Imperial Cultivation

“It's finally snowing.”

Chu Zhiyuan pushed open the window.

Goose feather-like snowflakes fluttered and swirled as they fell from the sky.

They landed silently, then piled up piece by piece.

In a short while, a small layer had already accumulated.

Chu Zhiyuan looked towards the dark sky.

Layers of dark clouds obscured the dawn, and it was clear that this would be a heavy snowfall.

“Young Master.”

“Yes, let them enter the tunnel. Do not come out without my order.”

“Yes.”

Chu Zhiyuan raised his head and continued to look at the sky. His extrasensory perception had already spread out, covering a radius of six thousand meters.

He deliberately isolated the imperial palace, not scanning it.

The Son of Heaven Sword suspended above the imperial palace could now be scanned without any pressure.

The Son of Heaven Sword he had initially seen was a giant sword, several meters long.

The Son of Heaven Sword he saw now was only a foot longer than the Qingying Sword, quietly suspended in the sky, its blade covered with strange patterns.

These patterns could not be memorized; they disappeared from his mind as soon as he closed his eyes.

These patterns were gently flowing, absorbing strange forces from all directions.

Countless forces converged into this sword, causing the patterns to flow and the sword's power to increase.

Despite the convergence of countless forces, the sword's power did not increase much.

It could be known that the power on this sword was originally extremely strong, the base number was too large.

The power on this sword was too vast, and he felt uncomfortable as soon as he scanned it.

This Son of Heaven Sword seemed ready to strike down at any moment, and he would not be able to escape with his life.

This sense of danger made him feel uneasy, like needles on his back, and it would also interfere with his extrasensory perception.

Therefore, he took the initiative to exclude it and scanned elsewhere.

He flashed and disappeared from the bed, appearing in the front hall the next moment, coming before Chu Qingyan.

Chu Qingyan sat cross-legged on the Arhat bed in the front hall, like a statue.

Chu Zhiyuan clasped his fist: “Grand Uncle, I'm going out for a while.”

The underground secret passage of the Qingwang Mansion was extremely deep, and even if those evil sect grandmasters broke in, they would not be able to find anyone for a while.

It was enough for them to deal with for a while, as long as they blocked them for a moment, the Son of Heaven Sword of the imperial palace would be able to strike over.

It depended on whether these guys dared to come.

Chu Zhiyuan floated out of the Qingwang Mansion, closed his eyes, and began to sense.

As he stepped into the Grandmaster realm, his intuition also strengthened, and the abilities brought by the golden vertical pupils also increased.

After a moment, he opened his eyes, revealing a cold smile.

He floated south for about a thousand meters and stopped on a rooftop. The heavy snow was falling, already covering the surrounding rooftops and ground with a thick layer.

Yujing City was still brightly lit, and the main streets of several trunk roads were still crowded with people, noisy and incessant.

Such heavy snow could not hinder these people's rejoicing.

But the heavy snow made the surroundings much quieter, and the snowflakes also made the air clearer.

Chu Zhiyuan, dressed in a blue-green true robe, stood with his hands behind his back on a rooftop, scanning his surroundings.

Snowflakes that floated within a meter of his body were blocked and could not get any closer.

This place was four thousand meters away from the south gate of the inner city and five thousand meters away from the west gate, making it the best position to cover both the west and south gates.

There was no north gate, and the east gate was too far away to cover.

He had already sensed by intuition that they would enter through the south gate.

Time slowly passed.

The sky seemed even darker.

The snow fell even heavier.

The ground had already accumulated more than a foot of snow.

The melodious songs of several restaurants spread far into the night sky.

Making the surroundings even quieter.

Chu Zhiyuan suddenly opened his eyes and placed his hand on the hilt of his saber.

Within the range of his extrasensory perception, he saw four old men floating down to the base of the city wall.

As if merging with the surrounding snowflakes, they did not make a single sound or movement.

After they landed, they looked at each other, and then dispersed in four different directions, heading north, south, east, and northeast respectively.

They walked slowly.

Snowflakes fell on their bodies, turning them into four snowmen.

As seen by Chu Zhiyuan's extrasensory perception, their bodies were astringent, and he could not see the flow of aura.

Only a trace of spiritual energy was faintly flowing in the position of their feet.

Apart from their feet, there was no aura flowing throughout their bodies, no dharma, no visualization diagrams.

The whole person seemed like someone who did not know martial arts.

If they did not use light work and walked slowly, they could even hide from extrasensory perception at first glance.

However, if he was determined to search, he still could not hide the fact that a body that had been cultivated with extrasensory perception was very different from one that had not.

It could not be seen from the outside, but the skin and bones beneath the skin had changed.

Most importantly, the meridians.

The meridians of a martial artist were very different from those of ordinary people, and extrasensory perception could see through them at a glance.

And the meridians nourished by true qi, the meridians nourished by gang qi, and the meridians nourished by spiritual energy were all different.

This was some kind of secret technique that could hide from the Great Luo Heaven Plate, but not from extrasensory perception. These four old men were grandmasters.

Chu Zhiyuan floated down, his toes lightly touching the snow, as if riding the wind.

He quickly came to the old man walking towards the northeast and said lightly: “Everyone from the Jade Cauldron Sect, I have been waiting for a long time.”

The old man looked up at him blankly, his eyes a little dull, as if he were an old fool.

Chu Zhiyuan snorted lightly.

In his mind, the rising sun suddenly shot out a beam of light, shining on the Bright Moon Saber.

Spiritual power instantly poured into the saber soul.

Immediately, the Bright Moon Saber Soul shot out of his mind and slashed towards the old man.

The old man used a secret technique to hide all his cultivation in a certain orifice.

As the Bright Moon Saber Soul slashed, a jade cauldron suddenly appeared in the void.

“T ......”

As if a clear sound rang in his ears, but it rang in his mind.

“Dang dang dang dang — — —.” The Bright Moon Saber Soul instantly slashed out more than a dozen times.

More than a dozen cracks appeared on the body of the giant cauldron, and then it slowly cracked and shattered.

The Bright Moon Saber Soul did not hesitate to directly slash the old man's soul.

The soul of a grandmaster was no different from the soul of an ordinary person, and was fragile under the saber soul.

Before the old man could react, the light in his eyes had already dimmed.

“Bang!” The old man slowly fell onto the thick snow, silent and motionless, already dead.

His body did not bleed, and when he was discovered tomorrow, he would be thought to have frozen to death.

The Bright Moon Saber Soul returned to the void in his mind, becoming a little dim.

Chu Zhiyuan frowned.

The rising sun once again shot out a beam of light and landed on it, causing it to shine again.

But this light was a dim light.

It was like a lamp with different wattages, although they all made it bright, the wattage was different, and the brightness was also different.

He seemed thoughtful.

What was consumed by shattering the visualization object was not entirely spiritual power, but also the saber soul.

The so-called source of the saber soul has two, one is obtained by killing people, and the other is obtained by cultivation.

Just now, he killed a person, and the Bright Moon Saber Soul was replenished, but it was still a bit short compared to what was consumed.

In this way, killing a grandmaster with the saber soul in his mind can indeed be done, but the consumption is extremely high.

Then let's see how it goes with the real Bright Moon Saber.

He drew the Bright Moon Saber and floated away, coming to the old man walking towards the north.