Art of Arkean Eon
Chapter 6's
The Meng family ancestral home was bustling with activity as people lined up to take their precious pills.
"That's a lot."
"Are so many pills given?"
The clan that obtained the precious pill was astonished. A woman holds the hand of her seven-year-old daughter and receives her daughter's monthly cultivation resources. He was also surprised. "Before, at least his daughter had only received three taels of silver a month and a Life Blood pill. Now, he obtained 30 taels of silver and 10 life blood pills? He could consume life blood pills once every three days?"
Her daughter is only seven years old. He did not focus on cultivation and was only given the most basic resources the family clan had given to the younger generation. However, his quota had improved greatly.
"Everything, the clan leader has personally announced that from this month onwards, all clan members under the age of 20 will receive ten times the amount of pills and silver each month." The clan member who became the resource also began to explain. It immediately spread, turning the Meng clan responsible for distributing the family ancestral home into excited.
The junior clan family was divided into five levels according to their cultivation progress.
For Meng Chuan to be at the top of the list. An example would be, the specially nurtured Meng Wenying.
There are also second and third levels...
And now, the most ordinary junior received 30 taels of silver and 10 Life Blood Pills a month.
"Clan Leader, the clan has at least 2,000 people who are between the ages of 6 and 20. Can families support such a level of distribution?" asked one of the old servants anxiously. Clan Leader Meng Yanping stood in the distance and watched the clan members collect their quota. He said calmly, "Don't worry. The clan's savings were enough to handle such a distribution for another ten years."
The old servant was a little worried.
The clan's income was astounding, but its expenditure was also immense. Now, the clan was desperately trying to care for the new generation of cultivators. They nurtured them with everything for the next ten years! They wasted resources on the younger generation in hopes of producing a young tree that had a chance to become a Godfiend.
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The Mirror Lake Meng Manor.
Meng Dajiang led a dozen people back to the manor.
"Chairman." The servants are very respectful.
"Where is Chuan'er?" ask Meng Dajiang.
"Young Master is at the training ground," the servants replied respectfully.
Meng Dajiang frowned and looked at the sky. The sun was setting in the west and it was almost five in the afternoon. "Why is he still training at the moment?"
He led the group to the training ground. He faintly heard the sound of a sword whistling in the air. He waved his hand and commanded in a low voice, "Wait here." With that said, he quietly walked over. He looked through the training ground. He saw a window-blurry young man who surrounded the figure hidden within the flash of the sword, practicing the Fallen Leaf Sword.
"Qian Fang." Meng Dajiang called out to a middle-aged man not far from there. Qian Fang was an old servant who served Meng Chuan quickly walked over.
"Tell me," Meng Dajiang said in a stifled voice, "how long has Chuan'er been practicing his sword arts today?"
"Master, Young Master started practicing his sword arts early in the morning. Other than eating and resting, he had not stopped!" Qian Fang immediately said.
"He's been training for so long?" Meng Dajiang frowned.
"Even after soaking in the herbal bath at night, the Young Master will continue to practice his sword arts in his yard for another two hours." Qian Fang could not help but say, "For the past few days, other than eating, sleeping, painting, medicinal baths, and undergoing the cultivation of Marrow Cleansing... he practiced his sword arts for roughly twelve to fourteen hours every day.
"Gergumam. could have made his son so uneasy over these past few days?" Meng Dajiang In the past few days? What's crazy Engagement training?
continued cancellations?
"Yes, for the last few days!" qian Fang."Right before that, Young Master was still in a good mood. He even had me buy some Godfiend biographies and cultivate crazily. But I don't know what's happened in the last few days. My persuasion attempt failed. on deaf ears."
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A few moments later, at the training ground.
Meng Chuan drowned with the Fallen Leaf Sword technique.
"Chuan'er." Meng Dajiang's voice sounded.
"Dad." Meng Chuan stopped and looked at Meng Dajiang and led over ten people.
Meng Dajiang smiled and said, "Chuan'er, the clan has decided to spend more effort in nurturing you. From today onwards, these eight Marrow Witches and three Mortal Shedding warriors will be your match partners."
"Didn't I have a bodyguard to train?" Meng Chuan was surprised.
He already had eight Marrow Cleansing guards and two Mortal Shedding guards. They sometimes accompanied him during his sword training.
"They are guards. These are warriors who specialize in training. For example, among these eight Marrow Cleansing warriors, there was one who was an expert in archery, and another who was an expert in projectiles. This will greatly help your cultivation, "said Meng Dajiang. "In addition, as your guards, we can't let them fight you often, right?"
Meng Chuan nodded.
The guards paid employees with scope is a clear job. It was fine if they occasionally trained with Meng Chuan, but the result too often would be complaints of exploitation.
"There is no need to explain how much help these three experts of the Mortal Shedding world can give you.
"Senior Wang." Meng Chuan immediately bowed respectfully. A seamless naturalist enjoyed high status in Eastcalm City. Wang Chang was the second person in Command at an escort company in the city.
"There's no need for this courtesy, Young Master Meng." Wang Chang smiled.
"From now onward, six Seamless Nature Experts will train with you every month. Each of them was cultivating for five days, two hours a day," Meng Dajiang said solemnly. "The family paid a heavy price to hire six Seamless naturalists to train with you. You must accompany her as long as she uses this opportunity well."
"Yes." Yeah." Meng Chuan was also surprised.
Seamless naturalists were all important figures in Eastcalm Prefecture. Time was precious; they practiced beside him every day. They have a lot of things to do. They are already generous if they are willing to spend two hours a day for five frugal times with it. However, the family employed six Seamless naturalists... Meng Chuan was guaranteed as a Seamless expert to compete could not spend a month in a row every day.
"Chuan'er, one must have great ambition. No need to worry about not having a wife. You must cultivate hard. Don't live up to family expectations." After speaking, Meng Dajiang walked out.
No need to worry about not having a wife? What do you mean by that?.
"Dad, what do you mean by not having to worry about not having a wife?" Meng Chuan immediately asked.
"I don't want your imagination to go wild" said Meng Dajiang and left the training ground.
"What imagination?" muttered Meng Chuan before seeing the match experts nearby. Eyes lit.
Sword techniques are meant to kill.
With the training partner, the results of the exercise will be much better. Even though he had a peer standing in the past, how could it compare to what he had now? He had a match partner ranging from the Marrow Cleansing realm to the Seamless realm!
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From today onwards, Meng Chuan started practicing his sword arts before dawn and enjoyed the advantage of having a matchmate in the morning.
In the afternoon or evening, he was cultivating alone. He also needs to focus and reflect on the actual combat exercises he does in the morning.
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As Meng Chuan's state of mind changed, he could feel the unique individual charms in each of the 81 positions of the Fallen Leaf Sword since he had fully immersed himself into the technique. He immediately discovered the secret technique method, the Third Autumn Leaf.
He gradually realized that the beauties of the 81 styles could be combined after practicing them one after another.
For example, the first step is the Sword Drawing Technique. It was so sharp and mighty. The second attitude, The Moon's Rotating Attitude was strange and subtle. When he switched to the third skill of the refined and strange Cloud Opening became a murderous move that suddenly changed from movement. He will then move on to the fourth attitude.
One by one movement.
It was like a huge rock rolling down a mountain; its speed would increase faster and faster.
with the Momentum as they followed one after another surging unstoppable movements the other was like a torrential wave.
If the 81 horses can really be combined into one, allowing their strength to reach the peak, I will be able to naturally produce a secret technique as described in the manual!, since he understands this, he understands this, Meng Chuan was extremely obsessed with practicing his sword arts.
If the beauty of the 81 horses were combined into one, the blade would cut through the wind's trajectory, and the trajectory would be perfectly connected.
The speed and transformation of sword arts formed a rhythm. It's like a nature song.
A painting is formed when the beauty of each movement is combined...
Since he was vaguely related to this realm, Meng Chuan's longing would continue to grow.
Day by day...
The beauty of Meng Chuan's sword arts became even more perfect as she eliminated her flaws.
Mandau art rhythm becomes more melodious along with the decline of staccato rhythm.
The trajectory of the sword blow was refined even further.
Very much feel the increase. He felt that he was making Meng Chuan get closer to that realm.
The vegetation on the side of the training ground gradually turns green, a sign that March is coming soon. As usual, Meng Chuan was cultivating. He gradually approached that realm, getting closer and closer.
Whooshs.
As Meng Chuan was cultivating, his old pursuit finally ended. His flesh, bones, tendons, and engineering heart had fused with his body. His sword arts reached a state fused with body and mind. He could feel the blade in his hand slicing through the resisting wind clearly His body, mind, and sword were fusing together as the sword tore through the air at a terrifying speed.
When Meng Chuan used his sword arts, the clone would appear over a hundred feet away. Both exist simultaneously.
A faint sword arc could be seen in the air.
Only then did the first Meng Chuan disappear.
"Have understood?" Meng Chuan stood in his place, stunned.