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Ying Feiyang thought to himself, but before he could reply, he heard Princess Yuzhen coldly said, "I don't know when a dog slave like you has enmity with Gu Shishu?"
"Your Highness must be joking," Sun Changji said in a mystifying tone, "Who doesn't know that Gu Jiansheng is Your Highness' honored guest, a guest at your bedside? If the Princess heard this, wouldn't it be terrible? How could I let you know about the enmity between us? "
As soon as Princess Yu Zhen heard the three words' guest on the bed ', she was so angry that her delicate body trembled and she gritted her teeth so hard that they almost broke. Ying Feiyang was also enlightened and thought, "It turns out that Princess has some affection for Master, no wonder she treats me so well. I wonder how she would feel if she saw Master's current conduct.
"Sun Shidi," Li Hanguang said angrily, "You are shooting your mouth off again, quickly apologize to the Princess."
Sun Changji, however, cast a sidelong glance at Li Hanguang and said, "Is an apology enough? Don't you need to kowtow three times and nine times, kneel down and beg for mercy? Senior Brother, ever since we came to Luoyang, you have become more and more bored. Unfortunately, I've been a slave for too long. It wasn't easy for me to straighten my back, so I don't wish to bend it again. Other than Master, Sun Changji will never bow to anyone! "
Ying Feiyang sneered, "If you have a grudge against my Master, you can always go to Ling Xiao Sword School's Misty Peak to challenge him. Why do you have to pretend to be a hero here?"
Sun Changji spat and said, "I'm just a dog slave, how can I be a hero? In this life, I only know how to beat the weak. Gu Jiansheng is stronger than me, so of course I'll find his disciple. "
Ying Feiyang also laughed, "Good, I've moved to a new house today, so I'll follow tradition and wash away the filth. Today, I'll use my sword as a broom and sweep away the bad luck!" After saying that, Ying Feiyang raised his sword and made a fighting gesture.
Li Hanguang smiled bitterly and stopped him, "Junior Brother Ying, don't be impulsive. Ying Feiyang was stunned. Only then did he realize that his stupidity had acted up again. Seeing that there was a master he could test his sword on, he did not care about anything else, but he forgot that he had only been in the Shang Qing Sect for less than a day, and he was going to fight with his Junior Brother in front of Li Hanguang. Wouldn't this be a bad guest bullying the host?
While he was hesitating, he heard Sun Changji's sinister voice, "Heh heh, fighting or not fighting, your disciple's sword is too infuriating. I advise you to learn from your Master and leave this place as soon as possible. Otherwise, Luoyang's famous reins will bind you until you can't draw your sword anymore."
He then waved his hand at Li Hanguang and said goodbye, "Since Senior Brother is backing him up, I'll forget about it today. I'll teach him a lesson when he's alone." After saying that, he left with a strange smile.
"Sun Changji, I'll skin you alive sooner or later!" Princess Yu Zhen finally caught her breath and said fiercely.
After all this trouble, Ying Feiyang actually managed to recognize all five of Sima Chengzhen's disciples in one day. Li Hanguang was calm and dignified, indifferent to worldly affairs, and had the highest level of cultivation. He was Sima Chengzhen's first disciple. Second disciple Zhang Shouzhi and Third disciple Lü Zhixuan were injured because of him, so he must visit them in the future. Fourth disciple Lu Zhenwu was the short and fat Taoist priest who received them in front of the monastery. Although he looked submissive and inconspicuous, rumor has it that he was a wanderer who roamed the northwest when he was young. As for the fifth disciple, who was Sun Changji just now, he was Sima Chengzhen's servant. Although he ranked the lowest, he followed Sima Chengzhen the longest.
Princess Yu Zhen took a breather and said a few words before leaving with Li Hanguang. As soon as he stepped out of the door, Ying Feiyang eagerly opened the "Illustration of the Hanxiang Sword of the Prime Qing Dynasty" and studied the sword theory within. However, this sword art contained the essence of Sima Chengzhen's Daoism. Terms such as "Dragon Tiger", "Maiden", "Yin Pearl", "Furnace of Kun" and so on seemed rather strenuous. Fortunately, there were many scriptures in the house. Ying Feiyang flipped through some Daoist classics and analyzed the sword art contained in the Illustration of the Sword of the Prime Qing Dynasty. If Sima Chengzhen was lecturing, he would find a seat at the back and secretly listen. Every time he finished listening, many questions would be easily solved. The effect was far better than learning by himself.
In the blink of an eye, a month had passed. Within this month, only Princess Yu Zhen came to visit frequently. She would always ask about Gu Jiansheng's recent situation. Ying Feiyang, on the other hand, clenched his teeth and did not have the heart to tell her that Gu Jiansheng, whom she had fallen in love with at first sight, had now turned into an old man who was addicted to alcohol. Other than Princess Yu Zhen, no one else came to his courtyard to disturb him.
Ying Feiyang settled down peacefully. Within a month, he had already analyzed most of this sword art. The essence of this sword art was in the opening chapter, "Heaven and Earth Contain Phenomena, Sun and Moon Shine Chastity, Write Rules of All Things, See All Spirits." On these sixteen words, if one cultivated the sword art to the extreme, he could be like Sima Chengzhen and open up a Heavenly Hidden Sword Realm that existed between reality and illusion. Within the Heavenly Hidden Sword Realm, all things would obey his command and could be used as a sword. It could be said that as long as one was in the Sword Realm, one would be undefeatable.
However, this sword art required the support of vigorous true Qi. The current Ying Feiyang was far from having this ability. He could only abandon the essentials and pursue the trifles. From controlling all things to controlling one sword, he found a method of controlling the sword in the scroll and practiced it.
The art of controlling the sword was recorded in many legends. In the legends, the Sword Celestial could control the sword with Qi, traversing mountains and rivers, hunting for their leader within a hundred miles and killing people without leaving a trace. Although the diagram of the Prime Clear Hanxiang Sword Reflection did not carry the color of myths like the legends, it was still extraordinary.
Ying Feiyang carried a longsword on his back and stood alone in the courtyard. Behind him, the tender flower petals fell on his thin shoulders, giving him the air of a celestial being. However, in the next moment, Ying Feiyang formed a sword seal with both hands, and the flower petals that fell on his shoulders were suddenly cut into several pieces by the sharp sword wind. At the same time, accompanied by the roar of a dragon, the Star Disciplinary Sword was unsheathed, and rushed straight into the sky.
The blade of the Star Disciplinary Sword trembled, as if it was excited by the thrill of rushing into the clouds. Meanwhile, Ying Feiyang changed his sword seal, and the Star Disciplinary Sword moved along with it. It danced in the air and performed all kinds of sword techniques. It was agile and elegant, extremely exquisite. It was as if there was a celestial being dancing with the sword in the clouds, leaving behind thousands of beautiful sword lights in the sky.
"Great sword art!" A voice of praise came. Ying Feiyang retracted his mind and formed a sword seal. The longsword fell from the sky, brushing past the back of Ying Feiyang's head and returning to its sheath. Ying Feiyang looked towards the source of the voice. A Daoist walked into the courtyard, clapping his hands. It was Lü Zhixuan, who was injured because of him.
"Sure enough, a great teacher produces a great disciple. Junior apprentice-brother Ying is so young, yet your sword art is already so superb. It seems that after ten years, it will be your turn to rule the world with the sword!" Lü Zhixuan applauded and praised.
"Master Lü is too kind." Ying Feiyang also smiled shyly, "Daoist, have you recovered?"
"Of course. If it weren't for junior apprentice-brother Lu Zhenwu using me to test his new pill, I would have gotten off the bed long ago."
Ying Feiyang sighed, "It's all because of me that Daoist was bedridden, yet I didn't visit you more often. I'm truly ashamed."
"Don't worry about it. It's just a pity for my painstakingly refined Python Sword." Lü Zhixuan's face darkened slightly. Suddenly, his eyes brightened, "After lying on the bed for so long, even my bones are sore. Just now, when I saw junior apprentice-brother Ying practicing the sword, my heart itched and I wanted to spar with you. I wonder if junior apprentice-brother Ying has the mood to accompany me?" Lü Zhixuan's Python Sword was destroyed, causing it to lose all of its spiritual energy. If he wanted to reforge it, he would need to use battle to nurture his sword. Seeing that although Ying Feiyang's martial arts were shallow, his sword art was extraordinary, Lü Zhixuan had the idea of using him as a sharpening stone.
Ying Feiyang had just finished mastering the sword art and was worried that he had no one to test his moves on. When Lü Zhixuan took the initiative to challenge him, it was obvious that he wanted to meet someone who would send him a pillow while he was taking a nap. How could he refuse? He immediately replied, "Daoist, you're lucky. How would I dare not accompany you? If that's the case, forgive me for my rudeness. Please accept my challenge, Daoist."
Lü Zhixuan stroked his beard and smiled, "However, I is getting on in years. My limbs are not as nimble as you youngsters. I'm afraid that I won't be able to beat you in close combat. Only my Art of Sword Kinesis is barely passable. We'll only compete on sword kinesis, so the rules will be different from normal duels."
Ying Feiyang was interested, "I've heard the details."
Lü Zhixuan pointed at the lotus flowers in the pond and said, "Let's not move our bodies and stand on these lotuses. We'll only use our swords to attack each other. Whoever's feet touch the water first will be the loser. This way, victory and defeat will be clear. Isn't it fun?"
"It's really interesting. I'll go first then." Ying Feiyang leaped up and flew up lightly like a feather. He landed on a lotus leaf steadily. His landing was so light that it did not cause any ripples.
"Good body movement!" Lü Zhixuan praised. Then, he leaped up as well. A black shadow flashed and Lü Zhixuan was already standing on a lotus flower with one foot. The small lotus had only just revealed its sharp horn. The tender flower bud was like a slender spear. Lü Zhixuan could only use a little bit of leverage, yet he stood steadily like a dragonfly.
"You're the one with a good body movement. It's just that you're giving way too much to me. I'm ashamed." Ying Feiyang said. Compared to him standing on the lotus leaf, Lü Zhixuan's stance was much more difficult.
Lü Zhixuan laughed, "I's older than you by a few decades. It's only right for me to give way."
Ying Feiyang laughed, "If I refuse, I'll be belittling you. Be careful, my sword is coming."
Just as he finished speaking, a sword gleam shot out. It was as fast as a shooting star and as fast as a rainbow. In the blink of an eye, it was already right in front of Ying Feiyang. "Good move!" Lü Zhixuan was not in a hurry. With a shake of his shoulder, he unsheathed his long sword and made a turn to block in front of him. With a crisp "ding", a sound wave spread out from the point of collision, causing ripples to form on the water surface. The duckweeds and lotus flowers moved with it.
Ying Feiyang's sword technique changed. The Star Chronicle Sword moved faster and faster. The sword gleam wrapped around Lü Zhixuan's body and attacked from all directions like a storm. Lü Zhixuan's Python Sword circled around him. It was a tight defense. Although the small lotus under his feet was swaying due to the sword wind, Lü Zhixuan seemed to be growing on the lotus. He and the lotus became inseparable, as if they were one.
"Junior Brother Ying's sword is too fast!" Under the continuous attacks, Lü Zhixuan still had time to speak. It was obvious that he had not used his full strength. As soon as he finished speaking, the Python Sword hummed softly. With a burst of green light, it broke through the Star Chronicle Sword's sword defense.
Although the storm was fast, it would eventually stop. After the storm, it was time for the new lotus flowers to bloom. Just as the Star Chronicle Sword's attack slowed down, the counterattack came. Lü Zhixuan suddenly stood firm. Even the lotus under his feet became as unshakable as Mount Tai. The Python Sword also suddenly became sharp, forcing the Star Chronicle Sword to retreat.
Ying Feiyang watched as the two swords intertwined with each other moved closer and closer to him. At the same time, Ying Feiyang changed his sword technique and used the Taiji Winding Silk Sword from a distance. The Star Chronicle Sword turned from fast to slow without any hindrance. The change in speed was as natural as flowing water. Using softness to counter hardness, using slowness to counter speed, he slowly turned the situation around. Only then did he have the time to respond.
"It's my first time riding a sword. I was anxious to test my moves. I was indeed impulsive.
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