When the first ray of sunlight shone into the room through the window, Ye Xuan, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed with his eyes closed, immediately woke up from his cultivation state.
When he opened his eyes, a ray of light flashed across his eyes.
In Daoism, the so-called refining of essence into Qi was the combination of the primordial essence and Yuan Qi, turning them into a light and intangible substance. In other words, it was the combination of the body's essence and spiritual Qi, and finally, it was forged into mana.
After relentlessly cultivating every night for ten days, Ye Xuan had managed to condense two wisps of transcendence energy with the help of the Taiqing Fundamental Heart Technique. At this moment, his transcendence energy had risen to nine wisps.
He spat out a long turbid breath from his mouth. This turbid breath was like a long snake that spread out for a long time. If an ordinary martial artist saw this, they would be extremely shocked. At this moment, Ye Xuan did not have the slightest bit of inner force in his body, but he was able to spit out like a snake. The density of his qi and blood was something that few in the world could compare to.
He got off the bed and stretched. A series of crackling sounds came from his body, like beans being fried.
Ever since the day he destroyed the Qingcheng Sect and crushed Yu Canghai's internal organs with a punch, Ye Xuan and Yue Lingshan had been staying at Fu Wei Escort Agency for two days.
In these two days, perhaps it was because he saved the entire escort agency from being destroyed, or perhaps it was because of his high level of martial arts, Ye Xuan and Yue Lingshan had become distinguished guests in Fu Wei Escort Agency. Their food and accommodation were all the best, and everyone in the agency treated them with great respect.
Opening the door, he took the washing water that the servant had already left at the door. After washing up, he casually strolled along the courtyard.
After walking for a while, he unknowingly walked to the side of the Lin Clan's martial arts field. He found that Lin Pingzhi was already dressed in light clothes, holding a long sword in his hand. He was practicing his sword in the martial arts field.
Ever since the day Fu Wei Escort Agency was almost destroyed, Lin Pingzhi actually changed his previous hedonistic temperament. He no longer went out to walk chickens, play with dogs, or hunt. Instead, he obediently stayed in the mansion and diligently practiced his family's sword art. Lin Zhennan and his wife were extremely gratified.
Although it had always been a taboo in Jianghu to watch others practice martial arts. But Ye Xuan was not a true Jianghu person. Secondly, he came from the modern era, so he was not too clear about these taboos. Therefore, he stood at the side and quietly watched Lin Pingzhi practice.
After watching for a while, Ye Xuan found that the sword technique Lin Pingzhi was practicing was the Lin family's 72 Evil-Warding Sword Techniques. However, after observing for a while, Ye Xuan found it strange that the sword techniques in the Evil-Warding Sword Manual Lin Pingzhi was practicing were a little different from the ones in the Evil-Warding Sword Manual he had.
With Ye Xuan's mental strength that was more than ten times that of a normal person, it was relatively easy to have a photographic memory. It was relatively easy to have a photographic memory. Although he had not practiced the Bixie Swordplay manual, he had already memorized the sword moves. Compared to the Bixie Swordplay manual that he had, the Lin family's seventy-two Bixie Swordplays were very different. Sometimes, it was the last move, but in Lin Pingzhi's hands, it became the first two moves. Sometimes, it was a slash from above, but in Lin Pingzhi's hands, it became a horizontal slash.
No wonder the Lin Family's Bi Xie Swordplay was so poor. It had long been changed beyond recognition by Lin Yuantu. But why did Lin Yuantu change the Bi Xie Swordplay to such an extent? From Ye Xuan's point of view, if the Bi Xie Swordplay was practiced according to the sword art in the Bi Xie Swordplay, it would also be a set of very swift and fierce moves. Why did he not let his descendants only practice the sword art in the book?
This was something that Ye Xuan could not understand with his current knowledge.
"Eh? Big Brother Ye, good morning! " On the practice field, Lin Pingzhi wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve after practicing his family's seventy-two movements of the Warding Evil Sword Method. He suddenly saw Ye Xuan watching from the side of the practice field, so he greeted him happily.
"Good morning, Pingzhi. You're up so early to practice? I see that you have been practicing hard these past two days. Your swordplay seems to have improved! "Ye Xuan nodded and smiled.
"Is that so? I also feel that my swordplay has improved, but compared to you, Big Brother Ye. This little bit of improvement is not worth mentioning! " Although he was happy that his swordplay had improved, he thought of the day when Ye Xuan killed the Qingcheng Sect's disciple and the sect master, Yu Canghai. When he thought about how he couldn't even beat an ordinary disciple of the Qingcheng Sect, he couldn't help but feel ashamed.
"This is where you are wrong. As the saying goes, if you don't accumulate steps, you can't reach a thousand miles; if you don't accumulate small streams, you can't reach a river. As long as you practice hard, one day you will become a master. "Seeing Lin Pingzhi's appearance, Ye Xuan shook his head and comforted him.
"Sigh, I hope so! In the past, my great grandfather, Duke Yuantu, used this 72 Bi Xie Swordplay to defeat both the black and white sects. Unfortunately, his descendants were unfilial and didn't inherit the legacy of his ancestors. " Lin Pingzhi sighed, then his eyes suddenly lit up and said, "Big Brother Lin, your martial arts are so high, can Pingzhi ask you for advice on swordplay?"
Looking at Lin Pingzhi's hopeful eyes, Ye Xuan pondered for a moment, "I'm not good at swordplay, but if you're not afraid of your family's martial arts being leaked, you can show me your Bi Xie Swordplay. Maybe I can see something wrong with it."
"Good, good, good, thank you for your advice, Big Brother Ye!" Lin Pingzhi wasn't worried about the so-called family's martial arts being leaked. After all, in his opinion, Ye Xuan's martial arts were already first-rate. Although his family's Bi Xie Swordplay was known to be invincible against both the black and white sects, whether it was in his grandfather's or father's hands, it was nothing special. He wasn't afraid of Ye Xuan looking at it.
Hearing that Ye Xuan was willing to instruct him, Lin Pingzhi was very excited. He immediately stood in the middle of the gymnasium, raised his long sword, and began to practice the Evil-warding Sword Technique that had been passed down in his family. Falling Meteor, Blooming Buddha, Flute on the River, Purple Aura from the East, Flying Swallow Piercing the Willow, Attacking the Yellow Dragon...
Until the last move, "Sweeping Away the Demons", Lin Pingzhi's sword flashed and disappeared. He had finished practicing the 72 Bi Xie Swordplay.
"Brother Ye, please give me some pointers!" Lin Pingzhi looked at Ye Xuan with a hopeful look on his face. He had just finished practicing a round of sword techniques.
Ye Xuan's eyes flickered. Looking at the hopeful Lin Pingzhi, Ye Xuan said, "Just now when I saw you practicing the Bi Xie Swordplay, you seemed to be straining to connect the moves. Did you not learn it from your heart when Uncle Lin was teaching you?"
"No, Big Brother Ye. This swordplay has been passed down from my great-grandfather. It's a family martial art. No matter how unfilial I am, I don't dare to practice it wrongly. " I wouldn't dare to make a mistake, "Lin Pingzhi said with a bitter face.
You did practice it wrongly, and it was passed down from your great-grandfather. Ye Xuan thought to himself.
However, Ye Xuan didn't say this out loud. He only said, "It seems that I might have seen it wrongly. But when I saw you practicing it, I seemed to have understood something. Lend me your sword! "
Ye Xuan thought for a long time. In the end, he decided to show Lin Pingzhi the Bixie Sword Technique he had read in the Bixie Sword Manual. He was also curious to know why Lin Pingzhi's ancestor thought it was not good to practice the Bixie Sword Technique, and if he did not castrate himself while practicing the internal cultivation method, he would suffer from Qi Deviation. However, it was too strange that he didn't even pass down the sword moves within it.
"Big Brother Ye, please use it!" Seeing that Ye Xuan wanted to teach him, Lin Pingzhi immediately offered the sword in his hand.
"Stand a little further away!" Ye Xuan said to Lin Pingzhi while testing the sword in his hand after seeing it.
When Lin Pingzhi had walked to the side of the training field, Ye Xuan straightened his long sword, and a beam of sword light pierced out. Like a dragon soaring into the sky, or like a thunderstorm, the beams of sword light gave off thousands of golden rays in the sunlight. Lin Pingzhi's ordinary sword moves became strange and unpredictable in Ye Xuan's hands. The moves were so wonderful that it was impossible to defend against them.
Lin Pingzhi looked at Ye Xuan practicing the sword in the training field with his eyes wide open. His mouth was the size of an egg and his face was full of disbelief.
In his eyes, although he was very familiar with the sword moves that Ye Xuan was practicing, in Ye Xuan's hands, these moves were not only in a different order from the moves that he had learned, but some of the moves were also slightly different from his family's sword moves.
Although the two sets of sword moves seemed to be only slightly different, in terms of the power of the sword move, the sword move that Ye Xuan was practicing was ten times or even a hundred times more powerful than the sword move that his family had passed down. The difference between the two was like the difference between heaven and earth.
The sword light suddenly stopped. Ye Xuan's figure appeared in the training field with a sword in his hand.
Although it was his first time practicing the sword, Ye Xuan didn't feel any pressure after practicing. He walked to the front of Lin Pingzhi without blushing or panting.
"How, how can this be?" Lin Pingzhi looked at Ye Xuan in surprise. It was as if a devil had descended to the world. Not only did he learn the Bixie Sword Move that was passed down in his family only once, but he also made changes to it, increasing the power of the sword move by a hundred times.
"Wake up, Pingzhi!" Seeing that Lin Pingzhi seemed to be in a trance, Ye Xuan shouted in his ear and immediately woke him up.
"You're amazing, you're too amazing, brother Ye Xuan!" Lin Pingzhi came back to his senses and looked at Ye Xuan with admiration.
Seeing Lin Pingzhi's expression, Ye Xuan smiled and handed the sword to him, saying: "I just saw your sword move by chance, that's all. The really amazing one is the ancestor of your Lin family who created this sword move!"
"Brother Ye Xuan, I have a request, can I follow the sword move that you just demonstrated?" Lin Pingzhi looked at Ye Xuan with a hopeful expression.
"Of course, this sword move is originally your Lin family's sword move, you don't need to ask me!" Ye Xuan said with a smile.
"Thank you, brother Ye Xuan!" Seeing that Ye Xuan agreed, Lin Pingzhi shouted happily, and then took the sword to practice the new Bixie Sword Move.
Although it was impossible for Lin Pingzhi to have a photographic memory like Ye Xuan, it should not be forgotten that this sword move was the Lin family's inherited sword move. Lin Pingzhi lost count of how many times he had practiced it since he was young, so he was already familiar with the moves. Just now when he was watching Ye Xuan practice, although there were some changes, the changes were very small, only the order of the moves changed. For him, this was not a problem at all.
Just as Lin Pingzhi happily took the sword and began practicing the sword move that Ye Xuan had just practiced, Ye Xuan stood by the side and watched. The first few moves were fine, but as time went on, Lin Pingzhi became slower and slower. When it came to the 32nd move, Meteor Chasing the Moon, Lin Pingzhi's expression suddenly changed, and then he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Pfft! — — "
Lin Pingzhi spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale, and his eyes rolled back, and he slowly fell back. (To be continued)
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