Evening.
On the riverbank open space.
The bonfire burned, making the originally cold weather warm.
Gu Yourong and Little Stone were interestedly grilling fish, while Yin Daoyan sat cross-legged nearby, watching the afterglow of the sunset.
Not far away, on the open ground, i Weixuan was deftly maneuvering, the long sword in his hand accompanied by the sound of sword cries, emitting a sharp cold light.
"This is the swordsmanship that the children of my i family use to lay their foundation in their youth. Watch closely, this is the Stabbing Sword."
As he spoke, i Weixuan held the sword in his right hand, bent his elbow to his waist, and then thrust the sword forward.
"According to the different positions of the Stabbing Sword, it is divided into Upper Stab Sword, Horizontal Stab Sword, Lower Stab Sword, Back Stab Sword, Reverse Stab Sword, and Exploring Stab Sword, etc. The Stabbing Sword requires the arm and sword to form a straight line, with power reaching the tip of the sword."
Zhong Linjing stood quietly in place, her eyes fixed intently on every change in i Weixuan’s sword moves.
Suddenly, i Weixuan changed his sword move, his whole body leaped into the air, his right hand holding the sword raised high, then chopped straight down in front of him, the arm and sword forming a straight line, shoulder height, with power reaching the sword edge.
"This is the Sword Slash."
i Weixuan did not use his own Qi-Blood, only demonstrating the variations of the sword moves, yet the sharp edge still made Zhong Lin, who was watching from the side, feel a piercing cold, as if just stepping forward would plunge him into endless slaughter.
In just a quarter of an hour, i Weixuan had demonstrated to Zhong Lin the basic sword moves of drawing, leading, lifting, blocking, striking, stabbing, pointing, flicking, twisting, pressing, slashing, intercepting, and washing.
"How is it?"
i Weixuan sheathed his sword behind him, the gentle breeze blowing his clothes, giving a certain feeling of a sword immortal.
"Clap! Clap! Clap!"
Zhong Lin had no hesitation in applauding, even though he hadn’t learned swordsmanship, it was clear that every move of i Weixuan’s basic swordsmanship had been honed to perfection.
It’s no wonder he is the heir of a noble family.
Children of noble families receive elite education from a young age. While a large forest will have all kinds of birds, and so degenerates might appear, more often there are exceptional talents, like i Weixuan.
"Brother i, are you sure you can teach ?"
Zhong Lin asked once more.
"It’s only so basic swordsmanship, taught to children of five or six years old in the clan for foundation, many noble families have these teachings, it doesn’t matter." i Weixuan said casually.
"Then... thank you."
Since i Weixuan didn’t mind, Zhong Lin also didn’t hold back.
The long sword was unsheathed, and under i Weixuan’s guidance, Zhong Lin began learning one move at a ti.
The first ti through was clumsy, but by the second ti, he barely rembered all the sword moves.
Zhong Lin suddenly stood still, the sword planted in the ground, and opened the System Panel.
"System."
Host: Zhong Lin
Skill: Red Sun Stance (Full Level)...
Skill: Basic Sword Skill (Beginner)...
Miscellaneous: 3D Painting (Full Level)...
Skill Points: ∞
(Stop wasting words.)
A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and with a thought, the ’Beginner’ next to Basic Sword Skill changed directly to ’Full Level’, while a vast mory surged into his mind.
In his mory, Zhong Lin practiced Basic Sword Skill every day, rain or shine, for decades until it was imprinted into his muscles, becoming instinctual.
"What happened?"
Seeing Zhong Lin unmoved for a long ti, i Weixuan showed a puzzled look.
Zhong Lin slowly opened his eyes and said with a smile: "I learned it."
i Weixuan raised an eyebrow and sarcastically said,
"Oh! It’s like an old woman entering a bed—actually made my grandpa laugh, this young master practiced Basic Sword Skill since I was five, it took ten full years to be allowed to learn other sword skills, and you say you’ve learned it after just practicing two tis? Do you even know you cannot just use the words ’learn it’ lightly?"
Zhong Lin couldn’t be bothered to explain, grabbed the long sword implanted in the ground with his right hand, and leapt up.
Accompanied by swathes of sword light, the surrounding wilderness echoed with Zhong Lin’s sword cries.
The practice of sword moves exuded an aesthetic of mastery, each move embodying the expertise of an antelope’s horn, as if Zhong Lin and the sword in his hand were becoming one, indistinguishable from each other.
"This...this is impossible."
i Weixuan gaped, full of disbelief.
"You...you must be pretending. You must have practiced before, right?"
Zhong Lin tossed the long sword backward, the Treasure Sword arced beautifully through the air, landing perfectly in its scabbard.
"I am a genius."
Zhong Lin said without any reservation.
"Genius my ass."
i Weixuan, who was always gentle and elegant, cursed angrily.
"No genius is this gifted, tell , are you pretending?"
Zhong Lin spread his hands: "You don’t understand a genius’s world."
"I damn it..."
Ignoring i Weixuan’s exasperation, Gu Yourong by the fire pit was also inexplicably moved.
When Zhong Lin was practicing the Basic Sword Moves just now, that Human Sword Unity state also startled her. Her current mindset was exactly the sa as i Weixuan’s.
"Master Yin, this...this... Zhong Lin just now...how is this possible, it must be fake, right? How could anyone achieve such a level with just one practice?"
The usual calm on Yin Daoyan’s face had also disappeared, his eyes filled with excitent.
"Zhong Lin"
A shout startled the two people in the distance, and they hurried over.
"Master Yin, did you see? This bastard is pretending with ."
i Weixuan was still shouting loudly.
"Shut your mouth, Zhong Lin, stretch out your hand and let see."
"Yes."
Zhong Lin spread his hands and stretched them out.
"Your hands are rough, calluses on the thumb and index finger pads are from frequent archery practice, there are slight calluses in the tiger’s mouth, you have practiced knife skills, Zhong Lin, have you really never practiced swordsmanship?"
Master Yin carefully observed Zhong Lin’s hands before fixing his eyes on him.
"I dare not deceive Master Yin, this indeed is my first exposure to swordsmanship, but I have practiced the Instant Kill Skill before," Zhong Lin said.
"Instant Kill Skill?"
Swoosh!
Zhong Lin flicked his right hand, a black sword shadow flashed by, then disappeared.
"Impossible!"
i Weixuan scratched his head, full of disbelief.
"Could you truly be a genius? But no genius can be this gifted."
Zhong Lin glanced at i Weixuan and decided not to argue further.
Yin Daoyan made a phantom grasp with his right hand, the long sword from afar was drawn by an invisible force, instantly unsheathed, and fell into his palm.
"Zhong Lin, watch closely, I’ll do it once."
Without giving Zhong Lin a chance to speak, he began practicing swordsmanship, moving from place to place on the open ground.
The swordsmanship practiced by Yin Daoyan seed quite complex, yet it was imbued with a ticulous logic, unpredictable, with both hardness and softness intermingled, giving a dazzling impression.
Monts later, Yin Daoyan withdrew his sword and looked at Zhong Lin expectantly: "This is Thousand Mist Swordsmanship, did you get it?"
If it was before, Zhong Lin may not have the capability, but the Full Level Basic Sword Skill gave him a realm of unity between human and sword. Though Thousand Mist Swordsmanship appeared intricate and complex, there was an inherent logic to it, and he rembered the moves after just one observation.
Mist, though elusive, still winds around the mountains.
Zhong Lin closed his eyes slightly and opened the System Panel.
Host: Zhong Lin
Skill: Red Sun Stance (Full Level)...
Skill: Thousand Mist Swordsmanship (Beginner)...
Miscellaneous: 3D Painting (Full Level)...
Skill Points: ∞
"System, add points for ."
With a surge of information, the Thousand Mist Swordsmanship demonstrated by Yin Daoyan unfolded its mysteries to Zhong Lin.
Zhong Lin grabbed the long sword and started practicing on the spot.
The movents initially were sowhat unfamiliar, but soon beca increasingly proficient, even eventually exhibiting an indescribable fluidity beyond Yin Daoyan’s demonstration in the late stage.
i Weixuan had his mouth agape, at this mont, even he had to believe it.
Zhong Lin couldn’t possibly have practiced this "Thousand Mist Swordsmanship" before, so was he really a genius?
Gu Yourong’s beautiful face was full of shock, continuously uttering the word ’genius.’
"Good good good."
Yin Daoyan laughed heartily, three consecutive ’goods,’ his face couldn’t hide the excitent.
"Zhong Lin, are you willing to be my disciple?"
This ti, there was no need for further observation, with comprehension that can learn just by watching once, if not taken in at this mont, it would be a missed opportunity.
A good master is hard to find, and so is a good disciple!
Zhong Lin was overjoyed, with a flop he knelt down on the ground, demonstrating a sincere kowtow.
"Disciple Zhong Lin, pays respect to Master."
The Little Stone beside also rushed over, kneeling down with a thump.
"Disciple Little Stone pays respect to Master."
"Haha, you little fellow, alright then, since you kneel, I accept you as a registered disciple."
Yin Daoyan laughed heartily, not refusing.
Zhong Lin took a deep breath and bowed again, more sincerely this ti.
"Thank you, Master."
"Alright, stand up!"
The smile on Yin Daoyan’s face grew brighter, his disciples’ deep care for their brothers was a trait even more lovable.
Gu Yourong congratulated: "Congratulations to Master Yin for receiving such an excellent disciple, the legacy is promising, and the successors are plentiful."
i Weixuan said enviously: "Zhong Lin, I didn’t expect you to actually beco Master Yin’s disciple, if word of this spreads, it would surely make many people green with envy."
Zhong Lin stood up steadily and humbly said: "It’s the master’s keen insight. Otherwise, how could a mountain hunter like be accepted into the master’s tutelage?"
...
On the riverbank, Zhong Lin and Yin Daoyan sat facing each other, as for i Weixuan and the others, they were driven far away.
"Zhong Lin."
"Disciple present."
"Since you’ve entered my tutelage, I must make things clear to you, I am an Elder of the Sword Cauldron Sect, and as for Hundred Herbs Hall, it is rely a branch under our Sect."
"The Sword Cauldron Sect is the Supre Sect, with tens of thousands of disciples, countless experts, even the Emperor of the Great Chen has to abide by the etiquette of a disciple when eting the Sect Master."
Zhong Lin took a sharp breath, though he guessed the Sword Cauldron Sect might be strong, he didn’t expect it to be this powerful, even a country’s ruler would have to bow.
"Never mind, it’s too early to tell you these things, you’ll see the strength of our Sect when you return with to the Sect and formally acknowledge as your master."
"Now I will impart you the Sect’s ’Heavenly Treasure Pile’ and ’Five Animals Qigong’, ’Heavenly Treasure Pile’ is the Pile Skill practiced by the Sect’s Core Disciples, ’Those who enter the divine, should walk the heavenly essence, push the yin and yang, explore the profound void, enter the subtle.’ I hope you can transcend to a miraculous level."
"As for ’Five Animals Qigong’, it was obtained by from a relic, it seems to be rely a life-extending Health Care Skill, but repeated practice can refine the body and nourish the spirit. I’ve been average in aptitude, to achieve what I have today, this Cultivation Technique has played an indispensable role."
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