Summer blazed. Beyond the mountains, the mortal world sweltered; cicadas sang without cease in the trees. Through the mountains, a secluded stream murmured, carrying fallen blossoms away.
Today Old Deafy had taught a Primordial Breathing Art from the Savage Wasteland. After explaining the precautions, he reminded the young Daoist priests from Taofu Mountain, who served as both teachers and students, to watch the children's progress and make sure nothing went wrong. As he left the schoolhouse, he reflected that it had somehow become a "scenic attraction," the liveliest place in all Luopo Mountain. The gatekeeper Immortal Wei, his disciple Lin Feijing, and two of Yin Guan's Direct Disciples—the sword cultivator Deng Jiancheng and the Martial Cultivator Yuan Huang—were regular visitors. Sun Chunwang and Yao Xiaoyan, the two girls practicing swordsmanship at Sword Worship, occasionally came to listen as well. The place was the same, but the season had changed. Spring's mountains had been gentle and bright; summer's burned with vigor. Sunlight pierced the dense woods like countless streaks of sword light.
Old Deafy had even moved his "Dojo" from Sword Worship to Huaying Peak. Plainly, he was determined to become a "schoolteacher."
Who would have imagined it? Through a thousand long years and rugged times, his heart of seeking the Dao had stayed firm as bedrock, his devotion to Sword Forging unwavering. Yet for all his calculations, Old Deafy had never expected to discover, only after arriving at Luopo Mountain, that he shared Yin Guan's dreadful habit of wanting to teach everyone.
Not long ago, Old Deafy had taught Gao Gu's Three Lectures. Then the Dragon Tiger Mountain Celestial Master had imparted the Thunder Method here, and after that, Old Deafy had made contact with Liu Cha, who spent his days fishing at Huanghu Mountain.
Still unsatisfied, he turned to