Learning Xi Yi Swordplay

What angered Yue Buqun even more was that Linghu Chong's originally excellent swordsmanship had also gone wrong. It was not only a mess, but somehow he had gone down a crooked path that even the Sword Sect looked down upon.

It's utterly absurd and extremely willful.

Yue Buqun still loved Linghu Chong, and in his anger he didn't do anything to him. He just sent him back to the Siguo Cliff after he recovered from his illness.

But the disappointment and dejection in his heart were hard to dispel.

His First Disciple, whom he had raised from childhood, was clearly a martial arts genius with exceptional talent, yet he abused his favoritism and acted recklessly, wasting his talent and time, as well as the resources and time of the Mount Hua Sect. How could Yue Buqun not be disappointed?

Can Linghu Chong's performance truly carry the future of the Mount Hua Sect?

But if we don't consider Linghu Chong, who else can the Mount Hua Sect rely on?

Yue Buqun is already over 50 years old. Even if the Purple Haze Divine Skill makes him look only in his 30s, how many more years can he maintain this appearance?

The fear of not being able to revitalize the Mount Hua Sect was more tormenting than the disappointment in Linghu Chong.

Hearing that Tian Boguang had committed crimes in Chang'an, Northern Shaanxi, and Eastern Shaanxi, and even violated the daughter of a scholar, the Mount Hua Sect Leader, filled with rage, found an outlet for his anger.

Yue Buqun and his wife agreed to go down the mountain today to hunt down Tian Boguang in Eastern Shaanxi. They were determined to get rid of this Flower-Picking Thief and vent their frustration.

But his inner turmoil vanished at that moment; it turned out that among his disciples, there were indeed geniuses.

Shazo started learning martial Entering the Hall and Room by the age of 17. He is definitely a genius.

Yue Buqun even began to reflect on himself, believing that he had been blinded by money in the past and had been prejudiced against such a talented and hardworking disciple, never properly teaching him.

Otherwise, Shazo might have become even stronger.

While Yue Buqun was still processing his own thoughts, Shazo had already completely finished his practice and stood up from the dew-covered ground.

Then he turned his head and saw the sect leader, which startled him. He quickly bowed and said, "Master!"

Yue Buqun looked at Shazo and nodded with satisfaction. "Your internal energy cultivation has made a breakthrough today, and I am deeply gratified."

"Shazo, demonstrate the sword techniques you've been practicing to your master. Let me see how well you've mastered them."

Shazo obediently drew his longsword and practiced all Mount Hua Basic Swordplay Thirteen Forms from beginning to end.

Thanks to his previous practice, his Swordsmanship had reached a state of simplicity and authenticity, exceeding the level that Yue Buqun could comprehend.

Therefore, the sword technique that Master Yue saw was a basic sword technique that was so standard as to be impeccable.

He even felt that he couldn't do it so perfectly, and couldn't imagine how much effort Shazo had put into this basic sword technique. He was even more satisfied with Shazo.

The Gentleman Sword Yue Buqun preferred disciples who cultivated step by step and made steady progress, and his satisfaction with Shazo reached a whole new level.

With tears in his eyes, Yue Buqun exclaimed, "Excellent! Excellent! This is wonderful! The Mount Hua Sect has a worthy successor!"

"Shazo, it's my fault for failing to recognize your talent and hard work over the past five years."

Shazo felt extremely guilty, thinking, "Old Yue, if you had checked my internal strength and Swordsmanship yesterday, you would have been furious."

So he replied with exceptional humility, "Master, I only recently felt that I had suddenly become enlightened. I am truly unworthy of your praise in the past."

Yue Buqun laughed heartily, "Haha, good thing you've finally seen the light!"

"But enlightenment also depends on your own efforts and perseverance to reach that day, doesn't it?"

Shazo nodded earnestly. "Yes, Master, my success is entirely due to myself."

That answer was spot on! Yue Buqun laughed heartily, satisfied and pleased.

Unconsciously, he used his True Qi, and his laughter pierced through the clouds, echoing throughout the entire Mount Hua Sect.

Soon after, the sect leader's wife Ning Zezhong, appeared at the training ground with her daughter. She could hear the pride and ease in her husband's laughter, which made her feel much more relaxed as well.

Ning Zezhong asked with a smile, "What good thing has happened to you, Sect Leader, that you're smiling so happily?"

Yue Buqun nodded to his wife and said with emotion, "Shazo's Internal Cultivation has broken through to a Entering the Hall and Room level today, and I am naturally very happy."

Yue Lingshan, who was still half asleep, was so surprised to hear that Shazo had broken through his internal energy. She jumped into the training ground and looked Shazo up and down.

The girl said with a mix of naivety and defiance, "Well, Seventh Junior Brother, you actually secretly worked hard and broke through your cultivation level while I was teaching Xiao Linzi."

"Tell me, how are we going to compensate my senior for losing face?"

Shazo Zuo chuckled and said, "Junior Sister Lingshan, I'm the senior brother, so being surpassed by me is nothing."

Yue Lingshan was furious. "Nonsense, I am the senior sister!"

Yue Buqun was quite satisfied with Shazo at this moment, so he couldn't tolerate his daughter causing him trouble. He straightened his face and scolded, "Lingshan, you mustn't be rude to your seventh senior brother."

Ning Zezhong knew her husband very well, so she smiled and went up to pull her daughter back, "Don't waste time. The sect leader needs to hurry up and teach Seventh Junior Brother the new sword technique. Come back with me quickly to prepare breakfast."

Yue Buqun was very satisfied with his wife's reaction. After his wife and daughter had walked away, he said to Shazo, "Shazo, I am very satisfied with your progress. I have decided to reward you with the Xi Yi Swordplay."

Shazo bowed respectfully again. "Thank you for the reward, Master. Please teach me swordsmanship."

Yue Buqun picked up his longsword, walked to the center of the training ground, and said, "The Xi Yi Swordplay is said to have been created by the Old Ancestor Xi Yi on the summit of Mount Hua after observing the changes in the clouds and the heavens. It embodies the idea that the greatest sound is as subtle as the faint, and the greatest sound is the most magnificent."

"Therefore, this sword technique requires a broad mind as a guide and abundant internal True Qi as a foundation for effective practice."

"Master, I am of a rigid nature and more suited to the Nurturing Self Swordplay. Therefore, I haven't put enough effort into the Xi Yi Swordplay. I can only teach you the mental techniques and sword moves. You will still need to work hard on your own in the future."

As he spoke, Yue Buqun began to demonstrate his swordsmanship in the morning sun, slowly executing Isshiki move of the Xi Yi Swordplay and verbally explaining the key principles of each move.

Shazo brandished his longsword, the sword light moving steadily, drawing soft arcs in the morning sun, revealing a faint elephant-like shape.

Like towering trees, like the chill of glaciers, like the swiftness of an antelope, like the fury of a volcano, like the wind of the desert—all sorts of strange phenomena converge and create a myriad of Myriad Phenomena.

Yue Buqun could no longer maintain his gentlemanly image and stared at his disciple in disbelief.

It's not surprising that Linghu Chong could memorize all twenty-four sword techniques after only seeing himself practice them once; he could do it even faster and better.

But to be able to master the Xi Yi Swordplay Technique with such awe-inspiring Sword Intent after only two practice sessions, surpassing Yue Buqun's 30 years of diligent study and practice, is truly astonishing.

Yue Buqun couldn't help but begin to doubt himself: How could he have failed to notice Talent even more exaggerated than Linghu Chong's? Had he been blind?