ninety thousand miles

Chapter 431 Sword Island
After Li Chuan walked out of the main hall, he felt a little uncomfortable. In the last few times, the old palace master would just wave his hand and return to his residence in the blink of an eye.

He looked around and found the direction. Just as he was about to step out, he felt a familiar wind blowing on his body. The scenery in front of him changed rapidly. The next moment, he was standing next to the old pear tree in the front yard, staring at Gong Er, who was squatting on the stone table, pecking at a scroll.

The two spoke almost at the same time.

Li Chuan asked: "You've come out of quarantine again?"

Gong Er asked: "Brother, why are you so elusive lately?"

Gong Er answered Li Chuan's question first, saying, "I have reached a bottleneck, so I went to the library to borrow a notebook and am studying now."

"Oh, the old palace master just sent me back," Li Chuan said, and then he thought of Pang San. He asked, "Where is my third brother? Is he still in seclusion?"

Gong Er replied: "I didn't meet him, he should still be in seclusion." Then he waved his wings and said: "Brother, please don't bother me, I want to finish reading it today."

"Look, I'm going to go back and rest for a while." Li Chuan said, and walked into the house.

"Wait, big brother," Gong Er called Li Chuan again, "Do you know when Senior Brother Wen will come out? I have some questions to ask him."

"He was seriously injured and was delayed for a long time. He will probably have to soak in the quiet pool for a while." Li Chuan said calmly.

Gong Er listened, sighed and said: "A few days ago, I spent 20 contribution points to seek advice from another cultivator, but after he found out that I was practicing the Chu Yang Pu, he returned the contribution points to me. I asked several people in a row, and it was the same. It seems that I can only wait for Senior Brother Wen to come out of retreat."

"Then just wait and practice something else first." Li Chuan said.

"This is the only way," Gong Er waved his wings weakly at Li Chuan twice, "Go quickly and stop bothering me."

"Okay, okay..." Li Chuan walked back to the room quickly, and after sitting in the study for a while, he took out the two jade slips Yao Shuang gave him. He knew that this thing probably needed to be read with divine consciousness. He had some experience with this, and after lighting the lamp, he continued to look at it with candlelight, and seemed to see something vaguely, and at the same time a wave of fatigue and hunger came up.

So he immediately got out of the state.

Let's take a few days off before going to look at these two jade slips. Li Chuan glanced out the window, and Gong Er was gone. He suddenly missed his broken pot very much, and wanted to quickly take the "full moon" out of the pot, fry an egg, cook a bowl of plain noodles, eat it hot, and go to sleep.

He sighed, threw a fasting pill into his mouth, then lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

In the next few days, Li Chuan stayed in the house, asking the servants outside to find and bring in whatever he wanted to eat, drink, and use. After two days of living like this, he wanted to go out for a walk, but before he even left the house, someone came to his door.

The one who came to see him was Mu Ling.

Mu Ling looked at Li Chuan's courtyard with great envy, and said, "Although the place where I live is also a private house, there is no scenery. The disciples who come and go only have cultivation in their minds, so I am forced to practice day and night. Alas, fortunately, I am a disciple of Lingchuan Sect. When I learn the sword formation well, I can go back."

Li Chuan said: "Isn't Lingchuan Sect like this?"

Mu Ling said, "It's different. The Four Gods Palace is actually more tolerant. Apart from the sect rules, there are no restrictions. It's not like the Xuanyue Sect, which has all kinds of rules and regulations. However, there are too many disciples with outstanding talents in the Four Gods Palace. It's difficult to stand out just by relying on talent. If you want to make progress, you can only work harder."

"And Senior Brother Wen." Mu Ling mentioned Wen Guying.

"What's wrong with Master Wen?" Li Chuan asked.

"He is the benchmark. With him standing there, who dares to relax?" Mu Ling said.

"I see." Li Chuan said. "My talent is actually not bad," Mu Ling said, "I feel like I have figured out some tricks in the sword formation these days."

"So fast?" Li Chuan was surprised.

"It's okay, do you want to come and take a look?" Mu Ling asked.

"Can I see this?" Li Chuan asked.

"Sure, you just need to stay in the defensive formation and don't come out. I'll show you what Ten Thousand Swords Open the Heaven's Gate means," Mu Ling added, "I can only control twenty-seven swords now, but the effect is almost the same."

Li Chuan felt that the difference was too great. He suddenly thought of something and asked, "Brother Mu, do you know "Chu Yang Pu"?

Mu Ling said, "I know. It was created by Gu Daoren from the Four Gods Palace. How come someone has mastered it recently?"

"Is it difficult to practice?" Li Chuan understood the implication of Mu Ling's words.

"Of course it's difficult. The Chu Yang Manual is a mid-level sword manual, even close to the top level, but it doesn't have any requirements for the cultivator's talent, comprehension, aptitude, or even background. The only requirement is to be able to practice."

"Continue practicing?" Li Chuan didn't quite understand.

Mu Ling replied: "After getting started, I felt that no matter how I practiced, it was not right. Although I knew I had to keep practicing,... the more I practiced, the more I regressed. And I heard that there was no end in sight for this regression... For a mid-level technique, even an outer disciple in a serious sect would spend decades or even hundreds of years to choose a suitable one. Why bother to stick to this one?"

Li Chuan understood, and asked: "Do you know if anyone has mastered it before?"

Mu Ling shook his head and said, "No, I only heard of some stubborn people crying and practicing other techniques again." He looked at Li Chuan and asked, "Who is practicing the Chu Yang Pu? Are you practicing it?"

"It's not me," Li Chuan denied, saying, "It's my second and third brothers."

"Those two little demons?" Mu Ling asked.

"It's them. Master Wen taught them." Li Chuan said.

Hearing the words "Daoist Master Wen", Mu Ling swallowed what he was about to say. He said, "If they can succeed, maybe there really is a way. Since Senior Brother Wen is optimistic about them, he must think that they have extraordinary character and can make it through."

After chatting for a while, Mu Ling took Li Chuan to eat. After dinner, Mu Ling took Li Chuan to watch him practice sword.

He took Li Chuan to Elder Mi's cave.

Elder Mi looked to be in his early twenties. He was a little surprised to see Mu Ling bringing people with him. After learning about Li Chuan's identity, he exchanged a few polite words and then led them to the depths of the cave.

Li Chuan only knew that they passed through layers of corridors with various swords hanging above them. When they reached the end of the corridor, he felt that the place he stepped on was different from before, and he felt a burst of brightness. When he looked around, he realized that they had unknowingly walked onto a floating island.

Li Chuan felt that the ground under his feet was very hard. There were various patterns carved on the ground and swords were inserted in all directions.

Elder Mi said to Mu Ling, "Just practice again as you said yesterday."

Then he pointed to a semicircle in front of him and said to Li Chuan: "Just stand in it, and the sword will fly around you."

(End of this chapter)