The world of martial arts, the immortal swordsman in the mortal realm.

Chapter 67, Episode 82: The Celestial Sword Descends Upon The Smiling, Proud Wanderer [Requesting Monthly Tickets!]

This time, when he initiated time travel in the main world, the Zhuxian Sword Intent actually gave Lu Chen a choice between two options.

One option is to go to the world of Legend of the Condor Heroes.

Secondly, go to the new world—because "Sword II" has been unlocked, there is now one more world that can be traveled through.

Seeing the options of a new world.

Lu Chen's heart stirred:
How much time has passed in the world of The Legend of the Condor Heroes?

The intent of the Zhuxian Sword is not a weapon spirit.

Although his execution ability was outstanding, his intelligence was very mechanical and rigid, so it took quite a while before he received a vague message.

After careful contemplation, Lu Chen finally understood the mystery of the Zhuxian Sword Intent traversing time and space and the flow of time in various realms.

The currents of time are actually like rivers that flow independently and are not related to each other; they go their own way and there is no comparison between them.

The reason why only one day had passed in the main world when Lu Chen returned after spending half a year in the Legend of the Condor Heroes world was because Lu Chen was born and raised in the main world in this life, and the main world has some kind of "special" existence, which is why this phenomenon occurred.

However, when Lu Chen is in the main world, the flow of time in each realm will go its own way and will not interfere with each other.

So he spent a few days playing with Rong'er in the main world, and only a few days passed in the world of Legend of the Condor Heroes.

In that case, Lu Chen should consult Rong'er's opinion.

"A new world?" Rong'er's eyes lit up. "Is it fun?"

"I don't know," Lu Chen answered truthfully. "The new world should also be an 'ancient' world with martial arts, without as many novelties as my world."

According to the information provided by the Sword Intent of Immortal Execution, the new world's energy level is similar to that of the Legend of the Condor Heroes world, and it's also a suitable world for sword practice. Lu Chen is confident he can safely explore such a world with Rong'er.

"Then I'm going too."

Huang Rong clung tightly to Lu Chen's arm and said with a grin:

"I've only been out for a few days, and I haven't had enough fun yet."

So, while the garrison command sent helicopters and armored vehicles to Lu Chen's house only to find it empty, and countless people were busy retrieving surveillance footage from the city that had been repeatedly damaged by gangs and riddled with loopholes, desperately trying to find Lu Chen and Huang Rong's whereabouts.

Lu Chen and Huang Rong have begun their journey in the new world.

……

Deep in Zhongtiao Mountain.

Snow and wind swept across the sky.

Wearing a straw raincoat and bamboo hat, with a long sword at his waist, and carrying a sika deer on his back, Feng Buping braved the heavy snow and headed towards his dwelling.

As they were walking, two figures suddenly appeared in front of them.

At first, Feng Buping thought that his two junior brothers, Cheng Buyou and Cong Buqi, had come to greet him.

But upon closer inspection, one could see two figures in the wind and snow, clearly a young man and woman dressed in strange attire.

Without an umbrella or wearing a straw hat or raincoat, the two of them braved the wind and snow and walked towards each other.

Feng Buping was surprised.

It was snowing heavily, and we were deep in the mountains and forests. Where did these two young men and women come from?

The young girl, in particular, had delicate, snow-white skin and was extremely beautiful; she was clearly the daughter of a wealthy family.

The young lady and her bodyguard?

Did you get lost while hiking in the mountains?
Just as he was guessing, he saw the girl give him a sweet smile and greet him in a cheerful voice:

"Hello, sir. We've gotten lost while hiking in the mountains. Could you please give us directions?"

As an old swordsman who has lived in seclusion in the deep mountains and forests for more than ten years, he has devoted himself to practicing swordsmanship and only wants to regain the position of Huashan Sect Leader and restore Huashan's prestige.

Feng Buping was not good at dealing with women.

He found both old women and little girls troublesome.

However, the girl's smile was so radiant that it seemed to dispel the falling snow.

His words were so pleasant to hear that even Feng Buping, who considered himself to have an icy heart and be cold and ruthless, couldn't help but be moved by them.

If I hadn't secluded myself in the mountains, but instead married a woman and had a daughter, I'd probably be around this age by now, right?

With my looks...

Forget it, even if I find a beautiful wife, I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to give birth to such a lovely daughter.

With these jumbled thoughts flashing through his mind, a slightly stiff smile appeared on Feng Buping's cold, hard face:

"You two kids, what are you doing in these mountains during this heavy snow? Where are your parents?"

Although his smile was stiff, there was a rare hint of concern in Feng Buping's words.

"We came out to play by ourselves, without our family members. We chased a deer into the mountains, and then it suddenly started snowing heavily. We wandered around in the mountains for ages before we realized we were lost!"

Huang Rong smiled sweetly and said to Feng Buping:
"Uncle, could you show us the way out of the mountains?"

Feng Buping shook his head:

“You’ve gone the wrong way and are heading deep into the mountains. It’s a 20 or 30-mile walk to get out of here. The mountain road is winding and the wind and snow are so heavy. Even if I give you directions, you’ll probably still get lost.”

He looked up at the sky:
"This snow probably won't stop for a day or two. If we're unlucky, it might snow for several days. When the heavy snow closes the mountain roads, we won't be able to travel on them."

Looking again at the incomparably beautiful girl who instantly evoked joy in anyone's heart, and then at the tall, handsome young man beside her, Feng Buping said:
"Come with me. Let's rest at my place first. Once the snowstorm stops, I'll have my junior brother escort you out of the mountain."

"Oh, thank you so much, Uncle!" Huang Rong said with a sweet smile and a crisp voice.

Lu Chen stepped forward to take the sika deer from Feng Buping's hand:
"Uncle, let me do it."

Feng Buping was satisfied with the boy's politeness, but he had no intention of carrying the boy's load.

Although the boy was tall and had a large frame, he might not be able to carry such a large sika deer on a slippery, snowy road.

However, before he could refuse, he felt a lightness on his shoulder. The boy had actually picked up the sika deer with one hand, carried it steadily on his shoulder, and followed Feng Buping steadily, seemingly without any effort.

"You know martial arts?"

Feng Buping asked.

Lu Chen smiled:
"I know a little. Otherwise, I wouldn't dare to take a girl into the mountains and wander around."

Feng Buping nodded knowingly, then looked at the girl's footprints in the snow and realized that she seemed to also possess light-footed skills.

He didn't think that the two young men and women were there to harm him and his junior brother.

The two were far too young; one looked to be eighteen or nineteen, and the other was probably not even sixteen yet.

How much kung fu could two little kids like these have?
They were probably just two rich kids, young and fearless, who, relying on their knowledge of martial arts, recklessly went into the mountains to play, only to get lost in the snowstorm.

Huang Rong's appearance and temperament were so good, her smile was sweet, and her voice was beautiful that even a cold and hard swordsman like Feng Buping could not be wary of her.

Although Lu Chen didn't have Huang Rong's affability, he was still quite good-looking. Feng Buping felt that he couldn't give birth to a daughter as cute as Huang Rong, but he could probably give birth to a handsome and dashing son like Lu Chen.

As they were walking, a few snowflakes landed on the girl's neck. The girl instinctively shrank back, and Feng Buping couldn't help but take off his bamboo hat and put it on the girl's head.

Looking at the young man, who was silently carrying the deer with snow on his head and neck, she took off her raincoat and draped it over his back.

"Thank you, uncle!"

Huang Rong thanked her sweetly.

Lu Chen also expressed his gratitude. Feng Buping, wearing a thin cotton coat, walked unhurriedly against the wind and snow, one hand on his sword, asking:
What are the names of the two little babies?

Huang Rong smiled and said, "My name is Huang Rong, and this is my brother Lu Chen."

One is surnamed Huang, and the other is surnamed Lu, but they call each other "brother" and "sister," so they must be a couple in love.
The girl is pretty and cute, and the boy is tall and handsome; they are a good match.

A smile appeared in Feng Buping's eyes.

Looking at Lu Chen and Huang Rong again, he felt that their strange clothes were not so eye-catching anymore—when he was young, he had been to Jiangnan and had seen "clothing demons" in Jinling. These were young men dressed in women's clothing, wearing rouge and flowers, and dressed up more beautifully than women.

Although the clothes worn by the two children were a bit strange, they were still more pleasing to the eye than the "demon clothes," and they even seemed to be quite convenient for them to move around in.
Just then, Huang Rong asked in a clear voice:

"What's your name, sir?"

Feng Buping said calmly:

"My surname is Feng. Feng Buping."

Huang Rong smiled and said:

"So it's Uncle Feng. Is Uncle Feng a swordsman?"

Upon hearing this name, Lu Chen couldn't help but glance at the long sword hanging at his waist.

Feng Buping seems to be a swordsman from the Huashan Sword Sect in The Smiling, Proud Wanderer.

He has a unique skill called "108 Styles of Gale Swift Sword".
So this world is a world of laughter and triumph?
Lu Chen suddenly had a lot of expectations for this new world.

He has already met one of the prerequisites for unlocking "Swordsman 3", but "Swordsman 4" requires eight new sword techniques, and he has only managed to collect two so far.

As for "Sword Five," it requires sixteen new sword techniques. "Sword Six" requires thirty-two, and "Sword Seven" requires sixty-four...

The further you progress, the more sword techniques you need to unlock "Zhu Xian Sword Intent".

Therefore, even though he hasn't unlocked "JX3" yet, he must start planning ahead for the long term.

In addition, to comprehend the "Sword Mark Two," he also needs to come into contact with a large number of sword techniques, using other people's experiences to hone his understanding of the principles of "strength and softness, lightness and heaviness, and emptiness and fullness."

To unlock "JX3", there are two prerequisites: mastering four new sword techniques, which he has already achieved ahead of time.

The second condition is to create a killing move with power comparable to "Sword One" based on the changes in hardness and softness, lightness and heaviness, and emptiness and fullness.

Once the killing move is created, regardless of whether one has fully grasped the mysteries of hardness and softness, lightness and heaviness, illusion and reality, or even the more profound mysteries of life and death, yin and yang, one can unlock "JX3".

Therefore, Lu Chen's thirst for swordsmanship was truly extraordinary.

The Swordsman may not have much else, but it has a wide variety of sword techniques.

The Five Mountains Sword Sects each have several sword techniques.

Other martial arts sects also generally have sword techniques.

Many wandering swordsmen also possess exceptional sword skills.

In short, Laughing at the World is an absolute treasure trove of swordsmanship.

With his current martial arts skills, he is just enough to use in the world of Swordsman.

While he was pondering, Feng Buping and Huang Rong were still chatting, asking and answering questions.

"Uncle Feng, do you live in the mountains?"

"Ah."

"Practicing swordsmanship in seclusion in the mountains?"

"good."

"The uncle's swordsmanship must be very good."

A hint of pride appeared on Feng Buping's face:
"Not bad. The little girl knows swordsmanship too?"

"I know a little," Huang Rong said with a modest smile. "My brother Lu Chen's swordsmanship is quite good."

Feng Buping smiled but didn't take her words to heart—a true swordsman never leaves his sword. Lu Chen, a little kid, doesn't even carry a sword when he goes into the mountains. How does he look like a swordsman?

Besides, at Lu Chen's age, even if he has some martial arts skills and knows a few sword techniques, how skilled can he be?
"Uncle Feng, if there's a chance, could I ask you for some pointers on swordsmanship?"

Feng Buping glanced at Lu Chen, noticing his broad shoulders, long legs, and large arms and hands; his physique suggested he might be a promising swordsman. He then said casually:
"If you become my disciple, I can teach you swordsmanship."

Feng Buping and his two junior brothers, Cheng Buyou and Cong Buqi, have been practicing swordsmanship in seclusion in Zhongtiao Mountain for more than ten years, with the sole aim of regaining the leadership of Huashan Sect and restoring its prestige. To date, they have not accepted any disciples.

He originally planned to take back the Huashan Sect and then recruit more disciples to teach swordsmanship, but today he really liked the two little kids and actually had the idea of ​​taking them as disciples.

"Alas, what a pity, we've already taken on a master..."

Huang Rong looked regretful.

Feng Buping smiled:

"Then there's no way."

As he spoke, he even seemed to feel a slight sense of regret, which showed just how much he liked the young couple.

Well, it's mainly because Huang Rong is so likable; Lu Chen is just a side effect.

As they walked and talked, two figures suddenly appeared in the wind and snow ahead, one tall and one short, one thin and one strong, forming a stark contrast.

Feng Buping squinted and looked over; this time, he was certain that it was his two junior brothers who had come.

The tall and thin one is Cong Buqi, and the short and stocky one is Cheng Buyou.

Two elderly men in their fifties, with gray beards, walked briskly towards us, swords in hand, calling out from afar:

"Senior brother, we've come to pick you up!"

Seeing the two junior brothers, Feng Buping couldn't help but smile again.

Since the internal strife at Mount Hua, the Sword Sect was almost wiped out, leaving only him, Cheng Buyou, and Cong Buqi, the three of them have supported each other and never abandoned each other for many years. Their brotherhood is even deeper than that of blood brothers.

"Junior Brother Cheng, Junior Brother Cong!"

Feng Buping also called out loudly.

The short and stocky Cheng Buyou and the tall and thin Cong Buqi hurried over, and when they saw Lu Chen and Huang Rong dressed in strange clothes, a look of surprise flashed in their eyes.

The impatient Cheng Buyou immediately asked:
"Senior brother, who are these two kids? Why are they walking with you?"

Feng Buping smiled:

"Two reckless children, relying on their kung fu skills, ventured into the mountains and got lost in the snowstorm. Let's take them to our lodgings to rest for a while, and once the snowstorm stops, we'll escort them out of the mountains."

Cheng Buyou and Cong Buqi had no objection to their senior brother's decision.

In addition, Huang Rong was indeed likable. She greeted them warmly upon meeting them and, after asking their names, addressed them affectionately as Uncle Cheng and Uncle Cong. This made the two old men, who had accumulated countless bitter and gloomy feelings deep in their hearts, unable to help but smile.

Then, just like Feng Buping, they also found Lu Chen, who was taciturn but had a decent appearance and seemed reliable and hardworking, quite pleasing to the eye.

The group chatted and talked, and after a while, they arrived at the foot of a cliff.

Below the cliff was a small flat area with a row of wooden houses standing on it. To the left and right of the houses, there were vegetable plots and chicken coops. It was clear that Feng Buping and his two companions, the three great swordsmen, usually grew their own vegetables and raised chickens.

It feels very down-to-earth.

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