Having studied for a hundred years, why do you call me the Martial Saint?

Looking at the first move, Gu Shuxian suddenly remembered that Elder Feng had once said that he came from a very, very high place. This move probably reflects that point in time.

But no one knew exactly how high that place was, so much so that this sword strike contained not a trace of human warmth, but only an almost aloof indifference.

And this second move...

Gu Shuxian recalled what Elder Feng had once said: his fellow disciples spent their entire lives revolving around one thing, and this second move probably reflected that point in time.

The second move is called Breaking Through the Clouds and Mist. It lacks the previous aloofness and composure, and is instead filled with confusion and bewilderment. However, the sword movements are chaotic yet stubborn. Upon closer observation, one will find that it is a move that reflects one's true self and dispels confusion.

The third move is "Return to the World," and the fourth move is "Observe the Mountains and Seas." The sword intent changes once again. The aloofness and solitude disappear, and the confusion and stubbornness are gone. In their place is a simple, open, and majestic atmosphere.

Gradually, one develops a profound sense of grandeur, encompassing majestic mountains, vast oceans, and the entire world.

The fifth move, Encountering All Beings… Gu Shuxian’s eyelids twitched.

This sword strike was able to mimic the opponent's sword moves!

It can even incorporate the opponent's sword intent, sword momentum, and sword path into its own sword, and defeat the opponent with the opponent's sword!

It is extremely mysterious.

The sixth technique, "All Things Become One," is even more profound.

Forget sword techniques, there isn't even a sword left.

All things return to one, and the way of the sword is simple.

The sword disappeared, but it is hidden in everything.

Gu Shuxian suddenly understood why none of Feng Lao's disciples had learned this sword technique.

Other sword techniques range from beginner to expert.

It will teach you how to climb step by step, how to become a master, and even how to become the best in the world!

It's giving you a path, a path to the summit!

But this sword technique is different.

It teaches someone standing at the top how to descend from the clouds to the mundane world.

So here's the question...

"How do we get up there?"

Gu Shuxian couldn't help but complain.

Your boss needs to tell people how to get up that mountain first, right?

Ninety-nine percent of swordsmen linger on the mountainside or even at the bottom.

As a result, Feng Lao opened a course that taught you how to walk down from the mountaintop.

God!

"No wonder he can't learn any of them..."

Gu Shuxian was speechless.

To master the first sword technique, "Ascending to the Clouds," one must truly reach the summit. Those who haven't actually stood at that height simply cannot comprehend the essence of this sword technique.

Even if you force yourself to practice, you can probably only achieve a minor level of proficiency, or even just have a hollow shell.

If even the first sword strike is this difficult, let alone the ones afterward.

Gu Shuxian shook his head.

Besides the artistic conception of these six forms, he also noticed something else: this sword technique is a Hunyuan Gongfa (Primordial Chaos Technique).

The concept of "Hun Yuan" means that one can use any internal energy without being restricted by the five elements. This is quite lucky, considering that the sect's internal energy is Zi Xia. If the sword technique were also Zi Xia, it would be a bit troublesome for me.

But new problems arose.

At my current Qi Refining Realm cultivation level, it seems I can't withstand this sword technique.

Gu Shuxian suspected that it would require reaching the True Essence Realm, or even the Great Perfection of the True Essence Realm, or even higher...

Only then can one freely use this sword technique.

Forcing it could potentially damage your body.

"However, it's incredible that Master Feng's life's work could be hailed as a remarkable book..."

Gu Shuxian sighed, but then felt it was only natural.

Books are written by people.

Sword Master Yang Qingfeng was already regarded as the number one swordsman in the martial arts world, and he was bound to leave a milestone in history. It is not surprising that his life's work was regarded as a rare book.

"If we look at the lifelong learning of other legendary figures, could we also..."

Gu Shuxian shook his head as soon as the thought crossed his mind.

difficult!

Legendary figures are not people you can meet easily, let alone see their life's work.

Let alone outsiders, even apprentices may not be able to receive the true teachings.

I can only say that I was lucky to meet Elder Feng, or that Elder Feng needed a listener and I just happened to be there.

Such an opportunity is rare and hard to come by.

Gu Shuxian lay on his bunk, his thoughts wandering.

But now that he knows Elder Feng's identity, how should he face him in the future?

Like before, pretend you don't know?

still is……

He thought about it for a long time, but still couldn't come up with a solution.

"Never mind, I'll go check the library tomorrow."

Gu Shuxian closed her eyes.

Regardless, he had to go and meet them.

……

the next day.

Gu Shuxian walked along the mountain path. It had snowed last night, and now everything was covered in a blanket of white.

He felt a little uneasy, but more than that, he had an indescribable feeling.

The old locust tree is still there.

The deck chair under the tree is still there.

But there was no one there.

Gu Shuxian stood at the door for a moment, took a deep breath, and pushed the door open to enter.

The room was dimly lit, and a thin layer of dust had settled on the bookshelves.

A middle-aged stranger was sitting in a chair, flipping through something.

Gu Shuxian paused for a moment, then stepped forward and tentatively asked, "Excuse me, where is that elderly person from before?"

The middle-aged man looked up, frowning at him: "What old man?"

"It's that old gentleman who's always been guarding the library, his surname is Feng..."

"have no idea."

The middle-aged man interrupted him, his tone somewhat impatient, "I'm the newly transferred manager, I don't know anything about what happened before."

Gu Shuxian opened his mouth, but still didn't say anything.

That's true. Old Feng came here to finish writing that booklet. Now that he's done, he'll naturally leave.

As for where they went...

he does not know.

Perhaps he'll return to the inner sect, perhaps he'll descend the mountain to wander, perhaps he'll find a place to stay, perhaps...

The middle-aged man frowned when he saw him standing still and said:

"Are you the handyman who came to deliver charcoal? Just leave after you're done. Is there anything else?"

"Um... I'd like to borrow a few books."

Gu Shuxian snapped out of his daze and said.

"Borrowing books?" The middle-aged man sized him up, his face turning serious. "The library isn't open to handymen disciples. Don't you know the rules?"

Gu Shuxian remained silent for a moment.

He cupped his hands in a respectful gesture, then turned and left.

It started snowing again outside, I don't know when.

Fine snowflakes fell on the withered branches of the old locust tree, on the empty recliner, and on his shoulder.

Gu Shuxian stood in the snow for a while.

Then he wrapped his coarse linen clothes around himself and walked down the mountain.

……

A few days later.

Shen Jianyi, carrying a wine jar, walked unsteadily along the mountain path.

The snow has stopped, but there are still some remnants on the ground, which crunch underfoot.

Shen Jianyi took a big gulp of wine.

He wondered if the mannequin he had encountered in the woods was just a hallucination.

When he returned and told his fellow disciples about it, they all looked at him as if he had been drinking himself into a stupor.

Tell him to drink less, not to be so depressed, and to go back to being the Shen Jianyi he used to be.

Their disappointed looks stung him; he had never seen anyone look at him like that before.

"You won't let me drink, but I'll drink anyway!"

Shen Jianyi picked up the wine jar in a fit of pique and gulped down several more mouthfuls.