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"it is good."

Lu Chengfeng slowly stood up, looked down at the four young men in front of him, his eyes seemingly reflecting four sparks of fire!

It's as if I can see them one day igniting a raging fire in this earthly land, illuminating the way forward!

He slowly handed over the long sword in his hand, his expression solemn and dignified, his voice resounding and deep, echoing throughout the cave.

"And, take up your sword!"

As soon as the words fell, Chen Yuan and the others felt their souls shake violently!

The sound was like a resounding bell, making their blood boil and their expressions become even more excited.

The four of them stretched out their hands and took the long sword from Lu Chengfeng's hand.

It was a bronze longsword, and the matching scabbard was also made of bronze, engraved with strange cloud patterns, exuding a faint ancient aura.

The four men each held onto a part of their swords, their expressions solemn, and even their breathing became lighter.

Lu Chengfeng looked at the four of them, a slight smile playing on his lips, a hint of relief flashing in his eyes—it was as if he had finally seen the ideals he had upheld throughout his life passed on to someone, and most of the pent-up frustration in his heart dissipated, leaving him feeling extremely pleased.

"Even if I were to die now, I would have no regrets."

Lu Chengfeng silently chanted in his heart, and a trickle of scarlet blood suddenly spilled from the corner of his mouth.

He immediately turned around, afraid that the four little ones would see his appearance and cause him unnecessary worry.

Suddenly, he noticed that the big black horse outside the cave had not run away, but was instead coming over and licking the wild grass at his feet with a fawning expression.

Lu Chengfeng's gaze narrowed slightly, and he couldn't help but pat the head of the big black horse, saying in a deep voice, "Next, I will teach you four Heavenly Light Dao Techniques, as well as the Heavenly Light Demon-Slaying Technique."

He spoke without turning around, his tone solemn: "You four, listen carefully."

Chen Yuan was completely taken aback, and he was filled with doubt:

Holy crap, Uncle Lu had been hiding something all along!

That old man!

He couldn't help feeling a little frustrated—he had originally thought that the Dragon Binding and Slaughtering Technique and the Xuanhuang Righteous Qi Technique he had learned were Lu Chengfeng's trump cards!

I never expected there to be an even more powerful technique!

"Heavenly Light Daoist Technique? Heavenly Light Demon-Slaying Technique?"

A fierce light ignited in Chen Zhaoning's eyes as she excitedly asked, "Could it be the supreme cultivation technique and sword skill created by that Purple Mansion True Person in the legendary Sword-Wielding Society? The kind specifically designed to counter demons and evil spirits?"

Lu Chengfeng paused, but didn't turn around. After a long silence, his voice became hoarse again: "As expected of the eldest daughter of the Chen family, you even know about such a secret matter."

Chen Zhaoning became even more excited, her beautiful eyes sparkling with excitement: "Of course!"

That Purple Mansion True Person was an exceptionally talented individual, whose influence shook the Great Xiang Empire, unmatched by anyone!

"But the Great Xiang Empire is too despicable. They've sent countless True Lords, determined to annihilate this monster of our human race and shatter our hopes!"

At this point, Chen Zhaoning clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and his eyes were filled with resentment.

"............."

Lu Chengfeng fell into a long silence. An indescribable sense of helplessness and sadness permeated his body, making the atmosphere in the cave instantly oppressive. Everyone subconsciously held their breath.

Finally, Lu Chengfeng sighed deeply and said in a low voice, "It's a pity that few people were able to cultivate the Heavenly Light Demon Slaying Technique to the point of perfection later on."

Why?

Chen Yuan couldn't help but ask, his eyes full of doubt.

Chen Zhaoning turned to look at him, lowering her voice slightly: "Because cultivating the Heavenly Light Dao Technique requires absorbing the power of sunlight, moonlight, and starlight, using the power of these three lights to vanquish all evil in the world!"

"But now the power of the sun, moon, and stars has been corrupted by evil energy. To cultivate the Heavenly Light Dao Technique, one must spend a great deal of time purifying the power before possessing pure Heavenly Light power..."

At this point, Chen Zhaoning's gaze fell on Chen Yuan, her voice grew softer and softer, but her eyes were filled with turbulent emotions!

A shocking idea quietly rose in her mind.

"No...no way?"

Chen Zhaoning stared intently at Chen Yuan, her expression gradually shifting from shock and disbelief to intense anticipation.

Lu Chengfeng also looked at Chen Yuan, and surprisingly, he showed the same expectation as Chen Zhaoning.

Chen Yuan, "......."

"Okay, let's begin."

Lu Chengfeng withdrew his gaze and spoke in a hoarse voice.

Next, he endured the corrosive effects of the evil energy within his body and began to teach the four the Heavenly Light Daoist Technique, as well as the incantation and mental cultivation method of the Heavenly Light Demon-Slaying Technique.

They were all completely focused, listening attentively and memorizing the words, not daring to slack off in the slightest, and soon immersed themselves in cultivation.

Even Li Wei, who is usually a bit impulsive, was extremely excited at this moment and couldn't help but shout:

"Hahaha, I can finally start cultivating seriously! I, Li Wei, am about to rise!"

"All demons and monsters, tremble before me!"

Your Grandpa Li Wei is about to rise up!

"Haha, Little Nuomi is going to rise up too! All you evil villains, just wait and see!"

Nuomi also raised her little fist, cooperating with a fierce yet cute expression, her little face full of seriousness.

Looking at the two of them, Chen Yuan rolled his eyes helplessly, but a warm feeling also welled up in his heart.

Li Weixiong sat cross-legged with a proud and confident air, concentrating on his cultivation.

Even Nuomi was huffing and puffing, imitating everyone's postures, her little face turning red, not daring to slack off at all.

The large black horse outside the cave seemed to be infected by the sound, and it reared up and neighed loudly, its voice shaking the mountains and forests, as if it wanted to join the group in crushing this chaotic world!

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The next day, Lu Chengfeng, still leading four men, continued their escape towards Tianqing County.

During the day, they trekked through mountains and rivers, evading the evil spirits along the way and the pursuers of the Great Xiang Empire.

That evening, Lu Chengfeng devoted all his energy to teaching the four people cultivation and correcting the flaws in their techniques.

With expert guidance, even Chen Yuan made rapid progress. The magical power within his body circulated wildly, constantly tempering his physical body and strengthening his power.

Not long after, he successfully broke through and entered the early stage of the Dharma Body Realm.

Chen Zhaoning stared in disbelief, as if he had seen a ghost... This breakthrough speed is just too outrageous!

Lu Chengfeng was even more shocked, but he was always expressionless, and his "dead face" remained unchanged, with only a trace of emotion flashing deep in his eyes.

As time passed and he watched the four little ones improve day by day, Lu Chengfeng's tense heart gradually calmed down.

But his face grew paler and paler, and his body became weaker and weaker. He no longer walked steadily, and his steps were often unsteady.

"Fortunately, Nuomi finally has friends, and I have also left a spark for the Sword-Wielding Society. Even if I die now, I will have no regrets."

Looking at the four little ones who were focused on their cultivation, Lu Chengfeng felt gratified, but his face remained pale and his lips were stiff, making it difficult to show a smile.

He could no longer laugh smoothly, and even speaking a complete sentence had become difficult.

He forcefully suppressed the bloodlust within him.

But he knew that the more he suppressed the enemy, the stronger and more fierce the counterattack would be in the future, making it difficult to resist.

Another ten days or so passed.

That morning, Chen Yuan slowly woke up from his cultivation.

He looked up and saw Lu Chengfeng with disheveled hair, his burly body leaning against the cave wall, clearly having guarded them all night.

That pale face was full of exhaustion, and a soft spot in Chen Yuan's heart was gently touched, causing a pang of sadness.

He took a deep breath and looked at his childhood friend Li Wei beside him, as well as his close friends Chen Zhaoning and Nuomi whom he had met in this chaotic world. A firm belief arose in his heart.

"No matter what, we must live on, live until the day is bright and clear, until spring arrives and flowers bloom..."

Chen Yuan spoke in a low voice, slowly stood up, and subconsciously gripped the iron spikes and kitchen knife at his waist.

"Well said...well said."

Lu Chengfeng slowly opened his eyes, his scarlet eyes looking at Chen Yuan, and a hoarse and intermittent voice came from his pale and chapped lips.

He then shook his head violently, which was almost out of control, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Chen Yuan's handsome yet resolute face, and his throat moved.

After a long while, he managed to speak again:

"You... need... real... combat experience."

Real-world application!

Chen Yuan's gaze sharpened, and a thought flashed through his mind!

Real combat?

He had already experienced several life-or-death battles, so he was no stranger to them.

But where does Uncle Lu want them to go for real combat?

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