Chapter 23

After Feng Qingyang finished instructing Linghu Chong, he had him stand there to think, while he walked over to Bai Xiaosheng, took the long sword from his hand, and demonstrated the Hengshan Sect sword techniques.

When practicing the Jade Maiden Nineteen Swords, Feng Qingyang's sword techniques seemed simple, but were actually intricate and ever-changing, making them hard to fathom. However, when he demonstrated the Hengshan Sect sword techniques, only the basic routines remained, and the subsequent variations were gone. Yet, watching Feng Qingyang's Hengshan Sect sword techniques, Bai Xiaosheng found it incredibly satisfying. The complex and ever-changing Hengshan Sect sword techniques seemed to have become simple in Feng Qingyang's hands. Many of the feints and variations were omitted, leaving only the essence of the sword techniques, which enhanced their speed, agility, and transitions.

Gradually, a sense of enlightenment arose in Bai Xiaosheng's heart. He was now in the initial stage of learning sword techniques. Although his knowledge made him seem very capable, many things were still disjointed. In simple terms, he lacked the foundational basics. Feng Qingyang's demonstration of the sword techniques filled this gap, helping him understand how to proceed with his sword practice.

In essence, his problem was similar to Linghu Chong's, yet different. Both were on a path of simplifying the complex, but while Linghu Chong's simplicity encompassed the complexity, Bai Xiaosheng's simplicity was truly streamlined.

"Thank you, Senior Feng!" Bai Xiaosheng took the long sword, his face beaming with joy. On the other side, Linghu Chong also came to his senses, walked to Feng Qingyang, and bowed deeply, saying, "Disciple Linghu Chong thanks Senior Granduncle Feng for imparting his skills."

"Gratitude?" Feng Qingyang's face showed a half-smile, half-sneer. "Is it really gratitude? I doubt you will feel so grateful in the future."

His words left Linghu Chong puzzled, but Bai Xiaosheng understood his meaning. Feng Qingyang was a member of the Sword Sect, and Yue Buqun hated and feared him. If Linghu Chong became his disciple, Yue Buqun's thoughts would be obvious. At that time, would Linghu Chong still be grateful to Feng Qingyang? Yes, he would! If it were someone else, they might resent Feng Qingyang, but Linghu Chong would not. This had been proven, and it was what Bai Xiaosheng admired about Linghu Chong.

In simple terms, he, as a reincarnated person, lacked the broad-mindedness to encompass everything.

They say a dragon has a spot on its scales that, if touched, will surely lead to death. Is this really true? Whether in modern times or ancient times, there are very few people who exhibit such behavior. The heroes in these novels are all broad-minded individuals.

The Huashan Sect could be considered Linghu Chong's sore spot, and Ning Zhongze could also be considered his sore spot. Yet, during the battle at the dilapidated temple, the Sword Sect members greatly insulted Ning Zhongze, and Linghu Chong did not take their lives.

In modern times, this would certainly be despised and looked down upon, but in ancient times, some things cannot be viewed so simply.

Returning to the main point—after demonstrating their respective sword techniques, Feng Qingyang leaped and disappeared before their eyes. They looked at his vanished figure, feeling a sense of loss.

He truly was a master of sword techniques. If he could provide detailed guidance...

The two exchanged glances, sighed inwardly, and then focused on their recent insights. Their insights were different, but there were areas where they could learn from each other. For example, Linghu Chong, being at the stage of mixed sword techniques, could directly incorporate complexity into simplicity, but he still lacked the step of simplifying the complex. Therefore, Bai Xiaosheng's insights could make Linghu Chong's understanding of sword techniques more solid. Conversely, what Linghu Chong understood could enrich Bai Xiaosheng's knowledge, stimulating various hidden knowledge in his mind, making his thoughts more imaginative. When his thoughts and actions were in harmony, he would surely enter a higher realm than Linghu Chong—the realm of no technique!

In just three days, the two enthusiastically discussed sword techniques and martial arts, completely immersed in the world of sword techniques. In these three days, both made tremendous progress. Bai Xiaosheng's Hengshan Sect sword techniques had already been streamlined, though not yet mature, he had entered the basic level and would surely gain deeper insights over time.

What about Linghu Chong? This guy was truly a prodigy, worthy of being the protagonist. In just three days, he reached the great accomplishment of mixed sword techniques. The sword techniques he learned could be used freely, making it hard to discern their true nature.

Perhaps he could not yet reach Feng Qingyang's level of a single move encompassing a set of sword techniques, but Bai Xiaosheng believed that with diligent practice, it would not take more than two years for him to reach this level. Moreover, the old man Feng Qingyang might already be considering teaching him the Nine Swords of Dugu. Learning these, Linghu Chong could leap into the realm of no technique.

At that time, few would be his match in sword techniques!

One day, while meditating and practicing qi, Bai Xiaosheng suddenly got up at the designated time, his expression somewhat strange, but Linghu Chong, who was fully engrossed in meditation, did not notice.

Looking around, Bai Xiaosheng drew his long sword and left a message on the rock wall of Si Guo Cliff: "I have been here for many days, greatly missing the good wine below the mountain. Unwilling to part, I leave without farewell. I hope you do not worry."

He quietly and quickly descended Si Guo Cliff, leaped into the deep forest, and ran for a long time. After confirming that no one was around, he stopped. For safety, he stood behind a large tree, making it impossible for anyone to see him.

Suddenly, the faintly exposed clothing behind the trees disappeared, and Bai Xiaosheng vanished without a trace. Where did he go? This scene might seem familiar, like when he was initially pursued by Yu Canghai.

Indeed, Bai Xiaosheng entered the system.

Initially, he discovered the peculiarities behind the waterfall because he felt a mental clarity, as if water was flowing through his body. He had that feeling again just now.

He guessed that the stone room behind the waterfall could now be used.

Although he did not know the principle, Bai Xiaosheng chose to enter the system immediately to check.

In the system, Bai Xiaosheng left the wooden house and quickly walked to the waterfall. Without hesitation, he dove in. Behind the waterfall, there was a large stone door. He pushed it lightly, and it opened. Bai Xiaosheng entered, and the stone door closed behind him with a thud. On the stone door, there was a light bar that seemed to represent energy, with one-third of it glowing brightly.

Below the light bar, the four large characters "Smiling, Proud Wanderer" also shone brightly.

As Bai Xiaosheng stared at the four characters "Smiling, Proud Wanderer," they suddenly disappeared from the stone door, as if they had never been there. The energy in the light bar also instantly decreased by one-third, leaving only two-thirds glowing.

When he first came, it was the same, except that the four characters "Smiling, Proud Wanderer" suddenly appeared on the stone door. After he walked out, he entered the world of "Smiling, Proud Wanderer." Now, with the disappearance of "Smiling, Proud Wanderer," would he return to the mutated "Heavenly Dragon" world?

With a mix of anxiety, Bai Xiaosheng pushed open the stone door and slowly walked out of the stone room. With a thought, he left the system space, and the surroundings changed—bed, table, chair... It seemed to be a bedroom!

Looking around, Bai Xiaosheng's face lit up with joy. It was an inn, the inn where he had initially stayed.

"I'm back, I'm back!"

Excited, Bai Xiaosheng could not contain himself and shouted. However, his shout startled the people outside, especially the inn staff. This room was supposed to be empty, so the sudden sound indicated a thief.

After a series of loud noises, the door was pushed open, and a few attendants with sticks entered, but there was no one in the room. Only the open window told them that someone had indeed been there.

After venting a few words, Bai Xiaosheng realized something was wrong and decisively jumped out the window and ran away. He did not want to be mistaken for a thief.

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