Chapter 95

You must know that Nangong Mu, who has now become a Xiantian Martial Ancestor, is absolutely a genius in martial arts. When Chen Dasheng said he could master the Ascending Dragon Fist in a week, Nangong Mu still had some doubts. Now, Chen Dasheng had merely watched the Lingxiao Nineteen Swords once, and even that was a half-baked demonstration by Nangong Zixuan, without any sword manual or guidance from a master, yet he managed to learn it so easily. Could this still be described as just a genius?

The three people in front of him were all stunned, including Nangong Zixuan, who looked at Chen Dasheng with shock. How intricate this sword technique was, she knew very well, but the fact was right before her eyes, and she couldn't help but believe it.

"There's nothing wrong, hahaha, a monster! Our Nangong family has actually produced such a monster!" Nangong Mu calmed his excitement and burst into laughter.

When did I become part of the Nangong family? Chen Dasheng couldn't help but roll his eyes. Is learning a sword technique so easily considered monstrous? This doesn't seem too difficult for me!

Nangong Mu patted Chen Dasheng's shoulder, his eyes full of joy. The more he looked at Chen Dasheng, the more he liked him. "Xiaoli, your younger brother is truly a once-in-a-thousand-years talent!"

Chen Xiaoli, recovering from her shock, looked at Chen Dasheng with wide eyes, unable to speak.

Chen Dasheng chuckled dryly. "Uncle, is this sword technique really that hard to learn?"

Nangong Mu's face twitched, then he stroked his beard and laughed. He pointed at Nangong Zixuan. "This set of Lingxiao Nineteen Swords, Zixuan started practicing at twelve and barely managed to grasp it at fourteen. Zixuan is already twenty, and she has been practicing this sword technique for eight years. Do you think it's easy?"

Chen Dasheng turned to look at Nangong Zixuan, inwardly criticizing her. Practicing for eight years and only reaching this level, this girl is really quite stupid. If I married her, wouldn't it lower my son's intelligence?

If Nangong Zixuan knew what Chen Dasheng was thinking, she would probably feel extremely wronged. The Lingxiao Nineteen Swords is a very advanced sword technique, extremely difficult to master. Being able to grasp it within two years already makes her one of the most talented in the family.

"Dasheng, did you really just learn this?"

Chen Xiaoli never imagined that her younger brother could have such extraordinary talent. Even with the facts right before her, she still found it hard to believe. If she had known about Chen Dasheng's high martial talent earlier, she would have taken him on the path of martial arts long ago.

Faced with Chen Xiaoli's skeptical gaze, Chen Dasheng could only nod helplessly. He had never learned any sword technique, and the Lingxiao Nineteen Swords was a family technique of the Nangong family, which he had no way of accessing. If not just now, when could he have learned it?

Nangong Mu stood to the side, thought for a moment, and then took out a wrapped brocade scroll from his chest, handing it to Chen Dasheng.

"Hmm? Uncle, what is this?"

Chen Dasheng, puzzled, took the scroll, which still retained Nangong Mu's body heat, clearly kept close to his body.

Nangong Mu smiled. "This is a top-tier lightness technique called 'Drunken Immortal Moon-Viewing Step'!"

"Drunken Immortal Moon-Viewing Step? Uncle, why are you giving this to me?" Chen Dasheng guessed Nangong Mu's intentions.

Nangong Mu said, "This technique was passed down by our Nangong family's ancestor, said to be left by a martial immortal. For thousands of years, no one in the Nangong family has been able to master this technique. However, because it is just a lightness technique, no one has been obsessed with it. I've kept it close to my body all these years. Today, seeing your extraordinary talent, Uncle is giving this technique to you as a gift."

Chen Dasheng's face twitched. Giving something he can't learn as a gift, what kind of gift is this?

"Thank you, Uncle!" Although he was inwardly critical, Chen Dasheng still thanked Nangong Mu. He had a newfound anticipation for this technique that no one had been able to master for thousands of years.

Nangong Mu smiled. Keeping this technique with him would only make it a pearl hidden in the dust. Just now, seeing Chen Dasheng and Nangong Zixuan land from the air, he knew they were using brute force to dissipate the impact, clearly not understanding lightness techniques. This was why he had the idea to give the Drunken Immortal Moon-Viewing Step to Chen Dasheng.

If Chen Dasheng, with his talent, could bring the Drunken Immortal Moon-Viewing Step back to life, it would be something Nangong Mu would be very happy to see. Many elders in the clan had always suspected that there might be something missing from this technique. If even someone with Chen Dasheng's extraordinary talent couldn't master it, then perhaps this technique had no real value.

Nangong Mu's eyes lingered on Nangong Zixuan. At this moment, he was even more determined to marry her to Chen Dasheng. Such a monstrous martial talent, if not a son-in-law of the Nangong family, would be the greatest loss in the family's thousand-year history.

Nangong Zixuan's heart was also in turmoil. Chen Dasheng's performance just now had truly shocked her. Just watching her practice the sword technique once had equaled her eight years of hard work. The saying "comparing people to people can drive one to despair" was very fitting. No wonder her grandfather held him in such high regard.

Chen Dasheng looked up at Nangong Mu, curious. "Uncle, what is the Martial Immortal realm?"

Nangong Mu stroked his beard, his red face showing a hint of longing. "Martial Immortal, that is a legendary realm. When a martial artist breaks through the Xiantian Martial Ancestor realm, they can transcend the mundane and become a Golden Core Martial Saint. The Martial Immortal realm is above the Martial Saint realm, capable of moving mountains and filling seas, no different from an immortal. It is said that our Nangong family's ancestor was a Martial Immortal!"

No different from an immortal? In all of China, not even a single Martial Saint can be found, let alone a stronger Martial Immortal. Such a realm might only exist in the legends of "a long, long time ago."

Chen Dasheng couldn't help but feel a sense of longing. Looking at the brocade scroll in his hand, he was filled with anticipation. Although it was just a lightness technique, it was left by an immortal, so it must have something extraordinary.

The brocade scroll was about a foot wide and two meters long. Slowly unfolding it, he saw it was filled with dense text and patterns of footprints.

Chen Dasheng read for a while, but his head started to spin. The text was difficult to read, and he didn't understand what it meant.

Nangong Mu saw this and laughed. "It is said that this technique was created from Daoist classics. If you don't understand Daoist classics, of course you won't understand it!"

Chen Dasheng was speechless. In other words, if he wanted to learn this technique, he would have to study Daoism first. He put away the brocade scroll and smiled bitterly. "Uncle, there are so many Daoist classics. If I have to study them one by one, I don't know when I'll finish."

"No rush, no rush. Just take your time to understand it. There's no need to rush," Nangong Mu smiled. "Daoist studies are indeed profound. Pick a few famous ones to read, and they will also help your future growth in martial arts."

Chen Dasheng, helpless, reluctantly put away the brocade scroll. It made sense that this lightness technique was derived from Daoist classics, which is why the text was so difficult to understand.

Seeing Chen Dasheng put away the brocade scroll, Nangong Mu said, "Dasheng, Uncle noticed that you seem to have some unusual strength."

Chen Dasheng nodded. "Yes, I do have quite a bit of strength, but I'm not sure to what extent."

Nangong Mu turned to look at Chen Xiaoli, who nodded. "Follow me."

Leaving that, Chen Xiaoli turned and walked towards a side room locked with a large lock. In Chen Dasheng's memory, this room was often locked, supposedly used for storing miscellaneous items. Seeing Chen Xiaoli walk towards the room, Chen Dasheng was puzzled.

Puzzled or not, Nangong Mu patted Chen Dasheng's shoulder and led him and Nangong Zixuan over.

Opening the door, a cloud of dust greeted them, and the room smelled musty, as if it hadn't been entered for a long time.

The lighting was dim, but when Chen Xiaoli turned on the light, the room brightened. In the center of the floor was a large Taiji Yin-Yang pattern, with a dusty cushion in the middle. Around it were various training equipment, making it look like a gym.

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