Unlike medical skills, which required practice, sword skills could quickly improve proficiency as long as one kept practicing.
In just three days, Xie Xun had cultivated the Thirteen Falling Flower Swords to perfection.
Taitish's injuries had also been completely healed by Hu Qingniu. Hu Qingniu was indeed worthy of being called the Fairy Doctor. With just this set of silver needles, he had completely expelled the cold poison from Taitish's body. There would not be any residual effects in the future.
Xie Xun raised his head and looked at the outline of Mount Hua in the distance. He thought that it was time to make a trip to the Mount Hua Sect. He turned to Hu Qingniu, who was watching him practice his sword, and said,"I need to go out to the Butterfly Valley for three to five days. Taitish is the Dragon King in purple robes and her martial arts aren't weak. She should be able to protect you for the time being. If Zhao Min brings people here in advance, you and Taitish should run towards Mount Hua as soon as possible.”
"Are you going to Mount Hua?" Hu Qingniu smiled faintly. It seems that what I told you before wasn't clear enough…"
Just as he was about to repeat the dangers of Mount Hua, Xie Xun interrupted him,"I know my limits. I'm not stupid enough to throw away my life just to avenge you. If I see that the situation is not good, I'll naturally run away.”
Hu Qingniu was silent for a while and said,""Alright, when you're injured, remember to come and find me quickly. I won't leave the people of the Ming Cult to die.”
Xie Xun chuckled and said,"Are you cursing me for not being able to defeat you? Aren't you too lacking in confidence in me?!"”
Hu Qingniu still had a look of disbelief on his face as he said,""That's all I have to say. Take care of yourself on this trip. I don't want to lose someone who's as talented as me in medicine so quickly.”
After saying that, Hu Qingniu handed the sword in his hand to Xie Xun and threw away the branch in Xie Xun's hand. He said,"I met a doctor in my early years. He was grateful for my treatment, so he gave this sword to me. Although it's not a treasure sword, it can cut through iron like mud.”
"Since the treasured sword is given to the master, I'll give this sword to you.”
Hu Qingniu also sighed. Previously, Xie Xun had been using tree branches to practice his sword techniques. Just the tree branches alone had left deep cuts on the tree trunks. It seemed that Xie Xun's talent in the sword was far beyond his reach.
If this treasured sword could land in Xie Xun's hands, he would not have been fooled.
Xie Xun didn't bother to be polite with Hu Qingniu. He really needed a good sword now, but Heavenly Sword was far away in Mount Emei in Sichuan. He didn't have the time to get it for now.
Moreover, Hu Qingniu's sword was indeed a good sword.
The sword light was as cold as ice, cutting hair and killing without blood.
"What is the name of this sword?" Xie Xun asked.
"The person who gave me this sword called it Traceless Broken Water. However, it has almost never been used all these years. I wonder if it's sharp enough? Is this the right name?" Hu Qingniu shook his head with a regretful expression.
"Broken Water Traceless, that's a good name indeed. I'll call it Broken Water Sword from now on!”Xie Xun sheathed his sword.
With the help of the treasured sword, he wondered if he could break the Huashan Sect's Reversal Two Elements Saber Formation. It was the combined power of hundreds of experts. Xie Xun was also looking forward to seeing how powerful it was.
At the foot of Mount Hua, in the dark night, there was a group of shabbily dressed beggars with messy hair, barefoot, and extremely sloppy. They were hurrying along, each holding a broken bowl in one hand and a stick in the other.
If one looked carefully, one would realize that these beggars had spirited eyes and their footsteps were very powerful.
It was obvious that they were not ordinary beggars but a group of people who knew kung fu. In the entire Central Plains, only Beggar's Sect, the largest sect in the world, could gather such a large group of beggars who knew kung fu.
Beggar's Sect had disciples all over the world, and there were once Sect Masters who had the best martial arts in the world, such as Xiao Feng, Hong Qigong, and Huang Rong.
However, in the battle of Xiangyang, Huang Rong died in battle. Almost all of the Beggar's Sect's elites died for the country, and a large number of martial arts were lost.
As a result, Beggar's Sect was getting worse year by year, and the Sect Master was also getting worse with each generation. The reputation of the number one sect in the world was gradually declining, and their performance in some major events in the martial arts world was also getting dimmer and dimmer.
Especially Shi Huolong, the current leader of Beggar's Sect, he had only practiced 12 of the 18 Dragon Falling Palms. He was still six more palms away from mastering it.
Moreover, just to practice the Twelve Palms, Shi Huolong actually went mad and became paralyzed. In order to avoid the power struggle in the Beggar's Sect, Shi Huolong had no choice but to live in seclusion in the mountains with his wife and daughter.
Since then, Beggar's Sect had lost its leader and lacked effective leadership. It was divided. The internal strife between Filthy Clothes Sect and Pure Clothes Sect had made Beggar's Sect's influence in the martial arts world become on the same level as clowns like Sea Sand Sect, Giant Whale Sect, and Divine Fist Sect. In the eyes of the six major sects, Beggar's Sect no longer existed.?
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