Taiyi Light Splitting Sword!
Frozen air formed water, condensed water into ice!
On Mount Wudang, Lin Pingzhi had taught Song Qingshu his skills to repay his kindness for taking care of him for two days. The moment he held the ice sword in his hand, his aura suddenly changed drastically.
He leaped up, took a step, flipped his hand, and raised his sword!
Lin Pingzhi had just displayed his unique skill. As his body moved, the sword light flashed like a pool of autumn water. At first, the sword momentum kept rising, as if it was pulling up a mountain peak from the ground. When it reached the peak, it pierced into the clouds, splitting the light and turning into shadows. It was as if two people were holding the cloud sword side by side, stirring the wind and clouds.
Song Qingshu was stunned.
As the son of Song Yuanqiao, the leader of the Seven Heroes of Wudang, he could be considered to be from a prestigious family. Other than Zhang Cuishan, who had been missing for ten years, and Yu Daiyan, who was paralyzed, he could often see his father, Song Yuanqiao, and his four martial uncles, Yu Lianzhou, Zhang Songxi, Yin Liting, and Mo Shenggu, practicing martial arts and swordsmanship. He could even occasionally see his great master, Zhang Sanfeng, practicing martial arts and swordsmanship. Therefore, although he was young, his eyesight was not bad.
"I didn't expect this person's sword technique to be so brilliant.!”
As the saying went, one wouldn't know if they didn't see it, but when they saw it, they were shocked. Song Qingshu had never imagined that the delicate and feminine Lin Pingzhi would have such brilliant swordsmanship that it seemed to be even better than his father's and his martial uncles '!
In the blink of an eye, Lin Pingzhi had finished practicing a set of sword techniques. The ice sword in Lin Pingzhi's hand disintegrated and turned into a cloud of mist in an instant. It dispersed in the air and disappeared without a trace when the wind blew.
"How is it? Is my sword technique okay?”
Lin Pingzhi clapped his hands and asked Song Qingshu with a smile.
It was only then that Song Qingshu snapped back to his senses. He let out a cry of surprise and asked in a jealous tone,"You, what sword technique is this?"
" Evil Repelling Swordsmanship."
A strange smile appeared on Lin Pingzhi's face, and he said with some malicious intent,""How about it? Do you want to learn? If you want to learn, I can teach you!"
"Evil Repelling Swordsmanship?"
For some reason, Song Qingshu suddenly felt a chill in his crotch. He immediately shook his head and refused,""No, no, I don't want to learn your Evil-warding Sword Art.”
"Hah!"
Seeing this, Lin Pingzhi couldn't help but chuckle. He said,"" Alright, I'll stop teasing you. This sword technique is called Taiyi Light Splitting Sword. I created it after I achieved great success in my kung fu. It shouldn't be inferior to the inherited sword technique of your Wudang Sect. I'll give it to you later as a reward for taking care of me for two days."”
"Are you really going to give me this Taiyi Light Splitting Sword Technique?" Song Qingshu asked in surprise.”Although he had never heard of this sword technique from his father and his Uncle-Masters, he knew that this Taiyi Light Splitting Sword was very powerful after observing it just now. It was even stronger than the sword technique passed down in the Wudang Sect.
"When a real man speaks, his words are unshakable. How can that be false?”
Lin Pingzhi wasn't one to drag things out. He immediately broke two branches from the tree in the courtyard and began to teach Song Qingshu.
Although Song Qingshu did not seem to perform well in the original novel, his talent was not bad. However, the Wudang Sect's martial arts belonged to Taoism. The older one was, the faster one's martial arts would improve. Song Qingshu was able to almost catch up to his seventh martial uncle, Mo Shenggu, at the age of twenty. He was definitely qualified to be called a genius.
Unfortunately, no matter how talented he was, he could only pale in comparison to Zhang Wuji, the protagonist of cheating.
But that was for the future. Song Qingshu was still a 12 or 13-year-old boy, and he was still in his youth. He was smart and eager to learn, so he had the tsundere of a genius. It was understandable. After all, for Lin Pingzhi, teaching a genius was easier than teaching an idiot.
Before he knew it, half a day had passed. Although Song Qingshu had only managed to memorize the sword technique's heart formula, his performance was actually quite good. It was much better than when his original body had first learned the sword technique on Mount Hua.
"Qing Shu! Qing Shu!"
Seeing that the sky was getting dark, a young Taoist priest walked over. When he arrived at the entrance of the courtyard, he saw that Lin Pingzhi had already woken up. He couldn't help but be stunned, but he quickly reacted and said with a smile,"Brother, so you're already awake!”
As he spoke, he secretly glared at Song Qingshu and said with a hint of blame,""You child, I asked you to take care of her here. Why didn't you inform the elders when she woke up?”
Song Qingshu scratched his head and replied somewhat embarrassedly,""I was so busy learning swordsmanship from Big Brother Lin that I forgot about this. Seventh Martial Uncle, please don't tell my father. Otherwise, he will punish me to carry water and firewood again.”
"You brat."
The young Taoist priest laughed and scolded Lin Pingzhi,""Brother, this child is not sensible and has made a fool of himself. I am from Silent Valley and am my master's seventh disciple.”
"Lin Pingzhi."
Although Mosheng Valley was young and vigorous, they were polite and polite. Lin Pingzhi couldn't help but praise them in his heart. This was the correct way for a righteous young hero to open the door. He quickly replied,"I'm indebted to your sect's Swordsman Zhang Five for saving me, but I haven't been able to thank him in person. I've also troubled this young friend Song Qingshu to take care of me for two days. I'll teach him some simple martial arts styles as a form of repayment, which can't compare to the Wudang Sect's divine techniques.”
"Where?"
Mo Shenggu said humbly," Qing Shu is my eldest senior brother's only son. He is pampered a little too much. It is his fortune to be able to catch Brother Lin's eye and teach him sword techniques.”At this point, he seemed to have thought of something and quickly said,"Me too. I was too happy to see Brother Lin wake up and forgot that it's already mealtime. Since Brother Lin has woken up, I'd like to invite Brother Lin to the dining hall for a meal.”
"Thank you."
Lin Pingzhi thought that since he woke up, he hadn't had a drop of water or food. He was indeed a little hungry. He didn't stand on ceremony and followed Silent Valley and Song Qingshu to the canteen of the Wudang Sect.
At this moment, the Wudang Sect was very prosperous with Zhang Sanfeng, a famous figure. There were three to four hundred disciples who practiced martial arts and swordsmanship, and the spacious dining hall was filled to the brim. However, Lin Pingzhi was a guest after all, so he naturally couldn't sit in the dining hall with these disciples.
"Brother Lin, please follow me!"
Mo Shenggu smiled." Today, my master came out of seclusion. Fifth Senior Brother and Fifth Senior Sister-in-law are also here. They found you when they were returning to the mountain and brought you up the mountain."”As he said this, he seemed to have thought of something and asked curiously,"Oh right, Brother Lin, how did you end up unconscious at the foot of Wudang Mountain?”
"This…"
Lin Ping was still happy to see Zhang Sanfeng, the peerless grandmaster, a second ago. He didn't expect Silent Valley to ask him again. It seemed like they were concerned, but in fact, they wanted to know why Lin Pingzhi came.
Fortunately, Lin Pingzhi wasn't a newbie. He immediately reacted and replied,"" I'm ashamed to say this, but I heard that Perfected Zhang's hundredth birthday was approaching, so I specially came to Mount Wudang to pay a visit to Perfected Zhang. Unexpectedly, I met an arch-enemy on the way and fought him to the death. Although I managed to finish him off, I was also seriously injured and my cultivation was exhausted. I lost consciousness when I arrived at the foot of Mount Wudang in a trance.”
"I see."
Mo Shenggu nodded, agreeing with Lin Pingzhi's answer. He didn't ask or question. Instead, he extended his hand and invited Lin Pingzhi,""Brother Lin, please!"
Lin Pingzhi cupped his hands at him before passing through the door and stepping into the inner hall. There was a large round table inside. There were dishes and wine on the table, and people were sitting around it. The leader was an old Taoist with white hair and a youthful face. When he saw him, he could not help but feel a chill in his heart.
Although he had never seen him before, Lin Pingzhi knew that this was the founder of the Wudang Sect, the most powerful man in the martial arts world, and the number one expert in the world, Zhang! Three! Feng!
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