After New Year's Eve was the Spring Festival.
Lin Xuan shook the purple-gold gourd in his hand and sighed as he drank.
"It's a pity that there's no recipe for Tusu wine.”
"It's very appropriate to drink Tusu wine at this time.”
He only felt a little bit of regret, but it wasn't really a pity.
Today was the first day of the new year.
Wudang Mountain was still bustling with activity.
Many disciples were visiting each other. Even strangers who usually didn't talk much would salute each other.
Senior Brother, Happy New Year."
" Happy New Year, Junior Brother."
There was only one exception.
It was Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan stayed in his residence and didn't go anywhere.
Other than drinking, he cultivated all day.
Ever since his sword cultivation increased by 1%, Lin Xuan realized that he was becoming more and more proficient in sword practice.
Moreover…
Even if he waved his sword casually, there would still be a mysterious concept drifting out.
This was the benefit of improving Sword Dao intent.
Lin Xuan had temporarily put down the Taiji Sword Technique and focused on the Sword Control Technique.
At this moment.
His sword control technique could already trigger three sword shadows, which was considered a small success.
However…
He had a vague feeling that the upper limit of the sword control technique was extremely high. He might not have been able to cultivate it to the great success realm even after reaching the grandmaster realm.
However…
As long as there was wine, anything was possible.
Thinking of this…
Lin Xuan grabbed the Purple Gold Gourd and gulped down a large mouthful of wine.
The feeling of being on cloud nine surged again.
"Ding! Detected that the host's drinking has reached a level of pleasure. Cultivation speed 1!”
Lin Xuan laughed,"
"Drinking wine can make you stronger. It feels good!"
After saying that.
He gulped down the wine again.
A few days later.
The fourth day of the first month.
At the beginning of spring, all things were revived.
The sun rose slowly from the east.
The birds in the forest were chirping non-stop.
At this moment.
Lin Xuan was lying on the bed, sleeping soundly.
The Purple Gold Gourd was beside his hand. Occasionally, when he was thirsty, he would take a sip and continue to sleep.
Even he couldn't tell if he was asleep or awake.
It didn't matter.
At this moment.
A ray of sunlight shone in through the window.
There was also a hint of spring.
Lin Xuan seemed to sense something and slowly opened his eyes.
He propped himself up on the bed and looked out the window.
At this moment, the sky was blue and the white clouds were rolling.
The snow from before had already stopped.
The snow on the ground had also melted.
Although there was still a cold wind.
However, the world was clear.
Lin Xuan got up and staggered to the door.
He opened the door, and the scent of spring greeted him.
He took a deep breath and sensed the vitality of all things. He suddenly understood.
Lin Xuan hung the Purple Gold Gourd by his waist and reached out to grab the sword in the room.
Whoosh!
The sword flew into Lin Xuan's hand.
Lin Xuan came to the courtyard and waved his sword casually.
The Taiji sword style emphasized on the endless life and death.
At this moment.
Lin Xuan had sensed the vitality brought by spring, so he suddenly became interested and used the Taiji Sword Technique again.
Although it was called the Taiji Sword Technique.
However…
The sword move in his hand was no longer the Taiji Sword Move.
It seemed plausible.
The sword moves were different, but the sword intent was the same.
This time.
When Lin Xuan brandished his sword, there was no killing intent. Instead, he gave off a peaceful feeling.
Just like the spring breeze, it moistened everything silently.
Lin Xuan realized that his Taiji Sword Technique had already entered a new realm.
Endless growth!
"Good!"
When Lin Xuan heard this praise, he had no choice but to stop.
Someone actually came?
He did not notice it at all!
Lin Xuan followed the voice and saw a Daoist priest in a Daoist robe walking over from not far away.
Although the Daoist priest had two tufts of beard on his mouth.
However, he did not look old.
He looked to be in his early thirties.
Lin Xuan immediately recognized the other party.
Mosheng Valley, the youngest of the Wudang Seven Heroes.
Why was he here?
This made Lin Xuan secretly wary.
At the same time, he was thinking about whether he had revealed any flaws.
Fortunately.
The sword dance just now did not use internal strength.
Therefore, he did not reveal his true cultivation.
However, the sword intent that was produced when he danced the sword couldn't be covered.
Moreover, Mosheng Valley was one of the Seven Heroes of Wudang. He had an extremely high cultivation level. How could he not see the deep sword intent just now?
Thinking of this…
Lin Xuan sighed inwardly, feeling somewhat helpless.
As expected, he should be more careful.
However…
The situation just now could not be concealed.
Could it be that in order to hide his strength, he had stopped practicing his sword?
Wasn't this putting the cart before the horse?
Mo Shenggu saw the other party staring at him for a long time without saying anything, so he took the lead and said,
"I'm really sorry for disturbing you just now.”
"Looking at your clothes and the sword technique you practice, you should be a disciple of our Wudang Sect, right?”
Lin Xuan cupped his hands and bowed."
"Lin Xuan, the third generation disciple of Wudang Sect, greets Martial Uncle Mo Shenggu.”
Mo Shenggu raised his eyebrows and looked at Lin Xuan with interest,"
"Third generation disciple? Which senior brother are you from?"
Lin Xuan replied,"
"My master's surname is Song, and his name is Yuanqiao."
Mo Shenggu suddenly realized,"
"So you're under Senior Brother Song. Lin Xuan? I remember now. You're that Lin Xuan who was allowed to drink by Master.”
Lin Xuan felt helpless.
Sure enough, good news did not leave the house, but bad news spread far and wide.
The news of him being allowed to drink by his grandmaster had spread throughout Wudang and left a deep impression on everyone.
Lin Xuan nodded,"
"Yes, I am."
Mo Shenggu sized Lin Xuan up."
"I couldn't tell that you were proficient in the Dao of the Sword despite drinking all day long. He's a talent."
Lin Xuan cupped his hands."
"Uncle-Master, you flatter me."
Mo Shenggu glanced at the gourd on Lin Xuan's waist and said with a smile,"
"What kind of wine is in your gourd? Let me try it."
Lin Xuan hesitated.
This was not an ordinary gourd, but a purple-gold gourd.
If Mosheng Valley had it, would they expose themselves?
He had to be wary of this.
Seeing Lin Xuan's hesitation, Mo Shenggu understood that the wine gourd was the most precious thing to a person who liked wine.
"Martial Nephew, don't be nervous. I was just joking.”
Mo Sheng Valley didn't care about Lin Xuan's wine gourd.
He looked at Lin Xuan seriously and asked,"
"I'm just a little confused. Where did Martial Nephew's sword technique come from?”
"Why do I feel like it's the Taiji Sword Art, but the sword moves are completely wrong?”
When Lin Xuan heard this question, he immediately understood that the main show had come.
As expected, she was still concerned about his sword technique just now.
Strictly speaking, he was just waving it randomly, mixed with some moves of the Taiji Sword Art.
It wasn't really the Taiji Sword Technique.
However, the sword essence within was the true Taiji sword essence.
However, he naturally couldn't reveal all the mysteries within.
Lin Xuan thought for a moment and replied,"
"I don't know why it's like this.”
"I remember my master saying that the Taiji sword style focuses on the mind and not the moves. In addition, I have a good drinking personality and can't remember the sword moves.”
"So we can only practice wherever we think of.”
"Please don't blame me, Martial Uncle."
Mo Shenggu was stunned."
"You mean, you can't even remember all the moves of the Taiji Sword Art?”
Lin Xuan braced himself and replied,"
"Yes."
"I was only thinking about the sword intent that my master displayed when he was practicing his sword technique. I didn't deliberately pursue the sword technique.”
After hearing Lin Xuan's answer, Mo Shenggu was stunned.
Heavy intent, not heavy moves…
This Lin Xuan couldn't even remember all the sword moves, so he gave up on them and only comprehended sword intent.
So that was how it was!
"I've comprehended it, I've comprehended it!"
Mo Shenggu clapped his hands and laughed.
Beside him, Lin Xuan's forehead was filled with black lines.
For a moment.
He didn't know what to say.
He had only found an excuse to fool them, so he had said the truth that everyone on Wudang Mountain understood.
And now.
Mo Sheng Valley actually comprehended it?
Could it be that this Silent Valley was also cheating?
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