Lin Xuan didn't notice Mosheng Valley and Song Yuanqiao.
After being cleansed by the Tiger Leopard Thunder Sound, the impurities in his body were further expelled.
He used his internal strength to remove all the dirt on his body.
He felt refreshed.
Not only that.
Lin Xuan also discovered that the strength of his body was much higher than before.
Although he had yet to reach the realm of invulnerability.
However, the slightly blunt knife could no longer hurt him.
This surprised Lin Xuan.
He didn't expect that he would receive such benefits after mastering the Spring Rain Sword Technique and comprehending the Sky Thunder Sword Technique.
It was a pleasant surprise.
Lin Xuan did not immerse himself in such gains. He knew that there was still a long way to go in the future.
Therefore, he had no choice.
He was not in a hurry to leave the back mountain.
He planned to continue to hone his cultivation technique here and increase his actual combat experience.
As Lin Xuan walked deeper, he was shocked.
More and more exotic beasts were killed.
These exotic beasts died on the ground, and the precious materials on their bodies were not taken away.
This surprised the Wudang disciples who passed by.
"Which senior brother killed these mutated beasts? Why didn't he collect the materials from the mutated beasts?”
"I guess he doesn't like it."
"Have you noticed? These exotic beasts had very few wounds on their bodies, and they were almost killed in one blow.”
"When did such a powerful disciple appear in our Wudang Sect?”
"Don't tell me it's a second-generation elder who came in to practice?”
"If it's a second-generation elder who came in, he should be in the innermost area. Why would he kill these middle-third-grade exotic beasts in the periphery?”
Everyone discussed animatedly, but they could not come to a conclusion.
Very quickly.
These disciples then dispersed.
As time passed.
Not only did this matter not calm down, but it also spread further and further.
Even the disciples outside knew that a very powerful third generation disciple had appeared in the back mountain.
After the third generation disciples killed the mutated beasts, they did not collect any materials and let the mutated beasts die on the ground.
Moreover…
Sometimes, there were many wounds on the bodies of those dead exotic beasts, and sometimes, there were very few.
Judging from the sword marks, the opponent did not use the Taiji Sword Art.
It was probably the third generation disciples who had gone to the back of the mountain to practice their swordsmanship.
Some busybodies wanted to enter the back mountain to investigate.
However, he was stopped.
They said that the exotic beasts in the back mountain needed to rest and recuperate. They couldn't kill too many at once and destroy the balance.
Everyone knew.
This was just an excuse.
After all.
The mutated beasts at the back of the mountain were captured by Zhang Sanfeng and the other Wudang experts and imprisoned at the back of the mountain.
Even if they killed all of them, at most, they would just capture another batch and put them in.
What recuperation? This was clearly an excuse.
Even those who had just come out of the back mountain and wanted to enter again were stopped.
Everyone thought about it and quickly thought of the key.
It was obvious.
This was an elder protecting the mysterious expert of the third generation.
The wind would destroy the tree that stood out in the forest. Everyone understood this principle.
A third-generation disciple who looked down on the materials on exotic beasts and was extremely powerful…
All these factors came together.
Everyone was guessing.
Could it be Song Qingshu?
After all.
As the eldest senior brother of the third generation, Song Qingshu possessed such strength.
Moreover, Song Qingshu had learned the Taiji sword technique since he was young and was already very familiar with it. It was time for him to practice a new sword technique.
However…
When everyone saw that Song Qingshu had appeared outside, he did not enter the back mountain.
Everyone understood.
The mysterious expert was not Song Qingshu.
Who could it be?
Many people were guessing.
Some people even guessed that it might be Lin Xuan.
After all.
Everyone had witnessed Lin Xuan's performance at the Lantern Festival Dao Discussion.
As soon as this guess came out, it was refuted.
"Even if Lin Xuan is a dark horse, no matter how powerful he is, he is only a sixth grade martial artist.”
"Among the exotic beasts that were killed, there was a Peak Rank-4 existence.”
"Lin Xuan crossed two realms to kill a Peak Fourth Stage exotic beast? Do you think this is possible?"
This news was naturally Song Yuanqiao 'accidentally' revealing his opinion.
Therefore, he had no choice.
The speculations about Lin Xuan quickly disappeared.
Everyone was still leaning towards the top three of the third generation disciples.
Most people felt that it should still be Song Qingshu.
Only Song Qingshu knew that those exotic beasts had nothing to do with him.
Moreover…
He knew the true identity of that mysterious expert. It was Lin Xuan.
Because…
Song Yuanqiao had once instructed him not to tell anyone about Lin Xuan's true situation.
It was even to the extent that…
Even the news that Lin Xuan had stepped into the fifth grade of the Martial Path could not be spread.
Song Qingshu understood that his father was protecting Lin Xuan.
On this day.
Song Qingshu was practicing his swordsmanship in the courtyard.
It was still the Taiji Sword Technique.
Although he had practiced the Taiji Sword Technique since he was young, he was already very familiar with all the sword moves.
However…
His Taiji Sword Technique had yet to be mastered.
This made Song Qingshu very distressed.
At this moment.
For some reason, he recalled his father saying that Lin Xuan's Taiji Sword Technique had already reached great success.
Why?
How could a mere drunkard achieve great success in the Taiji Sword Technique?
Why was that?
Song Qingshu's heart was burning with anger.
The sword technique in his hand suddenly became sharp, and the sword qi swept across with great momentum.
Song Yuanqiao sensed something strange coming from the courtyard. He walked out to check on the situation and saw his son waving his sword crazily.
If this continued, he would definitely go berserk.
Song Yuanqiao flew over and arrived in front of Song Qingshu."
"Qing Shu, stop!"
Song Qingshu ignored his father. Instead, he stared at him with bloodshot eyes.
"Kill them!"
With Song Qingshu's shout, the sword in his hand stabbed toward Song Yuanqiao.
Song Yuanqiao frowned.
He stretched out his right index finger and middle finger to grab Song Qingshu's sword.
He didn't use his boundless internal strength.
Once he activated his internal energy, it was very likely that he would injure Song Qingshu.
After Song Yuanqiao caught the sword, he took the opportunity to draw a circle with the sword.
This was the true meaning of Taiji, using softness to overcome hardness.
Song Qingshu couldn't help but follow his father's actions and start waving the sword in his hand.
After a while.
The anger in his heart completely dissipated, and his eyes finally regained clarity.
Song Qingshu hurriedly let go of the sword in his hand.
"Father, just now, I…"
Song Yuanqiao raised his hand and stopped his son from speaking.
He looked at his son seriously.
"Qing Shu, don't push yourself too hard.”
"I know that you have been practicing the Taiji sword technique since you were young, but you are still a step away from mastering it.”
"Do you know what you lack?”
Song Qingshu was stunned for a moment before he subconsciously said,"
"Father, please give me some pointers."
Song Yuanqiao reached out and patted his son's shoulder."
"What you lack is to jump out from the inherent moves of the sword art.”
"Our Wudang Sect values letting nature take its course. It's more important than a heavy blow."
"You still need to learn more from Lin Xuan.”
"When Lin Xuan comes out of the back mountain, you can walk around often.”
"Becoming friends with him will definitely be beneficial to you.”
Song Qingshu looked at the smile on his father's face, but his heart seemed to have fallen into the depths of hell.
That icy cold feeling instantly crawled all over his body.
As expected, his father was still more optimistic about Lin Xuan.
It even made him, the third generation senior brother, take the initiative to befriend Lin Xuan.
Why?
Just because he couldn't remember sword moves, just because he drank alcohol all day?
Even if Lin Xuan had really mastered the Tai Chi Sword Technique, even if he was already a fifth-grade martial artist.
So what?
Why did he have to make him, the third generation senior brother, suck up to Lin Xuan?
Thinking of this…
Song Qingshu was furious.
However…
He did not show it.
He nodded and said slowly,"
"Yes, Father."
Seeing how obedient his son was, Song Yuanqiao nodded in satisfaction.
He did not notice.
In his son's heart, there was a seed called " jealousy " that was taking root and sprouting.
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