Regarding this.
Lin Xuan had no objections.
Song Yuanqiao let Lin Xuan cultivate in this courtyard.
As for his original residence, if he needed anything, he could arrange for someone to bring it over.
Lin Xuan nodded in agreement.
In the end.
Song Yuanqiao handed Lin Xuan a list of books in the Tripitaka Block. As long as Lin Xuan needed it, he could inform someone to get it.
In general.
He hoped that Lin Xuan could cultivate in peace in this courtyard.
He would wait until Zhang Sanfeng came out of seclusion.
Although it was similar to house arrest.
But this was also to protect Lin Xuan.
Song Yuanqiao was also worried that after the Xuanyuan family knew of Lin Xuan's talent, they would send people over to snatch him away.
As long as Lin Xuan acknowledged Zhang Sanfeng as his master, everything would be settled.
At that time, even if the Xuanyuan family wanted to snatch him away, Lin Xuan would not be able to leave Wudang.
Those who betrayed the sect were destined to have a bad ending.
Lin Xuan understood Song Yuanqiao's plan.
Regarding this.
He did not mind.
Anyway, he rarely left his original residence.
It didn't matter if he was under house arrest or not.
After Song Yuanqiao left, Silent Valley and Lin Xuan chatted for a while before leaving as well.
Lin Xuan returned to his room and found some paper, ink, brush, and inkstone. He wrote down the things in his original residence.
After that.
Lin Xuan handed the list to the odd-job worker in charge of communication and asked him to bring it over.
The errand boy left with the list.
After half a day.
The errand boy returned with the things Lin Xuan needed.
Lin Xuan roughly checked and did not miss anything.
More importantly…
The wine recipe he needed was still there, and it was not damaged at all.
This made Lin Xuan secretly nod.
Because the wine stored in the Purple Gold Gourd had been exhausted.
Therefore…
He asked the errand boy to send over ordinary yellow wine to satisfy his craving.
Moreover…
He asked the errand boy to buy all the materials needed to make wine.
He did not start brewing new wine, but continued brewing the original wine.
Firstly, it was because the original wine was skillful, which could greatly reduce the brewing time.
Secondly, he still needed to digest his recent gains.
Especially after comprehending the Spring Sword Style, he still needed to figure it out.
It was a taboo in martial arts to bite off more than you can chew.
A few days later.
Lin Xuan flipped open the list of books in the Tripitaka Block given by Song Yuanqiao.
A large number of books were listed on it.
Other than the most ordinary miscellaneous notes, there were even various martial arts techniques!
This surprised Lin Xuan greatly.
In other words.
The Tripitaka Block was almost completely open to him.
This was a treatment that third-generation disciples did not have.
It was equivalent to directly raising his status to the level of a second-generation disciple.
After all.
The most precious things in the Tripitaka Block were all kinds of martial arts books.
Although those martial arts techniques were not as good as Wudang's techniques.
However!
The stones of other mountains can be used to polish jade.
Only by learning more martial arts knowledge and perfecting his knowledge reserves could he create better sword techniques.
Lin Xuan quickly chose ten sword techniques.
These were all Wudang's treasures.
Each sword technique manual could be used to revitalize a martial arts family in the outside world.
This was a sword art manual that was equivalent to a family heirloom, but it appeared in the book list and Lin Xuan could borrow it at will.
Lin Xuan remembered everything in his heart.
Wudang had not let him down, and he would not let Wudang down either.
Lin Xuan copied down the names of the ten sword technique manuals he had chosen and handed them to the errand boy for him to bring them over.
The errand boy left with the name list.
Lin Xuan drank as he waited.
Now.
He was drinking Yao Zixue's liquor.
After all.
Drunken White Tribute and Chinese Wolfberry Wine had been brewed for a long time and had not been produced yet.
He could only use Yao Zixue's liquor to compensate for it.
At least it was better than ordinary yellow wine.
"Ding! Detected that the host's drinking has reached a level of pleasure. Cultivation speed 1!”
Lin Xuan didn't mind the system notification.
He felt the current strength of his internal strength.
It would take some time for him to break through to the Third Stage Realm.
I can't rush it.
Just as he was drinking and humming, someone rushed in from outside.
Lin Xuan sensed something and subconsciously turned his head to look.
He saw a figure flash in front of him. The other party was already charging towards him.
Lin Xuan lightly stepped on the ground and soared into the sky, retreating backward.
That person pounced on the stone table, but he pounced on empty air.
At this moment.
Lin Xuan was already sitting on the steps in front of the house, looking at the other party in a drunken state."
"You…you're Eldest Senior Brother Song Qingshu?”
At this point.
Lin Xuan even burped, his face brimming with a comfortable smile.
It was Song Qingshu.
Song Qingshu stared coldly at Lin Xuan."
"As a disciple of Wudang Sect, you're actually not cultivating seriously in broad daylight. Instead, you're drinking and spending your days here.”
"Are you worthy of the sect's nurturing?”
Lin Xuan raised his hand and gulped down a large mouthful of wine. Then, he wiped the residue from the corner of his mouth.
"Grandmaster said to let me do whatever I want."
Song Qingshu didn't know what to say.
Zhang Sanfeng had already said so. Could he still disobey Zhang Sanfeng's orders?
However…
He looked at Lin Xuan's sloppy appearance and his heart immediately burned with raging anger.
Could it be that he couldn't beat this rotten drunkard?
Song Qingshu threw the cloth bag on the stone table."
"This is the secret manual you wanted."
Lin Xuan staggered to his feet and casually cupped his hands."
"Thank you, Eldest Senior Brother."
After all.
Song Qingshu was the eldest senior brother of the third generation of disciples, so he should have some manners.
Moreover, he had to be careful.
Lin Xuan didn't know if Song Qingshu's appearance here was intentionally arranged by Song Yuanqiao or not.
Asking a dignified third-generation senior brother to give away those ten secret manuals?
It was completely unnecessary.
Although these secret manuals were very precious in the outside world.
However, the Wudang disciples would not take him seriously.
Could it be that the Taiji Sword Technique was inferior to these secret manuals?
Of course not.
Therefore…
The meaning behind Song Qingshu's delivery of the secret manual was rather profound.
Lin Xuan sized up Song Qingshu with interest.
He saw the other party's expression and attitude and understood a little.
The reason why the other party refused to leave was probably because he was unconvinced.
In such a situation.
He had to be beaten up to be cured.
Thinking of this…
Lin Xuan said slowly,"
"Draw your sword."
Song Qingshu's eyes lit up.
However…
He pretended not to understand and asked,
"What did you say?"
Lin Xuan pursed his lips,"
"Didn't you want to fight me? Draw your sword."
Song Qingshu narrowed his eyes, his heart filled with excitement.
It was as if he could already see himself defeating Lin Xuan and becoming the third generation senior brother.
At that time.
Even his father had to admit that Song Qingshu was stronger than Lin Xuan.
Clang!
Song Qingshu drew the sword on his back.
"In that case, let me give you some pointers.”
Lin Xuan nodded and sat on the steps without moving.
This made Song Qingshu a little unhappy."
"What's wrong with you? Why haven't you drawn your sword yet?"
Lin Xuan gulped down a mouthful of wine and let out a long breath.
He shrugged his shoulders.
"Because there's no need."
Song Qingshu was stunned for a moment. He immediately realized that the other party was looking down on him.
For a moment.
The anger in Song Qingshu's heart burned brighter and brighter.
"Since you want to die! Then I'll fulfill your wish!"
As soon as he finished speaking.
Song Qingshu shot toward Lin Xuan.
This sword was as fast as lightning and stabbed towards Lin Xuan's chest without holding back.
He was already prepared to kill Lin Xuan.
At most, he would explain that he had accidentally killed Lin Xuan. So what?
Mistakes were inevitable in sparring.
If he killed Lin Xuan, then so be it.
Could it be that he could kill him and pay for Lin Xuan's life?
Song Qingshu believed that his father would never kill him. At most, he would be punished and grounded for a year or two.
Lin Xuan lay on the steps and easily dodged Song Qingshu's sword.
"Too slow, too slow."
Lin Xuan said as he drank his wine.
The sword in Song Qingshu's hand immediately changed from stabbing to slicing, slashing horizontally.
Lin Xuan mobilized his internal strength, and his body seemed to have been smeared with oil. He slid away from the steps and dodged Song Qingshu's second sword.
He stretched out two fingers and smiled.
"This is already the second move."
Song Qingshu understood that this sort of ordinary sword technique would not be able to defeat his opponent.
Since that was the case, he would use his special skill!
"White Ape Offering Fruit!"
This move was a rare killing move in the Taiji Sword Art.
Even though it was called "Fruit Offering".
However, he wanted to take the other party's life as a gift.
As soon as this move was used, the world changed colors.
Countless sword shadows flew towards Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan stretched out his hand and grabbed at the air in the room.
Swoosh!
A sword light shot over.
The sword flew out of the room and landed in Lin Xuan's hand.
Lin Xuan raised his hand and casually waved his sword.
It was just an ordinary stab, but it carried a dense Taiji intent realm.
Song Qingshu felt the sword in his hand shake so violently that he could barely hold it.
The sword flew out of his hand and into the air before falling straight down on Song Qingshu's head.
At this moment.
Song Qingshu was already stunned by Lin Xuan's sword and stood rooted to the ground.
He even forgot to dodge.
Lin Xuan naturally did not really want to kill the other party. He was only scaring him a little.
Even if this wasn't Song Yuanqiao's scheme, he would still make a move at the crucial moment to save Song Qingshu.
Just as the flying sword was about to strike Song Qingshu, the sword was about to strike him.
A figure flashed.
It was Song Yuanqiao.
Song Yuanqiao's fingers were like swords, pointing at the descending treasured sword.
The treasured sword shifted slightly and fell into the scabbard on Song Qingshu's back.
Only then did Song Qingshu come back to his senses.
He did not expect that he would actually be frightened by Lin Xuan's sword just now.
The anger in his heart burned more and more.
He grabbed the sword on his back and prepared to attack again.
Song Yuanqiao shouted,
"Stop! I asked you to come here to consult Lin Xuan.”
"You're already defeated, and you still want to continue?”
"A loss is a loss. As a man, can't you see through this?”
Song Qingshu lowered his head when he heard his father's rebuke.
He took a deep breath and forcefully suppressed the anger in his heart.
Song Qingshu gave Lin Xuan one last look before turning to leave without saying a word.
Song Yuanqiao watched his son leave and sighed.
He looked at Lin Xuan and said helplessly,"
"My son was a little rude just now. I hope you can forgive him.”
Lin Xuan waved his hand."
"It's just a normal spar. It's fine."
"Master, I wonder when grandmaster will come out of seclusion?”
The reason why Lin Xuan asked this was not because he was anxious.
He wanted to know the situation in advance so that he could make preparations.
Song Yuanqiao thought for a moment and finally smiled bitterly.
"The time Master will be in seclusion is uncertain. I don't know when he will come out of seclusion.”
"But…"
"The third day of the third month is Zhen Wu's birthday."
"At that time, Master will definitely come out of seclusion and hold a celebration.”
When Lin Xuan heard this, he nodded,"
"Thank you for informing me, Master."
Song Yuanqiao didn't dwell on how Lin Xuan addressed him.
The two of them chatted for a while before Song Yuanqiao turned around and left.
Lin Xuan looked at Song Yuanqiao's back and pursed his lips.
As expected.
Those earlier were all arranged by Song Yuanqiao.
It was just that he did not know if Song Yuanqiao was testing him or if he was trying to get him to teach his proud son a lesson.
Lin Xuan did not think too much about this.
He didn't really care.
What he cared about was the birthday of Zhen Wu on the third day of the third month.
At that time.
Zhang Sanfeng would definitely come out of seclusion.
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