With a Xiantian third level cultivation, he could kill a Xiantian eighth level expert. In the martial arts world, few people of the same generation could be compared to Lin Xuan.
His fame had gradually spread to Wudang. People in Jianghu more or less knew or heard that Wudang had produced an extraordinary prodigy.
In his spare time, Lin Xuan would also take the time to choose some other martial arts to cultivate from the library.
After all, he was always training his Qi and sword, and sometimes he would feel irritated. Moreover, having more skills did not burden him.
The more tricks he knew, the more chances he had of winning when he fought in the martial world.
Among them, the best ones were the Soft Palm and Cloud Ladder, and he had already reached the basic level.
Small sects chose their martial artists, while big sects chose their martial artists. This was the difference.
Because he had cultivated two more martial arts, his daily schedule was much tighter than before.
In the morning, he practiced Qi and palm techniques, and in the afternoon, he practiced sword techniques and lightness skills.
Every day was extremely fulfilling.
The bone-piercing cold wind howled, and the fallen leaves flew in the air. Looking up, the sky was gloomy, and it was impossible to tell if it was morning or evening.
After dozing off for a while, he got up and began to practice the Soft Palm. The essence of this palm technique was in one word.
The requirement was to condense the palm power and instantly strike it into the other party's body. First, it was Yin, then Yang. Before the palm power entered the body, it was silent. After the palm power entered the body, it exploded with destructive power.
It was similar to the Kongtong Sect's Seven Wounds Fist.
The requirement for mastery was to smash the tree trunk with a palm strike, leaving the tree bark unharmed.
As for the small success, his palm force penetrated through the three layers of armor and shattered the internal organs, tendons, and bones of the people inside.
The method to practice the Soft Palm was very simple. Lin Xuan found a towering ancient tree the size of a water tank.
He focused his mind and calmed himself down. He channeled his Genuine Qi into his right palm, formed a palm print, and slapped it toward the tree trunk.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The huge ancient tree was shaken by this palm, and many branches fell off.
"Not enough."
He muttered to himself. He wanted to strike down with his palm, but the tree bark was unharmed and the tree did not move at all.
Then, the second palm landed, and the effect was slightly better than the first palm.
Therefore, they heard a rumbling sound at the foot of the mountain, scaring the birds.
If it was a smaller tree, it would have been broken by his palm.
After practicing the palm technique, his palms were bright red and his blood was surging.
"Little Junior Brother, it's time to eat."
At noon, Third Senior Sister Mu Huanhuan came down the mountain with a lunchbox in her hand. Two to three years had passed, and the young girl had grown into a slim and elegant woman.
Dressed in a white Daoist robe, coupled with her exquisite face, her posture was extraordinary.
His talent was not bad. Although his cultivation speed was not as fast as Lin Xuan, he had also steadily stepped into the Connate Realm.
His Innate Qi Refinement Art was extremely dense, and ordinary Jianghu people were no match for him.
"Third Senior Sister, what delicious food did you make today?”
Lin Xuan rubbed his hands and smiled mischievously.
"These are all your favorites."
Mu Huanhuan pursed her lips and smiled. In the entire Wudang Mountain, other than her master, Mu Huanhuan cared about him the most and had the best relationship with Lin Xuan.
Her fair hands took out plates of food and placed them on the table.
"Hurry up and eat, or it'll get cold."
She urged. When she saw that Lin Xuan was only wearing a thin Daoist robe, she frowned,"It's so cold. Don't you know how to wear more clothes?”
"Your junior brother has deep internal energy and won't freeze.”
Lin Xuan smiled.
"Garrulous."
Third Senior Sister said angrily,"If I find you wearing such thin clothes again tomorrow, be careful of your ears."”
"Got it."
He nodded." Third Senior Sister, you're always so wishy-washy. Be careful not to age quickly."”
"Humph."
Mu Huanhuan's delicate nose twitched." How about practicing swordsmanship with me after dinner?"”
"Sure,"
He quickly finished the food and wiped his mouth. Then, he pulled out his long sword and started fighting with Third Senior Sister in the bamboo forest.
The two of them were using the Sunrise Qi Sword. When they executed it, a cold light flashed as they moved.
After exchanging 60 to 70 moves, Mu Huanhuan used Purple Qi Comes From The East, but it was broken by Lin Xuan.
"Third Senior Sister, you still need to practice your internal strength and sword technique.”
After the sword battle ended, the result was unquestionable. In the entire Wudang Sect, no one among the second-generation disciples could defeat Lin Xuan in terms of cultivation or sword techniques.
" The essence of the Sunrise Qi Sword is to control the sword with qi," he said." Internal energy and sword techniques are connected.
It emphasized the unity of form and spirit, the unity of qi and sword, and the unity of body and sword.”
"Master has told me about this before, but it sounds simple, but it's extremely difficult to do.”
Mu Huanhuan sheathed her sword and sat on the steps of the pavilion with her chin resting on her hands.
"Practice the sword a million times, and the sword will be divine. If it's not divine enough, then try a million more times.”
Lin Xuan grinned and said,"There's nothing else but practicing more sword techniques.”
"Junior brother, I'll listen to you and practice his Million Swords.”
She waved her fist and smiled.
"Haha, then Junior Brother will congratulate Senior Sister for becoming the number one female sword immortal in the martial arts world in the future.”
Lin Xuan cupped his fists.
"Don't worry. If that happens, I'll protect you.”
Mu Huanhuan blinked her long eyelashes and laughed.
After sending off Third Senior Sister, he began to cultivate Pure Yang Qi Sword. This sword technique was similar to Morning Sun Qi Sword.
They were both sword techniques that complemented internal energy, but compared to the two, the Pure Yang One Qi Sword was more obscure and profound.
In contrast, it was the difficulty of cultivation, but in front of Lin Xuan, this was not a problem.
Time passed day by day. It was late autumn and winter. On the 15th of December, it was freezing cold.
The cold wind howled, and the mountains were covered in frost. It was night, and the sky was dark. According to the rules, he should not be on duty tonight.
However, Qiu Bai wanted his senior brother to go down the mountain to do something, so Lin Xuan stayed for two more nights and waited for Senior Brother Qiu Bai and the others to return.
It was just enough for two days of rest.
The night wind howled like ghosts and wolves. A bonfire was lit in the pavilion, and heat waves spread out, blocking the cold air outside.
There was a rabbit roasted on the fire. It was extremely fat and was currently roasted until it was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, emitting a greasy glow.
Knowing that he was going to keep watch tonight, Mu Huan 'er took the opportunity to bring him a cloak and a pot of wine in the evening.
The alluring fragrance entered his nose, and the young Taoist priest woke up from his meditation. The true qi in his body circulated automatically.
He was already faintly touching the barrier of the third great circle of perfection. In a few more days, he might be able to step into the fourth level of the Pure Yang Limitless Art.
The night was dark and the wind gradually died down. However, in the middle of the night, it began to drizzle. The rain dripped on the steps and soon froze.
Lin Xuan walked to the pavilion and raised his head to look at the vast night sky. It was pitch-black. He extended his palm, and a hexagonal snowflake landed on his palm. It disappeared in an instant and turned into a faint chill that seeped into his skin.
"It's snowing."
he said softly.
This was the first time it snowed since he came to Wudang. Soon, snowflakes fell from the sky sparsely.
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