Immortality begins with the Swordsman.

Chapter 22 Linghu Chong

Let's push the timeline back a little.

Earlier, inside the Purple Qi Comes from the East Pavilion.

The morning mist had not yet dissipated in the courtyard. The young girl Ning Zhongze puffed out her cheeks, held the Zixiao Sword, and slashed wildly at a green pine tree in the courtyard. The sword wind was fierce and the killing intent was overwhelming, as if it were not a tree, but a person.

"You naughty second senior brother, you went to Chang'an to play but didn't take me with you."

"Practice swordsmanship, practice swordsmanship, where can't you practice? Does it have to be on a mountain?"

She pouted and muttered.

Chang'an has been the capital of emperors since ancient times. She remembered her father saying that Chang'an was incredibly prosperous and had a dazzling array of delicious food, such as roujiamo (Chinese hamburger), belt noodles, and mutton soup with bread... Just thinking about it made her mouth water.

Ever since they went up the mountain, her second senior brother has taken her everywhere he goes, and she has long been used to it.

She thought this time would be no exception, so she packed her bags early last night and tossed and turned excitedly in bed until dawn before finally falling asleep.

She woke up to a devastating blow! Her second senior brother had told her to practice her swordsmanship on the mountain and then left with Mei and Lan. She was both angry and heartbroken, tears welling up in her eyes.

"You stinky second senior brother, you wicked second senior brother..."

After the girl's frantic hacking and slashing, the pine tree finally couldn't withstand the humiliation and crashed to the ground with a "crack".

Upon hearing the commotion, Master Zixiao arrived and was immediately filled with heartache. He said, "Ze'er, this pine tree was planted by my own hands ten years ago..."

"Ah?" The girl realized she had made a mistake and lowered her head, saying, "Master, I know I was wrong!"

Seeing the girl's red eyes and aggrieved look, Master Zixiao's heart softened, and he couldn't bear to scold her anymore: "Alright, alright, all things in nature are created to nourish people. I've long been tired of looking at this tree, so it's fine to cut it down and use it as firewood..."

Having said that, he picked up the Xuan Tie Heavy Sword and with a few swift strokes, he personally "dismembered" the pine tree into eight pieces. Then he summoned the two women, Zhu and Ju, to clean up the mess.

This scene was witnessed by Lin Qingxuan, who happened to be there.

Lin Qingxuan chuckled and teased, "Sect Master, you seem to be in a very refined mood today."

Master Zixiao smiled awkwardly and said, "I'm sorry to have made you laugh, Senior Brother Lin." Although he was the sect leader, he still addressed his peers as fellow disciples.

Lin Qingxuan's expression turned serious, and he said, "The place you're looking for has been found."

Master Zixiao's eyes lit up, and he said impatiently, "Where is it? Take me there quickly."

Yesterday, Gu Changfeng pointed out that his swordsmanship lacked fierce power, and at the same time gave two strange suggestions: one was to borrow the power of the ocean tides; the other was to borrow the power of a flash flood.

But since Mount Hua is located in the north, the sea is out of the question.

Flash floods can be found.

So he went down the Cliff of Repentance and immediately ordered people to find a suitable place. Unexpectedly, he found the location so quickly.

"Ze'er, practice your swordsmanship diligently at home. If there's anything you don't understand, we'll discuss it when I return. And whatever you do, don't act recklessly..."

After giving Ning Zhongze a few instructions, Daoist Zixiao left with Lin Qingxuan.

After walking through the dense forest for about an hour, the two suddenly saw a waterfall cascading down from the mountainside, forming a deep pool with a deafening roar.

Lin Qingxuan asked, "How did you come up with the idea of ​​practicing swordsmanship in water?"

Daoist Zixiao replied, "It was Changfeng's suggestion."

Lin Qingxuan stroked his beard and smiled, saying, "Heh, I guessed it was him right away. Only he could have such a brilliant idea. I just wonder if it will be useful?"

"You'll know once you try it."

Master Zixiao smiled, drew his sword, and leaped into the pool. The water instantly reached his chest. The current was swift, and the ground was uneven with rocks, making it difficult to stand.

He focused his energy in his dantian, steadied his body, and then began to use his swordsmanship.

However, due to the resistance of the water flow, even a basic sword technique is extremely difficult to execute. Only by unleashing the Purple Cloud True Qi can one wield the sword freely.

After practicing for a while, he had an epiphany:

When practicing swordsmanship in water, the more complex the moves, the more difficult they are to execute. On the contrary, the most basic moves such as thrusting, striking, slicing, and chopping are easier to perform.

As I was deep in thought, thunder suddenly rumbled in the sky, and a torrential downpour began.

The clear river water gradually became murky, and the current surged and became rapid, making it difficult to even stand still. After a while, he jumped back to the shore.

The rain intensified, pouring down like a celestial river bursting its banks.

Just moments ago, the waterfall resembled a beautiful painting, but now it resembled an enraged beast, surging and powerful.

Amidst the torrential rain, the Purple Cloud Daoist's gaze sharpened as he surveyed the terrifying flash flood. A sense of understanding gradually dawned on him, and he murmured to himself:

"Taoist internal strength is profound and enduring, like the ceaseless flow of water, which can nourish silently and contain all things invisibly; it can also destroy mountains and rocks, displaying boundless power."

So he once again drew his sword and leaped into the flash flood...

Throughout his life, he was constantly fighting against others.

But at this moment, they are fighting against the heavens!

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The mountain rain was pouring down like a waterfall, and a group of merchants hurriedly rushed into a dilapidated temple to take shelter from the rain.

Surrounded by several guards and maids, a man and a woman entered the dilapidated temple. The man was nearly thirty and dressed in fine clothes, while the woman was in her early twenties with gentle features.

The man was startled to see Gu Changfeng and the others in the dilapidated temple. He then smiled apologetically and said, "This rain came suddenly, and there's nowhere to take shelter in this desolate wilderness. Please forgive us for disturbing you all! May we stay here for the night?"

Su Qingxue replied, "This is unclaimed land; feel free to use it!"

"Thank you!" The man cupped his hands in thanks, then carefully helped the woman beside him to a dry spot to sit down.

The woman's lower abdomen was slightly protruding, and it was obvious that she was pregnant.

His maids and guards immediately busied themselves, gathering firewood and starting a fire, and taking out their personal provisions—a few flatbreads!

Skillfully held it by the fire to heat it up, and the aroma immediately filled the air.

Glug glug~

Gu Changfeng's mouth watered, but his stomach protested loudly.

Thinking that Su Qingxue and the others must be hungry, he asked the man, "Brother, do you have any extra pancakes? We left in a hurry and didn't have time to prepare any."

"Yes, yes, yes!" The man hurriedly instructed the maid to bring out a few more pancakes, saying, "As long as you don't mind."

Gu Changfeng took the cake and then instructed Mei Jian to pay.

Seeing this, the man hurriedly declined, saying, "No need, no need, these are all worthless things..." He was adamant and refused to accept any money.

Gu Changfeng then stopped forcing it on him.

This incident brought the two sides much closer.

While eating the pancake, Gu Changfeng chatted with the man and learned that the man was a businessman who dealt in alcohol.

But after the man gave his name, Gu Changfeng became a little uneasy.

"My surname is Linghu, and my given name is Jiu."

Linghu Wine?

This name is interesting... wait a minute!

Gu Changfeng was suddenly stunned, and the expression on his face became incredibly interesting. It was as if he had heard a fairy tale, with surprise mixed with a bit of doubt and bewilderment.

He glanced at the man, then turned to look at the man's wife, his gaze finally settling on her slightly protruding belly. He asked casually, "I see your wife is pregnant. I wonder if you've chosen a name for your unborn child?"

Linghu Jiu hesitated for a moment, feeling that Gu Changfeng's question was a bit abrupt, but he could only smile and reply, "I have thought about this matter. If it is a boy, we will name him Linghu Chong; if it is a girl, we have considered a few names, but have not yet decided on one."

Upon hearing this, Gu Changfeng immediately fell into deep thought.

Family, does anyone understand?! The male protagonist in the book has finally appeared, but he's still a complete failure!