Achieving physical sainthood starting from Hunyuan Gong

Chapter 21 Quick Blade

The starlight rippled slightly.

The bright moon hangs in the sky.

Song Shen steered his boat at breakneck speed, and after a short while, several people on the water shouted, "Who's there! Stop!"

The small boat suddenly stopped, and the burly men glanced at the people on board. They only relaxed when they saw a large character "Cao".

"Who are you?"

A burly man on the boat asked.

Song Shen said, "Song Shen, the third-class guard of the Ninth Chamber, is going to Widow's Bay to provide reinforcements."

The burly man frowned and said, "This is not something a third-class guard like you should concern yourself with. Go back to your patrol."

Seeing that Song Shen was about to resolutely sail away, the big man quickly called out, "Don't go, it's already been resolved."

"What happened?"

Song Shen then stopped. "Were all those who were captured rescued?"

The burly man was exasperated, thinking to himself, "Why are you, a mere third-class guard, getting involved in this mess? Are you really that eager to help others?"

"Who is being detained?"

Song Shen was silent for a moment, then said, "A friend of mine has been detained."

"Just because of that?" The big man was stunned.

Song Shen said, "Of course."

The burly man paused for a moment before asking, "Good lad, what's your name?"

"My name is Song Shen." Song Shen repeated his name again.

The burly man said, "Song Shen, not a bad name. I am Duan Chong. We can talk another time. But I can tell you that the Third Miss personally intervened, and everyone has been rescued."

"it is good."

Song Shen clasped his hands in a fist salute, and the two parted ways.

On the way back, Song Shen suddenly realized that he had never actually seen this elusive Third Miss since he arrived here. Judging from what Brother Duan Chong had said, this Third Miss seemed to be very skilled in martial arts.

Of all the people in this class, I've never even seen the boss, let alone the big boss.

Song Shen couldn't help but feel that this was absurd.

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The next morning.

Song Shen then arrived at Old Feng's courtyard.

"You are...?"

A woman opened the door and looked at Song Shen in surprise.

Song Shen could tell at a glance that the woman's eyes were red and swollen, indicating that she had shed many tears. She was not particularly beautiful, but she was gentle and generous, which made people feel close to her.

"I came to see Brother Feng. How is he doing now?"

The woman said, "He's asleep. Young man, why don't you come another day?"

Song Shen asked in a deep voice, "What exactly happened to Brother Feng?"

The woman sobbed, "Thank goodness I was rescued in time and my life was saved, but the doctor said I'll need to stay in bed for at least two months."

Song Shen sighed and was about to turn and leave, planning to come back another day.

The woman suddenly called out to Song Shen, "May I ask your name, young man? I'll tell my husband later."

Song Shen quickly replied, "Madam, my name is Song Shen. I am Brother Feng's junior brother. I will come again when he is feeling better."

The woman gave a slight curtsy and said, "So it's Uncle Song. Old Feng specifically told me this morning that you could come in first."

"In that case, I'm sorry to have troubled you, sister-in-law."

"Uncle Song, what are you saying?"

Song Shen entered Feng Zhiyuan's courtyard, where a young child was repeatedly swinging a wooden knife in the air.

Old Feng is a decent person, but he's never exactly known for being open and honest.

Just like Song Shen never knew he had a wife and a son. If he hadn't been injured this time, this guy probably would never have told Song Shen on his own initiative.

A person can be this cautious, but in the end, they still got stabbed.

"Are you practicing with your sword?" Song Shen sat down next to the child.

"Uncle Song, please have some tea. Please wait here for a moment. I estimate he should wake up and take his medicine soon." The sister-in-law brought the tea and then instructed the young child, "Keep your voice down and don't disturb your father's rest."

The toddler replied very obediently, "Yes, Mother."

Song Shen drank his tea and suddenly said, "Your grip on the knife is incorrect."

The child, who had been silent, retorted defiantly after hearing Song Shen's words, "How is it wrong? This is what Father taught me!"

It seems the boy greatly admires his father. Song Shen smiled and said, "Let me teach you a lesson: no one in this world can be right all the time. It's like the way you hold a knife. Even if your father's explanation is very good, it's still not perfect."

The child snorted and said, "Tell me, what's wrong with it?"

Song Shen stood up, drew his sword, and instantly, a chill emanated from it.

The child's expression changed.

Song Shen said, "What's wrong? If you want to become a swordsman, you'll have to see the real sword sooner or later."

The child said, "Your knife has killed people!"

"...You can even tell that?" Song Shen now believed the legend that children could see ghosts.

"My father taught me how to recognize people."

Song Shen said helplessly, "Why does your father teach you everything? Are you even going to learn anything?"

"you say!"

Song Shen gripped the hilt and said, "When you swing the sword, don't grip it so tightly. It's right for your right hand to be close to the hilt, but your left hand shouldn't be so forceful. You should hold it like you're holding the end of the hilt, imagine you're holding an egg, and move your little finger away. Yes, that's it. Just use your ring, middle, and middle fingers to hold it lightly. Like that, try swinging the sword again."

The boy is indeed quite perceptive.

What you learn at this age will be firmly remembered, and the method that Song Shen taught him is the best way to feel the blade in your own hand.

Although he didn't affirm that Song Shen's method was better, the boy secretly adopted Song Shen's way of wielding the sword, diligently and attentively swinging it continuously.

"Why work so hard?"

"I will become stronger than my father! Sooner or later, I will kill the one who hurt him!"

Song Shen was stunned. Such a young age, yet so sensible. Old Feng must have taught him a lot. No wonder Old Feng was always so elusive. He must be very busy.

At this moment, his sister-in-law came over and said, "Uncle Song, he's awake. You can go in now, but please be mindful of the time, as he's still quite weak."

Song Shen nodded and said, "Sister-in-law, you don't need to say anything more, I understand."

The woman hummed in agreement and walked away.

Song Shen entered the room and sat down on the edge of the bed.

"I won't be able to play games with you lately."

On the bed, Feng Zhiyuan, wrapped up tightly, grinned and chuckled, trying to be humorous, but his voice revealed how weak he was.

Song Shen said softly, "It's alright. I'm almost at the peak of my internal energy cultivation. I don't need you anymore. You should focus on recovering from your injuries."

Old Feng retorted angrily, "Can't you be a little more considerate of the wounded?"

Song Shen smiled wryly and said, "Old Feng, you were stabbed in the chest, not in the groin. Why are you acting like a woman?"

If Lao Feng hadn't been injured, he probably would have jumped up and started fighting Song Shen right now.

Song Shen then changed the subject, asking, "Who hurt you?"

Feng Zhiyuan said, "Pull back the covers."

Song Shen frowned and said, "You're so badly injured, you can't be exposed to the wind."

Feng Zhiyuan shook his head and said, "I know my own business. I'm far from dying. Consider this my way of letting you know what the dangers of the martial world are."

Song Shen silently lifted the blanket, and his eyes widened in shock.

Feng Zhiyuan's chest was bandaged tightly, but Song Shen was a swordsman, so how could he not see how dangerous this knife was? If the knife had gone any deeper, Old Feng would have been disemboweled and reincarnated into another world by now.

He quickly covered him with the blanket, afraid that he would catch a chill.

"That guy's nickname is Thunder in the Sunny Day. He's Tan Yunyang from the Huang family. He's incredibly fast, no less so than our Wind Chaser Blade."

How fast?

"A swift blade that kills! Hmph! In terms of strength, he might not be much stronger than me, Old Feng, but his blade is just a fraction faster than mine."

Indeed, the fastest route to safety comes at the cost of lives.

Fortunately, Lao Feng was an experienced veteran and retreated in time, with other people nearby to help him.

"Once you're healed, do you want to kill him as soon as possible?" Song Shen asked.

Old Feng shook his head and said, "That's how the martial world is. You cut me, I cut you. I've killed people too, and they can never take revenge on me. This time is the same. I'm no match for him, so there's no need to hold onto this hatred. Just swallow it like a tooth that's fallen."

"You're such a wimp, Lao Feng!"

To be honest, Song Shen felt a little sorry for his senior brother.

"I showed you my wounds to let you know how dangerous the world is, and this is what you tell me?"

"understood."

Song Shen nodded.

"My wife and son are outside. I didn't tell you before because I was afraid you would be jealous of me. Now that you see them, please help me take care of them if you have the chance in the future."

Song Shen laughed heartily: "No problem, treat me like your own nephew."

Old Feng looked even more exhausted, but he just laughed and said, "Haha, luckily it's almost spring now, the weather will warm up soon, and I'll get better quickly."

"Definitely." Song Shen nodded and stood up. "Alright, you should rest first. I'll come see you again when you feel better. Rest is the most important thing for you right now."

Old Feng said, "I understand. I've been through a lot of surgery; I'm experienced."

"You can do it."

After Song Shen finished speaking, he came out. Before leaving, he left some silver. His sister-in-law knew that Song Shen had a good relationship with Lao Feng, so she did not refuse.

That day, Song Shen committed embezzlement for the first time in the lake, catching several good fish and sending them to Feng Zhiyuan.

Anyway, Old Feng was injured because of the Cao family.