Chapter 16 A Sorrowful Breeze
Chapter 16 A Sorrowful Breeze
Looking at Gu Changfeng, whose face was flushed purple...
Master Zixiao's eyelids twitched violently, his heart filled with mixed feelings, feeling that he had lived in vain at his advanced age.
Back then, it took him a full ten years to cultivate the "Purple Cloud Divine Skill" to a minor level.
His apprentice, on the other hand, mastered it in just one month, which was ridiculously abnormal.
No wonder you look so radiant and spirited today; it turns out your skills have greatly improved!
If Gu Changfeng knew his thoughts, he would definitely tell him that wasn't the case.
While the minor success of the "Purple Cloud Divine Skill" was certainly gratifying, what truly lifted his spirits was the discovery of a wonderful item—the Sorrowful Breeze—after the ninth Bodhi Seed was unsealed.
The phrase "悲酥清风" (Bei Su Qing Feng) comes from another novel by Mr. Cha, "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils." It refers to a colorless and odorless poisonous gas. When poisoned, one experiences tears streaming down one's face, hence the name "悲" (Bei). One becomes completely paralyzed, hence the name "酥" (Su). The poisonous gas itself is colorless and odorless, hence the name "清风" (Qing Feng).
Gu Changfeng was so happy to have obtained this rare item that he almost grinned from ear to ear.
The previously feared issue of a "battle of sword energy" will no longer exist.
If the Sword Sect dares to act recklessly, he dares to poison them.
At that time, the Sword Sect, the Qi Sect, and the entire Huashan Sect will be fish on his chopping board.
Master Zixiao murmured, "You've already cultivated to this level, what problems could you possibly encounter?"
Gu Changfeng said with a troubled expression, "Master, whenever I circulate my 'Purple Cloud True Qi,' my face turns as purple as an eggplant, like I'm constipated. This really ruins my handsome and dashing image. Is there any way to solve this?"
"Is this what you call a problem?"
Master Zixiao was speechless. He said, "Just keep practicing. When you are bathed in thousands of purple energies, you will look like an immortal descending to earth. I guarantee you will be incredibly handsome."
Gu Changfeng frowned and questioned, "Master, I feel like you're lying to a child. In the more than two hundred years of our Huashan Sect, has anyone reached this level?"
Zi Xiaodao chuckled and said, "If our predecessors couldn't do it, why can't we?"
As he spoke, he formed a sword with his fingers and held it horizontally in front of him. As his face turned purple, a three-inch-long wisp of purple energy appeared at his fingertips.
"Is that a sword's edge?!"
Gu Changfeng's eyes lit up instantly, and he was so excited that he could hardly contain himself.
Do you know what this means?
This means that his forty-meter-long broadsword will no longer be just a mirage.
Seeing Gu Changfeng's surprised expression, Daoist Zixiao withdrew his sword with satisfaction and said, "Practice hard. With your talent, you should be able to do it in a few years."
Gu Changfeng's eyes lit up, and he said, "Master, could you... like this... with your purple sword light?" As he spoke, he gestured in the air with his fingers, "Beep beep beep... like an arrow leaving the body and shooting at someone..."
Master Zixiao found it amusing, yet also quite interesting. After thinking for a moment, he said, "After I practice for a few more years, I should be able to give it a try."
"Hmm." Gu Changfeng nodded, then asked, "By the way, Master, how is your comprehension of the 'Mysterious Iron Sword Technique' going?"
Upon hearing this, Daoist Zixiao's face stiffened instantly, his ears even turning slightly red, and his expression became quite subtle.
He turned his head to the side.
He looked at the heavy iron sword stuck in the stone to the side.
When I first acquired this sword, although it had a unique feel to it, the more I used it, the more comfortable I felt with it.
A heavy sword has no edge, and a heavy sword has no skill.
It was practically tailor-made for him.
With the sword's blessing, his "Purple Cloud True Qi" erupted with immense power, capable of shattering rocks and splitting mountains.
During this period, he simplified the sword techniques he had learned and had grasped the essence of the heavy sword. However, he always felt that he was still lacking something and had not yet reached mastery.
Hearing his apprentice's question, he naturally wouldn't elaborate, but simply smiled faintly and casually uttered two words: "It's alright."
Having spent many years together, Gu Changfeng knew his master was very proud, so he smiled and said, "Master, just say what's wrong. I won't laugh at you."
Master Zixiao glared at him and pondered, "It's not that I'm unwilling to talk about it, but I can't quite put my finger on it. It just feels like something's missing."
"Is that so?" Gu Changfeng frowned, then said to Ning Zhongze, "Junior Sister, may I borrow the Purple Cloud Sword for a moment..."
Knowing that he wanted to try it himself, Daoist Zixiao immediately stepped forward and pulled the Xuan Tie Heavy Sword from the stone.
Gu Changfeng glanced at the stone wall beside Zixiao Daoist, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly.
This is why I came here.
Besides saying goodbye to my master, there was actually another matter.
This matter was hidden behind the stone wall next to the Purple Cloud Taoist.
Gu Changfeng held the Zixiao Sword and smiled faintly: "Master, I have offended you."
Daoist Zixiao brandished his Xuan Tie sword and said, "Draw your sword."
Gu Changfeng's face turned purple, and he immediately got serious. Daoist Zixiao was on high alert. After exchanging more than a hundred moves, Gu Changfeng suddenly stopped, frowned, and said, "I don't feel there's anything wrong."
Master Zixiao smiled helplessly.
Gu Changfeng said, "Master, change the sword."
Master Zixiao changed his sword as instructed.
The two then exchanged over forty moves before Gu Changfeng stopped and said, "Master, I think I understand where your problem lies."
Master Zixiao immediately asked, "Where?"
Gu Changfeng smiled gently and said, "Master, you have a gentle nature, while our Huashan Sect is a branch of Taoism, and our internal strength is also profound and enduring, but it lacks a bit of fierceness. I believe that when wielding this sword, it should be like a raging sea, unstoppable, killing anyone who gets in our way, even Buddhas."
As he spoke, Gu Changfeng, holding the Xuan Tie Heavy Sword, suddenly slammed his face with purple energy and smashed it against the stone wall beside him.
boom--!
Dust flew everywhere, and gravel flew everywhere.
After the smoke and dust cleared, the three of them froze in their tracks.
A dark hole was suddenly revealed on the stone wall!
Gu Changfeng exclaimed in surprise, "Huh? Why is there a hollow behind this stone wall? It looks... like it was carved out by hand?"
Master Zixiao frowned, as if he had remembered something: "Changfeng, make the cave entrance even bigger."
Gu Changfeng did as instructed.
The three then lit torches, with the Taoist Master Zixiao leading the way as he ventured into the cave.
After walking a few steps, Ning Zhongze suddenly saw a skeleton lying by the roadside, which startled her. She instinctively reached out and grabbed Gu Changfeng's arm.
After walking a few more feet, the three arrived at a very large stone cave.
There were ten skeletons on the ground, some sitting and some lying down, each with various weapons around them, clearly indicating they were people from the martial arts world.
Ning Zhongze asked, "Master, who are these people?"
Master Zixiao's expression was complicated, and he remained silent.
Suddenly, a torch was raised, and a stone wall protruded several feet above the ground, with sixteen large characters carved on it: "The Five Mountains Sword Sect, shameless and despicable, loses in martial arts competitions, and plots to harm people."
Master Zixiao frowned slightly, recalling that shameful history in his mind, when he suddenly heard Gu Changfeng shout, "Master, look here quickly!"
He turned his head and saw a line of writing on the stone wall beside Gu Changfeng:
"Zhang Chengyun and Zhang Chengfeng completely broke the Huashan Sword Technique."
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