Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 471: Sword Field Incident (Part )
Xie Chuantang returned to Jingzhao Prefecture for medical treatment, and Pei Ye returned to Xiujianyuan.

He really lacked the ability to investigate the upper echelons of the Southern Court, not to mention his unfamiliarity with all the operating modes, and his identity as Yan Jian would only exclude him. The fact that Xu Chuo could find a chief official like Lord Di who came from the Dali Temple must have made them feel a little uncomfortable.

If Lord Di said three days, he would naturally believe it. By locking down this private prison, they could deal with the Taiping Cao Gang. By dealing with the Taiping Cao Gang, they would be able to trace the large amounts of money flowing into them. This would be the ironclad evidence that would allow them to trace back to their backers and the people behind the scenes.

Except for the [Fantasy Tower], Lord Di said that it was not a secret gathering, but a clear place for banquets. The upper class in the capital were honored to enter it, and only royal relatives, children of noble families, high-ranking officials, famous people in the world, etc. were not invited. The person behind it was vague, but it was said that he had power in the palace.

But that's all in the future. Regardless of whether Huanlou has any relationship with the Taiping Cao Gang and what the relationship is, Pei Ye believes that Xu Chuo has already considered it, and Lord Di will also have appropriate means of dealing with it.

It always makes people feel at ease when there is a reliable person taking over such matters. Pei Ye returned to the courtyard. He was inevitably tired after two days of sleepless nights. He lay on the bed and picked up the Jade Sword Theory and continued to read it until dark. He heard two of his classmates coming back outside, but he did not come out to greet them. He closed the book and fell into a deep sleep.

The next day was a cold day when Pei Ye woke up. He stretched lazily and went out. Yang Zhenbing was putting a breakfast on the stone table and gestured to him.

As the first person to get up in the courtyard, he would bring breakfast for the other two after coming back from morning meditation every time. Yan Feiqing would usually have a few fruits and a cup of dew, while Pei Ye would have various steaming porridge and pastries.

The young man in black never asked before buying anything. Anyway, if his roommates didn't eat it after morning, he would eat it himself after practicing sword skills.

Pei Ye picked up a bun and tilted his head to take a look. As expected, Yan Feiqing's door was still closed at this time. He turned back and asked: "Is there another sword theory class today?"

Yang Zhenbing nodded: "Afternoon."

"I've been so busy these past two days. Can we have a sword fight after class today?"

Yang Zhenbing shifted his gaze to his shoulder.

".The cat is with someone else. Why don't you let me practice without the cat?"

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"I'll owe it to you first." Pei Ye rolled his eyes and swallowed a mouthful of porridge.

After breakfast and washing up, the two of them went to the sword field together. The day of a sword student in the sword training academy is usually very simple. If there are classes, they will attend the classes. If there are no classes, there are only two things to do: either study in the sword storage building or practice swordplay in the sword field. The life is as simple and monotonous as the sword training clothes on the body.

But in the eyes of outsiders, it is indeed full of legends. Especially after Pei Ye took three classes in the Imperial College, he often heard the scholars enthusiastically discussing the legendary figures and stories in the world. Inevitably, their conversations involved the legendary sword-training academy behind the Imperial College.

"Brother Yang, for someone like you who comes from a famous family, aren't you also much ahead in the sword ladder?"

"Fortunately, the first stage has been completed, and there is still one step left for the second stage."

Pei Ye sighed softly, once again realizing the gap between him and these people. Thinking of his own twenty-four swords, he didn't know when he would be able to complete them. "How many swords do you have in the first stage?"

"Sixteen. What about you?" Yang Zhenbing asked rarely.

"Twenty in the pulse transmission, four in the morning transmission, a total of twenty-four. In addition, there are dozens of hall transmissions and mountain transmissions that need to be learned."

Yang Zhenbing looked at him with a little surprise.

"What's wrong, Brother Yang? Is it too much?"

"Nothing. The first step of the sword ladder is the foundation. We want it to be wide and solid. It is actually intended to reach the fifth step."

"It seems that my ladder is higher than yours." Pei Ye said with a smile.

However, Yang Zhenbing did not refute. After thinking for a moment, he nodded seriously.

The sword-practicing fields are independent areas, with places for singles, doubles, triples, and quads. The two men came to Field B4, hung two wooden signs "Pei Ye" and "Yang Zhenbing" at the door, and thus reserved the venue.

"I won't play chess with you today. Help me learn a sword move." Pei Ye warmed up his body. "I have been learning this move for more than half a month. I know roughly how to perform it, but the sword still lacks some true meaning."

Yang Zhenbing was slightly suspicious: "Practicing sword is your own business. Now that you understand it, you can use it by practicing more."

Pei Ye shook his head: "It will probably take another four or five days for me to practice on my own - I have a good idea. You play with me and I will learn it as time goes by."

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Pei Ye smiled and drew out his sword. It was actually the third move of the Four Swords of Jade and Jade. Ever since he learned [Piao Hui Feng], he had been thinking about the combination of [Qing Ming] and [Duan Ye Hui Lan]. This sword was the last step before the highest inheritance of Jade and Jade Mountain - [Fei Yu Xian]. Once he reached this step, this sword of will was within reach.

Pei Ye has basically mastered the principles of the Jade Sword in these days. That was what Ming Qitian had explained to him in detail along the way to Kongtong. It sounds like a fantasy to go from being exposed to a legacy to learning the supreme sword in two months, but Pei Ye really feels that he is standing in front of the highest level.

What Yu Fei talks about is indeed the principle of the transformation of life and death.

In "Feng Yao", from [Breaking the Earth] to [Jade Old], these seven moves are the life of a cicada, which is vertical; in "Yellow Fei", from [Walking on Water to Pick Scales] to [Pulling out the Sunlight-Shining Feathers], these seven moves are the seven most shining moments of a sparrow, which is horizontal.

That is why the Cicada and Sparrow Swords can be so exquisitely connected, pad the sword, change moves, and even merge with each other, because after intersecting vertically and horizontally, each line is originally connected to each other.

This condensation of life with its length and width defining its boundaries is the Four Jade Styles.

From the struggle between life and death [Carrying a New Corpse], to hiding and protecting life [Floating Back in the Wind], to the most shining and brilliant moment, the statement of life is completed. Then Yu Lao Yusheng, reborn from death, transcends this life and reaches the ultimate of sword.

Different from the previous sword sense, this is the path that Pei Ye has seen clearly.

Therefore, Pei Ye knew what this sword should look like. It was forged with [Qingming] and [Duanye Huilan]. It was an extremely strong sword that could attack with life.

It is by no means as simple as the sum of the two. This is the most famous sword attack style in the entire Yufei heritage, and even in the Fourteen States at that time.

But it is indeed the most difficult. No matter how many times he tried, he still couldn't find the most perfect and ultimate point.

At this time, Pei Ye stopped dwelling on the trivial matters and just relied on the sword's sense. He raised his sword and said seriously, "Give me a sword-guarding move."

"Lower your realm?"

"No need."

Yang Zhenbing then held his sword horizontally. The defense set up by the Eight-Life Swordsman was almost impossible to be broken by the Six-Life Swordsman, not to mention that he was Yang Zhenbing. But Pei Ye believed that if this sword was successful, it should at least be able to do this.

He raised the sword and stared intently. After about twenty breaths, he adjusted the sword in his hand to the best state. Then, the extreme stillness suddenly turned into movement, and the clear sound after [Spreading Wings] rang out clearly on the sword field. But this was not just a clear sound, because at the strongest moment of this sword, the young man surprisingly added another move [Broken Leaves Swirling] on it!
One attack and two swords, neither can be distinguished from the other, this is truly an indescribable level of skill, worthy of applause even among swordsmen in the spiritual realm.

The sword that broke the airflow came suddenly, with a loud bang, and then Yang Zhenbing only took a slight step back, and the strong true energy had soothed everything.

The sword in his hand did not shake at all.

Pei Ye seemed to have expected this, rubbing his wrist and slowly making a sword flower.

Yang Zhenbing also looked down at the sword in astonishment: "The combination of these two swords, your skills are impeccable."

Pei Ye nodded. After learning from Yang Zhenbing's sword skills a few days ago, he was indeed striving to perfect his sword moves, especially the two moves he was currently learning.

However, when he was absolutely sure that he had overlapped the climax of the two moves perfectly and accurately, the sword still did not arrive as he wished.

So he said that he "still lacks some sincerity."

Yang Zhenbing also realized this, so he stopped talking, pursed his lips, and repositioned his sword.

Pei Ye adjusted his state of mind and stared intently at the sword across from him that seemed to be cast in the air.

——What kind of power can break through such a defensive posture?

He tried hard to forget some skills and rely on his body's instinct to approach the sword, but after the sound of metal clanging, he failed again.

But there was no regret. The two teenagers of similar age spent the entire boring yet solid morning here, trying and failing again and again.

Pei Ye probably realized that his focus was a little off, and the true meaning was somewhere he had overlooked, but he was no longer in a hurry to find it like when he had just learned the "Cicada Sword". He calmly knew that this was something that "the meaning will become clear as the sword is practiced in a hundred ways".

Seeing that it was getting dark, he rubbed his wrist and stopped attacking with the sword, smiled at the boy opposite him, and indicated that it was his turn to be his sparring partner.

(End of this chapter)