The road to Jianghu started from the martial arts hall

Chapter 122 Good to be a teacher
"Who is this?"

Fang Xun, who was watching the old man win the argument, asked Du Chen in a low voice.

"He is one of the 'Three Friends of the Pine Forest' that is famous in Jiangzhou, the green pine and the sword are like a clear stream."

After hearing this, Fang Xun immediately found the relevant information in his memory, and felt a strange feeling in his heart.

"Qingsong Sword Song Qingliu, the Three Friends of the Pine Forest, well, they are all on the list of Sanyuetang."

The Three Friends of Songlin are all masters of the Awakening Realm who are over a hundred years old. They are also highly respected martial arts celebrities in Jiangzhou.

Although practicing martial arts in this world can prolong one’s life, the lifespan in the acquired realm is no different from that of ordinary people. After reaching the innate realm, one can live longer.

As long as one is born with open meridians and is free from disease and disaster, one can live for more than 120 years. If one advances further in the state of opening the acupoints, most of them can live to 150 years old. If one achieves the status of a master of divine will, he can live to 200 years old.

This is just a rough estimate. The situations of different people are different. Physical constitution and practice methods will affect the specific lifespan figures, but the fluctuations are usually not significant.

The Three Friends of Songlin are now over a hundred years old, and their bodies are weaker than in their prime, but their skills and understanding of martial arts have become more mature with the passage of time, and their strength is far beyond that of their prime.

Mo Tianming, whom Fang Xun had killed before, was from the Thirty-Six Great Sect, but he was only considered a young generation in the martial arts world. He was still far behind martial arts veterans like Qu Qingliu.

"Brother Fang, although Senior Qu is highly respected and well-known, he has the bad habit of being a know-it-all. Try not to argue with him."

Du Chen was also worried about Fang Xun's youthful vigor. Coincidentally, there was an old senior who liked to "mentor and guide the younger generation" and "like to be a teacher". He was afraid that Fang Xun could not stand the other party saying bad things about him, so he specifically reminded him.

Fang Xun nodded to show that he understood: "Thank you, Brother Du, for your reminder. Please rest assured that Senior Qu is highly respected. How could I have a conflict with him for no reason?"

"Then I won't disturb Brother Fang from comprehending the sword marks."

After saying this, Du Chen went to comprehend the sword marks on his own. This was a daily routine he would do. He would comprehend the sword meaning in the sword marks, verify what he had learned, and see if there were any flaws so that he could fill them up.

Although he has contemplated it many times, he always gains something every time.

Seeing that Du Chen had entered the state, Fang Xun, like everyone else in the square, began to carefully observe and comprehend the sword mark on the mountain wall.

He walked to the stone wall, carefully observed the sword mark, and felt the vitality contained in the sword's meaning.

Suddenly, a ray of light suddenly rushed out from the sword mark in his eyes and slowly stabbed towards him.

Fang Xun was stunned for a moment, blinked his eyes, and found that the stabbing light and shadow disappeared without a trace, as if it was an illusion just now. He immediately understood that this was the sword intent left in the sword mark.

Soon, Fang Xun collected his thoughts and immersed himself in the sword marks without distraction. Gradually, he became fascinated and closed his eyes to stop looking, but instead tried to feel the sword marks on the mountain wall with his heart.

In the Liujiantai, the vibrant sword intent seemed to be all-encompassing, encompassing countless sets of sword techniques.

Everyone was trying to comprehend the sword intent in the sword marks, and the artistic conception they comprehended was different, but everyone gained something.

Fang Xun seemed to sense a peerless swordsman in fluttering white clothes, who sometimes sat quietly in the mountains, sometimes walked around, and occasionally swung a sword.

He only felt the vitality from the white-robed swordsman, even when he was swinging his sword, as if all the sharpness was deeply restrained.

As time went by, the vitality emanating from the swordsman gradually increased.

After an unknown amount of time, when vitality reached its peak, the sword in the swordsman's hand let out a loud sword chant. With one swing of the sword, the world instantly became only black and white, and vitality was gone, replaced by death!
When Fang Xun saw this, his eyes lit up and he was filled with joy.

"Sure enough, the sword is a weapon of killing, and swordsmanship is even more so. How can there be only life and no death? When life reaches its extreme, it will be death!"

He could see that this senior was taking the exact opposite path from him.

Fang Xun's path is to live towards death. He has "died twice", once before crossing over, and again when breaking through the innate realm.

This kind of experience has given him an understanding of life and death that is incomparable to others. The path he takes is to understand yin and yang by experiencing life and death.

When practicing internal skills before, the skills were also deliberately chosen in the way of balancing yin and yang. This was the case with "Wedding Dress Magic Skill" and "Golden Silk Rain", and also with "Absorbing Power Skill" and "Vajra Indestructible Magic Skill".

After breaking through the innate state, all skills will be completely integrated into one, and the true Qi, yin and yang, will be as desired, entrenched in the Dantian like Tai Chi.

The next step is to transform Yin and Yang into everything, constantly learn from the strengths of hundreds of schools, integrate the essence of other internal skills to simplify the complex, and then all kinds of martial arts can be mastered with ease.

In the sword intent of this senior, he felt the other's love for life, but when it reaches the extreme, the sword in his hand will go from life to death, only death, only to bring death to the world!
It is the same as his "Four Swords of Killing" and the fifteen swords of the famous "Thirteen Swords of Death" in the ancient martial arts world.

Although it was inconsistent with his own approach, Fang Xun benefited greatly from the opponent's sword intent, especially the changes of life and death, yin and yang, which were his guiding light.

While observing the sword intent, Fang Xun felt that many of the obscure and difficult obstacles that were usually hidden in the past suddenly became clear, especially when he read "The Four Swords of Killing" again, he had a different understanding.

But the next moment, just when Fang Xun was about to fully comprehend the 'death' aspect of the sword intent, everything came to an abrupt halt.

Fang Xun opened his eyes, and his dazed eyes gradually regained clarity. After feeling his own condition, his expression became depressed.

'Gone? Why is there nothing after that?!'

Perhaps this sword mark was just left casually by the predecessor, and the exquisiteness contained in the sword intent was not complete. Most of it was vitality, which was gone before it even began when it came to the step from life to death.

This made Fang Xun feel extremely uncomfortable. Although he had gained a lot this time, he still felt something was not right.

It's like when you're halfway through sex, your girlfriend suddenly says she has her period.
"It's a pity that the sword marks were just left by that senior. Although they are exquisite and profound, they still leave us wanting more."

And when he muttered to himself with great regret, an old voice immediately sounded in his ears.

"Boy, don't be too ambitious. You have only mastered the basics of this senior's casual sword move. You want to run away without even learning how to walk. You will suffer a great loss in the future!"

There was a hint of warning in his tone, which made Fang Xun stunned for a moment and turned to look.

He saw Qu Qingliu, the 'Green Pine Sword', walking slowly towards him with his hands behind his back, a serious look on his face, full of "this is for your own good".

Fang Xun reacted immediately and felt strange.

"Is this what you mean by being a teacher? I think I understand."

Thinking of this, he asked with a subtle expression: "Senior, was your childhood very unhappy?"

(End of this chapter)