I am a prince in Zhutian Films

Chapter 419 Departure for Tianxiahui

Loss.

This was a reason that the Sword Master had never thought of.

After all, as a famous boss in the underworld, he has always acted on impulse without considering gains and losses, and naturally has never had the mentality of a businessman.

But even if it wasn't there, he could still understand it.

"You don't have to pay for the natural treasures. I will ask Wushuang City to prepare whatever you need. If you still feel you are at a disadvantage, I have many other martial arts secrets in my sword book. You can read them. You don't have to give me your Void Sword Manual."

Perhaps because he had lost his seven emotions, the Sword Master always spoke in a cold and emotionless voice, and rarely showed any emotion.

To some extent, Bu Jingyun, known as the "Cryless God of Death", is a bit like the Sword Saint.

"You still have some conscience. I'll write a prescription and you ask Dugu Yifang to prepare it according to the prescription. I'll treat you today. Let's go."

In this way, Ying Xun temporarily settled down in Jianyu.

Apart from eating, sleeping, and detoxifying and conditioning the Sword Saint's body, Ying Xun spends all his time practicing, which even the Sword Saint feels inferior to.

Moreover, when practicing sword skills, he did not try to avoid the Sword Saint, which made the Sword Saint unable to help but glance at him sideways. The more he looked, the more he felt that Ying Xun was truly a genius in swordsmanship.

In terms of talent in swordsmanship, he is even better than him.

In addition to being amazed at Ying Xun's own talent in swordsmanship, he was also amazed by the Void Sword Sutra that Ying Xun practiced.

Just watching Ying Xun practicing sword made him gain a lot and realize many things.

If before he only felt that the purpose of the Void Sword Sutra was above the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, then now he could only say that his Holy Spirit Sword Technique was just a human martial art, while the Void Sword Sutra had transcended the scope of the human world.

Of course, this is only from the perspective of the intention. Precisely because the intention is too high, it requires a certain level to exert its power. Therefore, in terms of improving combat effectiveness, the Sword Saint feels that his Holy Spirit Sword Technique is more suitable for Ying Xun.

He believed that Ying Xun knew this with his talent in swordsmanship, but he had clearly passed the Holy Spirit Sword Technique to Ying Xun, but he did not see Ying Xun practicing it, which made him a little puzzled.

"Why don't you practice Holy Spirit Sword Technique?"

That morning, the Sword Master finally couldn't help himself and asked his doubts.

"I just don't believe it. You must know that with your current strength, practicing the Holy Spirit Sword Technique will be more beneficial to improving your current combat power."

"Of course I know, but if I don't practice the Void Sword Scripture, how can you learn it? We agreed to exchange the Void Sword Scripture for your Holy Spirit Sword Technique. I gave you the secret book but you didn't want it. I can only show you myself."

The Sword Saint was a man of his word. He had said before that he didn't need to exchange it for the Void Sword Manual. So when Ying Xun later gave him a copy of the Void Sword Manual, he did not accept it. Ying Xun was also a man of his word. Since you don't want the secret book, then I will demonstrate it to you. As for how much the Sword Saint can understand in the end, that has nothing to do with him.

"This……"

The Sword Master didn't expect the reason to be like this, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

"Don't be so fussy. By the end of today, I have demonstrated all the sword techniques I know. Please watch carefully."

Since Ying Xun said so, the Sword Saint stopped being shy and looked at it openly.

Then, the Sword Master went into seclusion for three days.

Three days later, the sword energy in the Sword Fool was so rampant that ordinary people dared not look directly at it. Fortunately, Ying Xun was not an ordinary person. He stared directly at the room where the sword energy was bursting out with his eyes wide open.

Soon after, the sword energy dissipated, and hearty laughter echoed throughout the courtyard.

Then, the Sword Saint flew over and said, "I have learned something. Young Master Ying, let's have a fight."

"Row."

Ying Xun was naturally very happy. He turned his hand and grasped the iron sword given by the system, and said solemnly: "Come on!"

Then, he was beaten up by the Sword Master.

Ying Xun, who felt like he had been run over by a dump truck, was quite helpless about this. He estimated that he was about the same as Junior Sister Feng now...

But then again, in the first part, Junior Sister Feng was still quite strong, and had not yet fallen into the status of a unit of measurement for the strength of the strong.

But no matter what, we still have to improve our strength.

Although the Sword Saint's attack was ruthless, Ying Xun had the Heaven and Earth Furnace Sutra, so even though he was seriously injured, he was able to recover the next day and continue to fight with the Sword Saint.

"Too slow, too slow..."

"Do you think you are fast? This is the true Holy Spirit Sword Technique..."

"Well, the speed is good but the sharpness is not enough. You are still far from mastering the Holy Spirit Sword Technique..."

After being beaten for a month, Ying Xun's strength has been significantly improved.

Even if you are a sword master, you can't defeat Ying Xun unless you use 70% or 80% of your strength.

In the words of the Sword Saint, he is the best among the younger generation in the martial arts world today, and even looking at the entire martial arts world, he has few rivals.

At the same time, the time has come for Dugu Yifang and Dugu Ming to set off for the Tianxiahui.

At the gate of Jianyu, Dugu Yifang and Dugu Ming were already waiting on the street with their men.

Ying Xun stood at the door, smiling and waving at the Sword Master in the yard.
"Old Sword Saint, I'm leaving. I'll come to see you when I have time."

The sword master, who was originally on the verge of exhaustion, has now been replenished under Ying Xun's treatment. He looks a lot younger than before, and his emotions have also been restored.

It was just because he was used to hiding his emotions beneath his face, so he still had an expressionless look when facing Ying Xun's farewell.

"You really don't want to take me as your master?"

"Why do you have to ask such a question?" Ying Xun said with a smile, "We are now close friends regardless of age. If I become your disciple, wouldn't that mean I am lower in seniority than you? It would be a loss-making deal, and I won't do it."

The Sword Master was speechless. He stared at Ying Xun for a long time, and finally threw a booklet to him.

"What is this?" Ying Xun asked.

"Swordsmanship."

"Didn't you teach me the Holy Spirit Sword Technique?"

"This is a new sword technique created by combining your Void Sword Scripture. Don't let this sword technique be tarnished. Get lost!"

After the Sword Master finished speaking, he waved his hand and closed the door directly, without even going out to say hello to Dugu Yifang.

Ying Xun stood in front of the gate and looked through the new sword techniques created by the old Sword Saint before walking towards Dugu Yifang and the others.

"Lord Dugu."

"Win brother."

Compared to when they first met, Dugu Yifang was now much more polite, his eyes narrowed when he smiled, but Ying Xun still noticed his eyes and glanced at the book in his hand.

"Lord Dugu wants to take a look?"

"This...Isn't it inappropriate for my brother to give you the swordplay secret book, Brother Ying?"

"There's nothing inappropriate, you see."

Ying Xun said this and threw the sword-fighting secret book directly to Dugu Yifang.

Although he had only glanced through it before, he could still see some of the tricks in it. If he had not learned the Holy Spirit Sword Technique and the Void Sword Sutra, it would be basically impossible to comprehend the essence of it.

Unless Dugu Yifang has the same talent for swordsmanship as Sword Saint or Wuming, does Dugu Yifang have it?
If he had it, he wouldn't have been able to defend Wushuang City and be suppressed by Xiongba.

"Thank you, Brother Ying, please!" "Please!"

From then on, Ying Xun finally embarked on the journey to the Tianxiahui.

Along the way, he insisted on practicing whenever he had time. When practicing the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, he did not avoid Dugu Yifang and Dugu Ming, father and son.

Dugu Ming and Dugu Yifang were just like the Sword Saint. Whenever Ying Xun practiced swordsmanship, they couldn't help but stare sideways.

Peeping at this thing, is it still in the same vein?

"Brother Dugu, this Holy Spirit Sword Technique was originally taught to me by your brother. It is considered something of your Dugu family. If you and Xiaoming want to learn it, I can teach you. No need to peek."

After these words were spoken, Dugu Yifang and Dugu Ming, father and son, were both stunned.

Dugu Yifang never expected that Ying Xun would ruthlessly expose their peeking, and even less did he expect that Ying Xun would be so generous as to be willing to pass on the Holy Spirit Sword Technique to them.

As for Dugu Ming, it was simply because of that little sound.

You know, Ying Xun looks younger than him, and although he is a close friend of his father and uncle, he finds it hard to accept the title of Xiao Ming.

Dugu Yifang didn't care whether his son was feeling uncomfortable or not, he just laughed and walked towards Ying Xun.

In the days that followed, Dugu Yifang and Dugu Ming both learned the Holy Spirit Sword Technique from Ying Xun.

Unfortunately, both father and son had limited talent in swordsmanship. Dugu Yifang had at least learned the form but not the spirit, and was considered to have barely gotten into the door, while Dugu Ming could not even get into the door.

Now Ying Xun finally understood why the old Sword Saint did not pass on the Holy Spirit Sword Technique to Dugu Yifang.

With this talent, practicing the Holy Spirit Sword Technique is simply an insult to the sword technique itself.

In addition to teaching the father and son the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, Ying Xun would also seek out Dugu Yifang to practice with them.

At the beginning, Dugu Yifang was still able to suppress him, but as time went on, Dugu Yifang's advantage became smaller and smaller.

In the end, when the large group entered the territory of Jiazhou, at least on the surface, the two men were evenly matched.

That would have been fine, but what was more important was that Dugu Yifang discovered that his martial arts had been secretly learned by Ying Xun, and that the power he exerted was even greater than in his hands.

Therefore, whenever Ying Xun approached him for a sparring match, Dugu Yifang refused and always found excuses to decline.

In the blink of an eye, several days passed and the group finally arrived at the gate of Tianxiahui.

As it was getting close to evening, Dugu Yifang was not in a hurry to pay homage to the mountain. Instead, he found a nearby village to stay the night and planned to go up the mountain early the next morning.

"Dong dong dong..."

There was a rhythmic knock on the door, and Dugu Yifang in the room knew who it was without opening the door.

"Brother Ying, I'm a little tired from all the traveling these days. When we return to Wushuang City, I will definitely fight you."

"I'm not here to spar with you."

Upon hearing this, Dugu Yifang heaved a sigh of relief, opened the door, and asked with a hint of doubt: "If you don't want to spar with me, then why are you here, Brother Ying?"

"I'm here to say goodbye to you, brother. I've already told Xiao Ming about this, so I thought I'd say goodbye to you, too."

"Farewell?"

Dugu Yifang was getting more and more confused: "Aren't you going to the Tianxiahui to see the world? We are going up the mountain tomorrow. Why are you leaving for no reason? What's the important matter?"

"It's nothing important. I just found out that the place I want to go is not inside the gate of Tianxiahui."

Ying Xun came to Tianxiahui to find Youruo at the Lakeside Cottage, but he always thought that the Lakeside Cottage was inside the mountain gate of Tianxiahui.

Until noon today, when he was practicing martial arts by a quiet lake, he discovered that several maids from the Tianxia Society were rowing into the huge lake in a boat like thieves. He could vaguely hear words like "Miss". Then he followed them all the way and found out that the small building in the middle of the lake was deep in the lake. In this way, he naturally didn't have to follow Dugu Yifang and the others up the mountain.

"Where are you going, Brother Ying? I'll arrange for someone to take you there."

"No, I can just go by myself."

Ying Xun has lived for a hundred years after all. Counting the time he faked his death in this life, he is already a thousand-year-old fox. How could he not see through Dugu Yifang's little tricks? !

"I just came to tell you, brother, I'm leaving!"

After Ying Xun finished speaking, he didn't give Dugu Yifang a chance to speak. He just jumped up and disappeared into the night.

Afterwards, Dugu Yifang glanced towards the darkness, and several disciples of Wushuang City quietly chased in the direction where Ying Xun left.

After a stick of incense, there was a knock on the door again.

Dugu Yifang immediately winked at his son in the room, and Dugu Ming understood, stood up and opened the door.

"City Lord, Young City Lord."

Lonely One waved his hand and asked, "How is it?"

"Reporting to the city lord, I didn't catch up."

Dugu Yifang stood up suddenly and shouted angrily, "Useless!"

Dugu Ming, who had returned, poured tea for Dugu Yifang and consoled him, "Dad, calm down. You know that Ying Xun's martial arts skills are not inferior to yours. It's normal that they couldn't catch up. It would be strange if they could catch up."

The disciple of Wushuang City looked at Dugu Ming with gratitude and replied respectfully: "City Lord, although we were unable to catch up with him, we can be sure that he did not go to the Tianxia Association, but went to the big lake where he practiced today."

"What big lake?"

"There is a lake ten miles southwest of here. Young Master Ying was practicing there today. I went to see it before and found that the boat on the shore was gone. I guess Young Master Ying took the boat to the lake."

"Taking a boat trip on the lake in the middle of the night?" Dugu Ming looked surprised.

"Idiot, who would go boating in the lake in the middle of the night?" Dugu Yifang cursed angrily and said thoughtfully, "There must be something in the lake that we don't know about. I'm afraid it's related to Tianxiahui."

Seeing Dugu Yifang pondering after he finished speaking, Dugu Ming waved his hand at the disciple. After the disciple went out and closed the door, he spoke: "Dad, don't be suspicious all the time. Ying Xun killed someone from the Tianxia Society with his own hands and even fought with Bu Jingyun. He can't be a member of the Tianxia Society."

"It's inevitable that they are not acting for you."

"When he killed the people from Tianxiahui, he didn't know that people from Wushuang City saw him. And you've also seen along the way that Ying Xun doesn't care about the things between us and Tianxiahui. And his martial arts talent is far superior to Xiongba's three disciples. If he was really a member of Tianxiahui, how could Xiongba send him as a spy? On the contrary, I don't believe he is a member of Tianxiahui."

Dugu Yifang nodded in agreement, but said, "We still can't be careless. Have you found out his background?"

Gu Duming nodded: "We have found out some information. In addition to what we found out before, that he came from Jinniu Road, we also found out that he is a young master of a wealthy family in Gyeonggi Province. He was sent to a Taoist temple in the mountains to practice Taoism when he was young, so he cannot be a member of Tianxiahui."

The so-called young master of a wealthy family in Gyeonggi Province was naturally an identity that Ying Xun fabricated for himself, and he also revealed this news to the disciples of Wushuang City through the Blood-Clothed Guards, so Ying Xun had long known that Wushuang City was investigating his background.

As for Ying Xun himself, he actually didn't care about Wushuang City's investigation. He just thought that to live in this world, he should have a reasonable and legal identity, so he asked the Blood-Clothed Guards to handle a household registration for him.

Gyeonggi Province, Anzhou City, the winner’s young master.

This is his current legal identity. As for how he got this identity, it was naturally bought by the Blood-Clothed Guards with money.

The world is not as bad as the master and the people in the town said. There is still order and balance. Maybe it's because the dynasty has changed. The current official government is generally good. However, no matter which dynasty, there are always corrupt officials. As long as you have money, it is not difficult to handle household registration. If you can't do it, it can only be said that you didn't pay enough money.

Dugu Yifang naturally didn't know this, so he asked, "Is it credible?"

"The person sent to investigate hasn't come back yet, but I think it's credible."

Dugu Yifang was silent for a moment: "Well, I understand. It's getting late now. Go and have a rest. I'll think about it."

(End of this chapter)