This is not how immortals cultivate

Chapter 106: Stirring toothpicks in a large jar, overestimating one's own abilities
"Thank you for your guidance, Brother Zhang. If you weren't here, I don't know how long my sword skills would have been wasted."

In the courtyard, Xiang Yuan sheathed his sword and bowed to express his gratitude.

"Zhang has done nothing of merit. He is just the icing on the cake..."

Zhang Celiang didn't dare to take credit for it, and frowned: "Yesterday I heard from the servant that Brother Xiang was leaving today?"

"Well, I am traveling here to find an opportunity for a breakthrough, so I can't stay for long."

"How about you stay for a few more days? I have asked you for some rare treasures, but they have not been delivered yet." Zhang Celang sincerely wanted to keep him. Xiang Yuan had saved his family's lives, and he could not think of any way to repay him, so he could only send him more things.

"Brother Zhang, please don't send me off. The room is already full. My sleeves are only this big. How much can I stuff in them?" Xiang Yuan smiled bitterly.

Zhang Celiang was too enthusiastic. If he hadn't insisted, Juhai Villa would have been given to him.

Although there were many gifts, Xiang Yuan had seen too many good things, so he picked out more than ten pieces. He didn't like the rest, and it would be a burden to carry them with him, so it would be better not to take them and exchange them for a good reputation.

It is an honest man like Zhang Celiang who repays a drop of kindness with a spring and moves things into the house day and night. If it were a stingy person who dared not give anything, Xiang Yuan would dare to ask for it actively.

I'm here to save your family, so what's wrong with asking you for some food?
"Although Brother Xiang's clothes are thin, they are not rootless. I will send someone to take them to Fengxian County and buy you a set of property there." Zhang Celiang said in a firm tone. He would do it regardless of whether Xiang Yuan agreed or not.

Xiang Yuan had never had any way to deal with this kind of people, so he reluctantly agreed after repeated refusals.

At noon, he had a hearty meal and rode a fast horse to the official road with Zhang Celang accompanying him for ten miles.

Looking at Xiang Yuan's back as he left, Zhang Celiang shook his head again and again: "Little brother, you don't want to be rewarded by me. You are being righteous. It's hard for me to repay you. If this gets out, how can I live as a human being..."

"Please wait a moment. Juhai Villa has many friends in Texas. I will spread the word and will definitely give you a timely benefit!"

Zhang Celiang laughed loudly. If you want to make a name for yourself in the world, besides your own means, you also need someone to support you. Otherwise, if you are not related to him, why would people support you?

He is a gentleman who is humble and polite to the young brother. However, because he is too gentlemanly, he does not know the ways of the world. He really thinks that being a good person to the end and having a clear conscience is enough.

Little do people know that it is not so easy to make your way in the world. The world is not just about exorcising demons and monsters, it also involves the ways of the world!
My little brother, just wait and see. Zhang will spend all his wealth to support you!

……

Not far away, seven figures followed, led by Mr. Lingyu.

"Master, didn't you say you were going back to the mountain? Why are you secretly following Master Xiang?" Tang Rou asked with a bitter face.

If I don't use some tricks, you will all be killed in the future, and he will go with the flow. Where can you go to seek justice? Wouldn't Jianxinzhai become a laughing stock?

Ling Yu snorted coldly. The possibility was not high, but it was not impossible. If that really happened, it would not only be Tang Rou and the other six who were injured, but Xiang Yuan would also be put on Jian Xinzhai's blacklist.

There is really no need to turn from a benefactor into an enemy. It is better to make things clear as soon as possible. It can be considered a good relationship if everyone is happy together.

Just as he was thinking, Ling Yu exclaimed, "He just made some name for himself, and now some troublemakers are coming... Well, if I help him and stand on the side of reason, even if I say something unpleasant, he will remember it."

"Master, is someone trying to bring bad luck to Master Xiang?"

Tang Rou was filled with indignation, and several of her fellow sisters also shared the same hatred and were all speaking up for Xiang Yuan.

Lingyu's face darkened: "Go back and copy the rules and regulations two hundred times!"

"No, Master."

……

As for Xiang Yuan, he heard the sound of horses from afar behind him. There were quite a few of them, and they were following him all the way. He guessed that it was Tang Rou and others.

Traveling around the world with a bunch of beautiful girls sounds very exciting. I wonder how many young heroes will envy him when I tell them about it. But it is too much of a burden. The chattering will only slow down his speed in drawing his sword.

Furthermore, a little green among thousands of flowers would make him a mortal enemy in the eyes of all the young heroes. Three people make a tiger, and it would not be long before he became a rapist in Ji Le Dao.

If this isn't Paradise, where do all these beauties come from around you?
Tell me, did you force them?
The devil looks at the sword!

Xiang Yuan got a headache just thinking about these troubles, so he cut off all involvement and left without saying goodbye. He did not even say hello to Tang Rou and the others before leaving. When he heard the sound of horse hooves behind him, he couldn't help but whip his horse faster, just wanting to get rid of them.

In front of the road, three figures holding knives blocked the way, their auras locked, the knife energy drawn but not released, piercing Xiang Yuan's brow.

He stopped his horse, held his sword with one hand, and frowned at the three uninvited guests: "Who are you and why are you blocking my way?"

The three swordsmen were all relatively young, around twenty years old on average. The young man standing in the middle was the youngest, about eighteen years old, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and an excellent complexion. He was the leader among the three.

At first glance, Xiang Yuan was attracted by the sword on his waist. The handle was exquisitely carved and the scabbard was also engraved with gorgeous patterns. Even before the sword was unsheathed, it already had an imposing aura that made people shudder.

There was no murderous or bandit look in him, and he didn't look like a robber.

"Song Beixiang of the Heavenly Blade Sect, are you the young hero Xiang Yuanxiang who is the master of the Wu family witch?"

The young man in the middle held the knife with one hand and spoke politely, but his tone was stiff, as if he had been in a superior position for too long and found it difficult to humble himself.

This is what the Tiandao Sect is like.

After the Tian Sect split up, Tianjian became arrogant, Tiandao became domineering and Tianwu became proud. All three families considered themselves to be the orthodox ones of the Tian Sect and acted arrogantly towards everyone. It was very rare for Song Beixiang to say a few polite words, even if his tone was stiff, which was a courtesy among the three families of the Tian Sect.

Tiandao Sect!
Xiang Yuan's heart skipped a beat, suspecting that the news of his Heavenly Blade Style had leaked out. He jumped off his horse and bowed, saying, "So you are the top disciples of the Heavenly Blade Sect. I have heard of your great name for a long time. I wonder why you three are blocking my way?"

"The three of us are also secretly investigating the disappearance of the Wu family witch..."

Song Beixiang gave a simple explanation. The three of them despised the young hero for his incompetence and were unwilling to lower themselves to cooperate. After a lot of effort, they found some clues and solved the case for Xiang Yuan.

The three rapists were indeed disciples of the Jile Dao, and Miss Wu was not a good person either. A fly bit a rotten egg, but the rotten egg was more capable, and it fought back against the three rapists and brought disaster to Juhai Villa. If Xiang Yuan had not appeared in time, the witch would have run away after playing, and there would have been no possibility of chasing her.

The news of the fierce battle at Juhai Villa that night spread from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred, because someone spent money to buy traffic, and people in the surrounding area boasted about Xiang Yuan, no, they spoke highly of Xiang Yuan.

Flowers are not beautiful without green leaves to set them off. The young heroes who were toyed with by the evil woman became stepping stones, including Song Beixiang and other two.

Can a disciple of the Tiandao Sect endure such injustice?

No, I waited on the official road for a few days and finally I found Xiangyuan.

Today is not for anything else, just to test our swords and see who is better!
Xiang Yuan was very upset. He knew that the Tiandao Sect was unreliable and was looking for trouble everywhere. But he didn't expect that even a low-key person like him would be on the other side's list of people to fight. "Young Master Xiang, do you dare to try the sword?" Song Beixiang said in a serious tone.

"Why don't you dare."

Xiang Yuan tied his horse to the side of the road, held the hilt of his sword with one hand and walked forward: "I have heard for a long time that the sword skills of the Heavenly Sword Sect are so powerful that they can kill ghosts and gods. I have been trying to learn from them, but I have never been able to find a way. Today, I hope you can teach me."

Song Beixiang narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling oppressed by the fierce tiger aura that suddenly spread from Xiang Yuan. He was overjoyed in his heart: "You are really capable. No wonder you were able to subdue the witch of the Illusionary Dao. Since I traveled around the martial arts world, I have never seen a knife expert as good as you among my peers."

"It's all about winning and losing, not life and death!"

"Fight first and then talk!"

Song Beixiang couldn't wait any longer and drew out the sword from his waist with a clang.

The blade is like autumn water, reflecting clear and cold light, and is extremely sharp. The back of the blade is like a goose feather, with smooth curves, light yet tough, and every arc is just right. In the eyes of knife lovers, this knife is a peerless beauty.

"Good knife!"

Xiang Yuan drew his sword and fought with Song Beixiang with the intention of fighting against the tiger.

The sword light blooms, and the east wind blows thousands of flowers at night. It is agile and gorgeous, but also powerful and strong. He changes his moves at will, wields them at will, and does it effortlessly. It is a whole, with the style of a master.

Song Beixiang let out a light exclamation. He was known as a genius since he was young and was used to being arrogant because of his talent. Suddenly, he encountered such a high-level oppressive feeling and felt incredible in his heart.

Judging from this guy’s age, he is two years younger than me. How come his swordsmanship is so powerful?
On the side, two disciples of Tiandao Sect were dumbfounded, suspecting that they had seen it wrong, otherwise how could such a famous junior brother be at a disadvantage as soon as they met.

The Tiandao Sect has a very lofty aspiration of inheritance. The founder was Yan Xuanhe, who was once the best in the world. With just his sword, fists and feet, he was invincible in the world. The tradition has been passed down to this day. Even the Tiandao Sect, which has been divided into three, has hundreds of top-level sword techniques.

Song Beixiang learned nine of them, integrated them into one, and summed up a path that suits him. Once he entered the martial arts world, no one among his peers could fight him.

He was suppressed when they met today. He was not angry or overjoyed, but shouted that it was fate and opportunity, and wanted to use Xiang Yuan's hand to sharpen his swordsmanship.

Xiang Yuan looked everywhere for a whetstone. This was the first time he saw someone using him as a whetstone. He had no intention of giving someone a rose and leaving the fragrance on his hand. His sword moves were more powerful than the last. He took advantage of his natural supernatural power and forced Song Beixiang to retreat again and again. His palms were numb and he almost couldn't hold the long sword in his hand.

Both are works that have opened up all nine orifices, and both are full marks works, but Song Beixiang was able to score 100 points because of his extraordinary talent, and Xiang Yuan was able to score 100 points because the full mark for the test paper in the opening up period is 100.

The strong and the weak are clearly distinguished!

Song Beixiang felt more and more exhausted as the fight went on. The power of his sword was suppressed by the tiger. In a trance, he met Xiang Yuan's eyes and saw a giant white tiger falling from the sky. The tiger's claws were like a mountain pressing down on him. He was powerless to resist and the next moment he would be pinned to the ground by the tiger's claws and turned into a pool of meat paste.

not good!

Song Beixiang's eyes flashed, he suppressed the fear in his heart, and in an instant his heart became as calm as water. He held the sword in front of him, controlling the momentum of a meteor, and the man and the sword became one, creating a dazzling and gorgeous white streamer.

There was no sound of metal clashing, nor was there any carefree passing by.

Song Beixiang looked at the long sword suspended in mid-air in horror. Xiang Yuan's five fingers were like iron clamps, holding the long sword in his hand, making it impossible for him to move forward even an inch.

"How could this be so..."

The young genius, praised by everyone, the good disciple of other people's families, his proud heart was brought down to the mortal world and crushed into dust. Song Beixiang fell so badly that he seemed to hear the sound of a broken heart in a trance.

I use this trick every day and I'm much more proficient at it than you. You're just stirring the noodles like a kilometer, bah, stirring toothpicks in a big jar, you're overestimating your own abilities.

Xiang Yuan gave the correct answer in his mind, and a plan came to his mind. He let go of the long sword in Song Beixiang's hand, closed his eyes and stepped back a few steps: "What a beautiful sword, as powerful as a meteor, there is no return, is this the ultimate skill of the Heavenly Sword?"

Song Beixiang muttered "baba aba", not knowing how to respond. His two brothers also stood there stupidly, dumbfounded, like two telephone poles.

"Good knife, good knife..."

Xiang Yuan gestured a few times on the spot. After a moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, his heart as calm as water, and he controlled the momentum of a meteor, using his palm as a knife, and leaped in front of Song Beixiang in a flash.

Song Beixiang was in a daze, as if he was really dead. He was hit in the chest by the palm knife and staggered back repeatedly. Seeing his own inherited unique skills, he was so shocked that he didn't even have the thought of blocking.

He only took one look and...

No, it’s not that exaggerated. I only learned 70% or 80% of it. It’s just similar in form.

That’s not right. If I can learn the appearance just by taking a glance, then who am I? I’ve practiced for so many years, have I learned how to be a dog?

Xiang Yuan was not stupid enough to actually use the Lone Star Chasing the Moon. Instead, he used the simplified sword moves he had learned. Whenever someone asked him about the Lone Star Chasing the Moon sword moves in the future, he would say that Song Beixiang taught him personally.

There are witnesses nearby, it’s perfect!
Having said that, the simplified sword moves also caused an extremely strong impact on Song Beixiang. Comparing yourself with others makes you feel nauseous, and you feel frustrated and decadent, as if you were dreaming of going to the martial arts world.

Not far away, six little heads watching the fight exclaimed in unison, marveling at Xiang Yuan's amazing talent in martial arts and his first love, making them even happier.

They didn't know how terrifying this talent was. Ling Yu knew it very well and was shocked for a moment. She gave up the idea of ​​going up to reason with them.

It’s simple. It’s not that we can’t beat them, but that there’s no need to.

A genius like this is not worthy of the six people behind her. Even if they are tied together, they will not be able to compare with her. They look down on her.

Looking at other people's children and then at these good-for-nothings at home, Lingyu wanted to pick up an axe and chop them all up to use as firewood.

After years of apprenticeship, you haven't learned much skills. As soon as you entered the martial arts world, you learned the thoughts of love and romance. You can't distinguish the important from the unimportant. Don't go out into the martial arts world in the future. Go back to practice martial arts.

"Let's go back to the mountain gate..."

"Ah, Master, aren't you going to say goodbye to Master Xiang?"

"Tang Rou." Lingyu smiled slightly.

"Disciple, disciple is here."

Tang Rou roughly realized that she had said the wrong thing. Seeing that her master had a blank expression on his face, she quickly forced a cute smile and blinked her big watery eyes, trying to get away with it.

"Copy the rules and regulations five hundred times!"

"No, Master—"

(End of this chapter)