The First Sword of the Universe

Chapter 177: Traveling the Mountains and Rivers with the Green-Winged Bat King

It was late at night and the moon was bright in the sky.

Among the several wooden houses in the back mountain of Butterfly Valley, only one had lights on.

The night breeze that seeped in through the window gaps gently swayed the flame of the oil lamp on the table, occasionally making a soft crackling sound and bursting out some tiny sparks.

Xu Xingchen sat at the table, quietly reading a Taoist book, his mind deeply attracted by the contents of the book.

The Taoist scriptures of this world record more and deeper things than those in The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, and have even touched upon aspects of the mind and spirit.

Although it is not as detailed and specific as the Nine Yang Divine Art, it contains many scattered things and aspects that are more extensive.

Xu Xingchen is now absorbing some knowledge from this world, expanding his knowledge base and accumulating his own knowledge reserves.

As the true energy in his body acquired more changes in properties, he needed to make a major summary of his martial arts, and even his original name needed to be re-drafted.

However, I have been busy with the affairs of the Ming Cult for some time, and only recently have I had some free time to focus on the study of martial arts again.

While reading, he wrote down some useful knowledge from the book on pieces of paper, which were spread all over the desk.

First record, then summarize, then conclude, and finally research and practice.

Wanting to create martial arts that suit his own level is not as easy as when he wrote those piles of martial arts for Cangwu Pavilion before.

He needs to think carefully, ponder over it repeatedly, and proceed step by step.

While Xu Xingchen was reading and writing in the house, he didn't know that a guest with strange whereabouts came outside.

A swift shadow, like thin smoke or a ghost, leaped and bounced quickly in the forest, between rocks and cliffs, flashed and disappeared, passed through the Butterfly Valley, and came to a cliff in the back mountain.

The phantom went from blurry to clear, and suddenly stood still, revealing a tall and thin figure. A wide green cloak tightly wrapped around his body, leaving no skin exposed.

The moonlight was as bright as frost and snow, falling on his face, revealing a strange and eerie face.

He had sharp cheeks and a pointed mouth, was skinny, and had a dull grey complexion. But what was most shocking was his eyes, which were like two small lanterns emitting a red glow, revealing a dark, bloodthirsty aura from the inside out.

The night wind on the cliff was much stronger than that at the foot of the mountain. A head of messy long hair fluttered freely in the air behind her head.

Loneliness is like a long night, cold and secretive!
The visitor stared at the small wooden house at the foot of the mountain with the light still on with a sharp gaze. He looked at it quietly for a full hour.

It was not until the moon was at its highest point in the sky that he leaped off the cliff.

The man was in mid-air, and the green cloak that tightly wrapped his body suddenly spread out to both sides, forming a pair of wide bat wings.

The falling body suddenly slowed down several times.
He was like a giant flying bat, soaring and dancing freely in the light of the bright moon, gliding and circling silently all the way down.

After more than ten breaths, he finally arrived at the woods at the foot of the mountain and landed lightly on the top of a big tree.

The green cloak, as wide as a bat's wing, shrank back again and wrapped tightly around his body.

In this way, even if the night wind blows towards him, it will not be able to lift his clothes and make the sound of fluttering flags.

The person's figure jumped on tiptoe, constantly changing position between blur and clarity, like a flying bird in the night, or more like a silent phantom, floating silently outside the candlelit window of the wooden house.

After standing still for a while, he carefully and cautiously put his head in front of the window gap, and his pupils, which were glowing dark red, looked inside through the narrow space.

At this moment, a surprised voice came from inside, and then someone said in amazement: "I didn't expect that there would be a distinguished guest coming tonight, and he is such an extraordinary master of Qinggong."

"Dear guest, would you like to come in and have a chat?!"

The skinny figure standing outside the window was not at all panicked by having his whereabouts discovered. He reached out and slapped the window. With a light snap, white cold currents spread on the two window frames and slowly separated to both sides, bringing a hint of coldness into the room.

A dry and slightly sharp voice sounded: "As soon as I came out of retreat, I heard that there was a new leader in the Ming Sect. I couldn't help but be curious and came to see what was going on."

"I didn't expect that, just like the rumors said, you are really a young boy who just turned 20."

The visitor stared at the young man in the room with bloodshot eyes and asked indifferently, "Hey, kid, what makes you think you can sit in the position of the leader of the Ming Cult?"

The windows covered with white frost were wide open, and the night wind blew out the flame of the oil lamp.

But the bright moon was shining outside, and the silver frost was everywhere, which could not stop the two people from looking around inside and outside the house.

When the person outside the window saw Xu Xingchen's appearance clearly, Xu Xingchen also saw the person's appearance clearly.

The other party's strange and bizarre appearance, as well as certain information revealed in his words, coupled with the martial arts he displayed, made him raise his eyebrows slightly, and he couldn't help but smile: "It turns out that it is the Green-Winged Bat King who has come to visit. No wonder the light body skills are so outstanding." "You ask me, why do I sit on the position of the leader of the Ming Cult?" Xu Xingchen paused for a moment, feeling that at this moment, he must not be polite or humble, otherwise, he would be regarded as a weak person. So, he said boldly: "Of course it is because of my unparalleled martial arts and the wisdom of a scholar!"

Upon hearing this, the Green-Winged Bat King was silent for a moment, and then his tone became serious: "I have read the four great books you wrote, they are indeed brilliant!"

"The strategies you have implemented have indeed proved that you are strategic and wise."

"However, I have never seen your martial arts skills before."

"I wonder if you could give me some advice, Master?!"

Xu Xingchen was moved when he heard Wei Yixiao's last words, and thought to himself, "He calls me the leader. Could it be that he has already accepted me halfway?"

As he thought about it, he spoke with more thought: "How do you want to see my martial arts?"

"How about we compete in Qinggong?"

Wei Yixiao's eyes glowed red, and he chuckled twice, saying, "My Qinggong is not acquired through training, but due to a certain physique that is different from that of ordinary people."

"So, ever since I became an accomplished martial artist, no one in the world has ever been able to surpass me in lightness skills."

"Master, I have also inquired about the process of your assassination of King Ruyang. I know that your lightness skill is as ethereal as clouds and you can travel several meters in an instant."

"However, compared to my Qinggong, I'm afraid it's still inferior!"

Hearing this, Xu Xingchen's heart suddenly rose with fighting spirit, and he laughed: "Bat King, you must know that when a soldier is away for three days, he should be looked at with new eyes. The news you have heard is already a year old."

"Now I have made some progress!"

Wei Yixiao's strange and bizarre face became obviously excited, and he laughed shrilly: "In this case, how about asking the master to take a stroll with me under this full moon and in this forest?"

Xu Xingchen smiled and said, "The Bat King invites me, so why would I not want to? Let's go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Xingchen leaped up, turned into a misty cloud, and floated out of the window.

"Okay, Master, please follow me!"

The Green-Winged Bat King's shrill voice echoed in the air, and his figure had appeared under a large tree several feet away, as faint as a ghost.

"What an amazing speed!"

Xu Xingchen was amazed. The misty clouds stretched and extended and also appeared under the big tree.

But the figure of the Green-Winged Bat King had disappeared here and appeared on the top of a nearby big tree.

The figure was like a wisp of smoke, or like an unreal ghost, so faint that it seemed to disappear into the night.

This is a light-weight martial art that is completely different from the Sunflower Manual. Although it also looks ghostly, it does not have the slightest eerie or strange aura.

The misty clouds flowed among the grass and trees in the forest at a slow and leisurely pace, but in a trance, they went to a very far place, and only a faint trace remained in the air, slowly dissipating.

In front of the misty clouds, a ghostly figure almost completely blended into the night wind, leaping quickly among the treetops, grass tips, and the ground, then disappearing in a flash.

Occasionally, it would spread its bat-wing-like cloak in the air, soaring and dancing in the moonlight, circling and turning.

A shadow of a bat as swift as the wind and a misty and illusory white cloud were chasing each other and dancing in the forest, freer than birds and faster than the night wind.

Sometimes it passes under a big tree, sometimes it passes over the tip of the grass that is weak and fragile, sometimes it steps on the river to create ripples, and sometimes it turns back and forth between the rocks, changing direction and moving forward.
The two flew over the mountains and forests, skimmed across the lake, stepped on the surrounding cliffs in the narrow mountain path, climbed up around, and flew all the way to the top of the cliff that was hundreds of feet high.

Then they continued to soar high into the sky, dancing and circling in the moonlight, attacking each other.

Bang bang bang bang!

The attacks of the two were not strong. The continuous sound of gas explosions was more like a celebration of firecrackers, a tribute to each other's light body skills.

With the help of each other's counterattack force, the two of them floated down the mountain from the top of the mountain, and then continued to fly in the mountains and forests, moving forward hand in hand.

The two of them let go of their emotions and raced all the way in the moonlight, passing through mountains and forests, across the lake, and even over the roofs of two small towns on the way.
I don't know how much time I spent or how many miles I ran, until the bright moon was setting in the west and the eastern sky was slightly bright, as if a huge red object was about to rise up.
The two of them suddenly realized that they had been running for most of the night, and now they didn't know where they were? !
"Master, let's take the hill in front of us as the destination and see who gets there first!"

In the shadow of the bat that was as fast as the wind, Wei Yixiao's face was strangely pale, and his two blood-red eyes were surging with bloodthirsty light. There seemed to be some strange changes in his body, but he was still excited and made a provocative scream.

In the misty clouds that followed, Xu Xingchen's equally excited roar came: "Okay, let's compete!"

Amidst a series of sharp laughter, the Green-winged Bat King's figure suddenly sped up a lot, almost blending into the wind.
(End of this chapter)