The First Sword of the Universe

Chapter 521 Come on, come on, everyone come to the manor!
In the swirling, rolling fog.

A crystal ice ball, three meters in size, was lifted into the air by a strong arm.

Then, the arms and shoulders below the arms were revealed, as well as Xu Xingchen's head, chest, waist, abdomen, legs, and the white clouds churning beneath his legs.

Xu Xingchen stepped on white clouds and broke through the thick fog. He held up a huge, ever-changing crystal ice ball above his head with one hand. His eyes were sharp and his expression was calm and peaceful.

There was no trace of the ferocious fighting spirit he had displayed earlier.

below.

Without its source, the fog quickly thinned and dissipated as Murong Fu and Xiao Feng flew recklessly and wildly.

Immediately, the two spotted Xu Xingchen above them and stopped their rapid movement.

Their gazes immediately fell on the enormous ice puck that Xu Xingchen held above his head with one hand, especially the two familiar figures inside the puck.

Whoosh!Whoosh!
Seven stars revolved around him, and Murong Fu soared into the sky, arriving near Xu Xingchen.

With a gloomy expression, he shouted, "Master Xu, what have you done to my father?"

Click!

Lightning flashes.

Xiao Feng, surrounded by a blue-white lightning dragon, also appeared on Xu Xingchen's other side.

His eyes blazed with fury, yet he couldn't hide his pain and sorrow as he coldly asked, "Xu Xingchen, why did you do this?"

Xu Xingchen looked at the two people on his left and right and said with a smile, "Gentlemen, don't be in a hurry, let me explain slowly."

Murong Fu and Xiao Feng's gazes swept over the figures of their fathers in the crystal ice ball above again. Although they did not understand what was going on, they were still wary and dared not make a move for the time being.

Xiao Feng said coldly, "Leave everything else aside for now. Let me ask you first, how is my father? Is he alive or dead?"

Murong Fu pressed on, "That's right, how exactly is my father?"

Xu Xingchen said, "Your fathers have been fighting in the martial world for so long that they are already physically and mentally exhausted. In addition, their greed has led them to forcibly cultivate the Seventy-Two Extraordinary Techniques of Shaolin, resulting in conflicts between the techniques and hidden dangers."

"Even if I don't intervene, they won't live much longer."

"Now, they are on the verge of death; whether they live or die is entirely up to us."

Xiao Feng snorted angrily, his eyes flashing with blue-white lightning. The blue-white lightning dragons around him moved swiftly, reflecting the lightning power on his body.

His voice was like a raging thunderclap suppressed deep within dark clouds, carrying a deafening question: "So... you're threatening me, Xiao Feng?"

The seven azure meteors on Murong Fu's body spun and danced faster and faster, causing his long hair to fly wildly, and his eyes blazed with azure light: "If this is a threat, then let's fight."

"Regardless of life or death, I, Murong Fu, will never tarnish the name of the Murong family."

Seeing the tense standoff between the two, Xu Xingchen gently shook his head: "I have no grudge against either of you, nor do I have any connection with your father. Why would I threaten you?"

Before the two could speak, he explained, "The feud between your two families will not be easy to resolve."

"After much thought, I feel that only if your father dies once can some of your inner conflicts be resolved."

"Now, I have sealed them within this ice sphere using the power of Yin and Yang, preserving their last breath."

"If your father survives, the two of you will inevitably perpetuate their hatred, continuing your fierce battle until one of you is dead."

"If both of them die, the feud between your two families may finally come to an end."

"That's why I said, their lives and deaths are in your hands, and in mine."

After hearing this explanation, Murong Fu and Xiao Feng fell silent, and the surging killing intent emanating from them subsided somewhat.

After a while.

Murong Fu asked, "So, my father's injuries can still be healed? May I ask, Master Xu, what would it take for you to heal my father?"

Xiao Feng also said, "If you can heal my father's injuries, I would like to ask Brother Xu for help; as long as my father's injuries can be healed, I, Xiao Feng, will be at Brother Xu's beck and call without any objection."

Both of them avoided the topic of their fathers' deaths and the loss of their grievances, and only talked about healing their injuries.

Xu Xingchen then realized that the two of them still hoped that her father could survive.

So he smiled and nodded, saying, "I understand."

"Your father has broken through to the Heavenly Realm and can communicate freely with the primordial energy of heaven and earth."

"As long as their internal energy flows between them while they are frozen and imprisoned, allowing them to heal each other, their injuries and internal problems can be cured."

Their eyes lit up, and they became excited.

Xiao Feng asked, "How long will it take for my father to fully recover?"

Murong Fu didn't speak, but his eyes were fixed on Xu Xingchen, also wanting to know the answer.

Xu Xingchen said, "They are both quite old and their vitality is waning. It will take at least three to six months for their injuries to heal and for any potential problems to be eliminated."

Xiao Feng took a deep breath: "In that case, I'll leave it to Brother Xu!"

Murong Fu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

After such a long chase and battle, he was already exhausted, both physically and mentally.

With three to six months of rest and recovery, his martial arts skills can definitely be restored to their peak, or even improved.

Therefore, he said, "Master Xu, what is the next step?"

Xu Xingchen looked up at the enormous ice ball overhead and said with a faint smile, "Of course, we'll move this thing back to my manor."

"Gentlemen, why don't we travel together and stay here for a while?"

Xiao Feng replied decisively, "If that's the case, then I, Xiao Feng, will take my leave."

Murong Fu's eyes flickered, and he nodded, saying, "In that case, it's fine!"

His home was in Yanziwu outside Suzhou, not far from Dayu Villa, and it only took half a day to make a round trip.

After returning home, I can visit my family occasionally.

The three reached a consensus and descended into the woods below.

Murong Fu and Xiao Feng had fought alongside their fathers for half a day, and their already exhausted bodies and minds had not recovered much.

They each found a spot, sat cross-legged on the ground, and began to recover their energy.

Xu Xingchen placed the giant ice ball aside and waited quietly.

I pondered whether my actions today were appropriate.
Will the two ice hockey players reconcile after their injuries heal?

A person who has died once will eventually have many of their obsessions dissipated.

Hopefully this method will work!
Carrying this huge ice ball along the way was quite inconvenient during the day.

Therefore, the three decided to set off after dark.

Hunt, make a fire, barbecue, fill your stomach, and then set off.

On the way.

The ice hockey puck no longer needed Xu Xingchen to lift it; instead, Murong Fu and Xiao Feng took turns lifting it.

They hid during the day and traveled at night, avoiding official roads, towns, and densely populated areas along the way.

They only walk in the wilderness.

The three possessed profound inner strength and long-lasting energy. In just a few days, they traversed several provinces and returned to Dayu Manor outside Suzhou.

The ice hockey puck was enormous, and the cave that could have contained it was occupied by Wuyazi.

There was simply nowhere to put it.

After some thought, Xu Xingchen approached Su Xinghe and asked him to have his disciples go into the mountains to cut down some trees and build a simple pavilion.

Su Xinghe naturally wouldn't refuse such a simple request.

After giving the order, the deaf-mute disciples who were painting the stone statues on both sides of the mountain wall dispatched dozens of people to go into the mountain with axes.

In just one day, they carried over a hundred trees, stripped of their branches and leaves, leaving only their thick trunks, back to the mountain village. They peeled off the bark, cut them into planks, and found an open space behind the village.

A series of clanging and banging sounds followed.

In less than half a day, a pavilion four zhang high was erected.

During the construction process, the deaf and mute disciples' artistic talents came to the fore, and they carved patterns of auspicious clouds, immortals, flowers, birds, fish and insects on the roof, and also constructed the shape of flying eaves and brackets on the roof.

What was originally a simple pavilion has been transformed into something more exquisite.

A giant ice ball was placed inside the pavilion.

Xiao Feng and Murong Fu also settled down in the manor.

Every day I would go to the pavilion, sit on either side of the ice hockey puck, and spend half a day quietly there.

Xiao Feng had never met his biological father since childhood. They met for the first time a few months ago, but before they could spend a few days together, they encountered Murong Bo, who was also hiding in Shaolin Temple, and Murong Fu, who happened to be in Shaolin Temple on business.

then
The war breaks out!

Over several months, they traveled thousands of miles, with very little time to rest. Most of their time was spent either in fierce battles or chasing each other on the road.

During short breaks, one either sits cross-legged in meditation to restore energy or takes a short nap to refresh the mind.

Even lighting a fire for cooking was just something done incidentally.

Over the course of several months, he had very few opportunities to truly talk and communicate with his father and deepen their relationship.

Now, I can finally sit here quietly, resting while watching my father play ice hockey.

This can be considered another way for fathers and sons to get along!

Murong Fu felt the same way.

Not long after he was born, his father, Murong Bo, faked his death and escaped from Canhe Village.

It can be said that he has never seen his father since he can remember.

When I went to Shaolin Temple to handle some business a while ago, I inexplicably learned that my father was still alive.

Before he could rejoice for long, he was pursued by Xiao Feng and his son.

Therefore, he also had no time to talk to his father and deepen their relationship.

Now I sit next to the ice hockey puck, watching my father inside.

A peaceful state of mind.

He was so calm that he had no intention of taking action against Xiao Feng on the other side.

Talk about it.

These two were the most skilled martial artists among the younger generation in the martial arts world. People often compared them and speculated about who was more skilled.

Even before we met, I had already heard so much about you.

As a result, they became mortal enemies the moment they met.

Such a sudden and unexpected turn of events makes one sigh at the unpredictability of life.

Then they traveled thousands of miles across the land, during which even eating, resting, and sleeping became luxuries.

Really talk about it.

The hatred between the two was not intense.

Even Xiao Feng, who was the victim, was not immune.

She grew up peacefully with her adoptive parents and never lacked maternal or paternal love, nor did she lack her master's earnest teachings.

His life, from childhood to adulthood, can be described as extremely complete, without any regrets.

Behind.

The unexpected changes in her birth, the appearance of her biological father, and this hatred.
It felt like a nightmare, so unreal.

This sudden hatred was superficial and did not penetrate people's hearts at all.

If his own father was willing to resolve the feud with Murong Fu's father.
I doubt he would object.
just.

His father, Xiao Yuanshan, was too obsessed. Could he really resolve it after his injuries healed?
He held no hope whatsoever.

However, for now, let yourself enjoy some peaceful and leisurely time.

Wu Xingyun and Li Qiushui expressed surprise and astonishment at Xu Xingchen bringing back a giant ice ball from outside.

He came over curiously for a glance, then returned to the cave to continue waiting in front of his senior brother.

They didn't care much about what other people did.

In the cave.

Inside the crystal ice ball, Wu Yazi's body still resembled that of a seven or eight-year-old child.

This means that his body is still generating a continuous and vigorous life force.

This also means that his injuries have not fully healed.

Wu Yazi's injuries were, after all, too severe!

After the disciples of the Deaf-Mute Sect finished building the pavilion, they returned to the stone statues on the two mountain walls and continued to paint them.

at the same time.

There was also a large quantity of lacquer paint, which was continuously transported from Suzhou.

With generous rewards offered, many merchants from all over the country were willing to purchase lacquer and paint coatings.

As the days go by.

The stone statues on both sides of the mountain have become more vividly colored, more lifelike, and more majestic.

Of course, the most imposing were the thirty-six ten-zhang-tall stone statues of Wu Xingyun.

As for Li Qiushui's thirty-six stone statues, they all exude the enchanting and alluring female forms, captivating viewers and making them unable to resist their emotions.

Fortunately, Li Qiushui's thirty-six stone statues are only three zhang tall and are hidden behind the villa, making it difficult for outsiders to see their full appearance.

Unlike Wu Xingyun's statue, which is far taller than all the buildings in Dayu Manor.

Anyone entering the valley will be immediately visible; it is extremely conspicuous.

About a month later.

Wu Yazi's body finally began to change, growing bigger day by day.

This made Xu Xingchen, Wu Xingyun, and Li Qiushui all secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

Knowing that Wu Yazi's injuries had healed and everything was going smoothly.

In the pavilion on the other side.

Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan, inside the crystal ice ball, looked much better, with some color gradually returning to their cheeks.

The image would be better if the remaining scarlet bloodstains in the seven orifices were wiped away.

Xu Xingchen held back a trick when treating the two.

Instead of rejuvenating their bodies, he guided their internal energy into each other's bodies to heal each other, remove hidden dangers, and restore their energy.

The healing manual created by Xu Xingchen, Wuyazi, and Wu Xingyun contains the essence of the three great divine skills of the Xiaoyao Sect and the various divine skills possessed by Xu Xingchen.

It is not suitable to teach it to outsiders.

Duan Yanqing was able to cultivate the complete version of the healing manual because he was the first person to try it.

As for Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan, they were not so lucky.

(End of this chapter)