Sword Roaring in the Sky

Chapter 7: Understanding Qinggong
Miao Youxiu chuckled and said, "Although the Miao family is not wealthy, we have dozens of manors in various places in Dalang and more than ten strongholds in famous mountains. What does this little money mean to us?"

"Forget it. You're so poor, and you fought so hard to get these flying banknotes. I'll just give them all to you!"

Sun Yanwan was shocked and shouted, "Master, is our family really that wealthy?"

Miao Youxiu said lazily: "As long as you have strong martial arts skills and money is easily available, what's there to be surprised about?"

Sun Yanwan just felt that the martial artists in this world were completely different from the martial artists he had read in novels in his previous life. He did not ask too much and buried his head in carefully counting the flying banknotes in the bundle. There were a total of 586 flying banknotes, each with the same denomination of 20 strings of cash, which added up to more than 10,000 strings of cash, which was in line with an idiom on Earth - a fortune of ten thousand strings of cash!
The purchasing power of one copper coin of the Kingdom of Dalang is equivalent to five or six hundred yuan on Earth. According to the wealth value on Earth, it is a considerable fortune.

After suddenly receiving such a huge sum of money, Sun Yanwan lost all interest in the five money bags. He emptied the money bags and found that most of them contained loose silver, copper coins and iron coins. Only the money bag of the bearded man contained five large silver ingots and more than ten banknotes.

Sun Yanwan still wrapped up the flying banknotes in her bundle and threw away the five money bags, leaving only the silver. Her heart was pounding as she thought to herself, "I didn't expect to have such a good opportunity after traveling through time. Now I don't have to worry about my life anymore."

After the excitement, Sun Yanwan suddenly felt hungry. He had not eaten anything in the morning because he was going out to look for his master. Also, because he saw Miao Youxiu killing someone in the street, he hurriedly followed his master to escape from Chongyang City and had been hungry the whole time.

He was in the wilderness, with nowhere to find food. His stomach growled a few times, and he was just beginning to feel ashamed when a large pancake was thrown in his face. He took it, overjoyed, and shouted, "Master, you brought some food with you!"

This big pancake was naturally thrown by Miao Youxiu. He chuckled and said, "No matter how much money you have, if you have nothing to eat in the wilderness, it won't satisfy your hunger."

"Master, let me teach you a lesson. When you travel around the world, you must always carry some dry food with you."

Sun Yanwan munched on a big pancake, looking like he was obediently learning. He said, "Master, what you said is very true. I have learned it..."

After eating the pancake, Sun Yanwan patted his butt, stood up and practiced the Hunyuan Posture several times. In this world where force is respected, he had a rare opportunity to learn martial arts, but he dared not live a ridiculous life and waste his time.

Miao Youxiu couldn't help but admire him when he saw how hard he was working. He thought to himself, "My martial arts are all inherited from my family. After all, I can't really accept a disciple. I can only register him in name only. I can't travel around the martial arts world with a child like this for a long time. It's too inconvenient."

"I originally wanted to pass on the Hu family's Hunyuan Pillar and Tangmo Sword and then part ways with this kid, but Yan Wan saved my life, he's talented and intelligent, and he's hardworking, so why not give him another chance? He deserves to call me Master."

"I heard that Zhang Yuanqiao of the Songyang Sect, because of a disagreement with his senior brother, burned incense in front of the statue of the founder, and then split off from the sect to create a new one!"

"He is considered a master of his generation, and now he is in need of a good disciple. If I send Yan Wan to be his disciple, wouldn't it be a win-win situation for both master and disciple?"

That night, the two masters and apprentices each had their own thoughts. Miao Youxiu thought that in order to make the relationship between master and apprentice worthwhile, he had to help his apprentice find a good place to live. Sun Yanwan suddenly got a large sum of money, and he was excited and worried at the same time. He tossed and turned and it was very unbearable!

Finally, at daybreak, Sun Yanwan hurried to his feet. Unfortunately, outside the wilderness, inside the dilapidated temple, there was no clean water or towels, let alone a breakfast stall. Even if he wanted to show his filial piety, he couldn't. He could only help his master roll up some hay. Miao Youxiu got up that morning, meditated for half an hour, then let Sun Yanwan carry his bag. After determining the direction, they headed south again.

By noon, Sun Yanwan was exhausted. He saw a town in the distance and happily followed his master into the town.

Miao Youxiu was also quite hungry, so he found a noodle shop and ordered two large bowls of noodles. After the master and apprentice had eaten their fill, they found an inn in the town and settled down.

Miao Youxiu was injured and had not yet fully recovered, so he settled down and did not go out, but practiced internal energy to heal his injuries.

Sun Yanwan was alone and had nothing to do, so he went to a shop on the street and bought some easy-to-carry food and sewing materials. Although he had never been a backpacker before he traveled through time, he often traveled and had no lack of experience and courage in going out. After buying things, he returned to the inn and cut the cloth he bought. Although he was not good at tailoring, he was not going to make any clothes, just a vest, which did not require any skills. Sun Yanwan sewed dozens of pockets inside the vest and sewed all the flying banknotes into them. Then he took off his coat and put on the handmade vest inside. He stuffed two pieces of clothes into the bag casually, so it was not so conspicuous and he was not afraid of being spied on. He felt much more at ease when he was out.

With money in hand and some kung fu skills, he was much better off than when he first came through. Sun Yanwan thought to himself, "After all, I'm a time traveler, and I'm off to a good start. I must seize the opportunity." He also had a vague feeling that this young master was always in a hurry, as if he had a lot of things to do, and he was afraid that he would not keep him by his side all year round.

The master and disciple stayed in the town for a few days and then left.

Miao Youxiu did not stay in one place for long. Like a traveler, he would stay in a village, town or city for a few days. Occasionally, he would go out to visit friends, but he never let his disciples follow him.

Along the way, in addition to practicing internal energy to heal his wounds, he also taught his disciples martial arts. In addition to instructing Sun Yanwan on the Hu family's 36 Hunyuan Postures, he also taught them the Hu family's 72 Demon-Slaying Sword Techniques one by one.

The Hu family's Demon-Slaying Sword Technique has many variations and exquisite moves. When the whole set of sword techniques is used, it is like a rolling gale and is extremely powerful. Although he has the careful guidance of his master Miao Youxiu, it still took Sun Yanwan more than two months to practice it proficiently.

He quickly got used to this kind of life and traveled around the world with his master. Occasionally, when passing by a big city, he would look for some books to read and familiarize himself with the culture, climate, customs, habits and people of this world.

On this day, when Sun Yanwan was practicing Hunyuan Posture, his internal energy was accumulated and connected with the meridians in one of his legs. When he walked and jumped, his body became lighter. He had learned the art of lightness and leaping without any teacher.

Combined with the light work, he practiced the Demon-Slaying Sword Technique. This sword technique suddenly had countless changes, and its power increased by three or four points. When Sun Yanwan practiced the Demon-Slaying Sword Technique from beginning to end, he felt that the moves were coherent, without any stagnation, and the changes were at his will. He was immediately ecstatic.

Even though Sun Yanwan's martial arts skills had improved significantly, they were still only considered fifth- or sixth-rate in the martial arts world. He wasn't proud of it, though. He sheathed his sword and thought to himself, "What a shame! I can't find someone from the martial arts world to test my skills. If I win, it's fine, but if I lose, I might even lose my life."

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