Tumor Sword Immortal

Chapter 62 Xu Shangxin's Qualifications
Xu Zhuofeng sighed to himself.

But he himself knew the answer: in the end, it was because the tree of the Holy Palace was too big. Its enormous shade only made the efforts of them, the later generations of the sect, seem so futile and laughable.

Once the spirit is broken, all that remains is petty scheming and debauchery in the shadows.

Ignoring Xu Zhuofeng's inner turmoil, Pei Xia strolled to the intersection ahead and called back, "Old Xu, lead the way!"

Xu Zhuofeng's memories of the sect were indeed from many years ago.

Fortunately, the local area is large, and although the pavilions and towers have been renovated in a few years, many old customs and traditions have not been changed.

The small market formed by porters at the foot of the mountain has been preserved.

The place was more lively than Pei Xia had expected. Although she dared not hawk her wares, it was bustling with crowds and quite prosperous.

Among them were not only merchants, but also outsiders like Pei Xia, as well as many disciples of the Xueyan Sect.

It can only be said that there are lazy people everywhere. Although Nestlé Mountain is not high, there are still many cultivators who are unwilling to walk the mountain roads.

Pei Xia and Xu Shangxin concealed their faces slightly and then began their shopping.

They didn't have much money; it was the little they had taken with them when they left Beishi City. Fortunately, the supplies they needed to prepare weren't expensive either. Apart from a few changes of clothes, all they had were dry rations, water bags, and flint and steel.

Pei Xia, being more experienced, selected a suitable short axe and knife, which would make chopping wood and processing game much easier when camping in the mountains.

Also, considering Xu Shangxin's constitution, it would be best to bring an extra warm blanket, but these things are a bit expensive.

When Pei Xia was about to leave, he asked Xu Zhuofeng to "borrow" a bag from Xueyanmen.

With a little loose silver left, Pei Xia picked out some common medicinal herbs and packed them up.

It was when they were going up the mountain that Pei Xia saw Xu Zhuofeng take out that "square-inch pill," which made her mind start to wander.

Don't forget, he's a fourth-level cultivator, so he already knows how to refine pills.

Limited by the materials, we can forget about making rare and precious pills, but refining some healing and qi-replenishing pills is definitely within our capabilities.

He doesn't need it; it can be prepared for his older brother.

Having bought everything, and to minimize their public appearances, the three urged Xu Zhuofeng to hurry back to the inn.

With the supplies piled up in the main house, Xu Shangxin breathed a sigh of relief: "We've come at a pretty good time. I heard from an auntie who sells goods that Xueyan Sect has a new rule this year: once the birthday celebrations start tomorrow, porters won't be allowed to come up the mountain."

Upon hearing this, Pei Xia glanced at Xu Zhuofeng again.

He had sensed something was amiss when he heard that a protective mountain formation would be activated before the birthday celebration.

Xu Zhuofeng understood his thoughts. He sat on the threshold of the main house and said calmly, "Don't worry, I assure you, no matter what happens, it won't stop you from going down the mountain."

"No, I'm not worried."

Pei Xia spoke righteously, walked to the door, and sat down next to Xu Zhuofeng: "I'll let it go, but look at my older brother, he's so frail, he has no ability to protect himself if something really happens."

Xu Zhuofeng glanced at him sideways.

He was very familiar with this rhetoric; when he was in charge of the Holy Palace, many disciples liked to subtly ask him for advice.

Old Xu was an open-minded man. He reached out and knocked on the threshold, then said after a moment's thought, "How about the Tiger and Crane Dual Form? It's perfect since we're also impersonating the Tiger and Crane Sword Pavilion. I'll teach you a few moves so you don't give yourself away."

Pei Xia gave a thumbs up: "Insightful!"

Xu Zhuofeng patted his bottom and walked towards the open space in the yard.

Pei Xia immediately turned around and waved to Xu Shangxin: "Quick, get the sword."

Xu Shangxin's arm wounds had almost healed, and the scabs had long since fallen off. The large patches of scars looked somewhat frightening, but they did not affect her ability to wield the sword.

The two halves of the iron rod were removed, revealing a beautiful, thin blade, much lighter in weight. With Xu Shangxin's current strength, she could wield it with ease.

Xu Zhuofeng was quite surprised to see Xu Shangxin running over with her sword, while Pei Xia remained seated on the threshold without any intention of getting up. He asked, "Aren't you going to learn?" Pei Xia grinned at him, extended her right hand, and made a grasping motion in the air. A powerful aura emanated from her, and a deep tiger's roar was about to be unleashed. "I'll just take a look and make sure there are no omissions."

This really opened Xu Zhuofeng's eyes.

The Tiger and Crane Dual Forms may not be considered top-tier swordsmanship, but that depends on who you compare it to.

The fact that Jian Ge can establish itself in Beishi City is far superior to many unknown small sects in the martial arts world, such as Zuo Shan Sect and Chang He Sect.

This signature technique of the school, Tiger and Crane Dual Forms, incorporates form and intent into swordsmanship. It may not be considered a clever idea, but it is deeply thoughtful. To truly master it, one needs a profound understanding.

Even when Xu Zhuofeng was studying it on his own, it took him more than half a month.

Tsk, even if he managed to slip through a loophole, the fact that this kid managed to escape Beishi City shows he still has some tricks up his sleeve.

Xu Zhuofeng didn't delve into the matter further, and instead began to demonstrate for Xu Shangxin.

Pei Xia also watched very carefully, but not at Xu Zhuofeng's Tiger and Crane Dual Forms; she was mainly observing Xu Shangxin.

My elder brother has good physical attributes and excellent spiritual aptitude. If he also has talent in martial arts, then even if he enters the field a little late, he may still achieve great things in the future.

They practiced until dark.

As the new moon rose, the longsword in Xu Shangxin's hand was already emitting a faint whistling sound, which was proof that spiritual energy was flowing in a special way.

She had only just begun to transform into a spirit, and it was still too early for her to control spiritual power. The reason she was able to hear the howling sound was due to the Sea-Washing Silver Sand used by "Hero, Spare My Life".

The eldest brother wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at Xu Zhuofeng and Pei Xia with a look of shame: "Am I a little too stupid?"

After all, Pei Xia had only glanced at it outside the inn during the day and had already learned it.

Xu Zhuofeng, having finished his practice, looked at her, pursed his lips, and did not answer.

Pei Xia sighed with a touch of melancholy: "Yes, a little. It's alright, practice makes perfect. Just keep practicing."

Xu Shangxin tightened his grip on the sword, and a hint of determination appeared on his face: "That's right, diligence can make up for lack of talent."

Seeing the girl sheathe her sword and go inside, Xu Zhuofeng turned to Pei Xia and said, "Diligence can make up for lack of talent. How can you even say that?"

Pei Xia chuckled: "What do you think of her talent?"

Xu Zhuofeng, who had previously served as the Master of the White Robes, had seen and taught many young people. Recalling the scene of teaching Xu Shangxin today, he had to nod and say, "Not bad."

"How long did you practice this Tiger-Crane Dual Form?"

"Well, back then, nobody taught me. I just saw it myself, studied it, and figured it out. You know what I mean?"

"how long?"

"...about half a month."

Xu Zhuofeng's true realm has reached the peak of the Transformation Realm, making him a top-tier expert in the martial arts world, and his talent and ability are beyond doubt.

It took him half a month.

Old Xu stopped pretending and sat on the stone bench in the courtyard, sighing, "You alone, and Miss Xu alone, how come the Prime Minister's residence is some kind of paradise?"

Pei Xia had also thought about this matter, and he shook his head: "I'll pass on it, but Xu Shangxin... I feel like someone picked her out."

Xu Zhuofeng was taken aback: "Who?"

Who else could it be?

Pei Xia knew that his father was no ordinary cultivator after taking a sip of the old wine. Coupled with his consistently sharp eye, it was reasonable that he could pick out Xu Shangxin from the vast sea of ​​people.

(End of this chapter)