The Star Train's Journey Through the Heavens

Chapter 118 Three Months to Become an Apprentice, Five Valiant Warriors Gather

Jingliu is General Jingyuan's swordsmanship teacher. With Jingliu teaching swordsmanship, who would look up to anyone else?

Under the hopeful gaze of March 7, Jingliu nodded.

"Yay!" March 7th cheered and ran out.

On March 7th, following Meng Huaifeng and Xing's advice and reference, I bought a red training uniform with the characteristics of the Immortal Boat.

Knowing that Kagami-ryu was skilled with one-handed swords, he bought a longsword for practice to use in the meantime.

Everyone gradually returned to the inn, except for Danheng, who had not yet returned.

[Meng Huaifeng: Danheng, will you come back?]
[Danheng: I won't be going back for the next few days.]
[Meng Huaifeng: You've really worked hard. Don't you feel awkward?]
[Danheng: It's alright. I'll just consider it taking care of elderly people living alone, fulfilling their long-cherished wish, and also putting a period to my past life.]
……

the next day.

Early in the morning, March 7th changed into new clothes, tied her hair into two buns, and strode confidently to the place where she had met Jingliu the day before.

Jingliu was already waiting there, a gentle breeze rustling her clothes, standing alone, like a fairy.

Bai Lu, Bai Heng, Ren, and Dan Heng were gathered in a circle in a corner not far away, doing something unknown.

"Am I late? I'm so sorry, so sorry," March 7th quickly apologized.

"It's not too late," Jingliu said calmly, having only been up all night.

"Master, please have some tea!" March 7th knelt before Jingliu, offering a cup of milk tea with both hands.

Jing Liu stared at the milk tea for a moment, wondering if young people these days were so unconventional.
Jingyuan was quite unconventional when he was young, yet he didn't ask for milk tea as an apprentice.

March 7th tilted her head: "Is there something wrong? I saw online that if you're going to become an apprentice in Xianzhou, you have to serve tea to your master."

Bai Heng ran over and said with a smile, "There's nothing wrong with that. What are you standing there for, Jing Liuliu? Milk tea is still tea. Hurry up and take the tea."

Jingliu hesitated before taking the milk tea, holding it in his hands, unsure whether to drink it or not. In the end, he took two small sips through the straw.

"Is only Jing Liuliu born in the Little Three Months? What about us?" Bai Heng asked.

"Yes, yes, we have them all." Seeing that Jing Liu had already drunk his apprenticeship tea, San Yueqi stood up and took out four more cups of milk tea, handing them to Bai Heng.

"Come on, one cup each." Bai Heng handed out four cups of milk tea to Ren, Dan Heng, and Bai Lu.

Before finishing his milk tea, Jing Liu, holding the tea in his left hand and conjuring an ice sword in his right, asked, "How much do you know about swordsmanship? Have you practiced it before?"

"Well, I only know how to rave, chop, and parry." March 7 scratched his head awkwardly, then said as if showing off a treasure, "However, I practiced on my own for a while before, and I even created a move called Star-Slaying Universe-Breaking Great Glazed Sword."

Dan Heng, who was watching Jing Liu teach his disciples, couldn't bear to watch anymore. "Is that sword practice? You're just flailing around aimlessly."

"Oh? Show me how to use it," said Jingliu.

"I have an idea, but I haven't practiced it much yet," March 7 said somewhat embarrassedly.

"It doesn't matter."

"Well then, I'll make a fool of myself!" March 7th's face hardened, and he stepped back a few paces to create some space.

"Hmph, hah, hey! Star-Slaying, Universe-Shattering Great Glazed Sword!"

March 7th made a few awkward, preparatory gestures, imaginary energy surged, and a huge block of ice enveloped the one-handed sword, making it resemble a giant sword, which then slammed heavily onto the ground.

"Master, how is it?" March 7th asked expectantly and nervously.

Jing Liu's eyebrows twitched slightly, and the others covered their eyes in unison. Isn't this just like smashing an ice sculpture with your bare hands?
"Your body is swaying and your center of gravity is unstable. First, practice horse stance for half an hour, and then I will teach you the basic sword techniques." Jingliu said he couldn't comment and skipped ahead to start the lesson.

"Oh," March 7 replied somewhat disappointedly.

They started practicing swordsmanship on March 7th. Meng Huaifeng and Xing felt a bit bored, so they each left to go to other places.

At Bailu's suggestion, Xing invited Zhu Zhuqing, Hongkou, and Poxiao to go shopping and eat in Jinren Lane.

Meng Huaifeng successfully analyzed the second mobile phone martial soul skill, Dream Enters the Divine Machine. After making slight modifications and creating a pirated version, he finally bypassed Aha's Blessing of Joy and was no longer automatically edited and posted online.

However, Aha's actions also gave Meng Huaifeng inspiration. He could obtain various materials through Meng Ru Shen Ji, get permission, edit them himself, and decide whether to post them online.

Given the sheer size of the Honkai Impact 3rd world and his initial level of attention as an unknown user, wouldn't he easily amass hundreds of billions of followers after becoming a content creator?

It's not impossible for it to reach hundreds of billions or trillions. At that time, credit points will flow like water, and you will achieve financial freedom.

It's a pity that Ah-ha couldn't operate the account he made; it didn't belong to him at all. Otherwise, he could have promoted it all over the world every day—it would have been incredibly awesome.

First, he gathered materials, and then Meng Huaifeng set up a small stall opposite the Evernight Marquis in the Star Cha Sea Central Hub.

Are you still captivated by the stories told by Mr. Xi Yan?

Do you wish you could personally participate in the magnificent history?

"Virtual Fantasy Storytelling, not 9998, not 998, just 98, the price of a few cups of milk tea, and you can experience a real time-travel journey!"

"To influence history and rewrite regrets, just how far can you go?"

"Any story to choose from; if you can imagine it, our fantasy world can create it. Note: Even if you don't have the story you want, you can provide the background and main plot for a private customization. Fast, high-quality, and the price is negotiable!"

Mr. Xi Yan across from him took off his sunglasses and looked at Meng Huaifeng with his small eyes.

"Young man, if you're using me for advertising, you'll have to pay the copyright fee."

“No problem, all the money we earn will be yours and the owner of the Boss Lady’s House.” Meng Huaifeng waved his hand.

"Wow, so generous? Then you've been working for nothing!" Mr. Xi Yan exclaimed in surprise.

“What are you talking about? If there’s any interesting material in the illusion, I’ll post it online, and all the online revenue will be mine,” Meng Huaifeng said.

“Not bad, young man, you’re good at this. We’ll keep the real profits, and you can keep the online profits. I agree.” Mr. Xi Yan put his sunglasses back on.

The proprietress of Mengming, whose face had initially looked somewhat unfriendly, brought Meng Huaifeng a pot of tea.

A tea drinker who had just finished listening to Mr. Xi Yan's storytelling came to Meng Huaifeng.

"Boss, is the story of the Five Heroes in the Clouds that Mr. Xiyan just mentioned true? Let me be the Dragon Lord and watch me save the world!" the tea drinker asked.

"Yes, 98 coins, give it directly to the proprietress." Meng Huaifeng said, reclining on a deck chair, swaying back and forth while holding a cup of tea.

The proprietress of Mengming happily accepted the money. Meng Huaifeng told the tea drinker to find a place to sit down, and with a wave of his hand, a stream of light shot into the tea drinker's body, instantly entering the illusionary world of the Five Heroes of the Clouds.

Not long after, the tea drinker suddenly woke up and burst into tears, crying, "Bai Heng, my Bai Heng, waaaaah!"

Meng Huaifeng quickly checked the tea drinker's illusionary experience. Good heavens, facing the terrifying Shuhu, the dignified Dragon Lord was instantly sent flying and seriously injured. Bai Heng, a flying archer, had to step in and fight Shuhu in close combat to save the Dragon Lord.

The final result was many times worse than in reality.

dish!
"Snapped."

The 98th patrol car struck the proprietress again, and the tea drinker, with red eyes, approached Meng Huaifeng.

"This time, put yourself in the shoes of General Teng Xiao!"

"Do you really have to lower our combat strength? Why not use a strategist instead?" Meng Huaifeng couldn't help but say. What kind of trashy combat techniques could possibly bring out even a third of General Teng Xiao's combat power?
"What do you know? Strategists can only offer advice, not make decisions. What if the general doesn't understand my amazing wisdom? I should personally take command and watch me use my talents to deploy troops, command the local chieftains, and save the immortal ship from fire and water!" the tea drinker said confidently.

Meng Huaifeng shook his head. He might not be as good at combat skills, but battlefield command would suffice. Nevertheless, he satisfied the customer's request, plunging him back into the illusion.

"No!"

Sure enough, more than ten minutes later, the tea drinker woke up and let out a painful wail.

dish!
Virtual games do exist, but they all have fixed backgrounds and worldviews. How can they compare to the rich virtual reality experience that Meng Huaifeng has?

Soon, even the ground was filled with people, and the entire street was almost blocked.

In the end, even the Cloud Cavalry had to be mobilized to maintain order.

If it weren't for the fact that Meng Huaifeng was a distinguished guest and benefactor of the Immortal Boat, he would have been driven around like a street performer.

……

Having agreed to find someone to teach March 7th swordsmanship, Jingyuan inquired about March 7th's location and, taking a break from his busy schedule, brought Yanqing over to find him.

"The nameless passengers on the Starry Sky Train are all very talented and knowledgeable. Yanqing, don't put on airs like a teacher. You can learn a lot from them, except for swordsmanship," Jing Yuan Chun advised earnestly.

"Yanqing knows." Yanqing nodded.

From afar, Jing Yuan spotted San Yueqi practicing his swordsmanship. Seeing the white-haired figure beside San Yueqi, Jing Yuan stopped in his tracks.

“Yanqing, it seems she doesn’t need your teaching anymore; she’s found a better teacher,” Jing Yuan said with a complicated expression.

"A better teacher?" Yan Qing raised an eyebrow. Besides the general, was there anyone on the immortal ship whose swordsmanship was better than his?
Jingliu also noticed Jingyuan's gaze and turned to meet Jingyuan's eyes.

"Jingyuan, since you're here, come over. It'll save us the trouble of notifying you," Jingliu said coldly.

"Who's here, Jing Yuan?" Bai Heng's ears twitched, and he ran to Jing Liu's side. Following Jing Liu's gaze, he saw the shocked Jing Yuan.

"Jingyuan, long time no see! Are you done with your work? Come on over." Bai Heng waved enthusiastically.

After his initial shock, Jing Yuan regained his composure and walked towards Bai Heng and the others, his steps unconsciously becoming a little more hurried.

Looking closely at Bai Heng in front of him, Jing Yuan smiled sincerely and said, "Although I don't know what happened, Bai Heng, welcome back."

"You've become much more composed. Also, you don't even call me 'sister' anymore. Is it because you've become a general that you look down on your older sister?" Bai Heng joked, showing no favoritism, and gave Jing Yuan a long-awaited hug.

"How could that be? It's just that I'm actually much older than you, Sister Bai Heng." Jing Yuan's nose tingled, but she didn't show it, showing much more strength than Ren.

"Hmph, so what if I'm really old? Once I'm your older sister, I'll be your older sister forever," Bai Heng said, pouting slightly.

Jing Yuan looked around: Jing Liu, Dan Heng, Ren...

Everyone's here. I never thought we'd all get together one day.

Jing Yuan tilted his head slightly; the sandstorm seemed rather strong today.

"The general says you are a better teacher. Do you dare to compete with me? Whoever wins will be the teacher of March 7th." Yanqing said to the mirror with high spirits.

Huh? What is my silly disciple doing? Jing Yuan came to his senses and looked at Yan Qing in surprise.

"Is this your disciple? He's quite brave." Bai Heng winked at Jing Yuan.

"Yanqing, you..." Jingyuan hesitated, unable to finish his sentence.

"What's wrong, General?" Yanqing asked.

"It's nothing." Jing Yuan shook his head. It was good to deflate his arrogance. Would his teacher really kill him?

"This is my disciple Yanqing. He is only a child, yet there are no swordsmen in Luofu who can match him." Jing Yuan introduced him to Jing Liu. He is still a child, so please go easy on him.

Yanqing proudly puffed out her chest.

"His talent is indeed remarkable, but his sharp edge is too blatant, and excessive strength can lead to his downfall. It seems that the swordsmen of Luofu have indeed declined, allowing a child to reach the top." Jing Liu said calmly, seemingly oblivious to Jing Yuan's implied meaning.

Yan Qing felt slighted and showed a defiant expression: "Don't look down on me. Do you dare to fight me? Let me see what qualifications you have to judge the Luofu swordsmen."

“Alright.” Jing Liu, in high spirits after Bai Heng’s return, didn’t mind disciplining his grandson.

"Come with me." Yanqing summoned his flying sword and flew towards an empty open space not far away.

Jingliu quickly followed.

"This looks like the kind of thing Jing Liuliu used when he was young," Bai Heng said, looking at the flying swords behind Yan Qing.

“I did indeed train Yanqing according to the teacher’s growth path,” Jing Yuan nodded in acknowledgment.

"Hmph, the little brat doesn't know his place." Ren sneered.

“Don’t say that. It’s normal for young people to be energetic. Weren’t you like that when you were young?” Bai Heng said.

The blade was speechless.

March 7th, standing in a horse stance, fell into deep thought. "They're fighting over who should be my teacher. Am I that popular?"

Could it be that I am a peerless genius in swordsmanship?

As expected, Yanqing was completely outmatched by Jingliu, and after the beating, he began to question the meaning of life.

A sword can be used like this?

Bai Lu heals Yan Qing's wounds. Yan Qing savors the details of their earlier exchange and feels that his swordsmanship has greatly improved.

Watching the group chatting happily and intimately with the general, Yanqing gradually fell into deep thought. This person seemed familiar to her.

"General, I remember now, he's a wanted criminal from the Immortal Ship, Star Core Hunter Blade! Get out of the way, I'll take him down!" Yan Qing suddenly remembered, jumped to Jing Yuan's side, and looked at He Ren warily with his sword in hand.

Ren looked at Yan Qing with a cold smile. It seemed that this little brat also wanted to be beaten up by him.

“Yanqing, there are no wanted criminals here right now.” Jingyuan grabbed Yanqing.

“But General…” Yanqing was puzzled and wanted to argue.

"No!" Jing Yuan looked at Yan Qing with a solemn expression and a warning.

"Yes, General," Yanqing replied unwillingly.

"Go and inform Fu Qing that I was seriously injured in the battle with Huanlong and can no longer suppress the damage. I need to recuperate for ten days. Fu Qing will temporarily assume the position of general and be in full charge of Luofu affairs," Jing Yuan said.

"General, you really..." Yanqing said nervously.

"Go, inform Fu Qing and come back, so your grandmaster can teach you together." Jing Yuan's expression softened.

"Grandmaster?" Yanqing looked at the clown in surprise. No wonder he was so strong. "Yes."

Yanqing flew away on his flying sword at an extremely fast speed, eager to return and receive swordsmanship instruction from his master.

"Are you trying to slack off? I didn't expect you to be so lazy even after becoming a general. Do you think Fu Qing would be willing to hand over so much work to her?" Bai Heng saw through Jing Yuan's excuse at a glance.

"What do you mean by slacking off? It's a joy to see an old friend again. What's wrong with taking a few days off? She might get angry if I leave the affairs to Fu Qing alone, but didn't I let her temporarily assume the position of general? She'll be very happy." Jing Yuan's lips curled slightly.

(End of this chapter)