From a humble farmer to a great martial arts master

Chapter 130, Eye Insertion

"Father, Qinghe was able to stabilize the situation and achieve its current state, and Ren Qingshan deserves immense credit for that—I did not mean to complain in my letter."

Feng Zhenjiang responded somewhat nervously.

After years of separation, and the initial surge of familial affection, he felt a bit afraid of his father—a fear he had held since childhood.

Feng Jingxian glanced at his son, gave a muffled reply, and then asked, "Where did he go?"

Feng Zhenjiang respectfully replied, "They went to a village further north, saying they wanted to investigate the source of the drought and see if any demons were causing it."

"Let's go."

"Go into town."

Feng Jingxian and Gongshu Ce exchanged a glance. Seeing the smug smile on each other's faces, they were too lazy to say anything more and got up to enter the city.

Of course he understood the meaning behind Gongshu Ce's eyes: Your son is not as good as my apprentice.

I want to swear.

Zhou Shiqian hurried over, greeting him with a touch of respect, displaying the elegance of a crown prince.

Feng Jingxian suppressed his bad temper, smiled like a chrysanthemum, and praised the Crown Prince endlessly, following him half a step behind. Even in retirement, he still deeply understood the ways of being an official.

Looking at the old general who had fought in a war that destroyed a country, Zhou Shiqian suddenly remembered what Ren Qingshan had said a few days ago when he left: "Your Highness, when you are surrounded by smiling faces, it is difficult to hear the true voice." He continued, "A prime minister must rise from the local government, and a fierce general must emerge from the ranks."

He sniffed and sighed inwardly.

"I've heard that Master Gongshu authored a book called 'The Great Strategy'?"

"If you don't mind, sir, may I borrow your book and take a look?"

Gongshu Ce was slightly taken aback, but couldn't suppress the smile on his lips, and immediately agreed.

He knew perfectly well that this was all thanks to his disciple, who had won over the crown prince with his wisdom.

The Crown Prince wanted to borrow it, so of course we should grant it; we couldn't be happier to do so.

Feng Jingxian's eyes stung slightly. He stroked his beard, composed himself, and couldn't help but shake his head and smile.

They can't escape.

They're all vegetables in the basket.

There are three sacred sites of martial arts in the North.

Yuntai Sacred Realm, Juetian Sacred Realm, and Xueshan Sacred Realm present the three realms of Heaven, Earth, and Man, arranged in a triangular formation.

It can be called a sacred place of martial arts because it was awarded the title of "Mountain of Occupation" by imperial decree during the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and it possesses a legendary martial arts story.

This made Ren Qingshan's mind wander.

I want to ward it.

However, he is still thinking of a solution.

The Earth Book will trigger the energy reactions of other martial arts legends, creating quite a stir. If the Earth Book's successor's movements from Fengcheng Prefecture to the Northern Border highly overlap with one's own, it wouldn't be ideal.

It would be best to choose an occasion like an autumn festival, where there are many people, making it easier to take advantage of the chaos.

Alternatively, one could disguise oneself as a disciple of another sect—ideally, a Divine Strategist Saint Realm disciple. From Hua Xuan's sealed secret, one could learn that the sect's ancestor was a confidant of the Earth Emperor, and that disciples at the Divine Strategist Saint Realm were few and far between, and little known to the public.

Hold on!

Meanwhile, there is another matter.

Five Elements Spiritual Objects.

The imperial court's control over innate martial artists was mainly manifested in the five elements of spiritual objects.

Merchants and auction houses require verification of names and martial arts degrees before purchasing, and deliberately inflate prices to squeeze the living space of innate martial artists in the martial arts world through various means.

However, the current drought and unrest in the North present a good opportunity for me.

Guerrilla warfare!

Fire one shot and move on to another.

There are thirteen prefectures in the north. Let's search them one by one and see if we can find anything.

Starting from Qinghe Prefecture, Ren Qingshan traveled north, encountering increasingly higher mountains, colder weather, numerous bandits, and widespread famine victims.

Fortunately, the Crown Prince's side is making efforts.

Garrison troops, caravans, and numerous martial artists traveled along the official road, like flowing water nourishing the parched land.

Occasionally, a monster might emerge from the deep mountains and forests, but it would quickly be killed and become food.

There were no birds flying in the sky.

They were all shot and eaten.

Tai'a Mansion.

The river in this prefecture freezes over in winter, making it navigable.

The local prefect was resourceful; he rallied the disaster victims, repaired the official roads and the garrison city, and with the help of high-ranking martial artists, even the frozen soil was not difficult to excavate.

An inn in the city.

In the warm pavilion, Ren Qingshan was watching "television".

On the television screen, there was a scene of Shenxiao Cave, where Hua Xuanfeng was teaching his disciple swordsmanship.

His disciple, Ding Shaoan, was at the Visceral Realm and had not yet broken through to the Innate Realm. His daughter, Hua Wangyou, was also studying with him.

This daughter has already broken through the innate level.

The five elemental spiritual items of Shenxiao were mainly obtained from Shenxiao Auction House in Fengcheng, as well as from the sect's accumulation over generations and from various other sources.

However, the Shenxiao Auction House has now been shut down, and the spiritual items obtained from other channels are only a drop in the ocean compared to the sect's large number of disciples.

A spiritual item can be used by both elders and disciples.

The disciple wishes to break through to a higher realm.

The elders also wanted to be promoted.

Resources are never enough; we still have to fight for them.

Hua Xuan, facing the predicament of Shenxiao, has already intended to change the sect's strategy. Previously, the priority was to supply the elders, but now, he wants to cultivate more juniors.

This set of Divine Firmament Sword Techniques is extremely exquisite and is one of the sect's top martial arts. It consists of nine forms, yet it encompasses a wide range of techniques.

Over the years, using this sword technique to fight against enemies has often resulted in victories against stronger opponents.

Thousands of miles away, Ren Qingshan ate his meal, drank his tea, and watched intently, feeling quite content.

Well, I can have another identity now.

This sword technique is characterized by its tangible internal energy, graceful and elegant movements, and extreme speed—making it highly recognizable.

Those who share the martial arts world can recognize each other at a glance.

Once he learned it, it would be perfect for him to impersonate a disciple of the Divine Firmament Sect.

If I go to other martial arts holy lands in the name of Shenxiao disciples and plant an eye on them, even if someone notices, they will only start by investigating from within the Shenxiao sect—what does that have to do with me, Ren Qingshan?

After passing on the essence of the Nine Sword Techniques to his disciple Ding Shaoan for two full days, Hua Xuanfeng told him to leave first and then closed the Shenxiao Cave.

He then taught his daughter another set of sword techniques in the cave.

"This sword technique is called the 'Sword-Breaking Style.' It was painstakingly created by our ancestors and is specifically designed to break the Divine Firmament Sword Technique. Only the sect leaders of each generation are allowed to practice it."

"Today, I, your father, will pass everything on to you."

"Just remember: unless in a life-or-death situation, or to eliminate traitors for your sect, do not use this without authorization!"

His voice was extremely solemn, and his gaze was like a knife as he stared at his daughter.

Hua Wangyou's pretty face turned serious, and she replied crisply, "Daughter understands, and will certainly not fail Father's trust."

This scene.

This surprised Ren Qingshan, and he became very interested.

Well done, Master Hua! You look so handsome, but I never expected you to be so secretive.

People in the martial arts world like to keep a secret weapon.

Either keep the last move of the technique a secret, or create a completely new set to counter it.

in the cave.

The father and daughter were teaching and learning, their atmosphere solemn and focused.

Inside the inn.

Ren Qingshan also learned and comprehended this sword technique, practicing with his hands and learning very quickly.

His desire to "see into" other martial arts holy sites grew stronger.

Although such transmission of skills is rare, it is bound to happen!

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