A Man in the Snow: Starting with a Sword Challenge to the Northern Liang Prince's Palace

In autumn and winter, there is already a slight chill in the air on the snow-covered plain.

The wind chimes on the houses in Guniugang jingle in the wind, no matter how cold it is outside.

Through that window, you could see the stove burning brightly.

Inside this pavilion, it was warm and cozy, like springtime.

A beautiful woman in a green dress is holding a teapot and placing it on the stove, with a pot of old wine warming beside her.

After the woman finished doing all this, she picked up the pure white cat at her feet:

"Wu Zetian, you seem to have gained weight again."

On the bed not far away, Xuan Yuan Qingfeng slowly opened her eyes. It seemed that she had just walked on the edge of death. Just when she felt like she was about to die, a warm power saved her.

Is it him?

"Miss Xuanyuan, you're awake."

Yu Youwei poured a cup of hot tea and placed it in front of Xuan Yuan Qingfeng.

Xuan Yuan Qingfeng then noticed that her inner and outer clothes seemed to have been changed, and frowned, saying:

"Who changed my... clothes?"

"There's no one else here, so I was the one who changed you. When the young master brought you back, you were covered in blood, so I cleaned you up."

Don't worry! With the young master's personality, although he is domineering and eccentric, he would not take advantage of someone in distress. You are his apprentice.

Not just anyone can meet the young master's standards.

Yu Youwei said with a hint of anger on her face.

Xuan Yuan Qingfeng is being ungrateful, suspecting that Ye Yun has ulterior motives towards her.

Xuan Yuan Qingfeng was a smart man. He understood the unspoken meaning in the beautiful woman's words. His gaze fell on the woman's chest, and he suddenly felt a sense of inferiority.

I never imagined that there really was such a "remarkable" woman in the world.

With such a woman by her master's side, she feared other women would be beneath her notice, so she asked:

"Thank you, Miss Yu. May I ask who you are to my master?"

"Maid!"

Yu Youwei did not hide anything; she had been living a very peaceful life during this time.

Under Ye Yun's protection, she could peacefully learn swordsmanship and do what she wanted. This stable life, free from hatred, was what she desired.

Maid!

Xuanyuan Qingfeng did not believe it.

Men are all lustful.

The woman in front of me was absolutely stunning, and she also had a particularly "large" bust.

Even though Xuan Yuan Qingfeng hadn't had much contact with any men, he still understood some principles.

Yu Youwei stayed in the Purple Gold Tower for a long time. Looking at Xuan Yuan Qingfeng's expression, she knew that the head of the Xuan Yuan family was making wild guesses again.

"Young master, let me tell you, after you wake up, go and find him."

Yu Youwei didn't like Xuan Yuan Qingfeng very much, but unfortunately, this woman was Ye Yun's disciple.

"Thank you, Miss Fish."

Xuanyuan Qingfeng bowed respectfully and then quickly left.

Yu Youwei sighed:

"Alas! What a pity for such a good girl."

Xuanyuan Qingfeng was the original owner of this place, and Guniugang was the ancestral home of the Xuanyuan family. She was familiar with the geographical location of this place.

They quickly located Ye Yun's location.

Ye Yun was placing the jade pendant, given to him by the Zhang family sage, on his brow, trying to comprehend the sage's insights.

Ye Yun, who had been keeping his eyes closed, suddenly opened them, and the righteous aura surrounding him slowly dissipated.

"Qingfeng greets Master."

"You're awake. How are you feeling?"

Ye Yun's voice remained cold and aloof, as if he were unapproachable.

After waking up, Xuan Yuan Qingfeng felt refreshed and clear all over, as if he could sense something special around him, and there was a power constantly flowing through his body.

"Reporting to Master, Qingfeng feels much lighter."

Xuanyuan Qingfeng returned to the Dao.

"I forcibly opened all 108 acupoints in your body and left a pure internal force within you. Your energy is now fully activated, and you can achieve twice the results with half the effort when practicing martial arts." Ye Yun pointed to the bookshelf next to him and continued, "This manual is a fusion of my own techniques with other techniques, and it is very suitable for you right now."

Upon hearing this, Xuan Yuan Qingfeng walked to the bookshelf and took down the secret manual: "The Ultimate Guide to All Techniques".

Ye Yun turned around and stood with his hands behind his back, saying, "This technique can not only absorb the internal energy of others, but also absorb the internal energy of others by enduring their attacks and convert it into one's own internal energy."

When you possess sufficiently powerful internal energy, you can combine the essence of various schools into your own power. I have only created the second level; if you can create the final level yourself, your internal energy will be inexhaustible upon perfect cultivation.

Upon hearing the last phrase, "endless," Xuan Yuan Qingfeng involuntarily tightened his grip on the "All Laws Return to One Technique."

"Thank you for your merit, Master."

"Yes, this technique has a drawback. Absorbing the internal energy of others is ultimately a lower-level approach. One should not be too greedy. After each absorption, one must expel the impure energy and refine it."

Ye Yun reminded Xuan Yuan Qingfeng that, given Xuan Yuan Qingfeng's temperament, he would likely absorb as much as possible, eventually becoming a great demon.

This technique was created by Ye Yun based on the principle of "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Source," which states that "when the sword strikes a useless acupoint, all kinds of energy will naturally arise," combined with a heretical technique created by Xuan Yuan Da Pan.

This evil technique can forcibly absorb the internal energy of others, but its weakness is obvious: it can also lead to qi deviation and demonic possession.

By combining the two techniques, Ye Yun absorbed their strengths and created the "All Techniques Return to One" technique. Although it was not perfect, it was enough for Xuan Yuan Qingfeng to accumulate internal energy.

"Disciple, I will obey your orders."

Xuanyuan Qingfeng knelt on one knee and bowed excitedly.

She definitely has the potential to be a witch.

"Hmm, there's a human flesh furnace sealed behind the cave. It must have been left behind by the Xuanyuan Great Pan, intended for use in ascending to heaven. Consider it a bargain for you; it's left for you to practice your skills."

"In a few days, I will be going on a long trip. There are various martial arts manuals on the bookshelf that I have selected for you. If you want to learn swordsmanship, you can go to Yu Youwei. Her swordsmanship has already reached a certain level, and she can teach you enough for the initial stage."

Ye Yun said slowly.

With his current cultivation level, it's unlikely he'll achieve any breakthrough by simply cultivating here.

He was originally a sword cultivator, and the path of sword cultivator should be one of unyielding perseverance and relentless advancement. He was going to challenge all the heroes of the world.

Only then did Xuanyuan Qingfeng realize that his master was a person who was cold on the outside but warm on the inside. He had such a good thing, but instead of keeping it for himself, he gave it to her directly.

"Qingfeng kowtows to express his deepest gratitude to his master."

Xuanyuan Qingfeng knelt down and kowtowed again.

This time, it was Xuan Yuan Qingfeng's heartfelt acceptance that Ye Yun was her master.

"Go downstairs! Purple clothes don't suit you; they make you look too old. Wear other colors more often."

"Yes, Master."

Xuanyuan Qingfeng bowed and turned around, a gentle smile appearing on his lips.

Ye Yun watched the beautiful figure leave before taking out the jade pendant given to him by the Zhang family sage once again.

With a thought, he immersed himself in it again. The originally small jade pendant was suddenly covered with various small white characters. These were inscribed on it by Zhang Fuyao in his boredom over the past eight hundred years, using his scholarly spirit.

Actually, the above mainly contains various stories from his early years, as well as his discussions with many of his disciples from eight hundred years ago.

If Ye Yun could truly understand these things.

Once you reach the realm of a saint from the three religions, you've entered the gate.