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

After receiving the cultivation technique from Ye Yun, Xuan Yuan Qingfeng began to cultivate it madly.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng was ruthless. She started by "absorbing" the retainers she kept in Huishan, draining a large number of elders, and firmly establishing herself as the head of the Xuanyuan clan. No one dared to oppose her because she was a woman.

Ye Yun had anticipated this outcome.

Just as in the original story, Xuan Yuan Qingfeng was no longer satisfied with eating at "home". After finishing his cultivation on the mountain, he left Huishan and went down the mountain to find martial arts masters to cultivate their cultivation.

He was even more eager to improve his strength than Ye Yun.

Ye Yun was already on his way to Wudang Mountain.

According to his memories from his previous life, Xu Fengnian has a connection with Wudang. If he wants to cultivate, Li Yishan will definitely send him to Wudang Mountain to receive the sixty-year-old Great Yellow Court internal energy prepared for him by the Wudang Sect Leader Wang Chonglou.

Ye Yun would naturally not allow his enemy to grow too powerful, especially if Xu Fengnian were really in Wudang.

Even if it means massacring Wudang, we must kill him.

Unless he awakens the memories of the True Martial Emperor.

Or perhaps Hong Xixiang remembered the main password.

No one can stop him.

The back mountain of Wudang.

A sound like a long sword slicing through water came from the waterfall.

The man, shirtless, wielded a Northern Liang sword and repeatedly slashed, the blade whistling through the air and a thin layer of sword energy swirling around it.

"Not bad, not bad. I never expected that old man Qi would leave you his sword intent and insights before he died."

On a nearby boulder sat a disheveled, one-armed old man, praising the man practicing his sword.

"Alas! Old Sword God, although I have inherited my grandfather's sword intent and insights, I still feel that something is missing."

The speaker was none other than Xu Fengnian, the heir apparent of Northern Liang.

After failing to kill Ye Yun last time, he vowed to practice martial arts and even gave up his position as the King of Beiliang.

As for whether he truly gave up on the King of Northern Liang.

This matter needs to be addressed by asking Chen Zhibao.

"Boy, what more do you want? You've only been practicing swordsmanship for a little over three months, and you've already managed to condense sword energy. Do you know how many masters need years to achieve this level of skill?"

You should be secretly happy, kid! But while your swordsmanship has improved quickly, you've lost some depth.

Even the old swordsman could see that Xu Fengnian was a prodigy.

In just two months, he grasped the essence of Qi Lianhua's swordsmanship. If given enough internal energy support, he would probably be able to enter the first rank very soon.

What others can't reach in their entire lives, this freak has the chance to achieve in just a few months.

"What kind of foundation is needed?"

Xu Fengnian asked in confusion.

Old Huang, who was drinking in the distance, laughed and said, "What the old sword master means is that young master, your internal strength is insufficient, which is why you cannot truly achieve complete control."

"Internal strength? Old Huang, all you know is drinking. There are shortcuts to cultivating internal strength."

Xu Fengnian hurriedly asked, because what he wanted most was to become stronger quickly.

His master, Li Yishan, pointed out a clear path for him: to practice swordsmanship on Wudang Mountain, no other place would do.

As for why, Xu Fengnian didn't quite understand.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that the Old Sword God and the Crown Prince would both be here."

A cheerful, energetic voice rang out.

The visitor was none other than Wang Chonglou, the leader of the Wudang Sect.

"Greetings, Master Wang."

After experiencing the death of Xu Xiao and the serious injury and mental breakdown of his younger brother Xu Longxiang, Xu Fengnian became more composed and polite.

"Your Highness, you are too polite. As for the matter that Jian Jiuhuang just mentioned, this old Taoist priest can resolve it for you."

Wang Chonglou stroked his beard and smiled.

Li Chungang, standing to the side, scratched his toes and said, "You old Taoist, do you not want to live anymore? The Great Yellow Court of Wudang is extremely difficult to practice, but once you master it, it is a unique skill. It is truly worth the effort."

Wang Chonglou flicked his sleeve and laughed, "This old Taoist priest is no match for the Sword God's style. The rise of Wudang should be the responsibility of this old Taoist priest."

Xu Fengnian, who was in the distance, couldn't understand the conversation between the two. Was this an exchange between experts?

He knew that this kind old Taoist was actually a master of the Great Finger Profound Realm, capable of severing a river with just two fingers.

"Jian Jiuhuang, let's go! Don't get in the way here."

Li Chungang rolled his eyes at the old Taoist priest in the green robe, then called for Jian Jiuhuang to leave.

"Young Master, take good care of yourself later. Old Huang is waiting for you to come out of seclusion not far away."

Passing through customs!

Xu Fengnian asked, "What do you mean by this?"

Just as he hesitated.

Wang Chonglou then waved his sleeves.

The Taoist robes throbbed with excitement.

To Xu Fengnian's astonishment, the waterfall, which even a knife couldn't cleave, was forcibly frozen.

The waterfall seemed to flow backwards.

"Your Highness, I have been cultivating the Great Yellow Court for this day. Based on your acupoint location, I will now assist you in passing on this sixty-year Great Yellow Court to you."

In the blink of an eye, the old Taoist priest forcefully arrived beside Xu Fengnian and pointed a finger at Xu Fengnian's brow.

Wang Chonglou silently recited the mantra of the Great Yellow Court, and a golden stream of energy emanated from his mouth, enveloping the entire pool.

Upon careful counting, a total of eighty-one golden energies coiled around the water dragon, and Xu Fengnian suddenly fell into the icy, bone-chilling pool.

The body, which was originally cold, became burning hot in an instant, truly a state of being in deep water and scorching heat.

Xu Fengnian's consciousness gradually blurred, and in a daze, he seemed to see his mother, Wu Su.

"Mother, I've come to see you."

I feel like I'm going to die.

At the Golden Summit of Wudang Mountain, myriad rays of light shone, and the sea of ​​clouds surged.

An immense pressure emanated from the foot of the mountain.

"Wang Chonglou, how dare you!"

The sound was like thunder. The old, snow-white ox on the back mountain tugged nervously at the rope of the Taoist priest riding it.

Inside the Zhenwu Hall, the enshrined statues of gods couldn't help but tremble.

Hong Xixiang, the junior grandmaster of Wudang Mountain who liked to ride oxen backwards, abandoned his usual laziness and looked down the mountain.

"Such domineering sword intent."

Those clear eyes suddenly narrowed. In his perception, there was a domineering and scorching aura coming from down the mountain, which was being transmitted out of his senior brother Wang Chonglou at an astonishing speed.

This is a paradise on earth.

The crane took flight in fright, and the True Martial Sword rang out.

"Alas! Wudang is likely facing a calamity this time."

Hong Xixiang patted the old ox beneath him and said.

After tidying himself up and putting on his Taoist robe, he strode directly out of the Zhenwu Hall.

at the same time.

Three incredibly powerful sword intents emerged from the back of Wudang Mountain.

"He's here...!"

Li Chungang harbored a vague sense of unease.

Li Chungang was not actually a subject of Northern Liang. To be precise, he was from Western Chu and had no blood relation with Xu Fengnian.

In theory, after the last sword strike, there was no need for me to interfere in the Xu family's affairs.

Unfortunately, he took on an apprentice this time.

His apprentice was deeply in love with Xu Fengnian.

Jian Jiuhuang, standing beside him, suppressed the restless sword box behind him.

After sensing it, Wang Xiaoping arrived at the edge of the Washing Pool, the divine tea in her hand leaping incessantly as she forcefully used her right hand to suppress the ancient sword.

He also knew that the newcomer was incredibly powerful.

But this is Wudang Mountain.

He wants to protect his home.

A man dressed in a red robe hovered high above Wudang Mountain and said coldly:

"Xu Fengnian, come out and face your death!"