Who taught him to practice swordsmanship like this?

These martial arts practitioners clearly didn't understand the difference between cultivators and ordinary martial arts heroes.

The heroes of the martial arts world can actually be considered to be of the physical cultivation lineage. They first temper their bodies to strengthen their foundation and cultivate their vital energy before completing the foundation building process.

The key to body cultivation lies in tempering the body's muscles and bones, rather than in being brave and aggressive.

In other words, the heroes of the martial arts world have taken the superficial aspects of physical cultivation but have abandoned its true essence.

A martial artist's internal strength also comes from the circulation of their own essence and energy. However, although those with internal strength may not have the purity of true qi, they can still enhance the effectiveness of their fighting techniques.

If ten parts of essence can be used to refine one part of true qi, then only three parts of essence are needed to refine one part of internal strength.

However, true qi is extremely precious, but in terms of combat skills, it is not much stronger than internal force.

Therefore, martial artists with strong internal energy can indeed have a certain advantage over many cultivators who are at the initial stage of Qi Refining or even the Foundation Establishment stage.

The problem is that cultivators ultimately cultivate their primordial spirit.

True Qi nourishes the primordial spirit, and once it becomes strong, one can naturally control the spiritual energy throughout the body to unleash many incredible supernatural powers. However, martial artists who cultivate internal strength must, upon reaching a certain level, abandon the old path of true Qi and re-condense their internal strength into true Qi in order to continue their progress and eventually attain enlightenment through martial arts.

The reason why the swordsman surnamed Xie was able to confidently challenge Su Baichen was because, in the eyes of the martial arts world, the so-called cultivators were nothing more than this: they had some ingenious methods that were amazing, but in the end, they could not escape the killing power of the peak martial artists.

"Draw your sword!"

The swordsman surnamed Xie had sharp, piercing eyes. He shouted angrily, revealing his determination to fight a fair and square battle.

Su Baichen did indeed draw his sword, but he was still holding the wooden sword that his senior brother had given him.

The swordsman surnamed Xie angrily retorted, "What does this mean? Are you underestimating me?"

After all, he wanted a good fight, but the boy in front of him took out a wooden sword that children used to play with, which he found very mocking.

Su Baichen didn't reply, but the tip of his wooden sword trembled slightly without him using any sword techniques.

In the eyes of the swordsman surnamed Xie, the wooden sword multiplied from one to two, from two to four, and so on, creating countless variations.

He didn't dare to be careless, but simply assumed it was all an illusion, and then closed his eyes to prevent any influence.

With the confidence of a top swordsman, he felt he could defeat his enemies even with his eyes closed.

However, when he listened carefully to the wind and tried to pinpoint his location, he only felt thousands of wind whistling as they rushed towards him!

It was as if all the sword energy filling the sky was real, without the slightest hint of falsehood.

But everyone knows that's impossible. If that were true, Su Baichen would be a first-rate sword immortal.

The swordsman surnamed Xie was convinced it was a hoax, and he kept his eyes closed, concentrating in an attempt to eliminate any distractions...

However, the rain of sword energy fell.

The raindrops fell densely on his body, instantly turning his clothes into a honeycomb.

The swordsman surnamed Xie felt excruciating pain all over his body, as if he were being slowly sliced ​​to death.

Tiny red spots appeared all over his body.

These wounds did not actually have any sword energy penetrating them, but they still caused real damage.

This is Su Baichen's illusion technique, turning the illusory into the real, and even making the illusory sword have substance.

This is just the beginning. When he reaches a higher level, his illusionary sword energy could probably slice through this person's body!

The Eight Transformations of Illusionary Yin is a top-tier illusion technique of the Yin Sect that undergoes a complete transformation starting from the third grade.

If we say that before the third rank, it still misled others' understanding.

After the third rank, cultivators begin to interfere with the external world based on their own understanding.

Essentially, after reaching the third rank, the cultivator begins the process of seeking enlightenment within themselves.

Honestly, if Su Baichen didn't have memories of his past life and be born with a spiritual and intuitive ability stronger than ordinary people, he would actually only be qualified to master this third-grade illusion technique when he reached the Nascent Soul stage.

At this moment, the swordsman surnamed Xie was being forcibly interfered with in reality by Su Baichen's thoughts and will.

The swordsman surnamed Xie thought he was going to fight Su Baichen, but he didn't expect that he was actually facing a master of illusion.

Under these circumstances, the true Xuan Yin sword energy hidden within the sky full of sword energy naturally landed squarely on his body.

The Xuan Yin sword energy, with its blade piercing an inch into the chest of the swordsman surnamed Xie, stopped before the outer wall of his heart. The chilling coldness almost froze his heart meridian.

Su Baichen still held back, remembering Feng Linzi's warning against indiscriminate killing.

But the swordsman surnamed Xie had already fallen to the ground without uttering a sound, his aura dissipating and his heart almost stopping.

It only looks serious; with proper care afterward, it can recover completely.

but……

Seeing this, Zhou Cong simply turned his head and asked, "Teacher Jin Guan?"

The Golden Crown Daoist shook his head with a heavy expression and said, "Such geniuses from the immortal sects are truly beyond the capabilities of us rogue cultivators... Forget it, I am ashamed to accept the offerings from the Prime Minister's residence. After returning this time, I will ask Prime Minister Zhou for my resignation."

Zhou Cong was taken aback, then waved his hand: "Protect me and take me back!"

The gunman turned around, hoisted Zhou Cong onto his back, and ran away.

The servants and the wounded swordsmen lying on the ground were all abandoned.

Upon seeing this, the Golden Crowned Taoist sighed, lamenting the boy's cold-heartedness.

Then he cupped his fists in a gesture of respect to Su Baichen from afar and said, "Young friend, your skills are beyond my reach. However, I'm afraid that Young Master Zhou will not let this matter rest."

Su Baichen replied calmly, "I am all alone. At worst, I can just abandon this Taoist temple and live elsewhere."

At this point, he suddenly turned cold and said, "I advise him not to escalate things to that point. After all, this Xuanmiao Temple belongs to my sect and should not be desecrated."

The Golden Crowned Taoist's expression changed, and he said solemnly, "Understood. I will convey your message to you."

After saying that, he straightened his golden crown, turned around, and walked away.

Su Baichen finally let out a long breath, his brow furrowed with displeasure.

"Junior brother, is it difficult?"

Lin Zhaodi emerged gracefully from the backyard. She had witnessed everything that had just happened, but she wasn't particularly worried.

She's become increasingly indifferent lately, losing interest in worldly matters, her only concern being whether Su Baichen will face difficulties.

Before Su Baichen could answer, Xue Dai, who was standing next to him with his arm in a sling, said, "Master, if Zhou Cong comes again, I'm afraid there won't be just this many people."

Su Baichen chuckled: "What, are you worried they'll bring their troops and surround my Taoist temple?"

Xue Dai nodded seriously: "The real person doesn't know the thoughts of these officials, especially Zhou Sheng. Unless someone in a higher position than him is in charge, he will not tolerate anything that gets out of his control."

Zhou Sheng was the powerful prime minister of the time, and everyone knew that the emperor of Liang trusted him the most.

Su Baichen's brows relaxed again. He said, "I know, but as I replied before, if that's the case, I'll have no choice but to abandon this Taoist temple and continue arguing with them."

"Leaving that aside, Mr. Xue, isn't your elder brother in the Imperial Guard? Won't he be implicated?"

Upon hearing this, Xue Dai chuckled and said, "Don't worry, I changed my name and identity as soon as I decided to venture into the martial world, so no one knows who my elder brother is."

Su Baichen was taken aback upon hearing this, and suddenly remembered that Xue Dai had never mentioned who his elder brother was.

With so many soldiers in the Liang Kingdom's Imperial Guards, finding Xue Dai's brother with only a few pieces of information was like finding a needle in a haystack.

Relieved, Su Baichen then said to Lin Zhaodi, "Senior Sister, please come with me to treat those two. If we leave them untreated, they might really die."

Those servants only had minor external injuries and would recover in a few days.

Only the swordsman surnamed Xie and the knife-wielder surnamed Qi suffered hidden injuries from Su Baichen's Xuan Yin sword energy. If they were not treated in time, they would probably die.