Myriad Immortals

"This person is..."

Several disciples from the Benhu Martial Arts School looked at Zhong Xuan with apprehension.

obviously.

The old man in front of them was not an apprentice, and his skill in striking with a sword from a distance had truly shocked them.

The group looked at each other, knowing they wouldn't get away with it today on Flying Eagle Martial Arts Academy's turf.

"This isn't over!"

After uttering a harsh remark, the disciples of Benhu Martial Arts School slunk away.

Zhong Xuan began lecturing on the spot.

There were more than forty disciples who came to learn swordsmanship, making the scene extremely lively.

His teaching remained unchanged.

It's still the initial explanation of the Eagle Sword Technique. Disciples of the Flying Eagle Martial Arts School can learn it for just eight taels of silver.

"A sword is inanimate, but a person is alive. To master swordsmanship, one must first solidify the fundamentals before one can adapt to changing circumstances and achieve victory without using any moves..."

One hour later.

There was not a moment of delay.

Zhong Xuan decisively and swiftly ended today's sword lecture.

The new apprentices were still in shock, but the veterans were already used to it.

Zhong Xuan had just stepped out of the martial arts arena and was about to go to the shop in the backyard when he saw an old man smiling at him from a distance.

"Brother Zhong, I knew I hadn't misjudged you."

Zheng Yue looked at Zhong Xuan with satisfaction.

The legend of martial arts first spread its fame.

If one's reputation is not prominent enough, no one will learn from one's teaching.

He wondered why the Flying Eagle Sword Technique was so difficult to promote and develop. Besides the high requirements of the technique, it was also related to his personality.

Zhong Xuan first passed the imperial examination at the county level, and now he has displayed his extraordinary abilities at a crucial moment, gaining considerable fame.

Zhong Xuan understood that Zheng Yue had probably been watching the battle from the sidelines the whole time.

"Brother Zheng, when did you get back?"

"Just got back. I was quite impressed by Brother Zhong's skill just now..."

Zhong Xuan nodded frankly: "Thanks to Brother Zheng, I was fortunate enough to master Eagle Strike, and now I have all three forms."

"Excellent!"

Zheng Yue clapped his hands and laughed. Although he had already guessed something, he was still overjoyed when Zhong Xuan said it.

Zhong Xuan's flick of his finger sent the stone flying, seemingly without using a sword, but it was actually a variation of the Eagle Strike technique. Moreover, judging from his composed movements, it was clearly in harmony with his breathing method.

"Come with me."

Zheng Yue laughed loudly as Zhong Xuan walked into the shop.

"Master."

Ruan Xiu, who was tending the shop, saw his master enter and quickly bowed.

"Alright, go and guard the door. Don't let anyone in for half an hour."

Zheng Yue gave the instructions.

Without asking a single question, Ruan Xiu obediently walked out of the shop, closing the door behind him.

With a creak.

Zheng Yue then turned to look at Zhong Xuan, a smile playing on his lips: "Brother Zhong, I once said that if you can master the first three moves of the Eagle Sword Technique, I will teach you the Nine Strikes of the Flying Eagle. I will not go back on my word."

"Come with me."

Seeing Zheng Yue walk into the backyard, Zhong Xuan followed him.

Five breaths later.

Zheng Yue then led Zhong Xuan to his study.

It's called a study, but actually, there are only three or five books with dusty covers sitting crookedly on the dusty bookshelves.

Upon entering the room.

Zhong Xuan was immediately drawn to a painting hanging in the center of his study.

Sky, eagles, mountains...

The painter's skill was mediocre, but the eagle in the painting possessed an indescribable charm.

"Sword Intent!"

Zhong Xuan was slightly startled.

The ability to convey the essence of swordsmanship through painting demonstrates a terrifying level of swordsmanship skill on the part of the artist.

Zheng Yue then slowly spoke:

"This painting was created by my master. According to him, forty years ago, he traveled to the South China Sea and saw a divine eagle fighting a sea dragon amidst the vast waves. He then contemplated it day and night and created the Flying Eagle Nine Strikes Sword Technique."

"Because it captures a trace of the essence of a great demon, although its killing power is immense, it is inherently malevolent."

"One wrong move and external evil enters the body, and you will become a madman who only knows how to kill."

"Only those with a strong constitution can suppress it."

"Brother Zhong, this is the reason why I have been slow to teach sword techniques, as my master has set a rule."

Zhong Xuan suddenly realized.

When Zheng Xuan spoke of a "hard fate," he meant not only having a strong constitution but also a strong character.

Both are indispensable.

With such stringent requirements, it's no wonder that the Flying Eagle Sword Technique is difficult for ordinary people to master.

When one is young, one lacks willpower. After experiencing hardships, one may have enough willpower, but by then one has reached an age where one's energy and blood are declining. Not everyone can achieve great things later in life like Zhong Xuan.

Zheng Yue: "Brother Zhong, this is a sword manual personally written by our master. There's no need to rush. You can return it to me after you've memorized it."

"In addition, occasionally visualizing this picture can greatly benefit swordsmanship, but the time should never be too long, otherwise there is a risk of confusion of the mind. Remember this, remember this."

He repeatedly gave instructions.

Zheng Yue then passed the sword technique to Zhong Xuan.

"Brother Zhong, I know you are resolute, but you should still be careful."

"Five years ago, one of my disciples obtained the Nine Strikes of the Flying Eagle, but because of greed, he spent one night looking at the Nine Strikes of the Flying Eagle diagram and ended up falling into demonic possession..."

Zheng Xuan did not continue speaking.

This was a misfortune for his sect and his greatest pain.

If it weren't for his prized disciple falling into demonic possession, how could the swordsmanship lineage have fallen into such decline?

"I remember."

Zhong Xuan nodded and took the sword manual from Zheng Xuan.

He wouldn't do something as foolish as possessing superhuman skills and then going out to invite a powerful enemy to attack him, so he simply stayed at the Flying Eagle Martial Arts School.

With two top experts, Qian Hong and Zheng Yue, in charge, it is extremely safe.

It's called a sword manual, but it's more like a notebook that the Divine Fist Eagle Sword scribbled down casually while practicing.

"April of the first year of Yuanping."

"With the new emperor's ascension to the throne, everything is renewed. In the South China Sea, I saw a great demon eagle. Such a demon is born of heaven and earth and lives for thousands or even tens of thousands of years. I yearn for it."

......

"July of the third year of Yuanping."

"Our ancestors observed birds and beasts while hunting, and imitated all things to enter the realm of martial arts. Eagle Claw and Tiger Fist are examples of this. If beasts can be imitated, why can't demons?"

......

"I shall bear the name of the great demon with the bones of a mortal..."

The last sentence.

Zhong Xuan will fulfill the grand ambition made by the founder of the Flying Eagle Martial Arts School.

According to Zheng Yue, at least the former head of the Flying Eagle Martial Arts School did not go that far.

"Great demon..."

Zhong Xuan's heart stirred slightly.

Human martial artists can live for at most two or three decades, while according to the former master of the academy, great demons can live for thousands of years. Their names are so powerful that they could crush mountains.

The physical constitution of mortals is only a few pounds and a few ounces; how can it compare to the weight of mountains?

Even Zhong Xuan, who possesses the destiny of "all things renewed," dared not imagine it.

"Perhaps it was precisely because the ideal was too lofty that the tradition almost got lost."

Zhong Xuan pondered in his heart.

"But since there are great demons in this world, perhaps there really are immortals..."

His desire to seek immortality grew stronger.

Then look at the sword manual in your hand.

Now that I have gained some knowledge of martial arts, I know that the Flying Eagle Nine Strikes is quite remarkable. It is a top-tier martial art in Baisha County and even Yongning Prefecture. If I master it, it will be no problem to obtain the title of Juren (a successful candidate in the provincial civil service examination), and even the title of Jinshi (a successful candidate in the highest imperial examination) is not out of the question.

Zhong Xuan did not become overly ambitious because of the words in the book.

Cultivating immortality begins with cultivating one's destiny.

Living life to the fullest right now is the most important thing.

It lasted for three days and three nights.

Zhong Xuan memorized the 30,000 characters perfectly and put the Flying Eagle Nine Strikes sword manual back on the table.

Only then did he raise his head.

I stared at the picture of a flying eagle on the wall.