NFBE Chapter 504 I'll Teach You Swordsmanship
Chapter 504 I'll Teach You Swordsmanship
"I am Xue Lan, the owner of Wan Gong Fang. Would you like to join Wan Gong Fang?"
The battlefield at Luoxia Mountain was bathed in the blood-red glow of the setting sun.
Xue Lan slowly descended from mid-air and looked at Qi Changfeng, speaking solemnly.
Qi Changfeng looked at the woman in front of him, lifted his robe, and wiped the long sword in his hand:
"Does the immortal have a past relationship with my father?"
The woman in the blue cloth dress nodded to Qi Changfeng:
"I've met him, and I admire him greatly."
Xue Lan met Qi Shan twice in her life.
One instance was during the massacre of the demonic tide, when he mistakenly saw someone falling.
Another time, it was a soul-summoning ceremony held at Luoxia Mountain, with hands clasped in greeting from afar.
The young man sheathed his longsword, his voice deep and resonant:
"Please forgive me, Immortal Master, what I'm about to say may be a bit shameless."
"The immortal who tested my spiritual root cultivation said that I was not talented enough and was too old. There was no way I could be selected for the upper sect."
"Could the Immortal Master recommend me to join the Longsword Sect?"
Looking at the young man's handsome features, Xue Lan asked:
Why go to the Longsword Sect?
Qi Changfeng glanced at the longsword in his hand:
"Because I want to learn the best swordsmanship in the world."
"We want to exterminate all the demons."
"The best swordsmanship in the world?"
Qi Changfeng heard a woman chuckle softly from not far away; her voice was calm and gentle.
It's like the gentle breeze that sweeps through Xunchun City every spring.
Wrapped in apricot blossom petals, it tickles when it falls on your face.
"In your eyes, what constitutes the best swordsmanship in the world?"
"It is a sword that can flatten a thousand miles of waves and make the clouds hang low in the sky."
"Or is it still the silent falling of petals and the ground strewn with blood?"
A look of confusion appeared on the face of the sword-wielding youth, and he opened his mouth but no sound came out.
Xue Lan looked at the bowed-headed boy and spoke calmly:
"If you can't think of it, then don't bother thinking about it!"
How about joining Wan Gong Fang?
As Qi Changfeng pondered, he heard Xue Lan's invitation again. The young man slowly raised his head, his voice resolute:
"I don't want to learn weapon forging, I want to learn swordsmanship."
Xue Lan smiled gently at the boy, her fingertips twitching slightly.
"bass!"
The longsword that Qi Changfeng had just sheathed suddenly flew up, leaving a trail of white light at its end as it flew into Xue Lan's hand.
"Immortal Master!" Qi Changfeng couldn't help but shout as he watched his longsword fly away.
"If you can't figure out that problem, then don't bother thinking about it." Xue Lan held Qi Changfeng's sword in her hand.
"Now I'll ask you my second question."
Why should we learn swordsmanship?
"Because I want to slay all the demons in the world, and I want to go to the front lines like my father!"
"Even if you can never come back?" Xue Lan's tone was icy, sounding somewhat aggressive.
Qi Changfeng was taken aback by Xue Lan's question, then spoke firmly:
Even if I can never come back!
The boy practically shouted those words, and his voice was hoarse afterward.
He looked at the woman opposite him wielding a sword; Xue Lan's slender fingertips traced the snow-white blade.
"Come with me to the Wan Gong Fang!"
"I will teach you the best swordsmanship in the world."
"Wan Gong Fang will forge the finest sword in the world for you!"
Qi Changfeng looked at the woman in front of him, somewhat incredulous:
"The owner of Wan Gong Fang also knows swordsmanship?"
Transparent sword energy emanated from Xue Lan's fingertips, completely enveloping the longsword:
"I have some knowledge of it!"
The woman's tone carried a hint of nostalgia:
"After all, he is the eldest disciple of Master Lingyuan."
Qi Changfeng bit his lip and lowered his head in thought.
He himself possessed four spiritual roots, and his talent was among the lowest of the youths participating in the trial. Logically speaking, he should have had no chance of being selected for the Longsword Sect.
The invitation from this immortal master seemed to be his only chance.
Overwhelmed with mixed feelings, the boy bit his lip, his fingers trembling slightly.
Xue Lan looked at the hesitant boy and spoke coldly:
"Is it because you don't want to?"
Qi Changfeng shook his head vigorously:
“Yes, disciple Qi Changfeng greets Master.”
The boy wanted to kneel down in front of Xue Lan, but his body seemed to be supported by a gentle breeze, and he could not kneel down.
"I will never take on any disciples in my life."
Xue Lan spoke softly, noticing the boy's somewhat surprised expression:
"I'm just teaching you swordsmanship."
After saying this, Xue Lan raised her hand and gently brought down her sword. Then she released it.
The long sword, trailing a silver light, flew back into its scabbard behind Qi Changfeng.
Bai Taolan and the others, who had been following behind Xue Lan, clapped their hands lightly as they watched Xue Lan, their tone becoming cheerful again:
"Alright everyone, the Ascension Ceremony trials are almost over."
"I am waiting for you all outside."
After the woman finished speaking, her figure gradually faded away in front of everyone and then disappeared without a trace.
Qi Changfeng looked at the longsword that had returned to his hand, still feeling somewhat uneasy.
Will that immortal master really teach him the most powerful sword technique in the world?
Before their thoughts could return to normal, Xue Lan's voice suddenly drifted through the air, like a light, ethereal silk ribbon falling into their ears:
"I almost forgot, I need to separate you all."
"Otherwise, we'll be discovered."
"separate?"
Qi Changfeng didn't quite understand Xue Lan's meaning, and his tone was full of doubt.
Until he heard Xue Lan call him:
"Changfeng, retreat!"
The woman's voice seemed to possess a magical power, and Qi Changfeng subconsciously stepped back...
"Boom!"
The instant the boy retreated, a huge crack suddenly appeared where he had just been standing. Pale blue sword energy sliced through the solid ground, causing the earth to tremble and completely separating him from the other boys opposite him.
"Sword...sword energy..."
Bai Taolan looked at the huge crack not far away, her voice trembling slightly. The little girl looked at the boy on the other side of the crack, wanting to say something, but before she could speak, she was pulled away by an irresistible force and disappeared from the spot.
In the blink of an eye, only Qi Changfeng remained under the blood-red setting sun.
As the boy stared at the bottomless crack before him, he couldn't help but recall Xue Lan's nonchalant sword strike before she left.
Qi Changfeng's voice trembled:
"With a single sword, a thousand waves are leveled; the clouds hang low in the nine heavens..."
"You deliberately left that sword behind."
In the snow-white space, the inner demon looked at Xue Lan as she put away the huge scroll and couldn't help but speak.
"That's right, you saw right through me!"
Xue Lan turned around with a smile, her clear gray eyes curving upwards.
"Why not let him go to the Longsword Sect? His desire to seek the Dao is unwavering. Even if he only has four spiritual roots, the Longsword Sect might still accept him."
Xue Lan, sleeves tucked in, looked at the inner demon and spoke softly:
"My swordsmanship also needs to be passed on."
"Your swordsmanship?"
The inner demon's tone carried a hint of sarcasm:
"Isn't that swordsmanship, so gentle yet laced with killing intent, somewhat incompatible with this child's protective spirit?"
"so what?"
Xue Lan gently closed her eyes, and her consciousness returned to her body.
On the platform, the woman who had kept her eyes closed slowly opened them, and the incense in the incense burner below had burned down to almost nothing.
A light blue portal appeared in the center of the plaza below, and the teenagers who had finished their trials early slowly walked out of it.
Xue Lan moved her somewhat stiff fingers:
"I told you before, I'll teach him the most powerful swordsmanship in the world!"
"As for the sword's essence, it resides entirely within oneself."
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Chapter One.