Chapter Two(4): Mysterious Originsd
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Qi Shao was also taken aback, he was so focused on the resonance of the jade pendant and the technique that he had forgotten about Liu Feng. He frowned, recalling the previous situation.
"I sent him out to find you," Qi Shao's tone carried a hint of self-blame, "You've been back for a while now, he should have returned if he couldn't find you, it's strange that he's still not in sight."
Furong's worry intensified, although Liu Feng was a good swordsman, he was still young, and if he encountered other masters of the evil faction, he might be in danger. She looked at Qi Shao, her eyes filled with urgency: "Qi Shao, we have to find him, he might be in trouble."
Qi Shao nodded. He quickly cleaned up the battlefield, making sure not to miss any clues, and then left the hall with Furong to look for Liu Feng.
They searched carefully along the route Liu Feng might have taken, calling out Liu Feng's name as they went. However, apart from the birdsong and the wind in the forest, there was no response.
Just as they were anxious, they suddenly heard the sound of a fight coming from the distance. Qi Shao and Furong exchanged glances and immediately rushed in the direction of the sound.
The sound grew closer, and they found that it came from an open meadow. In the center of the meadow, Liu Feng was sparring with an old swordsman. The old swordsman's swordsmanship was simple yet sharp, each move revealing profound internal strength and extensive combat experience. And although young, Liu Feng's swordsmanship was agile and his movements quick, matching the old swordsman's skills.
"Stop!" Qi Shao shouted, he and Furong strode forward, ready to stop the fight.
Liu Feng, hearing Qi Shao's voice, was invigorated, forcing the old swordsman back with a sword move and stepping out of the fighting circle : "Qi Shao, Sister Furong, you're finally here!"
Seeing someone coming, the old swordsman did not pursue but instead sheathed his sword and stood still, looking at Qi Shao and Furong with curiosity.
"What's going on, Liu Feng?" Furong asked, noticing that although the old swordsman was dressed in rags, he had an extraordinary aura between his eyebrows.
Liu Feng explained helplessly: "I was in a hurry to find Sister Furong just now and accidentally kicked over this predecessor's wine pot, waking him up. The predecessor saw that I had good talent and insisted on teaching me swordsmanship. I was in a hurry to find you, but the predecessor wouldn't let me go, saying that I was the perfect tester for the new technique 'One and a Half Moves' he just dreamed of, and he must take me as an apprentice, otherwise, I have to compensate him ten times for his material and spiritual losses."
The old swordsman stroked his beard and smiled: "Young man, although your swordsmanship is good, it still lacks some skill. I see that you are a promising talent, which is why I wanted to give you some guidance. As for that girl, you can rest assured that with this young hero here, no one can hurt her."
Qi Shao and Furong were relieved to hear this. Qi Shao stepped forward and said with a salute: "Predecessor, I am Qi Shao, and this is Miss Furong. Thank you for your care for Liu Feng, but we do indeed have urgent matters at hand, I wonder if we could seek your guidance in swordsmanship another day?"
The old swordsman looked at Qi Shao and then at Furong, a glint in his eyes: "Alright, since you have important matters to attend to, I won't insist on keeping you. However, young man, remember you owe me a favor, and when the opportunity arises, I will come to collect it."
Liu Feng quickly agreed: "I have noted it, thank you for your guidance."
The old swordsman waved his hand, turned and left, muttering to himself as he walked away: "One and a half moves, one and a half moves... this technique seems to need further refinement..."
The three of them watched the old swordsman's receding figure, feeling both amused and helpless. Liu Feng let out a long breath: "This predecessor is quite a character, but his swordsmanship is indeed unfathomable. To receive even a little of his guidance would definitely be greatly beneficial to my improvement in swordsmanship."
Qi Shao nodded: "Indeed, this predecessor's swordsmanship contains a unique philosophy. If we could learn it, it would definitely be of great help to our cultivation of the sword path."
Furong asked with concern: "Liu Feng, are you alright now? Are you hurt?"
Liu Feng shook his head: "Thank you, Sister Furong, for your concern. I'm fine. Although this predecessor forced me to try out his swordsmanship, he did not use heavy hands. Instead, he taught me some tricks of swordsmanship during the sparring."
Furong nodded and smiled: "It's good that you're okay. Your swordsmanship has improved, and you must be delighted inside."
Qi Shao looked around, made sure there were no other dangers, and said: "We have all experienced different adventures and gained a lot. However, our primary task now is to find more clues about Furong's family secrets."
Liu Feng sheathed his sword, excitedly said: "I heard that there is a famous place in the Central Realm called the 'Xuan Tian Jing Cang Pavilion'. It collects various martial arts secrets and celestial art scriptures from the entire Xuan Tian Continent. Maybe we can find some clues about Furong's family there."
Furong's eyes lit up: "Xuan Tian Jing Cang Pavilion? I have also heard of this place. It is said to be the largest treasure trove of knowledge in the martial world. Whether it is the swordsmanship of the Sword Immortal sect or the secrets of the Celestial Art Alliance, traces can be found there."
Qi Shao pondered for a while, then nodded: "Good, as the Central Realm is the communication center of the entire Xuan Tian Continent, various martial arts and celestial arts blend here, forming a diversified martial arts culture. Let's go to the Xuan Tian Jing Cang Pavilion."
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