Chapter Fifty Xue Family
The ancient characters on the monument, each one is a realm, an understanding of Taoist techniques. Even with Dingyan's vision and experience, he can only comprehend the first few words, it can be imagined that the cultivation of the person who left behind the ancient characters is astonishing. As for the word "Tao" that was reflected from inside the skull, Dingyan even suspected that the realm contained in this character was the legendary immortal art.
Xian techniques, almost exist in legend, except for the illusory Jiuchongtian's Chaichitanya, Dingyan has not seen any Xian techniques. Moreover, even that Chaichitanya, Dingyan only comprehended a incomplete handprint, as for an entire complete Xian technique, he didn't even comprehend one ten-thousandth of it.
It's not that Ding Yan's understanding is insufficient, but rather a real gap in their state of mind.
It's below that level, and it's forever impossible to understand its profundity.
Time just passed by day after day...
Ding Yan was like a statue, sitting in front of the remaining stele, constantly contemplating. Behind him, not far away, the stone statue of the Taoist remained motionless, as if thousands of years ago, he had also contemplated this remaining stele just like Ding Yan.
The fifth year of Dingyuan's closed-door meditation. In the mortal world, a young swordsman appeared. His swordsmanship was outstanding, and he dominated the martial arts world, soon earning him the reputation as the number one prodigy in the martial arts world. It is said that this young swordsman was only fifteen years old.
Another year passed, and the young swordsman single-handedly wielded his sword, determined to destroy the Blood Clothes Sect, defeat Xing Lao Mo, and rank 19th on the Tian Ji Bang.
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Chu State, Yishui City.
The war between Zhao and Chu has been over for more than four years. After the sudden retreat of the Zhao state's divine strategist, the Chu state's army marched in and captured the capital of Zhao, leading to its downfall. After the great war, many places began to rebuild, and after more than four years, many towns have regained their original appearance, with some even becoming more prosperous than before.
Ishiyama Castle was like this, Ishiyama Castle before the war, was just a small town.
At the time of the great war, Yishui Town was captured by Chu State, and the remaining residents in the town were slaughtered. After Chu State occupied Zhao State, it divided this land into a prefecture, built city walls, and four years passed, Yishui Town became more prosperous than before, not to mention how many times it had become. In addition to the original residents of Yishui Town who returned to their hometown, there were also many refugees who chose to settle here, making this city the largest in the surrounding area.
Ding Chen carried a long sword on his back and wore a green changshan, walking slowly into the city.
This outfit, Ding Chen has never changed it before, because in his subconscious mind, the person he loves most is this outfit.
As he walked into the city, a hint of melancholy flashed across Ding Chen's eyes.
"I don't know if Uncle will come back here..."
The river is still the same river, but people are no longer the same as before.
Relying on his memory, Ding Chen found the house from that year. The house was already gone, replaced by a wine building.
Ding Chen looked at the name of the wine house "Fragrant Pavilion" and walked in.
"Ah, welcome, please come in." The waiter greeted warmly.
He walked upstairs and found a seat by the window. After sitting down, he put his long sword on the table and said, "Let's have a pot of wine first."
"Second floor, seat number eight! A pot of fine wine!" The waiter shouted loudly as he swung his towel.
After sending away Xiao Er, Ding Chen's gaze fell on the street outside.
A group of children, frolicking and passing by.
Suddenly, Ding Chen seemed to see his childhood self and those children who dreamed of becoming great heroes.
"Do you know? Yesterday, a heroic figure came to our store. He was carrying a steel knife on his back and wearing a bamboo hat. As soon as he pushed open the door, he shouted loudly: 'Young fellow, give me two catties of beef!'"
"When I become the leader of the martial arts world in the future, I will appoint you as the head of the sect..."
Ding Chen's mouth corners, revealing a hint of a smile.
"I wonder how Zhuzi and Hu San are doing now, whether they have all become great heroes."
Ding Chen remembered that Hu San's family had moved away before the city was broken, and Zhu Zi was also taken away by his family later.
"Get down! Get down!"
A loud noise brought Ding Chen back from his memories. Turning around, a young noble in brocade clothes had somehow appeared beside him, and behind the noble, two attendants were loudly scolding the diners on the upper floor.
"Today, our young master is hosting a banquet for Miss Piao Piao at the Fragrant Pavilion, and has reserved this entire floor. Please, everyone, make way. Of course, our young master will be covering the cost of today's wine." As the servant on the left spoke, he pulled out a bag of silver coins from his sleeve and tossed it onto the ground.
The wine guests upstairs heard the sound and showed a little anger.
One of the men with a sword on his back angrily said, "You think you can get rid of me just by paying for a meal? Do you think you're the leader of the martial arts world?"
"Give face but don't give face, Xue San, throw him out for me." The young master in brocade said impatiently.
"Yes, young master!"
That man with a knife on his back didn't react slowly either. As soon as he heard the words of the brocade-clothed young master, he drew out the big knife from behind his back and struck at the brocade-clothed young master with a single slash. His move was swift and deadly. It can be seen that this man with a knife on his back is not someone to be underestimated either.
The young master in brocade clothes narrowed his eyes slightly, stopping the servant's movement, and stretched out his right hand.
Two fingers accurately clamped down on the steel knife that was slashing towards him.
He saw him turn two fingers.
Ah!!!
A crisp sound, and the steel knife weighing over ten kilograms was actually pinched off by his two fingers.
Immediately afterwards, the brocade-clad young master lightly tapped his finger in mid-air, and a stream of internal energy transformed into a finger force that directly struck the large man's chest, sending him flying out.
"Void Point!"
"This young man has a very deep inner power."
Many of the guests in the building who were watching couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.
They didn't care about their dignity anymore, each of them packed up and left downstairs.
In the blink of an eye, only a few people were left on this floor. Except for the big man with a knife who was wailing on the ground, there was also Ding Chen sitting by the window drinking slowly, and an old man who had not moved from start to finish.
The young master in brocade frowned, just about to speak, but unexpectedly, Ding Chen, who was sitting by the window, put down his wine cup and spoke up.
"Who is Xue Pan?"
The young master in brocade clothes changed color slightly and frowned, saying "Who are you? How did you know my father's name?"
Xue Pan, the genius swordsman who once obtained a pair of scrolls from Ding Yan and created a set of sword techniques, is currently ranked second in the martial arts world. He is said to have gone into seclusion and few people know where he resides.
"Take me to see him." Ding Chen said as he stood up.
These years, Ding Chen has been searching for Ding Yan's whereabouts, he doesn't understand why Ding Yan suddenly left back then.
Relying on the kung fu passed down by Ding Yan, Ding Chen spent five years cultivating his yuanli and became a first-level cultivator. The first level of cultivation may be at the bottom in the outside world, but in this mundane world, it is absolutely considered a top-notch master. Because neili and yuanli are not powers on the same level.
In search of Ding Yan, Ding Chen went to many places, including the Blood Clothes Gate. On that occasion, Ding Chen inadvertently destroyed the Blood Clothes Gate, including the notorious Xing Lao Guai who had been famous for a long time. Unintentionally, he was discovered by some meddlers and even listed on the Tian Ji Bang, thus becoming famous throughout the Jianghu.

