Chapter Ten: The Secret of Analyzing Heaven

  The sharp-mouthed man was initially very cautious, he had been crawling and rolling for many years, born with a kind of precognition of danger, and now was a very dangerous time. Squatting was originally very exhausting, and what made him even more uneasy was the divine sword in his hand, which was very eerie. It seemed to be able to absorb his physical strength.

  It's precious to have persisted for so long, and the sharp-mouthed man couldn't help but feel a little dizzy. It was at this moment that Su Feng suddenly sat up with a palm, knocking away the sharp-mouthed man's hand grasping the sword, and instead grasped the Chun Jun Sword. It's strange to say, earlier the sharp-mouthed man struggled for a long time but couldn't shake off the restraint of the Chun Jun Sword. But it was actually knocked down by Su Feng with just one light pat.

  Suddenly, the sharp-mouthed man was shocked first. When he came back to his senses, Su Feng had already grasped the Chun Jun sword in his hand, and hastily jumped backwards, barely avoiding the tip of the sword that Su Feng had swung over.

  Suī fēng's chest was torn open, with a circle of blood seeping around it. However, Suī fēng looked fierce and powerful, not like he was injured at all. Before the sharp-mouthed man could ponder this, Suī fēng had already launched a sword attack. Because his spiritual energy was too strong and he had been injured once before, Suī fēng had gained experience and now only drew in a small amount of spiritual energy when using his sword techniques, so as not to damage his meridians.

  The sharp-mouthed man could only grit his teeth and join forces with Random Wind, who in fact had not practiced internal skills, but had learned some sword techniques. Otherwise, Random Wind would have no power to fight back. Random Wind's hands danced with the sword, the Seven Series Sword Technique changing and flowing smoothly. Sometimes it was yin, sometimes yang, sometimes bursting like fire, sometimes swift as wind, making it hard to grasp.

  The sharp-mouthed man, although not skilled in martial arts, had a wealth of experience. He knew that with the Random Wind Divine Sword in hand, he could wield a fine steel dagger without making a sound. Every time the Random Wind attacked, he would never clash with him head-on. No matter how strange and changing the Random Wind's sword moves were, the sharp-mouthed man only defended and did not attack, almost without any flaws.

  He was treated as a natural sparring partner, with sword moves that didn't hold back. The Nameless Sword Technique flowed even more smoothly, recalling the earlier Wind and Fire Twin Swords, its power doubled. Su Feng silently pushed forward the Pre-Heaven Easy Numbers to complement the sword moves, increasing their power once again.

  The sharp-mouthed man was shocked again, completely unaware of why the wind's sword momentum suddenly became much stronger. He had been passively defending himself and was already somewhat struggling. Originally, with his strength, he wouldn't say that he would definitely win against the wind, but at least he wouldn't lose. However, after the inexplicable immobilization earlier, he had lost too much physical energy and was now relying solely on experience and willpower to support him. "What exactly happened to this kid? Looking at his radiant appearance and fierce momentum, it's going to be tough to get the better of him today."

  The sharp-mouthed man was decisive, knowing that things couldn't be done, and didn't insist on it. He pretended to make three swords to deceive Suifeng, leaving a gap, and retreated backwards with one kick. Suifeng was shocked and lost his color, and once he escaped, there would be endless troubles behind him. Behind him, the current prime minister might be standing, with power and influence overwhelming the sky. If he were to pursue and kill him, it would only take one or two people who were slightly familiar with martial arts to deal with Suifeng.

  As the wind thought about it more and more, he felt a growing sense of fear and hurried to catch up. But the sharp-mouthed man's movements were indeed extraordinary, his feet seemingly treading on invisible winds, and the distance between him and the wind quickly grew larger. The wind was anxious to the extreme, subconsciously swinging out the Pure Tone sword. "Humm—" A clear sword hum sounded, a golden streak of light flashed out from the Pure Tone sword, shooting straight forward, disappearing in an instant. Sword energy!

  Suddenly, a strange noise was heard beside his ear, as if some object had broken through the air and was heading straight for his back. The sharp-mouthed man was shocked and quickly dodged to the side. Although he moved fast, he didn't have internal energy or lightness skills, so even though he was faster than an ordinary person, it was still limited. A flash of golden light passed by, but nothing happened. The sharp-mouthed man found it strange too - with a "thud", something seemed to have fallen to the ground and rolled to his feet.

  The sharp-mouthed man took a hasty glance, first stunned, then let out a miserable cry. On the ground was not something else, but an arm. At this time, his right arm transmitted intense pain, that kind of pain piercing to the heart and bone, almost fainting.

  But he couldn't stop, gritting his teeth and enduring the intense pain as he desperately rushed forward. He chased a few more steps with the wind, looking at the blood drops on the ground getting farther and farther away, knowing that he couldn't catch up. At this moment, he was also confused, thinking back to the sword just now, inexplicably emitting a sword aura, and no matter how long he thought about it, he still couldn't understand the reason.

  He turned around, and the ground was a mess, with bloodstains and scattered debris everywhere. He looked at Bi Huan again, who was still lying in front of the tombstone. Seeing the tombstone, Su Feng suddenly remembered the purpose of coming here. He hastily buried the bodies and made a quick sweep of the surroundings. This was his first time killing someone, and he felt an endless wave of nausea when moving the bodies. Yet, he didn't feel any guilt, knowing that these people were bloodthirsty and extremely evil, deserving of death.

  He carefully helped Bi Han up and let her lean against the tombstone. Then, Suifeng took a closer look at this bluestone tombstone. The tombstone read: "Yangzhou Su Tian's couple tomb". It was indeed Suifeng's parents' grave! "Huh?" Suifeng's sudden excitement suddenly stopped, his eyebrows furrowed, as if he had some doubts. Generally, the text on the tomb is carved in regular script, which not only shows respect for the deceased but also follows the ancient tradition and ancestral law that no one dares to violate.

  What makes Wind doubt is that this tombstone was actually engraved in running script, with a very majestic dragon and phoenix dance. As for this point, Wind is completely confused and doesn't know if there's any implication.

  The sky was like a raging fire, with large clouds ignited, and the sun's rays slanted down, shining into the eyes of the wind. It was already late, and there was still Bi Han by his side, so he couldn't delay any longer. The wind hastily arranged the candles and offerings, lit the yellow paper money with a lighter, and muttered softly.

  "Dad, mom, I'm unfilial, it's only today that I've come to visit you. You can rest assured that I will definitely find Master Hua and learn martial arts well, and I won't bring shame to the Su family!" As soon as he finished speaking, Su Feng stood up, paused for a moment, and seemed to see a flash of golden light on the tombstone. "Could it be that I saw it wrong?" Su Feng felt strange, and then squatted down again, and indeed, the golden light appeared again, but only for a very short time, like a fleeting flower.

  As the wind blew, it leaned forward and wiped away the dust that had accumulated on its surface. After turning many angles, I finally saw that the golden light came from the inscription in the center of the tombstone. The originally red seal character revealed a hint of unknown golden metal, which reflected the sunset in the sky just now, causing the golden light to flash.

  A gust of wind swept through his heart, and he felt a pang of loss. It turned out that the tombstone wasn't magical after all, just with some metal scraps stuck to it. He thought of wiping them off casually, but as his hand scraped against the stone, it made a rustling sound, and some sand and pebbles fell off. The golden light in front of him seemed to intensify, and Su Feng's heart reignited with hope. He had a faint feeling that this wasn't going to be so simple after all. As he drew closer for a careful look, he saw that when he had carelessly swept his hand across the tombstone earlier, some of the red inscriptions had fallen off, revealing the cracks behind them.

  Startled by the wind, "Could it be that..." Hurriedly using his hand to try other places, he was indeed able to scrape off the red inscriptions. Revealing the stone seams behind, although narrow but extremely deep, and between the stone seams was actually a gold foil. Obviously someone had deliberately done this, carving deeply to place the gold foil, then sealing it with red wax on the outside, just like the sealant used for stele inscriptions. This design was ingenious and very well hidden. If not for the previous accidental kick by the wind that shook the wax off the stone tablet, the secret within might still have gone undiscovered.

  No matter what was engraved on the golden foil, it must be a shocking secret. Suppressing the excitement in his heart, he carefully looked around and then at Bi Han, seeing that she had no signs of waking up, he slowly and carefully pulled out the golden foil. As soon as he saw the four big characters in the middle, he almost shouted out loud. "Tian Fa Jue"!

  No wonder Liu's family turned over the ruins of the Su Mansion and couldn't find any trace of the Xī Tiān Jué, even Chang Ming - the uncle of the generation of Su Feng - didn't know where it was. It was hidden here in such a clever way. In any case, this thing must not be exposed to light, otherwise, it will definitely bring endless trouble. Thinking that later he still had to go back and find Liang Zei, he feared that he would never have the opportunity to practice this technique alone again. Su Feng made a decisive decision and immediately began to study it carefully.

  He was naturally gifted, almost with a photographic memory. After glancing through it twice, he roughly memorized the entire Heavenly Slaying Manual, which consisted of three volumes: Mortal Dust, Post-Heavenly, and Pre-Heavenly, ending at the peak of the Pre-Heavenly realm. Only then did Su Feng realize that the Pre-Heavenly realm was just a rough outline, and could be further divided into four stages: Heaven, Earth, Xuan, and Huang. As for what lay beyond the Pre-Heavenly realm, it wasn't mentioned, only briefly touched upon in a few words. But none of this mattered. What was important was that Su Feng finally had a cultivation method he could use, and whether or not he would learn the Return to Heaven Technique was secondary.

  What's even more astonishing is that he has read the entire book, analyzed the heavenly key, and considered the meaning of the pre-heavenly easy number as the foundation. He calculated all eight trigrams, yin and yang, and the five elements. After cultivating to the extreme, he can internalize the cycle of heaven, contain all things, and include all attributes and elements. The inner energy cultivated through this inner work is almost flawless, overcoming all inner energies in the world. It's absolutely a rare and precious method that's hard to find in the world. There's a secret technique called "heavenly calculation" that can transform the eight pulses into the five elements, and the five elements into yin and yang. It can freely convert the origin of all things in the world. Furthermore, it can calculate the heaven and earth, simulate the great cycle of heaven and earth, harm people, trap people, kill people, and is known as "reversing heaven".

  "The Eight Trigrams, the Five Elements, Yin and Yang... I feel like the Analyzing Heaven's Secret and the sword secret that Changming Shu gave me seem to have some connection..." Feng muttered to himself, but as for what kind of connection it was, he hadn't figured it out yet. He just had a vague intuition.

  "Ah..." Bi Han suddenly let out a soft cry, as if she had woken up a bit. Su Feng glanced at her and hastily put the golden foil into his bosom. He stood guard beside her, quietly waiting for her to wake up.

  The sunset gradually fell, and the clouds on the horizon were like a fire burning more dazzling than before. Today is about to end, and infinite scenery bursts out at this moment.

  As the wind gazed at Bi Huan, the entire world seemed to have quieted down. The killings and family feuds were gone, leaving only these two children. Suddenly, Sui Feng felt extremely tired - without parents, without relatives, yet still shouldering such a heavy burden. There was no one to understand him, no one to confide in. He had almost forgotten that he too was just a child.

  Bihuan's eyes sparkled and slowly opened, the first thing she saw was Su Feng. "Who are you? What about those people just now?" Bihuan sat up, looking around, it was still the same scenery as before, only missing those three fierce-looking men.

  "Hello, I'm Sui Feng. Just now, I happened to pass by and chased them away." Sui Feng smiled lightly, as if he had matured a lot.

  Bi Huan looked somewhat worried and said, "Little girl Bi Huan, you shouldn't have helped me. I didn't have any hope of surviving anyway, why drag you into this too?" She spoke hastily for a few sentences, then stopped talking.

  "They are the accomplices of the treacherous Li Linfu, they hunted you down because of your father, it seems that your father must be a righteous man who refused to collude with them. May I ask, what is your respected father's name?" Su Feng sat beside her and asked softly.

  "My father, Zhao Fengzhang, was the governor of Xianning. He saw that Li Linfu was harming loyal officials and reported him to the emperor. But before the memorial reached the emperor's desk, Li Linfu found out. He sent over a dozen assassins to kill my father, who used his last bit of strength to help me escape. I fled here, changing my name and hiding my identity, but somehow they still found me." Bihe thought back on past events, her face somewhat gloomy.