Chapter Fourteen: The Return of the Wind and the Falling Goose Sword Technique

  Ling Jing stood under the stone wall that recorded the martial arts of Hengshan School, but his eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of a black shadow sitting motionless in the depths of the secret cave.

  He was moved in his heart, and walked over, only to see Linghu Cong sitting dejectedly in a patch of shadow, his face full of anxiety, his eyes staring blankly ahead, his whole person in a state of emptiness.

  Just then, Ling Jingyan accidentally stepped on a few pieces of gravel. With a "crack" sound, Leng Feng's body finally moved slightly and slowly turned his head around.

  He looked at Ling Jing with a dazed expression and said in a hoarse voice: "Young Master, you're back."

  Ling Jing responded with a sound, borrowing the faint light of the torch, only to see Linghu Chong's face full of despair and confusion, his hair disheveled and scattered on his shoulders, his eyes filled with bloodshot, clearly not having closed his eyes all night.

  He saw Linghu Cong's face was different, and he knew that he was mostly frightened by the things in this secret cave.

  The things recorded on this stone wall are really too shocking and astonishing, almost destroying all the martial arts of the Five Mountains Sword Sect. Even if it were oneself, if one didn't know what was hidden inside beforehand, one would probably be shocked the first time they came in.

  As for Linghu Chong, who regards the sect as more important than his own life, this secret cave is like a black hole that almost completely destroys his faith in the sect and the Five Mountains Sword Sect.

  At this time, Ling Jing didn't know what to say either. The things in the secret cave might be like a flood beast to Lin Hu Duan, but to himself, they were priceless treasures. He said: "Big Brother Master, you should go rest for a while first."

  Linghu Chong suddenly let out a desolate laugh and said, "Younger brother, our Hua Shan sect's martial arts have actually been completely broken by someone, haha, haha, hahahaha..."

  At this time, he was smiling, but in the ears of others, it was full of sadness and despair.

  Ling Jing furrowed his brow, but he didn't expect that Linghu Chong would be struck to such an extent. He also didn't know how he walked out of this shadow in the original story.

  However, this person had some reservations about himself and was not willing to say more. In the end, he only said: "Big brother, no matter how high-level the martial arts moves are, they are just dead objects after all. As long as it's a move, how can it be flawless? The martial arts of our Huashan Sect are exquisite, but it's impossible to be perfect. You're being too obsessed now. And if you continue to be fixated on this, you'll only end up ruining your own future and disabling your own martial arts."

  He paused for a moment and then said: "Alright, little brother has spoken his mind, I hope big senior will take care of himself."

  Linghu Cong's mouth opened slightly as he heard the words, and his eyes also regained some of their luster. He smiled wryly and said, "Yes, but this..."

  He looked up at the stone wall in the cave, knowing that Ling Jing's words seemed reasonable, but his mind was a mess.

  Ling Jing didn't bother with him anymore, he never intended to have any more involvement with this person. Now that the words had been said, it was up to him to find his own way out of the shadows.

  As he thought of this, he walked alone towards the stone wall in front of him. But just as he took two steps, he heard Linghu Chong say from behind: "Little brother, there's something strange about the martial arts on this stone wall, and it's not just our Huashan sect's skills that are here. You mustn't look again."

  Ling Jing paused for a moment, thinking to himself, "I've waited for several months for this secret cave to be opened by you. Now that we're inside the treasure mountain, how could I possibly return empty-handed?" He then said, "Senior brother doesn't need to worry, I have my own way of handling things."

  Having said that, he continued walking forward.

  Linghu Chong raised his hand from behind, opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he just sighed and didn't say a word.

  Ling Jing then came to the stone wall that recorded the Hengshan School's martial arts, and since being taught by Mr. Mo "Hundred Changes Thousand Fantasies Hengshan Clouds and Mist Thirteen Forms", he had always been very interested in the Hengshan School's martial arts.

  "This 'Hengshan Cloud and Mist Thirteen Forms' may be the lowest among the three great ultimate skills of Hengshan Sect, and according to the innate points required to light up the tree, it can only be considered an ordinary superior martial art. However, the power it unleashes in his hands is in no way inferior to his own 'Fast Sword Thirteen Forms'."

  Moreover, since mastering this sword technique, he has never stopped contemplating it. Today, the progress of the bright spots on the tree has almost reached "5/7". I believe that if I continue to comprehend it, I will soon be able to practice it to perfection.

  Now I see again the "Hengshan Cloud and Mist Thirteen Forms" ranking above the "Returning Wind Falling Goose Sword Method" and the "Hengshan Five Spirits Sword", my heart is filled with excitement.

  At this time, he casually picked up a long sword beside him and began to draw one move after another according to the pattern on the stone wall.

  But this "Windfall Goose Swordsmanship" is the school-suppressing ultimate skill of the Hengshan Sect, and its sword principles are much more complicated than the "Hundred Changes Thousand Fantasies Hengshan Clouds and Mist Thirteen Forms". He had only practiced seven or eight moves before he stopped.

  He furrowed his brow and pondered for a moment, then focused his attention on the diagram that broke down the sword technique of this road. He saw that the person who had broken through was also using a sword, and as he looked at the person's sword technique, his eyes kept flashing with insight.

  A moment later, he suddenly jumped back two steps, the long sword in his hand dancing like a silver snake, the sword tip constantly swaying, and then suddenly charged forward again, the long sword stabbing out repeatedly.

  The torches in the cave began to sway back and forth, casting sword shadows and human silhouettes that overlapped each other. From the shadows on the stone wall, it seemed as if four or five people were wielding swords at the same time, dazzling the eyes with their rapid movements.

  Then, after a few more "hissing" sounds, Ling Jing suddenly withdrew his sword and retreated. He stood still, holding the long sword in reverse grip, gazing at the sword marks on the stone wall, and suddenly burst out laughing with joy.

  Only on this stone wall are three sword marks, a horizontal and two vertical ones, which are the traces left by him when he just used the "Returning Wind Falling Goose Sword Technique".

  However, he knew that his "Wind and Goose Swordsmanship" was still far from even reaching the entry level. Rumors in Jianghu said that if this swordsmanship were practiced to its extreme, it would become "One Sword, Nine Geese".

  A hint of admiration flashed in his eyes, knowing that even if he himself practiced the "Fast Sword Thirteen Styles" to the realm of great perfection, it would be impossible for him to achieve the level of stabbing out nine swords with one move.

  "This 'Fast Sword Thirteen Styles' is simply a matter of emphasizing the word 'fast', if each move is analyzed individually, it seems that every sword strike is very fast, but if you want to execute them continuously, the transition between moves is somewhat cumbersome, wanting to achieve nine strikes in one sword is almost impossible."

  But this "Windfall Goose Swordsmanship" is different, perhaps this swordsmanship as a whole is not as fast as the "Fast Sword Thirteen Styles", but the transition between moves is very smooth, just now he continuously stabbed out three swords in one move, and did not feel any difficulty.

  Now he firmly believes that if he can practice the "Windfall Goose Swordsmanship" to its ultimate realm, Tian Boguang's swift sword will be utterly eclipsed in front of him.

  P.S: There are too many martial arts in the secret cave, and I won't introduce them one by one later.