Chapter 21: The Mysterious Huashan

  Yue Buqun suddenly saw the two of them condense their internal energy onto the tips of their swords, with the sword tips facing each other. He immediately felt a sense of foreboding and hastily drew his own sword, taking two steps forward, ready to intervene as soon as the two sword tips touched.

  A faint purple aura appeared on his face, and he had already activated the "Purple Mist Skill". However, the power of "Unparalleled and Unmatched, Ning's Single Sword" was simply too great. Even if he himself used it, he might not be able to control its release at will.

  He had some resentment in his heart, wondering why his wife was so reckless this time. Couldn't she see that Jing'er's sword move was unusually awkward? If they couldn't control it later, both of them would be in danger.

  In the flash of lightning, Ling Jing's right hand suddenly withdrew his long sword, and his left hand followed suit to touch the scabbard at his waist. His body lowered, sinking into a slanted sitting position, with the scabbard aligned against Ning Zhongze's incoming sword.

  This move is exactly the one depicted in the Back Cave Stone Wall Chart, where the staff wielder aligns his staff with the opponent's incoming sword, forming a straight line between the staff and sword. The internal forces of both sides are pitted against each other, and the long sword cannot be broken unless it is severed.

  However, at this moment he had nothing like a stick in his hand. Suddenly, he drew out his own scabbard and aligned it with Ning Zhongyan's long sword, forming a straight line.

  As soon as this move was made, the inner strength on his arm naturally formed, and he heard a "hua" sound, Ning Zhongze's long sword straightly inserted into the scabbard.

  Ning Zhong was shocked and felt a severe pain in his tiger's mouth. His long sword fell out of his hand, and it was actually taken away by Ling Jing using the scabbard.

  Ling Jing successfully seized Ning Zhongze's long sword, but at this moment he was also in a difficult situation. Ning Zhongze's sword move was too powerful, and his profound internal energy, which had already reached the second grade, was concentrated on one sword. The force of this sword can be imagined.

  His left hand grasping the sword hilt kept trembling, and the sword hilt almost flew out of his hand. However, with Yue Lingxuan and others still standing behind him, this sword hilt was equivalent to bearing Ning Zhongze's full-force strike of "Unmatched, Unrivaled, Ning's One Sword". Among those present, except for Yue Boguang, perhaps no one else could handle this sword hilt.

  He had great misgivings in his heart, and how could he let go at this time? He saw him turn his left wrist, slanting the scabbard slightly towards the back, and his body followed the force of the scabbard, constantly retreating. After retreating three or four steps, the force on the sword weakened, and his face suddenly twitched, operating his left arm, and his right foot fiercely stomped on the ground, twisting his waist, and actually forcibly turned half a circle in place.

  He was now facing away from Ning Zhongze, and only then did he dare to release the sword scabbard in his hand. A "whooshing" sound was heard as the scabbard flew out of his hand, and a continuous "hissing" sound of breaking through the air kept coming from it.

  The scabbard flashed by Ning Zhongze's side like a strong wind, and Ning Zhongze was still in a daze. At this moment, he saw Ling Jing counterattacking with his own sword momentum, and his face turned pale again.

  The scabbard flew out dozens of feet before falling into the cliff.

  Linghu Cong, Lu Dahu and Yue Lingshan were all staring blankly, their eyes wide with amazement.

  But Yue Buqun's face sank after seeing Ling Jing's move, and he walked to Ning Zhongze's side, looking at Ling Jing coldly: "Your swordsmanship is good, but do you know that you have already entered the evil path?"

  Ling Jing suddenly fell silent upon hearing the words, only then remembering that although Huashan School was one of the Five Mountains Sword Schools, its kung fu focused on internal energy cultivation. He had just used a move that relied on cleverness to overcome brute force, which seemed to have really touched Yue Buqun's taboo.

  But in his heart, he was not at all convinced by this taboo. He thought to himself: If I practice swordsmanship and enter the evil path, then wouldn't the Five Mountains Sword Sect, which excels in sword techniques, become a stronghold for evil demons and heretics?

  At this moment, he felt that Yue Buqun was somewhat at a loss for words.

  Yue Buqun saw Ling Jing not speaking and suddenly coldly smiled: "Is it that you don't agree in your heart? You think what I said is incorrect."

  Ling Jingdao said: "The disciple does not dare."

  Yue Buqun looked at him coldly and said, "It's just that you don't dare to, but by saying so, it means you still don't believe in your heart."

  Ling Jing furrowed his brow, feeling that Yue Buqun was being utterly unreasonable and obstinate. However, as a disciple of Mount Hua, he was far inferior to Yue Buqun in terms of skill and seniority, so he forced himself to swallow the discontent in his heart. For now, he simply remained silent, lowering his head.

  Ning Zhong saw her husband's stern expression and how he had scolded the young disciple, who didn't dare to speak again. She felt a surge of sympathy and said: "Elder brother, Jing Er is too intelligent, these past few months without seeing us two, he practiced on his own and ended up going astray. Now that he's not far off the right path, it's still not too late to correct him."

  Just now, Ling Jing broke her "Unparalleled and Unmatched, Ning's One Sword" move, which made her face pale with shock. This sword move was originally her masterpiece, and she had always been proud of it in her heart. She thought that this move, "Ning's One Sword", was a combination of the essence of Huashan Swordsmanship, and even compared to any superior martial arts of their sect, it was not inferior at all.

  But unexpectedly, the sword that had just been used to boast was easily broken by this young apprentice. Not only did he snatch his own long sword, but in the end, he even borrowed the momentum of his own sword and counterattacked, truly breaking the "Ning Family's One Sword" thoroughly.

  She was greatly shocked in her heart and felt a little flustered.

  Yue Buqun shook his head and said, "I just know that Jing'er's talent is really too clever, so I'm being strict with him. Otherwise, if this child really goes astray in the future, it will definitely bring great disaster to our Huashan Sect."

  Ning Zhong then suppressed the anxiety in his heart and sighed, saying: "Brother, Jing Er grew up under our care. Later on, as long as we teach him well, he won't end up like that."

  Yue Buqun nodded and said to Ling Jing, "Jing'er, come here." Then, he beckoned to Lin Pingzhi, Yue Lingshan and the others, saying, "You all come closer too."

  Linghu Chong and the others had just seen Yue Buqun's face suddenly turn stern, and for no reason at all, he scolded Ling Jing severely. In his heart, he was also very puzzled, not knowing what mistake Ling Jing had made to make Master so angry, and even if he wanted to plead for him, he didn't know where to start.

  The three of them immediately responded in unison and walked up to Yue Buqun.

  Yue Buqun sat down on a rock and said slowly: "Twenty-five years ago, the school's martial arts were originally divided into two paths of righteousness and evil."

  Linghu Chong and the others were all very surprised, thinking: "The martial arts of Mount Hua are just the martial arts of Mount Hua, how can there be a distinction between good and evil? Why had they never heard their masters mention this before?"

  Only Ling Jing suddenly realized and thought to himself: "How could I have forgotten this matter? No wonder Yue Buqun was so displeased with the martial arts move I used just now."

  He knew that Huashan School had split into two factions decades ago, the Sword and Qi factions. The people of the Sword faction believed that swordsmanship was the orthodox way, emphasizing swords but not internal energy, only focusing on practicing their sword skills, thinking that as long as their sword skills were good, even if their internal energy was average, they could still defeat their enemies.

  The practitioners of the Qi Sect believe that the key to this school's martial arts lies in a single word: "qi". Once one's qi is cultivated, whether using fists and feet or wielding swords and sabers, everything will be done with ease. This is the correct path for cultivating internal energy.

  However, in his heart, he naturally did not approve of either of these, thinking that the way of martial arts should naturally emphasize both sword and internal energy.

  It occurred to him that in the original storyline, after Linghu Cong learned the ultimate martial art "Dugu Nine Swords", he lost all his internal energy. Although he had defeated many masters with just one hand of swordsmanship, it would only take a single palm strike from someone with deep internal energy to easily take his life.

  But if one only cultivates internal energy without emphasizing techniques, they will end up like Zhang Wuji when he first left Mount Wudang, possessing a robust Nine Yang True Energy but still being manipulated by the Emei Sect's leader like a sandbag.

  Since he thought so in his heart, he naturally didn't think much of the split between the two schools of Sword Energy. At this time, he heard Yue Lingshan say: "Dad, what we practice is certainly orthodox kung fu."

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