Yinshan Record

Chapter 60 Three Styles of the Broken Sword
With the longsword in hand, Su Che felt it was not quite right.

The divine weapon in the sword case, which came from the previous generation's swordsman Jiang Qin, is a short sword made of bronze, and it is very light in the hand.

After years of immersion in sword intent, Jiang Qin could wield her sword like the wind with just a little guidance, and sword energy would arise spontaneously.

The sword that Feng Xingbu presented was a cavalry sword used by the Liang army. It was pointed at the front and wide at the back, and over three feet long. It could be held with one hand or used with both hands.

With sword intent surging between his brows, Su Che wielded his longsword, the sword energy flickering erratically on its blade, the sword light scattering like raindrops on banana leaves.

Su Che casually used several common sword techniques, seamlessly integrating the Mirage Yuan Sword he obtained from "Zhongyuan" into the sword light.

Suddenly, the sword light gained a new dimension, as if shrouded in mist.

As the sword energy spread, a chill arose, and Su Che felt an indescribable sense of pleasure.

Feng Buxing saw this and finally spoke up to stop it.

"Third Young Master, swordsmanship is not only regarded as the foundation of cultivation by the East Sea Sword Palace, but also encouraged by various schools of thought such as Taoism, Confucianism, and Buddhism. There must be a reason for this."

"The path of cultivation is like a tug-of-war, where man and heaven and earth each hold one end. If you win an inch, you achieve an inch; if you win a foot, you achieve a foot."

"The rope in the tug-of-war between the two sides is like the various laws of heaven and earth, just like why the sun rises in the east, and what are the reasons for birth, aging, sickness and death. Ordinary people are stupid and cannot hold this rope in their hands, and are completely controlled by heaven and earth."

"If one can snatch this rope from the hands of heaven and earth and break through the constraints between heaven and earth, one can become a Buddha or an ancestor and travel throughout the six realms."

Feng Xingbu made a fist with his right hand, and streaks of silver lightning danced between his palms.

"I cultivated martial arts, incorporating the birth and death of thunder and yin and yang into my martial arts, which laid the foundation for the fifth rank of martial arts, the Knowing Destiny Realm."

“In the world, cultivators always have to choose a law as the foundation for their progress. But the way of the sword is different.”

"The way of the sword is about refinement and sincerity. It is about nothing but the word 'I' and emphasizes purity. Sword cultivation is about using the three thousand great worlds as a whetstone to temper the sword intent in one's heart. That is why sword cultivators love to do chivalrous deeds and uphold justice."

"Because chivalrous acts can also be considered a way for sword cultivators to hone their skills."

"And because they are not bound by external things, sword cultivators are also the most courageous and diligent."

Feng Xingbu took the military cavalry sword from Su Che and twirled it with his hand.

The reason why I was able to cultivate my "Zhou Jue Yin Tian Secret Manual" so quickly was thanks to the Azure Emperor Wine Cup I obtained from the Zhongshan Gathering, which allowed me to condense the Emperor's Essence every night.

Continuing to cultivate oneself inevitably involves comprehending the Way of Yin, which requires various external things.

Without the miraculous power of Qingdi Jue condensing the Emperor's Essence, cultivation would definitely be much slower.

Sword practice, however, is based on the fundamental "Ding Tian Jun Sword," and as long as one progresses step by step, one can achieve something.

As for the purity that Feng Buxing mentioned, Su Che felt that he still lacked a concept of it, probably because his cultivation was not enough.

"The ninth level of swordsmanship is to cultivate sword intent, which is to condense sword intent in the ancestral aperture between the eyebrows. The second step is to control the sword with intent and guide the sword energy to defeat the enemy."

Feng Xingbu brandished his sword, and a sword aura shot out, striking the head of the snake demon hanging high in the air, splashing up a spray of blood.

"After passing this test, the next step is to condense the sword energy and give rise to two variations: one is subtle and refined, and the other is vast and boundless, capable of cutting through rivers and mountains."

Feng Xingbu sheathed his sword and stood still.

"Upon reaching this stage, one has achieved the so-called 'sword mastery through the silk,' entering the seventh rank of swordsmanship. I observed that the Third Young Master's swordplay was quite impressive, resembling the rising clouds and mist, but it was rather clumsy. The Third Young Master still needs to put in more effort."

"I have learned a great deal."

Su Che felt ashamed for a moment, and he also realized that Feng Xingbu was teaching him with the perspective of a fifth-grade martial arts master.

"Back then, I followed Lord Su on his northern expedition and served under Wei Huaiwen. During the defeat at Fangtou, Lord Su gave me some pointers and I learned seven styles of the Broken Sword. Later, I abandoned the sword and used a saber, so I didn't use the Broken Sword much. Today, I will pass on three of these styles to you, my lord."

Feng Buxing looked around at the group of Dark Cloud Armored Soldiers who were watching.

"You are fortunate to have met today; learn as much as you can."

Regardless of whether it was the Northern Kingdom or the Southern Dynasty, the generals in the army loved to talk about and demonstrate martial arts, and to teach their soldiers their own understanding of martial arts.

Unlike a sect, the military doesn't have teachers who guide you step by step. After the generals demonstrate, how much the soldiers can learn and understand depends entirely on their individual talent and future efforts.

Feng Buxing's guidance to Su Che today serves two purposes: firstly, to pave the way for this junior's future cultivation, and secondly, to pass on his martial arts skills to the armored warriors of Wuyun Capital.

Feng focused his mind and energy on the long sword in his hand.

Su Che and the armored soldiers of the surrounding Wuyundu watched in silence, and for a moment the camp was unusually quiet.

"Clumsiness can lead to skill." The longsword was swung out, and the sword energy immediately took shape, like a storm sweeping across the coast, with waves surging.

Feng Buxing wielded the sword energy, his sword style vast and boundless, reaching straight to the heavens.

"Defeat and then rise again."

The sword stance shifted again, the sword energy solidified like a mountain, Feng Xingbu swung his sword in mid-air, and Su Che felt a sudden stagnation in his chest and abdomen.

The sword's pressure felt like a raging storm. Su Che felt as if a mountain was hanging over his head. If Feng Buxing made the slightest move, that mountain would crush him, and he would die without a burial place.

Su Che immediately understood that this Eunuch Feng had also practiced swordsmanship, and his skill level was definitely not low. Judging from his sword style, he clearly followed a grand and imposing path.

"Rain disperses, creating a blue rainbow."

The sword energy was like a raging torrent, and the sword's edge flashed like a sudden storm. In the midst of this continuous sword momentum, everything came to an abrupt halt.

The chilling sword energy transformed into a rainbow, a white sword rainbow bursting forth from the blade, pointing straight to the sky, cutting off a corner of the white clouds hanging high in the sky.

Feng Xingbu sheathed his sword and stood still, while Su Che felt a tightness in his chest that he couldn't release.

"Catch the sword."

Feng Buxing drew a long sword from the scabbard at the waist of the armored soldier with the right hand.

Su Che reached out and grabbed the sword hilt.

"Let's test the sword."

Feng stopped abruptly, his sword flashing, and attacked Su Che with a move from one of the three broken sword techniques.

The sword flashed fiercely, each move aimed directly at vital points; Feng Xingbu's techniques clearly intended to dismember Su San Gongzi.

Su Che gripped the sword in his hand, feeling as if he were in the midst of a raging wind. He could only use the Dingtianjun Sword to meet the attack.

As the sword flashed, Su Che felt as if he were standing on a lonely cliff at the edge of the sea, facing a storm with towering waves, and could only struggle to hold on with the long sword in his hand.

If a single mistake is made, they will be reduced to dust under Feng Buxing's raging sword energy.

Su Che was oblivious to everything else; at this moment, only the long sword in his hand was his sole reliance.

Swords clashed, their blades gleaming with a powerful aura.

The soldiers of Wuyundu who were watching the martial arts demonstration all looked on with serious expressions.

Su Che's sword initially followed the rules of the Mirage Yuan Sword, picking at the smallest details amidst the intertwining sword lights, sometimes deflecting, sometimes flicking, sometimes retreating, sometimes hiding, thus securing a remnant of the situation.

Then, gradually, the situation opened up, with large and sweeping movements and sweeping sword energy, just like a powerful bow that was fully charged. At first, it was clumsy and awkward, but gradually it built up its strength and then turned to counterattack.

On the other side, Feng Buxing had a cold expression, and his long sword moved slower and slower until he finally turned to a defensive stance. He only launched a counterattack every few moments, directly targeting the weak points in Su Che's sword style.

As expected of someone from a prestigious family, Eunuch Feng actually gave him such pointers.

Those among the armored soldiers who were skilled in swordsmanship immediately saw through the trick.

Feng Xingbu passed on the sword technique through swordsmanship, conveying the essence of these three sword moves to Su San Gongzi amidst the clash of swords.

At that moment, Feng Buxing let out a long howl and sheathed his sword once more.

Su Che felt a surge of clarity throughout his body, and a sword-like sound seemed to emanate from within his ancestral aperture between his eyebrows.

That's all for today.

Feng Buxing smiled and said, "Third Young Master, you must practice your sword here every day from now on."

"This junior thanks Master Feng."

Su Che bowed and thanked him.

This kind of sword test is no less than a master imparting his skills from a distance. A sword debate is equivalent to Feng Buxing teaching the essence of those three incomplete sword techniques in his own words and deeds.

"Haha, I will pass on all seven of these broken sword techniques to you in just one month."

Feng Buxing laughed and said, "When I return to Jiankang, I will have something to say to Lord Su."

(End of this chapter)