Gao Wu: You have science, and I have magic!

Chapter 190 Affirmation from the Heavenly Sword

Linjiang City, Lingling Airport.

A tall and handsome man took off his sunglasses, looked around with a pair of starry eyes, and looked at the familiar hometown in front of him.

"This time, I'll be gone for three years!"

Yun Yuan sighed.

"I don't know how my uncle and cousin are doing."

After returning from his studies, he had great respect for his uncle who had taken care of him since he was a child. He lost his parents at a young age. If he had not been adopted by his uncle, how could he be where he is today?
The kindness of raising a child must be repaid.

Of course, Yun Yuan also felt a little happy about returning home rich and powerful at this moment: "If my uncle and cousin knew that I have become a martial arts master, they would be very surprised, right? It's a pity that I can't tell them my true identity."

Yun Yuan is no simple person. After graduating from university, he has been promoted to a professional martial artist, but his qualifications are not amazing, they can only be considered ordinary and excellent.

However, during an exploration of a cave, when he encountered a crisis, his bloodline suddenly awakened. Finally, he was noticed by Yu Shi, one of the six great masters of the Heart Evil Flow, and he became his disciple.

After three years of hard training, he advanced seven levels from the second professional stage. Not long ago, he was able to achieve great success and became a true martial arts master.

He has returned now because Master Yu ordered him to stay in Linjiang and take over the affairs of the Xinshaliu organization in the entire Xiangnan.

With great power in hand, Yun Yuan naturally wanted to repay his uncle for his upbringing: "My uncle has become the president of the Linjiang Chamber of Commerce in the past few years. If you encounter any trouble in business in the future, I will help you if I can."

Just as he was thinking this, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure. His face suddenly changed, his pupils shrank, and he froze in place.

In my sight, there was an old man with a childlike face and white hair. Every strand of his hair was combed neatly. He was thin and tall, with an expression as gentle as jade. Except that his clothes were a little more luxurious, he seemed no different from an ordinary old man.

However, Yun Yuan was sweating profusely and was extremely nervous.

It was simply because this old man was one of the martial arts saints who stood at the pinnacle of the Dongji country's martial arts world, and who had reached the seventh level of heaven, and was hailed by the world as Sikong Jingming, the "Heavenly Sword" of the modern era!

Sikong Jingming took his granddaughter out of the airport. At this time, a special car had been waiting for a long time.

"Grandpa, the people from Linjiang Yuan Clan are here."

"Ah."

Suddenly, Sikong Jingming stopped and looked at Yun Yuan, who instantly tensed up all over.

Sikong Xingyan was confused: "Grandpa, what's the matter?"

Sikong Jingming's eyes only stayed on Yun Yuan for a few seconds, as if he saw through him, then he turned and smiled at his granddaughter: "Nothing, I just met an interesting little guy."

Upon hearing this, Sikong Xingyan also looked in the direction of Yun Yuan, but she didn't see anything.

After the grandfather and grandson left, Yun Yuan breathed a sigh of relief: "What a scary look, but it shouldn't be directed at me, I'm lucky."

Yun Yuan was quite worried at first. After all, Sikong Jingming was one of the "Five Elders" of Shengang Dao and his swordsmanship was at the pinnacle.

He was just a master-level expert of the Xinsha School, and he had not violated any heavenly rules. He did not deserve to be killed personally by a martial saint of the Shengang School.

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"Grandpa, why are you coming to this small place to visit relatives during the New Year? Do we have any relatives in Linjiang City?"

In the back seat of the car, Sikong Xingyan looked at the unfamiliar scene outside the window with a puzzled expression.

The Sikong family of the Imperial Capital is one of the famous "Ten Great Martial Arts Clans" in the martial arts world of the Eastern Kingdom.

The so-called Ten Great Martial Arts Families refers to the ten martial arts families with the most noble bloodlines and the strongest strength within the territory of Dongji Country.

The Qi family, to which Qi Shengtian belongs, and the Sikong family, to which Sikong Jingming belongs, are among them.

Sikong Jingming smiled and said casually: "I received news that a young man with extremely high swordsmanship talent appeared in Linjiang City recently, so I wanted to come and see it in person."

"Is it Sister Yunxi?"

When mentioning Xu Yunxi, Sikong Xingyan's eyes lit up and her expression was full of admiration.

After all, there are relatively few strong women in the martial arts world, and those as outstanding as Xu Yunxi are even rarer. So even Sikong Xingyan became her little fan girl after watching Xu Yunxi's competition.

"Not her."

"Ah, who is that?"

"If the rumors are true, the talent of the young genius I want to meet is probably even higher than Xu Yunxi's."

"Is he better than Senior Brother Jianshu?"

Sikong Xingyan became more and more curious about the young swordsmanship genius her grandfather mentioned. After all, among all the people she had met, Li Jianshu's talent was the most amazing and unmatched in the world.

"It's unknown for now, but we'll soon be able to confirm whether the rumor is true."

Sikong Jingming was not in a hurry at all. After all, Dongji Country was so big, and Shengang Dao could discover many martial arts geniuses every year. He had even seen martial arts prodigies who awakened special bloodlines at birth.

For example, Li Jianshu.

At the beginning, it was Sikong Jingming who visited him personally and finally accepted Li Jianshu as his disciple. He taught him swordsmanship carefully, and they became a good story of master and disciple.

However, in the past month, the ranking changes on the Hidden Dragon List and the increasingly exaggerated rumors in Hunan Province have made Sikong Jingming a little restless, and he wants to come here in person to find out what's going on.

At the Linjiang Yuan family mansion, upon learning that Sikong Jingming was coming, Yuan Tianlang and Yuan Chengye, father and son, were both very nervous, while Yuan Jingfei also stood aside, looking expectant: "Grandpa, father, is Tianjian really coming to our house to pay New Year's greetings?"

She was so excited at the moment, she even felt a sense of relief as if she had finally gotten something out of this.

Just yesterday, her father and grandfather actually took the initiative to bow to Ye Qingzhou and took out a lot of precious treasures as gifts, just to make up for the points she lost in front of Ye Qingzhou.

This made Yuan Jingfei very unhappy. How could she blame herself for what happened back then?

It's obviously that Qin Haoyu is useless!
Who knew that he, who is ranked sixth on the Hidden Dragon List, would be so weak?

Secondly, Ye Qingzhou was too stingy. He was a boy, but he was not generous at all. He ignored me because of such a small matter, which made my family worried.

She didn't know about Ye Qingzhou's amazing achievements in the past few days, but she felt that her family had to bow to Ye Qingzhou because of this matter, which made her lose face.

With the arrival of Tianjian, Yuan Jingfei regained her confidence as the proud daughter of a martial arts family.

Yuan Chengye looked at his father Yuan Tianlang: "Dad, what kind of person is Tianjian?"

Yuan Tianlang and Sikong Jingming are peers. When they were young, they even fought side by side and called each other brothers.

It’s a pity that time flies.

Some people soar into the sky.

Some people waste their time.

Although Yuan Tianlang's status as a martial arts master is already honorable, it seems insignificant compared to Sikong Jingming's status as a martial arts saint.

Yuan Tianlang recalled the past and felt extremely complicated at the moment. He then said, "Tian Jian is easy to get along with, but he is the Martial Saint of Dongji Country after all. You must not lose your manners."

"Yes."

Yuan Chengye and Yuan Jingfei both obeyed the order.

Afterwards, the convoy arrived and Yuan Tianlang and his family went forward to greet them.

"Haha, it's been years since we last met. You're still in good health, old buddy."

Sikong Jingming smiled warmly, walked forward and shook Yuan Tianlang's hand, and the two began to reminisce about the past.

Yuan Tianlang introduced: "This is my son Chengye, and this is my granddaughter Jingfei."

Sikong Jingming looked at Yuan Chengye and praised him politely: "The second level of the Ascension Realm, not bad, not bad, it is enough to inherit the Yuan family's legacy."

Then he glanced at Yuan Jingfei again: "She is naturally beautiful, has a good physique, and is also a good candidate for martial arts training."

"Jing Fei has seen Tian Jian."

Yuan Jingfei was overjoyed when she received the praise.

But she had no idea that Yuan Tianlang and Yuan Chengye were feeling extremely disappointed, because what Sikong Jingming had just said was obviously just polite words.

If she really had good aptitude, why didn't Sikong Jingming accept her as his disciple?
To put it bluntly, don't you still look down on it?

Although Sikong Jingming did not ask to accept a disciple, Yuan Tianlang's enthusiasm did not change at all: "I have ordered people to prepare a banquet, please come in."

"it is good."

Sikong Jingming just took a step and suddenly looked outside the door with a look of surprise and doubt.

Someone walked up to Yuan Chengye and said, "Master, Ye Qianlong's housekeeper Liang Han wants to see you. He said he is here to return the gift."

Yuan Chengye was a little impatient and was about to yell and say he didn't want to see him, but when he thought of his father's instructions just now, he didn't want to be rude in front of Sikong Jingming.

At the same time, he also had a plan in mind. He wanted to use Sikong Jingming's relationship to use his power to suppress Ye Qingzhou, the ferocious latent dragon.

"Let him in." "Yes."

After a while, Liang Han walked into the hall with a nervous mood, his hands shaking as he held the gift box, because he had just heard that a distinguished guest had come to Linjiang Yuan's family today.

Moreover, this guest is a martial saint!
After walking into the hall with courage, Liang Han pretended to be calm and explained his purpose: "Mr. Ye returned home yesterday and learned that Yuan had sent a generous gift. He was very happy, so he specially asked me to come here today to return the gift."

Yuan Tianlang has been under a lot of pressure facing Ye Qingzhou these days. After all, his granddaughter seemed to have offended Ye Qingzhou before because of Qin Haoyu.

The matter was not a big deal, but Yuan Tianlang was afraid that Ye Qingzhou was a fool.

When the fight comes, he will be in trouble with his weak physique. He has no confidence that he can stop Ye Qingzhou, after all, Fu Wei is still lying in the hospital.

He didn't want to follow in the footsteps of the Wuxi Fu family. It was not auspicious during the New Year, so he simply gave a generous gift, just to avoid disaster.

However, yesterday I suddenly received a call from Sikong Jingming, saying that he wanted to come to my house to wish me a happy New Year.

This incident was quite sudden, but Yuan Tianlang was calm at this time. After all, with Sikong Jingming there, he thought that Ye Qingzhou would not dare to act rashly.

Therefore, Yuan Tianlang also put on airs at this moment, and asked Liang Han calmly: "Where is the gift?"

"here."

Under Yuan Tianlang's gaze, Liang Han raised the box in his hand.

Facing a martial arts master, he, just an ordinary person, was so nervous that his palms were sweating.

"Open it."

"Yes."

Then someone came forward, took the box, opened it and saw only a piece of calligraphy inside.

On the square piece of rice paper, the word "sword" was written in a flamboyant style.

People who don't know the value of it, such as Yuan Jingfei and Sikong Xingyan, were full of disapproval at this time. They thought that it was just a piece of calligraphy and painting, and it didn't look like the work of a famous artist. So what if it was beautifully written?
How much is it worth?

Such a thing is actually used as a return gift?
Who are you looking down on?
But those who know the value of something would be shocked at this moment.

Yuan Tianlang and Yuan Chengye are both master-level martial artists who can channel their energy into heaven and earth and project their spiritual thoughts. Therefore, they immediately realized that the word "sword" was extraordinary.

The two were shocked: "Is this... sword intent?"

Being able to use pen and ink to leave the sword intent on paper, condensing it without dispersing it, is a skill that even martial arts masters may not be able to achieve. How could Ye Qingzhou, who is only at the professional level, have such ability?
Sikong Jingming's expression was even more surprised than theirs, because with the cultivation and realm of a Martial Saint, he saw the true value of this calligraphy.

"Ahem, Tianlang, I really like the word 'sword'. Name a price and I'll take it."

"what?"

Yuan Tianlang was a little confused after hearing this. Although Ye Qingzhou was very young, he could express the sword intent through writing and writing, leaving it on paper without dispersing. This skill was truly astonishing.

But Sikong Jingming is a dignified Martial Saint, so he wouldn't ask for it, right?

It’s ridiculous.

But since Sikong Jingming had already spoken, Yuan Tianlang naturally would not refuse: "We are all brothers, it doesn't matter what the money is, just take it if you like it."

"Okay, I'll be disrespectful then."

Sikong Jing knew that Yuan Tianlang didn't want to take the money because he wanted to do him a favor, but he felt it was worth it, so he agreed without hesitation.

After the banquet, Sikong Jingming declined Yuan's offer to stay overnight and instead checked into the booked hotel.

After leaving the Yuan family, Sikong Xingyan couldn't help but ask, "Grandpa, for such a piece of calligraphy, you have to pay a favor, is it worth it?"

"value?"

Sikong Jingming sighed and said with emotion: "If the Linjiang Yuan family knew the true value of the word 'sword', they would regret it to death."

"what?"

Sikong Xingyan was completely confused.

Sikong Jingming unfolded the calligraphy and couldn't let it go the more he looked at it. Then he asked with a smile, seemingly casually, "Xingyan, what do you see here?"

"Isn't it just a code for 'sword'?"

"Wrong, there is a dragon painted on it."

At this moment, Sikong Jingming seemed to hear a thunderous dragon roar in his ears, and the word "sword" in front of him also became fierce and fierce, like a divine dragon rising up on the wind and soaring above the sky.

Ambition to climb to the sky, to ascend to the throne!

Convey thoughts through words and indicate with sword.

The word "sword" in Ye Qingzhou's name refers to the wind force, one of the six forces, and the sword intent of ascending to the dragon at a lightning speed.

This is a sword intent that has reached a superb level!

Sikong Jingming put away the calligraphy, and then told Sikong Xingyan: "Book a flight for tomorrow, we are going back to the Imperial Capital."

"what?"

If Sikong Jingming had not been so calm and composed with clear eyes at this moment, Sikong Xingyan would have thought that her grandfather had become senile and confused.

"Grandpa, aren't you going to Linjiang to meet someone?"

"No need to see you."

"Why?"

"How can I be worthy of being his master?"

Sikong Jingming sighed quietly. Seeing the words was like seeing the person. He now understood that Ye Qingzhou's wind power had been trained to a superb level, and his sword intent had also been condensed.

With such a natural talent, he no longer needs anyone to teach him swordsmanship.

What's more, Sikong Jingming still has some dignity to save. He can't even achieve the superb realm of wind control himself, so what can he teach Ye Qingzhou?

In his eyes, Ye Qingzhou is already a peerless genius who can be compared with Zhang Xinwu.

Such peerless geniuses cannot be judged by common sense. To them, the so-called guidance from famous teachers is simply a joke, and may even lead them astray.

Especially since Ye Qingzhou has already condensed his own sword heart and sword intent. As for the moves and techniques, he can completely figure them out by himself. Even if he is at the level of Martial Saint, there is not much he can teach Ye Qingzhou.

You can't pass on the family's inherited skills to an outsider like Ye Qingzhou, right?

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On the other side, the Zheng family.

Zheng Zhiguang was also very happy to see his nephew who had been studying abroad for three years return: "Yunyuan, you are finally back. Where have you been for the past three years? If you hadn't called me from time to time to let me know you were safe, I would have thought something had happened to you."

"Uncle, I'm fine, right?"

Yun Yuan's face was filled with smiles. In the eyes of outsiders, he was always a cold-faced killer. He would only smile heartily in front of his relatives.

"Where's my cousin?"

"She's busy with the live broadcast. She should be back soon."

Yun Yuan nodded when he heard that. Just as he was about to say something, his eyes fell on a calligraphy piece on Zheng Zhiguang's desk in the study. His sight was immediately attracted by the word "sword" written in such a graceful and graceful manner.

"Uncle, this word..."

"How's it going? Does it look good?"

Zheng Zhiguang proudly showed it to Yun Yuan, then said with a boastful smile: "This is Ye Qianlong's return gift. I didn't expect that he is not only a martial arts genius, but also has some knowledge of calligraphy. I have to find someone to frame this calligraphy."

"Ye Qianlong?"

There was only one person with the surname Ye in the top ten of the Hidden Dragon Ranking, so Yun Yuan quickly understood who Zheng Zhiguang was talking about. He looked serious and asked, "Uncle, did you say that this word was written by Ye Qingzhou?"

"By the way, you are also a professional martial artist now, right? Come with me to visit him someday and let Ye Qianlong give you some guidance."

In Zheng Zhiguang's eyes, Ye Qingzhou's current status is no different from that of a martial arts master.

But he didn't know that his nephew was also a martial arts master.

Yun Yuan's expression was solemn: "Uncle, do you still have this calligraphy?"

"I only have one. I heard Ye Qianlong gave away six. What's the matter?"

"I can't explain the other things. Uncle, if you believe in me, find a way to collect the other paintings. No matter how much it costs, it's worth it."

Yun Yuan was in a solemn mood. Just now, through his mind perception, he seemed to see a divine dragon as blazing as fire. It was exactly the fire force, one of the six forces, and the sword intent of the divine power rising dragon.

The sword power that contains the superb level of fire, this kind of thing cannot be measured by money!
For martial artists, this is a priceless treasure leading to the realm of Martial Saint!
(End of this chapter)