Sword Roaring in the Sky

Chapter 103 Yongzhou New Year Rhino Photo (rd update, please give me monthly votes)

Sun Yanwan took a deep breath, and the Ruyi Qi intertwined, "weaving" out three "Ruyi Acupoints".

If he fights with someone, the three Ruyi acupoints are enough to absorb 10% to 20% of his own palm power, and after the first wave of palm power, he can mix it with his own palm power and push it out.

Among the Ten Changes of Xuanhuang, the Ruyi Qiankun Bag ranks above the Xuanbing Baojian. It is one of the only three types that can be cultivated to the thirteenth level, pointing directly to the ultimate change. As the Ruyi true qi in the body increases, the more Ruyi acupoints are woven, the more true qi can be contained. If it is cultivated to the Xiantian realm or above, it can store more than three times its own true qi. Each attack can combine the absorbed true qi to strike out, and the strongest palm power can be doubled.

However, Sun Yanwan had just cultivated the Ruyi Qiankun Bag to the second level. The true energy he exhaled and inhaled was not much, and the increased palm power was not high. It was okay for bullying warriors of the seventh or eighth rank, but not for higher ranks. For the time being, he could not use it to fight others.

Sun Yanwan could already feel the miraculous effect of the Ruyi Qiankun Bag in improving his lightness skills. He circulated the Ruyi Qi throughout his body, and the three Ruyi acupoints not only made his body several points lighter, but also provided him with three more parts to exert force. Even though he had only cultivated this amazing skill to the second level, the lightness skills he activated were already three or four points better than those of the Xuanhuang Qi.

Sun Yanwan's body was like a fallen leaf, rising with the wind, and she easily jumped more than ten feet high.

Being able to jump ten feet high and more than two feet away is one of the signs of the fifth level of martial arts.

Although Sun Yanwan had opened up a meridian related to Qinggong before, he could not jump so high because he did not have the corresponding Qinggong mental method.

He usually relied on his own strength to jump and leap. Although his speed was not slow when he was at the seventh or eighth level, he did not have the lightness and agility of a master of light skills.

When he first met the old blind man, he knew that he couldn't get close to him quickly by relying on lightness skills, so he could only use the flying sword.

Sun Yanwan was in an extremely good mood as his Qinggong skills improved greatly. Although his martial arts skills declined significantly when he used Qinggong, this small flaw could always be made up for. When the cultivation level of Ruyi Qiankun Bag caught up, there would be no such flaw.

After Sun Yanwan tried the Qinggong, he reversed the Ruyi Qi and transformed the Ruyi Qi into the Xuanhuang Qi. He couldn't transform the Qi instantly yet. Each transformation took more than an incense stick, so he didn't make any more transformations. He glanced at the sky and went straight to the place where he usually ate.

After having Sun Lingdie and Namco, he no longer had to worry about eating.

Although it is extremely inconvenient here, the Tianji Sun family and the Nanmeng family still worked together to transfer a group of chefs from distant towns. The daily ingredients are purchased from far away to ensure freshness.

This is also the main reason why Sun Yanwan called the two young ladies back. He enjoyed this kind of life and no longer wanted to go back to the days when his master cooked or he cooked for himself.

Well, actually it was mainly because the food cooked by the two apprentices was too bad.

Otherwise he could really bear it.

The place where the master and his disciples usually ate had been replaced with two new dining tables. Zhang Yuanqiao brought his two disciples to one table, which could be called the table of the elderly and children, and Sun Yanwan, Sun Lingdie and Namco to another table. The dishes on both sides were generally rich, but there was an extra pot of fine wine on the table of Zhang Yuanqiao and his two disciples.

Although Sun Yanwan has a high alcohol tolerance, he doesn't like drinking. In his previous life, when he lived on Earth, the thing he hated most was drinking at business banquets. He felt extremely uncomfortable every time he drank.

Sun Lingdie and Namco were both smart girls. They quickly discovered Sun Yanwan's preference, so they both stopped drinking.

Sun Yanwan had just picked up a piece of food with chopsticks when she heard her master say, "Yanwan!"

"You've been practicing martial arts too hard lately. It's getting too boring. The way of civil and martial arts is to alternate between tension and relaxation. You should really relax a little."

"I've received an invitation. The son of Yongzhou Governor Nian Guishou is getting married soon. Please go and congratulate him on your behalf!"

Sun Yanwan asked curiously, "What's the origin of this young governor? Master is actually giving him face?" Zhang Yuanqiao laughed and said, "He doesn't have much face in front of me, but his son is Da Ku's nineteenth disciple."

Sun Yanwan was startled and exclaimed, "The disciple of Master Daku of Shaochan Temple? Shouldn't he be a monk? How can he be getting married?"

Zhang Yuanqiao laughed and said, "Nian Xizhao is not a monk. Besides..."

"Becoming a monk doesn't necessarily mean you can't get married!"

"You are still the Heavenly Master of Xuanhuang Dao."

As soon as these words came out, Sun Lingdie and Namco blushed immediately, especially Little Butterfly, whose ears even turned red. Although they were shy, the two girls were also ecstatic in their hearts. Zhang Yuanqiao said this, which obviously meant that he did not intend to interfere with his apprentice's marriage.

Little did they know that the Grand Master had already made a plan to help his apprentice keep a close watch.

Sun Yanwan thought to herself, "It might be a good idea to use it as a backdrop for the wedding of Zen Master Da Ku's disciple."

He cupped his hands and said, "Disciple will be there soon."

It has been a month or two since Sun Yanwan returned to Taiyi Temple. Although he practices martial arts every day and feels very fulfilled, he still feels a little depressed. Even with Sun Lingdie and Namco by his side, he can't relieve his depression. It is always a good thing to go to Yongzhou to relax.

Zhang Yuanqiao said calmly, "Your martial arts skills are still not very mature. Don't be too arrogant when you go out, or you will lose in a duel and bring shame to our Songyang Sect."

Sun Lingdie and Namco thought to themselves, "Brother Sun/Brother Yan Wan's martial arts skills are still not up to par? Then what are we?"

The two girls are both gifted by heaven, but after meeting Sun Yanwan, they often wonder if they are not good enough.

We both learned martial arts, so why is there such a big difference?
However, Sun Yanwan could hear that the teacher's implication was similar to that of the senior brother. He hoped that before his martial arts skills reached the highest level, he would keep a low profile and not show off. It would be best if people thought that he was just an ordinary disciple with neither high nor low talent, so as not to have such sharp thoughts as "If I want to kill a grandmaster, the easiest time is before he becomes a grandmaster..."

After Sun Yanwan finished his meal, he packed up and still only took two swords and a vest with flying banknotes sewn on it. As for everything he needed for the journey, there was naturally a small butterfly that Xiao Nanmeng had prepared for him.

He went out once, and the amount of flying banknotes on him not only did not decrease, but increased instead.

Sun Yanwan even had the idea that there was no need to bring flying banknotes.

At this time in Yongzhou, at the city gate, there was a weather-beaten man in his thirties. Although he was old, his facial features were regular, and it was obvious at a glance that he must have been a handsome man when he was young. He was wearing a uniform and holding a book, reading intently. When his colleagues saw him, they couldn't help laughing at him.

"You've fallen to the level of a doorman, and you're still dreaming of studying?"

"Does he think he's still the top scholar Su?"

"Following Han Shi in submitting a petition, I angered the emperor and there's no chance of turning things around in my life."

The man pretended to be ignorant of these rumors and immersed himself in books. He only occasionally thought about his wife and children far away in the north. After he was released from prison, he asked someone to send a letter home, but there has been no reply so far.

(End of this chapter)