Wuxia: Become the 100-Victory Sword King at the Beginning

Chapter 54 54. Reborn
Shi Feiyang felt his discomfort dissipate like morning mist, leaving him feeling refreshed, a cleansing of both soul and body, a new and renewed feeling. He took a deep breath, his chest brimming with vibrant energy, every cell cheering. With firm and powerful steps, he calmly walked towards the Sutra Library.

Upon entering the Sutra Repository, a tranquil atmosphere greets you, and time seems to slow down. The fragrance of old books permeates the air, a scent steeped in history, each wisp seeming to recount the rise and fall of the martial arts world.

The sunlight shines through the exquisite window lattices, casting mottled shadows, adding a touch of mystery and depth to this palace of martial arts knowledge and wisdom.

Shi Feiyang walked slowly forward, his slender fingers stroking the bookshelf, his fingertips lightly touching the yellowed ancient books. The rough papers seemed to contain the warmth of history.

His pace gradually slowed down, and he finally stopped in front of the profound and difficult to understand "Tai Xuan Jing" and the "Nine Yin Scriptures" that attracted much attention in the martial arts world.

These two wonderful books, like two mysterious treasure houses, exude infinite attraction, calling him to uncover the mysteries contained therein.

In Shi Feiyang's understanding, martial arts is an endless practice, and every martial arts secret book is the key to a higher realm.

At this moment, with a fervent desire to reach the pinnacle of martial arts, Shi Feiyang slowly sat down, his movements as gentle as if he were treating a rare treasure, and carefully opened the "Taixuan Sutra".

What caught his eye were simple and unadorned characters, the strokes strong and flowing, as if telling an ancient and mysterious story. He leaned forward slightly, his body tense, afraid to miss any detail.

Shi Feiyang's fingers gently slid across each line of text, silently reciting it, trying to uncover the mysteries within. His brows would sometimes furrow, his gaze sharp as if he were piercing through every word; other times, he would close his eyes in deep thought, leaning back in his chair, his mind constantly pondering the various martial arts concepts.

Those intricate moves and profound trajectories of internal force intertwined and collided in his imagination.

Whenever an idea suddenly came to mind, Shi Feiyang's eyes would suddenly open, with a glint of surprise in them. He would quickly grab a pen and write down his understanding on the paper next to him. His handwriting was like a flying dragon and phoenix, full of excitement and excitement.

As his research deepened, Shi Feiyang's breathing became deeper and steady, as if he had established a mysterious connection with this strange book.

The sunlight moved quietly, sliding from his shoulders to his knees, but he was unaware.

At this moment, a series of strange scenes emerged in Shi Feiyang's mind: someone was on the top of the mountain, performing strange and powerful martial arts against the strong wind, and every move and every style seemed to contain the power of heaven and earth; someone was in the deep valley, practicing unique skills with the help of the power of nature, and becoming one with the mountains, rivers, and plants.

These scenes flashed through his mind like a kaleidoscope, giving Shi Feiyang a deeper understanding of the martial arts concepts in the Taixuan Sutra.

After a short rest, Shi Feiyang turned his attention to the "Nine Yin Scriptures" again.

His hands trembled slightly as he slowly opened the ancient secret book, and an old and mysterious aura came to his face.

At this moment, outside the Sutra Library, the wind began to pick up, rustling the branches of the ancient pines outside. The wind seeped in through the cracks in the window lattices, stirring the pages of the books and making a subtle rustling sound.

The paper of the sutra was yellowed and brittle, and each page was accompanied by a slight rustling sound, as if telling of the millennia of vicissitudes it had carried. The scriptures were written in a simple and elegant font, and every stroke seemed to contain endless power. Shi Feiyang's eyes were instantly fixed on them.

He studied it word by word, reciting it in a low voice. Although his voice was soft, it was full of piety and concentration.

"The way of heaven is to reduce the surplus and make up for the deficiency. Therefore, the empty overcomes the solid, and the insufficient overcomes the surplus..." These words echoed in his ears, and his brows were sometimes furrowed and sometimes relaxed, obviously trying to comprehend the profound meaning therein.

Various phantoms of martial arts moves kept appearing in his mind. Those moves were either fierce or gentle, and unpredictable. It was as if he saw himself on a vast battlefield, fighting with countless masters, using the martial arts in the "Nine Yin Scriptures" to defeat one powerful enemy after another.

When Shi Feiyang read the chapter "Soul Transferring Technique", a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

He read it several times, then closed his eyes and tried to construct the operating structure of this unique technique in his mind.

Gradually, he felt his consciousness become ethereal, as if he could sense the subtle flow of air around him, and every fluctuation of the air was clearly audible.

At this moment, the Sutra Library became increasingly quiet. The only sounds that could be heard were Shi Feiyang's steady breathing and the occasional sound of flipping papers.

Outside the window, an unknown bird perched on the windowsill, tilting its head, as if curiously peeping at this person who was immersed in the world of martial arts.

Shi Feiyang seemed to witness a blurry figure performing the soul-transferring technique. The surrounding enemies seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, and their movements became slow and sluggish.

Shi Feiyang suddenly opened his eyes, a hint of understanding flashed in his eyes, and he quickly grabbed a pen and wrote down his feelings on the paper next to him.

As he wrote, he kept pondering the possibility of combining the two techniques in his mind, imagining how, when fighting with an enemy, he could use the cold energy of Mingyu Gong and integrate the mental power of Soul Transferring Gong into it at the same moment to deliver a fatal blow to his opponent.

The scene was so vivid that it seemed as if it was actually happening before his eyes.

When Shi Feiyang read the record of "Heart-Destroying Palm", his heartbeat accelerated.

He stood up and slowly performed the starting posture according to the description in the scripture.

He slowly raised his palms with his palms facing inward, and a faint airflow condensed in his palms. The airflow seemed to have life, swirling and surging in his palms.

He took a deep breath and suddenly slapped out with his palm. The wind from his palm whistled and blew the surrounding papers everywhere, as if they were swept by a gust of wind.

He felt the power within his palm, carefully savoring the textual description of the essence of the palm technique: "Its force is like crushing dry wood and rotten wood, penetrating directly into the heart meridians, damaging all five internal organs..." Shi Feiyang practiced the palm technique relentlessly, striving for precision with each strike, strictly adhering to the guidance of the text from the point of force to the trajectory of the palm. His eyes were firm and focused, as if he were facing a powerful enemy, whom he intended to crush with this heart-breaking palm.

Shi Feiyang's forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat, and his clothes were soaked with perspiration, but he seemed oblivious, completely immersed in his study of this palm technique. He pondered: while the method of exerting force in the Heart-Destroying Palm differed from the fierce force of the Tathagata Palm, could the Heart-Destroying Palm's instantaneous burst of hidden energy be integrated into the Tathagata Palm's sweeping movements? For example, at the moment the Tathagata Palm struck out, he could use the Heart-Destroying Palm's technique to inject hidden energy into it. This way, upon impact, the palm force would not only pack a powerful punch, but also strike directly at the opponent's heart meridians, inflicting double damage.

The more Shi Feiyang thought about it, the more excited he became, and the palm techniques in his hands became more and more proficient. Every time he struck out a palm, it carried with it his expectation and exploration of the fusion of the two palm techniques.

At this time, the sky outside the window gradually darkened, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone through the window onto Shi Feiyang, making his figure slender, as if he was covered with a layer of golden armor, adding a bit of sacred color to his research.

He seemed to have transformed into a heroic god of war, fighting bravely on the battlefield of martial arts. Unconsciously, the afterglow of the setting sun shone through the window onto Shi Feiyang, but he was still immersed in the martial arts world of "Nine Yin Manuals".

Sometimes he lowered his head in deep thought, sometimes he stood up to practice his moves, and each time he gained insight, his understanding of martial arts took him a step further. Shi Feiyang knew that the Nine Yin Manual was not only a martial arts manual, but also a treasure trove of martial arts waiting for him to dig deeper and explore.

After going through more than one hundred thrilling, bloody and fierce bloody battles, Shi Feiyang re-read these martial arts theory classics, and his understanding of "Taixuan Jing" and "Nine Yin Scriptures" reached an unprecedented depth.

In his eyes, every word and every sentence seemed to contain endless mysteries, waiting for him to explore and comprehend.

Sometimes he closed his eyes, frowned slightly, and fell into deep thought, with various martial arts ideas in his mind colliding like lightning; sometimes he picked up a pen and wrote quickly on the paper beside him, recording his sudden flash of inspiration. The handwriting was vigorous and powerful, just like his firm belief at the moment.

When he read the chapter "Yi Jin Duan Gu Pian", Shi Feiyang's eyes were fixed on the pages, with excitement and anticipation flashing in his eyes, as if he was about to uncover a shocking martial arts secret.

Shi Feiyang slowly reached out, his fingertips lightly touching the yellowed pages that exuded an ancient atmosphere, as if he were in a conversation with history. As the pages turned, the subtle rustling sound seemed to carry the whispers of time, and each character revealed the unknown secrets of martial arts.

Shi Feiyang's hands trembled slightly. This trembling came not only from his extreme enthusiasm for martial arts, but also from the stubborn determination deep in his heart to never give up until he achieved his goal.

Shi Feiyang's body leaned forward slightly, but his back was straight, like a peerless sword about to be unsheathed, sharp and ready to strike.

He read it word by word, muttering to himself. When he came to the key points, he could not help but nod slightly, and a hint of enlightenment flashed in his eyes.

"So that's how it is. This method of strengthening muscles and bones is so exquisite." Shi Feiyang murmured softly, his voice full of amazement. From this unintentional sigh, it can be seen that he has a pure love for martial arts. He has no utilitarian intentions and is simply happy to pursue the true meaning of martial arts.

As his research deepened, Shi Feiyang came to realize that Yi Jin Duan Gu Pian was more than just a way to strengthen the body. It was a deep exploration of the body's potential and an indispensable cornerstone on the path of martial arts practice.

Shi Feiyang couldn't help but recall his past experiences of fighting with the enemy, those moments when he was on the verge of life and death. If he had mastered this technique at that time, with his strengthened physique and tough meridians, he might have been able to deal with the enemy's attacks more calmly, and even unleash his martial arts to greater power.

Shi Feiyang's ability to reflect and summarize allows him to make continuous progress on the path of martial arts, and every experience becomes a valuable nutrient for his growth.

Shi Feiyang then took a deep breath and slowly stood up. He placed his feet firmly shoulder-width apart, like a pine tree rooted to the earth, steady and resolute. He lowered his hands naturally, palms facing inward, feeling the subtle connection between himself and his surroundings.

Shi Feiyang took another deep breath, this time long and deep, as if he wanted to absorb all the spiritual energy between heaven and earth into his body.

As he inhaled the air, Shi Feiyang's chest swelled up. The air was like a nimble dragon, slowly moving along his meridians. Wherever it went, it brought a tingling and powerful feeling.

Shi Feiyang's eyes became focused and determined, staring intently ahead, as if a fierce battle were unfolding before him, and he was accumulating endless strength for this battle through this method of strengthening his tendons and bones. As he practiced Qigong, his brows alternated between furrowing and relaxing. When he furrowed his brows, he was striving to adjust the path of his Qi, bringing it into perfect alignment with the scripture.

A solemn expression lingered in his eyes, as if he were engaging in a deep conversation with the energy within him, attempting to guide it along the most perfect trajectory. When he stretched, he had successfully overcome a minor obstacle, and the satisfaction of the smooth flow of energy was palpable. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a gratified smile, a smile as warm and confident as the spring sun.

Shi Feiyang realized that the flow of this breath was like the road of life, full of twists and turns and unknowns.

In martial arts practice, every adjustment of breath is a challenge and breakthrough to oneself.

Only by constantly adapting and changing can one continuously improve his martial arts level.

Immediately afterwards, Shi Feiyang began to move his body.

First, gently turn your wrist, and you will hear a slight "clicking" sound from your wrist, as if a mechanism that has been sealed for a long time is starting to work again.

He carefully felt the subtle changes in his bones and muscles. Every turn was accompanied by a wonderful sensation, as his body gradually adapted to the new strength and rhythm. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a confident smile.

Then, he slowly rotated his ankle, each movement slow and steady, as if he were carving a precious work of art. His eyes were focused and serious, not missing any details, striving to achieve perfection in each movement.

As he worked on his body, Shi Feiyang felt more and more that this "Yi Jin Duan Gu Pian" contained a kind of respect and awe for the body. Every joint and every muscle had its own unique function, and this method was designed to unleash their full potential.

Then, Shi Feiyang straightened his back and slowly stretched his arms upwards as if to touch the sky.

As he stretched his arms, he could feel the muscles in his back stretching, and a strong sense of power surged through his body. A look of intoxication appeared on his face, and he fully enjoyed the feeling of this gradually increasing power.

He closed his eyes, and seemed to see his body becoming stronger and tougher under the training of this method of strengthening muscles and bones. Every muscle was full of strength, and every meridian was unobstructed.

"This chapter on Yi Jin Duan Gu can not only strengthen the body, but also lay an indestructible foundation for subsequent martial arts training." Shi Feiyang thought secretly in his heart, his eyes revealing his firm belief in the future path of martial arts.

He seemed to have foreseen that, with the help of the Yi Jin Duan Gu Chapter, his Ming Yu Gong would reach a new level, and the power of the Tathagata Palm would also experience a qualitative leap. His heart was filled with anticipation, looking forward to creating his own legend on the road of martial arts.

At this moment, Shi Feiyang exuded a powerful aura, which was condensed from his love and persistence for martial arts.

In his love and persistent pursuit of martial arts, Shi Feiyang reaped a lot of rewards. He became more sunny and cheerful, and his body naturally exuded a light of confidence, which was as dazzling as bright stars.

However, when Shi Feiyang cast his gaze upon the Sacred Heart Sutra, a flicker of yearning flashed across his eyes, but was quickly replaced by a hint of helplessness. He knew in his heart that he still seemed to be far behind in mastering this unique skill.

After all, the "Sacred Heart Secret" is the supreme martial arts skill of the world. Emperor Shi Tian (Xu Fu) spent thousands of years merging the exquisite techniques of various martial arts schools in the Central Plains, and drawing on the essence of phoenix blood to create this supreme divine skill. Its power is truly earth-shattering. Furthermore, the most amazing thing about this technique is that it can grant practitioners immortality, eternal youth, and even possess the miraculous power of bringing the dead back to life.

Shi Feiyang couldn't help but sigh, his chest filled with endless regret. The sigh echoed lingeringly within the Sutra Library, a helpless lament over his own limitations. But soon, the advice of the Sunflower Saint rang clearly in his ears: "Don't be too greedy and seek perfection. Focus on cultivating a single internal skill: a set of sword techniques, a set of palm techniques, a set of gripping techniques, and a set of acupressure techniques. Mastering a hundred arts is not as good as mastering one."

So, Shi Feiyang took a deep breath, calmed his inner waves, and gently put the "Sacred Heart Sutra" back into the bookshelf. He secretly made up his mind to focus on practicing "Ming Yu Gong" and "Tathagata Palm", "Dragon Claw", "Hundred Victories Sword Technique" and "Seven Star Blood-Piercing Acupoint Technique".

(End of this chapter)