All Heavens: Yin Zhiping, a Demon with a Daoist Heart!

By daybreak, Mei Chaofeng still hadn't appeared.

Ke Zhen'e said, "She probably doesn't dare to come. Let's rest for a day and teach Jing'er martial arts again tomorrow. If you are in danger, immediately shoot an arrow to call us."

After saying that, they all went their separate ways.

Fearing that Mei Chaofeng would go to his yurt again, Yin Zhiping said to Han Xiaoying, "Senior, Mei Chaofeng knows where I live, so I dare not go back."

Han Xiaoying paused for a moment and then said, "Your place is indeed quite far from here, so you..."

"Thank you, senior!"

Yin Zhiping lay down on the felt and fell asleep.

Han Xiaoying was stunned. She wanted to suggest that he go to Ke Zhen'e's place to rest, but she didn't expect him to sleep here. She didn't want to disturb him.

Seeing his handsome profile, she couldn't help but glance at him a few more times, her face burning. She recalled the embarrassing scene when her clothes were torn that day, thankfully he didn't peek.

Yin Zhiping didn't wake up until noon, feeling refreshed.

When Han Xiaoying saw that he was awake, she said, "I cooked some noodles, come and have some."

Yin Zhiping was overjoyed. He stepped forward and saw a large bowl full of noodles with a few green vegetables floating in it. He smiled and said, "I just woke up and there are noodles already! Thank you so much, senior!"

His smile was radiant, and Han Xiaoying didn't dare to look at him. She simply said, "Go wash your face first."

Yin Zhiping washed his face, picked up a bowl of noodles, squatted down at the door, and started eating.

A while ago, it rained on the grassland. The weather was refreshing, and the ground was covered in green. The boundless grassland truly broadened his horizons, which made Yin Zhiping feel great.

Of course, the main reason was that he obtained the entire Nine Yin Manual.

He originally intended to destroy the human skin book, but considering that Mei Chaofeng might come looking for him again, he decided to keep it for now and throw it away later to save his life.

Han Xiaoying then asked, "Why are you squatting on the ground to eat?"

Yin Zhiping laughed and said, "I grew up in Guanzhong, and this is how people eat there. My fellow disciples and I often squatted at the entrance of the temple to eat our noodles. The scenery of Zhongnan Mountain is beautiful and can help stimulate our appetite."

Han Xiaoying smiled and said, "It seems you're homesick."

Yin Zhiping asked, "Senior, would you like to?"

Han Xiaoying paused, then sighed, "I've been away from my hometown for sixteen years. How could I not miss it? I was only seventeen when I came to the desert, and now I'm haggard and gray, my temples are streaked with gray..."

Her beautiful eyes sparkled, her gaze passing through the doorway and across the vast grassland, lost in thought.

Yin Zhiping laughed and said, "I think the senior still has the same demeanor as before."

Han Xiaoying pursed her lips, her gaze lingering on the handsome young man at the door, and smiled, "You haven't seen what I looked like back then, so how can you say my charm is no less than it was back then?"

Yin Zhiping said, "I once read history books in the temple, and I read in the History of the Southern Dynasties that it said: 'Xiao Liyang's horse, though old, was still swift.' Now that I see the elder, I am deeply moved."

Upon hearing this, Han Xiaoying frowned, her cheeks flushed, and she scolded, "You child!"

Why does Yin Zhiping, who looks so clean and pure, keep spouting such nonsensical nonsense?

The second half of the line “Xiao Liyang’s horse, though old, is still swift” is “Xu Niang, though old, is still full of affection”.

During the Southern Dynasties, Xu Zhaopei, a concubine of the Prince of Xiangdong of the Liang Dynasty, was not favored by the emperor and had many affairs. People said, "Although she is middle-aged, she still has charm."

Han Xiaoying thought to herself that it was incredibly rude of this child to compare her to a promiscuous woman, but she wondered if he even knew anything about history, or perhaps he was unaware of the details.

Yin Zhiping feigned innocence and asked, "What's wrong?"

Seeing this, Han Xiaoying suddenly recalled the day she sparred with Yin Zhiping. He had slashed her clothes with his sword but turned away without looking. She thought to herself that such an upright man probably didn't understand history and had no other intentions.

She said, "You say I'm past my prime? That's no compliment."

Yin Zhiping said, "I only felt that you were very charismatic and not inferior to that seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl. I didn't expect to be so presumptuous. I am really sorry."

Han Xiaoying smiled, pleased to be complimented on her beauty, and said, "It seems you don't study history very seriously either."

Yin Zhiping chuckled softly: "My master only told me to study classical texts and historical books, while he himself traveled around doing chivalrous deeds all year round. I just found it boring, so I never devoted myself to it. Actually, I prefer practicing martial arts."

Han Xiaoying nodded, thinking to herself that it was no wonder he admired the Yue Maiden Swordplay, and asked, "Have you made any progress in practicing my swordplay lately?"

Yin Zhiping finished eating, wiped his mouth, went into the tent to put down his bowl, and said happily, "Of course! With the senior's careful guidance, I can't help but improve."

Han Xiaoying said, "It's a pity you became a disciple of Master Qiu, otherwise I would definitely have taken you as my apprentice."

"What a pity..." Yin Zhiping said.

Han Xiaoying then asked, "What are your plans for the future? After I return to the desert from Jiaxing, will you still come to see me?"

After asking the question, she felt uneasy, and her heart started pounding.

Yin Zhiping laughed and said, "Of course! Senior taught me martial arts, so you are like half a master to me. I will definitely come to pay my respects to you during festivals in the future."

Han Xiaoying smiled, unable to hide her joy.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew, stirring up dust inside the tent. Han Xiaoying got up to close the door, and then she saw a light drizzle, wetting the ground.

She said, "I was planning to spar with you a few times, but it seems that's not going to happen."

Yin Zhiping thought that there were only a few moves left in the Yue Maiden Sword Technique, and it would be best to learn them as soon as possible. He said, "Why don't we practice with our hands? Senior, please teach me a few moves first, and we can practice them again tomorrow so that I can become more familiar with them."

Han Xiaoying said, "You're quite impatient, child. Fine, I'll teach you a move called 'White Rainbow Piercing the Sun' today. Watch closely."

As she spoke, she pointed her fingers like a sword, exerted force with her wrists, and used footwork to thrust her fingertips straight forward like a white rainbow, her movements incredibly fast.

This move is swift and agile, striking directly at vital points. It emphasizes instantaneous burst speed and precision, and is a highly representative offensive move in the Yue Nu Swordplay.

After carefully observing the text, Yin Zhiping got up and tried to imitate it, but only managed to learn about 70-80% of it.

Although he has a good memory and is capable of studying the Daoist canon, his comprehension is really just average.

Han Xiaoying wasn't in a hurry, because Guo Jing had smoothed out her temperament over the years. She stepped forward and patted his shoulder, saying, "Lower your stance a little more."

Yin Zhiping studied diligently and meticulously.

Once he has mastered all the moves of the Yue Maiden Sword Technique, and then further improved it with the system, he might reach the most authentic level of this sword technique. Therefore, he is taking it very seriously.

After studying for a while, Yin Zhiping got a general understanding.

Han Xiaoying said, "You and I will analyze each other's moves, and I will find your weaknesses."

"good!"

As he spoke, Yin Zhiping thrust his fingers at Han Xiaoying, unleashing the "White Rainbow Piercing the Sun" technique, but she dodged to the side and instead tapped him on the chest.

"Too slow, you're dead!"

"Hey!"

Yin Zhiping smiled sheepishly and tried again.

In fact, having mastered the "Quanzhen Swordplay" to a high level, he could have made his sword strike even faster by applying his knowledge to other techniques, but he still managed to impress Han Xiaoying.

"Again!" The room was stuffy and hot, and Han Xiaoying was sweating, but she taught earnestly and felt happy.

Regardless, Yin Zhiping did learn faster than Guo Jing, making it easier for her to teach him.

The two were so engrossed in their practice that they lost track of time outside the tent. After a thoroughly enjoyable session, Han Xiaoying pushed open the door and realized it was night.

"Tonight..."