Legend has it that there is a martial arts manuscript Bixie Sword Manual in the house of Lin family, which when learned will give the person god-like speed and power. Thus, whoever manages to master it, will become the conqueror of the martial world...
[The old man nodded, let out a sigh, and then slowly walked to the front of the big rock to sit down. Tian Boguang yelled, "Here's the chop!" and then slashed his knife at Linghu Chong. Linghu Chong turned to the side to dodge and then fought back with a thrust.]
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Linghu Chong was thunderstruck. He turned around and saw an old man with a gray beard in a green robe standing in front of the cave's opening. The old man had a somewhat depressed expression on his face, which was as white as a sheet.
"Could this old man be the masked man in green robe I saw the other night? Where is he from? When did he come right behind my back? How come I didn't feel a thing and had no idea about it?" He couldn't help but feel bewildered.
"Are you...are you really Grandmaster Feng?" Tian Boguang asked in a trembling tone.
"It has gotten to be rare for people in this world to still remember my name." The old man heaved a sigh.
In the instant, many thoughts flashed through Linghu Chong's mind. "There is still a senior grandmaster of our Huashan Sword School alive today? Why haven't I ever heard Master or Master-Wife mentioning anything about it? What if he is just an imposter who took the opportunity from Tian Boguang's words? Wouldn't everyone in the Martial World laugh at our Huashan Sword School if I recklessly salute him as a junior? Besides, what a big coincidence is this? As soon as Tian Boguang mentioned the name 'Feng Qingyang,' a 'Feng Qingyang' suddenly shows up right away?"
"Linghu Chong, what an useless lad you are!" The old man shook his head with another sigh. "Let me teach you. Use the move White Aurora Shooting the Sun first and follow up with Graceful Phoenix, then use Golden Geese Crossing Sky followed with Sword Interception Stance...." He talked on and on in a flow of eloquence and soon mentioned the names of thirty different moves.
Linghu Chong had learned all the thirty moves before, but the sword positions and the stances of those moves didn't seem to connect at all.
"What are you waiting for? Oh, I see. With your current understanding of martial arts, it isn't easy to just perform all thirty of them at once, indeed. Why don't you try them out slowly, first?" The old man instructed.
His voice was low and deep, and his face looked desolate. It almost appeared as if he had infinite grievance, yet there was a certain majestic feel in his tone.
"Well, there's nothing to lose if I give it a try," Linghu Chong thought to himself.
So he performed the White Aurora Shooting the Sun move and thrust his sword with the sword tip pointing up. Then he got stuck, having no clue how to connect the second move Graceful Phoenix to it.
"Alas! Idiot! Idiot! Only able to rigidly adhering to formalities with no adaptation, no wonder you are an apprentice of Yue Buqun. The art of swordplay calls for fluency like floating clouds and flowing water – natural and smooth, come and go freely. After you finished the move White Aurora Shooting the Sun and had your sword tip pointing up, couldn't you just follow the flow and slash it downwards? Even though there's no such posture in the move, why can't you adapt to the flow and make it more convenient for yourself?"
