0p0 Chapter 222 Comprehending a New Sword Technique
Chapter 222 Comprehending a New Sword Technique
He took the chicken leg, sat down to the side, and watched Si Nansheng busy by the alchemy furnace.
"Little one, what are you doing?"
"Making soup, would you like some?" Si Nansheng turned her head and looked at him with a smile.
"You also captured the spirit beasts from my mountain?" Zhang Ju raised an eyebrow and looked at them.
"No, only the one you ate was. I brought it myself," Si Nansheng replied earnestly.
Zhang Ju looked at the already gnawed sparrow leg in his hand and blinked.
Something's not right, something's really not right. Wasn't he supposed to be here to settle scores with the thief who stole his spirit bird? Why is he sitting here eating with them?
“You’ve already eaten it, so you can’t blame us. Besides, we didn’t know it was your spirit bird,” Shang Ming quickly said.
Zhang Ju looked down at the Spirit Sparrow Leg in his hand again and realized he had been tricked.
"Would you like some soup, sir?" Si Nansheng didn't give him a chance to speak and quickly ladled out a bowl of soup and handed it to Zhang Ju.
Zhang Ju held a sparrow leg in one hand and a bowl in the other, his expression showing utter confusion.
"Junior Sister, shall we grill it a little longer?" Bai Ye asked Si Nansheng.
"Yes, I just brushed it with honey. It's going to bake until the outside is crispy." Si Nansheng replied. Zhang Ju couldn't resist the temptation and decided to eat it first, regardless of the consequences.
The flavor was unique and addictive. He had eaten many different kinds of barbecue, but he had never tasted anything like this. It was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and the barbecue even had a hint of sweetness.
Not only was the entire bird divided up among the four of them, but even the soup that Si Nansheng had cooked was almost completely drunk.
"Alright, since I've already eaten, I won't hold the matter of the spirit bird against you." Zhang Ju didn't really intend to argue with the children.
"Thank you, senior. We ate your spirit bird, so naturally we should compensate you. Please accept this." Si Nansheng took out a small jar containing Five Elements Frost Jade.
Since the presence of the Breath Soil in her little world, the Ice Spirit Soil has played an even greater role. Just standing nearby, one can feel the biting cold. Plants and rocks near the Ice Spirit Soil have all been covered with a layer of ice.
Ziyun was worried that the other spiritual plants would be damaged by the frost, so she moved the Ice Spirit Soil to a more remote place.
The spiritual plants growing on the icy soil are growing much faster than before, with the Five Elements Frosty Jade being the most obvious example.
"This is... Five Elements Frost Jade?" Zhang Ju was extremely shocked. This girl actually used Five Elements Frost Jade as her weapon.
"Young lady, what's your name?" Zhang Ju asked, looking at Si Nansheng.
"Senior, my name is Si Nansheng." Si Nansheng smiled sweetly at him.
“Si Nansheng?” Zhang Ju frowned.
Is this little girl Nan Haotian's niece?
They knew that Nan Haotian had found Nan Xingwan's child, but Nan Haotian wouldn't let them see her. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be this little girl.
"You are Si Nansheng?" Zhang Ju looked Si Nansheng up and down. Although she was just a child, she was full of spiritual energy and her eyes were bright. She didn't seem to be scheming.
"Senior, do you know me?" Si Nansheng tilted her head and looked at him, certain that she had never seen him before.
"I don't know you, but I've heard your name before. Alright, I'll be going now." Zhang Ju turned and left.
"Junior Sister, do you know him?" Bai Ye looked at Si Nansheng with a puzzled expression.
"I don't know him, but judging from his appearance, he shouldn't be a bad person." Si Nansheng lay down on the ground and spoke lazily.
Since Si Nansheng had said so, Bai Ye and Shang Ming naturally had no objections. However, Li Tianhen was probably still asleep at the moment, so they didn't plan to go back.
After drinking tea for a while, Si Nansheng took out his sword.
Bai Ye and Shang Ming watched as Si Nansheng practiced Tai Chi swordplay.
After practicing several times, she still didn't gain any other insights; she just became more proficient in Tai Chi swordsmanship.
Si Nansheng stopped her sword dance, looked down at the sword in her hand, and frowned.
"Junior Sister, what's wrong?" Bai Ye got up and walked over.
"Third Senior Brother, when you comprehended the new sword technique, did you think of anything?" Si Nansheng asked Bai Ye.
"I don't think I was thinking about anything, I just suddenly had an epiphany while practicing." Bai Ye thought for a moment, but couldn't figure it out, and slowly spoke.
Si Nansheng twirled his sword and looked into the distance.
She almost forgot that Bai Ye was born with an innate sword physique, so he naturally grasped sword techniques very quickly.
"Sister, do you want to comprehend your own sword technique?" Shang Ming looked at Si Nansheng with a puzzled expression.
"Well, using a hammer every time isn't a solution either," Si Nansheng sighed.
Si Nansheng was not discouraged. He sat down on the ground, closed his eyes, and released his divine sense to cover the entire forest.
Zhang Ju, who was checking on his spirit bird in the forest, sensed Si Nansheng's divine sense and was about to attack when he felt that the divine sense was somewhat familiar.
Thinking about it, it seemed to be the consciousness of that little girl from before, and it meant no harm, so I let it go.
Si Nansheng's divine sense looked around Zhang Ju, where the newly hatched spirit birds were chirping and chattering.
Larger finches wandered around, while adult finches took flight, creating a sense of turbulence in the surrounding air.
Si Nansheng looked around at other places. The mountain wind howled, and ancient trees surrounded him. The huge tree crowns rustled in the wind, as if playing a mysterious melody.
In the distance, a waterfall cascades down the cliff like a silver ribbon, falling into a deep pool, splashing up layers of water droplets, and filling the air with mist, creating a dreamlike scene.
A celestial bird circled and sang in the sky. Si Nansheng's divine sense followed it and saw a hawk sometimes soaring into the clouds and sometimes swooping down. Its agile figure and movements were full of the beauty of power and speed.
Her consciousness was drawn to the eagle, and a sudden flash of inspiration struck her: all things in the universe have yin and yang, and Taiji is divided into two forms, which are the yin and yang of Taiji.
Doesn't everything in the world have two sides, yin and yang?
Why can't swordsmanship be the same?
A new sword technique gradually formed in Si Nansheng's mind, based on Tai Chi sword technique and emphasizing Yin and Yang.
The Yang Sword is sharp and swift, like the blazing sun in the sky, possessing powerful attack capabilities;
The Yin Sword is unpredictable and ever-changing, like a ghost in the night, capable of silently neutralizing an enemy's attacks.
She opened her eyes again, her gaze filled with determination and confidence.
She stood up, took a deep breath, slowly drew her longsword, and began to practice Tai Chi swordsmanship.
The sword moves flowed like clouds and water, continuous and unbroken, each move embodying the harmonious essence of Tai Chi.
With a sudden turn of his sword, the longsword danced as gently as moonlight, its shadow flashing, yet carrying a chilling aura that sent shivers down one's spine.
The original sword energy became erratic, as if it were hidden in the darkness, waiting for an opportunity to strike.
As she continued to use her swordsmanship, the surrounding natural environment underwent wondrous changes.
The spiritual energy around them sometimes became strong and scorching, and sometimes gentle and cold, as if echoing the yin and yang power in her sword.
Not far away, the waterfall's flow also seemed to be affected, with one half becoming turbulent and the other half becoming slow and cold.
Bai Ye looked down at his hands. Had his junior sister successfully grasped the technique? Even his spiritual root had been affected?