I Live Forever With My Proficiency

Chapter 24: Fellow Daoist, You Look Familiar

After chatting with He Xianxiang for a while, Chen Ping hurriedly bid farewell and returned home.

Cultivation, cultivation is the true path.

Passing by the courtyard, Chen Ping noticed that the lights were on at Yu Qingyi's house, which suddenly reminded him of the Micro-Wind Nine Swords.

Today, he also found a copy of the sword manual for the Micro-Wind Nine Swords in the market.

He had always wanted to learn from Yu Qingyi, but instead of risking exposing his own strength, he thought it would be better to study this annotated sword manual on his own.

What he could figure out on his own would be the best way.

No need to expose himself or owe others any favors, avoiding unnecessary cause and effect.

With this in mind, Chen Ping opened the acquired copy of the Micro-Wind Nine Swords sword manual.

He took out his own copy of the Micro-Wind Nine Swords sword manual and compared the two. They were exactly the same, both "genuine" editions.

The difference was that the acquired sword manual was filled with annotations from the previous owner.

Experiences in practice, difficulties encountered, insights gained from breakthroughs, and so on.

Even on blank pages, there were some complaints from the original owner.

Perhaps it was something this cultivator wrote unintentionally.

But after reading between the lines, Chen Ping understood why this sword manual had ended up on the market.

It turned out that the original owner was also a cultivator obsessed with swordsmanship.

He was particularly interested in the Micro-Wind Nine Swords, diligently practicing every day. At the same time, he sought advice from experts, subtly inquired about the experiences and insights of others in practicing the Micro-Wind Nine Swords, and recorded everything in the sword manual.

Over time, he recorded a lot of insights.

Some were his own, some were from others.

But even so, he was unable to continue practicing smoothly. In the end, he became disheartened and gave up practicing this sword technique, selling the manual when he was impoverished.

By the time it ended up in Chen Ping's hands, who knows how many cultivators had owned it in between.

"It's probably not something valuable."

"Just a worthless item that no one values."

Chen Ping laughed at himself.

He thought he had found a treasure.

With a "try everything" attitude, Chen Ping directly flipped to the content of the seventh move.

There were still many annotations.

But they were not the original owner's insights, but information gathered from various sources.

Chen Ping read through them word by word.

His eyebrows furrowed, then relaxed, and he became serious.

"The content of these annotations is not simple."

"There's something to them."

"The annotations say the same thing that He Xianxiang mentioned that day. I need to forget the first six moves in order to practice the seventh move and enter the door."

"But I clearly did that a few days ago and still didn't enter the door. What's going on?"

"Wait."

"The annotations also say that the first six moves are a cycle, and the seventh move is a fresh start. It requires lowering one's posture and practicing like a beginner."

"What does this mean?"

Chen Ping recalled the first six moves.

Micro-Wind Nine Swords, First Move: Gentle Breeze Rises. Second Move: Gentle Wind Blows. Third Move: Gentle Wind and Light Rain. Fourth Move: No Wind Ripples. Fifth Move: Clear Wind and Bright Moon. Sixth Move: Empty Hole, No Wind.

Chen Ping suddenly widened his eyes.

Indeed.

This is a cycle.

From "Gentle Breeze Rises" to "Empty Hole, No Wind," it goes through the process of wind rising, wind moving, and wind killing, and finally comes to a complete stop.

It's like...

Forget it.

No comparison.

This is indeed a cycle.

And the seventh style is called 'Micro-Wind Reappearance', isn't it a movement that starts again from the lowest point?

I used to think that the seventh style was unattainable, and I explored its secrets with a sacred mentality, but I forgot that this style requires lowering one's posture.

"I see."

Chen Ping felt a sudden enlightenment.

"You won't know until you try."

He immediately began to practice the seventh style, practicing as a cultivator who had never encountered the Micro-Wind Nine Swords before.

After several attempts,

He was overjoyed.

[Spell: Micro-Wind Nine Swords (Seventh Style): 1/1000.]

Chen Ping let out a long sigh of relief.

After a few months, he finally mastered the seventh style.

At this stage, he finally understood that the Micro-Wind Nine Swords were not difficult to master. Or rather, for other cultivators, mastering it was the simplest step. Their difficulty lay in becoming proficient in each move, which prevented them from progressing to the next style.

"It seems that I was overthinking it before."

"Fortunately, it's not too late. From now on, it will be smooth sailing."

Chen Ping looked at the hourglass and realized that it was already the hour of the tiger. Time really flies when practicing.

Not just a day's worth.

In the following time, Chen Ping once again entered a state of seclusion, not leaving his room.

Only cultivation could give him the greatest sense of accomplishment.

Every time the value of '+1' jumped, a slight smile would appear on his lips.

A month passed in the blink of an eye, and Chen Ping had no intention of leaving... if it weren't for the rude knocking that interrupted his cultivation.

He suppressed his anger and went to open the courtyard door.

Just when he was enjoying himself, he was suddenly forced to stop. Who wouldn't be angry?

"Who is it?" Chen Ping was speechless.

"Open the door, routine inspection." A rough voice came from outside the door.

Chen Ping was taken aback.

Inspection? Didn't they already inspect when he rented the place?

The courtyard door creaked open.

Several young cultivators stood outside, tall and sturdy, but their clothes were fluttering, with delicate cloud patterns on their collars.

That was the unique symbol of the Azure Cloud Sect.

"I am the defense officer of Cloud Link City, conducting routine inspections on behalf of the Azure Cloud Sect. Fellow Daoist Chen Ping, right? Fellow Daoist just needs to place your palm on this jade stone and infuse a bit of Entering Spirit power." The leading cultivator squinted his eyes.

At the same time, he revealed his waist token in front of Chen Ping. Then he presented a round jade stone, about the size of two palms, in front of Chen Ping.

Chen Ping nodded and placed his palm on the jade stone, infusing a bit of Entering Spirit power. At the same time, he asked, "May I ask, Fellow Daoist, what are you inspecting?"

The other party was wearing the clothes of the Azure Cloud Sect and it was unlikely that they were imposters in such a public place. That was also the reason why Chen Ping was willing to cooperate.

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask." The leading cultivator looked up, then lowered his head to look at the jade stone, squinting his eyes for a moment.

"Alright, everything's fine. If you find any suspicious individuals during this period, remember to report to the city defense office. There's a reward."

Seeing that Chen Ping didn't say anything, he continued, "Fellow Daoist Chen seems unfamiliar. Weren't you a cultivator from the Eastern District before?"

Chen Ping did not deny it.

"I moved here from the Western District half a year ago."

The leading cultivator elongated his voice and said, "Oh," then he put the jade stone away, adjusted his belt, and squinted his eyes as he said casually, "Inspection fee, 5 spirit stones."

(End of this chapter)