Chapter 2: Under the Qingcheng Mountain
Dujiangyan!
It is thirty miles away from Qingcheng Mountain.

Yu Canghai had originally planned to lead his four disciples and Chu Yuan back to Qingcheng Mountain overnight.

However, thinking that Chu Yuan, his junior fellow apprentice who had joined Songfeng Temple, had never practiced martial arts and was still young, he might not be able to make the journey so fast, so he changed his mind temporarily.

They booked three guest rooms at Xujiadu and rested for a night.

The next day.

The morning star is rising and the sky is slightly bright.

The master and his disciples got up again and rushed to Qingcheng Mountain.

It was almost noon, the sun was scorching, and accompanied by the sound of cicadas, they finally returned to Qingcheng Mountain.

Standing at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain, the mountains that originally looked like rolling hills in the distance at Liujia Ferry in Dujiangyan now appear majestic and towering.

"Bai Suzhen at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain has cultivated her body in the cave for thousands of years..."

Before following his master and fellow brothers to climb the mountain, Chu Yuan looked at the majestic Qingcheng Mountain in front of him, and this sentence emerged in his mind.

"I wonder if there is a snake demon named Bai Suzhen in this world, in Qingcheng Mountain?"

Chu Yuan muttered softly.

Probably not.

Because this world is a world of martial arts, not a world of immortal heroes or mythology.

Whether in the past life or this life, there have been many legends about Qingcheng Mountain since ancient times.

The most famous one is Zhang Daoling, the Heavenly Master who practiced in this mountain during the Han Dynasty, built a hut to preach, founded the Tianshi Dao, and finally passed away here.

Since Chu Yuan had no martial arts training and was very young, he could not travel very fast and often fell behind, especially on the mountain roads.

Fortunately, Yu Canghai and his four disciples would wait for him in front every time they walked a certain distance, so Chu Yuan did not fall behind.

The group rested three times along the way, ate some dry food and then continued on their journey.

Songfeng Temple is located in the front mountain of Qingcheng Mountain, not far from Chaoyang Cave.

"We're here. This is Songfeng Temple."

At 3:00 p.m., the sun was setting and everyone came to a huge Taoist temple. Yu Canghai stopped and said to Chu Yuan who was following behind him.

"Junior brother, you will be formally accepted into Songfeng Temple. We will talk about it tomorrow."

Yu Canghai said to Chu Yuan.

"Ren Ying, first arrange for Chu Yuan to practice swordsmanship with the other disciples and familiarize himself with the environment of the temple. Then, arrange a place for him to stay in the temple at night."

Yu Canghai turned around again and said to his eldest disciple Hou Renying beside him.

While Yu Canghai was speaking, Chu Yuan looked at the Taoist temple in front of him and saw that Songfeng Temple was built against the mountain.

There are more than a hundred houses and more than ten palaces, with high roofs and connected walls.

At the entrance of the Taoist temple, there is an archway with flying eaves and brackets, with the three characters "Songfeng Temple" inscribed on it.

Under the archway, there are two young Taoist priests holding swords guarding it.

Standing at the gate of the Taoist temple, you can vaguely see a huge square behind the Songfeng Temple archway.

In the square, there was a neatly arranged team of hundreds of Taoists, each holding a long sword, practicing swordplay with uniform moves.

"There are hundreds of people practicing sword skills in the square alone. From this, it seems that there are at least two or three hundred Taoists in Songfeng Temple. This is one of the largest temples in the entire Qingcheng Mountain."

Chu Yuan said secretly in his heart.

"Thank you, senior brother."

Hearing the voice of senior brother Yu Canghai, Chu Yuan responded.

"As the Master ordered."

Hou Renying bowed and saluted.

"The headmaster and the eldest senior brother are back!"

"Meet the leader."

At this moment, the two sword-wielding Taoist priests guarding the gate saw Yu Canghai and his companions coming back, and they looked respectful and saluted Yu Canghai one after another.

Yu Canghai nodded, then turned and left under the awe-filled gazes of his disciples.

Chu Yuan followed his four nephews and entered Songfeng Temple.

"He is the disciple of Uncle Master Ziyun of Baiyun Temple. Master is going to accept him as a disciple on behalf of Master. He will be your Uncle Master in the future. You have to call him Uncle Master, understand?"

After entering Songfeng Temple, the eldest senior brother Hou Renying stopped hundreds of disciples who were practicing martial arts in the square and introduced Chu Yuan's identity to this group of young Taoists.

"It turned out to be Junior Uncle-Master!"

"You are not very old, but you are of a very high generation!"

"It seems that we have to be more respectful in the future to avoid being punished by our master."

"He's just a 6 or 7-year-old boy. Why should he be our uncle?"

After hearing Hou Renying's words, the young Taoists began to discuss in a low voice, some of which was filled with indignation.

The leader of Qingcheng Sect, Yu Canghai, has only four direct disciples, and the rest are basically ordinary disciples, plus some second-generation disciples.

So even though Chu Yuan is young, when they see him, they all call him "Junior Master Uncle" or "Junior Great Uncle".

Chu Yuan pretended not to hear those angry and jealous voices.

Not being envied by others is mediocrity.

These dissatisfied disciples of the Qingcheng Sect could only complain verbally.

"It happens that Second Junior Brother is on duty to teach the disciples today. Second Junior Brother, I will leave Junior Uncle to you." After introducing Chu Yuan's identity to the disciples of Qingcheng Sect, the eldest senior brother Hou Renying said to Hong Renxiong.

"No problem, Junior Master, just leave it to me for now."

Although Hong Renxiong is younger than Hou Renying, he joined the Qingcheng Sect later than Hou Renying, so he can only be ranked second. He looks quite honest and mature.

After waiting for the three senior brothers Renying, Yu Renhao and Luo Renjie to leave one after another.

"Uncle Junior Master, isn't it strange that everyone left and only left me here?"

"Is there any reason for this?"

"Normally, if we were in the temple, we would take turns to teach the disciples there. This time, because I have something to do and need to go down the mountain with Master, the task of teaching the disciples will be handed over to the elders of the sect."

"Now that we are back, it is natural for us to take charge of this matter, and today it happens to be my turn to take charge."

After Hong Renxiong's explanation, Chu Yuan understood the reason.

Then Hong Renxiong went to the temple, took out an ordinary sheathed long sword, and threw it to Chu Yuan.

Chu Yuan drew his sword.

He took a closer look at the sword.

The scabbard was made of wood and painted black. It had a simple and plain shape without any decorative patterns. The hilt was dark in color and had a layer of leather wrapped around it to prevent it from slipping out of the hand during sword practice or fighting with the enemy.

The sword body is dark in color and the blade has no luster at all. It seems that the material used is rough iron.

Chu Yuan concluded that this was an iron sword of ordinary quality.

"Junior Master, you have just arrived at Songfeng Temple and have not yet entered the door. Don't rush to practice sword skills. Just follow the disciples and practice sword skills first. It won't be too late to start practicing martial arts after you officially enter the door."

After saying this, Hong Renxiong went to teach the Qingcheng Sect disciples how to practice sword.

Chu Yuan, holding a long sword, stood aside for a while, then quietly stood in the team, trying to follow the rhythm of the Qingcheng Sect disciples around him and practiced swordsmanship.

Chu Yuan did not expect to be able to learn this sword technique in a short period of time.

I just tried hard to memorize the sword techniques in order to commit the entire set of sword techniques to memory.

Look at this junior uncle. As soon as he arrived at Songfeng Temple, he secretly stood in the Qingcheng Sect's sword-practicing team and couldn't wait to practice swordsmanship.

Hong Renxiong had no choice but to take special care of Chu Yuan.

Start explaining the sword technique that was originally explained halfway from the beginning.

"Qingfeng Sword Technique is the entry-level sword technique of our Qingcheng Sect. It includes skills such as sword movement, body movement, footwork, and power generation. The moves are as fast as the wind, and when fighting against the enemy, we can achieve speed against speed..."

Hong Renxiong stood in the front, explaining the sword moves while breaking them down very slowly and demonstrating them.

After Hong Renxiong's explanation, Chu Yuan realized that this sword technique was called "Qingfeng Sword Technique"!
"Although it is only the entry-level sword technique of the Qingcheng Sect, it is a real martial art and a sword technique."

Chu Yuan said to himself while studying hard.

Doesn’t that young man have a dream of becoming a swordsman?
When I was a child in my previous life, I held a wooden stick in my hand and pretended to be a swordsman in the fields, chopping down all the plants I saw, causing damage to the grass and trees in the surrounding villages. Then I was beaten up by my parents, but this was the childhood of many rural children.

"It's getting late. I'll stop here for today. When you go back, practice the two sword moves I taught you."

This study lasted until dusk. When the sun set, Hong Renxiong took a look at the sky, put away his sword and stood up.

The young Taoists who were learning swordplay in the square then dispersed in groups of three or four.

During the entire sword-learning process today, perhaps because Chu Yuan was the junior brother brought back by the head of the sect, Yu Canghai, and because Chu Yuan was of too high a generation, no one dared to talk to Chu Yuan.

"Uncle Junior, how are you doing with the Qingfeng Sword Technique?"

Hong Renxiong taught very responsibly. After all the disciples left, he asked Chu Yuan about his learning progress.

Mainly because he saw Chu Yuan was extremely diligent and hard-working in practicing swordsmanship.

"I have only learned one of the two sword techniques you taught me, nephew."

Chu Yuan looked a little embarrassed.

"You are making pretty good progress, Junior Uncle-Master. Martial arts training requires constant practice. If you practice more often, you will be able to truly learn a set of sword techniques."

Hong Renxiong thought for a moment and then gave an instruction.

Learning one move a day is not slow, but it is not fast either.

Although the Qingfeng Sword Technique is only the introductory sword technique of the Qingcheng Sect and is not too difficult, many stupid disciples take several days to learn just one sword technique.

Many people think they have learned it, but it is actually just an illusion.

It is very likely that you will sleep on it and forget it the next day.

This requires constant study and practice, so that the sword techniques are engraved in the mind and body, and can be used without thinking, only then can it be considered truly learned.

"Okay, Junior Uncle-Master, you must be tired after practicing martial arts for a whole day. I'll take you to dinner."

Afterwards, Hong Renxiong stopped worrying about this issue.

The abbot of Baiyun Temple, who introduced this junior uncle to the sect, said that Chu Yuan was extremely talented and was a rare talent in martial arts in the world.

But he didn't believe it.

There aren't so many martial arts geniuses in this world!

Most of the martial artists are ordinary people.

I want to make a name for myself in the world and gain a reputation.

It depends more on one's own diligence, decades of hard practice, or the pursuit of more powerful secret manuals of magical skills.

Nowadays, the leader of the Sun and Moon Sect, Dongfang Bubai, is feared in the martial arts world.

He just obtained a martial arts secret book called "Sunflower Manual".

(End of this chapter)