Xianzhen closed his mouth.
He was right.
So what if it was practical combat?
The revised Luoying Sword Art was superior.
Tianhui turned his gaze away from Xianzhen, who stood speechless like a mute who had eaten honey.
"So, what are you going to do?"
He stared straight at Gu Qianwei.
"It seems the Luoying Sword Art is your specialty, but do you want to learn this?"
"Will I get stronger if I learn it?"
"I can't guarantee that, but."
Tianhui didn't give a definitive answer.
As he said, it was a superior martial art, but it required that much effort and luck.
Still.
"It'll be better than before."
Gu Qianwei nodded with a stiff expression, then immediately his eyes shone.
A moment later, Gu Qianwei took a flashy and magnificent pose that didn't suit his large frame, and began to ask Tianhui.
"J- Junior Brother. How is it?"
"Hmm. Open your hips a little more."
"Like this?"
Tianhui stroked his chin and observed.
The posture was good, but something was off.
"……Are you feeling embarrassed right now?"
Gu Qianwei's face turned red.
"I guess with my size, using such a light sword art……."
"You'd rather empty your mind. If you worry about things like that, there'll be no end to it."
Tianhui added, looking at Gu Qianwei who was still feeling awkward.
"To become an immortal, they say you must discard, let go, and empty your mind."
Gu Qianwei's eyes widened.
"Right, Junior Brother is right. I must empty my mind, yet I was harboring such thoughts."
Having realized the Daoist teaching he had forgotten, Gu Qianwei's posture became much more relaxed.
At first, it looked light and flashy, unsuitable for his heavy frame, but as time passed, it was melting into him.
"It's gotten a bit better now."
As Tianhui turned around after seeing that, Xianzhen, who had snapped out of his thoughts, was there.
"……Can you give me advice as well?"
Tianhui looked at Xianzhen, whose gaze had changed, and grinned.
"Sure."
As soon as those words ended, Xianzhen poured out questions.
"Why do you execute it like this here?"
"Meiying Zaohe (Plum Shadow Forging a River)? This stance is a form that hides a heavy sword within an illusionary sword. By hiding internal energy behind, it targets doubly and thrusts powerfully……."
"Where there is Yang, Yin must exist. So you mean to use the energy contained within in reverse."
"……Yes."
Tianhui had lightly explained the Meihua Sword Art, but Xianzhen matched its profound principles to Daoist philosophy.
He understood.
To leave it in a martial arts manual, it had to be established according to that philosophy.
At that moment, Tianyu approached carefully.
"Junior Brother, can I receive your advice too?"
He had already accommodated two, would adding one more be any harder?
"Sure."
Tianyu smiled faintly and moved.
"It'd be better to see your martial arts, right?"
"That's more convenient."
Immediately, Tianyu demonstrated his martial arts.
Footwork and sword arts, palm arts and fist arts.
Tianyu showed quite outstanding skill, but.
'Is he only about half a step above Nangong Jinjing?'
It was lacking for the eldest disciple of the Huashan Sect.
'If it were in the past, it would have been unimaginable.'
The Huashan Sect's eldest disciple being on par with the Nangong Family's second young master?
'And the sword doesn't suit him.'
Tianhui grasped Tianyu's disposition.
When he held the sword, his balance crumbled, preventing him from executing proper martial arts.
"Senior Brother, you'd rather discard the sword."
"Discard the sword?"
"Junior Brother! The Eldest Senior Brother is to become the next Sect Master and learn the Zixia Sword Art!"
At the shocking remark, Xianzhen and Gu Qianwei, who were waiting for their turn, were horrified, but.
"Do you know why?"
Surprisingly, Tianyu was calm.
"It seems like you already know."
"Haha. Still, I wanted to gain certainty from your words, Junior Brother."
"Then fine. Senior Brother's disposition doesn't match the sword."
"Hahaha."
Tianyu burst into loud laughter.
It was a fact he already knew.
Becoming the eldest disciple, to learn the Zixia Sword Art, he learned the Meihua Sword Art and tried various sword arts, but.
'Palm arts and hand techniques suit me better than sword arts.'
Seeing Tianhui grasp the disposition he had been hiding all along in an instant, he laughed.
'Hahaha. Even the Master didn't know.'
It was reliable and trustworthy.
"Then, in your view, Junior Brother, what kind of martial arts should I learn?"
"Hmm. It would have to be palm arts or fist arts. Just looking at you, it seems you've been practicing those two for a long time."
"Are you saying weapons are out of the question?"
"They don't suit Senior Brother."
As Tianhui said it decisively.
"It's a relief to hear you put it that way."
Tianyu said magnanimously.
"That's a relief."
Tianhui, who was speaking, suddenly turned his head.
"More importantly, won't you come out now?"
The Meihua Swordsmen, who had been secretly watching after finishing their preparations for camping, swarmed out.
The Meihua Swordsmen who appeared were four in total.
Xiao Yunxian, Tianji, Tianqi, and Ye Yue.
"H, haha."
"Junior Brother!"
"Why were you watching in secret like that?"
The Meihua Swordsmen scratched their heads.
"Can you teach us too?"
Tianhui swept his gaze over them.
Their eyes, full of enthusiasm, twinkled brighter than the starlight in the night sky.
"Okay. But you have to follow everything I say, is that alright?"
"If it's to become stronger, I don't care."
"That much is nothing to endure!"
The Meihua Swordsmen all answered as if it were a given.
Seeing that, Tianhui's lips twisted.
"Then I'll take it as your agreement."
As soon as they agreed to follow his words, Tianhui immediately swung everyone around as he pleased.
"First, show me your martial arts."
About two ke later.
After watching everyone's martial arts, Tianhui immediately pointed at them one by one and spoke.
"Senior Brother Tianji, go over there. And Senior Brother Xiao and Senior Brother Tianqi, come this way. Senior Brother Ye, go that way."
Tianhui, who had divided the four Meihua Swordsmen into three groups in an instant, opened his mouth.
"Senior Brother Ye, like Eldest Senior Brother, discard the sword and mainly learn palm arts."
Ye Yue panicked and protested.
"No, Junior Brother. I've dedicated my entire life to sword arts, and you tell me to learn palm arts?"
"Senior Brother Ye, you can achieve faster accomplishments by learning palm arts."
"But if you are a disciple of the Huashan Sect, you must naturally learn sword arts……."
Ye Yue, who was speaking, showed a troubled expression.
Because Tianyu was standing next to him, looking at him with a beaming smile.
"Haha. If what Junior Brother Ye says is true, then I guess I wasn't a disciple of Huashan."
"N- No. That's……."
Tianhui glanced at the unyielding Ye Yue and let out an indifferent voice.
"Then do as you please, Senior Brother Ye. Just don't regret it later."
Ye Yue felt uneasy seeing Tianhui step back so easily.
Tianhui cut it off firmly and wrapped it up.
They needed to hurry and get stronger, and he had no intention of dragging along someone with stubborn pride.
"Senior Brother Tianji's problem is stamina."
"Stamina?"
"I saw you gasping for breath to the chin in the middle of it."
Tianji closed his mouth.
"You ran out of strength in the middle and your stance wavered. If you had proper stamina, it would have looked like this."
Whoooosh—
The forcefully thrust sword generated a vortex and pierced toward the conspicuously hanging moon.
"How can it be so different!"
Tianji exclaimed in admiration.
At the same time, he felt his trust and faith in Tianhui growing even more.
"C- Can I also execute it like this?"
"Let's see after you build up your stamina first."
"I understand. Then what should I do?"
"As expected, the best thing is Mabu."
At those words, Tianji panicked.
Mabu was the most basic of basic training, hadn't he already completed it when he was young?
Doing it again felt embarrassing.
"Junior Brother, isn't there another training?"
"Then do you want to run around that mountain all day?"
Looking at the high mountain Tianhui pointed to, Tianji immediately stiffened his face and said.
"No, Mabu is the best after all."
"Right?"
Tianji nodded as if swallowing a bitter pill, and Tianhui stroked his chin.
"Hmm, let's see. Just do it for one shichen first."
"O- One shichen?"
"Ah! And later, when your stamina is okay, I'll teach you a sword art that suits you separately, better than the one from earlier."
"Sword art?"
"It's a martial arts manual that was buried in the Huashan Sect's Wanjing Pavilion, and it's quite an excellent sword art."
Vitality returned to Tianji's eyes, who had been displeased with doing Mabu.
Seeing him, Tianhui stroked his chin.
The martial art he intended to teach Tianji was Yingshe Quan (Shadow Snake Fist).
'His stamina lacks, but his reflexes, which I glimpsed briefly, were fast, so it suits him.'
But there was a slight problem.
Yingshe Quan was a fist art.
As he mentioned, it was a martial arts manual in the Wanjing Pavilion, but it was a fist art closer to the Demonic Path than the Righteous Path. These two things.
It couldn't be helped.
'I'll just remake it into a sword art.'
Two days would be enough for that.
Soon, he turned around and stared at Xiao Yunxian and Tianqi, who were looking at him with expectant eyes.
"Compared to the martial arts you've learned, you two lack qinggong. You just learned it roughly, right?"
The two averted their eyes and whispered.
"Even if our qinggong is lacking……."
"It's just qinggong."
Tianhui made an absurd expression.
"No. It's the most important."
"Qinggong?"
"Why is that important?"
"If the opponent is strong, you have to run away."
"Are you telling us to run away?"
When Xianzhen, who had been quietly watching the situation from the side, asked in surprise.
"Are you planning to die a meaningless death instead?"
"Do you think we would be beaten like that?"
"Yes."
Tianhui said nonchalantly.
No matter how he looked at it, they were weak.
Everyone's faces turned red, but since the one spitting those words was Tianhui, no one could refute it.
"If that's so uncomfortable to hear, just think of it as needing good footwork to easily avoid the opponent's attacks and pressure them."
He said it as if doing a favor.
Much like "three in the morning, four in the evening."
However, perhaps because it was a much more comfortable expression to hear, their bright red faces improved a little.
"Then watch. See how different it is when qinggong is excellent."
Tianhui immediately moved his feet and.
Whish—
Disappeared from their vision in an instant.
"How is it?"
Xiao Yunxian and Tianqi got goosebumps on their backs from the voice coming from behind them.
"W- When did you get behind……."
"J- Junior Brother?"
Tianhui walked out from between the two.
"What if I were an enemy?"
They realized it even without him saying it.
They would die instantly.
Their Adam's apples bobbed heavily.
Tianhui casually tossed a carrot to the two, who were now realizing the gravity of the situation.
"Later, when I think you've gotten better, I'll teach you this qinggong."
"Really?"
"For real?"
"Of course, after you do some training first."
Right as the two clenched their fists.
"Then you two should also do Mabu."
"What? Ma…… bu?"
"Not qinggong?"
"Huh? Is qinggong better?"
A smile appeared on Tianhui's face.
"Then would you like to run a lap around that mountain with qinggong? Your skills would improve significantly if you did."
It was a harsher remark than the one he had made to Tianji earlier.
"N- No. Mabu is good."
"Yeah, isn't Mabu the best for basic training after all?"
The two also surrendered like Tianji.
"Then first, Eldest Senior Brother and Gu Senior Broth……."
"Junior Brother."
Ye Yue approached hesitantly.
Behind him, Tianyu was giving a thumbs-up with a bright expression.
Shadows hung around his eyes, perhaps from having been scolded by Tianyu.
"I'm sorry about earlier. I was also a bit……."
"Will you discard the sword?"
"……I will follow your words, Junior Brother."
"Good."
Tianhui nodded.
"Senior Brother Ye lacks the most here. To the point where it's the most ambiguous to even lay a hand on."
"That means……."
Tianhui smiled softly.
"So, do Mabu."
Tianhui's words were all different, but in the end, the one thing they had in common was this.
Later, having made even Xianzhen, Tianyu, and Gu Qianwei do Mabu in the moonlit night, Tianhui clicked his tongue.
"What martial arts."
He had intentionally tailored his words to each person, but from the moment they executed their martial arts, the only training he had in mind was Mabu.
"When even their basic stamina is lacking."