Yue Buqun handed the Zixia secret book to Shi Potian and put the iron box back under the pillow to use it as bait.

Then, he asked Lu Dayou to summon all the disciples to the Zhengqi Hall, and told them about the rumors that the "Sunflower Book" was in Huashan, and that some young people might have come to Huashan to cause trouble recently.

All the disciples were filled with righteous indignation and wished they could immediately catch the rumor-mongers and those young people and rectify them on the spot.

Yue Buqun was very satisfied with this morale, but he also knew that these disciples of his had only been in school for a short time and had few martial arts skills. If they really encountered a master in the martial arts, they would just die.

"These matters will be handled by the master association, so you don't have to worry or take care of it. However, during this period of time, you just stay in the sect and practice hard. Don't go to remote and uninhabited places alone. Do you understand?"

"Disciple understands." All the disciples responded in unison.

Yue Buqun said nothing more and let everyone go back to rest. He went down the mountain overnight and came to several Jianghu forces that had good relations with the Huashan faction to inquire about the situation.

It turned out that the rumor had not reached the borders of Shaanxi yet.

Mu Gaofeng was probably the first to get the news, the fastest to arrive, and the first to die.

Yue Buqun asked these local forces to help him keep an eye on any suspicious persons recently.

Especially those heading towards Huashan, send him a message when you see him.

Afterwards, he returned to Huashan and began to sit back and wait, preparing to kill people to establish his authority.

Shi Potian didn't think so much.

He had always been big-hearted and had absolute trust in Yue Buqun. Yue Buqun asked him not to take these things to heart, so he really didn't take them to heart. He returned to his room and slept until dawn.

Early the next morning, Shi Potian came to the place where Feng Qingyang lived in seclusion.

"Old uncle! Old uncle!" Shi Potian shouted twice, but no one answered.

Pushing the door open and walking in, the two large bags they placed on the table were still neatly placed there, exactly as they were when they left yesterday.

"Old uncle won't leave, will he?"

Shi Potian was a little disappointed, but he was not in a hurry to leave. After waiting in the yard for a while, he felt bored, so he simply went to the open space outside and started practicing his sword.

In the past, Shi Potian had never thought too much about his sword skills. He just let nature take its course and followed his heart's desires. He swung the sword and unleashed his true energy.

But after being taught by Yue Buqun yesterday, he couldn't help but think of Yue Buqun's words, "You are our Qi Sect disciple, you must keep these four words "Use Qi to control the sword" in your heart."

“Airbending—controlling the sword with air—using chi to control the sword?

Yue Buqun didn't explain to Shi Potian the difference between the two sects of Qi and swords, nor did he explain clearly to him what it means to control a sword with Qi. Shi Potian could only figure it out on his own.

Shi Potian has always been a character who does whatever comes to his mind, so he began to continuously pour his true energy into the long sword, trying to let the true energy control the sword by itself instead of using his body to perform sword skills.

Metaphor!

The long sword trembled gently in his palm, emitting bursts of sword sounds. As the true energy became stronger and stronger, it gradually glowed with a faint white light, but that was all, and there was no further change.

Shi Potian suddenly thought of the flow of true energy and the stirring of water. With a thought, he changed from simply injecting true energy into the sword to letting the true energy flow from the hilt of the palm to the sword.

There was only a whooshing sound, and the long sword flew out from his palm, like a sword flying through the air, flying dozens of feet away, and penetrated more than a dozen large trees before stopping.

"Is this what Master said about wielding a sword with Qi? Using Qi instead of the body to perform swordsmanship?"

Shi Potian's eyes shone, he stepped forward to pick up the sword, and used the same method again to stir up the true energy poured into the sword.

The long sword flew out again as expected, hitting fewer trees this time and flying a full hundred feet away.

It just fell to the ground.

Shi Potian picked up the sword and repeated the process again, but the amount of true energy was reduced to very little.

The long sword flew forward less than two inches before stopping.

"Just now it was a stab, this time it is a point, then the cut should be————·

Shi Potian stirred his true energy from the left side of the sword to the right, and the long sword flew sideways to the right, directly cutting off the big tree beside him.

"Then there's lifting, chopping, cutting, and wiping——"

Shi Potian used his true energy to perform the basic movements of the swordsmanship one by one, and then began to try to connect these basic movements together.

Dang! Dang! Dang!

This time it didn't go so smoothly.

The long sword fell to the ground again and again.

It is easy to control the infuriating energy to surge in one direction and perform a basic action.

If you want the infuriating energy to change direction midway after leaving the body and complete two basic movements, the difficulty will be more than ten times higher!

Shi Potian tried nearly a hundred times, but he could only connect three basic movements together at most, while a sword technique had at least several or even dozens of basic movements, which was a far cry from each other.

"How to do this? Use Qi to control the sword——. Use Qi to control the sword—

Shi Potian muttered softly in his mouth, and slowly performed the Huashan Sword Technique with his hand, feeling the changes in power on the sword, and thinking about how to use true energy to achieve these changes.

"You bastard! What are you doing!"

An angry shout awakened Shi Potian from his reverie.

Following the sound, I saw a green shadow galloping from a distance, it was Feng Qingyang.

Shi Potian was overjoyed: "Old uncle, you are back! I thought you were gone and I would never see you again!"

Feng Qingyang did not give him a good look. He pointed at the fallen trees around him and asked in a cold voice: "Boy, what are you doing! What's going on?"

In the past few decades, Feng Qingyang would stay in the Siguo Cliff Cave day and night. He would only leave Si Guo Cliff when he wanted to eat and wash up, and return to his secluded wooden house. He did not have any problems because of Shi Potian's appearance and message.

Change.

Last night he returned to the wooden house and saw that Shi Potian and the others had left, so he went to the Siguo Yashi Cave again.

I stayed there until noon before getting ready to come back for dinner.

As a result, halfway up the mountain, I saw that most of the trees around the wooden house had fallen.

The wooden house that was originally hidden in the woods on the back of the hill and could not be found even a little further away is now directly exposed to the sun. As long as you stand at a high place, you can clearly see it from ten miles away.

Shi Potian realized that he had done something wrong and said: "I am practicing using Qi to control the sword." He also made gestures with the sword in his hand.

The four words "Using Qi to Control the Sword" were like a spark that ignited the explosive barrel of Feng Qingyang. Then I heard that Shi Potian was slowly gesticulating the Huashan Sword Technique.

Feng Qingyang couldn't bear it anymore: "Idiot! Are you practicing sword practice? Is this your swordsmanship?"
Chapter completed!