Chapter 57: Controlling the Sword with Qi (First Update)
Yue Buqun gave the Zixia Secret Book to Shi Potian, and put the iron box back under the pillow to use it as bait.

Afterwards, he asked Lu Dayou to gather all the disciples at the Zhengqi Hall and told them about the rumors that the “Sunflower Manual” was in Huashan and that some villains might come to Huashan to cause trouble recently.

The disciples were filled with righteous indignation and wished they could immediately catch the rumormongers and those scoundrels and execute them on the spot.

Yue Buqun was very satisfied with the morale, but he also knew that these disciples of his had only been in the sect for a short time and their martial arts skills were limited. If they really met a martial arts master, they would just be courting death.

“I will take care of these things. You don’t have to worry about them. However, in the near future, you should stay in the sect and practice hard. Don’t go to remote places alone. Do you understand?”

“Disciples understand.” All the disciples responded in unison.

Yue Buqun didn’t say anything more. He asked everyone to go back and rest. He went down the mountain overnight and went to several martial arts forces that were on good terms with the Huashan Sect to inquire about the situation.

It turned out that the rumor had not yet spread to Shaanxi.

Mu Gaofeng should be the first one to receive the news, the fastest to arrive, and also the first one to die.

Yue Buqun asked these local forces to help him keep an eye out for any suspicious people recently.

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

Afterwards, he returned to Huashan, where he began to wait and see, ready to kill someone to establish his authority.

Shi Potian didn’t think so much.

He has always been open-minded and has absolute trust in Yue Buqun. Yue Buqun told 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 Feng Qingyang’s secluded place.

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

When they pushed the door open and walked in, the two large bags they had placed on the table were still neatly placed there, exactly the same as when they left yesterday.

“Will the old man not pass away?”

Shi Potian felt a little disappointed, but he was not in a hurry to leave. He waited in the yard for a while, but was so bored that he simply went to the open space outside to practice swordsmanship.

In the past, Shi Potian never thought too much when he practiced swordsmanship. He always let things flow naturally and did what he wanted. Once he swung the sword, the true energy would come naturally.

But after being taught by Yue Buqun yesterday, he couldn’t help but think of what Yue Buqun said in his mind: “You are our Qi Sect disciple, you must remember these four words ‘control the sword with Qi’ in your heart.”

“Qi Zong… Controlling the sword with Qi… Using true Qi to control the sword?”

Yue Buqun did not explain to Shi Potian the difference between the Qi and Sword sects, nor did he explain to him clearly what it meant to control the sword with Qi. Shi Potian could only figure it out on his own.

Shi Potian has always been a person who acts on his thoughts. He began to continuously infuse his true energy into the sword, trying to let the true energy control the sword itself instead of using his body to perform sword skills.

hum!
The long sword trembled slightly in his palm, making bursts of sword sounds. As the true energy became stronger and stronger, a layer of faint white light gradually emerged, but that was all, there was no further change.

Shi Potian suddenly thought of the flow of true energy and the turbulent current of water. With an idea in his mind, he changed the simple method of infusing true energy into the sword into letting the true energy flow from the palm of his hand to the hilt into the sword body.

With a whoosh sound, the long sword flew out from his palm like a streak of silk across the sky. It flew dozens of feet away and pierced through more than a dozen large trees before stopping.

“Is this what Master meant by controlling the sword with Qi? Using the Qi instead of the body to perform sword techniques?”

Shi Potian’s eyes lit up. He walked forward to pick up the sword and used the same method again to stir up the true energy infused in the sword.

As expected, the long sword flew out again, hitting fewer trees this time, and flew a hundred feet away before falling to the ground. Shi Potian picked up the sword and repeated the process again, but the amount of true energy became extremely small.

The long sword flew forward less than two inches and then stopped.

“Just now it was a stab, this time it’s a tap, so the slash should be…”

Shi Potian mobilized his true energy from the left side of the sword to the right, and the long sword flew horizontally to the right, directly cutting the big tree beside him in half.

“Then there’s picking, chopping, scraping, and wiping…”

Shi Potian used his true Qi to perform the basic sword moves one by one, and then began to try to connect these basic moves together.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

This time it wasn’t so smooth.

The long sword fell to the ground again and again.

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

If you want the true Qi to change direction midway after leaving the body and complete two basic movements, the difficulty will increase by more than ten times!
Shi Potian tried nearly a hundred times, but at most he could only connect three basic moves together. However, one sword technique has at least several or even dozens of basic moves, which is a huge difference.

“How should I do this? Control the sword with my Qi… Control the sword with my Qi…”

Shi Potian muttered softly to himself as he slowly performed the Huashan sword technique with his hands, feeling the changes in the power on the sword and thinking about how to use his true energy to achieve these changes.

“You bastard! What are you doing?!”

An angry shout woke Shi Potian from his thoughts.

Following the sound, I saw a green figure rushing towards me from a distance. It was Feng Qingyang.

Shi Potian was overjoyed: “Old uncle, you’re back! I thought you were gone and I would never see you again!”

Feng Qingyang didn’t give him a good look. He pointed at the trees that had fallen down and asked coldly, “Boy, what are you doing? What’s going on?”

During these decades, Feng Qingyang stayed in the stone cave of Siguo Cliff day and night. He would only leave Siguo Cliff and return to the secluded wooden house when he ate or washed up. There was no change in his life because of Shi Potian’s appearance and message.

Last night when he returned to the wooden cabin and saw that Shi Potian and the others had already left, he went to the stone cave in Siguo Cliff again and stayed there until noon before preparing to come back for dinner.

As a result, halfway up the mountain, we saw that most of the trees around the cabin had fallen down.

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

Shi Potian realized that he had done something wrong, and whispered, “I’m practicing controlling the sword with Qi.” He also gestured with the sword in his hand.

The four words “control the sword with Qi” were like a spark that directly ignited Feng Qingyang, the powder keg. Then he heard that what Shi Potian had just slowly demonstrated was the Huashan sword technique.

Feng Qingyang couldn’t hold it in any longer: “Idiot! Are you practicing swordplay? Is this swordplay?”

“Yue Buqun is a pedantic, dogmatic guy who knows nothing about swordsmanship. He turned a talented person like you into a fool. He is really wasting a talent. He deserves to die.”

(End of this chapter)