allonlinenovel Chapter 489
Chapter 489
Remember, rest is also a part of practice, so that you can be in a better state to study tomorrow."
Xiao Feng nodded and went back to the house with his mother. Lying on the bed, he closed his eyes, but the conversation under the night sky still echoed in his mind. Every star seemed to be telling its own story, inspiring him to keep moving forward.
"Big brother is right. No matter when or where, we should never give up the light in our hearts." Xiao Feng said silently in his heart. Gradually, he felt sleepy and fell asleep. In his dream, he was a hero traveling the world with a sword. Every time he swung his sword, he could dispel the darkness and bring light.
And this night, for Xiaofeng, is the starting point of a new journey, and a solid step towards his dream of becoming a hero. In the days to come, whether it is rainy or sunny, he will take this determination and courage and step by step towards his own heroic path.
Months passed quickly, spring went and autumn came, and Xiaofeng's swordsmanship improved day by day with his unremitting efforts. His reputation also spread quietly around the town, and when people talked about this young man, their eyes were full of expectations and praise. However, the real test always comes quietly.
One day, a letter was brought to Xiaofeng by a carrier pigeon. There was only one sentence on the letter: "Qingsong Temple, deadline is three days." There was no signature at the end of the letter, but the familiar and simple handwriting made him immediately realize that this was a call from Ren Xiaoyao.
Xiaofeng was both excited and a little nervous. He knew that this would be an opportunity for him to move to a higher level, and it might also be an unprecedented challenge. He simply packed his luggage, said goodbye to his family, and set off for Qingsong Temple.
Qingsong Temple is hidden on the top of a mountain surrounded by clouds and mist, with winding mountain roads and lush forests. Xiaofeng climbed all the way up. Although the scenery along the way was beautiful, he only had the upcoming test in his mind. At dusk on the third day, he finally stood in front of the gate of Qingsong Temple. It was an ancient and solemn Taoist temple. Two copper bells were hung on the door, ringing softly in the wind, crisp and pleasant.
"You're here." A voice as gentle as jade came. It was Ren Xiaoyao. He stood in front of the temple with his hands behind his back. His white clothes looked particularly elegant in the setting sun.
"Big brother, I'm here." Xiaofeng was breathing slightly, but his eyes were firm.
"Very good, follow me." Ren Xiaoyao turned and walked into the temple, Xiaofeng following closely behind him.
Inside the temple, on a stone platform, various weapons were placed. In the center of the platform, lay an unsharpened long sword. The sword was plain, but it faintly exuded an extraordinary aura.
"This is the 'Bright Heart Sword'," Ren Xiaoyao said softly, "It is waiting for its master to complete a fateful trial."
Xiaofeng walked forward and gently held the sword with both hands. A warm current flowed from the hilt to his heart, as if there was some kind of mysterious connection between him and the sword.
"This sword needs blood and effort to sharpen its edge," Ren Xiaoyao continued, "within three days, you need to stay in the sword pool behind the temple, tempering your body with the sword's will, uniting your sword and heart, before you can unlock the true power of the Mingxin Sword."
The Sword Pond is a secret place in Qingsong Temple. The water in the pond contains the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. According to legend, only people with pure hearts can draw strength from it. Xiaofeng stared at the Mingxin Sword and nodded resolutely.
For the next three days, Xiao Feng stayed up almost all night. He stayed by the sword pond, with his sword as his companion. His heart moved with the sword, and the sword moved with his heart. Whenever it was late at night, a faint glow would appear above the sword pond. It was the resonance between Xiao Feng and the sword, and the blending of the sword's will and the power of nature.
Finally, at dawn on the third day, the Mingxin Sword in Xiaofeng's hand suddenly burst into a dazzling light, and there seemed to be light flowing at the tip of the sword, like the rising sun, warm and bright.
"It's done!" Ren Xiaoyao stood not far away, a trace of relief flashed in his eyes, "You did it, Xiaofeng."
Xiaofeng stood up slowly. The Mingxin Sword in his hand seemed steadier than before. The tip of the sword pointed to the sky. Unprecedented confidence and strength surged in his heart.
"Big brother, where should we go next?" Xiaofeng asked. He was ready for new challenges.
"There is a place that hides a secret of the martial arts world. There are the answers we need, and it is also an indispensable lesson on your path to growth." Ren Xiaoyao smiled mysteriously, turned around and led Xiaofeng towards the wider world.
"No matter what kind of storms lie ahead, as long as we have light in our hearts, we can illuminate each other's path." Xiaofeng and Ren Xiaoyao walked side by side, their backs gradually disappeared in the morning light, leaving behind a series of firm and hopeful footsteps.
In the mountains and forests, birds are singing and flowers are blooming. The sun shines through the gaps in the leaves, casting mottled shadows. Xiaofeng and Ren Xiaoyao walk on the path leading to the secret place. Every step seems to echo history, foreshadowing the ancient secret that is about to be revealed.
"Big brother, where is the secret place you mentioned? Why are people in the martial arts world so secretive about it?" Xiaofeng's curiosity was completely aroused. He asked as he walked, with a gleam of curiosity in his eyes.
Ren Xiaoyao gently stroked the wine flask at his waist with a mysterious smile on his face. "That is the 'Forbidden Valley', a place where ancient martial arts secrets are said to be hidden. Over the past hundreds of years, countless masters have gone there to explore, but few have returned. Even if there are, most of them are unconscious and slurred, unable to describe what they saw."
Xiao Feng listened attentively and could not help but tighten the Mingxin Sword in his hand. A sense of pride arose spontaneously, "If there really is such a place, I must find out!"
"Your courage is commendable, but remember not to be reckless." Ren Xiaoyao's tone was a bit stern, but more of a concern for Xiaofeng. "The forbidden area of Yougu is extremely dangerous. Not only are there many traps, but there are also guardian beasts. It is very dangerous."
As they talked, the two came to a hidden valley entrance, surrounded by dense vines and giant trees. If you are not familiar with the path, it is easy to miss it. At the entrance of the valley, there is an ancient stone tablet with a few blurred words engraved on it: "Those who enter this valley, please think carefully."
"We're here." Ren Xiaoyao stopped and looked at the stone tablet, with a complex emotion in his eyes. "Xiaofeng, after you go in, you must be careful. Our goal is to find the 'Forget Worry Sutra', a secret book that records extremely profound internal skills."
Xiao Feng nodded, put away his usual playful smile, and became extremely serious, "Don't worry, big brother, I will definitely not hold you back."
The two stepped into the valley, and the surroundings suddenly became dark. The air was filled with the smell of moist soil and a faint scent of flowers, but this fragrance seemed to be mixed with a hint of imperceptible danger. As they went deeper, they could vaguely hear the sound of gurgling water and the low roar of unknown creatures in the distance.
"It seems that we are not the only visitors." Ren Xiaoyao said in a low voice, and his fingers flicked lightly. A subtle sword energy cut off a vine that suddenly stretched out in front of him. The vine seemed to have a spirit and retreated back.
Xiao Feng followed closely behind, holding the Mingxin Sword in hand, ready to respond to any emergency. They carefully shuttled through the valley, and every step seemed to be a contest with the wisdom of nature.
Suddenly, a deafening roar broke the silence in the valley, and then a huge black shadow suddenly jumped out of the thick fog and rushed towards the two of them. It was a strange beast that looked like a leopard, but had wings, and its eyes were like torches, emitting a terrifying red light.
"It's the guardian beast of the valley - the Shadow Winged Leopard!" Ren Xiaoyao quickly drew his sword, pointing the tip of the sword at the sky. A sharp sword energy spread out, cutting the surrounding mist into strands.
"Xiaofeng, stand back!" Ren Xiaoyao flashed and faced the ferocious beast. The sword light and the beast's shadow intertwined. For a moment, the sound of swords and the roar of beasts intertwined in the valley and resounded through the sky.
The battle was fierce but short. In the end, with the tacit cooperation of Ren Xiaoyao and Xiaofeng, the Shadow Impreza escaped with injuries and disappeared into the depths of the fog.
"Thanks to big brother, we are safe and sound." Xiaofeng wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at Ren Xiaoyao with gratitude.
Ren Xiaoyao smiled and patted Xiaofeng on the shoulder. "You did well, Xiaofeng. Remember, the true path of a warrior is not about how many opponents you defeat, but about how to face your inner fears and trust your companions."
They continued to go deeper, and finally found a stone chamber eroded by time in an open space full of exotic flowers. In the center of the stone chamber, an ancient book emitting a faint fluorescent light lay quietly on the stone platform. That was the "Forget Worry Sutra" they were looking for.
"Found it." Xiao Feng said softly, with excitement and awe in his eyes.
"Be careful when taking it. The power of this scripture is extraordinary. If used improperly, the backlash can be terrifying." Ren Xiaoyao reminded.
Xiaofeng nodded solemnly, walked forward slowly, put his hands together, and picked up the "Forget Worry Sutra" with the most pious attitude. At that moment, he seemed to be able to feel the ancient wisdom and power contained in the book, which resonated with his soul.
"Big brother, let's go back. With the "Forget Worry Sutra", I believe I can grow faster and become a strong man who can protect this world." Xiaofeng's eyes were full of determination and hope.
"Okay, let's go back. The road ahead is still long, but I feel at ease with you accompanying me." Ren Xiaoyao said with a smile. The two of them joined hands and embarked on the journey back, their hearts filled with infinite longing and expectation for the future.
As the sun sets, their figures gradually fade away, leaving behind not only footprints, but also their persistent pursuit of martial arts and their deep trust in their partners. The road ahead is long, and the heroic young men, their story, has just begun...
"Big brother, do you think that the "Forget Worry Sutra" really contains a secret that can make people forget all their worries?" Xiao Feng asked as they walked, with curiosity and a hint of imperceptible worry between his brows.
Ren Xiaoyao shook his head, his eyes deep, "Forgetting worries is not really forgetting, but it allows people to transcend worries. The real way of martial arts is to face rather than escape. The "Forget Worry Sutra" may help us better understand our hearts, but the real peace still needs to be realized by ourselves."
At this point, the sound of hurried footsteps interrupted their conversation. A ragged old man staggered over, his face pale and with blood at the corners of his mouth. It was obvious that he had experienced something dangerous.
"Two young men, please save our village!" The old man shouted this sentence with almost his last bit of strength, and then his body went limp and he fell to the ground.
Xiao Feng hurried forward to support the old man and asked anxiously, "Old man, what happened? Where is your village?"
The old man gasped and said intermittently: "The bandits from Black Wind Village, they... they are coming to rob the village, please..." Before he finished speaking, he fainted.
Ren Xiaoyao frowned and looked into the distance, where a storm seemed to be lurking. "Those villains in the Black Wind Village have been at large. Today, it's time to teach them a lesson."
Xiao Feng nodded firmly, "Big Brother, let's go and rescue them. We can't let innocent villagers suffer."
The two immediately adjusted their direction and rushed towards the village the old man mentioned. Along the way, Xiao Feng secretly practiced his internal skills in his heart, integrating the inner skills he learned from the "Forget Worry Sutra" into the Mingxin Sword. The sword body emitted a faint blue light, appearing sharper and more agile.
As night fell, the village was in sight, but not far away, flames were seen rising to the sky. The noise and cries mixed together, making it look particularly desolate. The evil bandits in the Black Wind Village were wreaking havoc and looting property, and the village was in a mess.
"Act separately. I will distract some of the enemies while you take the opportunity to rescue people." Ren Xiaoyao quickly made a plan and did not allow Xiaofeng to refute him. His figure disappeared into the night like a ghost.
Xiao Feng took a deep breath and followed Ren Xiaoyao's plan to sneak into the village and look for the trapped villagers. He used the body skills he learned from the "Forget Worry Sutra" to move silently through the chaos like a breeze, rescuing the frightened villagers one by one.
Just as Xiaofeng rescued the last few villagers, a powerful aura suddenly enveloped the entire village. It was Ren Xiaoyao! He was standing at the entrance of the village, facing dozens of bandits alone, waving his sword like a dragon, and every swing brought down a bandit.