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In the evening, Lin Yue's entire body was riddled with wounds, the recovery abilities of the Martial Soul were completely used up, and his entire body floated up as he walked.

"That sword strike seemed to have changed midway, there's a rounded twist …" Lin Yue carried his burden as he walked along a small road. As he thought about this, his fingers moved side by side.

"Splash!"

There was a clear stream four to five kilometers away from Dragon Suppressing Pagoda. After filling two buckets of water, he carried it on his shoulder with difficulty.

"Hiss!"

Suddenly, Lin Yue sucked in a breath of cold air, cold sweat pouring down his forehead.

Two bloody lines ran down from his shoulder armor, covering the old bloodstains.

Lin Yue frowned, he put down the burden on his body and took off his clothes, then looked at his own skin. Almost all over his body, there were holes.

"I need to get some meat to mend my body."

Thinking about it, Lin Yue took off his clothes and jumped into the stream. He caught a few fat fish and carried them back home.

Light a fire, cook, Lin Yue was busy, while Ning Taiheng took out a Go board and sat in the courtyard watching him.

The smoke and fire rose into the air, and after a while, the rich fragrance of food wafted out.

"Hmm?", Ning Taiheng who was in the middle of studying chess moved his nose, sniffed in the air, and his eyes gradually lit up.

"Kid, what did you cook?"

"Master, I steamed a few tails of fish."

"Fish?"

Ning Taiheng's spirits were uplifted, he was so greedy that he drooled. He couldn't even remember how long it had been since he last ate the fish.

"Disciple, hurry and bring it over to Master." Ning Taiheng waved his hand and said excitedly.

"Master …" Lin Yue wanted to say that he was injured and needed to recuperate, but Ning Taiheng had already cut him off: "It doesn't matter, the taste was almost too much for me to eat, I'm not picky with food, hurry up!"

Lin Yue kept his mouth shut, placed the fish on a plate and carried it over.

"Hmm? Fragrant! "It smells so good!"

Ning Taiheng fiercely sniffed twice at the fish, and the moment he opened his mouth, the entire fish entered his stomach.

"Creak …"

He chewed the fish meat, which had fishbone on it, and swallowed it into his throat.

"Not bad, another one!"

"Uhh …" Lin Yue was shocked, his master's way of eating was really not normal, it was too exciting.

He scooped another stalk, and in the blink of an eye, Ning Taiheng had finished all of it.

"En, it's too delicious, too delicious …" "Disciple, bring all of them to me, don't grow stronger one by one. Your body is injured, this will be tiring."

Lin Yue really wanted to say that since you knew that I was injured, did you show mercy and leave me one?

Ning Taiheng had already thrown over a scarlet fruit, and said: "Eat this, and go to sleep. You still need to continue practicing the sword tomorrow."

Lin Yue took it and looked at it, his expression immediately becoming excited.

"Scarlet Spirit Fruit!" He had heard from Zheng Wan that this was a kind of Level Three Spirit Fruit, its effects were strong, and it was not much weaker than the Green Lotus.

"Thank you master!" Immediately, Lin Yue was overjoyed, and he gave all the fish to Ning Taiheng. He brought the Zhu Ling Fruit back to his room, ate it, and then held onto his cultivation.

Streams of spirit energy surged, the strong spirit energy from the Zhu Ling Fruit was absorbed by the Martial Soul and the remaining spirit energy was replenished into the veins.

The injuries all over his body immediately healed to a large degree.

"Master loves to eat fish …" Lin Yue lied on the bed and looked out the window at the moonlight.

On the second day, Lin Yue's entire body was still pricked bloody. In the evening, when he went to fetch water, he even brought along a fishing net.

As expected, this time, Ning Liheng rewarded him with a Green Cloud Fruit.

Practice! Practice! Practice!

Seven days later, Lin Yue finally blocked the first sword strike.

On this day, he was missing nine holes.

From that day onwards, as his cultivation progressed, the number of swords that Lin Yue could use to defend against became more and more; by the end of the month, he was already able to resist more than half of them.

The sky changed, and the autumn air became denser and denser. In the blink of an eye, two months had passed.

A gust of cold wind blew in from the north, blowing the bamboo forest outside the thatched cottage from all directions, rising and falling like the waves.

Inside the house, Lin Yue and Ning Taiheng were sitting opposite of each other.

"Master, this disciple really doesn't know how to play chess."

"Chess is very fun, I'll teach you then. See, you use white, I will use black, as long as you can surround me, I'll consider it as you win, like this …" Ning Taiheng said as he played with the chess board, looking extremely serious, much more caring than when he was teaching Lin Yue.

"Master, I feel that chess is useless", Lin Yue was really not willing to waste time on the chessboard, he only wanted to train hard.

"Who said it was useless …" Ning Taiheng's eyes suddenly shot out a beam of anger, scaring Lin Yue to the core. In this month, his master had always been like a child, never angry.

"It's useless to say that …" After saying that, Ning Taiheng suddenly realised his attitude. He was startled for a moment, then shook his head, and said in a low voice, "Something useful, something useful …"

Only after a while did he recover. He flipped his hand and placed a spirit fruit on the board, saying, "If you win, you can have it."

"Really!?"

Lin Yue saw the Spirit Fruit, and his eyes immediately lit up. This was a very rare spirit item, eating one would allow an ordinary cultivator to level up, and even with Lin Yue's abnormal physique, the concentration of Genuine Essence would still have an obvious reaction.

So Lin Yue began to play chess with Ning Taiheng.

Of course, during the entire day, Lin Yue was still unable to win even once, which made Lin Yue feel extremely vexed.

"Heh heh, I'm still very powerful. You won't win this fruit," Ning Taiheng purposely smacked his lips as he ate the Zhu Ling Fruit in front of Lin Yue.

"Master, your disciple is unconvinced. Let's fight again tomorrow!" Your spirit fruit, I have won for sure! "

"Alright!" Ning Taiheng nodded his head, he was afraid that Lin Yue would not agree after taking such a setback.

After playing chess for an entire day, it was at night when Lin Yue walked out of the house and started to practice his sword skills in the courtyard. Right now, he was already able to comprehend the first stage of the Taiyi Empyrean Sword's sword force, and was able to gain some insights.

This set of sword aura was not endless. There would be a small pause in the middle, but there seemed to be some pause. If one did not practice it thoroughly, they would not be able to discover it.

The Tai Yi Sword Tactic was originally a set of mechanical formations similar to a martial skill, used to confuse and deceive the opponent. It has a very profound change of the heaven's will. This kind of evolution of the heaven's will requires a deep comprehension to be able to overcome.

In Lin Yue's battle with Ning Taiheng, he had more than just been pierced by thousands of swords. It could be said that if not for the fact that his Martial Soul was powerful and his body was abnormal, he would be crippled after a day.

But Lin Yue was able to endure through this process, and slowly began to understand about this set of sword force.

"Shua!"

He stabbed out with his sword, pausing halfway before making his move again!

"Too long …" Lin Yue shook his head, he was dissatisfied with the sword.

Again, stop, move!

"Still too long."

Lin Yue thrusted out his sword, the sword denied, the surrounding night was dense, the hut was snoring loudly, the sky was moving, the wind was blowing, the flowers were flying, he had completely forgotten about it.

In his heart, there was only the sword in his hand.