Chapter 20

Chapter 20

Chen Dazheng was puzzled as he did not know why Elder Fang would come personally.

"Could there be a problem with the artifact?" Chen Dazheng thought. "That shouldn't be the case. If there really was a problem, he wouldn't use this kind of tone."

He quickly ran towards the outer disciple's dormitory. It seemed that he had to find Lin Xuan to know what was going on.

However, what gave him a headache was that Lin Xuan was not in the room. Chen Dazheng asked the surrounding disciples, but no one knew where Lin Xuan went.

Helpless, he could only brace himself and report to Elder Fang.

After Elder Fang heard, he stroked his beard: "When he comes back, tell him to come and see me immediately."

"Yes." Chen Dazheng respectfully replied.

After Elder Fang left, Chen Dazheng suddenly slapped his forehead: "Aiya, I forgot that I still have Lin Xuan's recently repaired treasured saber!"

"Forget it, I'll wait for Lin Xuan to come back, then I'll send it over." He did not dare to run to Elder Fang now and could only hope that Lin Xuan would come back soon.

At the same time, a storm was brewing in the outer sect of the Black Sky Sect.

The Shen Wei Group's disciples mobilized all their forces to search for the people that Zhang Bin came in contact with before he died. In the end, a square-faced disciple said a shocking piece of news.

He was injured in a fight with others. Zhang Bin saw his signal and went to save him.

After that, Zhang Bin and the others followed that person to the depths of the forest and died in the forest.

In the end, the Shen Wei Group's disciples drew out Lin Xuan's appearance. A search for Lin Xuan was launched in the outer sect.

After searching everywhere, they finally found out Lin Xuan's background.

"A sword slave who just joined the outer sect?"

After a youth with a scar on his face heard this, he flew into a rage, "You think that he can kill a rank four spiritual knight and two rank three spiritual knights?!"

This youth was one of the people in charge of the outer sect of the Shen Wei Group. His name was Yan Kong and his cultivation had reached rank six of the Meridians Condensing Stage.

When he heard the news about Lin Xuan, he could not help but fly into a rage.

"Brother Kong."

That square-faced disciple trembled as he said, "When I was fighting with that Lin Xuan, I discovered that even though he was a rank three Spiritual Knight, his strength far exceeded that of a rank three Spiritual Knight."

"Brother Kong, this is the only clue we have now. Regardless of whether it is true or not, let's capture him first. Otherwise, when Zhang Rui returns, we won't be able to explain ourselves." The disciple beside Yan Kong said.

"Let's go and take a look!" Yan Kong waved his hand and led the group towards Lin Xuan's residence.

… …

In the residential area of the outer sect disciples, a group of Shen Wei Group's disciples suddenly appeared. They quickly surrounded a small house, and one of the disciples kicked down the door of the house.

The surrounding disciples came out one after another. Looking at the group of aggressive Shen Wei Group's disciples, they were all at a loss.

"Brother Kong, that brat is not here!" Someone went in to investigate, then came out and said.

"Not here?

Did he run away? "

Yan Kong frowned, "Quickly send people to search the vicinity of the sect. Send a group of people to wait here. I don't believe that he can run to the sky!"

With a command, the Shen Wei Group's outer sect disciples quickly took action. The surrounding disciples also gradually understood their actions. Lin Xuan's name was recognized by everyone for the first time.

When they found out that Lin Xuan was just a small disciple who had just joined the outer sect and did not have any background or backing, they suddenly felt dizzy. Indeed, the ignorant are fearless. A small disciple actually dared to provoke the Shen Wei Group.

When Tang Yu heard this news, she quickly ran to find Lin Xuan. She did not expect Lin Xuan to create such a big mess. Not only did he find trouble with the Shen Wei Group, he even killed someone!

She hurriedly ran to Lin Xuan's residence, afraid that Lin Xuan had already been taken away by the Shen Wei Group.

But luckily, other than seeing a house full of Shen Wei Group's disciples, she did not see Lin Xuan's shadow.

"Little bastard, you still know how to run away. Hmph!" Tang Yu kept scolding Lin Xuan in her heart.

After looking around and not finding Lin Xuan, she angrily stomped her feet and walked away in a huff.

A group of onlooking disciples discussed, "I heard that Lin Xuan was Tang Yu's sword slave in the past?"

"Yeah, didn't Tang Yu just leave?"

"Aiya, could this be secretly arranged by the battle group?"

…

In just half a day, this murder incident turned into a war between the Shen Wei Group and the battle group. The entire outer sect was spreading the news.

Very quickly, the same news also appeared in the inner sect. However, the battle group's upper echelons personally came out to clarify that this matter had nothing to do with the battle group. Only then did the lie be suppressed.

The Shen Wei Group waited for an entire day but did not see Lin Xuan's shadow. Thus, they were even more certain that Lin Xuan was the murderer and ran away.

And the person in question, Lin Xuan, was currently standing in front of a large rock, carving words.

After a few days of training, he was already able to control the spiritual energy in his body.

His ten fingers danced and rows of words of the same depth appeared on the rock.

"Very good. You're faster than I expected!" Lord Alcohol snorted.

"Then, I can practice the sword now!" Lin Xuan excitedly said.

"I said you're young, but you don't believe me. This is only the first step." Wine Lord lectured. "The second step is to carve words on the leaves, but you can't pierce the leaves."

Lin Xuan knew that this required more control of his spiritual energy, but he was not afraid.

Picking up a leaf from the ground, Lin Xuan circulated his spiritual energy and was about to begin.

"Hey, what are you doing!" Wine Lord suddenly shouted.

Lin Xuan's face was blank. "You said, carve words!"

Wine Lord had a helpless expression and kicked the tree behind him.

"Oh." Lin Xuan turned around and kicked the tree trunk.

Although he did not use any strength, the tree still shook three times. The leaves on the tree fluttered in the wind and scattered in the air.

"You can begin now." Wine Lord said.

"Ah!" Lin Xuan looked at the leaves in the sky and his face fell.

… …

In the blink of an eye, half a month had passed.

In the forest, a figure soared and danced, the black iron sword in his hand swinging out like lightning. Every strike carved a 'martial' character on the fluttering leaves.

The sword touched the leaves but did not pierce them. The precision of the strike was shocking.

This figure was Lin Xuan. After half a month of practice, he could already accurately carve words on the leaves without piercing them.

"Uncle Wine Lord, I've completed this training. What's next?" Lin Xuan asked with a smile.

Wine Lord nodded with satisfaction. "You can begin practicing the sword. Start with the first step."

The first step of the Thunderclap Sword Art had a total of thirteen strikes. Each strike was as powerful as lightning and unstoppable.

Furthermore, the Thunderclap Sword Art's method of exerting strength was very strange. It only used seventy percent of its strength and retained the remaining thirty percent to coordinate with the next strike. It was like lightning in the clouds, constantly accumulating strength.

Practice in the water and make good use of the resistance in the water. It will be of great help to your swordsmanship.

Wine Lord suggested.

The resistance in the water was very high, which tested one's control of strength. Lin Xuan did not hesitate. He remembered that there was a waterfall not far away.