Immortality begins with the Swordsman.

Chapter 47 Prelude to the Snowstorm

The year is drawing to a close.

The debate about "heavy sword" versus "heavy qi" has gradually increased.

This topic is particularly popular in Qingkeping.

In addition to the more than one hundred craftsmen hired here, there are also more than two hundred disciples from the Sword and Qi sects. Almost all the disciples of Mount Hua on the mountain have come.

Normally, everyone is focused on "digging pits" and things are peaceful; but once they stop working, they inevitably start arguing and getting red in the face.

However, the group remained restrained and did not actually make a move.

After all, those few who couldn't resist taking action earlier had already been beaten so badly by Gu Changfeng that they couldn't get out of bed.

At noon that day, everyone sat around eating, and for some reason, they started arguing about this topic again.

"My sword strike contains eight hidden variations. How will you deal with it?"

"No matter how varied your sword techniques may be, if you do not parry and defend yourself after this strike, the result will inevitably be that you die and I am wounded..."

No one dared to make a move easily; they could only use the demonstration to determine who was superior.

Gu Changfeng didn't bother to get involved and just buried his head in his rice...

At this moment, a disciple who was only fourteen years old mustered up his courage and spoke. His face was still childish, and his eyes showed a hint of confusion: "Senior Brother Gu, you are exceptionally talented. In your opinion, is emphasizing internal energy or emphasizing the sword the right thing to do?"

Gu Changfeng smiled slightly and patted the boy's head gently: "You are still young and inexperienced, and your understanding of martial arts is not deep enough, so there is no need to worry about this issue. Just follow your master's path."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Buxiu couldn't help but roll his eyes and said, "Hey, I've heard that so many times I'm sick of it. Don't you have any new ideas?"

A disciple from the Sword Sect also asked, "Yes, Junior Brother Gu, what's wrong with everyone discussing this? Don't hold back your thoughts. We also want to hear the opinion of the Holy Son of the Qi Sect."

"My opinion?" Gu Changfeng sneered, "My opinion is that you're all complete idiots..."

Everyone's faces immediately darkened.

Chu Buxiu said coldly, "Junior Brother Gu, if you don't explain yourself clearly, there are more than two hundred of us here. Before you run out of true energy, you might not be able to take us all down."

The disciples of the Sword and Qi sects, rarely united, coldly stated, "Yes, we advise you to think carefully before you speak..."

Gu Changfeng showed no fear and retorted, "Does my opinion matter? Do your opinions matter? What truly matters is the opinion of the nine people above. If they say it's right, it's right; if they say it's wrong, it's wrong. We have no say, so—"

His gaze was calm, and his tone steady: "We just need to wait quietly until they find the right path, and then we'll follow it..."

Done.

A silence fell over the crowd. They all said, "Yes, what's the point of us arguing? In the end, it all depends on what those nine people up there decide."

Gu Changfeng smiled and said, "So, while they argue and fight, our top priority is to dig a pit. With the ice bed to aid our cultivation, improving our skills is the most important thing..."

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately became interested. "Yes! Junior Brother Gu is right..."

"Good to know!" Gu Changfeng chuckled. "I, the dignified young sect leader of the Qi Sect, could have been sleeping on a jade bed on the mountain, but now I'm here digging pits for you guys. So, when you want to beat me up in the future, remember how good I was to you, understand?"

"rest assured!"

"I promise I won't slap you in the face then..."

As everyone was laughing and joking, a series of chaotic footsteps suddenly came from the other end of the mountain path.

A group of over a hundred Qi Sect disciples arrived, looking travel-worn.

But when they arrived at Qingkeping and saw a group of people wielding hoes and digging tunnels, they were all stunned.

The young man at the head of the group was about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. Although he was not handsome or dashing, he had a calm and composed demeanor.

Chu Buxiu, with his sharp eyes, immediately greeted, "Old Lin, you're back?"

This person's name is Lin Buzhi. He is the oldest among the "Bu" generation and has the deepest friendship with Chu Buxiu on the mountain.

Lin Buzhi nodded, about to ask Chu Buxiu what they were busy with, when Chu Buxiu spoke first: "Old Lin, hasn't Uncle Li returned yet?"

The "Uncle Li" he mentioned was named Li Qingping.

Identity, you know!

He is the "Production Director" and "Sales Director" of the Qi Sect, in charge of all of the Qi Sect's external business. He has a dignified personality and is also one of the nine grandmasters of Mount Hua.

"Has Uncle Li returned to the mountain yet?"

Lin was taken aback at first, then said helplessly, "He dumped the burden on me three months ago and has been off having fun somewhere ever since! By the way, what are you all busy with?"

Upon hearing the reason, Lin Buzhi and more than a hundred others became extremely excited, dropped their luggage, and plunged into the digging army.

After all, there were very few craftsmen to be found at the foot of the mountain, so digging the cave dwelling was something that almost everyone had to do themselves.

Moreover, if you miss this period, you'll have to wait another whole year.

They are unwilling to fall behind others by even a year.

……

In the blink of an eye, only three days remain until the Sword Competition at Jade Maiden Peak.

Li Qingping returned alone.

Ouyang Qingzhao and Ye Qingge led more than two hundred Sword Sect disciples from Chang'an back to the mountain, accompanied by Cai Lingshuang.

Just as Gu Changfeng had predicted.

He casually asked why Feng Buping, Cong Buqi, and Cheng Buyou hadn't returned together.

Ouyang Qingzhao explained, "They still have some matters to attend to, and they will definitely return before the sword competition."

Ouyang Qingzhao and Ye Qingge had already learned about the commotion Gu Changfeng had caused at Mount Hua from Feng Buping, so they were not surprised and even quite impressed.

As a result, the Sword Sect disciples who accompanied them back to the mountain also joined the "digging army" without hesitation, and the number of people increased instantly. It can be said that almost all the disciples of Mount Hua participated.

Ouyang Qingzhao patted Gu Changfeng's shoulder with a smile and said, "Changfeng, that jade bed was a gift from me. Your martial uncle suffered countless scornful looks because of it. You should remember your martial uncle's kindness, you understand what I mean?"

Gu Changfeng chuckled and patted his chest, guaranteeing, "Don't worry! I guarantee I'll dig a huge pit for you, old man."

As he spoke, his gaze shifted to Cai Ling Shuang, and he said with a grin, "Cai, Holy Maiden of the Sword Sect, Ling Shuang, how about I dig you a huge, comfortable, luxurious cave with someone to warm your bed?"

Cai Ling Shuang rolled her eyes at him, snorted, and left without looking back.

result--

That very night, she took Su Qingxue's place and brazenly slept on the jade bed with Ning Zhongze...

Gu Changfeng pondered for a while, then suddenly asked in a serious tone, "Miss Cai, there's a character I don't recognize. I'd like to ask you about it."

"What word?" Cai Ling Shuang asked casually.

It's just two "woman" characters with a "man" character sandwiched in between.

Cai Ling Shuang's eyes turned cold instantly. The moment her hand touched the hilt of her sword, Gu Chang Feng had already vanished like a rabbit.

……

Yue Buqun has also returned.

Gu Changfeng was initially worried that there might be some mysterious law of cause and effect at play.

Unexpectedly, Yue Buqun met with Ning Zhongze, exchanged a few pleasantries, and then went back to his room to read.

Clearly, in Yue Buqun's mind, the imperial examination next year was the real big deal.

Gu Changfeng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

That very night, a sudden heavy snowfall blanketed the Guanzhong Plain.

The following morning, the snowfall did not subside but instead intensified, resulting in a thick accumulation of snow, icy roads, and making it difficult for vehicles and horses to move.

Feng Buping, far away in Chang'an, was extremely anxious. He gritted his teeth and led several junior brothers to brave the snow.

Equally anxious was Feng Qingyang—he had ridden several horses to death in the process, only to be trapped at Hangu Pass by the heavy snow…

Apart from those few, all the other disciples of Mount Hua have returned to the mountain.

Just as the wind and snow were raging and the world was shrouded in darkness.

The day of the sword competition at Jade Maiden Peak—

We've finally arrived!