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Although Lingfeng did not understand how to make his soul "drunk," how could this troublemaker not learn this skill? Although his proficiency in this art was not very high, it was sufficient for someone of Lingfeng's cultivation level.
Faced with Lingfeng's insistence, Azure Vine was truly at a loss and asked again, "Are you really determined to learn this Spell?"
Lingfeng did not hesitate at all and seemed a bit impatient. "Of course I want to learn! Even if I don't know how to make my soul drunk, learning the technique might still be useful."
Azure Vine thought for a moment. Although Lingfeng would not be able to master this martial art, it wouldn't cause any harm. Perhaps in the future, Lingfeng might suddenly grasp the essence of it, so Azure Vine decided to teach the two children the technique.
Monkey Head had a deep understanding of this martial art. After learning the technique, he immediately began to move gracefully, as if he were truly drunk. However, his eyes were not dazed; instead, they sparkled with clarity. Given Monkey Head's appearance, he really did look like a drunken monkey.
In contrast, Lingfeng was quite lacking. His movements were not only weak and powerless but also extremely awkward. His footwork was chaotic and clumsy, merely mimicking what he saw without any understanding.
Seeing Lingfeng's posture, Azure Vine shook his head repeatedly. Then looking at Monkey Head, Azure Vine's eyes lit up as if he had found a treasure.
"Enough practicing, enough practicing." After a few moves, Lingfeng felt no insight and instead felt quite uncomfortable. Things learned through mere imitation would have no real effect; they only drained his energy.
"You haven't even practiced the first part of Intoxicated Fist," Azure Vine said gleefully while sitting next to Lingfeng. "You haven't mastered the first ten moves, so don't even think about learning the next twenty. I think you should focus on learning Breath Technique; you might even achieve a breakthrough in your cultivation."
Intoxicated Fist consists of thirty moves; the first ten are merely foundational for the later "Drunken Heart." Although the subsequent moves are not difficult, they require agility in footwork and an understanding of the secret behind "Drunken Heart."
Lingfeng had not mastered Intoxicated Fist. Feeling somewhat displeased and hearing Azure Vine mock him further annoyed him. He retorted, "Weren't you against me practicing Breath Technique before? Why are you so eager now?" He then lay down on the ground with a pout, genuinely upset.
Azure Vine was slightly taken aback; it was rare to see Lingfeng angry, but he felt a bit pleased, thinking that the child finally showed some spirit. So he lay down beside Lingfeng and said apologetically, "I didn't want you to practice Breath Technique back then because I was worried that your True Qi storage wasn't sufficient. If an explosion occurred, what would I do? However, I forgot that you ate Immortal Peach and your storage exceeds that of ordinary people. That's why I'm now at ease letting you practice."
As the saying goes, one does not strike a smiling face. Seeing Azure Vine's kind words and concern for him, Lingfeng lost his anger. Just then, Monkey Head approached with a beaming face and instinctively smiled back.
Monkey Head wiped the sweat from his face and head and cheerfully asked, "Shixu, how do you think I did?"
Azure Vine nodded in approval, repeatedly praising, "Not bad, not bad. In another month, you should be able to master it. If you practice diligently, within half a year, you will reach a state of complete control."
Hearing Azure Vine's compliments, Monkey Head felt overjoyed and relaxed his entire body. He then collapsed onto the ground, panting heavily, "Did you see Shixu looking displeased? Is it because I didn't practice well?"
Lingfeng looked up at the blue sky, basking in the sun and feeling incredibly comfortable. He lazily replied, "Yeah, it's because I'm not like a monkey, so I can't master the Monkey Fist." The implication was that since you and Brother resemble monkeys, that's why you can practice this style. This was said lightly and without any jealousy; it was actually a joke.
Monkey Head burst into laughter and self-deprecatingly said, "My parents named me Monkey Head because I weighed only four pounds at birth and looked like a monkey. I never expected it would come in handy in martial arts."
Monkey Head indeed resembled a monkey, but Azure Vine did not. So he remarked, "Do you think your Brother looks like a monkey? I don't feel that way; instead, I think he stands out."
Upon hearing Azure Vine's words, Monkey Head wanted to laugh but held back out of respect for Azure Vine, causing his face to turn even redder.
Lingfeng, however, didn't care about that. Pretending to gag for a moment, he said, "Yes, you do look quite outstanding. If thrown into a pile of beggars, they probably wouldn't recognize you!"
The three laughed together as noon passed. Monkey Head, having received permission from Azure Vine, could return to Wood Peak later than usual. He practiced five more moves with Azure Vine, feeling that he had practiced enough before heading back to Wood Peak, while Azure Vine took Lingfeng back to the Main Hall.
Upon returning to the Main Hall, Lingfeng noticed that Zhi Lian was waiting for him at the door. She seemed anxious about something important.
"Shixu, you're finally back!" Upon seeing Lingfeng, Zhi Lian hurriedly skipped greeting Azure Vine.
Lingfeng was somewhat puzzled and asked, "What's the matter? Why do you look so anxious?"
"How can I not be anxious? I've been waiting for you here all morning. The Sect Leader asked me to find you; he heard your weapon is ready."
"Ready!" Seeing Zhi Lian's expression, he guessed that the weapon must be good, so he quickly ran towards the Dan Room.
Azure Vine chuckled and became interested as well, following behind.
Upon entering the Dan Room, I saw the Master sitting cross-legged, practicing his techniques. Without time to greet him, I rushed in and asked urgently, "Master, where is my weapon?"
The Master was not annoyed; he merely smiled slightly and said mysteriously, "You need to be prepared. I'm just afraid you won't be able to use this weapon!"
I had been eager to see my weapon and didn't want to get caught up in conversation. Impatiently, I said, "Just take out the weapon already; there's no need for so much talk!"
Just then, Azure Vine and Zhi Lian entered the Dan Room, and Azure Vine overheard my words. With a hint of anger, he said, "Lingfeng, do not be rude!"
I stuck out my tongue, realizing I had been a bit disrespectful. I casually replied, "Sorry, Master. Please hurry and show me the weapon!"
With three sentences revolving around the word "weapon," the Master couldn't help but feel amused. Seeing how eager I was to see my treasure, he figured I wasn't interested in hearing about the pros and cons of this weapon. He took out a Treasure Bag and pulled out a black iron rod.
"This... is this my weapon?" I was dumbfounded upon seeing it. Was this really a weapon? Although it was black and glimmered coldly, it wasn't what I had envisioned as a weapon.
The weapon was indeed just an iron rod. From an aesthetic perspective, it was merely an ordinary black stick. It didn't seem to have any remarkable qualities, though its power seemed promising.
To my surprise, Azure Vine's eyes lit up upon seeing the weapon, and he exclaimed enthusiastically, "Not bad! It's actually a medium-grade exquisite item—truly an enviable treasure!" His tone was sincere, and since he wasn't one to indulge in pretentiousness, I began to believe him.
"But why isn't it a Flying Sword or something? How am I supposed to fly with a sword in the future?" I had expected the Master to forge me a Flying Sword.
Azure Vine laughed heartily and said, "This is no ordinary iron rod; it's a weapon commonly used by Buddhists. However, being able to forge such a weapon is beyond my expectations."
I took the iron rod into my hands; it felt heavy—at least thirty pounds. I swung it a couple of times, producing a whooshing sound. Then I dropped it heavily onto the ground, which immediately echoed with a deep sound.
"You must use this weapon well," the Master added. "The Locust King infused most of his spiritual energy into this weapon during its creation. Thus, it was forged based on the influence of that energy. However, being able to create a Medium Quality iron rod is indeed beyond my expectations. Of course, if I hadn't added many spiritual pills during the process, it would probably just be an inferior exquisite item."
I examined the iron rod closely; there were no flaws on its surface, and it felt warm to the touch rather than cold like an ordinary iron rod.
The Sect Leader said, "As for the Flying Sword, I think in the future you will need to forge it yourself."
Lingfeng exhaled and said, "Alright, my cultivation level isn't high right now anyway, so I can forge it later. But what should we call this iron rod? We can't just keep calling it an iron rod; that sounds a bit awkward."
The Sect Leader chuckled and said, "Then you will have to come up with a name for it yourself."
This iron rod was solidly constructed without any gaps in the middle, which was quite good. Lingfeng blurted out, "I think Connecting Rod sounds pretty good. Let's call it Connecting Rod from now on." After thinking for a moment, he added, "But this Connecting Rod is a bit too bulky; I can't just carry it around everywhere."
"That's not really a problem," Azure Vine interjected. "Although this rod isn't a Celestial Weapon, it's still a high-quality medium-grade item. As long as you engrave some runes on it, the rod can be made to extend and retract freely."
Lingfeng's eyes lit up as he exclaimed, "So it's just like Sun Wukong's Golden Staff!"
Azure Vine shook his head. "It can't compare to Sun Wukong's Golden Staff. The Golden Staff is a Celestial Weapon and has its own spirit. The Connecting Rod with runes can indeed extend and retract, but there are limitations. It can shrink to one meter long and can expand up to three meters at most."
"That's enough!" Lingfeng thought to himself; with such a treasure, he would have enough face.
"However, the Demon Suppression Sect primarily uses sword techniques. The predecessors haven't practiced any staff techniques!" The Sect Leader frowned.
Azure Vine was momentarily speechless. Although the Demon Suppression Sect was also a major sect, its disciples throughout history had only practiced sword techniques and were completely ignorant of staff techniques.
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