Chapter Four, Spiritual Protection.

方岩尚未反应过来, 那小蝶已一掌击在他肩上, 道: ``快让开!'' Translated Result: Before Fang Yan could react, Xiao Die had already hit his shoulder with a palm and said, "Quickly move aside!"

Fang Yan quickly supported him, and where he touched, it was unexpectedly icy cold. He hurriedly felt the rest of his body, which was soft but also as cold as ice. Even though Fang Yan's internal strength cultivation was not low, he couldn't help but shiver from the cold. When he felt his pulse, he couldn't feel anything at all.

The black-robed swordsman continued to teach him the following moves, explaining and demonstrating while dancing with his sword. However, before he could finish explaining one move, he had just finished demonstrating another move, and had not yet begun to explain it. Suddenly, the black-robed swordsman stumbled and grabbed onto a nearby rock, which was shaking and about to collapse.

Fang Yan felt both nervous and joyful in his heart, holding onto the black-robed swordsman without daring to move.

After speaking, he unexpectedly drew out a knife and directly attacked Fang Yan.

At a young age, Fang Yan was still ignorant of what Xiaodie was referring to. The black-clothed swordsman, experienced in the ways of the world, understood it clearly and couldn't help but feel both angry and amused as he said, "You little girl, it's amazing that you could come up with such a thing! Are you jealous of this child?"

The black-robed swordsman watched as Xiaodie left, his eyes clear and warm, even Fang Yan's heart was filled with a peaceful warmth, quietly flowing.

Little Butterfly said: "Do you remember to come back early, it's almost dawn." With that, she pouted and gracefully left, her figure as elegant and graceful as a flying butterfly.

The Black-robed Swordsman has already awakened, although he has not fully recovered yet. But as Fang Yan is in danger, he has no choice but to draw his sword.

The black-robed swordsman walked outside the cave and sat down on a rock. His complexion had improved a lot, and there was still a faint silver-white light swirling around him, reflecting the pale red glow of the rising sun, making his figure elegant and refined. However, there was a hint of sadness and loneliness between his eyebrows. He absentmindedly watched the bright red sun rise and hang low in the sky, casting a golden-red border on the dark scenery, revealing brilliance in the ordinary and joy in the loneliness. It was dawn. He absentmindedly watched the bright red sun rise and hang low in the sky, casting a golden-red border on the dark scenery, revealing brilliance in the ordinary and joy in the loneliness. It was dawn.

A plain sword, yet so fast that it's unimaginable where it came from.

Fang Yan was startled and quickly said, "No, Big Brother, you have saved my life and taught me your skills. I am deeply grateful in my heart and will never do anything that would harm you."

After watching him for a moment, Xiaodie's expression changed and she finally stamped her foot and said, "I have been worried since he got so close to you. Sooner or later, you will know who he is. Maybe he will reveal his true identity at any time. Then we... Hmph, it's better to tell you to keep your mouth shut forever!"

Unable to think of a solution, Fang Yan felt the icy coldness on his face. However, since everything except his eyes was tightly wrapped in a mask, he couldn't tell what his expression was like or even detect his breathing. Although the black-clothed swordsman had said he was fine before passing out, the current situation didn't look like he was okay. Moreover, although Fang Yan had never seen the true face of the black-clothed swordsman, he had long known that he was kind-hearted and always considered others. Perhaps he just said he was fine to comfort Fang Yan!

Fang Yan was greatly surprised, and quickly supported him, saying, "Big brother, what's wrong?"

Many people have seen him practicing swordsmanship. Although his swordsmanship seems unfamiliar and elusive, there is no special power to be seen. They only say that he must have learned it randomly from somewhere as a child, and they don't take it seriously.

Fang Yannan murmured, "Shu...Big Brother!"

He took a few steps back, kowtowed to the black-robed swordsman three times, and slowly walked down the mountain.

Fang Yan knew that the Black-clothed Big Brother had arrived, so he quickly got up to pay his respects.

The black-robed swordsman obviously possesses considerable spiritual power, and his color is pure white, indicating excellent character and a stable foundation. But who exactly is he? As mentioned by Xiaodie, there are not many people like him, and it is easy to guess. However, Fang Yan cannot figure it out, after all, he does not have the "slight experience" that Xiaodie mentioned.

The black-robed swordsman glanced at Fang Yan, smiled slightly, adjusted his clothes slightly, but did not put on the mask again. He casually lifted his sword and said to Fang Yan, "Let me teach you the unfinished move."

Little Butterfly said: "But he knows too much, he can't stay."

As usual, the black-robed swordsman demonstrated and explained, teaching Fang Yan step by step. However, Fang Yan's mind was not fully focused, and it took him half an hour to roughly understand the essence of the sword technique.

The black-robed swordsman sighed, "It seems that my fate with him has come to an end. Well, you go outside for now. I will finish teaching him the lessons I have for today, give him some instructions, and then leave. I won't teach him anymore, and you must not harm him, understood?"

Under the urgency, Fang Yan decided to uncover his mask and find out the truth. Even if the Black Robed Swordsman woke up and scolded him severely, he couldn't care less. Even if he got angry and slapped himself to death, his life was originally saved by him. Moreover, considering the temperament of the Black Robed Swordsman, he would not be so fierce; and if he didn't make a prompt decision and check his injuries, he might be in danger.

Fang Yandao: "How could I blame my sister-in-law? You, is it not difficult for you to be together?"

Fortunately, a sword appeared at this moment.

Small butterfly's eyes softened as she said, "If you agree, then it's settled. But can your body handle it?"

Black Robe Swordsman said: "You know, it's not like you don't know that after the outburst, everything will be fine. Right now, it's just a little tired, but it will be better later."

Later, he came to know that if Xiaodie had only hit him with one palm, it would have been a great stroke of luck for him.

Little Butterfly lowered her head and said, "You always think the best of people. It seems like you haven't suffered enough losses. I, on the other hand, am very worried. Moreover, moreover, I think Fang Yan has ulterior motives!"

The black-robed swordsman has a soft heart. Seeing him like this, there is a touch of reluctance. He gently comforts, "There is no need for this. Although I no longer teach you, I know that you are from the Zhenyuan Escort Agency. When the opportunity arises, I will naturally come to see you. Since you regard me as a brother, how could I not protect you as a younger brother?"

But what appeared before him was a very handsome face, with a clear and elegant demeanor between the eyebrows, and a young age, at most about twenty-five or twenty-six years old. But at this moment, this face was extremely pale, with cold touch, and a faint breath when sniffed.

After walking a few steps, suddenly heard the black-robed swordsman calling from behind, "Xiaoyan!"

When Fang Yan lifted the mask of the Black Robed Swordsman, he had already considered that if the Black Robed Swordsman became angry and killed him, he would owe him a life. But now, it is not the Black Robed Swordsman who is taking his life, but his wife, Xiaodie. He owes his life to the Black Robed Swordsman, but not to Xiaodie, especially since the Black Robed Swordsman and Xiaodie clearly have different views on human life. He still remembers when he was terrified by Xiaodie's horrifying method of killing and passed out, the Black Robed Swordsman also let out a scream. He owes his life to the Black Robed Swordsman, but not to Xiaodie, especially since the Black Robed Swordsman and Xiaodie clearly have different views on human life. He still remembers when he was terrified by Xiaodie's horrifying method of killing and passed out, the Black Robed Swordsman also let out a scream.

After a year had passed, Fang Yan had already learned all forty-nine styles of the Liuyun Sword Technique. The black-clothed swordsman then passed on to him another set of sword techniques called the Tianlei Sword Technique. However, after only one transmission, something went wrong, and Fang Yan did something that he regretted for two whole years.

The black-robed swordsman also keeps his promise. After midnight, he will come and ask Fang Yan to demonstrate what he has learned before, pointing out and correcting any mistakes in his teaching. Then he will teach him several more sword techniques. Depending on Fang Yan's progress in swordsmanship, he will teach him two to four more techniques. At first, Fang Yan's progress was very slow, and he only taught him two techniques each time. Later, Fang Yan's understanding of swordsmanship increased, and he became more diligent. The number of techniques taught also increased. At most, he taught him five techniques at once. However, when they met again next month, Fang Yan's understanding of these five techniques was still lacking. At first, Fang Yan's progress was very slow, and he only taught him two techniques each time. Later, Fang Yan's understanding of swordsmanship increased, and he became more diligent. The number of techniques taught also increased. At most, he taught him five techniques at once. However, when they met again next month, Fang Yan's understanding of these five techniques was still lacking.

Upon further consideration, if an ordinary person were to be covered with such a thick veil, it would inevitably affect their breathing. Although the black-robed swordsman has high martial arts skills and usually does not care about his breathing, would this veil affect his weak breathing (if there is any) after being injured, causing further harm?

This palm strike hurts so much, and Fang Yan was forcefully pushed back. But he couldn't help but feel annoyed, thinking to himself, "I'm just trying to save someone, why be so ruthless?"

Even two years later, when Fang Yan recalled this thrilling scene, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. Two years later, he still didn't have the confidence to avoid this move!

Little Butterfly looks very aggrieved and says, "This kid doesn't know the severity of the situation. He casually lifted your veil and even discovered the protective spiritual energy on your body. As long as he describes your appearance to someone and reveals your martial arts skills, people with some experience will easily see through your identity."

He took a long breath, as if finally letting go of the heavy burden in his heart. Throughout this year, he had been worried that the black-robed swordsman would be pursued and killed. Today, seeing the black-robed swordsman suddenly faint, his worries grew even stronger. Although he knew that the black-robed swordsman had extremely high martial arts skills and he probably couldn't help much, he still hoped to do his best to help the black-robed swordsman get out of trouble. But if the two of them had only fled to a distant place out of fear of being separated from their children, it would be much better. At least, even if their families caught up with them, they might not necessarily take their lives. Although he knew that the black-robed swordsman had extremely high martial arts skills and he probably couldn't help much, he still hoped to do his best to help the black-robed swordsman get out of trouble. But if the two of them had only fled to a distant place out of fear of being separated from their children, it would be much better. At least, even if their families caught up with them, they might not necessarily take their lives.

After Shu Wangxing finished speaking, he waved his sleeves and stood up. He flew down the mountain. Although it was still daytime, his lightning-fast figure was no longer discernible to the naked eye of an ordinary person.

The black-robed swordsman remains masked, but his eyes shine like stars. He shakes his head lightly and says, "The Flowing Cloud Sword Technique emphasizes being free and easy, going with the flow, having no desires or expectations, and being naturally calm. On the other hand, the Heavenly Tears Sword Technique emphasizes using a heart full of compassion for heaven and earth to cleanse the injustices and darkness of the world. In Buddhist terms, it is the great compassion of the heart, and in secular terms, it is love. It cannot be like the Flowing Cloud Sword Technique, which only seeks self-protection and goes with the flow. The two have vastly different sword principles. You are still young and have only recently entered the world of swordsmanship, so it is not necessary to force yourself to understand it all at once."

Fang Yan hesitated and said, "Wouldn't you like to rest for a moment first?"

The black-robed swordsman obviously forced himself to draw his sword to stop Xiaodie from hurting others. Afterward, his body was swaying, but he still glared at Xiaodie with a blaming look.

Butterfly carefully examined the situation of the black-robed swordsman, helped him put on his clothes, and assisted him in sitting cross-legged.

But the vital points of the vest of the Black Robe Swordsman do not accept any internal energy, as if they are against a stone. What's even more terrifying is that the internal energy he wants to input has nowhere to go, and there is a sign of backlash. Fortunately, Fang Yan discovered it in time. The "Spring Wind and Rain" technique is extremely gentle, and he managed to withdraw his energy in time without getting hurt.

The black-robed swordsman sighed, "Forget it, let's just go out for a walk and take a breath."

The Black Robed Swordsman said: "Xiaodie is stubborn and suspicious. It was not easy for us to be together, and she is afraid that any careless mistake will separate us again. That's why she behaves like this. Don't blame her."

As Fang Yan was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he saw Xiaodie also exhale a breath and then stare at him fiercely, asking, "Why did you uncover your face mask? Who instructed you to do so? Do you already know who he is? Who I am? Are you going to betray us?"

Fang Yan had no idea what Xiaodie was referring to. He was pushed back by the questioning and said, "I just wanted to check his injuries. Did the big brother not tell me who he is? How would I know?"

The black-robed swordsman seems to have regained some consciousness, naturally forming a posture of sitting and practicing, indicating that he has started to use internal energy to heal himself.

Little Butterfly angrily said, "Look at how he's swearing and making vows! Just now, he took off his clothes and hugged you, and yet you're still defending him like this. I really doubt whether all those times in the cave were really for teaching or for some other shameful activities."

Fang Yan nodded and agreed. Seeing that he not only did not blame him, but also gave him much comfort, he felt much better in his heart. He also deeply felt that this black-robed swordsman was considerate of others and respected him even more as both a teacher and a brother.

Fortunately, as soon as he drew his sword, Xiaodie immediately stopped and supported him.

The black-robed swordsman smiled and said, "Rest assured. Although this cold poison is powerful, it cannot harm me. If I wanted to force the poison out, I could have done it long ago. I just thought that since someone can use poison to cultivate their skills and turn poison into strength, why can't I turn this cold poison into my own inner strength? So after being infected with the cold poison, I found that with my inner and spiritual strength, I could completely protect myself from being fatally injured. With nothing else to do and no enemies to disturb me, I managed to convert the power of the cold poison into my own inner strength. After three years, it was surprisingly effective. Although the cold poison has not been completely eliminated, the frequency of its attacks has decreased. This attack occurred four months after the last one, and I thought it would not happen again. I think the possibility of another attack should be even lower after this one."

The black-robed swordsman gently patted Fang Yan's shoulder and said to Xiao Die, "I trust this child."

The black-robed swordsman, although pale and haggard, still exuded a noble aura, and a faint silver light lingered around his body. It was only then that Fang Yan realized that this silver light was the swordsman's protective spiritual energy.

Xiaodie's knife skills are extremely brilliant. If it were the Fang Yan from a year ago, I'm afraid he wouldn't even have the qualification to fight back. However, Fang Yan has been taught swordsmanship by the black-robed swordsman and has been exceptionally diligent. His swordsmanship has reached a certain level, and he moves and dodges while occasionally using a move or two from the Flowing Cloud Sword Technique. Although he is forced into a very embarrassing situation, he manages to hold on for a while.

On that day, Fang Yan arrived at the cave before the hour of the pig as usual. As he had just started learning the Tianlei sword technique, which was quite different from the Liuyun sword technique in terms of sword style, he found it very difficult to practice. Therefore, he felt quite uneasy, fearing that the man in black would be dissatisfied with him when he was tested later. So he just sat there, holding his sword and silently pondering the subtleties of the sword technique.

Since studying swordsmanship under the Black Robed Swordsman, Fang Yan has always met him in the cave and learned swordsmanship there. Fang Yan is straightforward by nature, and although he is extremely curious about the origins of the Black Robed Swordsman, he knows that he does not want others to know. Even though he always arrives early, he never deliberately investigates or waits outside the cave, and has never seen him outside the cave. When he gives orders, Fang Yan quickly follows him out of the cave.

Fang Yan was greatly shocked. He really didn't expect that, when he tried to save someone, not only did he slap Xiaodie, but he even wanted to kill her to keep her quiet! What kind of secret do she and the man in black have that cannot be known by others?

"Black Robed Swordsman said: 'It's no bother. Go ahead and take the sword quickly.'

Fang Yan stood silently on the side, watching the swordsman in black. The swordsman in black said nothing, and he did not bring it up either. But he already understood in his heart that the swordsman in black might have decided to listen to Xiao Die's words and no longer meet with him.

But Xiaodie's swordsmanship is indeed too powerful. Fang Yan struggled to defend himself, and in a moment of carelessness, his left shoulder was hit, causing his speed to slow down even more.

He originally thought that the black-clothed swordsman had been wearing a mask all along, fearing that there might be some obvious facial defects or scars that could easily attract the attention of enemies.

Fang Yandao: "If that's the case, I won't have much to worry about."

Fang Yan quickly turned around.

The Black-robed Swordsman said, "I'm fine!"

After an unknown amount of time, someone sighed and said, "You shouldn't work too hard. You're still growing, and it's not a joke to harm your body."

The slender eyebrows of Xiaodie are high and well-shaped, and her bright eyes are as cold as a cold pool. She said, "I absolutely forbid you to be with him! I am worried!"

The black-robed swordsman smiled and said, "Even so, what does it matter? Who among ordinary people can do anything to us? Moreover, if there are any signs of trouble, we can just leave with our legs under us. Even if we were discovered by them, our children are already grown up. What can they do to us?"

Fang Yan dodged quickly, but it was quite difficult. However, Xiaodie quickly changed her move and swung downwards, aiming directly at the chest. It seemed like she would split a heart into two halves!

Fang Yan exclaimed in surprise, "So it turns out that you have been avoiding attention because of this. I always thought that you must have a very powerful enemy who wanted to harm you!"

Only saw the black-robed swordsman looking deeply at him and said, "My name is Shu Wangxing. Just keep it in your heart and don't mention it to others."

Fang Yan straightened his heart and lifted the veil of the black-clothed swordsman.

方岩道: "Actually, regardless of who my eldest brother is, in my heart, he is just my eldest brother, my master. I would never do anything that is harmful to him. Does my sister-in-law not believe me?"

Fang Yan finally learned the name of his benefactor who taught him.

Xiaodie said, "I never wanted to kill innocent people! But I am really worried that our identities will be exposed!"

Fang Yan tried to use his internal force to help him expel the cold, but was still bounced back by a mysterious force! Fang Yan was at a loss, so he untied his own clothes and then the clothes of the black-robed swordsman to warm him with his skin. He felt that the black-robed swordsman's skin was soft and smooth, but extremely cold, even colder than holding an ice block in the coldest winter. After a while, Fang Yan himself felt freezing all over, almost stiff, and had to muster all his strength to use the "Spring Wind and Rain" technique to dispel the extreme cold. He felt that the black-robed swordsman's skin was soft and smooth, but extremely cold, even colder than holding an ice block in the coldest winter. After a while, Fang Yan himself felt freezing all over, almost stiff, and had to muster all his strength to use the "Spring Wind and Rain" technique to dispel the extreme cold.

Fang Yan, however, could not dodge no matter what. This speed, strength, agility, and strangeness were beyond his martial arts skills.

So when Xiaodie draws her sword, Fang Yan immediately draws his sword as well, no matter how slim the chance of escape is, it's always better than waiting for death.

The black-robed swordsman sighed, "After so many years, you still haven't changed your temper! How can you treat human life as a child's play just for your own selfish desires?"

Fang Yan lowered his head and said, "Yes," with tears shimmering in his eyes.

Fang Yan grew up in a escort agency. He had seen many cases of treating wounded soldiers, but had never encountered such a situation before. He had to use the most common method to heal him, pressing his hand against the back of the man's heart and using the "Spring Wind and Rain" technique to activate his internal force and try to input it into the body of the man in black. Although he knew that the man in black was far superior in martial arts, his slight internal force might not be helpful to him, but he had no choice.

Afterwards, Fang Yanbian nursed his injuries in his own room while contemplating the swordsmanship taught by his eldest brother. Late at night, when the surroundings were quiet, he continued to diligently practice swordsmanship in the courtyard.

What's worse, Tian Xiaofeng from Shenfeng Villa has determined that the bandit who died in the rivers and lakes was killed by the notorious and vicious Wentiandao technique. Tian Xiaofeng even suspected that it was the work of Xie Wentian, but Fang Yan knew that the one who made the move was a beautiful and extremely unruly woman. As for Fang Yan's swordsmanship, he has only just begun to learn it this year. How can he compete with this woman who possesses the unique skill of Wentiandao?

As expected, the black-robed swordsman sighed and said, "I cannot personally teach you the Full Sky Tears Sword Technique. Now that you have seen my true face, if I continue to meet with you every month, Xiaodie will be worried. If she gets angry and secretly takes your life, I won't be able to save you."

The gaze of the black-robed swordsman was surprisingly gentle. He said, "Yes, I thought we could never be together in this lifetime. But later on, we both gave up everything and finally could be together."

As usual, Fang Yan demonstrated the Flowing Cloud Sword technique once, and then performed the two moves of the Heavenly Tears Sword technique that he had already learned. He had practiced the Flowing Cloud Sword technique diligently for a year and had become extremely proficient, but he felt ashamed of his own inadequacy in the two moves of the Heavenly Tears Sword technique. After finishing the practice, he stood with his head down and said, "I have let down my big brother's high expectations."

Shu Wangxing! Shu Wangxing! He chewed on these three words along the way, as if he wanted to engrave them into his heart.

On the fifteenth day of each month, as soon as it gets dark, Fang Yan promptly closes the door and pretends to sleep, but then jumps out of the window and returns to the mountain cave to wait for the arrival of the black-robed swordsman. Because the black-robed swordsman has always been extremely mysterious, keeping his origins, name, and martial arts school a secret, it is believed that he must have formidable enemies or other hidden secrets that he does not want others to know about. Therefore, he is extremely cautious along the way, fearing that he might be followed and cause harm to the black-clad brother. Because the black-robed swordsman has always been extremely mysterious, keeping his origins, name, and martial arts school a secret, it is believed that he must have formidable enemies or other hidden secrets that he does not want others to know about. Therefore, he is extremely cautious along the way, fearing that he might be followed and cause harm to the black-clad brother.

However, Fang Yan still had something on his mind. He asked, "The poison that Brother was inflicted with seems to be a very powerful cold poison! The person who could administer such a poison must also be very powerful, right?"

At this moment, a strange thing suddenly happened. A faint silver light, intangible and formless, began to flow around the black-robed swordsman. It was indescribable, but Fang Yan clearly felt that the intense cold pressure had greatly diminished. Wherever the faint silver light reached, it seemed as if it was being enveloped by a warm winter sun, weakening the chill significantly. And Fang Yan also gradually felt the black-robed swordsman's heart beating slightly!

At this moment, suddenly came the scream of a woman.

After a moment, a figure flashed in front of him. It was the wife of the black-clothed swordsman, Fang Yan, who had not seen the knife-wielding woman who killed without blinking for a year. The black-clothed swordsman called her Xiaodie.

But his voice had already changed, and when he finished speaking, the person had fallen to the ground and fainted.

He had heard predecessors mention that the protective spiritual energy is generated by the spiritual power of the cultivator. Spiritual power and internal power are different but closely related. A person with strong spiritual power can exert double the power even if their internal power is not high, while someone with profound internal power can also accelerate the cultivation of spiritual power. Depending on the martial arts practiced and the individual's character, the color of the protective spiritual energy varies. Silver-white is considered normal, but there are also various colors such as light yellow, light purple, and light pink. The protective spiritual energy is highly spiritual and has the ability to protect the owner in times of danger. However, it is extremely sensitive to impurity and distracting thoughts. Once the distracting thoughts become excessive or there is too much bloodshed, the protective spiritual energy will decrease or even disappear. At the same time, the internal power will also be severely affected, and one may even fall into demonic cultivation. This places high demands on cultivators, who must have a pure temperament and a mind free of distractions. Because of this, cultivating spiritual power is extremely difficult, and apart from the monastic cultivators, few worldly experts practice it. Very few people can cultivate to the extent of generating protective spiritual energy. However, it is said that many monastic cultivators from Shaolin and Wudang have reached high levels of cultivation, and in the secular world, there are still people practicing in the Tian Shui Palace in the East Sea and the Yuan Yue Valley in Zhongnan Mountain, but no one has ever seen them.

Little Butterfly snorted coldly, and the steel sword went straight towards the door of Fang Yan's face.