I am dying of old age, and I have awakened to the character of longevity.

After a long daze, Xie An finally came back to his senses and asked, "What happened after that?"

Wei Dian sighed, "I only heard about these things. I wasn't even born when Old Master Tang was in his prime. I regret not being born thirty years earlier to witness that upright and just figure."

Although Xie An felt that being born thirty years earlier was an exaggeration, he understood the sentiment and also wanted to see Old Master Tang's demeanor back then.

"When I went to the county town a while ago, I heard that Tangjiabao is vigorously recruiting talents, trying to find someone to inherit Old Master Tang's unique skills. They also said that Old Master Tang is nearing the end of his life. Does Head Wei know the inside story?"

Perhaps after hearing about Old Master Tang's past deeds, Xie An felt a little worried in his heart. He didn't want such an old man to simply disappear.

Wei Dian shook his head, "How could I know about the situation of such a great figure? However, I heard that Old Master Tang was seriously injured a few years ago because he conspired with our two sect leaders on something. This accelerated his aging. It was also at that time that Old Master Tang let Tang Qingyun enter the Tiger Wolf Sect to take office as an elder in the Examination Hall."

So that's how it is.

No wonder a big shot like Tang Qingyun would work in the Tiger Wolf Sect. Perhaps Tangjiabao and the Tiger Wolf Sect reached some agreement.

However, Xie An really couldn't imagine how perverted a person would have to be to seriously injure a powerful existence like Old Master Tang.

Qingwu County, this small place, actually hides dragons and crouching tigers, a gathering of talents.

Not to mention Nanyang Prefecture outside… and the Great Qian Dynasty.

Xie An couldn't help but have the idea of going out to see the world's events in the future.

If it were in his previous life, a backpack and a train ticket would be enough for a trip, and then all kinds of photos and check-ins to post on WeChat Moments.

But in this chaotic world, without enough strength, going outside is not to see the world, but to become a fat sheep in the eyes of bandits. You wouldn't survive a few days…

Cough cough cough.

Wei Dian coughed again at this time, his body becoming weaker and weaker.

"Since you want to practice the Heavy Mountain Saber, I can give you some pointers so you can avoid some detours."

Xie An had just roughly read the moves and mental techniques of the Heavy Mountain Saber and knew that it was extremely difficult to cultivate.

And his Longevity Destiny was only effective for health cultivation techniques or other things related to longevity. It had no effect on martial arts. A big shot like Meng Hu had spent a full thirty-eight years to cultivate the Heavy Mountain Saber.

Xie An didn't think he was a martial arts genius, so naturally, having Wei Dian impart his experience would be twice the result with half the effort, a rare opportunity.

But…

"Head Wei, your body is not well, I'd better figure it out myself."

"I know my own body. I don't need you to worry about it. Besides, I'm a martial artist. Instead of waiting for death in bed, it's better to swing a few sabers happily. Go, go, go, let's go to the courtyard, stop dawdling." Wei Dian grabbed Xie An's arm and dragged him towards the courtyard.

…

In the courtyard.

Xie An looked at the handwritten copy of the Heavy Mountain Saber while watching Wei Dian practice the saber techniques, referring to each other, verifying each other, and increasing his understanding and comprehension.

Even though Wei Dian's body had reached the point where the oil was exhausted and the lamp was dry, he was, after all, a martial artist who had reached the Great Accomplishment of the Copper Skin Realm. Stimulating the Qi and blood in his body and stirring around him, he still burst out with extremely strong deterrence, not at all like a dying patient.

Wei Dian would sometimes advance and slash forward, sometimes turn around and chop horizontally, and sometimes lift the saber to the left and right. It was natural, powerful and majestic. Twenty years of accumulation in cultivating the Heavy Mountain Saber was steadily released.

Xie An, standing three feet away, felt an extremely strong saber wind sweeping over, causing the skin on his face to ripple.

What a powerful saber!

Is this the power of the Heavy Mountain Saber?

It's much better than the Fuyang Saber Technique.

"The core of the Heavy Mountain Saber is to mainly train strength, with speed as a supplement. Treat the saber as your third hand, and add all the Qi and blood strength to the saber, making the saber as heavy as Mount Tai. This is the Blade Pressing Technique."

"The core of entry is Blade Pressing. Pressing the blade is like clenching a fist. The heavier you press, the greater the saber momentum. Back then, I was too eager to temper the subsequent moves without passing the Blade Pressing, which led to my going into Qi Deviation and the reversal of Qi and blood."

"The sect leader has ten years of horizontal training and twenty years of health cultivation. With these thirty years of foundation, he achieved great success in Blade Pressing in one fell swoop. He really achieved the Blade Pressing Technique like splitting Mount Hua with force."

Xie An listened very carefully.

He also had a preliminary understanding of the Heavy Mountain Saber.

For example, ordinary saber techniques only regard the saber as a weapon.

But the Heavy Mountain Saber is different. It emphasizes treating the saber as one's third hand, and also requires pouring the Qi and blood strength of the whole body into the saber. Just like a person clenching a fist.

This is the Blade Pressing Technique.

Just knowing these is useless.

The difficulty of operating it is too great.

But with Wei Dian personally demonstrating, it is different.

He avoided a lot of detours.

Xie An stared with wide eyes, trying to memorize every subtle movement of Wei Dian in his heart.

He only heard Wei Dian's voice continue to come.

"Once you learn Blade Pressing, you have entered the Heavy Mountain Saber. Subsequent Knife Nurturing and Saber Drawing can bring out the true meaning of 'Heavy Mountain'.

The so-called Heavy Mountain means one mountain and one water, one pass, the water is wide and the sky is high, and the saber becomes self-made. If you cultivate the Heavy Mountain Saber to the ninth level, even a Great Martial Master can't resist it."

As the voice fell, Wei Dian slashed out with the broad saber in his hand, and the blade instantly reached an inch above the ground. But he didn't slash down, but stopped abruptly. Only the saber wind was left, blowing away the dust on the ground.

"This is the Blade Pressing Technique, gathering strength in the saber without leaking it. If you can hold the saber, you can hold the momentum. When the momentum is released, it will be like thunder rolling."

After saying that, Wei Dian pressed the saber down.

It only moved an inch down, but when the blade slashed on the ground, it caused a major earthquake, cutting open a crack a zhang long, with flying sand and rocks.

Xie An was numb.

This is the Blade Pressing Technique?!

"I have been practicing the Heavy Mountain Saber for twenty years, and I have barely reached the level of the First Mountain. That's probably the power." Wei Dian looked at the dust on the ground and showed a satisfied expression, "Have you seen it clearly?"

Xie An then came back to his senses, "Yes."

"You try it." Wei Dian threw the broad saber in his hand to Xie An.

Xie An took Wei Dian's saber.

It was light and fluttering, not much different from plastic.

Xie An felt that the effect of using this saber would not be good, so he cupped his hands and declined, "Head, I'm still used to using my own saber."

Wei Dian "Heh"d and said, "You look down on my saber, don't you? Let me see your saber."

Wei Dian, who had been cultivating sabers for twenty years, was very particular about sabers. He believed that his saber was already first-class and would never be looked down upon by an enforcer like Xie An. He was curious to take Xie An's saber.

He almost dropped it as soon as he took it!

So heavy!

He used a little force to hold Xie An's forty-jin broad saber.

In order to avoid embarrassment, Wei Dian waved the broad saber majestically a few times before stuffing it back into Xie An's scabbard.

"Okay, okay, you dare to wield such a heavy saber. Then use your own."

Although he said it easily, Wei Dian was shocked in his heart.

The weight of the saber just now was conservatively estimated at forty jin.

To completely control such a heavy saber, one's single arm strength must be at least eight hundred jin. This powerlifting has already exceeded the Second Pass martial artist who has just entered the Refined Flesh Realm.

Can Xie An do it?

Moreover, if this guy really relies on health cultivation to lift eight hundred jin, then he can be compared to a master who has been practicing health cultivation for more than ten years. With a forty-jin heavy saber, he might really be able to perform the Heavy Mountain Saber.

Thinking of this, there was a little more fiery heat and expectation in Wei Dian's eyes as he stared at Xie An.