Put Away Your Divine Techniques Now!-Chapter 1004 - 295: [Brute?]

After the carriage had been moving for half a day, Chen Yan pulled open the curtain to take a look outside and curiously asked, "We’ve been traveling for so long, why are we still heading south and not west?"

Sitting inside the carriage, Yun Zhao laughed heartily, holding a wine jug in his hand, and said, "If we head directly west, we would arrive in seven or eight days, so why leave so early?

I already told you, we’re going to travel the scenic route, since it’s a journey, naturally we’ll take some detours."

As he spoke, he swept the food off the table with a roll of his sleeve, spread out a map of the Southern Border on the table, and began to explain to Chen Yan, "We’ll head south first, travel for two days, cross Iron Flow River, then climb Two Realms Mountain, where we can see the Jade Hanging Waterfall!

That’s a famous sight in the Southern Border; although it’s the dry season now, the Jade Hanging Waterfall can’t compare to its full glory in summer, but it’s still worth seeing.

After visiting the Jade Hanging Waterfall, we’ll return north, travel up Iron Flow River against the current to Red Cloud River, where we can switch to a boat and go southwest along the river, witnessing the magnificent landscapes of Red Cloud."

Yun Zhao spoke with enthusiasm and excitement, and after listening, Chen Yan made sure that he would indeed have enough time, ensuring they wouldn’t miss the date of the Heaven-Crashing Ceremony, and so he agreed to the plan.

Since they were traveling together, they rode during the day, then stopped to rest at night, sleeping inside the carriage.

The carriage was like a small room, providing ample space for the two of them to stay comfortably.

As for Liang, he never set foot inside the carriage, even when resting, he would simply find a big tree, lean against the trunk, and fall asleep.

That night, Chen Yan actively prepared some food.

He washed the dried bamboo shoots and vegetables he brought with him, stuffed them into a clay pot, added some dried meat from the Fierce Beast Race, chopped it into pieces and put it in the pot, then seasoned it with various spices and poured in some cooking wine to remove the odor.

Finally, he lit a fire and simmered it for over an hour, creating a pot of bamboo shoot stew with meat.

Although the bamboo shoots and dried vegetables were mundane earthly foods Chen Yan brought from the real world, not comparable to Domain Realm’s spiritual ingredients, their taste was decent.

The Hunting Beast’s meat had the innate effect of warming the body and driving away the cold, proving to be quite effective for moisture prevention.

When the pot was finished, not only did Yun Zhao eat and praise it repeatedly, but even the stoic Liang couldn’t resist eating a couple more bites.

After dinner, Chen Yan deliberately tried to make conversation with Liang, who still appeared indifferent, but his gaze towards Chen Yan was merely cold, not impatient.

Chen Yan intentionally stepped out of the carriage to stretch his muscles, took out a sword and practiced some so-called "swordsmanship" that he had picked up randomly.

Actually, it was something he occasionally observed the preparatory disciples of the outer courtyard practicing during early lessons at the Joyful Sect, a routine used by the Celestial Demon Yin Yang Joyful Sect for outer courtyard preparatory disciples to enhance their sword skill.

This wasn’t even considered proper swordsmanship, merely a few movements to improve sword skill.

Instead of calling it swordsmanship, it might as well be called sword exercises. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

After watching it a few times, Chen Yan remembered, but after occasionally practicing a few times, he didn’t practice much thereafter.

Today, on purpose, he wielded the sword and performed a few moves in front of Liang.

Before he could finish the pose after one round of sword exercises, he heard Liang behind him, who had been napping against the tree, suddenly open his eyes and coldly said, "The Joyful Sect’s sword exercises you perform probably wouldn’t even kill a wooden dummy."

Chen Yan didn’t mind. He had already heard from Steward Ma that Liang’s identity was not simple, being a skilled member of the Black Feathered Sparrow Tribe.

Since he encountered an expert, Chen Yan naturally took the chance wherever he could.

Sure enough, when Liang spoke, Chen Yan was secretly delighted!

There’s an opportunity!

He put away his sword, turned around, and looked up at Liang with a bitter smile, "Senior, your insight is incredible! When I was in the sect, I was judged to have no natural talent for swordsmanship.

But when traveling, one has to practice some fighting skills, otherwise, encountering danger, dueling barehanded is too much of a disadvantage.

I know I lack talent in swordsmanship, but no one guides me on what else I should practice."

Liang frowned and stared at Chen Yan for a while, his gaze seemed to carry a degree of assessment.

Finally, he sighed lightly, "Fine, after eating your pot of stew with good taste tonight, I’ll teach you something as compensation."

After speaking, he flicked his finger, sending a Jade Scroll flying to Chen Yan’s hand.

"Within it is a set of Sword Control Skills that I learned in my youth, which I no longer use, so I’ll give it to you to practice.

You might not lack talent for swordsmanship, but I see your Primordial Qi is solid, and your Divine Sense is resilient. But for some reason, your control over Primordial Qi is straightforward and crude, as if you have not carefully refined the small techniques for controlling and utilizing Qi.

A sword is the most particular about technique, especially the small techniques. Your utilization of Qi is too rough, thus unsuitable for a sword.

My set of Sword Control Skills takes a straightforward approach, not requiring intricate techniques, most suitable for someone simple like you."

Chen Yan froze.

Me? Simpleton?!