Legend of the Heavenly Swordsman
Ch.7 - Lantern

Fu Chen again questioned the matter of his dantian to Tang Shu. All the blasphemies he received slightly offended him.

"Why do you still doubt that Chen'er? Didn't you see it for yourself if your dantian core was gold?" tang Shu said casually.

Fu Chen's eyes widened in disbelief at his father, he only remembered that because he was too busy thinking about the ridicule that the audience was throwing at that time.

"D-where did you know that?" yanya Fu Chen with a full gaze of inquiry.

"Haha..dad will tell you when you're eight years old.." Tang Shu got up from her squatting position and wagged her dirty pants.

"But father.." Fu Chen said.

"Don't you just have to wait another month? Father will also only train you when you are eight years old" Tang Shu said.

Fu Chen wanted to answer, but his words were cut back by Tang Shu.

"What's wrong with waiting a little longer? Consider it a time of rest for you. Oh yes, go home and help your mother make lanterns, tomorrow night our village will celebrate the annual Festival," tang Shu said as he gathered the grass he had cut.

"really? I didn't realize it had been a year since then!" Fu Chen giggled in amusement to answer him.

"Haha.you still remember that apparently." Tang Shu suddenly threw the sickle he was holding onto Fu Chen, the look on his face slightly changed. Fu Chen who saw it immediately dodged as far away from the sickle as possible.

"How do you want to learn to sword if you just catch that sickle you're scared?" Tang Shu left Fu Chen still hiding in the pile of grass, the smile on his face looking very stiff.

"Is dad angry?" Fu Chen sat down, he then got up and headed towards the sickle that his father had thrown.

"Look at me later, I will defeat you without even touching your body!" Fu Chen said slightly shouting because his father was already quite far away.

"No need to fantasize! Get your things straight and help your mother at home!" tang Shu said from a distance.

"Hmph, bitch!" Fu Chen kicked around the grass that he was supposed to tidy up, occasionally also grumbling at the horse beside him.

"If I hear you're not helping your mother later, then I won't be training you!" Tang Shu yelled again, although his voice was smaller than before but it was still heard by Fu Chen.

"Yes-Yes! I'll be home soon and make a lot of lanterns for one Village!" Fu Chen shouted out loudly for the sake of venting his cahoots. Somehow he felt his father was a little sensitive when he alluded to the incident one year ago.

"Hey! You lazy horse, move quickly! You didn't even help me when I was mocking me." Fu Chen had finished putting all the grass into the wagon but the horse was still enjoying the ramp in front of him.

"If you don't move right away, then don't expect you to be able to mate with a horse at home!" Fu Chen said coldly and sharpened his eyes looking towards the horse. As if understanding such a sharp gaze fixed on him, the horse immediately stood up straight and let out a neighing sound.

The horse immediately walked and did not care about his master who was not ready, as a result Fu Chen almost fell on him.

***

Arriving at home, Fu Chen immediately headed towards the adjoining buffalo and horse stables. He immediately leaned against a seat in a doldrums.

"Hey..Did the grass! You guys are so lucky that I cut it." Fu Chen was still venting his arrogance on the animals in the cage.

"Hey! Do you think my dantian is defective? You're also black, but you're very strong at plowing fields all day with dad." Fu Chen stared at one of the buffalo who had a posture larger than the others and was slightly grayish black in color.

The buffalo stopped chewing on the grass and stared at Fu Chen expressionlessly. Seeing the gaze of the buffalo that seemed to underestimate him again made Fu Chen growled.

"Well, I'll show you that I'm worthy of sword practice!" Fu Chen got up from his seat and picked up the sickle that Tang Shu had used.

"See this!" Fu Chen then tossed the sickle in his hand and prepared to catch. But just a little bit down, he first ran away from there as far as possible. He was even worried that the sickle would bounce and head towards him.

"Well, that was pretty scary." Fu Chen slightly shuddered and held both of his shoulders.

"I'd better go help mom not to be upset with dad again." he then stood up and was about to go home.

"You spend the grass fast! So that I'll go back to look for you tomorrow." Fu Chen stared intently at the horse and buffalo that were there.

***

At the blacksmith place belonging to Sin Lou's father, everyone was seen busy making lanterns for the Village. Sin Lou was there right next to his father. Sin Lou's father's name is Sin Zhou, himself known as the greatest blacksmith in the village. Even some of the merchants who stopped there deliberately ordered a weapon on Sin Zhou.

"Dad, when will you teach me to fight?" Sin Lou said listlessly as he wrapped the cloth around an almost finished lantern.

"Haha..you're too excited, son, it's only been a day since your dantian was formed." Sin Zhou shook his head softly before returning to continue with his words.

"Lou'er, I won't teach you how to fight, because I can't do that. I'll only teach you how to forge, won't you also want to use a great sword?"

"Yes that's true, but what does it have to do with forging with a father's sword?" Sin Lou was getting lethargic knowing he would stay in this place every day.

According to Sin Zhou, if his son wants to practice using a big man then he must get used to carrying heavy loads. The game of great swords and ordinary swords was also very different, Sin Lou had to have great strength in order to freely use that sword.

"If you force yourself to practice the greatsword with the usual sword playing style, then I've made sure you will lose to Fu Chen!"

Sin Zhou was actually the only person who knew Tang Shu's identity after Xin Xue. That's why Tang Shu advised Fu Chen to be friends with Sin Lou, he knew Sin Zhou as a person who could be trusted as well as his son according to Tang Shu.

"Then father.what does it have to do with swinging a sword with forging, those two things are obviously very different." From Sin Lou's point of view, swordsmanship is how to swing a sword towards an ever-moving enemy. While forging only needs to hit the iron beam that is still in place right in front of him.

"Huft. Do you think swinging a large sword does not require energy? Likewise with forging, I will teach you to forge so that you can swing the sword you crave so much." Sin Zhou sighed for a moment.

"Yes father. I understand," replied Sin Lou, looking down doldrums, his hand still attaching the cloth to the lantern. Sin Zhou actually felt unbearable to see his son so excited but he also could not do much.

"If you really want to learn how to fight, then go to Fu Chen's place tomorrow, I think his father will teach you a little how to fight."

"really? But was it true that Fu Chen's father could fight?" sin Lou asked enthusiastically, he thought that with Tang Shu's soft and friendly stature there was no way he would like violence, let alone fight.

"You'll find out later after training with him. And remember, never dispute what he says if you really want to train with Fu Chen."

"Alright." Sin Lou replied indifferently, but his face was slightly brighter than before.

"But you're going to stick to the training I gave you for five days a week, and two days later you're free to practice with Fu Chen or rest!" Sin Zhou smiled meaningfully at his son.

Sin Lou who had felt better seemed to be back on the pull to a small island of silence alone. He returned moody, making sure he would be at his father's place every day.