Cultivation of immortality begins with an eighty-year-old eunuch.

Chapter 10 Sword Practice! The radish is ripe!

Led by Eunuch Wu, Chen Fan chose a knife and a sword.

To show that he liked the knife more, he praised the craftsman who made it.

As for the sword, he just picked one at random.

After exchanging a few flattering words with Eunuch Wu, Chen Fan turned and left.

By the time they returned to the Imperial Horse Stables, it was already late afternoon.

"Godfather...you went to the weapons bureau? Let your son carry this, it's too heavy, you must be tired..."

Xiao Dengzi, who was feeding the horses, saw Chen Fan return and quickly went to lend a hand.

"Don't sink... Go ahead and get busy..." Chen Fan nodded slightly.

"Okay, godfather, call Little Stool if you need anything!" Little Stool nodded and left.

Chen Fan smiled with narrowed eyes, then pushed aside the small stool and went into the house.

He casually left the hoe outside the door, and brought the sword and knife inside.

Chen Fan, somewhat impatient, sat down at the table and touched the sword with his somewhat dry hands.

When he felt the coolness in his palm, he almost couldn't resist picking it up and playing with it for a bit.

"No rush, no rush..."

Chen Fan smiled to himself, then took out a golden bowl from his pocket and poured himself some water.

As before, he crushed the ginseng, put it in a bowl, soaked it in water, and then drank it all in one gulp.

After drinking a few bowls of water, the spiritual energy in his dantian began to heat up and swirl around again.

With a calm expression, Chen Fan stretched and turned back to his bed to meditate cross-legged.

After practicing Changchun Gong for half a month, he had a thorough understanding of the circulation of Qi throughout the body.

Moreover, after breaking through to the Iron Skin Realm, Chen Fan clearly felt himself getting stronger.

He tried throwing a punch into the air, but no thunderous sound came out.

Clearly, Chen Fan is still some distance from reaching the Breaking Void Realm.

He wasn't impatient; he steadily drank six bowls of water every day to keep getting stronger!

Time passed quietly, and soon it got dark outside.

At midnight, Chen Fan opened his eyes.

He has made it a habit to wake up at the same time every day, around midnight (11 PM - 5 AM).

After practicing for a long time, he stretched and then picked up the long sword on the table and went out.

Squeak...

Looking up as I went outside, the moon in the sky above the Imperial Horse Stables was big and round.

Under the dazzling moonlight, the entire palace wall and eaves shone with a silvery light.

Moonlight also dappled the lush green radish leaves in the backyard garden.

After sneaking around and confirming that no one was around, Chen Fan drew his sword.

Swish!

With a casual flick of his wrist, a beautiful sword flower bloomed in the air.

With another step, Chen Fan unleashed a magnificent sword move.

These are all basic sword techniques of the Qingping Swordplay, which can be performed with a feather duster.

Chen Fan, who loved swords, smiled and began practicing swordsmanship according to the sword manual in his mind.

This time, he wasn't using basic swordsmanship, but rather sword moves that required the use of a sword.

With a flick and a thrust, the longsword hummed in the air!

Seeing this, Chen Fan secretly gathered his strength in his sword and slashed at the ground.

Suddenly, a shallow sword mark appeared on the ground beneath their feet.

Seeing the astonishing power of Chen Fan's swordplay, he thrust his sword forward again.

As expected, another pit appeared on the ground.

"It would be good for plowing..."

Chen Fan chuckled to himself, a smile involuntarily spreading across his face.

With increasing enthusiasm from his practice, he began to hack and slash at the ground repeatedly.

As Chen Fan fused his spiritual power into the sword, he saw white sword energy emerge from the tip of the sword several times!

These sword energies are extremely powerful; they can blast a small crater in the ground as soon as they touch it.

However, Chen Fan was unable to control the direction of these sword energies, nor could he use them at will.

Furthermore, using these sword techniques greatly depletes his spiritual energy, and he often feels physically exhausted after using them only a few times.

In Chen Fan's view, this was still due to insufficient skill level and poor swordsmanship.

After figuring out the reason, he sat cross-legged in the courtyard to absorb the essence of the sun and moon to replenish the spiritual energy he had lost.

The night passed quietly.

At 3:45 AM, Chen Fan opened his eyes.

After a night of cultivation, his spiritual energy was restored to its full potential.

Looking at the gray sky, Chen Fan got up and walked towards the horse pen.

After feeding the three chestnut horses and the ordinary imperial horses, he went to the kitchen to warm water.

Seeing the little stool still fast asleep, Chen Fan did not wake it up.

He habitually sat in front of the stove and began to light a fire to keep warm.

After the fire started, the temperature inside the house also rose.

"Godfather...you're here...you rest, just let Xiaodeng come."

After waking up, still half-asleep, Xiao Deng hurriedly went to fetch water and chop firewood.

Chen Fan did not stop him.

He wrapped himself up tightly and leaned against the stove to keep warm, like an old cat that was afraid of the cold.

"Godfather, have you decided where you're going after leaving the palace...?"

After chopping the firewood, Xiao Deng walked in cheerfully and said:

"Little Stool heard from those eunuchs that there are so many great places to visit outside. If you ever leave the palace, you must go and see them."

"We're almost eighty years old, where can we go for fun?" Chen Fan's voice was neither loud nor soft, and his tone was somewhat calm.

Xiao Dengzi noticed something was off about his godfather's tone and looked slightly surprised.

Upon further reflection, he seemed to have discerned the underlying meaning.

"Godfather... if you don't want to leave the palace... I'll beg the Grand Eunuch... beg the Emperor... please stay in the palace, and I'll take care of you in your old age and see you off in your final days!"

After saying this, Xiao Dengzi knelt on the ground again, tears welling up in his eyes.

"We appreciate your filial piety..." Chen Fan said with a smile, his eyes narrowed.

"But the emperor's command is hard to disobey... He ordered us to leave the palace... We had no choice but to leave..."

Watching his godfather's departing figure.

The little stool felt inexplicably sad.

Yes, my godfather is almost eighty years old.

At his age, leaving the palace would mean certain death for him, as no one would take care of him.

Plus, he doesn't know many people outside, so his godfather must be so lonely!

But the emperor's command was hard to disobey, and these servants had no choice but to comply.

That's just fate!

Thinking about all this, Xiao Dengzi's eyes reddened even more...

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Three more days passed quickly.

There are less than ten days left until the Daeyuen Lunar New Year.

At this time, the palace and its surroundings were decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, in preparation for bidding farewell to the old year and welcoming the new.

The same applies to the Imperial Horse Stables; red lanterns are hung in the corridors and entrances to create a festive atmosphere.

It is said that during this year's New Year's celebrations, there will be a stage performance and dance in the Imperial City, which will be attended by the Emperor, Princesses, and other nobles.

This is what Xiaodengzi told Chen Fan.

He was busy cultivating himself every day, so he treated it all as entertainment.

As usual, after finishing his training, Chen Fan performed another set of sword moves.

With increasing skill, he was able to control the direction of the sword energy.

As for using sword energy at will, Chen Fan is still a bit lacking.

However, he felt that after a few more days of practice, he would probably be able to master it.

By then, he'll be considered a Void Breaking Realm expert!

Lost in thought, Chen Fan bent down and went to the backyard garden.

Upon closer inspection, the white radish leaves, which had been planted for half a month, were already almost half a foot tall.

Sensing that this radish was different from the ordinary ones, Chen Fan rolled up his sleeves and forcefully pulled one out.

Good guy!

This mud-covered radish was as thick as Chen Fan's calf and as long as his arm, more than three times larger than a regular white radish.

Most importantly, he actually saw a trace of spiritual energy in this radish!