While on Mount Hua, my mind is at peace!

Chapter 4 Flying on Grass, can it really fly?

After Zhang San left the inn, his speed suddenly increased without any visible movement of his feet. Li Si turned back and gave Yue Feng an apologetic look before following him.

Yue Feng was no naive newcomer to the martial world. He knew that the other party wanted to test his footwork, so he immediately hugged the wine jar tightly, took big strides, and followed behind Zhang San and Li Si.

The three of them, two in front and one behind, ran swiftly out of the town. Zhang San and Li Si's movements were graceful, clearly indicating they possessed some kind of superior lightness skill. Yue Feng's movements, however, were nothing special, much like an ordinary person running.

Despite this, relying on his profound internal strength, Yue Feng still managed to keep up with Zhang San and Li Si. Laudenuo, however, did not have such ability and was quickly left behind.

"Wait for me, little one!"

Yue Feng ignored him and shook off Laudenuo, which suited him perfectly. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to say many things or use many methods.

The three ran out of town. Zhang San glanced back to make sure Laudenuo wasn't following, then slowed his pace and said to Yue Feng:

"Brother Yue, your internal strength is profound, far surpassing mine. But your lightness skill is truly rudimentary. If you wouldn't mind, I have a lightness skill here called 'Flying Over Grass,' which I'll pass on to you, how about that?"

Yue Feng's heart skipped a beat. He didn't actually know whether the Grasshopper's Flying Skill or the Huashan Sect's lightness skill was superior, but judging from Zhang San's words, it seemed to be slightly better. Besides, why not take the free martial arts manual offered to him? So he nodded.

"In that case, it would be impolite to refuse."

Seeing that Yue Feng was straightforward and didn't waste any time, Zhang San taught him all the mental and physical techniques of the Grasshopper Flying Technique. After teaching him once, he asked Yue Feng, "Brother Yue, how much of it have you remembered? Do you need me to explain it again?"

Yue Feng looked at the panel in front of him and saw that a new item had appeared:

【Grasshopper: A Beginner's Guide】

It seems that because of someone's instruction, Yue Feng's skill in "Flying on Grass" was at the beginner level from the start. By "beginner level," I mean that Yue Feng can now use the "Flying on Grass" lightness skill.

"Hmm, more or less." Yue Feng answered somewhat perfunctorily, then, seeing a patch of tall grass by the roadside, he stuffed the wine jar into Li Si's arms without saying a word.

"Could you get this for me?"

"oh oh!"

The bouncy feel startled Yue Feng, who then leaped onto the tall grass.

Zhang San was taken aback. It had taken him a full month to learn how to fly over grass, so how could Yue Feng have learned it in the blink of an eye? Could it be that he already knew how and was just lying to me?

Just as his suspicions arose, he saw Yue Feng walking on the grass. After only a few steps, he fell down, his whole body covered in grass clippings, looking quite disheveled.

Zhang San chuckled inwardly, and his suspicions about Yue Feng dissipated. He believed that anyone who had learned the art of "flying over grass" would understand that the so-called "flying over grass" was just talk; how could one actually fly?

Seeing Yue Feng roll out of the bushes, Li Si chuckled, her smile as radiant as a flower. Yue Feng's eyes widened in disbelief. Li Si's pretty face flushed slightly, and she stole a glance at Yue Feng's handsome, dashing face before turning her head away.

"Ahem." Zhang San glanced meaningfully at his junior sister. "Brother Yue, it's already quite remarkable that you've learned this lightness skill so quickly. Let's call it a day. There's a dilapidated temple ahead; let's rest there."

Upon hearing Zhang San's words, Yue Feng brought up the interface and began adding points to Grasshopper.

[Remaining Access Points: 80]

【Grasshopper: Perfect】

"Oh? Is that so? I'd like to try again." Yue Feng said, jumping onto the bushes once more.

Zhang San smiled slightly and secretly shook his head. This Brother Yue is good in every way, except that he is too young and impetuous.

It's okay, young people need to stumble and fall a few times to know their own limitations...

Suddenly, Li Si shouted, "Senior brother, look!"

Zhang San turned his head in surprise and saw Yue Feng lightly touch the ground with his toes, gliding through the grass like waves of wheat in the wind. Wherever he passed, the tall grass seemed to sway gently in the breeze. In just a few breaths, Yue Feng had overtaken him and Li Si.

Zhang San was shocked. Grasshopper can really fly? This can't be a joke!

Originally, Yue Feng's ability to learn to fly on grass so quickly had already earned him the label of "prodigy." Now it seems that even the word "prodigy" is insufficient to describe this boy's talent; perhaps only the word "divine" is worthy of the title.

Shocked, he was also filled with competitive spirit. He thought to himself that his sect's lightness skill was far superior to "Flying Over the Grass," and even if his internal strength was inferior, he might not necessarily lose to him. He sped up and chased after Yue Feng.

When Zhang San came out of the inn, he wanted to shake off Lao Denuo on one hand, and test Yue Feng's skills on the other. He did not use his full strength, and Yue Feng could only keep up with him.

However, now that Yue Feng had learned to fly over the grass, Zhang San chased after him at full speed, but the further he fell behind. He couldn't help but sigh and call out, "Brother Yue, wait! I admit defeat. If we keep running, I won't be able to keep up with you."

Yue Feng turned around and walked alongside Zhang San and Li Si. Zhang San sighed again and said, "I have always been proud of my exceptional talent in lightness skills, thinking that I am second to none in the world. I never expected that Brother Yue would be so unassuming. I am truly ashamed of myself."

Yue Feng had only wanted to see the effect of flying on the grass and maybe tease Zhang San a little. Hearing him say this, he humbly offered a few words. Zhang San, seeing no arrogance in his words, admired him even more.

After traveling for a short while, they came to a dilapidated temple. The temple was deserted and had been neglected for many years. The three of them lit a campfire inside the temple. Yue Feng took a wine jar from Li Si's arms, broke the mud seal, took a big gulp, and handed it to Zhang San.

Zhang San took a big gulp and handed it to Li Si; Li Si took a small sip and then handed it to Yue Feng.

When Yue Feng took the wine jar, his finger accidentally brushed against the back of Li Si's hand. Li Si flinched, but did not pull his hand away.

The three took turns drinking and chatting about tales of the martial world. Zhang San and Li Si were both well-traveled and had seen a great deal; Yue Feng had come all the way from Mount Hua to Fujian, and many interesting things had happened along the way. Yue Feng began to recount:

"What do those who roam the martial world seek most? A clear conscience. When I first arrived in Fujian, I heard about the bandits of Black Wind Stronghold. That very day, I rushed over, cleaved their leader in two with a single stroke, and then burned the stronghold to the ground."

"The gold and silver treasures in the village were all distributed to the local poor. The only drawback was the absence of their second-in-command."

"I was busy and thought I was going to miss this opportunity, but who knew he would come knocking on my door himself. It's like he's choosing hell over heaven, hahaha!"

Zhang San clapped his hands in praise, while Li Si's beautiful eyes shone with admiration as she gazed at Yue Feng with adoration. Zhang San pondered for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Brother Yue, I greatly admire your strong sense of justice. Have you heard of the arrival of Abbot Yu of the Songfeng Temple of the Qingcheng Sect in Fujian?"

Yue Feng's heart stirred. He had gone to the inn to inquire about the Qingcheng Sect, but he hadn't expected to hear about it here.

"I've heard a little about it, what's wrong?"

Zhang San and Li Si exchanged a glance, seemingly having made up their minds.