There's No Way My Dad Is A Legendary Cultivator Chapter 194 – Genius Sword Immortal Li Shiyi From a Century Ago

This time, Jiang Ping didn't carelessly throw it into his storage space just as how he had obtained a spirit stone or medicinal pill.

Instead, he placed the sword to the side.

He flipped open the sword manual and began to read it carefully.

After all, according to Jiang Ping's past experience, as long as the system gave him something special.

Something would be happening, so Jiang Ping had to make preparations and study this sword manual in advance.

On the first page of this Sword Beheading a True Immortal sword manual, the writing was extremely arrogant.

It was so arrogant that even Jiang Ping doubted the authenticity of this sword manual.

This was written on it.

“When this sword is unleashed, Yin and Yang rotate, and the universe is reversed. It stands in front of all living things, undefeated by Heaven and Earth!”

This piqued Jiang Ping's interest.

He didn't turn to the next page but opened the introduction of the system.

He looked at the source of this sword manual.

[The Source of the Sword Manual: A hundred years ago, there was no such thing as the world's leading weapon in the way of the sword. When this sword manual came out, sword techniques became the number one killer move in the world. It came from Sword Immortal Li Shiyi a hundred years ago.]

Li Shiyi?

Jiang Ping had never heard of this name. A hundred years ago, that was way too long ago.

Indeed, this sword manual had been lost for a long time, and people had long forgotten about it.

If it wasn't for the system, Jiang Ping might never have known about Li Shiyi and even learned his sword manual.

Jiang Ping searched the system for the name Li Shiyi again.

There was only a cursory line of words.

[Li Shiyi: A Taoist priest who likes to travel around the Holy Land and often recites stunning poems…]

A Taoist priest?

Jiang Ping silently memorized it in his heart. He planned to ask Zhao Tianqian, who was also a Taoist priest when the time came.

He shall see if he knows anything.

Jiang Ping turned off the system and opened the sword manual again.

He sighed and muttered to himself.

“Looks like I won't be able to sleep tonight…”

It was usually foggy in the early morning in Nanwu City, and it was already autumn. The weather here was still hot and dry.

He Xiangjiang was the first one to get up.

He jumped off the bed and put on his shoes, then walked out of the room.

He happened to see Jiang Ping, who had not slept all night, standing at the door of his room and stretching.

“Uncle Jiang, good morning!”

The young Taoist priest's crisp voice greeted Jiang Ping.

Jiang Ping nodded with a polite smile.

“I didn't expect you to get up so early.”

He Xiangjiang said as he walked past Jiang Ping.

“Poor people are used to it. How would we dare to sleep late?”

Such an understatement made Jiang Ping have a good impression of the young Taoist priest in front of him.

Jiang Ping reached out to rub his tired face.

“I'm going to make breakfast for Wan'er and the others. Do you want to join me?”

He Xiangjiang nodded with a smile.

“Of course!”

The adult and the child walked into the kitchen.

Jiang Ping noticed that the young Taoist priest was not old, but he was familiar with the work as he was.

He started the fire, washed the dishes, and cut the vegetables with unusual proficiency.

On the contrary, he became the assistant.

Jiang Ping could not help but think that if he let this kid and Wan'er…

Then, he shook his head violently to get rid of the strange thoughts in his mind.

Wan'er was still young. It was still early!

The young Taoist priest lifted the lid of the pot and fanned himself with the fragrance, revealing a satisfied smile.

“Uncle Jiang, why don't you go wake up Wan'er and the others now? I'll look after this place. After they wash up, they can also eat breakfast.”

Jiang Ping said okay, then got up and went up to the second floor.

He woke up the few little girls and brought them down to the first floor.

The others also woke up one after another and sat around the table.

He Xiangjiang brought the large pot of porridge that he and Jiang Ping had prepared to the dining table.

“Come, come, come, make way, it's too hot.”

He Xiangjiang put down the pot of meat porridge, touched his earlobes with both hands, and then distributed the bowls and chopsticks to everyone.

After he was done, Wan'er waved at the young Taoist priest and asked him to sit next to her.

Everyone was full of praise after they finished eating the porridge.

The three little girls all thought that their daddy made it, and they shouted, “Daddy is mighty!”

Jiang Ping smiled and waved his hand.

“I'm just a helper. Today's breakfast is made by Xiangjiang!”

Everyone gave He Xiangjiang a thumbs up.

Li Sushang kept praising He Xiangjiang's cooking skills. If she had not seen him before and only tasted his cooking skills, she would have thought that He Xiangjiang was a girl.

He Xiangjiang's little face turned red when he heard this.

Zhao Tianqian was also holding a bowl with a proud expression as if he was saying, “This is my disciple, I taught him!”

The few of them had to continue their journey after having breakfast. Jiang Ping ordered everyone to pack up and get ready to set off.

Then he pulled the old Taoist priest aside.

“Senior, do you know Li Shiyi?”

Zhao Tianqian thought Jiang Ping was going to say something important, so he said it perfunctorily.

“What is Shiyi? I don't know. I don't know.”

Jiang Ping did not feel disappointed. He treated it as gossip. Since he couldn't get an answer, it didn't matter anyway, and he continued to say.

“Oh! He's also a Taoist priest. I thought you knew.”

“Wait!”

Zhao Tianqian was stunned.

“You mean Li Shiyi, the Taoist priest?”

“The one from a hundred years ago?”

Jiang Ping nodded.

For some reason, the old Taoist priest started to get excited.

“Of course, I know. I thought you were asking about someone else!”

Jiang Ping approached him and asked.

“Then can I trouble you to tell me?”

The old Taoist priest spread out his hands, indicating that it wasn't troublesome.

He talked endlessly about Li Shiyi to Jiang Ping.

To be honest, if Zhao Tianqian had not accidentally read an ancient book, he would not have been able to answer Jiang Ping's question.

Taoism was not as prosperous as it was now, a hundred years ago.

It was because of the appearance of Li Shiyi that Taoism became well known today.

Back then, Li Shiyi was famous not because of his swordsmanship and cultivation but because of his poems.

His poems spread throughout the world. Many people had only heard of his poems, but they were all extremely respectful of him.

Later, as he became more and more famous, the world finally knew that this Li Shiyi was not only a poet but also a sword immortal and a Taoist priest.

Speaking of the sword immortal, one had to mention his swordsmanship that was out of the ordinary.

At that time, it could be said that he was the best in the world. For an entire sixty years, no one dared to claim that one's swordsmanship was number one. It was precisely because of Li Shiyi.

He even wrote a sword manual. Back then, Sword Immortal Li had once said that as long as there were people in the future who could practice swordsmanship that caught his eye, he would give the sword manual to that person.

Once these words were said, there were more than twice as many people in the world who practiced swordsmanship, but Li Shiyi took no fancy to anyone.

In the end, this sword manual was burned by Li Shiyi. When the sword manual was burned that day, Sword Immortal Li only said one sentence.

“The current way of the sword is disappointing.”

Li Shiyi did not seek fame and glory. He only appeared briefly in this world before disappearing from this world.

No one knew where he went. Some people said that he was dead and was being hunted by his enemies.

Some said that he had gone into seclusion after reaching the peak of his cultivation.

Everyone had their own theories.

After saying that, Zhao Tianqian added.

“After Sword Immortal Li disappeared, very few people in the younger generation mentioned him anymore. These young people have forgotten their roots.”

The old Taoist priest sighed.

“If you can't recognize Li Shiyi when you use a sword, you would have practiced the sword for ten years for nothing!”

When the old Taoist priest mentioned this person, his face was full of pride and respect.

“By the way, why did you suddenly ask this?”

Chapter end