69novels Chapter 92 Sword Practice
Chapter 92 Sword Practice
Ever since a monk entered the tenth level of Qi refining, all the channels in his body were unblocked, and the matter of refining his true essence was probably just a matter of water grinding.
The true essence is formed by compressing the spiritual energy. When the dantian is full, the spiritual energy will continue to be pressed in until a certain critical point is reached, and all the spiritual energy will be drained from the dantian, forming a drop of true essence in an instant.
This is exactly what Xu Ziqing was facing at this time.There was a trace of sweat on his forehead, and his face was a little pale.
The first drop of true essence is the most difficult, and the feeling of being suddenly drained of spiritual energy is also very uncomfortable.Spiritual power is the foundation of a Qi refining cultivator, but because there is still a drop of true energy in his body as a support, it is not impossible to move.
Afterwards, what he will do is to absorb the aura of heaven and earth again, transform it from the dantian into spiritual power, then store it in the dantian, compress all the spiritual power in the dantian again, form a drop of true essence, and merge with the previously condensed true essence .Repeat this until no more spiritual power can be squeezed into the dantian, and all of it has been transformed into true energy.
At this time, it is the peak of the tenth layer of Qi Refining, and you can touch the thin film of the Foundation Establishment Stage.
Xu Ziqing heaved a sigh of relief after the first step of refining the true essence was successful, and checked the inner world again, and found that there was neither damage nor anything wrong, so he relaxed and began to absorb the energy brought by the third-order spiritual veins again. The boundless aura.
In this way, it is a night.
In the morning, Xu Ziqing opened his eyes, and was surprised to find that the person in the ring had appeared in front of him again.
Could it be that Brother Yun helped him keep watch yesterday?
He looked sideways, but saw two demon vines clinging to the top of the cave, seeming to shrink back, but pointing the leaf buds at Yun Lie, as if fearful and vigilant.
Xu Ziqing was a little touched, and a little funny at the same time.What was moved was naturally the demon vine's instinct to protect himself, even against those who were afraid of him, and he had to defend himself; what was funny was because of Yun Lie.
From Xu Ziqing's point of view, his good friend Yun Lie is clearly a cold-faced and warm-hearted person, but no matter if it's Yaoteng or Chonghua, everyone is afraid of him, but he doesn't know why.Is it possible that they really have different temperaments?Thinking of this, he shook his head, it was useless to think too much, now he had to say "good morning" to Brother Yun first.
After thinking about it, as soon as Xu Ziqing stretched out his hand, the demon vine rushed back, like a wanderer returning home, it couldn't wait to get into his palm again, and went back to his dantian.
Xu Ziqing turned his head and looked at Yun Lie.
But before he could speak, Yun Lie spoke first: "From today onwards, you practice swords with me."
Xu Ziqing didn't expect to hear him say this, and was startled: "Brother Yun wants to teach me?" For a moment, he didn't know if he had heard it wrong.
Yun Lie nodded: "Practice swords during the day and practice at night."
Xu Ziqing just came to his senses at this time, his heart was filled with joy, and he immediately stood up and saluted: "I am really grateful for Brother Yun's advice!"
But Yun Lie stopped him with a flick of his sleeve: "You and I have known each other for many years, so there is no need to be so polite."
Xu Ziqing said with a smile: "If I can enter Wuling Immortal Sect in the future, I will be considered Brother Yun's descendant, and Brother Yun will naturally deserve this gift." However, he did not insist on it. Lie has been friends for many years, so there is no need to be so hypocritical.
After saying these two sentences, Xu Ziqing turned positive, and said, "Brother Yun, please teach me."
If he can be taught by a master of swordsmanship like Yun Lie, it will be many times better than him groping around by himself.
Yun Lie never talked nonsense, he just said: "You stand to the side."
Xu Ziqing said without hesitation: "Yes, brother Yun." After speaking, he stood in front of the cave wall, his eyes fixed on the figure in white clothes without blinking.
Yun Lie raised his right hand and pointed with his left hand together. Suddenly, a long sword appeared on his right hand. It was simple and unpretentious, but its shape seemed to be nothing, as illusory as his figure, but it matched it very well.
Then he moved his right wrist slightly, and the tip of the sword pulled out a canopy of sword flowers, which turned into several sword shadows, and then merged into one in an instant, and turned into that long sword again, as if it had never moved.
Xu Ziqing's pupils shrank suddenly!
He couldn't see clearly how the sword started and how it ended!
With just one sword strike, Xu Ziqing knew that among the many people who used swords he had seen before, none of them could match Yun Lie's case!
Yun Lie didn't want to teach him this sword, but just moved it casually.
It's just that even if his movement is just random, it still contains thousands of principles of swordsmanship, which means that there is no way to change, and it also means that thousands of swords are unified.
"You take out the steel and wood." After trying his hand, he ordered.
Xu Ziqing didn't dare to neglect, he immediately turned his wrist and grabbed the steel wood in his hand.
Yun Lie said again: "Walk with me."
Xu Ziqing paused, walked over immediately, and stood on the right side of Yun Lie: "Yes, Brother Yun."
Yun Lie's feet are slightly spread out, level with his shoulders, while his right arm is holding the sword, and the tip of the sword is slightly inclined.
Xu Ziqing had a tacit understanding with him, and immediately imitated his behavior, which was no different from his posture.
Yun Lie saw that Xu Ziqing could understand quite well, so he didn't say much, he raised his arm and slashed down with one move.
"Swipe!" When the sword came down, it seemed that even the air was split!
And the sword movement is single, crisp and neat, without any redundancy.Even though it looks ordinary and seems to have no brilliant skills, it has a charm that makes people unable to take their eyes off.
Xu Ziqing watched the movement of the sword, and swung his right arm down——
With this wave of his, there was a buzzing and muffled sound, appearing muddy.
Xu Ziqing frowned slightly, intending to start again, but suddenly his arm was so heavy that he couldn't lift it up, and if he wanted to swing it down again, he seemed to be stuck in mud, unable to move at all.
He knew that it was Yun Lie who did it, so he couldn't help but ask, "Brother Yun?"
Yun Lie said coldly: "Don't move."
Since Brother Yun said he would not move, he would not move.Sure enough, Xu Ziqing just stood there and did not make any move.
At this moment, Yun Lie walked up to Xu Ziqing.
The two were very close, Yun Lie leaned over slightly, and pointed across the steel wood.Although the fingertips were hazy, as if they hadn't really touched it, but a faint golden light shone through the steel and wood.
Xu Ziqing looked down, and saw that the stick-shaped shaft of steel and wood had suddenly become flat, and the front end was still sharp, but it no longer looked strange, but looked like a very simple wooden sword.
At this time, he felt his arms relax again, and he knew that his friend had released the restraint.He understood what his friend meant, and immediately swung his sword again as before——
"Swipe!" This time, it was different from the muffled sound just now, and it seemed a bit sharper.
Xu Ziqing's eyes lit up, and he turned to look at the figure in white: "Brother Yun, how are you?"
Yun Lie glanced at him lightly, and said, "The way of the sword is not wrong, but the movement of the sword is still not precise, and more practice is needed."
When Xu Ziqing heard this, he was a little disappointed at first, but then cheered up, and his eyes became firm: "I will do my best to guide the sword, please correct me, Brother Yun."
Yun Lie didn't say a word, but Xu Ziqing knew that he had already agreed, so Dang even didn't say much, and struck out the second and third swords with his heart.
Xu Ziqing has always been very serious about cultivation, so every time he strikes a sword, he can be more accurate than before. With such diligent progress every time, Yun Lie has never said anything to stop him.
Finally, when he struck out 28 swords, Yun Lie said: "The sword is in the right direction."
Xu Ziqing stopped for a moment, and smiled happily: "Yes, Brother Yun."
At this moment, he suddenly remembered something.
I still remember when he watched Master Zifeng's three sword qi slaying two people in a row, he was very rewarded, so he shared it with his friends.But at that time, I heard speeches that I had never heard before.
"Those who use swordsmanship must be tempered and practiced before they can be regarded as beginners."
"If you don't use your spiritual power, you can swing the sword [-] times a day until you guide the sword's momentum, and then talk about other things."
"If you want to practice swordsmanship, you can't even chop, stab, cut, and wipe accurately, so how can you talk about swordsmanship?"
These few words are about Mr. Zifeng whose sword energy is still very complicated, but it is not the way that sword practitioners need to follow.Now that Brother Yun is willing to teach him how to learn swordsmanship, he must follow this advice.
Thinking about this, Xu Ziqing couldn't help asking: "Brother Yun, what sword move I am learning now is 'splitting, stabbing, chopping, wiping'?"
Yun Lie nodded slightly: "You still remember, very good." He said again, "What you learned is the word 'crack'."
Xu Ziqing said with a smile: "I don't need spiritual power now, I can chop [-] characters that day, but?"
Yun Lie nodded again: "Yes."
Xu Ziqing took a deep breath and split [-] words a day. Just thinking about it was extremely difficult.But since Yun Lie can say that, it is natural that he has done this before, so he asked him for it.That being the case, Yun Lie can persevere, but he hasn't tried it yet, how can he know?
He held his breath and focused on the sword, "Swipe!" Another sword slash!
One sword, two swords, three swords!
Xu Ziqing has never missed the sword path since he started to direct the sword's momentum just now, every sword is exactly the same as Yun Lie's previous sword slashing trajectory, there is no difference at all.
Yun Lie saw that his mind had sunk into the sword, so he sat upright opposite him, watching his sword moves with both eyes, and remained motionless.
Xu Ziqing draws out the sword, draws it back, every time he makes a move, he seems to be able to see its trajectory clearly, making it precise.His mind is so focused that he has no other distractions, and he can't even notice what is happening around him.
But gradually, fatigue began to grow in his mind, and his arms gradually became heavy... As a monk, it is not difficult at the beginning to be precise in every move. As long as you have a correct attitude and understand it carefully, you can do it well Difference.The hard part is persistence.
The same sword move is clearly familiar, but it still needs to be slashed continuously, there must be no slack, no slack... and even a monk's body, with smooth flow of veins, is always supplemented by spiritual energy... It will still gradually become numb, become sore and heavy, and be unsustainable.
Xu Ziqing's back began to break out in cold sweat.
hard...
The continuous same movements have already made him dizzy, and even his sanity has become a little blurred.But Xu Ziqing still wanted to keep the Lingtai a little clear and keep a record of the number of fallen swords.
Just now it was [-] swords, this time, it should be [-] swords...
After that, not only was he confused, but even breathing became difficult.
Xu Ziqing's face turned pale, but he only remembered instinctively swinging the sword and reciting sword moves silently.Every moment after that, he felt as if he could no longer hold on, but every time he held on, he still gritted his teeth and continued.
I don't know how long it has been like this, half of his body is also numb, and then it seems that the whole body can only perceive the movement of this arm, and the rest, he doesn't know anything...