Wu Shuang glanced sideways at the young man with a gleaming look in his eyes. He tucked the wine bottle at his waist deeper as if to guard against thieves. He glared at the young man with a strange expression and reprimanded, "What's wrong?" The young man smiled awkwardly. Smiling, he whispered into Wu Shuang's ear, "Master, my disciple also wants to wield a sword." When the fat shopkeeper heard this, he put on a disdainful face. Regardless of the young man's flattering and cunning expression, he turned over and sat back in the carriage. In the blink of an eye, Snoring loudly again. The naughty beast followed and chirped, which sounded like a mockery.
How can the young man endure such a tone? It's okay for the master to be disdainful. How can this horse also add fuel to the flames? Then he laughed darkly and gave the horse a slap on the back. The young man's hand strength is not as strong as usual, and the injury has healed. With the diligent practice over the past few days, his palm strength and arm strength have long been different. With a palm strike, the strong and strong horse screamed, raised its hind hooves, and brought the horse with him. The entire boxwood carriage was lifted up by two inches, and the wind and thunder kicked towards the young man.
"Stop it." Just when the young man thought that this powerful horse's hoof was about to straighten his facial features, the manager behind the carriage took action and used some kind of magical method to make the menacing horse's hoof hover in mid-air. It is difficult to approach, as if the surrounding void has frozen into a rope, trapping the horse's horny dragon's arrogant hind legs. "Your swordsmanship has not yet reached its peak. Let my master teach you how to do it." A long sigh came from the carriage. It's not that Wu Shuang doesn't want to teach. The swordsmanship he taught to the young man was the essence of what he had learned from his many years of wandering around the world. People say that when you throw a brick to attract others, the pearls come first. Taking a step further, Wu Shuang's expectations for the young man are self-evident. However, talent in practicing cultivation really depends on luck. If God favors it, you can make rapid progress. If God does not allow it, even if a prince or nobleman is inferior to ten thousand people, it will be difficult for him to pursue the great path.
This was what Wu Shuang was worried about. It was like cutting open a jade stone. It might be a rare piece of gold or jade, or it might be a stubborn stone that would never be recovered. He really didn't dare to gamble. Furthermore, humans are different from spirits. Spirits and monsters have always relied on their physical strength to become powerful, and their practice has been simple and arrogant. However, it is extremely difficult for ordinary people to get started. Those who explore are unlikely to end up well.
"Really want to learn? What do you want to do after learning?"
"have no idea."
"Then what's the use of learning it?"
"It will always come in handy."
Wu Shuang's brows slightly relaxed, and he asked solemnly with a calm voice: "Cultivating Taoism depends on fate most. If you have fate, wielding a sword will not be a problem within a few years. If you don't have fate, I'm afraid you can only be a swordsman in the eyes of the world. You need to think carefully. ." The young man didn't pay attention, looked at the horse's legs raised in the air, and replied leisurely.
"I just want to learn swordsmanship and wander around in the world. It doesn't matter what kind of reputation I have. I want to learn the art of moving qi. I just want to see the cool and unrestrained style when wielding a sword. As for being able to I don’t really care about how far you have practiced, whether you can honor your ancestors, etc.” Yun Zhong said these words with a calm expression. In fact, he still held back a few words that he had not said.
I want to travel through the mountains and rivers of this world on behalf of my mother, and I want to make my father look good in a foreign land.
The depression between Wu Shuang's brows finally seemed to clear up the clouds at this moment. You are right when you think about it, an ugly daughter-in-law always has to see her parents-in-law. My disciple has nothing to worry about, so why should I worry so blindly? The young falcon spreads its wings, and one day it will run out of the old falcon's nest and establish a new branch. On the contrary, he was obsessed with authority and seemed indecisive.
From then on, when the young man was practicing his sword every day, he would follow the position of his master's fingers to find the location of the major meridians. He concentrated his energy carefully, and slowly teased out the pure yang energy from his Dantian, rushing through the major meridians. Wu Shuang taught him all the knowledge about meridians in his mind. He did not expect the young man to master it overnight, but only hoped that practice would make perfect. In this way, the acupoints would be more appropriate and secure. Even if there are details that are difficult to understand, there would be no danger of going crazy.
As a result, Yun Zhong suffered a lot. He had to memorize those obscure acupuncture points for days and days, so that when he was resting, the young man often muttered those unfamiliar words in his sleep. It's not that Wu Shuang deliberately did this. The young man's mind is like a piece of loose rice paper. The deeper the ink, the more lofty the landscape will appear in the future, and the higher the intention. How much ability the young man can absorb depends on the young man's understanding. Others cannot force it.
For eight days in a row, the boy had no luck. Wu Shuang's thick and long eyebrows were twisted into a big "Sichuan" as the boy's face gradually turned pale. Moving Qi is not a simple task. You have to wait until everything is silent and your mind is free of distracting thoughts before you can proceed step by step. The power of your mind is consumed fiercely. At this time, the young man can be considered tired. Looking back, he looks back on the time when he chopped firewood and ran up the mountain. It was a magical day.
It was a sunny day today. The young man was lying in the carriage after keeping vigil, but he still couldn't fall asleep. He had to close his sore eyes and rest his mind. People's energy and energy often become excited after staying up all night, which is extremely abnormal. What's more, the young man was not idle at night. He stayed by the fire to circulate his energy, and repeatedly hit the Zhiyang point in the body, but it was like pouring yuanxiao into a teapot. Why? None of them could break through this rock-solid barrier. Countless internal qi were blocked here, making the nearby meridians feel full and uncomfortable. I had to give up and let the breath that had finally circulated up to this point be exhausted until I sat in the sky. Liang, the young man has tried his pulse a hundred times, but he has found nothing.
The carriage creaked and creaked, and the young man was lying across the carriage, his head touching the wooden board on the side of the carriage, swaying, and his face was as pale as snow.
"Don't be too hasty. I was like this when I was a teacher." The fat shopkeeper driving the car suddenly spoke, seeming to notice that the young man was in a low mood, and comforted him somewhat unnaturally.
There was a sound from behind the carriage, and then there was no movement.
Yun Zhong is not a foolish person. He can probably see his master's behavior clearly in the past few days. Besides, who would believe that this swordsman, who had become a snake demon in his youth, did not rise to the top when he first started practicing? I guess my qualifications are already a given. He was not disappointed at all, but that was just a lie. The young man had comforted himself that he was a late bloomer, and perhaps practicing hard could make up for it. But the so-called late bloomers are still very few after all, not to mention the fact that cultivation relies purely on talent. It is true that diligence can make up for failure. But if someone is as diligent as someone with average talent, how can they catch up? It's just a matter of comparison.
The sun was shining brightly outside the window, and the young man turned over. In his dream, there was a sword carrying a white coat, and he was enjoying himself and enjoying the world.
"I can't learn."
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