Xianlingguan Qingzheng Courtyard, Y-shaped training room.
Shui Qingru is practicing a flat thrust against a wooden stake. Each thrust is accompanied by a faint "whoosh" sound. The speed is extremely fast. The sword tip stops about an inch away from the wooden stake. The sword tip cannot shake. The viewer said that this way he can control the sword. Strength, training sword sense.
She has now increased the amount of training. She has to practice 1,500 flat stabs and 600 sword splits every day.
Only practice two moves, and don't practice any other sword moves.
Wearing a single robe, her forehead was covered with beads of sweat. She tried to achieve the correct posture with every thrust, and the force reached the tip of the sword.
The delicate little girl Shang Qingyun shuttled between the nine wooden stakes on the left. She danced a bamboo sword very beautifully. She had practiced her inner breath well. The sound of the bamboo sword rising and falling in the wind was like the rising and falling of the tide.
Not everyone can endure the boring and hard work of practicing only one or two basic sword moves every day.
What's more, the Taoist priest who taught the class said that combining body and sword exercises will be of great help in cultivating inner breath.
So gradually, the apprentices gave up the additional practice of flat stabbing. Currently, only Shui Qingru persists as always. Even Wei Jingcheng, who also has no training qualifications, has changed to practice other body and sword techniques.
There were a few people in the practice room. The little fat man Shi Nanguan was practicing his sword in the open space on the right. When he stopped to drink water, he saw Shui Qingru resting and shouted: "Xiaoya, let's have another fight tomorrow?"
"Pumpkin, you can't beat me. If you lose, you have to go to the Rule Hall to copy scriptures. Why bother?"
The water is as clear as wiping sweat with a towel. I have rested enough. I would like to give you a kind reminder.
Since watching three sword fights between the viewer and others, her understanding of the flat thrust is unparalleled by ordinary people, and her memory is profound. She has to recall and imitate some of the subtle moves every day. She has mastered three variations of the flat thrust.
They all look similar, but there are actually big differences inside, which are mysterious and indescribable.
She didn't know the advanced ways of using the sword such as sealing, blocking, releasing, and hanging. Since the master didn't teach her, she didn't learn it. She only knew that she could resolve countless moves with the three-position flat thrust.
In her eyes, the sets of swordsmanship practiced by her friends were all just fancy and could not withstand the suppression of her flat thrust.
Except for Senior Brother Wei Jingjie's spear, she didn't dare say she could block it, but if she had the upper hand, she shouldn't lose?
She didn't know that this was because her horizons had improved so much that her confidence had inexplicably increased.
Just keep in mind the teachings of Master Guan: guard against arrogance and impetuosity, and practice it personally.
Occasionally, she feels ashamed because she secretly looks down on the swordsmanship of her companions. How can she be proud? She didn't even feel angry.
After saying that, she felt regretful and proud again. She quickly calmed down and didn't want to say more. She raised the bamboo sword with her right hand and mobilized her strength. She recalled the sword demonstration by the viewer. She didn't rush to stab the bamboo sword in her hand. Learned to build momentum.
Shi Nanguan chuckled strangely: "I am getting stronger and stronger now in my inner breath cultivation, and I have become proficient in the 'Luomu Feihua Sword'. You can do it by going back and forth. I have found a way to break it. I don't believe I can't beat you this time." …”
Shui Qingru seemed to have never heard it, and a sword suddenly stabbed forward. The combination of speed and power made her feel that the sword was impeccable, so she simply leaned forward, "poof", the bamboo sword pierced the two sides of the wooden stake. Three inches.
Shi Nanguan was like a duck being strangled by the neck. He was speechless for a few times and his eyes were wide open.
He was frightened by stabbing a bamboo sword into a wooden stake.
What else is there to compare with? His skin couldn't be as strong as a wooden stake. His face changed as he thought about how painful it was to stab his body with the sword.
"Pumpkin, what did you just say?"
Shui Qingru was stunned for a moment, and then woke up. She was able to achieve less than half of the level that the viewer had demonstrated before with a sword thrust. She was able to transfer the strength of her legs, waist, and body to her arms and wrists, and the force reached the tip of the sword, although there was no sword thrust. She was very happy and asked as she tilted her head.
I was too focused just now and didn't hear clearly what Shi Nanguan said to her.
Shaking it up and down vigorously, he pulled out the bamboo sword that had been pierced into the wooden stake. There was some pain in his palm and the tiger's mouth. Fortunately, there was no skin injury. The palm of his hand was a little red from the friction.
"No... not much."
Shi Nanguan said weakly, how could he laugh so weirdly, pulling at the corners of his mouth was even uglier than crying, why would he risk his own life and propose a sword fight with Xiaoya tomorrow? What a mouthful!
"Wow, Xiaoya, you pierced the wooden stake with one sword, you are so powerful!"
The pretty little girl exclaimed, ran over and touched the hole left by the bamboo sword on the wooden stake. It was a genuine sword mark. She also touched the tip of the bamboo sword. It was the same as the bamboo sword she was using. It had a semi-round head. Why? Can it penetrate a wooden stake?
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Shui Qingru was now helpless when everyone called her "Xiaoya", so she did not correct her deliberately. She was praised by her companions. She felt very happy and humbly said: "Where is it?"
Wanting to grin, she resisted and told herself not to be proud.
The other two friends also gathered around, shouting.
"Xiaoya, how did you do it?"
"Yes, this is wood. Let me try it too."
When the pretty little girl saw Shi Nanguan quietly sneaking towards the back door, she rolled her eyes and shouted deliberately:
"Hey, Pumpkin, why are you going? It's training time and you're lazy again."
"I'm going to pee."
"Don't forget the sword fight with Xiaoya tomorrow."
"What sword fight? Don't talk nonsense..."
Shi Nanguan fled, causing a burst of laughter. Even if he was beaten to death, he wouldn't be able to fight with Xiaoya with a sword. At least these days, he wouldn't even mention it. The girl is as thin as a stick and has not found her strength. How could he have such great strength without cultivating his inner breath?
He couldn't figure it out.
Not long after, news of Shui Qingru's sword piercing the wooden stake reached Yue Anyan and Zhang Wenxing.
The two came to the practice room and asked the apprentices who came to see the strange thing to go back to their respective rooms to practice and check the sword hole.
Yue Anyan took the little girl's hand and inspected it. The slender palm was covered with thick calluses from sword practice. She touched it gently and said with a smile: "Shui Qingru, use your previous feelings to stab the air." Let’s see with one sword.”
She was careful not to let the sword penetrate the wooden stake, fearing that the little girl's palm would be injured.
"yes!"
Shui Qingruping raised the bamboo sword, calmed down, gathered all her strength, and slowly found that feeling again.
She stabbed the wooden stake with her sword at a very fast speed. The tip of the sword was only an inch away from the wooden stake and suddenly stopped without moving. A slight strong wind hit the wooden stake and blew away some dust on it.
Yue Anyan and Zhang Wenxing showed a hint of joy in their eyes.
They saw that the little girl had developed inner breath. Although it was weak, it was the real power of inner breath.
The strange thing is that Shui Qingru has never found that Qi feeling. Could it be that the Qi feeling of Shui Qingru's non-attribute "Inner Breathing Method" practiced is different from the performance of other apprentices?
"This sword practice is very good. The strength and speed have been improved to a new level. From now on, you can't compete with others casually unless we are watching. Shui Qingru, just stand still and I will help you." You explore the situation of Dantian Qihai."
Yue Anyan gave some instructions, stretched out two fingers, pressed on the little girl's belly through her single clothes, felt it carefully for a moment, took away his fingers, looked at the little girl who looked up expectantly, and said with a smile: "Congratulations, you are practicing I feel out of breath! It must have been for several days."
"Wow!"
The little girl jumped three feet high and almost burst into tears with joy.
She has been unable to cultivate the sense of breathing for a long time. She seems to be in a hurry on her face, but how can she not be in a hurry?
She didn't dare to show any complaints or impatience. She was the apprentice accepted by Taoist Master Wen Xing with an exception. She had no way out. She didn't want to go back to the days when she had to be looked down upon, looked down upon, disliked, had nothing to eat, and was often beaten. , the kindness her brother and sister-in-law showed to her during the Chinese New Year was all because she entered the Fairy Spirit Temple, and she had already woken up.
She practiced diligently, followed the Guanzhu's teachings, and only practiced one move according to the Guanzhu's requirements.
Now that she has finally overcome the first difficulty, she sees hope of staying in Fairyland for a long time.
The master of the temple once encouraged her: "Only when you endure hardships can you become a master!"
She has nothing but the ability to endure hardship!
She can endure hardship better than anyone else, but she actually doesn't feel it. She is enjoying the blessings of being able to read, read, recite sutras, listen to stories, practice and do some work every day in Qingzheng Villa.
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