After chatting with He Xianxiang for a while, Chen Ping hurriedly said goodbye and went home.
Cultivation, cultivation is the kingly way.
When passing by the yard, I saw the lights of Yu Qingyi's house were on, and suddenly thought of Breeze Nine Swords.
Today I also found a sword manual of "Nine Breeze Swords" in the market.
I had been thinking of asking Yu Qingyi for advice before, but instead of risking my strength being exposed, it would be better to study this annotated sword manual myself.
If you can figure it out yourself, that's the best way.
No need to be exposed, no need to owe others favors, and avoid unnecessary karma.
Chen Ping thought of this and opened the "Nine Breeze Swords" sword manual that he had found.
He also took out his sword manual "Nine Breeze Swords" and compared the two books. They were exactly the same, both were 'genuine' books.
The difference is that the acquired sword manual is densely packed with annotations from the original owner.
Practice experiences, difficulties encountered, insights on overcoming obstacles, etc.
The blank pages even record some complaints from the original owner.
It may have been written by this monk unintentionally.
But after reading between the lines, Chen Ping understood why this sword manual entered the market.
turn out to be.
The original owner was also a monk obsessed with swordsmanship.
He was very interested in Breeze Nine Swords. He practiced diligently every day. At the same time, he also consulted experts everywhere, or inquired about the practice experience of Breeze Nine Swords, and recorded them all in the sword manual.
Over time, I recorded a lot of experiences.
Some are his own and some are other people's.
But even so, he couldn't continue practicing smoothly. Finally, he became disheartened and gave up practicing this swordsmanship.
And when he was in poverty, he sold the sword manual.
By the time it was transferred to Chen Ping, it had passed through the hands of countless monks.
'Probably not something valuable. '
'It's just a piece of shit that no one cares about. '
Chen Ping smiled to himself.
...I thought I had found a treasure.
Chen Ping, with the mentality of treating a dead horse as a live doctor, turned directly to the content of the seventh pose.
There are still many comments.
But these are not the original sword manual owner's own opinions, but they were obtained from asking around.
Chen Ping read it word for word.
The sword eyebrows frowned slightly, then relaxed and became serious.
'The content of this comment is not simple. '
'Something. '
'The comment says the same as what He Xianxiang said that day. You need to forget the first six postures before you can practice the seventh posture and get started. '
'But I obviously did this a few days ago and didn't get started. What's going on? '
'etc...'
'The annotation also said that the first six postures are a cycle, and the seventh posture is a new beginning. You need to lower your posture and practice like a novice. '
'What does it mean? '
Chen Ping recalled the first six postures.
The first form of the Nine Swords of Breeze: Breeze is rising. The second style: the breeze comes slowly. The third style: gentle breeze and drizzle. The fourth style: The wind cannot lift the strips. The fifth style: the wind is clear and the moon is bright. The sixth form: There is no wind in the hole.
Chen Ping opened his eyes suddenly.
Indeed.
This is such a cycle.
From the 'breeze gradually rising' to the final 'no wind', it experienced the process of wind rising, turbulence and killing, and finally died down.
It's like...
...never mind.
...There is no comparison.
It's really a cycle.
The seventh pose is also called 'Breeze Reappearance'. Isn't this an action of starting over from the lowest point?
I had always thought that the seventh pose was unattainable, and I used a sacred mentality to explore its secrets. On the contrary, I had forgotten that this pose requires a lowered attitude.
'I see. '
Chen Ping felt suddenly enlightened.
'Just try and you will find out. '
He immediately began to practice the seventh posture, practicing as a monk who had never been exposed to Breeze Nine Swords.
After several times...
He was overjoyed.
[Spell: Breeze Nine Swords (Seven Styles): 1/1000. 】
Chen Ping let out a long breath.
After being stuck for several months, I finally got started with the seventh pose.
At this stage, he finally understood that Breeze Nine Swords was actually not difficult to get started with. In other words, for other monks, getting started was the easiest step. The difficulty for them was that it was difficult for them to master every move, and thus they could not advance to the next level. A formula.
'It seems that I have been in over my head before. '
'Fortunately, it's not too late. From now on, it's fine. '
Chen Ping looked at the hourglass and saw that it was already Yin Shi. He was really practicing and didn't realize how fast time was.
It's not just a day.
In the following time, Chen Ping once again entered a state of staying behind closed doors.
Only practicing can give him the greatest sense of accomplishment.
Every time a numerical value jumps to '+1', the corners of his mouth will rise slightly.
...
One month passed in a blink of an eye, and Chen Ping had no intention of going out...if it weren't for the rude knock on the door that interrupted his practice.
Holding back his anger, he went to open the courtyard door.
Who wouldn't be angry if he suddenly stopped when he was clearly enjoying himself?
"Who?" Chen Ping was speechless.
"Open the door for routine inspection." A rude voice came from the outer door.
Chen Ping was stunned for a moment.
Check what?
Didn’t you check it when you rented the house?
The courtyard door creaked open.
There were several young monks standing outside the door. They were tall and thick, but their clothes were fluttering, with delicate cloud patterns showing off on their skirts.
That is the unique symbol of Qingyun Sect.
"Lianyun City Defense, on behalf of the Qingyun Sect, conducts routine house-to-house inspections. Fellow Taoist is Chen Ping, right? Fellow Taoist just needs to put his palm on this jade stone and inject a little spiritual power." The leading monk squinted his eyes. road.
At the same time, he showed off his cards in front of Chen Ping. Then he placed a round jade stone as big as two palms in front of Chen Ping.
Chen Ping nodded, put his palm on the jade, injected a little spiritual power, and asked at the same time:
"My friend, what are you checking?"
The other party was wearing clothes that represented the Qingyun Sect, and he was in public, so he probably couldn't be a fake.
This is why Chen Ping is willing to cooperate.
"Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask." The leader of the monks looked up, then looked down at the jade, and squinted at it:
"Okay, it's okay. If you find a suspicious person during this period, remember to report it to the city defense. There will be a reward."
Seeing that Chen Ping didn't say anything, he added:
"Fellow Daoist Chen, I'm unfamiliar with you. Were you not a monk from the East District before?"
Chen Ping did not deny:
"I moved here from the West End half a year ago."
The leading monk made a long "Oh" sound, put the jade in his arms, lifted his belt, squinted his eyes and said calmly:
"Inspection fee, 5 spirit stones."
