Changsun looked at the knife in his hand, and the more he looked at it, the more he couldn't put it down.
I have to say that Wuwei spent a lot of effort to build this knife for him. The weight and length of the knife were all calculated, and it was just right for the eldest grandson.
Moreover, the curvature of the blade is also very particular, which can greatly reduce the wasted effort when drawing the knife.
Changsun swung the knife a few times casually, feeling that it could easily cut through the resistance around him. He couldn't help but praise again, "Good knife."
"That's natural. Think about how many people begged me to forge spiritual weapons for them back then. You got a big advantage, huh." Wuming opened his mouth and said.
"Senior is right, it is the greatest blessing in my life to meet senior. You are not a cheap man, you are a noble man." The eldest grandson got the advantage and behaved well.
"You're a smart kid. By the way, I've been practicing this sword in a hurry and haven't given it a name yet. How about I help you give this sword a name?" Wuming asked.
When the eldest grandson heard that Wuming wanted to give a name, he quickly said: "Senior, don't bother me anymore, I can do it myself."
The eldest grandson has seen Wuming's ability to name names, but the eldest grandson really doesn't dare to compliment him.
Changsun looked at the sword, and after thinking for a moment, he came up with an idea: "The sword must have an indomitable momentum and an indestructible spirit. It can cut the visible and break the invisible. So I named it Po Feng."
The eldest grandson named Po Feng also means that he hopes that one day he can break the seal and rescue Chu Li.
Breaking the wind also breaks the seal.
After Wuming heard the name, he thought for a moment but didn't answer.
Wuming had already heard Changsun's original intention.
"Your road is difficult. This knife is your weapon and your partner. It will accompany you through all kinds of things in the world and go through countless hardships... I hope you can experience in this world and break through the shackles of this world. , find your true self." Wuming spoke silently.
"Okay, stop inking and continue practicing." Wuming said after a moment of silence.
The eldest grandson withdrew his gaze from Po Feng, looked at Wuming with a deep gaze, and said respectfully: "Senior, please give me some advice. This junior is eager for quick success. The day this sword leads me to break through the world will be Po Feng's time."
The eldest grandson renamed the sword "Chenshi".
"Well, then you can use the earthly cultivation method. The method is very simple. It is all on the stone gate. You can see it yourself and follow the mark on the stone gate to draw the sword." Wuming was very satisfied with his eldest grandson's attitude.
Changsun walked to the stone door. The stone door was no longer as uneven as it was when he practiced some time ago, and became much smoother. However, some marks would continue to appear on the wall, just like the lines of a maze, making Changsun confused.
Changsun's practice at this stage involves copying with a knife, but it requires very high precision. This is another practice that seems simple but is actually very difficult.
The eldest grandson looked at it for a while, then suddenly turned his head and asked: "Senior, what is the punishment for making this mistake?"
"Well... there is no punishment this time." Wuming replied.
"Ah... there is no punishment, right?" Zhangsun asked.
"Yes, no. Pain is very useful, but it cannot be regarded as a normal training method. You are already conscious enough now, I think this punishment is not needed for now." Wuming continued to answer.
After hearing this, Changsun stopped asking questions and entered a state of cultivation. With a serious look on his face, he looked at the marks of changes on the stone gate. After thinking for a while, he decisively took out his knife. Sparks flashed when the knife struck the stone door, but Changsun found that he couldn't control the accuracy without making two cuts.
Changsun did not draw the sword blindly, but stopped to think.
Just now, Changsun used the method of previous practice, attaching mental power to the sword and trying to control the direction of the sword. However, after a few cuts, Changsun realized that this did not seem to work.
The mental power attached to the knife cannot be as tightly attached to the body as before, and the huge tremor produced by a few cuts will often scatter the mental power.
Moreover, Changsun also discovered a problem. Although the knife is inch longer and stronger, the knife is hard. If this method is used, it will be difficult for the knife's trajectory to change naturally. Although Changsun believes that this is an inherent drawback of the knife, this sense of ambiguity makes Changsun feel that there is something wrong with his method.
Changsun tried to regain his mental power and moved the knife again. He found that although there were still mistakes, there was no such awkward feeling that was difficult to grasp.
Changsun stopped again and carefully experienced the feeling of wielding the knife twice just now.
The second time seems to be more correct, but why does it still go wrong? And when something goes wrong, Changsun always feels like he is unable to do what he wants.
Wait, it’s beyond your capabilities, why is it so beyond your capabilities?
Logically speaking, after the first stage of training, my strength has become very strong, and the weight of the world is just right for me.
Why...
Changsun suddenly felt a flash of inspiration.
"It's the training of small muscle groups!" Changsun's eyes lit up and he blurted out.
"Yes, it didn't take long to understand my intention. Your mind is very flexible." Wuming praised.
"I don't dare to act like this in front of my seniors." The eldest grandson didn't dare to be complacent. In front of Wuming, the eldest grandson could feel his insignificance all the time.
"Well, this training is to train the small muscles of your body. When you use the knife, you will find that if you just keep cutting down, you are the butcher. A warrior must not only have the aura to swallow mountains and rivers, but also have delicate technical skills. Dominate the world. And these are all obtained through continuous training. But I am not like those idiots who will only practice blindly without thinking about why this is the case. You are not bad, at least you can see through my intentions. " Wuming explained.
Changsun respectfully said yes, and then continued to practice.
The eldest grandson once again marveled at Wuming's unique insights, such comprehensive and in-depth thinking and training, and such advanced insights, which were rarely seen even in the eldest grandson's previous life.
In the following days, Changsun continued to practice hard, but after practicing, he would find time to consult with Wuming on various knowledge.
The deeper the conversation goes, the more Changsun marvels at Wuming's erudition, and Changsun's many fantastic ideas also make Wuming feel bright. But most of the time, Changsun is learning and Wuming is teaching.
These conversations did not bring Changsun rapid improvement in the short term, but they brought him great growth in the long term. It broadened the eldest grandson's horizons, allowing him to view the world, cultivation, and even life from more aspects.
Changsun has been practicing for longer at this stage. Changsun found that the training of these small muscle groups is more complicated and difficult. It is not as easy as imagined to make the knife in his hand feel like a part of his body. Just thinking of the key points is not enough. It takes hard practice.
After an unknown amount of time, Changsun was finally able to wield the sword freely. At this moment, Changsun felt that he had become one with the sword.
Changsun followed the marks on the stone door to move the knife. When he escaped from the focused state of cultivation, Changsun suddenly found that he was following these trajectories to move the knife, like a sword technique.
The eldest grandson stopped and looked at Wuming in confusion.
"No need to doubt, this is indeed a sword technique, but my sword technique has no form, only intention. The marks you copied are the luck of my sword technique. As for the moves, they can be invisible or tangible."
Wuming said, and suddenly the aura on his body changed. Changsun felt like he was facing a mountain, with a majestic aura. Although Wuming didn't hold a knife in his hand, Changsun felt like he was in a knife-like state.
Suddenly, the aura on Wuming's body disappeared without a trace, and then a knife appeared in Wuming's hand. The knife appeared in front of him silently like a ghost in the night. When the eldest grandson found out, the knife had already appeared in front of his neck.
Changsun resisted the thought of running away, but he was already broken into a cold sweat.
Wuming suddenly put away the sword and returned to the original place. Changsun still didn't see clearly when and how Wuming put away the sword.
"This is the sword technique I created. It can borrow the wind or break the wind. The shape depends on the intention." Wuming said proudly.
After listening to this, the eldest grandson seemed to have some insights and thought quietly. After so many days of copying, he had become familiar with this method of swordsmanship and luck. The eldest grandson could see that this method was still tailor-made for him. .
When the practitioner's state is complete, the meridians in the warrior's body will be opened, and then he will enter the magician's state.
After entering the realm of magicians, warriors can practice various spells, and each spell will have a corresponding luck method. At this time, corresponding problems will arise. If the meridians that some magic luck methods need to pass through are not unblocked, This means that warriors cannot practice this spell. If they practice it forcefully, their efforts will be in vain, or they will go crazy.
The more or less dredging of meridians is related to the exercises practiced during the practitioner state. The more advanced the exercises, the more meridians can be unblocked.
Therefore, martial arts are also interpreted as the foundation of a warrior. If the meridians are less dredged, it means that the spells that a warrior can choose are more limited.
The technique that Changsun chose was "Xiao Yun Yu Jue". It was a popular technique, and it could unblock only a few meridians. The nameless sword technique was created on the basis of "Xiao Yun Yu Jue". of.
Wuming is worthy of everyone. Even under such simple conditions as "Xiao Yun Yu Jue", he still creates amazing sword skills. When this sword skill is in the direction of luck, the true energy will flow through the meridians like a rushing river. Exuding majestic momentum.
The most eye-catching thing is that when this sword technique goes against luck, the true energy will be like a rushing stream, fast, urgent, silent, and difficult to guard against.
The more the eldest grandson looked at it, the more amazed he became. In the eldest grandson's opinion, such a spell cannot be accomplished by one person. In fact, the origin of each spell is not created by one person. It is the wisdom of thousands of warriors, accumulated from generation to generation. It was formed in the end.
But Changsun was still puzzled. How could he learn this without sword skills and sword-handling moves? He also couldn't just learn luck techniques and then just hack at people when they saw them.
Changsun thought about it and asked.
Wuming replied: "The reason why I didn't create any moves is to tell you, don't be limited by the moves. What's really difficult to guard against is not the hidden arrows, but the arrows that you don't expect. Do you understand?"
The eldest grandson replied thoughtfully, "I understand, junior."
