When the first snowstorm in Tianshan quietly whitened the entire world outside the cave in the middle of the night, Li Ye's Golden Core realm also broke through to the fourth level as promised.
In the words of the old ape: He can break through even if he is ill, and he can break through even if he is lying on a bamboo chair and sleeping.
Li Ye, who got up early, stretched himself out of the cave and looked at the white sky. He couldn't help but walk out of the shed and stretched out his hand to catch the falling snowflakes.
The snow scene here is different from that of Fairy Peak. There, you can see far away scenery from the top of the cliff. Here, under the mountain stream, you can only see the woods under the rock flats and both sides of the river.
At a glance, except for the flowing water of the river, the rest of the place was covered with a thick layer of white snow.
Li Ye set up the stove in the shed to make tea and porridge, while gently turning the ring in his hand, thinking that he could practice swordplay.
He clearly remembered: Last year, my husband chopped off fifteen snowflakes with one sword in the wind and snow.
Before he knew it, he had already ushered in his second winter on the Tianshan Mountains. The difference was that this winter was his alone.
The wooden sword was left on the mountain without him, so he had no choice but to stand in the wind and snow on the cliff with the Ruoshui sword.
After calming down a little, he reached out to draw his sword and gently slashed at the falling snow.
From Nanyun City to Tianshan, ever since he started practicing with his husband, Li Ye's pride never allowed him to back down when encountering difficulties.
Otherwise, he would not have carried a fifty-pound iron armor in order to practice his physical fitness, and he would not have carried three heavy iron bowls while walking through the streets in order to practice his physical fitness... In order to achieve the goals he set, He can do whatever it takes.
So when he encountered the sky full of snow in front of him, he thought about when he could catch up with his husband.
Although you can't cut fifteen snow blossoms with one sword, you can at least cut off one and a half snow blossoms first, so that you can have a sense of joy in practicing swordsmanship, right?
Although his husband had never taught him such advanced swordsmanship, he believed that as long as he had mastered the Snow-Zhan swordsmanship, his husband would definitely teach him more advanced swordsmanship.
He was convinced of this.
If there is anyone in the world that he relies on and feels most at ease with, it is probably only his husband at the moment.
Although Mu Mu is cute, she is still younger than him. She will not teach him the principles of life and practice. Even people like Li Hongxiu cannot give him much guidance in practice.
Except mr.
My husband told him last year that the wind and snow are not rocks, but pieces of cotton. You cannot use force, otherwise you will cut through the snow.
There was no true energy released, no true energy condensed, and he didn't even use the power of the "Phaseless Dharma Body". He was just like a child in Fengyun City, holding a branch and slashing into the wind and snow all over the sky... .
Drawing out and sheathing the sword takes only an instant. Li Ye lowered his head and looked at the blade of the sword, only to see that there was nothing on the Ruoshui sword. Not to mention breaking a single snowflake, even the falling snowflakes did not stick to it.
I sighed, thinking that I was really impatient and couldn't eat hot tofu. The gentleman has practiced for countless years before he can chop off fifteen snowflakes with one sword. I have just practiced swordplay, how can I master this snow-cutting skill?
Just like Mu Mu practicing his sword with pine needles for the first time, Li Ye closed his eyes, released his consciousness, and faced the wind and snow all over the sky... One snowflake, two snowflakes, one snowflake after another. Sprinkling down towards him.
This time he concentrated his energy and gently swung the sword in his hand, slashing at the oncoming snowflakes.
The sword rose and the snow fell. I put the sword away and looked at the flowers. I saw snowflakes sticking to the sword. It was neither a half-cut snowflake nor a complete snowflake.
Only a few snowflakes chopped into pieces by the iron sword stuck to the iron sword. Within a moment, they melted into a few drops of water and dripped quietly down the tip of the sword...
Without running the true energy to protect his body, he stood quietly on the cliff, drawing out the sword, sheathing the sword, and watching the sword. He practiced this repeatedly for an hour, until the falling wind and snow wrapped him into a big snowman.
It wasn't until Xiaobai, who was hungry, came out to find something to eat, and roared at him who had turned into a snowman several times, that he woke him up from the state of drawing and sheathing his sword.
If the water sword had been frozen in the wind and snow for an hour, the falling snowflakes stuck to it and would no longer melt away quickly. Li Ye lowered his head to look at the sword carefully and sighed softly.
The long blade of the sword was covered with snowflakes chopped up by the iron sword, but not a single one was completely attached to the blade.
In desperation, he put away his sword, swung his body, shook his head, shook the thick snowflakes on his body to the ground, and used the true energy in his Dantian to quickly evaporate the water on his body.
Sitting at the table, the porridge cooking in the pot is already filled with the aroma of rice. He took a bowl and served it to Xiaobai who was impatient.
He touched its head and said: "You idiot, you know how to eat all day long. After listening to the Buddhist scriptures for more than half a year, I haven't seen any improvement in you, but your fur has become a little brighter. Could it be that the Buddhist scriptures you listened to, Have all of them cultivated themselves into this hair?”
Xiaobai squealed a few times and gave him a roll of his eyes, which meant that he was too lazy to pay attention to you and that it was important to eat.
A pair of eyes stared at the porridge in the bowl.
Li Ye took his own bowl of porridge and scolded him with a smile: "You are not an idiot little white wolf, are you? Otherwise, why can't you speak wisely with the divine object you came from that sky?"
After hearing this, Xiaobai simply stopped looking at Li Ye. He hugged the bowl, lowered his head, and drank the porridge in the bowl one mouthful at a time.
Li Ye was stunned, not expecting that this guy would be angry. He didn't say anything at the moment, picked up the porridge, blew on the hot air, and drank it seriously.
He is speechless when eating and sleeping. Even if there is a little white wolf sitting across from him, he must abide by his own rules.
After eating the porridge, Xiaobai swung his butt and ran back to the cave to sleep without even saying hello to Li Ye.
Li Ye put away the porridge in the bowl and pot, took out the tea leaves, and poured boiling water on the purple clay pot and tea cup.
There is heavy snow outside the shed. Drinking a cup of hot tea in this cold season is really one of the joys of life.
Holding the teacup, blowing gently, taking a sip, your mouth is full of fragrance.
Looking at the Ruoshui sword on the table, Li Ye was thinking: He was able to cut the pine leaves into two pieces more than half a year ago. In addition to not being able to complete the engraving on the falling leaves that the teacher had assigned him, he could even briefly swim in the turbulence. Write one to two strokes with an iron sword.
However, I couldn't cut down the heavy snow today. If I used my true energy, not only the snowflakes but also the branches outside the cliff would be cut off wherever the true energy passed.
If I use my consciousness to sense snowflakes like Mu Mu, I can clearly see the falling process of each snowflake, but I can only make the snowflakes stick to the iron sword body instead of cutting it into two pieces.
If he exerts too much force too fast, the speed and weight of the force iron sword will instantly chop the falling snowflakes into pieces. Not to mention two pieces, he doesn't know how many pieces he has broken into.
He regretted not bringing out the wooden sword that Mr. Wang had sharpened. Otherwise, the weight of the wooden sword might not be able to chop the snowflakes into pieces in an instant.
Thinking about the bamboo sword I had made before, I turned it out, put it in my hand and looked at it carefully for a long time, then sighed and said: "This is too rough, how can I cut off the snowflakes?"
In a fit of anger, he threw the bamboo sword in his hand into the fire.
After thinking about it, I have to do it again.
So he walked to the edge of the cliff outside the shed, picked out a relatively thick piece of purple bamboo, picked up the kettle for boiling water, put the bamboo piece on top and turned it gently. He decided to spend a little more time and make a purple bamboo sword that he could use easily. Go try to cut the snow.
The weight of the purple bamboo sword is lighter than that of the wooden sword, and the blade can be sharpened. As long as you master the method of cutting snow with the bamboo sword, you can slowly try to cut the snow with the iron sword.
Putting down the bamboo slices, Li Ye turned down the fire in the stove slightly, drank all the tea in the cup, picked up the bamboo slices and continued to turn and bake them on it. Gradually, a strong fragrance of bamboo filled the shed. .
The cold wind blown in from the cracks in the wall made of bark and bamboo slices created a strange cold fragrance in the entire wooden shed. Li Ye felt very comfortable smelling it, and felt like drinking Li Hongcuff for the first time. Comes the smell of jasmine tea.
Footsteps sounded on the cliff, and the simple shed door was pushed open by the old ape dressed in wind and snow. He wiped the snow on his face with one hand and threw the rabbit he was carrying by the door.
Smelling the fragrance of bamboo that filled the room and watching Li Ye turning the purple bamboo pieces on the stove, the old ape asked in confusion: "What are you doing on this snowy day?"
Li Ye put down the bamboo pieces, added two pieces of pine wood to the stove, and put the kettle on it. "I have nothing to do. I want to sharpen a bamboo sword and see if I can use it to cut off falling snowflakes."
The old ape was stunned, sat down around the table, looked at Li Ye and said, "Use a bamboo sword to cut snow? Don't you have a Ruoshui sword?"
Li Ye handed the Ruoshui sword on the table to the old ape and said with a smile: "Senior, your realm is unpredictable. Go and try to see if you can chop off a few snowflakes."
The old ape took the sword and looked at Li Ye with a smile: "Although I haven't practiced the sword carefully, but when I play with the children on weekdays, I will still make two gestures. Just wait, I will try it." ." After saying that, he picked up the iron sword and dove into the wind and snow outside the shed.
Li Ye shook his head and smiled secretly: "If I could cut snow if I had the realm, then sir wouldn't let me practice the sword so hard."
He flicked the bamboo slices with his fingers and felt that they were almost roasted. He took out a knife from his pocket and began to slowly peel away the edges of the bamboo slices...
What Li Ye didn't expect was that, like an old ape who was about to survive the ninth calamity, he couldn't help but let out an angry roar after staying in the wind and snow for a quarter of an hour.
The roars shook the earth and filled the old ape with all kinds of dissatisfaction.
After another moment, the shed door was pushed open again by the old ape. While shaking his head, he turned his zhenqi to evaporate the water from his body, and gently placed the Ruoshui sword in his hand on the table.
After a while, he let out a dissatisfied roar: "What a broken ball, I chopped it for a long time and swept away all the snow on the cliff. I didn't see that the blade of the sword had cut off half of the snowflakes. It was full of snow slag." ..."
Li Yejiang heated the tea cup for the old ape, poured hot tea and handed it to him. He smiled and said: "Senior, if I can cut off snowflakes just by strength, I don't have to spend so much effort to cut this bamboo sword." ”
The old ape picked up the teacup and held it in his hand, looked at Li Ye and asked, "What's the truth? Do you still need embroidery skills?"
Li Ye was stunned, flashes of lightning flashed in his mind, he pointed at the old ape, and after a while he said: "Thank you, senior, for the enlightenment. This cutting of snow does require embroidery skills. It can neither circulate the true energy, nor can it be used like you." A strong physical body, otherwise a sword will only turn into snow slag on the ground."
"I practiced all morning and thought about it for a long time, but I still haven't found the trick on how to practice. Last year, my husband chopped off fifteen snowflakes with a wooden sword on the mountain. I want to try whittling a bamboo sword. Can you find this feeling? The iron sword is too heavy, so I will start with the bamboo sword."
The wind and snow were blowing outside the shed, and the pine wood was burning brightly in the stove. It was snowing, which was a good weather for sword practice.
