While several women were chatting, Li Ye went to the wine shed, opened the wine jar, and poured a jar of new wine. Smelling the strong aroma of wine, he couldn't help but think of the drunken jar in Prajna Temple.
After practicing for so many years, he realized for the first time that he was a boring person. He was focused on his own world and never cared about the people around him.
Only when Mu Mu suddenly left him did he feel a strong sense of loss and helplessness.
Thinking about what he said to Jiang Ruoyu and Tang Qiuyu, and thinking about his future path, he couldn't help but feel a little confused. If he really went to the Shura Realm, wouldn't he be separated from his relatives around him?
I don’t know if my husband has been to any place or whether he can go to that place.
At this time, he regretted why he didn't take advantage of the white-clothed woman's presence to ask more about the Shura Heaven Realm and other heaven realms.
Walking to the living room with the wine vat in hand, thinking about the previous conversations about Nangong Ruyu's practice, I vaguely felt that there was something that I couldn't say in too much detail, otherwise I might accidentally let it slip at some point. What should I do?
Smelling the strong aroma of wine, Tang Qiuyu looked at him and asked, "Is the wine ready?"
"It's almost done. Let's wait for another winter to suppress the severe cold. It will be even more delicious in spring." Li Ye looked at the two of them and said with a smile.
Li Ye looked at Tang Qiuyu in front of him, thinking about what was going on in the small courtyard of Prajna Temple.
Xia Wutong couldn't wait to learn the ground-cutting sword technique from him. He looked at him and said, "Go out and practice?"
He still thought about Li Ye's stunning sword strike in the Southern Xinjiang City Lord's Mansion, and how he shouted with joy after crossing the Fuchun River. Although she had not really been on the battlefield, at least she could do two battles. All experienced personally.
Li Ye looked back at Feixue outside the window and said bitterly: "I don't have any skills. I don't know how much effort it will take and how much time will be wasted..."
In his opinion, there was absolutely no need for Xia Wutong to practice snow-cutting swordsmanship like he did in Tianshan. After all, he was really bored at that time, so he thought that being idle was also idle.
Xia Wutong pointed at Nangong Ruyu, who was chewing melon seeds with his head down, and said, "I have seen your sword intention before, and now I want to learn it again. Since you can teach Yu'er, can you teach me too?"
Hearing this, Li Ye couldn't help laughing and said, "Yu'er, tell sister Wutong how you practice swordsmanship, and I'll ask my sister to accompany you later."
Nangong Ruyu's eyes widened and she asked doubtfully: "Didn't Master bully Yu'er with the three snow chickens in the morning? Why do you still have to practice swordsmanship in the afternoon?"
Li Ye looked at her and replied gently: "Because the master wants Yu'er to become powerful as soon as possible, so that in the future, the master will not have to follow you all day long."
Nangong Ruyu was stunned, reached out and scratched his little head, and said distressedly: "Can I not practice today and just be lazy for a while."
Li Ye smiled and said, "Okay, but you have to double the amount tomorrow to make up for the slack you got today."
Xia Wutong looked at the two of them and added in confusion: "Junior brother, what did you say to Yu'er? Why can't I understand a word."
Li Ye sighed and said, "Since you want to practice, then use my sword, but remember to return it to me after you use it, and ask Mr. Tang to sharpen another one for you tomorrow."
After saying that, he took out the purple bamboo sword and handed it to her: "Let's start with the bamboo sword. Wooden swords will also work. Yu'er used a wooden sword."
Xia Wutong looked at his conversation with Nangong Ruyu and was a little dumbfounded. He took the purple bamboo sword and asked, "Why do I need to use a bamboo sword? Can't I use the sword you gave me?"
Li Ye looked at her distress and said, "I used a bamboo sword at the beginning. You can try it with your own iron sword."
Tang Qiuyu looked at Xia Wutong and said, "When I met the Imperial Master on Tianshan Mountain, he used a bamboo sword."
The meaning is obvious. If you really want to learn, you have to start with bamboo sword training.
Seeing the reluctance on Xia Wutong's face, he could only explain: "With your current understanding of the world and your control of strength, even if you touch the snowflakes in the wind, there will only be a pile of broken snow left in the end. , only with a lighter bamboo sword can it be possible to feel the speed and direction of falling snowflakes..."
"One more thing, you can't use true energy!" Nangong Ruyu raised her head, looked at Xia Wutong and said seriously.
"You haven't used your true energy yet?" Xia Wutong finally collapsed, looking at the master and apprentice and asked blankly.
Li Ye looked at her with a smile and said softly: "Yu'er is younger than you. She earns two thousand swords every day now. I earned ten thousand swords at that time. Forget it, you can count it by yourself."
Listening to Li Ye's words, Xia Wutong was stunned. This was the first time he heard that he didn't need to practice swordsmanship with zhenqi, but had to practice counting at the same time.
Li Ye looked at her and shook his head. He looked at Nangong Ruyu and said, "Yu'er, you will teach your sister how to practice the sword later. Watch her and don't be lazy. Remember, she is more than twice your age."
Jiang Ruoyu looked at her, smiled and nodded, and said softly: "You can also choose not to practice. The national master cannot force you to practice. Haven't you seen Yu'er obediently counting by herself every day?"
Nangong Ruyu looked at her and nodded, smiling: "Yu'er has never been lazy. The master said that if you are lazy for one day, you have to make up for it the next day. Sister, do you want to accompany Yu'er?"
Nangong Ruyu's voice was very small, but it impacted Xia Wutong's heart.
He thought to himself that when you were training for ten thousand, your little apprentice also asked for two thousand, but I only had five thousand... I don't believe it, I can be even worse than you were back then.
In fact, Li Ye was afraid of hitting her, so he didn't mention that he had practiced his left hand ten thousand times.
Xia Wutong agreed with a grimace, but still couldn't help but glance at Li Ye secretly, probably thinking that he finally made up his mind to practice swordsmanship with you, so you can't ignore me.
Jiang Ruoyu glanced at Tang Qiuyu, and the two of them smiled knowingly, finally this time was not in vain.
...
A gust of north wind blew, and countless snowflakes were flying.
Li Ye stood under the tree in the bluestone courtyard and looked at Nangong Ruyu, Xia Wutong in front of him, with a warm smile on his face.
He opened his mouth and said softly: "Yu'er doesn't have spiritual consciousness, but you already have it, princess. You can try to close your eyes, release your spiritual consciousness, and feel the trajectory of the falling snowflakes in the air."
From a distance of two feet, he waved his hand lightly, and if the water sword appeared in his hand, Li Ye closed his eyes and released his consciousness to feel the snowflakes in the air and the elusive north wind.
"Master, what is spiritual consciousness?" Nangong Ruyu tilted her head slightly, with a confused expression on her face, but it could be seen that she was much more serious than usual.
"Yu'er, you won't be able to do it for several years. Don't ask now, how much practice have you had on practicing your own sword?
Li Ye, with his eyes closed, replied quietly.
"Oh, then I'll ask the master when Yu'er grows up. I'm...seventy-seven..." Nangong Ruyu replied with a smile.
Looking at the two masters and apprentices, Xia Wutong thought thoughtfully and replied, "I want to give it a try."
After saying that, he imitated Li Ye and closed his eyes, trying to let go of his consciousness to feel the subtle changes between heaven and earth, to feel the trajectory of falling snowflakes, and to feel the direction of the north wind.
Li Ye said softly: "This is a very boring and boring practice. It may take you countless years of effort, and you may even continue to practice it throughout your life."
"Why?" Before Xia Wutong could reply, Nangong Ruyu raised her head and looked at Li Ye and asked.
Li Ye looked at her and smiled: "This year you may have been practicing all winter, and you can't touch a single snowflake... Next year you may cut off one... What about the year after that?"
Xia Wutong lowered his head and thought for a while, and seemed to understand this truth. Anyone who wants to chop off one more snowflake is a consideration of his own cultivation, and it is also a kind of self-affirmation.
She finally understood why Li Ye practiced swordplay in the snow every winter. It turned out to be this reason.
Looking at Xia Wutong's appearance, Li Ye couldn't help but smile and said: "I practiced the bamboo sword for ten years before switching to the iron sword. If you think your swordsmanship is superb, you can try it directly with the iron sword."
Xia Wutong shook his head and said nothing.
"Master, you are going to roast snow chicken for Yu'er tonight." Nangong Ruyu looked at him and said coquettishly: "Yu'er worked hard all morning and was spoiled by those snow chickens. You are going to feed Yu'er chicken legs. "
"You practice your sword well, and I will give it to you after you practice."
Li Ye ignored her and just focused on the Ruoshui sword in his hand. He felt that it wouldn't be long before he could break through the iron sword's ability to cut snow.
This was a qualitative leap, and he secretly liked it.
Xia Wutong, who had his eyes closed, shook his head with a wry smile and sighed: "This spiritual consciousness is indeed difficult to control. I clearly saw it going to the left and stretched out my hand, but it flew to the right again."
Li Ye glanced at her, shook his head and said, "I'm just teaching you this. Your task this winter is not to kill snow, but to be like Yu'er, five thousand swords a day."
"Just swing the five thousand sword casually? Don't you want to kill Xue?" Xia Wutong opened his eyes in disbelief and looked at him blankly.
Li Ye frowned and said, "Have you seen Yu'er's method of practicing swordsmanship? It should be the same as hers."
Nangong Ruyu, who was wielding a wooden sword, looked at Xia Wutong and said, "Master said that you should turn the action of swinging the sword into your body's memory, so that you don't have to think about danger in the future."
Li Ye shook his head, looked at the two of them and said: "Let every movement become the memory of your arm muscles, remember the strength of each sword, the direction of the swing, and keep it consistent. Only in this way can it be useful to practice five thousand swords, isn't it? Let you two dance wildly!"
Xia Wutong was suffocated at first, then chuckled, and said with a smile: "It turns out that the speed and direction of each sword must be maintained."
"Otherwise?" Li Ye glared at the two of them fiercely, turned around and walked back into the room.
"Keep count by yourself, don't be lazy, am I watching?"
Li Ye was chattering as he walked. He looked like a master who had taught his apprentices for many years, even more like a master than a master.
Nangong Ruyu looked at the direction he left and laughed.
"Master, that's just like this. Sister, don't be angry. She went to the snow with Yu'er in the morning and was even more violent. She saw Yu'er falling but didn't come to help her."
"This person..." Xia Wutong suddenly realized that he couldn't find an appropriate word to describe the guy in front of him.
From childhood to adolescence, and now to youth in the blink of an eye, this guy has unknowingly entered his life for more than ten years. In the blink of an eye, I realized that time flies so fast.
"Sister, Master, he practiced for several years before getting started. He told me not to be impatient."
Looking at Xia Wutong's appearance, Nangong Ruyu whispered comfort.
From the time he started practicing, Li Ye didn't actually have any great swordsmanship, but after experiencing several robberies and killings, he had a good understanding of how to kill enemies.
It was nothing more than that he was just like Mu Mu when he practiced swordsmanship. His swordsmanship focused on speed, accuracy, straightness, and ruthlessness.
He once told Mu Mu: "First of all, you must cultivate yourself to a perfect state, where you can attack when you advance, and defend when you retreat. Then you can use the most ruthless sword to deal with the enemies in front of you as quickly as possible."
Looking at Li Ye who opened the door and walked in, Jiang Ruoyu asked calmly: "How many years do you think it will take for my daughter to start practicing this swordsmanship?"
Li Ye raised his head and glanced at Tang Qiuyu, then smiled and said, "Hasn't Mr. Tang been teaching the princess swordsmanship? This is not swordsmanship for me, just the basics of swordsmanship."
Tang Qiuyu looked at him and smiled: "Your basic skills are better than many sword skills!"
This contains several basic sword techniques with sword intent. How can it be accessible to ordinary people?
Tang Qiuyu actually wanted to practice this most basic swordsmanship with Xia Wutong.
She also wanted to tell Li Ye: "I want to try it!"
