Becoming an inner disciple, day three.
Lin Xiaofei frowned slightly, a hint of doubt in his heart.
Previously, Senior Brother Qin Hong had said that with his extremely high talent in martial arts, he wanted Master Guo Tianheng to accept him as a disciple. However, three days have passed, and Guo Tianheng has not sent anyone to look for him at all.
However, he didn't think much of it.
For him, being able to become an inner disciple was already very satisfying. As for whether anyone would accept him as a disciple, it really didn't matter. As long as he could exchange for the martial arts manuals of the sect, and with the herbs planted in the space bead, he could greatly increase his martial arts strength, and it was even possible for him to become a master in a short period of time.
So for the past few days, Lin Xiaofei has been quietly cultivating in a corner of the training ground.
Although he had a slight idea in his mind that if he were to be accepted as a disciple by Guo Tianheng, the head of internal affairs, it would be the icing on the cake for him. He could use Guo Tianheng's status to elevate himself and create many conveniences for himself.
"Since no one has accepted me as a disciple, I shouldn't think about it anymore."
There's only one goal left: to cultivate diligently and increase my strength. That's the most important thing.
Lin Xiaofei did not have the mind of a ten-year-old child, and he quickly calmed himself down.
Now that he has mastered the Flowing Palm technique, he can be considered to have some martial arts skills.
He originally wanted to cultivate the Flowing Palm technique to perfection, but the number of herbs planted in the Space Bead was only 333, which was probably not enough to accelerate the cultivation of the Flowing Palm technique to perfection.
As a second-best option, he planned to first master the Eighteen Swift Wind Swords and then further improve his swordsmanship.
At the same time, this was also preparation for seizing martial arts manuals.
After several days of training, his strength has improved considerably. He was initially hesitant, but now that he has some methods, he has decided to try to seize the three secret techniques for body tempering from ordinary cultivation methods.
In fact, if a disciple of the Qingfeng Gang masters the Qingfeng Leg technique, he can exchange silver from the gang for a decent ordinary martial art. However, he is currently lacking some conditions.
Furthermore, the thought that the rat-beast's owner was a cultivator made him somewhat uneasy.
Of course, if that cultivator could endanger his life, he could simply hide in the spatial bead, but he still has family outside, so he cannot be careless.
Therefore, he only wanted to improve his strength as soon as possible, because with each increase in strength, he would have more confidence.
"According to rumors, tomorrow, the Song Family Escort Agency will have two escort missions. One team will go through the east gate and the other through the west gate. The bandit He Buzhong is in one of the teams."
Regardless of when these two caravans leave, I need to master the Eighteen Swords of Swift Wind beforehand. This will increase my strength and improve my chances of successfully seizing the manual.
Lin Xiaofei walked out of the training ground, returned to his room, held a longsword he had stolen from the training ground in his hand, and then went directly into the spatial bead to begin cultivating.
The Eighteen Swift Swords technique involves using the wrist to generate power, resulting in continuous swordplay with sword shadows following the movement, and multiple swords becoming one.
However, Lin Xiaofei had already mastered the Flowing Palm technique to a high level, and he was very proficient in using his wrist to generate force. He had the ability to apply his knowledge to other techniques and could use it effortlessly.
Therefore, the wrist strength he channeled into wielding the Eighteen Swift Wind Swords allowed him to become familiar with it more quickly.
First sword technique, second sword technique, third sword technique...
The longsword in Lin Xiaofei's hand seemed to be cutting through the spring breeze, elegant and unrestrained.
More than an hour passed, and he continued to practice his swordsmanship tirelessly.
Suddenly, amidst the continuous swordplay, Lin Xiaofei's longsword flashed several streaks of light, as if it had cleaved through the void. A sword cry rang out, and a stream of air followed, surging towards the black soil on the ground, causing clouds of black dust to rise up.
"cut!"
Holding a long sword, he swung it out in one stroke, unleashing the final move of the Eighteen Swift Wind Swords technique: a slash.
puff!
The black soil on the ground scattered and exploded. The long sword in his hand sliced through the thick black soil, carving a deep and long gash in the ground.
"Haha, I've mastered the basics of the Eighteen Swords of Gale."
Lin Xiaofei was overjoyed, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.
If it weren't for the wrist strength generated by the Flowing Palm technique, without the aid of herbs, he estimated that it would have taken him at least ten days to cultivate. Now, in just over an hour, he has already entered the basics.
"Currently, there are still more than three hundred herbs planted in the space bead. It is estimated that they can at most accelerate the cultivation of the Eighteen Swift Wind Swords to the minor completion stage."
Lin Xiaofei glanced at the herbs planted on the black soil and began to ponder.
Since arriving in Qingshan Town, he would occasionally stroll through the streets and alleys, hoping to buy some herbal seedlings or seeds, but there were almost none available.
Cultivating medicinal herbs is something that only powerful forces do. Small farmers don't dare to cultivate medicinal herbs, as they wouldn't even be enough for wild animals to eat. Therefore, he has never found a new way to obtain medicinal herbs.
Taking a deep breath, without saying a word, Lin Xiaofei squatted down, picking herbs and putting them into his mouth at the same time.
He ate until his stomach was full, swallowing three hundred herbs. Immediately, the medicinal effects kicked in, his blood flow accelerated, and his whole body felt hot.
Holding a longsword, he began practicing the Eighteen Swift Wind Swords, repeatedly demonstrating the sword technique, and a wealth of insights into the Eighteen Swift Wind Swords appeared in his mind.
Due to the effects of the medicine, the strength in his legs, waist, and arms was gradually increasing, allowing him to cultivate the Eighteen Swift Wind Swords at a faster pace.
"Now, I have mastered the Lesser-Complete Eighteen Swords of Gale and the Greater-Complete Piercing Palm, so I can be considered to have decent combat strength."
If I were to fight that rat-beast again, I could easily kill it.
As for being able to hold my own against ordinary peak martial artists, I could probably manage a fight.
Lin Xiaofei not only made great progress in his martial arts skills, but also greatly improved his physical strength.
With his current strength, he is capable of fighting Yu Gang, who taught him the Green Peak Leg technique.
The improvement in his strength, especially the increased power of his attack methods, calmed his previously uneasy heart considerably, and even gave him some confidence.
After a period of intense training, Lin Xiaofei realized he was hungry. He left the spatial bead, went to the cafeteria for a meal, and then returned to his room to rest.
Lin Xiaofei lay on the bed, opened his eyes, and couldn't help but feel a little excited.
In just a few days, he had mastered two martial arts techniques to a certain level. If other martial artists were to master two martial arts techniques at the same time, it would take them about ten years. Just thinking about it made him very excited.
Furthermore, he has a solo plan for tomorrow, which makes him even more excited and allows him to indulge in all sorts of wild thoughts.
The next day, when it was pitch black outside, Lin Xiaofei got up.
He put on his own clothes instead of those of an inner disciple, opened the door, and quietly left the sect's residence.
He walked out without carrying anything in his hands, so as not to let others discover that he was up to something and to appear that everything was normal.
However, the longsword he stole from the training ground has already been placed in his spatial bead.
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