Chapter 215 I'll change to a small account to accompany you
Raising the sword and stabbing the same point repeatedly is definitely a very important training process for beginners. It requires eyesight, stability, accuracy, and familiarity with the sword. Later, you will have to switch from a fixed target to a moving target.
When Chugo was a kid, he had to keep the same swing posture for hundreds of times when learning table tennis, so he understood this very well. Or maybe it was because he agreed with this way of practice that he reflected it when he wrote the book.
In the end, I got myself into trouble. I was transported into the book. Instead of being affectionate with the beautiful master, I was stuck in this thorny tree. Woohoo...
In fact, considering his current condition, the thorn tree does not have such a good effect.
It was originally an exercise to form muscle memory, but he is now a soul body, so this problem does not exist, and he will not get tired, but tired in spirit. The so-called stabbing accuracy is not a problem for a cultivator who can travel through the soul, it is difficult to be inaccurate.
However, when it comes to familiarity and mastery of the sword, it does make sense. In this process, one becomes more and more familiar with the characteristics of the sword, every bit of weight, thickness, and even wind resistance... repeated over a long period of time, just like using one's own arm.
Only if you know the sword of the prophet can you resist it, otherwise the flying sword is just a hidden weapon.
I wrote it myself... I have to practice it even if I have to kneel down.
This is the only way for every swordsman to get started. Qiu Wuji and Chu Tiange have practiced this way for countless days and nights. Now it is his turn.
In comparison, learning the Golden Bell Cover and the Folding Plum Hand in modern times is really like a game.
Xuanji sat aside with her chin in her hand, watching. She was bored at first. What was so interesting about watching people fencing? But the more she watched, the more surprised she became.
She found that her junior uncle's sword looked a little strange and awkward, but it seemed that the distance between each sword was the same.
I didn't feel anything at first, but gradually I felt more and more that something was wrong, as if it was in line with some kind of natural rhythm. The "knock knock" sound of the thorns on the tree was like the echo of a Huangzhong Dalu, cleansing my soul with each sound.
Later on, that unfamiliar feeling disappeared, I became more and more stable, and the stabbing points became more and more accurate.
It seems as if every movement is a repetition of the previous one. No matter how you jump back and forth in time, you can only see the same overlap.
This is a person who just started learning sword last night?
Qiu Wuji stood at the window and looked at it, also a little absent-minded.
This is indeed in line with the rhythm of the Heavenly Dao, but to him, he is the Heavenly Dao. As long as he devotes his whole body and mind to following the rules, then it will naturally be in line with the Heavenly Dao.
This is really cheating. It would take at least 800 years for others to reach this level, if not a thousand years...
Xuan Ji, who was watching from the sidelines, was blessed with great fortune. The process of watching the sword practice was tantamount to understanding the way of heaven, and would be of great benefit to her future growth.
"Xuan Ji, practice with your junior uncle."
"Yes." Xuanji had been eager to try, and drew his sword to salute: "Please teach me, Junior Uncle."
"Clang!" The sword was like a swimming dragon, reflecting the ice and snow.
Looking at the sword lights shining through the window, Qiu Wuji became more and more distracted.
I'm not teaching you swordsmanship, but if you continue like this, I'm afraid you're cheating the entire Yunji Sect...
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"Ouch, it hurts, stop pulling!"
"How dare you! You almost couldn't even beat Xuan Ji. You're such a disgrace to me!"
"We fought in the end! Xuanji is also an inner sect disciple, and she has practiced very advanced swordsmanship. I only used basic swordsmanship to fight her, and it's good enough that I won... You really think she's just a handyman!"
"Anyway, she's just a little girl who has only practiced for three years!" Qiu Wuji grabbed Chu Ge's ear and dragged him inside: "You are not allowed to sleep tonight. Go to the first floor of the Sword Trial Cave and stay there for four full hours. Don't come out to see me for even a moment less!"
"Oh no, I'm afraid I'll have to go back early tomorrow morning. Are you sure you want to lock me up in the cave tonight?"
"So what do you want? Sleep in my room?"
"Emmmm..."
"It contains all kinds of sword marks and sword intentions, and you can practice sword attacks by yourself. It can be considered as training for group battles, but it is very basic and not difficult. Go ahead."
"Bang!" Qiu Wuji kicked Chu Ge on the butt and kicked him into the sword-testing cave.
Chu Ge's screams came from inside: "Qiu Wuji, I'm suing you for abusing your apprentice!"
"Who in the hall is suing me?" Qiu Wuji shouted inside and closed the entrance to the cave.
Turning around, he saw the disciples guarding the cave staring at their leader in amazement, like stone statues.
Qiu Wuji regained his dignity and said, "You guys keep a good watch on him. Don't let him out before four hours."
“But Sect Master…” The disciples were a little hesitant: “Four hours, if he can’t hold on… he will die…”
"Don't worry about it. You won't die." Qiu Wuji turned away.
The disciples looked at each other.
They were all inner disciples who had trained for many years, and they could only stay in there for an hour...
Qiu Wuji's spiritual consciousness had quietly followed into the cave, watching the thousands of swords being fired all around, and Chu Ge dodging left and right in an awkward manner.
With me watching, how can it be the same...
Sect Leader Qiu did not realize how justified he was in giving such unfair special treatment. Of course, a direct descendant should be given the treatment of a direct descendant... Moreover, this stinking direct descendant was the way of heaven.
Look how long it took him to go from dodging in a panic to do it with ease?
This is a combination of group combat training and body and footwork. Chu Ge has been practicing his body movements for a long time... The plum blossom pile in the black room before was not very effective, so this is advanced.
As long as you master it, you can walk around in it forever without getting hurt, let alone four hours.
Qiu Wuji suddenly thought that it would be better if he came in his real body. If he was hit by the sword energy, the Golden Bell Cover would still be effective... Thinking about it this way, Chu Ge’s combat power was actually very strong, even surpassing most of the ordinary inner disciples. After practicing for a few more days, he might be able to fight with some ordinary deacons.
Unfortunately, he is still just a soul body. Pure soul body has advantages, but also many disadvantages.
"Swoosh!" A sword energy swept past, and Chu Ge was finally unable to dodge, and his arm was cut.
The soul body has no blood, but it hurts a lot. The wound of the soul is no joke. In this sense, Chu Ge's condition is actually very fragile.
He is not yet a spirit, and a soul without the protection of a body is fragile.
Chu Ge was grimacing in pain and cursing, "You bitch, wait and see how I'll beat you when I get back."
Qiu Wuji curled his lips.
You're still distracted. You're going to get stabbed again, idiot.
"Swish, swish, swish!" Countless sword energies invaded everywhere. Before long, Chu Ge had no idea how many sword cuts he had suffered.
Fortunately, the soul looked uninjured, otherwise it would have been covered in blood.
Chu Ge was in so much pain, but it aroused his ferocity. The sword in his hand blossomed like snow blooming in a cave.
Qiu Wuji looked at the sword energy scraping at him, pursed his lips with some heartache, but controlled himself not to intervene in the rescue.
Four hours...eight hours.
He certainly can.
Unfortunately, this would definitely shorten his stay in this world. He could have stayed until tomorrow morning, but now it seems that he should go back after these eight hours...
Before we knew it, dawn had broken.
Chu Ge shouted breathlessly: "Has the four hours come? The sword energy here will never stop. People are going to die!"
A strong wind blew past, and Chu Ge felt dizzy. When he came to his senses, he was already in Qiu Wuji's wooden house.
Chu Ge stared at her angrily: "You know that the soul body is in pain? Why do you have to wait for four hours? Now I can't hold on any longer. What should I do if I want to go back?"
Qiu Wuji said with an evasive look: "I have also rested enough, so I will go back with you..."
I was a little hasty in urging you to do this, but it was not just so that we could join hands in the martial arts world sooner...
Don't be mad at me, at worst I can create a new account and go back to take care of you...
Chu Ge's angry expression began to become blurred. He really couldn't hold on any longer and wanted to go back.
As Chu Ge's body gradually disappeared, Qiu Wuji's soul separated from the world and traveled across the boundaries.
Chu Ge, who was sitting in front of the computer, woke up with a start. He saw that the document had 30,000 words written on it... This distraction was too outrageous. He sat in front of the computer and had no time to think about anything else. He didn't eat or sleep, and just wrote. Apart from uploading a chapter when the word count was almost right, he didn't do anything else.
Now that I’m awake, I feel so tired…
In the book, his soul was injured and his body was cut by thousands of swords. Now he still has the aftereffects and is suffering from a terrible headache.
Chu Ge didn't even have the energy to curse. He stood up drowsily and was about to throw himself onto the bed.
Qiu Wuji's figure appeared beside him and hugged the shaky Chu Ge: "Chu Ge Chu Ge, what happened to you?"
Chu Ge hugged her and threw her on the bed: "Little apprentice, you are here? Sleep with the master first, I will beat you tomorrow..."
"Wait, I haven't changed my clothes yet..."
“Don’t change, just transform into one outfit… Don’t transform into pajamas, or I’ll hug that cold-faced woman wearing the sect leader’s robes… I’m so pissed off…”
Qiu Wuji was both angry and amused, and said softly: "Okay, okay, that evil woman is so bad, I will help you teach her a lesson..."
She transformed into the sect leader's robes and was held tightly in Chu Ge's arms, rolling on the bed.
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PS: Here it comes, I can’t make up for it, maybe tomorrow
(End of this chapter)
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