Facing the sea of clouds, Han Xiao carried out the same practice every day. When he opened his eyes at sunrise, he found that his master and Jin Ling 'er had also opened their eyes. Because Linglong was cultivating with his master's wife, her method was quite different from Han Xiao and Jin Ling' er.
After completing twelve cycles of Qi circulation, Han Xiao's legs jolted as he stood up. His arms stretched out like a bird's, and he only turned around and landed several feet above the ground. His left hand reached out and the short knife appeared in Han Xiao's palm. Then, his waist and horse became one, and he advanced and retreated as if he was flying.
Uncle Zhong's left hand blade technique was indeed worthy of the word 'Fate'. It was vigorous and powerful, and the angle was tricky. He didn't pay much attention to the basic slashes of the blade technique. Instead, he focused on lifting, pulling, cutting, and sweeping. However, the short blade in Han Xiao's hand became slower and slower, and the changes became fewer and fewer.
At the beginning, the cold shadows of the blades gathered together. Han Xiao leaped up and pointed the short blade in his left hand at the sky. His tongue was like spring thunder, and only the sound of thunder could be heard in his ears.
Kacha!
Han Xiao stood on the spot with his legs apart, his right hand behind his waist, and his left hand holding the knife in front of him. A deep ravine had been plowed into the huge rock that Han Xiao used to meditate every day.
"En, alright! Xiao 'er's mind was not entirely focused on cooking!”Han Zhitian laughed as he watched Han Xiao finish his saber dance.
" Senior Brother." Jin Ling 'er didn't dare to be too presumptuous in front of Han Zhitian, so she could only call Han Xiao' Senior Brother 'no matter how she called him. However, the moment she said it, it became smooth.
Jin Ling 'er continued," Senior Brother, you've improved again. I don't usually see you working hard. It's really unfair."”
Jin Ling 'er and Han Xiao practiced saber techniques with Uncle Zhong at the same time, but Han Xiao's saber techniques were always better than Jin Ling' er's, which made Jin Ling 'er, who had been practicing martial arts since childhood, very angry.
Han Zhitian chuckled,""The cultivation of martial arts is the most arduous group of people. However, in the end, it's hard to say who will win or lose. It's just that all cultivation can't be achieved quickly by just using force.”
Han Zhitian's enunciation of the word " force " made Jin Ling 'er realize something. She lowered her head and pondered for a moment before pulling out a one-and-a-half-foot-long saber from her waist. This saber was brought back by Jin Ling' er's brother when he heard that his sister had practiced saber techniques. Jin Ling 'er's brother entered the depths of the Hundred Thousand Mountains to cultivate with a peerless expert when he was five years old. At that time, Jin Ling' er didn't even know how to stand, so she didn't have any impression of this brother. However, her brother doted on her sister very much. Since entering the mountain, there would be gifts sent from the mountains every year for the festival and Jin Ling 'er's birthday. From the small wooden candy when she was a child to the big weapons now, Jin Ling' er had received many good things over the years.
This saber was three fingers wide and one and a half feet long. There was a beautiful curve from the tip to the tip. The spine of the saber was half a finger thick. It followed the curve of the blade. The entire saber was like a waning moon lying on the horizon at the beginning of the month and the end of the month. It was cold and threatening, and its cold light flickered.
Jin Ling 'er's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she looked enlightened. The sword in her left hand slowly danced as if she was a beginner. Han Xiao was watching from the side and did not understand, but he saw his master smile and nod with approval. Han Xiao stepped forward and was about to open his mouth. The master waved his hand and pointed at Jin Ling' er for him to look carefully.
Han Xiao turned his head and saw Jin Ling 'er's saber slowly dancing with her body. Han Xiao only felt that Uncle Zhong's overbearing saber technique had become soft in Jin Ling' er's hands, without any momentum.
However, Han Xiao saw the difference after watching for a while. He saw Jin Ling 'er dance faster and faster. Her figure did not move, but the saber in her hand was like a butterfly spreading its wings. The red phoenix faced the sun, pushed the window to look at the moon, and slashed forward and back in one go.
Han Zhitian crossed his arms and waved towards the edge of the cliff. The petals on the ground and the flowers on the cliff seemed to grow wings and flew towards Han Zhitian's hands like a rainbow. Han Zhitian placed his left hand behind his back and raised his right palm. The ball of flowers spun in Han Zhitian's palm. Han Zhitian waved his palm and the flower ball exploded above Jin Ling 'er.
The petals fluttered in the sky, but Jin Ling 'er closed her eyes and was not moved by external objects. The knife moved with the person, and the person turned with the knife. When the petals fell, Jin Ling' er put away the knife and opened her eyes. She saw that the petals on the ground surrounded Jin Ling 'er in a circle. Jin Ling' er stood in the center of the circle and there was no petal.
"Good! Jin Ling 'er, you danced well!"
From afar, Uncle Zhong stroked the long beard on his chest and shouted happily. Jin Ling 'er's serious expression disappeared in an instant. She turned around and smiled, but she saw a petal floating in the sky slowly fall from Jin Ling' er's eyes and was about to land on her feet. However, she saw Jin Ling 'er's eyes become cross-eyed and quickly blew the petal out.
Looking up, she happened to see Han Xiao's expression of wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh. Jin Ling 'er made a fist at Han Xiao, jumped over to Uncle Zhong, and pulled him to act cute.
Han Zhitian looked at Han Xiao and said," Xiao 'er, it's the same knife technique. What's the difference between Jin Ling' er's dance and yours?"”
Han Xiao saw that his master was testing him. He lowered his head and pondered for a moment before saying,"Master, this disciple saw Uncle Zhong use the Deadly Blade Technique. It's big and powerful. Moreover, the blade in my hand is light and strong. However, Junior Sister Ling-er mainly focuses on skill, so it's hard to say who's better.”
Han Zhitian nodded when he saw Han Xiao's understanding.""Cultivation, especially martial cultivation, lies within. In the end, techniques could only be unleashed with the help of internal strength.”After saying that, Han Zhitian bent his palm and waved his hand like a knife. A green knife light whistled out and smashed a stone that Jin Ling 'er used to meditate not far away into powder. Han Xiao and Jin Ling 'er were dumbfounded.
"If I were to use this against the two of you, no matter how brilliant your blade techniques are, it would be useless." Of course, the cultivation of techniques was also very important. If one had deep internal strength but did not know how to use it, wouldn't it be like begging for food with a golden rice bowl? It would be a joke. In the eyes of the master, the key to the cultivation of techniques was to find a suitable path for oneself and to adapt to the circumstances and use it flexibly. One must not be rigidly bound to the form. One must know that the moves were dead, and only the person who controlled the moves was alive. Xiao 'er was very angry and used to using strength as the main thing. However, if he met someone who was stronger than him, if he still used strength as the main thing, wouldn't he be courting death?”
Han Zhitian didn't continue. Instead, he let Han Xiao and Jin Ling 'er understand the meaning of it themselves. This was better than Han Zhitian forcefully instilling it into them.
Uncle Zhong looked at Han Xiao and Jin Ling 'er with a smile. After all, Uncle Zhong had been teaching them most of the time since they came up the mountain. Han Zhitian had taught them nothing other than how to read and write every day like a teacher, as well as some strange stories about mountains, rivers, and the world.
Uncle Zhong chuckled at Han Zhitian's explanation,""Zhitian, is it time?"
Han Zhitian nodded when he heard Uncle Zhong's question,""Yes! It's time!" Then, Han Zhitian smiled." These two children have a good foundation. Uncle Zhong, thank you for your hard work. Although Jin Ling 'er came up the mountain a little late, Kaji didn't mistreat her in the tribe. This child is full of spiritual energy. Although she doesn't suffer as much as Xiao' er, she's not bad either.”
Uncle Zhong stroked his beard and laughed loudly when he heard what Han Xiao said."What's there to work hard for? This is also considered my disciple. My two moves can be considered to have successors. I didn't bury my ancestors. In the future, it will be their world.”At the end, Uncle Zhong's words had a hint of desolation.
Han Zhitian patted Uncle Zhong's back and smiled,""Let bygones be bygones. Didn't you also say that the world will be theirs in the future?”However, there was no joy in Han Zhitian's smile.
Han Zhitian continued," When I think of the day when they leave the mountain and travel the world, I can't wait to teach them everything I know. However, this matter can't be rushed. We have plenty of time.”
Han Xiao and Jin Ling 'er pondered for a while and saw Uncle Zhong and Master talking in the distance. Jin Ling' er jumped to Uncle Zhong's side and asked,""Uncle Zhong, Master, what are you talking about?”
Han Xiao didn't dare to be as presumptuous as Jin Ling 'er. He stood obediently beside Han Zhitian and looked at Uncle Zhong and the others.
Uncle Zhong smiled and patted Jin Ling 'er's shoulder."You little girl, you're always so rude. I'm here to call you guys for dinner.”
After a morning of vigorous exercise, Jin Ling 'er was already hungry. When she heard that there was food, she ran to the kitchen, afraid that she would not be able to eat if she was late.
Originally, they had agreed to go down the mountain to pick herbs with Uncle Zhong today, but after dinner, Uncle Zhong asked him and Jin Ling 'er to go to the Moon Platform to find Han Zhitian. Han Xiao and Jin Ling' er went out of the kitchen courtyard and saw Linglong and Master's wife. Han Xiao and Jin Ling 'er went forward to greet Master's wife and looked at Master.
Han Zhitian waved at Jin Ling 'er,"Ling' er, lend me your knife."”
Jin Ling 'er untied the scimitar at her waist and handed it to Han Zhitian. Han Zhitian held the scabbard in his left hand and pulled out a section of the scimitar with the handle in his right hand.
Facing the sunlight, Han Zhitian looked at the blade and the two ancient seal characters on the swallowing mouth, and couldn't help but sigh again,""Good saber! What a good Cold Moon Scimitar!"
It turned out that Jin Ling 'er's saber was called Cold Moon. Han Zhitian pulled the scimitar out of the scabbard with a clang. The beautiful arc pointed to the sky, as if there was a crescent moon hanging on the side of the sun.
Han Zhitian tossed the scabbard to Ye Shuangyue and then jumped back and forth to practice a set of sword techniques.
Ever since he came up the mountain, Han Zhitian had not taught Han Xiao and Jin Ling 'er anything else other than the Art of Longevity. In the past few years, Han Xiao had been puzzled at the beginning until he seemed to have realized it recently. His master had integrated the skills that needed to be taught into his life. After understanding this point, Han Xiao believed that as long as he did the things that his master asked him to do well in his life and satisfied his master, his master would naturally teach him other skills. Not teaching him now only proved that he was not doing well enough.
Han Xiao and Jin Ling 'er had also mentioned this before. Therefore, Han Xiao and Jin Ling' er were more surprised that their master taught them the saber technique today, and then they were excited. What their master taught them so seriously was definitely not a simple martial arts technique. Moreover, Jin Ling 'er was very meticulous. She found that Uncle Zhong did not come to observe. Uncle Zhong was equivalent to half a master of the three of them. Even Uncle Zhong had to avoid suspicion. The saber technique must be the secret of their master. Therefore, the little girl and Han Xiao were watching Han Zhitian's practice with their eyes wide open.
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