the next morning
In front of the True Martial Hall
The morning sun had just risen, and it shone with golden light. The mountains and rivers were bathed in it, and the multicolored light rippled as the sea of clouds surged.
"Good disciple, look carefully."
Wang Zhonglou stood in front of the practice platform with his hands behind his back. In the distance was a cliff.
"This Sunrise Qi Sword is a sword technique that is compatible with the Connate Qi Refinement Art. It focuses on the integration of form and spirit, qi and sword, and body and sword.”
After saying that, he raised his hand and waved. The long sword on the youth's back was unsheathed and landed in his hand. Wang Zhonglou stabbed out with his sword, causing the long sword to buzz.
The sword edge swept past, and then it changed its moves. The sword moves continued, flowing like water. The movement technique matched the footwork, and the footwork matched the sword technique. As it moved, a cold light appeared.
Lin Xuan stared intently, and his heart was greatly shocked.
His master's voice rang in his ears." The Sunrise One Qi Sword uses qi to control the sword. The sword technique is upright and upright, but it doesn't lose its changes. When it's fierce, it's like the rising sun, unstoppable. When it changes, it's like the surging sea of clouds, strange and unpredictable.”
After a full 15 minutes, Wang Zhonglou finally finished using this set of sword techniques. He stopped and looked at the youth, asking,""Good disciple, do you have a look?"
If it was any other disciple, Wang Zhonglou would definitely not ask this. However, after seeing Lin Xuan's almost photographic memory yesterday, he had the intention to test him.
The exquisiteness of this Sunlight One Qi Sword was definitely not an ordinary introductory sword technique.
Lin Xuan's thoughts were very nimble. He roughly guessed a little and nodded,"Reporting to Master, this disciple is stupid and can only remember a general idea.”
"Alright, show it to me."
Wang Zhonglou handed over the long sword in his hand. The young man took it and held the long sword that was almost as tall as his body. Fortunately, this body had been running all the way and had a strong physique. Otherwise, it would have been extremely difficult to practice.
He closed his eyes and replayed the scenes in his mind. Only then did he open his eyes and take a deep breath.
At the beginning, he used one move after another. His speed was far from being comparable to his master's, and his sword moves were a little distorted.
Fortunately, he was able to complete the entire set of sword techniques, and he was so tired that he was panting.
"Master, your disciple's comprehension is too poor, and my swordplay is a little messy.”
He smiled bitterly.
Wudang Sect Leader Wang Zhonglou was stunned for a moment before he shook his head with a smile.""Good disciple, your comprehension ability is not bad.
When I first learned this Sunrise Unity Sword, it took me half a month to memorize all the sword moves.”
"You're good. You've only seen it once and you've already remembered it.”
"Good disciple, tell me honestly if you have ever practiced sword techniques with anyone else.”
he said.
"No, I haven't."
The young man said," I'm an orphan. At that time, I didn't even have enough to eat. How could I have the chance to practice martial arts? However, I did practice martial arts with other beggars for a few days."”
Wang Zhonglou suppressed the shock and joy in his heart. In the early stages of martial arts cultivation, one's root bone was the most important. The better the root bone, the faster the cultivation speed. However, the higher the cultivation, the more important the perception.
For the same martial art, those with high comprehension would be like the current Lin Xuan. They could use it properly after looking at it once. Those with poor comprehension often needed more time to get started.
"Your foundation isn't bad, and your comprehension is extremely high."
Wang Zhonglou reevaluated his new disciple.
After resting for a while, the Wudang Sect Master let the young man watch from the side while he performed the Sunlight Sword Technique again.
Moreover, when he practiced, he would point out where Lin Xuan had made a mistake.
In the blink of an eye, the second day passed.
morning of the third day
Lin Xuan arrived at the training platform early and sat cross-legged. At this moment, the sun had just risen, and he silently recited the first level of the Connate Qi Refinement Art.
Then, he focused and calmed himself down. He began to work hard to circulate the qi in his body according to the cultivation technique. Unfortunately, he could not find the sense of qi in the morning.
In the afternoon, he practiced with his master while Wang Zhonglou watched from the side and pointed out his mistakes.
It was like this for several days.
"Hehe, it's rare to see Junior Brother so busy.”
The old Taoist priest, who was over 60 years old and had white hair, stood in the distance. He looked at the figures of an old and a young on the practice platform and muttered to himself.
"Junior apprentice-brother's disciple has high comprehension.”
Another Taoist priest walked over and looked at them with a smile on his face."The Sunrise Qi Sword, you can use it just by watching it once. It's much stronger than us.”
"If you train him well, he will definitely become the pillar of our Wudang Sect in the future.”
These two Daoists were the only remaining seniors who had drunk Lin Xuan's tea in the True Martial Hall that day.
One was in charge of discipline, and the other was in charge of alchemy.
Most of Wudang's silver taels were earned by this Daoist priest who was in charge of alchemy. He could be considered the God of Wealth of Wudang.
"Let's go, let's go. Hold on a little longer."
"At that time, even if we don't return to the peak, at the very least, we can't let those bull-nosed people from Longhu Mountain ride on Wudang's necks." The old Taoist priest smiled.”
Seven days later in the morning
On the practice stage
The young man, who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, suddenly trembled.
"Focus and calm down."
the Wudang Sect Leader said nervously.
at this time
In Lin Xuan's dantian, a weak aura appeared with a faint warmth.
" Activate your zhenqi according to the incantation."
He did as he was told and tried his best to mobilize this weak warm current to rush out of his dantian and into his meridians.
After completing a small circulation, his entire body felt warm, as if he was taking a hot bath.
When this warm current that had strengthened returned to his dantian, Lin Xuan slowly opened his eyes and could not hide his joy.
"Master, disciple has found the sense of qi and cultivated true qi.”
he said with a smile.
"Mm, not bad, not bad."
Wang Zhonglou stroked his beard and smiled.”
"Master taught me well."
The young man flattered without leaving a trace.
"You have a glib tongue."
Wang Zhonglou warned," Wudang's cultivation techniques place the most emphasis on the foundation. Hence, the progress in the early stages is slow. You must be extremely cautious and impatient. You must not be quick."
It required great perseverance, great perseverance, and diligent cultivation. When the foundation was completed, the inner energy would be thick and the breath would be long. It was not comparable to martial arts in the Jianghu.”
"Disciple will remember."
Lin Xuan hurriedly replied.
Having lived two lives, he naturally understood these principles. This attitude made Wang Zhonglou even more satisfied.
"Continue cultivating."
After saying this, the Wudang Sect Leader returned to the True Martial Hall.
He focused his mind and calmed himself down. He gathered his thoughts and continued to mobilize his Genuine Qi to do a small circulation. He only stopped when the meridians in his body were slightly swollen and began to cultivate the Sunrise Qi Sword.
He only returned in the evening.
In the blink of an eye, another seven days passed. Half a month had passed. On this morning, Lin Xuan woke up early. After eating breakfast, he carried his sword and walked down the mountain.
About an hour later, they arrived at the foot of the mountain. There was a pavilion and a small bridge. Behind them was Wudang Mountain.
Surrounded by empty mountains, there was a narrow path leading out of the mountain.
He unsheathed his sword and sat cross-legged in the pavilion. The sword was placed horizontally on his knees, and his eyes were closed.
He began to cultivate his Qi.
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