sword sentient beings

Chapter 32 Yuan

At night, Tang Zhao did not rest, quietly waiting for the person who should come.

While waiting, he discovered a little secret.

Before he entered the visualization state, he would enter the world of flames all at once, and when he burned out, he would come out, but after trying a few times, he found that there was still an intermediate state.

He can autonomously stay in the level of consciousness with faint flames, and as long as he has a thought, he can enter into the flames, and he can continue like this, in a state of half-dream and half-awake but lucid.

This state will give him a strange sense of satisfaction, much more comfortable than being engulfed by flames, but the effect of exercise must be much worse, he reminded himself, don't forget to practice because of coveting comfort.

"Set a dead rule for yourself, you must visualize once before going to bed at night. Add it later as appropriate."

At this time, the wind moved slightly, and a person entered the door without a sound.

"Master Si."

After two days, I finally saw that cold face again.

Si Liyu held a flat long leather bag in his hand, put it on the table, and said, "I'm practicing martial arts, how about it?"

Tang Zhao said with a smile: "The first day of martial arts practice is quite novel. Of course it is really hard."

Si Liyu said: "Only the first day is novelty. One of the greatest enemies of learning martial arts is boring. The novelty dissipates, and the key is to be able to persevere day after day."

Opening the flat leather bag, Si Liyu took out a wooden stick.

When he flipped through the leather bag, Tang Zhao couldn't help but wonder what treasure was inside, and was very surprised to see that it was just an ordinary wooden stick.

Si Liyu handed it to him, Tang Zhao took it and was shocked.

A force emerged from the limbs, like the murderous sword of that day.

Compared with the impulsive and surging feeling that the power gave him at that time, the power this time was very calm, easily integrated with the power of his body itself, without any additional burden.

He couldn't help swiping it, and the wooden sword made a "snap -" sound.

Si Liyu suddenly said: "Look this way."

Tang Zhao looked over, and Si Liyu pinched a trick with one hand.

Tang Zhao stared at his hand, wondering what the intention was, when Si Liyu suddenly reached out and pulled out the wooden sword in his hand.

Tang Zhao instinctively tightened his hand, but Si Liyu didn't make any serious effort, and the pull was unsuccessful.

"can."

"What do you mean?"

Si Liyu pointed to the wooden sword and said, "This is a magic weapon. It contains the power of one element."

"Is this a magic weapon?" Tang Zhao repeatedly looked at the wooden sword. Is this a magic weapon?Is it the magical weapon that is also known as Xuan Gong?
Although I don't know what one yuan is, I think it is a unit of measurement.

Before he could continue to ask what he meant just now, Si Liyu continued: "Cultivating in the daytime is the foundation for improving yourself, but after a month, what matters for your success or even life and death is how good you are at holding a sword. Therefore From today onwards you will have to adapt to the change of strength."

Tang Zhaoshen took it for granted, it must be difficult to control the sudden acquisition of powerful power, and one must practice accordingly.

At this time, the night was dark, and no one was practicing on the playground.The rules of the Black Spider Villa are a curfew, and even teenagers who have extra training can only study silently in the room, but Si Liyu obviously doesn't take the local rules seriously.

First asked Tang Zhaoxian to stretch again, and then held the sword.

He couldn't help holding the sword in the way Xing Ji taught at that time, and Si Liyu corrected him: "Hold the sword with one hand, and keep the sword pinching formula in the other hand."

Tang Zhao imitated how he made a sword art just now, and Si Liyu said: "This is one. There are nine ways to make a sword art, all of which are the basic skills of swordsmanship. They will help you practice swordsmanship. You will learn later."

Hold the sword and swing it.Si Liyu taught Tang Zhao a straight lunge movement, corrected him in terms of technique, footwork, bodywork and other joints, and ordered him to repeat this movement non-stop.

During the practice, Tang Zhaofang understood what "boring" means.

Pure sword swing practice is not as interesting as pushing stones.In particular, he has gained some physical strength, can do more swings, and becomes more monotonous and repetitive.At the beginning Si Liyu couldn't help correcting his movements, but as the movements became more proficient, all the sounds disappeared, only the sound of waving a wooden stick buzzed in the night sky.

Gradually, sweat fell on the playground, Tang Zhaolei's arms were numb, and his feet felt light as if he was stepping on clouds.Just waving arms numbly.

"Okay, rest."

A sentence was like a fairy sound, Tang Zhao relaxed all of a sudden, and the sword in his hand also loosened——

"Hold it!" Si Liyu shouted loudly.

Tang Zhao shuddered, and the fingers that had been loosened suddenly clenched again.

Si Liyu came over and grabbed his arm, and shouted sharply: "Remember, I said rest and even the end, you can sit down, lie down, but you are not allowed to let go of the sword in your hand!"

Tang Zhao said solemnly, "Yes."

Si Liyu's voice lowered, but his tone was still serious: "Think about it yourself, with your body, can you swing hundreds of times at a time?"

Tang Zhao recalled his physical strength and shook his head.

Si Liyu said: "You can't do it by yourself, it is external force that brings you to do it. Among them, your body has been over-exercised and over-exhausted. Hold the sword and wait for this force to bring your body to recover slowly. You can remove the surgical instrument, otherwise you will be paralyzed and seriously injured!"

Tang Zhao was afraid for a while, so he stood still holding the sword obediently, and sat down slowly after a while.

Si Liyu took out the water bottle and gave it to him. Tang Zhao drank a couple of sips, and suddenly said, "Master Si, is this actually considered cheating?"

Si Liyu was puzzled, and Tang Zhao changed his explanation: "Isn't this a bit of cheating? It should be much more efficient to use external force to get plenty of physical strength and then exercise than relying on self-exercise. And learning tricks, you can practice more times for sure. And faster too!"

Si Liyu hummed, and said, "You're a fast learner."

Tang Zhao praised: "Such a powerful method, worthy of being a district inspector!"

Si Liyu only paused, and said: "This is the guardian envoy's private possession. The training camp may not be available to everyone."

Tang Zhao was surprised, and Si Liyu said, "This one is ten thousand taels."

Tang Zhao almost threw the wooden stick out, and said, "One... ten thousand taels?"

Si Liyu said: "If you have money, you may not be able to buy it. This is the case with magic weapons. This is just a one-yuan weapon. If it is stronger, the price will skyrocket."

Tang Zhaodao: "Master Xing paid his blood."

Si Liyu said: "It's much easier for him. You have the opportunity to be cultivated by him, so don't waste it."

Tang Zhao nodded. He rubbed the wooden stick repeatedly, and couldn't help but said, "Before he gave me a treasure with cracks on it, which can release a wall. Is it also a magic weapon?"

Si Liyu was slightly stunned, and then said: "Is that so? Since it can release the wall, it is a light magic weapon. The one with cracks is a Yuan magic weapon..." He said a lot of terms at once, which made Tang Zhao frown Wushui explained: "There are many ways to classify magical weapons. One that only increases power without magic is called heavy magic weapon, and one that has magic but does not increase power is called light magic weapon. Those that increase power and can release magic It’s called a real magic weapon. If you are an ordinary person, you can only use a light magic weapon, but you have high inspiration and talent, so you should be able to release it if you are a real magic weapon. But at that time, the guardian envoy didn’t know your talent, so he could only give it Light surgical device."

Tang Zhaodao: "Is the magic weapon also related to inspiration?"

Si Liyu said: "Naturally, when you got the magic weapon just now, you felt the power directly, right? People with ordinary inspiration need to concentrate and concentrate to feel the power. This is the level of talent. And you are distracted It is an extremely high talent to keep the strength unabated all the time. In the future, it will be a great advantage to spend less thought on the magic weapon in the battle."

Tang Zhao suddenly realized that when Si Liyu pulled out his magic weapon suddenly, it was to test whether he could maintain his strength when he was distracted.

There are many doorways here.

"This is a method of division. There is another method of division. The swordsman cuts directly with the sword to form the Yuanjue device, and the one carved out by the talisman swordsman is the Fujue device. The Yuanjue device is not easy to preserve and will quickly dissipate. If I give you an elemental device, it should be made by him himself."

Tang Zhao memorized it attentively, and said, "Master Xing can make magic weapons by himself, can swordsmen make magic weapons?"

Si Liyu said: "Only my own swordsmanship. The real craftsman must be a talisman swordsman. That is less than swordsmen. There are some swordsmen in the district inspection department, and there are only a handful of swordsmen of all kinds."

Tang Zhao nodded, and asked, "Is a swordsman the realm above a knight?"

Si Liyu said: "A swordsman is a swordsman, what does it have to do with a knight?"

Tang Zhao was stunned, and said: "Isn't it... After completing the martial arts, you can practice Xuangong, and then become a swordsman again?"

Si Liyu raised his eyebrows and said, "Where did you get this knowledge? It's old-fashioned. It used to be like this, one step at a time, and now there are various paths to the sky. If you really wait until the end of the martial arts before switching to cultivation, who will resist Yin?" Disaster? There is no one in the world. Even if it is a guardian envoy..."

Tang Zhao struggled to understand: "That is to say...you don't need to be a knight to be a swordsman?"

Si Liyu said: "You don't need to know that much. You just need to practice martial arts. If you practice martial arts well, you can do nothing wrong. Especially before the time limit, you need to concentrate on practicing martial arts with all your strength, and you don't have to think about other things. Guan, only the word 'future' can be used. Otherwise, I wouldn't even bother to pay attention to you."

What he said was very straightforward, even cruel.Tang Zhao straightened his back and said, "I know."

In any case, although Si Liyu spoke utilitarianly, he still answered many questions for Tang Zhao, which he could not talk about.Tang Zhao still thought of his benefits, and didn't think he really didn't care.

Si Liyu said no more, closed his eyes and rested.

Tang Zhao was quiet for a while, then quietly took out his glasses and put them on, looking at the magic weapon.

"Artifact, low grade"

Sure enough, there are notes!
"Yuanli: one yuan (full). Technique: none. Substrate: ten-year-old mahogany core."

There is only this line of comments below, and there is no long speech.

Tang Zhao saw it strangely, touched the wood, and thought: Is this peach wood?I heard in the story that people with good skills use mahogany swords to catch ghosts, and it is true.But this thing is too unlike a sword!

This is a wooden stick - no, it is a wooden pole, because it is hollow.

Suddenly his heart moved: Why is it hollow?Aren't bamboo poles hollow?If the peach wood is hollow, it needs to be drilled specially, right?

According to the general idea, there is always a special reason for doing something on purpose.

He picked up the stick, closed one eye and peered into the hollow.

There is a splash of color in it.

A row of small characters are engraved on the inner wall of the wooden pole, which glow in the dark.

That is not the light shown by the glasses, but the light that he can see himself, just like the light that he saw in the well water that night in the deserted courtyard.

Although one light is compared to that, like a firefly candle to a bright moon, they are so alike.

That is……

"Symbol: element——"

wow——

Countless words rolled on the glasses like a waterfall——

Glasses, refresh the screen!

(End of this chapter)