The Reborn Lao Tzu Is the Emperor

Chapter 107 Dongting Sword Learning
Afterwards, Le Wuwei didn't stay in Zhao Dongting's room any longer, and left with Le Wu, while the father and daughter went to talk.

Before dawn that night, the battle at Puqian Bay was over.

The beach was full of pirates and corpses of the Yuan army. Because they took the lead, the losses of the soldiers of the Southern Song Dynasty were not very great.

Zhao and Luo led the army back to the shore and stood side by side with Liu Hongyi. Although their faces were a little tired, they were all excited.

The two of them also admired the young man in sackcloth in their hearts. Such a big victory can only be compared to the battle of Qizhou.

The soldiers were also very excited and spontaneously cleaned up the battlefield. The corpses of the Yuan army, pirates, and Southern Song soldiers were piled up separately, and the captured horses and supplies were also piled up in the open space.

The torches illuminate the entire beach along Puqian Bay.

When it was getting dark, Zhao Dongting got up, and when Yinger helped him wash and dress up, he went outside, Le Wuwei was already waiting.

Zhao Dongting respectfully called senior.

Holding two swords in his hand, Le Wuhui said to Zhao Dongting, "Please follow me, Your Majesty."

Zhao Dongting nodded and followed him outside.In this way, the two walked out of the village and went to the top of the mountain.

The cool breeze in the morning was a bit overwhelming, but with the internal strength of the two of them, this was naturally nothing.

Just stopped at the top of the bluestone-strewn mountain, Le Wuhui handed the sword in his left hand to Zhao Dongting, and pointed to the sea with his right hand, "Please look, Your Majesty."

Zhao Dongting looked at the sea, only saw the rough waves, as well as the broken Yuan army, pirate warships, and Southern Song soldiers busy on the beach.

Le Wuhui didn't speak, but slowly took off the scabbard of the long sword in his hand, and pointed the long sword towards the sea.

At this moment, his whole body's aura changed suddenly. He was just an ordinary old man, but now he seemed to be an invincible sword, showing his sharpness.

The long sword in his hand hummed slightly, trembling endlessly.

Zhao Dongting was astounded, like a miracle.

After more than ten seconds, Le Wuhui retracted his sword again, his sharp edge was restrained instantly, and he said to Zhao Dongting: "In my eyes, the sea in front of me is my enemy. No matter how strong he is, I will defeat him with one sword. Your Majesty And come and try."

Zhao Dongting also drew his sword and pointed to the sea.

At this moment, he seemed to have some subtle feelings in his heart, but that feeling made him elusive.

After a while, Le Wuhui asked: "What did the emperor see?"

Zhao Dongting replied with a wry smile: "It's still the sea, but I'm imagining the scene where I cut the sea with my sword."

Le Wuhui smiled and said: "Your Majesty is indeed gifted. This is your sword intent that has not yet been condensed. If you do this every day, your Majesty must improve in the way of sword intent."

Zhao Dongting was a little confused, "Is this the sword intent?"

He felt that this was too simple.

"Do not."

Le Wuwei shook his head again, with an inscrutable smile, and said: "This is the sword intent, but it is not the real sword intent. When the emperor can reach the realm where the sea is not the sea, it will be considered the real sword intent." Sword intent. At that time, the sword in your hand will also tremble due to your sword intent."

It was hard for Zhao Dongting to imagine that kind of state, and he never imagined that human willpower can really have such great power.

But seeing it with his own eyes at this time, Le Wuwei used his sword intent to resonate with the long sword, so he naturally no longer doubted it.

He fixed his eyes on the sea surface, trying to imagine the sea surface as something.

It's just that it's easy to think about it, but it's extremely difficult to do it.

The sea is still the sea in his eyes, and it is difficult for him to have any emotions, let alone willpower, in the face of the sea.

It is not easy for ordinary people to gather all their energy and energy.

Time passed slowly, Zhao Dongting did not speak, and Le Wuwei did not speak either.

After more than ten minutes, Le Wuhui suddenly said: "It takes a very long time to practice swordsmanship. If the emperor feels bored, the grassroots can teach you swordsmanship. If you reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship, you can also become everyone, just like that Murong Chuan Na, even stronger than him."

Zhao Dongting didn't think much about it, his eyes were still staring at the sea, and he said: "No, I'm going to practice this sword intent."

If he hadn't seen Le Wuwei's sword intent, he might have thought it was nonsensical and wouldn't even practice it, but now, he would never give up.In his previous life, Zhao Dongting set up a company and endured untold hardships, never admitting to admitting defeat, and it is the same now.

He didn't shake his mind because of Le's gratuitous words.

Le Wuwei can do it, why can't I do it?

Zhao Dongting never thought that he was inferior to anyone, not to mention, Le Wuwei said before that he was talented in cultivating sword intent.

Seeing this, Le Wuhui nodded slightly, and a smile appeared in the depths of his eyes.What he said just now really meant to test Zhao Dongting's perseverance on purpose.

As the saying goes, if you teach your apprentice well, the master starves to death. In ancient times, the rules for accepting apprentices were extremely strict. Even handy craftsmen such as tile and carpentry had to do a lot of free work in the master's house. The stuff at the bottom of the box, let alone kung fu.This is also the reason why there are peerless masters in martial arts in the Southern Song Dynasty, but there are few profound secrets in the world.

They are naturally more cautious in recruiting apprentices than tile carpenters.

Although Zhao Dongting is the emperor, he asked Le Wuhui to teach him, Le Wuhui would not stop teaching him, but if he had really abandoned his sword intent and turned to swordsmanship just now, Le Wuhui would not teach him wholeheartedly.It is very difficult for people without perseverance and obsession to achieve anything, especially martial arts, because it is extremely difficult to improve martial arts.

Now, Le Wuwei truly recognized Zhao Dongting.For Le Chan and Yue Wu's sake, she also intends to teach him wholeheartedly.

In this way, a full three quarters of an hour passed, and the long sword in Zhao Dongting's hand trembled.However, the trembling was because his hands were trembling.

He didn't use his internal energy, so holding the long sword horizontally for an hour is already close to the limit.

The long sword seemed to weigh more than ten thousand catties in his hands, and it was difficult for him to focus on the sea surface.

"Your Majesty, it's fine."

Le Wuhui finally spoke, "Half an hour a day is enough, too much is not enough."

Zhao Dongting put down the long sword according to his words, scratched his head in embarrassment, and said, "It's still hard for me to imagine what the sea is."

Le Wuwei smiled and said: "How can it be so fast, does the emperor know how long it took the grass people to reach the state where seeing the sea is not the sea?"

Zhao Dongting was slightly interested, "How long?"

Le Wuhui said slowly: "For five full years, the grass people persisted for five full years before they finally made the long sword tremble."

Zhao Dongting couldn't help swallowing secretly when he heard the words.

This is five years!

You know, for Le Wuhui to be able to rank 37th on the master list, his talent is definitely not low.This shows how difficult it is to cultivate sword intent.

But Zhao Dongting did not intend to give up, he knew that the harder it is to achieve, the more powerful it will be.

Le Wuwei asked Zhao Dongting to rest for a while, and then led him down the mountain.

Go down the hill to the woods near the coast.

In front of them, there are several crooked-neck trees around the city circle, with more than a dozen fist-sized rings woven of fine grass hanging from them.These grass rings are obviously extremely light, being blown by the sea wind on the sea surface, they can't stop rippling.

Le Wuwei asked Zhao Dongting to stand in the middle of the circle surrounded by trees with crooked necks, and said, "Your Majesty, try stabbing these grass rings with a sword."

Zhao Dongting thought it was easy, so he drew his sword and stabbed, but even after two stabs, he couldn't get the tip of the sword into the middle of the grass ring.

He tried to slow down, and after about a few breaths, he finally thrust the sword into the middle of the grass ring.

Le Wuhui smiled slightly, and said: "When the emperor can stab all these grass rings within three breaths, the swordsmanship will be considered small."

Zhao Dongting was a little dumbfounded.

These grass rings were blown and swayed by the wind, not to mention how difficult it is to stab them all within three breaths, it is not easy to strike so many swords within three breaths.

But Le Wuhui said that this is only a small success.

After being dazed, Zhao Dongting asked: "Senior, can Murong Chuan be considered a master of swordsmanship?"

Le Wuhui nodded and said: "Although his character is not good, his swordsmanship has really reached the level of mastery."

Zhao Dongting said again: "Then if he comes to assassinate, how far can he do it?"

Le Wuhui didn't speak, but suddenly drew out his long sword and jumped up.

He jumped so high that he reached under the canopy of the crooked-neck tree, his body was constantly moving in the air, and the long sword kept reflecting the cold light, and even the shadow could not be seen clearly.

In just three breaths, his figure had passed over several crooked-necked trees, and landed floatingly.

There are no leaves on the sword.

However, countless leaves fell from the crooked neck tree.

Zhao Dongting looked at the falling leaves, his eyes widened in shock.Because these leaves were all punctured from the petiole, and none of the leaves of the leaves were damaged.

In other words, every sword of Le Wuwei stabs at the places where the leaves and branches are connected.

That is much smaller than the grass ring.

But Le Wuhui landed and said: "In terms of swordsmanship alone, Murong Chuan is a little stronger than me."

Zhao Dongting was completely stupid on the spot.

(End of this chapter)