Longevity Martial Arts: Beginning with Sword Drawing

Chapter 1 Lin Bei, Swordsmanship!

Dafeng Country, Changsheng Town.

"Blessings!!!"

Lin Bei looked up to the sky and sighed, a tear fell from the corner of his eye, he was heartbroken.

"My mortgage, my car loan, my girlfriend, my savings, my..."

While howling, suddenly, he paused, "Hey, where did I get the mortgage, I don't seem to have a girlfriend either..."

He slapped his forehead, remembering that he seemed to be staying up late last night to read a novel, and he was enjoying it, and suddenly his heart hurts, and then he fell unconscious.

When you wake up, you are in this world!

"That's all right!"

Lin Bei wiped away his tears. As a person who refuses to be introverted and [-], his savings are as high as four figures, let alone a house and a car.

The main reason is that the family has no inheritance.

"Oh, I didn't expect to lie flat all the time. It seems that I have to participate in the involution properly."

Looking at the unfamiliar environment in front of him, Lin Bei was deeply moved.

The rammed earth floor is uneven, the walls made of stones and loess bricks are very rough, the room is narrow and dark, a wooden bed in the corner is randomly covered with straw mats, covered with a slightly yellowish quilt.

In addition, there are not many furniture, bottles and cans and the like.

"Dafeng Country, Changsheng Town, Ginseng Collectors, Martial Arts... Qi and Blood Realm..."

Lin Bei looked around the room, still in a trance, sorting out the messy memories of this body.

"They come, the security!"

After confirming that he had really crossed over, Lin Bei was quite open-minded, fumbling around in his room, circling back and forth.

"Chong!"

Suddenly, he took out a sword from under the quilt, held the sword in his left hand, held the hilt in his right hand and pulled it lightly, the clear and crisp sword chant resounded suddenly.

"Sword, a real sword, a sword with an open front!"

Lin Bei's eyes were shining with surprise, and he fondled the sword body fondly.

The sword is two inches wide and three feet long. The outer sheath is not exquisite, it is just engraved with some simple patterns, but the blade is cold and shining, extremely sharp.

"If I had this sword when I was a child, the rapeseed field at the entrance of the village wouldn't have a flowering season!"

Lin Bei was a little excited, and waved it casually a few times, and found that he swung it well, without the stiff feeling of using a sword for the first time.

This surprised him very much.

"Could it be... muscle memory?"

After a little thought, Lin Bei thought of the reason.

His eyes flickered, and he stood there motionless, not knowing what he was thinking.

Suddenly, he squatted slightly, exerted force on his crotch, and softly shouted: "Sword drawing!"

Clang!Swish!
The sword was unsheathed, and a cold light appeared, a little silver light, like a waning moon covered by dark clouds, abruptly pierced through the dark room, setting off a flash of brilliance.

Name: Lin Bei (14 years old)
Lifespan: 61
Potential: 1
Cultivation method: sword drawing (1% of the first glimpse of the first level)
Boundary: Level [-] of Qi and Blood Realm

Lin Bei's eyes widened, looking at the personal panel that suddenly appeared in front of him, feeling a little unreal.

After taking the sword, he immediately remembered that his predecessor seemed to have practiced a sword technique called "Drawing the Sword", so he used it instinctively while searching his memory.

Unexpectedly, after the sword was unsheathed, an attribute panel suddenly appeared in front of him.

"The age is consistent with the previous body, and so is the realm. My current body happens to be at the first level of Qi and Blood Realm."

"That is to say, the above life span is also very likely to be real!"

"My body can only live to be 61 years old?!"

Lin Bei was a little complicated, and he didn't know whether it was happiness or worry.

The average lifespan of the Blue Star Foodie Empire in the previous life was 78, and it seemed that he had suffered a big loss.

However, my family knows their own affairs, stays up late for a long time, even occasionally all night, does not like to exercise, has irregular work and rest, and eats junk food every day, and the body has long been weak.

Lin Bei could feel that in his previous life, his life expectancy would be far below the average and he would die young.

No, after staying up late last night, people came over in a daze!

"So, I still make money!"

Lin Bei clapped his hands and almost laughed.

However, before he had time to be happy, he calmed down again.

"Earned, but not much!"

"Moreover, this world is much more dangerous than the previous life. Martial arts experts are rampant, and monsters and beasts are haunting. If you are not careful, you may lose your life."

"Although the attribute panel shows that I can live to be 61 years old, if I encounter danger, I will still die young!"

"Besides, this is the world of martial arts. If the realm of martial arts can reach a certain height, can you change your life against the sky and live forever?"

Thinking of this, Lin Bei suddenly raised the sword in his hand, stared at it firmly, and said, "I want to practice martial arts! I want to live forever!"

Longevity is too illusory, but it may not exist in this world. It can be used as a long-term goal, and it can be realized step by step in stages.

But practicing martial arts is imminent!

Lin Bei didn't hesitate too much, grasped the sword, lowered his waist, and raised his strength from the ground, his whole body's blood coagulated in his arms, and there was a "clang".

"Sword Drawing!"

Then, he looked at the properties panel.

Nothing has changed.

"Come again!"

"Sword Drawing!"

"Sword Drawing!"

"Sword Drawing!"

"..."

Dozens of times in a row, beads of sweat ooze from Lin Bei's forehead, his arms feel a little sore, and his breath is a little disordered.

Regardless of the simple action of drawing the sword, the body's force point, force sequence, body coordination, blood cohesion skills, etc., all consume a lot of energy.

"Sword Drawing!"

Finally, after a clear sword chant, it was unknown how many times the sword was drawn, and the attribute panel changed for the first time.

Name: Lin Bei

Lifespan: 61
Potential: 1
Boundary: First level of Qi and blood

Cultivation method: sword drawing (1% of the first glimpse of the first level)
Seeing that the sword drawing skill has changed from 29% to 30%, Lin Bei's eyes lit up, he raised his hand and smiled: "I really have the qualifications of Emperor Wu!"

As he thought, this should be a proficiency template. As long as the standard is met and the proficiency is continuously accumulated, the progress of cultivation can be advanced.

As the swordsmanship that the predecessor has practiced for many years, the sword drawing technique can only reach 29% of the first glimpse of the door. It can be seen that the potential of this physical talent is really mediocre.

But with this attribute panel, Lin Bei believes that he should be able to do better than his predecessor.

After resting for a while, Lin Bei walked out of the room with his sword in hand, and came to a yard that was slightly larger than the living room of ordinary people.

The courtyard wall is made of stone mixed with yellow mud, and there is a circle of thorny thorns around it to prevent theft.

But in this world, this kind of anti-theft method is dispensable and has little effect.

"Sword Drawing!"

Lin Bei stood in the yard, continuing to practice sword drawing.

Since the first fluctuation, he can make the attribute panel change again almost every dozens of swords.

But he didn't take it seriously, this kind of cultivation method that could get timely feedback made him high-spirited and energetic.

Just when he was immersed in cultivation and gradually forgetting himself.

dong dong!

There was a knock on the door.

"Who?"

Lin Bei stopped his practice, raised his sword, and looked at the gate of the yard with a look of vigilance.

(End of this chapter)