Longevity Martial Arts: Beginning with Sword Drawing

Chapter 5 Tried and tested!

"One day of hard work, only [-]% of the cultivation progress, the difficulty has more than doubled. If this continues, it will take at least one and a half months to cultivate to the third level..."

At night, Lin Bei was lying on the bed, looking at the attribute panel, in the column of skills, the progress of drawing swordsmanship was stuck at 2% of level 2.

Obviously, as the level of proficiency increased, the speed of cultivation also began to slow down.

After practicing for a whole day, the progress was only [-]%, which made Lin Bei a little frustrated.

"Martial arts practice requires gradual progress. One step at a time is the kingly way. It would be a strange thing if you can easily reach the sky."

After closing his eyes for a moment of silence, he quickly adjusted his mentality, it was nothing more than spending a little more time, it was no big deal.

……

Smell the chicken and dance, and rest at sunset.

Living in a different world, Lin Bei's schedule is stable.

In addition to practicing swordsmanship and pumping up energy and blood, there are only three meals a day, and there are almost no extra entertainment activities.

He is like a non-stop training machine, tireless, without complaints, completely immersed in it.

The long river of time passed quietly.

some day.

Name: Lin Bei (14 years old)
Lifespan: 61
Potential: 1
Cultivation method: sword drawing (3% of the 1rd level)
"28 days in a month! Thirteen days more than expected!"

Lin Bei exhaled a foul breath, his eyes complicated.

"I didn't expect that there would be a checkpoint in the end, and although the progress of the practice is stable at [-]% a day most of the time, and even surpassed it for a few days, there are still some times when the chain is lost."

"Sure enough, the plan can never keep up with the changes. Even though I am in a practice state with almost zero social interaction, I still cannot completely rule out the interference of external factors."

"A human being is not a machine after all..."

"Perhaps, even if it is a machine, there are times when it breaks down, or when there is a power outage..."

According to the progress of the previous practice to the second level, Lin Bei originally thought that it should be similar to the third level, with a deviation of three or two days at most.

But I didn't expect that this time there was a full thirteen days of deviation!
Part of the reason is the trivial interference in life, and part of the reason is checkpoints.

That's right, levels!
When he reached the second stage of cultivation, Lin Bei didn't encounter any checkpoints at all.

Of course, he may have encountered it, but the level is too weak, causing him to break through easily without feeling it at all.

But this time, the barriers Lin Bei encountered made him stuck for seven or eight days!

"Maybe it's a question of qualifications?"

Lin Bei pondered for a long time and gave some conjectures.

From the first glimpse of the door to the second stage, it is expected to take half a month, and in the end it is indeed only a day or so.

Lin Bei has the following analysis.

The first is natural aptitude.

From the first glimpse of the door to entering the room, it belongs to the initial stage of cultivation, and the qualification requirements are not too high.

Second, it is morale!

That's right, it's like the two armies are at war, with one effort, then decline, and three exhaustion.

Half a month of penance, gritting your teeth and mustering strength, will pass quickly, without even needing to stop in the middle.

However, over time, such as the one and a half months of cultivation this time, the process becomes extremely long and boring, and the whole person will naturally become boring and slack.

This is a kind of unconscious slack, even if you beat yourself up every day, it is still unavoidable.

"It is difficult to keep one's body and mind in the peak state every day through hard work, which is unavoidable!"

Lin Bei shook his head, really unable to think of any solution.

Human nature is like this, what can I do for it!

For example, just like a screwdriver in a factory, even if he is rewarded with the goal of salary every month, he cannot be full of passion like fighting chicken blood all day long for the boring work day after day and year after year.

Lin Bei didn't intend to rebel against his own humanity, high-handed means would inevitably be resisted, forcing himself was meaningless, and it might even be counterproductive.

"It would be great if I could improve my physical aptitude..."

Lin Bei felt that he might start from the aspect of talent.

The higher the talent, the proficiency progress should also increase, right?
However, how to improve the talent qualification?
"Treasures of heaven and earth? That thing should be very expensive! I am worth less than 20 taels of silver now, and I probably can't afford it."

"Martial arts? A skill that can improve aptitude, what kind of magical skill is that? Can't afford it!"

Lin Bei rubbed his forehead, feeling a headache.

"Forget it, I'm so poor, I can't do anything."

"It's better to slowly cultivate the progress bar first, and when the strength improves, money will naturally be at your fingertips."

"With money, whether it's natural materials, earthly treasures, or secret books of exercises, it's all right!"

"It's decided, I want to hang out for another six months!"

It took two full months to practice "Drawing the Sword" from the second level to the third level.

Based on this calculation, from the third realm to the fourth realm, conservatively estimated, it will take at least four months.

Four full months!
Considering the slack caused by the extremely long time of boring practice, as well as various life trivia that may appear on the way.

Lin Bei feels that the next breakthrough will take at least five months to start.

Maybe it will take half a year!
"It's been too long since the next breakthrough..."

Lin Bei was taken aback by the estimated time.

Thinking that it would take six months of hard work to break through to the next level, Lin Bei only felt a toothache.

"It's better to go out for a walk and inquire about the news by the way, it's time to adjust your mentality."

Information is very important anywhere.

Even Lin Bei, who practiced hard behind closed doors, would pay attention to it from time to time.

Looking up at the sky, the sun was setting on the western mountain, and the afterglow of the setting sun was still there, and the sky was dyed with a magnificent and gorgeous glow, which was beautiful.

At this point, there is still some time before dinner.

He took his valuables with him and went out the door with his sword in hand.

Walking through the dark and cramped alleys, Lin Bei no longer felt nervous and afraid, and felt a lot more confident in himself.

This confidence comes from the improvement of one's own strength!

"Sword Drawing" has reached the third level. Although his swordsmanship is not exquisite, it is by no means the bottom in this outer city of Changsheng Town.

After passing through all the alleys and turning around, I finally stopped at a place not far from the main street.

There was a lot of noise in the distance, like arguing or fighting, but Lin Bei could tell that there was no malice in it.

"These old guys are really leisurely..."

Shaking his head a little enviously, he kept walking.

Walking out of the alley, the field of vision suddenly opened up, and an open space the size of two basketball courts came into view.

In the center of the site, a large banyan tree with several people hugging each other rose from the ground, as high as three or four floors, with luxuriant branches and leaves, and the pavilion was like a cover.

Under the big banyan tree, there are several chessboards, black and white chess pieces are distributed in disorder, dotted all over.

On each chessboard, there are two old men sitting opposite each other, playing chess.

It's just that the sitting posture... needs to be complimented.

Some are crossing their feet, some are crossing their legs, in short, they don't have the elegant posture of a chess player.

Not only that, they also blew their beards and stared, quarreled, and blushed for arguing with one or two sons, and they were on the verge of fighting.

Most of the onlookers were old men, and occasionally one or two middle-aged men were mixed in, either waving cattail fans, or holding tea bowls, pointing and pointing at the chess players, without consciously watching the chess without saying a word.

"Sure enough, no matter which world there is a retired old man."

Looking at the group of old men, Lin Bei touched his chin.

"Well, I'm already in my teens, so I can't be so naive anymore. It's still too early to dress a mature man, but it's still necessary to integrate into a mature atmosphere in advance."

As he spoke, he swaggered and blended into it.

(End of this chapter)