Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 450: Sword Book

After Duan Yu finished speaking on the stage, Pei Ye looked down at the thin booklet, which listed clear and detailed items, with enough space left after each item: "Age", "Years of practicing sword", "Daily sword practice time", "Teacher", "Brief description of sword practice".
Further down there are "Swordsmanship Learned One", "Swordsmanship Learned Two", "Swordsmanship Learned Three" until the last page.

Pei Ye flipped through it curiously, he had never seen such a thing before. Now he roughly understood that if the Sword Training Academy wanted to understand the detailed sword training of the new sword students, the best way would be to rely on their own descriptions.

Pei Ye first wrote down "seventeen" in the "age" column, thought for a moment at "years of practicing sword", wrote "eight years and three months", then stopped at "hours of practicing sword daily", pondered for a while, then turned his head to look at Wang Shousi's booklet.

"what happened?"

"Brother Wang, please advise me. When I was young, I practiced swordsmanship in a martial arts hall for an hour or two. Later, when I was older, I practiced for an hour every day at home. After that, I left home and practiced every day when I was free. I can't count the hours. How should I write this?"

"Just write it as it is."

"profound."

"And be as detailed as possible. From the time you picked up the sword, which months you practiced diligently, which months you were late, as long as you can remember, write it down one by one."

"Does it have to be so detailed?" Pei Ye tilted his head and saw that his column was already filled with three or five lines.

"Yes, otherwise, why would I give you half an hour for just a few items?"

“I thought some people wrote slower.”

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Pei Ye lowered his head and began to write carefully. He only paused at the word "disciple" and left it blank.

When he finally came to the part about "Swordsmanship I Learned", Pei Ye lifted his pen and stretched his fingers, then breathed a sigh of relief as if he had finished writing. Suddenly, he realized something and tilted his head to the left and right, only to see Wang Shousi and Ning Shuhong, one with his chin in his hand and the other with his shoulders crossed, looking at his booklet from both sides.

".what?"

"No, I've finished writing. Let me see you." Wang Shousi smiled.

Ning Shuhong said seriously: "Pei, you should practice your handwriting. Shishi writes better than you."

Pei Ye tilted his head and saw that the two short eyebrows were also writing furiously - the words on the paper were ugly, but better looking than his own.
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Pei Ye had gradually become immune to the embarrassment of this, and curled his lips: "You finished writing, but you didn't submit it."

"I'll wait for Shishi."

"I'm waiting for you."

Pei Ye smiled, picked up the pen, and wrote "Opening Sword" in the first column.

If this booklet is thick, it is all because of the types of swordsmanship. The Sword Training Institute listed this item under "Fifty Swordsmanship Learned". Pei Ye certainly couldn't use it all. There was nothing much to write about "Kaimen Sword". He then wrote "Fu Liu Sword". When he wrote "Yu Fei Sword", Ning Shuhong raised his eyebrows slightly and asked curiously, "Is fellow cultivator Pei a descendant of Yu Fei Mountain?"

The genius of the Sword Academy is well-informed. Pei Ye's eyes lit up: "Do you know Yufei Mountain?"

"'The true spirit weathers, the jade feather corpse reborn', I've read about this in a book, but I heard it happened many years ago." Ning Shuhong held up her cheek, quite interested, "Fellow cultivator Pei actually knows this sword from four hundred years ago, can we make an appointment?"

"Okay, but I haven't finished learning yet." Pei Ye kept writing and smiled, "And I'm not a descendant of Yu Fei, I'm just very close to them, so I learned their sword." "Hmm."

Pei Ye continued writing, carefully writing down the second style of "Beng Xue". The two people beside him watched casually, without any intention of being shy.

This is how it has always been. Not to mention that people will always understand each other in the future when playing chess and swordplay, just today, Duan Yu made it very clear: "The Sword Collection Evaluation" is the most sensitive and important matter, and all the materials involved will eventually be made public. This booklet was meant for everyone to see.

On the other hand, there was no need to hide in this world-class sword academy.

What cards are you hiding?

Will sword? Who here doesn't have a rare will sword?
What's more, everyone is a disciple of the Thirty-Three Sword Sect. Most of the sword skills they master have been revealed to them by their master long ago, and what they will learn in the next five years are the sword skills of the same Cangjian Pavilion. This is not an unfamiliar world, but a very small circle where everyone has a name.

Keeping secret what you have learned only makes you look like you are cherishing something.

Until Wang Shousi suddenly laughed and said, "Snowy Night Flying Goose Sword Style. This must be the sword of the sect."

Pei Ye, who had just finished writing these six words, was surprised: "How did you figure that out?"

Wang Shousi raised his head and laughed: "This is a very simple little rule - the names of the clumsy sword and the sword of intention are often different."

He explained: "'Flying geese on a snowy night' is a very clear artistic conception. If we say 'Flying geese sword style', it is naturally more about sword moves, but the word 'snowy night' is difficult to explain with sword moves. I'm afraid it's just the meaning."

Pei Ye raised his head and thought about it. It was indeed true. He secretly took note of this clever trick and picked up the pen again, saying, "But you are also wrong. This is the Dao Sword."

“Hahahahahaha, okay.”

“However, fellow practitioner Pei’s sword technique actually has five sword styles. It is indeed extraordinary.” Ning Shuhong watched the young man write down the first three styles, and then wrote “the fourth and fifth styles are not yet mastered,” and said with his chin in his hand.

"Is there a rule for the number of sword styles?"

"Of course. A sword of will always has a state of mind. To be able to dig out multiple sword styles from it requires, firstly, that the state of mind itself is extremely deep and broad, and secondly, that the sword composer has to be extremely skilled, being able to derive five sword styles in a progressive or parallel manner. Although a sword of will with one sword style is not necessarily bad, a sword of will with multiple sword styles is definitely not simple."

Wang Shousi smiled: "Why do I feel like we're just giving you extra lessons? Hurry up, it's time to hand in your paper."

While they were chatting here, most of the sword students in the academy had indeed stopped submitting their papers.

Meanwhile, on the stage, several teachers had already finished reviewing the evaluation letters - in fact, this was indeed the case. Although it was complicated, most of the sword students did not actually waver much. Over the past thirty years, many things had become customary.

Pei Ye was the last one to submit his work. At this time, the remaining twenty-four sword students had been waiting for him for nearly a quarter of an hour. So when the young man hurriedly stood up, he was greeted with many curious and smiling glances.

But in fact, most people don’t know this young man very well. Those with good memory remember that his name when he introduced himself yesterday was "Pei Ye". Now they only know that he can't write well.

However, many people noticed that when he just submitted the letter of recommendation, Duan Yu shook his head and rejected it, thinking that it did not meet the requirements, or the recommender was not qualified enough.

Indeed, there are always such sword students from remote areas of the Tang Dynasty every year. They are often children of commoners who have talent for swordsmanship but lack training. They have fallen behind by more than ten years and can never catch up later - after all, who here is not gifted?
But there are always people who have to line up at the back, and the sword students would not ridicule them. Most of them would just smile and then turn back to the stage.

(End of this chapter)