Lin Jingzhe held the stainless steel sword with both hands, separated his spiritual sense, penetrated into the sword, and sensed the breath of the sword.

After a long time, the sword was still that cold sword with no breath at all.

Sensing with the heart and guarding the sword with the spirit are the basis for getting started with the sword.

However, this simple first step is actually the most difficult step.

Lin Jingzhe sat cross-legged and meditated, lost in thought, and continued to feel the cold steel sword.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, two days have passed.

At the same time, he also worked in vain for two days.

Lin Jingzhe pulled up her knees and stood up, sighing. It seemed that she was not a genius in practicing swordsmanship.

Therefore, he temporarily gave up sensing sword energy and started practicing drawing talismans.

There were hundreds of talisman papers. He held the Langhao pen and drew more than 200 of them with a swipe, and then he gradually got the feel for it.

My arms were already numb and my mind was exhausted. For three days and three nights, I got nothing except a silky feel when I drew the talisman.

He sighed, feeling too tired, so he closed his eyes to rest and gradually fell into sleep.

In dreams, in the mirror world.

"You can actually enter this space while sleeping during the day?" Lin Jingzhe was surprised and turned around to look around.

The surrounding objects are extremely clear, and every plant and tree has texture.

"Huh? How come you can see so clearly? Could it be that I'm in the wrong place?"

In the distance, Dan Mo's back gradually became clearer. She was dressed in white and had perfect curves. She was both fairy and mysterious. She looked like a fairy who had fallen into the world.

The fairy glanced back, her perfect facial features, snow-like skin, and three-dimensional wheels were all unlike those of a mortal in this world.

It didn't matter if he didn't look at her, but this look made Lin Jingzhe feel that the women he had seen in his life were eclipsed and dim compared to her.

"Lin, Miss Lin." Lin Jingzhe's eyes widened and she was speechless.

"Why did you show up during the day?" Lin Xiyao frowned and said.

"I, I was really sleepy. I closed my eyes and fell asleep."

"That's right, I haven't seen you for three days."

"Lin, Miss Lin, have you been counting the days until I leave?"

"Huh?" Lin Xiyao frowned, holding the hilt of the sword in her hand, and said, "How is your sword practice?"

"I have no clue at all." Lin Jingzhe shook her head and was surprised to see her holding the sword.

"Yes, everything is difficult at the beginning."

"Eh."

"How's your talisman training going?"

"I have some clues."

"I guess you've put in a lot of effort."

"How can you be careless about the gift given by a girl?"

"Glib tongue." Lin Xiyao just rolled her eyes and did not draw her sword.

Lin Jingzhe was overjoyed, knowing that he no longer had to be struck by a sword.

"Girl, can you think of any other techniques that are suitable for me?"

"Your cultivation level is too low. I remember that those techniques are not suitable for you, and those techniques given to you now are as good as stones."

"Yes." Lin Jingzhe nodded.

"I still have some things to deal with, so I'll leave first and you can practice on your own."

"oh."

Before Lin Jingzhe could react, Lin Xiyao slowly left.

When her back completely disappeared from sight, Lin Jingzhe swallowed her saliva.

A graceful lady, a gentleman is a good man.

Lin Jingzhe is not really in peace and free from the world of mortals, but compared with life, life is more important.

If he hadn't been in a tiger's den, he would have really wanted to be a mediocre man. He had even agreed the first time he was invited by his senior sister to have a weekend break.

After coming back to his senses, he started walking around, but suddenly found that no matter how hard he tried, he could not leave the place twenty feet away from his feet.

"Is there a forbidden area in this space?"

But he soon calmed down. After all, his spiritual consciousness is in this space, and it is not the real body. Being able to move freely within twenty feet is already the greatest blessing of creation.

He gave up the idea of ​​thinking about this space, sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes and meditated.

Suddenly he thought again, since he could practice contemplation in his dreams, why not try practicing swordsmanship.

Therefore, he gave up the idea of ​​practicing Hongmeng Chaos Yin and Yang poles and started practicing Sword Sword Technique instead.

Sensing with the heart, serving the sword with the spirit.

Buzz buzz.

The stainless steel sword placed beside his bed suddenly vibrated, and an invisible aura slowly bloomed.

Sure enough, you can also practice other exercises in a dream, and you can get twice the result with half the effort.

Lin Jingzhe naturally sensed a mysterious and mysterious aura that appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness. It was the breath of a fine steel sword.

The stainless steel sword is breathing and has a weak pulse, which is the life of the sword.

"Use your heart to sense and use your god to serve your sword."

He did it.

The next step is to use your own spirit to maintain the sword. The longer the sword is maintained, the stronger the sword will be.

Time flies by, half a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

In the past half month, apart from raising his sword and drawing talismans, he had never left this small dormitory.

The talisman became more and more tactile, and he began to wonder whether he should try using his own blood and cinnabar to draw a Qi-gathering talisman.

The materials for drawing talismans had been used up, so he had no choice but to leave this small dormitory and follow the mountain road to the Star Reaching Observatory.

Along the way, there were only a few people on the road. The huge solitary peak was really too lonely.

However, Lin Jingzhe knew that without the injection of new faces, it was confirmed that familiar faces were slowly leaving.

Along the way, he met the young man who went up the mountain with him.

The young man has long since lost his youthful and shy face, and is now replaced by a young man who has lost his crown.

The young man's name is Li Yi, and he is the son of the magistrate of Yelou Town.

Li Yi had a sad look on his face, his brows were furrowed, and he seemed to have many things on his mind.

Lin Jingzhe casually chatted with him and learned that he had promised his father that he would go down the mountain to visit him in three years to fulfill his filial piety for half a year. However, a year had passed. He often looked for the senior sister from Caizishe, and the answers he got were all

Only when you become a big brother can you go down the mountain.

However, how can it be so easy to get the position of senior brother?

So, he struggled for another half a year and finally decided to return to secular life early and bid farewell to the path of cultivating immortality.

This time, I went directly to the Star-Zhaing Hall and asked the master to make the decision to return to secular life in advance so that I could return to my hometown and take care of my elderly father.

Being filial is actually a good thing, but he doesn't know that returning to secular life is the beginning of death and the end of life.

Lin Jingzhe reminded him that returning to secular life was actually not the best choice, but Li Yi said that if he didn't return to secular life and couldn't go down the mountain, how could he go back to fulfill his filial piety to his relatives.

Lin Jingzhe knew that even though he was trying to persuade him, he couldn't change his mind about going down the mountain, so he stopped trying to persuade him and casually asked him about the number of disciples in the temple.

From his mouth, I learned that there are now forty-eight male disciples in the temple and thirty-eight female disciples.

Seeing the crowd, Lin Jingzhe knew better than anyone else that when he went up the mountain four years ago, there were sixty-seven male disciples, but now they have been reduced by a quarter.

And over the years, the number of new disciples who have been recruited is not as many as the number of disciples who have been depleted.

Chatting and chatting, the two of them came to Star Reaching Observatory.

Afterwards, the two of them split up, one went to the Star Reaching Hall, and the other went to the Supplies House.

In fact, the supply house is just a small house made of mud and stone that is about the size of a room for seven or eight people.

When Lin Jingzhe went to the supply house to exchange supplies for the first time, he was also surprised by the scene in front of him, because the supply house looked like there was nothing in it, but everything could be transformed.

He naturally knew that this was the immortal's method. The materials were not necessarily stored in the house, but on the immortal's body.

For example, what is said in the storybook is Qiankun in the sleeve, Qiankun bag.

"Second Senior Sister, let me change some things."

"It turns out to be Junior Brother Siwu. Tell me, what do you want to come to Senior Sister in exchange for?"
To be continued...