Chapter 2: Mind Tempering ()

"Xiao Zhan'er, what are you doing?" The door of the faint concealed suddenly was pushed open. Lin Shan had already returned from the kitchen, looked at him with curiosity, and then looked at the jade in his hand: "Is there anything special about this jade?"

Qin Zhan put away the jade with guilt and hurriedly said, "No, I just saw that its color was a bit strange and I just played with it curiously."

He didn't dare to tell Lin Shan about his inexplicable changes. If he let her know that he would suddenly develop an appetite for these ores, God knows what she would think of him, and what would his relatives and friends think of him? Maybe he would even treat him as a monster and completely isolated him.

Looking at Lin Shan, who was moving around him, like autumn water, he made up his mind that no one would know the terrifying and absurd thoughts in his mind.

At this time, footsteps came from the door, which recalled Qin Zhan's mind. He turned his head and saw Zhang Wang coming from outside. After seeing the two people in the room, he smiled and said, "You are all here, so I don't have to look for them one by one. Now you have all been promoted to the fourth level of Qi Refining. It won't take long to leave Shunhe City and go to Shengxuan Sect 300 miles away from the capital. After going to Shengxuan Sect, it will not be like here, with clothes coming and food opening, and there will be someone to take care of everything. There is a fierce competition among all the outer disciples in order to compete for the qualification to enter the inner sect. If you don't have any self-defense power, you will be very disadvantaged."

Lin Shan's big, watery eyes suddenly lit up and she said happily: "Master, are you going to teach us sword skills?"

Zhang Wang looked at her with praise and nodded: "I will let go of the matter of refining Qi this month, take out the time and practice swordsmanship, come with me." As he said that, he turned around and led the two to the open space in the backyard.

When they arrived at the backyard, they found that there was an additional weapon rack in the open space of the backyard where only some exercise equipment was placed. It was not only heavy wooden swords made of iron wood, but also steel swords made by many famous teachers.

Zhang Wang took two ironwood swords from above, threw them with a light hand, and accurately threw them into the hands of the two, saying, "This ironwood sword is similar to that of the fine steel sword, and its strength is also very extraordinary, and it is suitable for practicing swordsmanship."

The two of them took the Iron Wood Sword, and there was a hint of excitement between their eyebrows. Over the years of refining Qi, in addition to exercising their bodies and strengthening the true energy in their bodies, they have only practiced the most basic basic movements such as stabbing swords, picking swords, and chopping swords, and have never been exposed to regular swordsmanship. This is a great torture for young people who are fantasizing about becoming a generation of swordsmen. Now the master has decided to teach them regular swordsmanship in person, and even Qin Zhan, who has always been more steady, has shown expectations.

"What I learned by myself is the advanced sword technique of the Shengxuan Sect - Xuankong Sword Art!" Speaking of this, Zhang Wang's face showed a hint of ashamed: "This sword technique is the most powerful sword technique except for the Shengxuan Sect's martial arts "Sheng Xuan Yin". However, due to qualifications, although the master was so interested in it and taught the Xuankong Sword Art to me, I only practiced to the third level..."

Even the master of the eighth level of the innate level had only reached the third level. So how powerful is this sword technique? For a moment, the two of them became excited at the same time.

Looking at their appearance, I knew what they were thinking without thinking. I couldn't help but smile and said, "Don't think too much. The Xuankong Sword Art is not approved by the master or the leader. I will not pass it on to you. If you want to learn it, you have to rely on your own efforts to get the recognition of the sect."

The excitement on the faces of the two men immediately faded away.

"Don't be disappointed. Even if I teach you Xuankong Sword Art, you can't learn it with your current cultivation level. As a high-level sword art, its minimum standard for cultivation is the innate realm. What I passed on to you is an evolution from Xuankong Sword Art and combined with my own experience to create a four-level sword art suitable for Qi refining - Xuanxu Sword Art. Although its power is not as powerful as the real Xuankong Sword Art, as long as you can master its essence, at least when fighting against masters of the same level, you can gain the upper hand!"

The two cheered up and responded together.

As the Xuanxu Sword Art evolved from the advanced sword technique, it has extraordinary power. However, the Xuanxu Sword Art is not as fantasy and vague as its name, and it makes it difficult to understand.

Just the opposite.

This Xuanxu Sword Technique is extremely fierce, with great force and great force, requiring the greatest need to kill the enemy. At some point, he even uses himself as bait to attract the enemy to reveal his flaws and thus kill. As a terrible swordsman who had previously washed away thousands of bandits in Fengjue Ridge, if the sword Technique he practiced was full of flashy and unrealistic flowers, he would probably have a dead end when he was surrounded by thousands of bandits.

After less than half an hour of cultivation, the true energy in the body could not keep up with the consumption and gasped violently.

Especially Qin Zhan, who was already weak in mental power, was soaked in sweat all over his body.

After all, it is a sword technique created by the powerful Qi Refining Level 8. When two Qi Refining Level 4 cultivators use it, the consumption is extremely terrifying.

I looked around for a moment and frowned.

After all, they lived under their own wings since childhood and had never encountered any setbacks. As for their experience in the enemy, they had no experience at all. Naturally, they lacked the ruthlessness and murderous aura required by the Xuanxu Sword Art.

However, although the two were so tired that they were sweating profusely, they still did not give up easily. This attitude made Zhang Wang very satisfied.

"Okay, just take a break when you are tired. Practicing is not a matter of one day or one night. If you are eager to achieve success, it may backfire."

The two of them took the initiative and replied yes.

"You sit down first, I have something to say." Zhang Wang smiled and looked at the two of them sitting down in front of him obediently, and said, "I know Zhan'er, you bought a pair of double swords. Haha, it's better to have a love token. Two little guys, that's great."

Qin Zhan couldn't help feeling embarrassed when he was teased by his master. Lin Shan even lowered her head, and a charming blush quickly dyed her white cheeks as white as snow.

"Haha, don't be embarrassed. According to age, in three or four years, you should be married. There is nothing to be embarrassed about sending things or something. Besides, the texture of the two swords is not bad." Speaking of this, Zhang Wangguang calmed down and said seriously: "If you want to succeed in swordsmanship, you must establish feelings with the sword, feel it carefully, and feel its joy, anger, sorrow and happiness. If you can make the sword a part of your body and reach the state of unity of man and sword, practicing any swordsmanship will make a rapid progress, a thousand miles a day."

"Feel the sword and build feelings with the sword?"

Both of them were a little confused when they heard it.

"Now, what I teach you is the experience summarized by sword master-level strong men for countless years, which has great effect on entering the innate realm and even cultivating swords. Similarly, it is also a compulsory lesson for any first-class sect to cultivate the most core disciples - the method of mental tempering!"

The two of them were both excited at the same time and immediately looked respectful.

The gap between master's teaching and exploring alone emerged. If it weren't for Zhang Wang, the eighth-level Qi Refining Power, or Zhang Wang, who was not an inner disciple of Shengxuan Sect, the largest sect in the enlightened country, God knew how many detours he would take when he practiced.

"Put your respective swords flat in front of you, then gather your mind and accumulate them in the sea of ​​consciousness, think carefully about the mind and mind like a thread, build a connection with the sword, and then feel the existence of the sword!"

Lin Shan immediately followed Zhang Wang's guidance and began to contact Jian. In the past few years, her spirit has been getting better and better, and she can remain sufficient even at night. After calming down and gathering her mind, the entire sea of ​​consciousness was actually filled with all.

However, she didn't know what the meaning of the sea of ​​consciousness was. She just condensed her mental power into a line and attached it to the Xueshuang Sword, and easily contacted the Xueshuang Sword.

But because this was the first time she controlled her mental power and was unable to control her body, she was a little confused for a while. After dependent on Xueshuang Sword and contacted her, her mind relaxed slightly, and the spiritual bridge built immediately collapsed.

Seeing her face full of annoyance, Zhang Wang chuckled and said, "It is a very mentally consuming thing to temper the sword in the mind, and it will never be successful in one or two times. Even if it fails, it is no big deal. As long as you persevere, you will be able to see the effect sooner or later." As he said that, he turned his attention to Qin Zhan.

Lin Shan said oh, nodded, and without thinking about it, she began to try to control the powerful mental power in the sea of ​​consciousness. As she gradually became proficient, the mental energy in the sea of ​​consciousness was constantly changing by her control. For a moment, she was a little lost and even put the matter of contacting the sword aside.

Compared to Lin Shan's ease with Jian, Qin Zhan knew his own hardships.

The first step in the mental tempering method is to concentrate the mind, condense the mind into a line, and contact the sword. But whenever he concentrates his mind and looks on the Luofeng Sword, the slightly condensed mental energy completely dissipates, and replaces it with a strong appetite, and he wishes to bite the Luofeng Sword into a gap... Under the influence of this appetite, let alone the central god to temper the sword, it is extremely difficult to stop the terrifying thoughts in his mind.

After half a day, his mental tempering not only did not make any progress, but instead consumed a lot of mental power and seemed extremely sleepy. If he hadn't been afraid of seeing the disappointed expression of the master, he would have been unable to support him.

Over the years, Qin Zhan is almost like him watching him grow up. Zhang Wang didn’t understand the nature of this disciple. He sighed with relief and said to Lin Shan, who was also practicing, “Xiao Shan, please help Zhan’er back and rest. The mental tempering method consumes a lot of mental energy. Although Zhan’er’s spirit has recovered, it is only at the level of an ordinary person. Forcibly practicing is harmful or useless.”

As for whether Lin Shan could contact the sword, he didn't ask at all.

On the first day, I can gather my mind and connect with the sword? It is possible that the innate powerhouses, but Lin Shan, who is only a teenager...

Lin Shan quickly stopped her cultivation and replied yes.

Seeing Qin Zhan supporting him so hard, she felt a little distressed and said softly: "Okay, Xiao Zhan'er, the master said you want to go back and rest first, tomorrow..."

Before she could finish her words, Qin Zhan, who heard the word "rest" in a vague state, suddenly relaxed and fell asleep immediately, looking at her angry and funny.

After sending Qin Zhan back to the room, Lin Shan wiped him again, wiped away the sweat, and then sat beside the bed, looking at his quiet sleeping look, his pretty face was a little dazed.
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