On this day, I finally took the course that Xingyue had been waiting for.
That's right, that's sword-wielding class.
People who cultivate immortality all yearn to ride on the wind with a sword and travel between heaven and earth.
Xingyue and the others had never learned to fly a sword before. It was not until they returned from the training that the disciples had lost their emptiness and gained enough experience. The instructor finally put flying swords on the agenda.
The place where Xingyue and the others learned to wield swords was on the edge of a cliff. There was nothing in front of the cliff, only clouds lingering around. Standing there, you could see other peaks of the sect looming in the clouds and mist.
Because everyone has learned the art of controlling objects before, controlling the magic sword to fly around is naturally not a problem, but the magic sword cannot carry people.
What the instructor is teaching now is how to make everyone's magic swords uniform and fly out in a posture of ten thousand swords. Of course, there are no ten thousand swords here, only dozens of swords.
Disciples can control the magic sword to fly up and down, but it is still a bit difficult to do it uniformly, which requires more practice.
For example, right now, a row of magic swords are flying well, but some swords fall behind in the middle, or they are flying slowly and get hit. In short, there are many situations.
Fortunately, everyone's talents are there, and after practicing a few times, they will be in shape. Not only can they fly neatly in a single line, but they can also innovate various tricks.
The preliminary study is over and the main event is about to come.
The disciples were about to try to fly while standing on the sword. Xingyue controlled the flying sword to be half a meter above the ground. She stepped on it carefully. Before it could take off, the sword fell to the ground with a "snap", and Xingyue also fell.
She was squatting on her butt, not just her, but many disciples were like this, and "ouch" sounds came one after another around her.
Everyone burst into laughter, and even their instructor couldn't help laughing when he saw this scene.
He smiled and said, "Don't be discouraged. Keep up the good work. Pay attention to the flow of spiritual energy and control the speed of spiritual energy transmission. You can't eat hot tofu in a hurry."
In fact, to put it bluntly, it means "stability", the flying sword must be stable, the spiritual energy transmission must be stable, and the person standing on it must be stable.
Some disciples' legs were trembling as soon as they stood up, and they were filled with fear as to how they would succeed.
Standing on the spot, taking a deep breath, Xingyue tried to control the sword again. She stood up, but the flying sword still fell to the ground with a "snap", but this time it was okay. She paid attention in advance and did not fall. This time she failed.
Xingyue didn't try again for the time being, and she slowly thought about the reason.
Finally, she realized that the aura required to control an empty sword was different from that required to stand on the sword.
After figuring out the joints, Xingyue increased the transmission of spiritual energy until it was controlled to a level that he could bear to stand on.
After successfully standing up, Xingyue controlled the small swing of the flying sword and slowly adapted to it.
The whole process was done very well and nothing went wrong.
But the other disciples are different. Some have very good control and can already fly around. For example, Yue Changyuan, no one among the new disciples can match him in terms of using swords. He has the advantage of being born with a sword.
This is vividly reflected here, but this also has a lot to do with him. If he doesn't want to work hard, no matter how talented he is, it will be in vain.
Of course Yue Changyuan is a good side, but there are also bad sides. Some disciples finally managed to stand firmly on it. They were excited and their spiritual power output suddenly increased. The magic sword carried him with a "swish" sound.
He flew out, but the battery life couldn't keep up. He fell out of the air halfway through the flight and made a series of "ahhhhhh" sounds. In the end, the instructor took action to catch him up.
The key is that there is more than one such disciple. They can't control themselves and fly out. They also knock other people who are practicing into confusion, which can be said to be harmful to others and themselves.
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