Chapter 11, what kind of swordsmanship are you doing?
Lin Tian was very embarrassed.
I thought it was really like in the novel, if there is no way to win, there is a way to win. If you forget, you have learned it.
But what's even more embarrassing is.
When Senior Sister used it for the third time, even if I tried hard to remember it, I seemed to remember the two moves from the beginning to the end.
One is drawing the sword, the other is sheathing the sword...
Not all people with extraordinary talents also have amazing understanding.
And I, with extraordinary talent and a mutated single spiritual root, end up with extremely poor understanding?
People who are born with sword skills cannot remember sword moves.
Just when Lin Tian was complaining secretly.
Murong Ge suddenly remembered that he was looking through the books, and most of the teachings mentioned the need to prescribe the right medicine and teach students in accordance with their aptitude.
Why not let the junior brother show what he has just learned, see which sword moves are more suitable for him, and then use these sword moves as a basis to help him create new techniques.
So, she handed the long sword "Frost Han" to Lin Tian, "Junior brother, please show it to me. Use a few moves after you learn them."
Lin Tian looked at the sword in his hand. The sword's body was icy blue, as if black ice had condensed under the hilt.
Look at the expectant eyes of the senior sister again.
Lin Tian gritted his teeth and said, "Senior sister, why don't you give me the scabbard too?"
I only remember drawing and sheathing the sword.
Without the scabbard, wouldn't it be impossible to use these two moves?
Murong Ge was a little confused when he heard this, but still handed the scabbard to him.
Lin Tian put the "Frost Cold" sword back into its scabbard, thinking about the mystery of his senior sister's sword technique just now.
Drawing the sword, it comes like thunder to collect fury, containing the domineering power to kill all ghosts and gods.
Sheathing the sword, it is like the clear light of the river and the sea, which embodies the self-confidence that does not require two swords.
Lin Tian's legs were straightened, his left hand was holding the scabbard, and he was concentrating.
A gentle breeze came, blowing Lin Tian's bound black hair.
Lin Tian's eyes were firm, and with lightning speed, he quickly pulled out the "Frost Han" hidden in the scabbard with his right hand.
Murong Ge saw Lin Tian's momentum and felt that he looked like a master of swordsmanship.
She nodded in approval. A swordsman should have the confidence to slay evil and ward off trouble.
About dozens of breaths later, Lin Tian still maintained his sword-raising posture.
Murong Ge reminded: "Junior brother, you can start."
Lin Tian looked at Murong Ge's slightly encouraging look and secretly complained, "I can start now, I'm about to finish."
Go all out, as long as you are not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed.
So Lin Tian nodded slightly, but still carried Murong Ge behind his back because he was really embarrassed.
Lin Tian took a deep breath and slowly reinserted the sword into the scabbard.
Then he stood like a stone sculpture.
So fucking embarrassing.
…
Except for a few black crows flying by.
There was deathly silence around him, and Lin Tian could even hear his own heartbeat.
But Murong Ge's voice did not come.
Lin Tian turned around and saw Murong Ge looking at him in surprise.
Lin Tian seemed to see from her eyes, "What kind of ghost swordsmanship is this?"
Murong Ge suddenly said: "What kind of sword technique is this?"
really.
Lin Tian was a little ashamed. Maybe he would say that his understanding was not good next, or show his disappointment.
"It can actually make you absorb a trace of spiritual energy in your body." Murong Ge's next words confused Lin Tian.
Lin Tian regained consciousness and said happily: "Ha, it works?"
Murong Ge nodded, "I didn't expect that you could learn the two sword moves of drawing the sword and retracting the sword from the Hunyuan Sword Technique, and combined these sword moves with the sword technique."
"The sword technique is simple, but it also implies changes in spiritual clumsiness. The two sword moves complement each other and absorb the spirit in the body."
"Perhaps I was negligent in the test of your understanding just now. You should have amazing understanding!"
Lin Tian was stunned that my senior sister spoke so highly of me.
Murong Ge asked curiously: "What is the name of the sword technique you have learned?"
A sword name lingered in Lin Tian's mind.
"The Technique of Cutting the Sky and Drawing the Sword!"
Murong Ge nodded, "The sword is as its name suggests. If you practice the sword skills you have learned, you can also step into the realm of knowledge."
Lin Tian was a little surprised. It turned out that a person with great talent must also have amazing understanding.
I actually realized the art of slaying the sky and drawing the sword from the Tai Chi Sword!!!
Later, Murong Ge said: "The sword and the spirit are in harmony, and the spirit and the heart are in harmony."
"This sword was created by you. You should know the secret of this sword technique, but I saw you hesitate just now..."
Lin Tianxin said, of course hesitant, but just now he was feeling ashamed, embarrassed and other emotions.
So he replied: "Sister, you might as well watch me demonstrate it again."
Murong Ge nodded and said, "Very good."
Lin Tian continued to assume the same posture as before, with his legs straightened and his left hand holding the scabbard, concentrating.
But at this time, I am more calm and my hair is windless and automatic.
When you draw your sword, it will come like thunder to collect fury, and you should have the domineering power to kill all ghosts and gods.
Then, Lin Tian's eyes were firm, and with lightning speed, he quickly pulled out the "Frost Han" hidden in the scabbard with his right hand.
"Frost Cold" exudes ice-blue cold air, enveloping Lin Tian's side, and a clear and aloof domineering air emanates from Lin Tian.
After a few breaths, Lin Tian was neither sad nor happy, and slowly sheathed the sword.
Sheath your sword, and you will be like the clear light in the river and sea. You should have the confidence that you don’t need two swords.
Afterwards, Lin Tian stood like a green pine, unwavering.
Seeing this scene, Murong Ge praised: "Junior brother, I just told you that all dharmas have the same origin, but I didn't think that I was obsessed with it."
"You can learn the sword technique that suits you from my sword moves. Your understanding is amazing."
"But remember, perseverance is also the top priority when cultivating immortality."
Lin Tian nodded proudly, "What the senior sister said is absolutely true."
"Very good. Depending on how quickly the spiritual energy is absorbed into your body when you perform it, you may be able to enter the Realm of Knowledge by performing the sword technique ten thousand times."
"In that case, you stay here and swing your sword a thousand times every day. Let's start today."
Hearing this, Lin Tian secretly thought that he didn't know how heavy the sword was, but after practicing the 'Sword Cutting Technique' twice, he felt his arm began to feel a little sore, and it would take a thousand blows to stop it.
He hurriedly replied: "Sister, I feel a little exhausted right now. I may not be able to swing a thousand times."
Murong Ge took out the Bigu Pill, the Soul Resurrection Pill, and the Nine Turns of Soul Resurrection Pill from the storage ring...
There is also a puppet.
Murong Ge then explained: "There are elixirs here. If you feel unwell, this puppet will feed you the elixirs."
"Start practicing now."
After saying that, the puppet walked up to Lin Tian and stuffed the spirit-returning pill into Lin Tian's mouth.
"..." Lin Tian began to cut the sky and draw his sword, and then sheathed the sword.
Murong Ge looked at the innate aura around him and slowly incorporated it into Lin Tian's body, and nodded with satisfaction.
Then he left, leaving behind Lin Tian who was responsible for practicing the sword and the puppet who was responsible for feeding the elixir.
Then a harmonious scene began.
Lin Tian drew his sword, sheathed it, and opened his mouth.
The puppet throws the elixir.
Lin Tian drew his sword, sheathed it, and opened his mouth.
The puppet throws the elixir.
After practicing probably hundreds of times, Lin Tian was a little tired.
That's mental fatigue. Even if there are pills, it's just that the body is not that tired.
Lin Tian looked at the puppet, "How about I take a break?"
"Does that mean you agree without saying anything?"
The puppet said nothing.
"Very good." Lin Tian threw away the "Frost Han" hidden in the scabbard and lay on the ground.
The puppet remained motionless.
Lin Tian murmured to himself, "Senior sister is quite good. The puppet she left behind only fed pills, but did not restrict my movements."
Just when Lin Tian wanted to close his eyes and sleep for a while, the "Frost Han" that was thrown on the ground began to buzz, and the ice-blue cold air on the sword's body became even worse, overflowing from the scabbard.
With a "pop" sound, Lin Tian, who was lying on his stomach, felt a pain in his buttocks.
Lin Tian: "Hey!"
The sword drew harder.
Lin Tian thought that the sword might have spirituality, and it was indeed inappropriate for him to throw it on the ground.
So he apologized: "Brother Jian, I was at fault first. I'll make amends with you."
After saying that, he carefully comforted "Shuanghan".
Suddenly, "Frost Han" made another sneak attack.
Is it over yet?
Suddenly an idea formed in Lin Tian's mind.
Could it be that the "Frost" sword was the one left by Senior Sister to supervise me?