Because it was the middle of the month, the moon in the sky was almost full.
The cool moonlight shone down, covering the sky and the earth with a layer of glow.
Zhao Cheng carried his sword and walked through the woods without using his mobile phone to illuminate it. After practicing swordsmanship until now, Zhao Cheng's eyesight has reached an extremely powerful state.
Although it is impossible to see things at night as in the daytime, what you see is very clear.
This kind of vision, not to mention this life, even in previous lives, many people have developed it through acquired training.
In his previous life, Zhao Chengcheng saw some people shooting birds with slingshots at night. Zhao Cheng went to join in the fun. He glanced into the woods and couldn't see anything, but at a glance, the other person saw the stones on the slingshot in his hand. It was already played, and then birds fell down.
Zhao Cheng's current eyesight is similar to that of those strange people in his previous life.
This is just tranquility, but if you reach the stage of meditation, any shimmer of light will be as bright as day.
The life level of swordsmen is completely different from that of ordinary people.
By the moonlight, Zhao Cheng walked briskly through the woods, followed the path that was neither wide nor narrow, and climbed to the hill. There were many bushes along the way, and in the middle of the night, the mountain wind was very strong, and a When a person walks this way, it not only tests his eyesight, but also his courage.
If you listen carefully, the howling mountain wind sounds a bit like the howling of ghosts and gods.
In the past, many ghosts and gods were hiding in the mountains in stories, and there are also factors in this aspect.
Zhao Cheng's courage has long been honed in the world of simulators, where the world is dead and silent, but it is much scarier than the living world in front of him.
But as he walked, Zhao Cheng's mind wandered, and he remembered the horror story he had just made up. As he thought about it, he felt a little chill in his heart.
Seeing this, Zhao Cheng quickly calmed down.
Soon, Zhao Chenggong raised his sword and arrived at the destination. It was a platform formed by a large protruding bluestone on a hill. The bluestone was huge, several meters in diameter. Although there were some potholes on it, it was generally flat.
What's more important is that the gap between it and the hillside is not big, so you don't have to worry about losing your footing.
When he went out for an outing during the day, Zhao Cheng took a fancy to this place at first sight.
Zhao Cheng climbed up the stone. The temperature in the air was very cold, but the big blue stone was still a little warm.
This place faces the sun, and the sun shines brightly during the day, making this place very sunny and free of snakes, insects, rats, and ants.
Zhao Cheng stood on the stone and looked far away. The Tianyue Lake in the distance looked like a big mirror under the moonlight, glowing slightly, and the bright lights of the camp were also beautiful.
This kind of scenery is undoubtedly better than during the day.
So, when the interest came, Zhao Cheng took out his mobile phone directly from his pocket, and with a clicking sound, the picture froze.
After that, Zhao Chengcheng sat cross-legged and did not start his daily practice directly. Instead, he let himself calm down first and let his feelings become familiar with everything around him so that he could get into the state better.
When a person suddenly comes to a new environment, there will be a process of adaptation. Only by adapting can the mind become more stable. If the mind is not stable, there will be no way to practice cultivation.
After taking a few breaths according to the rhythm of the breathing method, Zhao Cheng raised his head and looked at the night sky.
At this moment, the bright moon shines brightly and the sky is filled with stars.
Different from the starry sky in the city, in this place, when you stand on a high place and look at the starry sky, you have a confusing feeling that the starry sky is within reach.
Zhao Cheng looked at it and became fascinated. He felt that the cool moonlight and starlight seemed to be flowing into his body at this moment, causing his energy and blood that had been active due to walking to suddenly calm down.
"If the starry sky could be used as a sword, how magnificent would it be?!"
When he came back to his senses, an inexplicable thought flashed through Zhao Cheng's mind.
The stars and rivers are spinning and going back and forth for eternity. Although people cannot have the power of the starry sky, they can contain the atmosphere of the starry sky in their spirit.
Of course, this was just a thought in his spare time. Feeling that his mood was almost adjusted, Zhao Cheng immediately started practicing swordsmanship.
Breathing and visualizing, the moonlight draped over Zhao Cheng's body gave him a sense of solemnity that shouldn't have been there. At the same time, it also seemed to be a bit like absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon.
It just means that Zhao Cheng does not have the ability to absorb energy from the air out of thin air.
If we insist on saying so, at most it’s just that the right time, place, people, and the right people have captured a little of the “spirit” of the bright moon and starry sky.
Therefore, during this training, Zhao Cheng felt that his condition was better than ever before. Above the lake of his heart, the hanging sword shape and the turbulent waves seemed to be mixed with some clear starlight.
In ancient times, and even in modern times, many sects were built on mountains, and it was not without reason.
The farther you are from people, the closer you are to heaven.
I don’t know how many years have passed in my practice, and I don’t know how much time has passed. Zhao Cheng picked up the long sword lying horizontally in front of his knees, raised it and began to dance with the sword.
One move after another, slow and steady, trying to make the body remember the changes in strength in the changing path of the sword.
It wasn't until he felt that he was reaching his limit that Zhao Cheng slowly sheathed his sword and exhaled for a long time.
With this breath, due to the coldness in the mountains, the breath actually seemed to be like white smoke, steaming up and forming a large ball, and then dispersed in the mountain wind.
"Awaited!"
"It seems that I am not the only one who has taken a fancy to this Feng Shui treasure land."
Zhao Cheng raised his sword and smiled.
"Wait a moment, I'll take some medicine."
After saying that, Zhao Cheng took out a Sanbao Health Pill from his pocket, opened the package, and ate it carefully.
It took dozens of seconds for Zhao Cheng to finish chewing the pills in his hand.
It wasn't until the matter was finished that Zhao Cheng turned his attention to the person in front of him. As early as Zhao Cheng was halfway through practicing his sword, the other person came.
However, Zhao Cheng did not interrupt his practice, but still concentrated on practicing swordsmanship.
“This place is really good!”
Li Qingmeng smiled and said that the previous makeup had been taken off, and now the other party was wearing the training uniform he wore during kendo classes on weekdays, which looked more heroic than the school uniform.
Afterwards, she said with emotion: "To be wise is to learn more and more. Your swordsmanship has improved by leaps and bounds in the past six months, and it is not for nothing."
Zhao Cheng glanced at the sky and responded: "God rewards hard work."
Ordinary boys, faced with such a lonely scene, would probably have stage fright. Even if they pretend to be calm, they would probably turn red in the face.
But when Li Qingmeng observed Zhao Cheng, she found that his breathing was even and rhythmic, and his expression had no change. He was very different from the many boys she had come into contact with. It was obvious that he had amazing concentration.
This means that in life and death, there are great horrors and great transcendences. In the simulator, every time Zhao Cheng fought against Sun Ming, he was wandering between life and death. When the mental ratio was at its highest, how much stronger was he?
Not to mention swordsmanship, this kind of mind alone is a person who can achieve things.