There are three realms when practicing swords.
Sword technique, sword technique and sword art.
Sword technique: As the name suggests, it is a method of practicing swordsmanship.
It is the most basic thing in sword practice.
For example, every move, any move, etc., these are just sword techniques.
Sword: When dancing a sword, it can already be called a technique.
Any genre that can be called a technique is already considered a very powerful master level.
In today's world, even the strongest sword masters used by these people can only be called swordsmanship.
And kendo is different.
Once anything can be called Tao, it means the most awesome and most amazing existence.
Sword Tao means integrating the method of practicing sword with all things in nature and with the way of heaven.
That is the strongest sword.
The sword demon Dugu Qiudi reached the realm of swordsmanship.
Of course, this knowledge was told by the sword demon.
In the entire sixth degree sector, only knows sword skills and sword techniques, but there is no idea of ​​any sword skills.
Wen Zilong felt a little drowsy when he listened to this knowledge.
It's like taking a theory class.
But at this time, he had been working for more than twenty hours in a row, so he had to take a rest.
So Wen Zilong also stood up.
I have also been in seclusion for thirteen days and go out to do activities.
Otherwise, I'm afraid it's going to get moldy.
Had lunch.
I had nothing to do, so I slipped into the square where I practiced swordsmanship.
At this time, hundreds of disciples were practicing swords in the square.
When these disciples saw Wen Zilong, they all had envy in their eyes.
Although the island owner deliberately kept it secret, they still don’t know that Wen Zilong had obtained two divine long swords.
But they knew that Wen Zilong had already broken through to the fourth level.
In just a few days, I broke through the fourth level and made all my disciples ashamed.
When they saw Wen Zilong coming, they greeted Wen Zilong one after another.
"Senior Brother Wen, you are here."
"Senior Brother Wen, come and practice swordsmanship?"
"Hello, Brother Wen."
Wen Zilong nodded to them.
At the same time, Wen Zilong suddenly felt something strange.
After experiencing it carefully, I felt that something seemed to be entering my body.
And the Pojun sword energy in his body was absorbing these things.
Wen Zilong can't see it, but he can feel it.
He felt aroused in his heart and asked the sword demon:
"What's going on?"
The sword demon smiled and replied:
"I said to use your body to nourish the sword energy. Do you think it is really nourishing it with your body? To put it bluntly, your body is just a container for Pojun's sword energy. Pojun's sword energy naturally needs to be nourished with the sword energy. Now so many people in the square practice sword here, more or less, there is a little sword fart. Pojun is absorbing their sword farts to nourish himself."
"Sword fart?"
Wen Zilong smiled.
"Isn't the things emitted by their swords a little bigger than my Pojun?"
Wen Zilong thought for a while and asked:
"In this way, Pojun can grow rapidly?"
The sword demon replied:
"That's right. Sword energy is a very sacred thing."
"It is not that you can swing a sword casually, bringing out energy, which is the sword energy. The sword energy I mentioned is produced only by sword masters who have practiced for at least ten thousand years. It will follow the sword masters for a lifetime. It will even be more important than the life of a sword master. If the sword energy is there, it will be in people, and if the sword energy is dispersed, it will perish."
Then the sword demon said:
"Don't go back first, absorb sword farts here. Pojun is too weak now. It must absorb sword farts as soon as possible and grow up. If you have nothing to do in the future, come here to absorb sword farts."
"All right."
Wen Zilong responded.
I came to the east side of the square, in the shade under the big trees.
At this time, in the square, hundreds of disciples were sweating profusely.
Practice swords over and over again.
Wen Zilong yawned in the breeze, and looked like he was about to fall asleep again.
When it comes to sleeping, the more you sleep, the more sleepy he will be.
The more you sleep, the more you want to sleep.
Lord Ye Dao has arrived at this time.
Lord Ye Dao will take time to teach these core disciples on the 10th and 20th days every month.
At this moment, he saw a disciple under the shade of the tree.
Other disciples were sweating profusely, and this guy was actually lying on a stone under the shade of the tree, and was about to fall asleep.
He suddenly became angry.
"That disciple under the shade of the tree, get over here!"
The sound is like thunder.
All the disciples were shocked.
You know, although the Lord Ye Dao has a bad temper, he is not very good either.
Especially when dealing with lazy disciples, there is no good expression on them.
Even his personal disciples are the same.
Today, Senior Brother Wen is afraid that he will suffer.
Under the shade of the tree, Wen Zilong heard the roar and raised his head slightly and looked over there.
The next moment, when the Lord Ye Island saw that it was Wen Zilong, his anger disappeared.
Instead, surprises:
"Wen Zilong, will you come out of seclusion so soon?"
As he said that, he walked quickly towards Wen Zilong.
All the disciples present were a black line.
Lord Ye Dao, we know he has talent.
He is a genius.
He can break through to the fourth floor in a few days.
We all admire him, too.
But Master Ye Dao, can you have a bottom line?
Who said that if you don’t work hard, get out of work and work as a chore?
Who said that everyone should be treated equally in front of him?
Who said that no matter how genius you are, if you don’t work hard, it’s just a rubbish?
What about now?
Master Ye Dao, you have changed.
Lord Ye Dao also felt everyone's eyes. He suddenly turned his head and looked at these disciples:
"What are you looking at? You can't practice swords well? Those who don't work hard are just garbage!"
Disciples: "..."
When Master Ye turned his head to face Wen Zilong, a smile appeared on his face again.
"Wen Zilong, you'll come out so soon, is it too boring to go into seclusion? It's better to come out for breathing. By the way, you'll have a lot of gains in seclusion this time. In another year... Oh no, in half a year, you should be able to break through to the eighth level, right?"
Wen Zilong shrugged: "In another half a year, he should be able to break through the ninth level."
"What?!"
Master Ye Island, who had just sat on the stone, stood up.
All the disciples who were practicing swords were stunned.
I don't know what happened.
Master Ye said in surprise regardless of his image: "It's only thirteen days, and he has broken through the eighth level again?"
Wen Zilong looked around and saw that everyone was looking at him and Master Ye.
He said, "Master Ye Dao, please keep your mouth shut."
The Lord Yedao's voice lowered a little, but at this time, it still seemed louder in the square that had already quieted down:
"It's only less than twenty days before and after, and I reach the eighth level!?"
Wen Zilong was speechless:
"I said to Master Ye Dao, can't you let me keep a low profile?"
At this time, all the disciples were stunned.
Everyone was stunned, motionless.
I haven't recovered for a long time.
After all, in less than twenty days, it broke through to the eighth level.
Chapter completed!