It's just a game, why did you dig up my grave?

Chu Xuan listened extremely carefully throughout the class.

The sutra passed down by Ling Xiaozi is the content of promotion from the eighth level to the ninth level.

Although I have never been exposed to Taoist techniques before.

But with his current knowledge.

It's not difficult to understand.

Taoist exercises are the native exercises of the Chinese people.

The intention is very profound and the realm is very lofty.

It's no worse than the alien star realm skills I knew when I imitated Xuanzang last time.

After a whole morning, he gained a lot.

At noon, Chu Xuan went to have lunch with his two senior brothers.

The food is also relatively bland.

A bowl of rice, a piece of steamed unknown monster meat, and a small plate of green vegetables.

The quantity is not large, but the energy contained is not low.

It is enough for Chu Xuan now.

After lunch break, I lectured for another hour, and then it was time to practice martial arts.

Ling Xiaozi did not come to the martial arts training ground.

The relatively kind Qing Xuzi taught the basic swordsmanship of Shangqing.

In the previous simulation, Chu Xuan did not concentrate on sword practice.

But in the plot of the Southern Song Dynasty, Zhou Tong was very accomplished in swordsmanship.

When I practice shooting, I occasionally practice sword practice.

Before he died, he had only practiced an eighth-level swordsmanship to perfection.

“In swordsmanship, there are basic moves such as stabbing, chopping, teasing, collapsing, and hanging.

Each formula has different uses in different situations. . . "

Qing Xuzi carefully taught Chu Xuan the basics of swordsmanship.

Chu Xuan also put on a serious attitude.

I studied for a long time.

Chu Xuan picked up the wooden sword.

Trying his best to pretend that he has no foundation, he trembled slightly and struck out with his sword.

The fat Taoist priest's eyes lit up.

"Junior brother, this sword is good.

As a newbie practicing swordsmanship for the first time.

It is quite difficult to draw a sword steadily without too much deviation in the trajectory. "

The tall and thin Taoist priest standing next to him had some doubts on Xuzi's old-fashioned face.

"You don't look like a novice in your movements. Have you practiced swordsmanship before?"

"Senior brother, I haven't practiced before.

But when I was a kid I liked to imagine myself as a swordsman.

Is it relevant to use a wooden stick to chop weeds every day? "

"How long did it take to chop?"

"Seven or eight years, maybe, how many hours a day."

Hearing this, he twitched the corners of Xuzi's mouth and stopped talking.

Qing Xuzi said appreciatively.

"Junior brother has such perseverance and patience. It is really rare.

It is often said that where there is a will, there is a way.

Some people are born with deficiencies, but through their own efforts, they can achieve the point where "diligence can make up for their shortcomings".

But the most terrifying thing is those people who are extremely talented but still extremely diligent.

Faced with such people, most people can't even catch up.

With your talent and perseverance, junior brother, your future achievements will surely be limitless. "

"Senior brother, you are overly praised."

Chu Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, having been fooled.

The teaching lasted for more than half an hour.

After handing it over, Qing Xuzi and Chong Xuzi let Chu Xuan practice by himself.

The two of them ran to the side to practice their profound sword skills.

Waves of sharp auras emanated from the two of them.

Chu Xuan looked sideways for a while.

With his eyesight, he could tell that the swordsmanship of these two people was probably around the perfection level.

Drawing the sword with all its strength can almost unleash a combat power that is five times more than the blood value.

The strength is quite good.

While secretly observing the two practicing swordsmanship.

Chu Xuan waved the wooden sword in his hand.

He didn't stop until his arm was completely sore and weak.

Continue with the other hand.

His current body is relatively weak.

Sword training is a good way to strengthen your body.

Until my arms were completely sore and swollen that I couldn't lift them up.

Chu Xuan just stopped moving.

[Basic swordsmanship: 302/50000 (subtle)]

Yes, he just swung the sword, and he could actually improve his proficiency with just one swing.

This has never happened before.

Chu Xuan speculated that it might be related to the passive [Sword Heart Transparent].

When Qing Xuzi saw Chu Xuan's condition, he stopped practicing.

He ran over and took out another porcelain bottle and handed it to him.

"Junior brother, this is the elixir that senior brother refined himself.

Ten in total.

It can quickly restore damaged muscles and replenish qi and blood.

You are just getting started, so keep it for a few days. "

"Brother, this..."

"Hey, what's the matter? Why are my fellow disciples being polite to me?"

"That's all, I can't repay senior brother for his great kindness.

Chu Xuan will keep it in mind. "

"Easy to say."

A hint of hidden greed flashed in Chu Xuan's eyes.

Some "eagerly" took the porcelain bottle.

The fat Taoist priest nodded with satisfaction.