Bishop's Retirement

Chapter 36 Guidance?

In the early morning of the next day, Mao time.

Just after dawn, Wang Ye was awakened by a sharp sound.

The sound was extremely sharp, and it was also mixed with the sound of wind.

He pricked up his ears and listened carefully, but it sounded like a sharp sword piercing through the air.

Why is there a sharp breaking wind sound early in the morning?
Is it...

Thinking of this, Wang Ye got out of bed, put on his clothes, and hurried to the backyard.

As soon as he entered the backyard, Wang Ye saw Si Jianming holding a bright jade sword and practicing in the backyard.

The emerald-colored bright jade sword fluttered up and down in his hand, dancing gorgeous sword flowers.

The sound of breaking wind was the sound of Si Jianming practicing his sword.

I'm so...

Seeing the scene in front of him, Wang Ye felt helpless.

This Si Jianming really doesn't regard himself as an outsider, he practiced sword in the backyard of the inn early in the morning!

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Thinking of this, Wang Ye said impatiently.

"Treasurer Wang?"

Hearing Wang Ye's words, Si Jianming really stopped practicing his sword: "What's the matter?"

During the speech, his breathing was steady without any disorder.

Obviously, this is not the whim of his morning sword practice, but the result of years of persistent practice.

"Is there anything else?"

Regarding Si Jianming's words, Wang Ye pointed to the gray sky: "What time is it now? Sword practice early in the morning!"

"The sound of the blade piercing the wind is so annoying, does it make people sleep?"

"Treasurer Wang, practicing martial arts is like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat"

Looking at Wang Ye, Si Jianming said: "It still needs to be honed from time to time in order to keep improving!"

Si Jianming spoke with a bit of piety in his words.

Ugh!
Regarding Si Jianming's words, Wang Ye sighed and shook his head.

The seedling is a good seedling.

It's a pity that he is as dead-headed as Aji.

Even Si Jianming's mind is more rigid than Aji's...

"Did your sword master tell you this sentence?"

Thinking of this, Wang Ye looked at Si Jianming and asked.

"Master did not mention it, this is just my personal opinion"

At this time, Si Jianming shook his head: "I just felt that the sword moves were slow yesterday when we fought against Yun Ting. It seemed that there was a slight difference, but there was a huge gap, so I wanted to practice more frequently to make the sword moves stronger. tough"

Between the words, Si Jianming's words were firm.

As soon as this remark came out, Wang Ye rolled his eyes.

This Si Jianming is really an idiot.

That old boy Juggernaut is really blind to accept such a stupid apprentice.

Flowing Light Sword Intent Flowing Light Sword Intent, from the name, one can tell that this martial art focuses on sword intent rather than sword moves.

As a result, instead of meditating and contemplating to hone his sword intent, this kid practiced his sword moves over and over again.

How did this mind reach the level of a master?
Thinking of this, Wang Ye changed the subject and said to Si Jianming: "Does your sword master often shake his head and sigh when he sees you practicing sword?"

!!!

As soon as these words came out, Si Jianming's body froze: "How did shopkeeper Wang know?"

"Master always shakes his head and sighs when he sees me practicing sword in the morning. I go up to ask Master and don't say anything, just let me realize it by myself..."

While speaking, Si Jianming was extremely puzzled.

He didn't understand why Wang Ye knew about this.

"Is this still necessary to know?"

Hearing this, Wang Ye curled his lips, and said disdainfully, "Your practice is wrong, do you know that?"

"Did you practice?"

Hearing this, Si Jianming's expression changed, and he said, "I can't!"

"I practice this set of swordsmanship every day. I have already mastered the sword moves by heart, so I can't make mistakes."

"Why did shopkeeper Wang say that?"

"how you said that?"

Seeing Si Jianming's post, Wang Ye sneered: "I ask you, if I ask you to kill a pig, do you kill it with a knife or with your fist?"

"If you want to kill a pig, you will naturally kill it with a knife!"

Si Jianming replied very seriously: "Of course, you can kill a pig with your fist, but it's not as fast as using a knife!"

"Look, you understand this too."

After lazily yawning, Wang Ye poked his ears out and said, "In my opinion, practicing martial arts is the same as killing a pig. Internal strength is like a knife, and moves are like fists."

"No matter how complicated and changeable your moves are, they are similar to punching a sow. When you kill the pig, the day lily will be cold!"

"The inner strength is like a knife. The purer the inner strength, the sharper the knife. As long as your knife is sharp, no matter whether it is a boar, a sow, or a wild boar, you will fall to the ground and die on the spot..."

At this point, Wang Ye paused, looked at Si Jianming in front of him, and smiled cunningly: "Now, do you know why your master shook his head and sighed?"

!!!

As soon as these words came out, Si Jianming was startled.

He looked at Wang Ye, and said, "What does the shopkeeper mean, my practice is to beat a pig with my fist?"

"Why not?"

Si Jianming gave Si Jianming a blank look, and Wang Ye asked back: "Even I, who don't know martial arts, know that swordsmanship focuses on artistic conception and skill. The moves are just to teach you to use the sword. If there is no move to win, the only way is to be sharp and fast. The key to killing the enemy with one hit!"

"Let's not talk about it, your master is respected as a sword master, and every day you practice is just holding a sword around?"

"It's not..."

Si Jianming shook his head, and said, "Master's daily practice is to meditate. I have never seen him practice sword..."

"But every time Master uses the sword, his speed is far faster than mine..."

"Is this over?"

Hearing Si Jianming's words, Wang Ye rolled his eyes: "Your master teaches you every day that you can't learn it by precepts and deeds. Every day he wields a broken sword randomly. Who doesn't shake his head or sigh when he sees it?"

"I heard what you said yesterday. The martial art you use is called Liuguang Jianyi. As the name suggests, it focuses on meaning rather than moves."

"Who would have thought that instead of thinking about sword intent, you kid would work hard on moves..."

"This is your master. If it were my subordinate, I would have to use a rattan cane to make you cry for your father and mother, so as to give you a better understanding!"

"Instead of waking up early to practice swords and making noises to disturb people's dreams, it is better to sit quietly and practice inner strength and refine the reality of artistic conception"!
Cultivate inner strength, hone artistic conception...

Hearing Wang Ye's words, Si Jianming thought carefully in his heart, and nodded involuntarily.

Swordsmanship emphasizes skill and artistic conception. The deeper the skill, the sharper the sword will be, so that the sword can be shot like lightning, unstoppable.

Obsessed with sword moves, but fell behind...

"Thank you, Shopkeeper Wang, Jianming understands."

Thinking of this, Si Jianming said to Wang Ye.

"Understood, go back to the guest room and rest"

Hearing this, Wang Ye waved his hand impatiently: "Let me hear you practicing sword again, and your rent will be doubled!"

Said Wang Ye shook his head and walked towards his room.

When passing by the door of Aji's room, I heard Aji snoring like thunder in it, and slept very soundly, obviously he was not affected in any way.

"Live a hundred years with no heart or lungs..."

Hearing Aji's thunderous cry, Wang Ye shook his head: "I didn't even know I was chopped up at night that day..."

(End of this chapter)