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Chapter 228 Xiaoya endures hardship and enjoys happiness

Xianlingguan Qingzheng is another courtyard, and the B character practice room.

The water is as clear as practicing flat stabbing against a wooden post. Every time you stab, there is a faint "huh" sound. The speed is extremely fast. The tip of the sword stops about an inch away from the wooden post. The tip of the sword cannot shake. The master said that this can control the sword Strength, training sword sense.

She has increased the amount of training now, and she has to practice [-] flat stabs and [-] sword chops every day.

Only two moves are practiced, other sword styles are not practiced at all.

She was wearing a single robe, and her forehead was covered with fine sweat. Every time she stabbed, she tried her best to have the correct posture, and her strength reached to the tip of the sword.

Shang Qingyun, a delicate little girl, shuttled between the nine wooden posts on the left, dancing with a bamboo sword very beautifully, her internal energy is well cultivated, and the whining of the bamboo sword is like the ebb and flow of the tide.

Not everyone can bear the boring and hard work of only practicing one or two basic sword moves every day.

What's more, the lecturer said that combining body skills and sword skills practice is of great help to the cultivation of inner breath.

So gradually, the apprentices all gave up the extra flat stab practice, and now only Shui Qingru persisted as before, and even Wei Jingcheng, who also had no training qualifications, changed to practice other body skills and sword skills.

There were still a few people in the practice room. The little fat man Shi Nanguan practiced sword in the open space on the right. When he stopped to drink water, he saw that Shui Qingru was resting, and shouted: "Little girl, shall we fight again tomorrow?"

"Pumpkin, you can't beat me. If you lose, you have to go to the Jiji Hall to copy scriptures. Why bother?"

The water is as clear as wiping sweat with a towel, enough rest, a kind reminder.

Ever since watching the three sword fights between Guanzhu and other people, she has an unmatched understanding of Ping Ci, and has a deep memory. She has to reminisce and imitate some of the subtle moves every day. She has mastered three changes in Ping Ci.

They all look similar, but in fact there is a big difference inside, which is mysterious and unspeakable.

She doesn't know the advanced ways of using swords such as sealing, blocking, unloading, and hanging, because the master didn't teach her, so she didn't learn it. She only knows that with the three-style flat stab, she can resolve countless moves.

In her eyes, the complete sets of swordsmanship practiced by her friends are all showy, and they cannot withstand her suppression of flat stabs.

Except for Senior Brother Wei Jingjie's pistol, she dare not say that she can block it, but if she seizes the first opportunity, she won't lose?
She didn't know that it was because her vision had improved too much, which made her confidence rise inexplicably.

Just keep in mind Guanzhu’s teachings: guard against arrogance and impetuosity, and do it yourself.

Occasionally, she feels ashamed because she looks down on her companion's swordsmanship from the bottom of her heart, how can she be proud?She didn't even find a sense of breath.

After she finished speaking, she felt regretful, and she became proud again, so she quickly calmed down and didn't want to talk too much. She raised the bamboo sword with her right hand to mobilize her strength. Learned to gain momentum.

Shi Nanguan quacked with a strange smile: "Now my inner breath is getting stronger and stronger, and I'm proficient in practicing the 'Luo Mu Flying Foil Sword'. You can do one move back and forth. I have found a way to break it. I don't believe I can't beat you this time." ..."

Shui Qingru seemed to have never heard of it, and suddenly stabbed forward with a sword. The combination of speed and strength made her feel that the sword was impeccable, so she simply leaned forward, "Poof", the bamboo sword pierced both sides of the wooden stake. three inches.

Shi Nanguan was like a duck being strangled by the neck, he couldn't speak for a few times, his eyes were wide open.

With a bamboo sword piercing the stake, he was frightened.

What else?It is impossible for his flesh to be as solid as a wooden stake. Thinking about the pain of this sword stabbing, his face changed.

"Pumpkin, what did you just say?"

Shui Qingru was stunned for a moment, and then regained consciousness. She had achieved half the level of the one-sword stabbing demonstrated by the temple master before. She was able to transmit the strength of her legs, waist, and brawn to her arms and wrists, and her strength reached the tip of the sword. She had made great progress even though she was wearing wooden stakes. She was very happy and asked with her head tilted.

Just now, she was too concentrated and didn't hear clearly what Shi Nanguan said to her.

Shaking it vigorously up and down to pull out the bamboo sword pierced into the wooden stake, the palm and the tiger's mouth felt a little painful, but fortunately, there was no skin injury, and the palm rubbed a little red.

"No...not much."

Shi Nanguan said weakly, how could he laugh so weirdly, pulling the corners of his mouth was uglier than crying, why did he want to propose a sword fight with Xiaoya tomorrow?What a shame!
"Wow, little girl, you pierced the stake with a sword, you are so powerful!"

The delicate little girl exclaimed, and ran over to touch the opening left by the bamboo sword on the wooden post, the real sword mark, and then touched the tip of the bamboo sword, which was the same as the bamboo sword she used, with a semi-round head, why? Can it penetrate a stake?

Shui Qingru has nothing to do with everyone calling her "Xiaoya" nickname now, she doesn't correct it intentionally, and being praised by her companions, she feels very useful in her heart, and said humbly, "Where is it."

Wanting to grin, she tried to tell herself not to be proud.

The other two friends also gathered around and yelled.

"Little girl, how did you do it?"

"Yeah, it's wood, I'll try it too."

Seeing Shi Nanguan sneaking away to the back door quietly, the delicate girl rolled her eyes and shouted deliberately:

"Hey, Pumpkin, why are you going? It's training time, and you're lazy."

"I... go pee."

"Don't forget the sword fight with Xiaoya tomorrow."

"What sword fight? Don't talk nonsense..."

Shi Nanguan ran away in a hurry, which attracted a lot of laughter. Anyway, he would not fight swords with the little girl, at least recently, he would not even mention it. How could he have such great strength without cultivating his inner breath?
He couldn't understand anything.

Not long after, news of Shui Qingru piercing a wooden stake with a sword spread to Yue Anyan and Zhang Wenxing.

The two came to the practice room, asked the apprentices who had come to see the strange things to go back to their respective rooms to work hard, and checked the sword hole.

Yue Anyan took the little girl's hand to check, the slender palm was covered with thick calluses from sword practice, she touched it lightly, and said with a smile: "Shui Qingru, use your previous feeling to stab at the air Show us a sword."

She was careful not to let the sword pierce the stake, for fear that the little girl's palm would be hurt.

"Yes!"

Shui Qingruping raised the bamboo sword, calmed down, accumulated all the strength in his body, and slowly found that feeling again.

She stabbed at the stake with a "shua" sword, the speed was extremely fast, the tip of the sword was only an inch away from the stake and stopped suddenly, motionless, a slight strong wind hit the stake, blowing away a little dust on it.

There was a gleam of joy in the eyes of Yue Anyan and Zhang Wenxing.

They saw that the little girl had developed her internal energy, although it was weak, it was genuine internal energy.

The strange thing is that Shui Qingru has never found that sense of aura. Could it be that the aura of the non-attributed "Inner Extreme Breathing Method" practiced by Shui Qingru is different from that of other apprentices?
"This sword has been practiced very well. The strength and speed have been raised to a higher level. From now on, you can't compete with others casually unless we are watching. Shui Qingru, you stand still, I will help you You investigate the situation of Dantian Qihai."

Yue Anyan gave some instructions, stretched out two fingers, and pressed the little girl's lower abdomen through the unlined clothes, felt it carefully for a moment, then removed his fingers, looked at the little girl who was looking up with anticipation, and said with a smile: "Congratulations, you are practicing Out of breath! It should have been a few days."

"Wow!"

The little girl jumped three feet high and almost burst into tears with joy.

She has been unable to cultivate the sense of qi for a long time, and she seems to be not in a hurry with a smile on her face, but how can she not be in a hurry?
She didn't dare to show any complaints or impatience. She was an apprentice accepted by Master Wen Xing as an exception. She had no way out, and she didn't want to go back to the old days of being stared at, cold-eyed, disgusted, and often beaten when she had no food. Well, the friendliness my elder brother and sister-in-law showed to her during the Chinese New Year was all because she had entered the fairy temple, and she had already woken up.

She practiced diligently, enshrined the teachings of the temple master to Ruo Guigao, and only practiced one move according to the temple master's request.

Now she has finally successfully overcome the first difficulty, which made her see the hope of staying in the Fairy Temple for a long time.

The temple master once encouraged her: "Only by suffering and suffering can one become a master!"

She has nothing but to endure hardship!
She can endure hardship better than everyone else, but she doesn’t actually feel suffering. In Qingzheng other courtyard, she is enjoying the blessings of reading, reading, reciting scriptures, listening to stories, practicing and doing some work every day.

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(End of this chapter)