Longevity starts with learning

Chapter 20
"One quarter of an hour……"

Chu Mu pursed his lips, and subconsciously recalled the state of "Linghui" blessing just now.

With sufficient preparation, the experience this time is undoubtedly much deeper than the previous two experiences.

Under the blessing of "Linghui", thinking wisdom seems to be suddenly raised to a higher level. The simplest example is like reading and literacy in the past half a month. He knows a lot of words, but the meaning of the words is just swallowed.

This feeling is like in the previous life, even if he graduated from university, he was given a book of poetry, even if it was just the Analects of Confucius, he knew every word in it, but after forming a sentence with each word, he must have a half-knowledge of most of them.

And under the blessing of this "spiritual brilliance", what was taught and said in the school, whether it was understood by Chu Mu or doubted by Chu Mu, were all integrated very quickly and became Chu Mu's own knowledge.

If Chu Mu were to learn this process by himself, Chu Mu reckoned that even if he invited a student to tutor him, he would still need to study quietly for several days, and he might not be able to complete it.

But under the blessing of this "spiritual brilliance", it took less than two quarters of an hour.

Such wisdom is truly terrifying.

call……

A gust of cold wind poured in along the crack of the window, chilling his face, Chu Mu subconsciously tightened his clothes, and only then recovered from the leap of wisdom.

Chu Mu let out a long breath, and shook his head secretly, the taste was so fascinating.

Who wants to return to dullness after experiencing extraordinary wisdom.

After resting for a long time, Chu Mu got up slowly, lifted the long knife placed on the side of the table, pushed open the door, and stepped into the wind and snow without hesitation.

After being in this world for more than a month, if reading and literacy is Chu Mu's initial preparation to integrate into this world, then this sword technique is Chu Mu's only confidence in facing this strange era.

Although, Chu Mu didn't know whether the few moves of this basic sword technique could become his confidence.

but……

In this strange era, he couldn't find any other confidence.

With a sharp blade in his heart, he started to kill himself. In this strange...and cruel era, nothing is more reassuring than the power of one's own body.

"Linghui..."

Chu Mu muttered silently, and there was an indescribable depth in his bright eyes.

The blade is also blooming among the snowflakes in the sky.

The long knife weighs several catties, with Chu Mu's current strength, every time he uses a move, the inertia of the blade falling,
Even after more than half a month of practice, it is barely controlled.

But right now, under the blessing of "Linghui", the weight of the long knife in Chu Mu's hands seems to be visibly lightened by the naked eye.

From being difficult to control, to being like a plaything in the hands, wanton control.

This change, from the outside world, seems to only take a short time, but in Chu Mu's mind, it has experienced an unknown number of blooming thoughts.

In the information age of the previous life, all the insights about swordsmanship and martial arts, true and false, all came together.

In this life, in this courtyard, I have practiced and pondered hard.

Blooming thoughts unraveled these true and false, experimented bit by bit, trial and error, summed up, and finally strengthened Chu Mu's comprehension of this basic sword technique.

And all of this is clearly reflected on the light curtain panel.

Since the blade was swung, the proficiency of the blade skill at the initial stage of practice began to increase at a speed visible to the naked eye.

What is reflected in reality is the increasingly proficient grasp of this knife.

In the end, as if suddenly realizing it, the boundary in the dark also dissipated naturally, and the blade, which was originally extremely wanton, suddenly stagnated, and then...slowly let go...

The wind and snow were still there, Chu Mu stood silently, the depth in his eyes had dissipated, but his gaze was fixed on the light curtain panel.

[Name: Chu Mu. 】

【Skill:
Basic knife technique (first glimpse) 1/500]

【Spirit value: 0%】

"Two quarters of an hour, more than half an hour...is the limit?"

The blessing of "Linghui" this time is naturally different from before. He was caught off guard before, so he was too intoxicated, but this time, he was holding the purpose of experimenting.

It took less than two quarters of an hour to read and write with "Linghui" in the room.

Then he fell asleep for almost half an hour, and came out to practice the sword after regaining his energy.

This time, the "spiritual brilliance value" was exhausted directly. According to the calculation just now, the time obviously exceeded two quarters of an hour.

This time, the body was not directly hollowed out like the first time.

But it seems that I can't hold on mentally...

His head was dizzy, and he felt tingling pain from time to time. Not surprisingly, it was probably a reaction to excessive mental exhaustion.

Chu Mu rubbed his forehead, let out a long breath, silently put the long knife back into its sheath, and slowly walked into the room.

Accompanied by a harsh creaking sound, the door closed, the flickering candles were extinguished, and the night slowly marched towards dawn amidst the wind and snow.

In the early morning, the snowflakes in the sky finally stopped, and this Qinghe county town was completely covered with a layer of silver.

The weather is cold, but the flow of people on the street has not decreased too much. The people at the bottom are struggling to make a living, and they have no right to dislike the weather.

In the room, as usual, Chu Mu got up early and slept through the night, and seemed to have regained his energy. Although his head still felt a little tingling, it was undoubtedly much better than before going to bed last night.

Looking at the basic saber technique on the light curtain panel that has broken through to the stage of first glimpse, Chu Mu couldn't help feeling a little inexplicably excited.

All of a sudden, his hands were itchy, and he glanced at the snow that had stopped outside the window, grabbed his saber, and walked into the yard.

Just holding the handle of the knife, Chu Mu instantly noticed a little difference.

familiar!

Although I don't know how many times I have swung this knife in my hand, I have never felt such an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Chu Mu pondered it carefully for a moment, then slowly drew the knife out of its sheath, caressing the blade gently, the sense of inexplicable familiarity became more and more intense.

After a moment of silence, Chu Mu swung his saber fiercely, and the next second, the blade suddenly stopped in mid-air.

Chu Mu could see clearly, when he cut down, under the weight and inertia of his own strength, the blade suddenly stagnated, and the shaking was so slight that it would have been difficult to detect if it hadn't been for Chu Mu's careful observation.

Chu Mu couldn't hide his surprise. You must know that even though he has practiced hard for more than twenty days, he has always been a little reluctant to control his strength.

A breakthrough, like a reborn body, has reached such a point!
Chu Mu looked around the small courtyard, and his eyes quickly locked on the big tree on the side of the courtyard.

Walking forward quickly, with a wave of the blade, a clear imprint was left on the tree trunk. Chu Mu didn't feel the slightest bit of accumulated snowflakes falling, and his gaze was already fixed on the knife mark on the tree trunk.

The blade moved again and hit the tree trunk with force, causing the snowflakes on the leaves to scatter again. Chu Mu still didn't notice it, his eyes fixed on the scar left by the blade.

The difference between the two knife marks is also very small, even if you don't look closely, it is difficult to see that they are two knife marks.

Chu Mu pursed his lips and swung the knife again. The three knife marks converged, and the gap on the trunk seemed to widen a little.

"Missing a tiny bit..."

Chu Mu patted the frost stained on his body, muttering to himself...

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(End of this chapter)