Super Elation Under the Sun

Reading the scenery depicted in the book and going on a trip in person are two concepts, so when Li Fuyao really went from hearing about it to walking in person, he more and more discovered the difficulties and dangers of this road, although it was He was somewhat psychologically prepared, and he was a little surprised.

Chen Sheng led him on the road of cultivation. To be precise, it belonged to a divergent road on that road. Chen Sheng himself considered the path of kendo to be a rugged path. Therefore, when he led Li Fuyao on the road, there was no How to brag, just tell Li Fuyao that in the years to come, he will have difficulty walking on this road.

How difficult it is actually depends on his own feelings, so Li Fuyao was very wise not to ask.

Therefore, since Li Fuyao agreed to take that path, Chen Sheng has been embarrassing him. This middle-aged man, who looks very casual on weekdays, seemed serious about teaching people to practice swordsmanship.

He told the young man who never knew what sword practice was to swing his sword a thousand times in the yard on the first day. How could Li Fuyao’s tiny arm swing his sword a thousand times a day, plus that tree? The stick is really not light, so from early morning to dusk, it can stab six hundred swords. Chen Sheng didn’t say much, but stood under the eaves to see if the young man could finish the thousand swords.

Obviously, no.

The young man who had been gritting his teeth did not finish stabbing the thousand swords until the end of the year. Instead, he fell straight into the small courtyard. Although he finally got up and continued to wave his sword, he could not stab him no matter what. Finish that thousand swords. Chen Sheng didn’t speak, he just asked Li Fuyao to stab a thousand swords. He didn’t say what would happen if the stab was not finished. Li Fuyao didn’t ask, just trying his best to swing the sword in his hand.

One does not say, one does not ask.

This pair of masters and disciples seemed very strange.

As for the second day, Chen Sheng asked Li Fuyao to walk thousands of miles. This was obviously an unfinished task, but Li Fuyao still hung the wooden stick around his waist and walked alone. in. Then the young man looked at the sky, then turned his head back to the small courtyard, and paid one back for two hundred miles. He spent one day and one night.

Walking day and night, Li Fuyao’s legs were as heavy as lead, but on the third day, he still appeared in the small courtyard.

Chen Sheng usually looks serious, but when he really wants to teach Li Fuyao to practice the sword, he appears extremely silent. He just announces what Li Fuyao needs to do every day. As for whether he can do it, he doesn’t care or say.

In this way, day after day passed. On the fifteenth day, Li Fuyao finally fell in the small courtyard and could not climb up. Chen Shengcai finally picked up Li Fuyao, threw him on the bed, and fed him. Take a black pill.

At the bedside, Chen Sheng touched Li Fuyao’s limbs that had become stiff due to excessive movements. He finally nodded. Swordsmen among the mountains and rivers, the first thing to get started is not to teach them how to use the sword. It is to tell them a truth.

On the first day, I couldn’t finish a thousand swords, and on the second day I couldn’t finish 10,000 miles. Even within these fifteen days, nothing can be done in one day. This is not shameful, but it should have been. In the normal state of China, there are some things that cannot be done in the first place. What does it matter if they can’t be done?

The reason why Chen Sheng nodded was not that Li Fuyao finally fell down, but that Li Fuyao did not do anything because he couldn’t do it. Instead, he tried his best to complete these impossible things, and finally fell down, which was why he was drained. The last trace of energy.

With the word Zhengyi, Li Fuyao seemed to touch the threshold.

Try to do what you can do, even if you can’t do it, try it.

This is the right intention of the swordsman.

Li Fuyao didn’t hear Chen Sheng tell him the truth, but when he opened his eyes and stood in the small courtyard again with the sword, he actually understood a lot.

Some things needless to say.

Li Fuyao, who started practicing swordsmanship, suffered far more than that. If Chen Sheng was thinking of asking him to understand a truth in the previous 15 days, the next month would really be the swordsman’s hard and dangerous way forward. Li Fuyao spread out before.

It looks like a beautiful scroll, slowly unfolding.

But there is absolutely no sense of comfort during this process.

As for these tortures, Li Fuyao soon forgot about other things, but during this period, the Yanling Academy’s Mr. Yan once led the little girl to say goodbye, but Li Fuyao didn’t have the energy to pay attention to it. Chen Sheng looked at the little girl, thoughtfully, the little girl named Gu Yuan was also a little curious about Chen Sheng’s identity as a swordsman, but in the end, Yan Yu led him to leave the place and return to the academy.

Li Fuyao began to be polished with sword energy by Chen Sheng.

Those extremely sharp sword auras penetrated into Li Fuyao’s orifices, like thin needles of ox hair, piercing his body one by one. In this process, Li Fuyao realized what is called pain.

In addition, when he was eroded by these sword auras, Li Fuyao had to take that “sword” to the yard and stab it out. The biting pain kept his mind awake at all times, but it also kept him awake. Every stabbing sword is extremely difficult.

So much so that only a few swords were pierced, and he was already sweating profusely.

If it were an ordinary monk, he would not have been so hard at the beginning when he set foot on the road of cultivation, but Li Fuyao chose to practice the sword and could only endure it silently.

He was tortured so much that he didn’t even have time to think about why he wanted to be that kind of stupid swordsman with only one sword in the mountains and rivers.

It was not until the second month, at the end of winter, when Li Fuyao never felt a little springiness anymore, did Li Fuyao feel that his pain was much lighter.

Looking down at his hands and legs again, he found that he was indeed much stronger than before. Although he still looked thin, Li Fuyao always felt that he had changed.

Chen Sheng doesn’t talk much these days. This man doesn’t like to drink, but he talks a lot, but he doesn’t talk to Li Fuyao. He only talks a lot about Qinghuai. Li Fuyao practiced swords honestly and occasionally. At night, he and Qinghuai would sit under the eaves and watch the stars. I don’t know if Chen Shengxi likes it, but Li Fuyao must like it very much.

I occasionally see the morning glow and sunset glow, but this season is far less beautiful than the morning glow and sunset glow in summer.

After the first three months of sword practice, Chen Sheng said more. He often talked to Li Fuyao about things in the demon land in the north, and he often told him about the saints of the Three Religions, but he said nothing. The most is the sword fairy.

Li Fuyao could hear that the sword fairy was the one he was chasing after.

Li Fuyao, who just set foot in righteousness, except for listening to his small talk these days, most of the time he was actually meditating. He looked into the trivial qi in his spiritual house, and patiently guided those qi to his meridians. In the middle, I hope to drive this Qi machine out of the body one day. At that time, when all Qi machine is turned into Sword Qi, he is the swordsman of this Sword Qi realm.

Chen Sheng said that by stepping into the Sword Qi Realm, he truly embarked on the way of kendo.

When Li Fuyao asked him how long it took him to step into the sword aura, Chen Sheng smiled proudly: “It only took a year.”

According to Chen Sheng himself, he is a genius that Jianshan has never encountered in a century, so it is normal to walk so fast, but Li Fuyao doesn’t know the genius of his kendo, so he doesn’t know himself. How long will it take.

It’s just that since he hasn’t even seen the sword now, it must be a little far away.

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Another day after dusk, Li Fuyao, who had finished his day of schoolwork, sat down on the steps under the eaves of his house, staring at the sunset clouds in a daze. Chen Sheng didn’t know where he was going, Qinghuai came to Li Fuyao and sat down and watched. This guy, Li Fuyao grinned and asked first: “I have always wanted to ask you, your monsters are not friendly with the swordsman, so why do you want me to learn swords?”

Qing Huai said coldly: “I thought you should figure it out.”

Li Fuyao was a little surprised, “Could it come true as I thought?”

Qing Huai nodded and sighed: “It’s not like that, what else can it be?”

Li Fuyao was a little speechless, thinking in his heart, it turns out that you are also such a smoky girl.

Qing Huai ignored him, but took out a green bead and threw it to Li Fuyao, “I said it was all right.”

Li Fuyao took the demon pill and asked, “How does this work?”

Qinghuai said flatly: “The easiest way is to eat it, but with your current state, it is estimated that you will explode and die.”

“…”

Li Fuyao didn’t say anything, thinking that even if he wouldn’t explode and die, he wouldn’t take this demon pill. Chen Sheng said very bluntly about the realm, and he needs to go step by step by himself. After all, things are not a good way, but since it was a gift from the green locust tree, Li Fuyao still wanted to stay.

The two of them sat on the steps for a long time, and soon it was the hour of the sky full of stars.

Li Fuyao looked up at the stars, thinking that this is the first time in a few months that you and I have a serious chat. Is it possible to chat more?

I think so, Li Fuyao still didn’t say much.

Only Qinghuai was silent for a moment, and said: “There is a Taoist meeting in Liangxi at the end of spring. I will leave this place in these few days and go to Liangxi to challenge that Taoist kind.”

Li Fuyao knew about this, so he just nodded, “You have to be careful.”

Soon Li Fuyao tentatively asked again: “You have nothing else to say?”

Qing Huai sneered: “What do you want to hear.”

Li Fuyao waved his hand awkwardly, “Actually speaking, I am just a friend like you, so naturally I am a little worried about you.”

Qing Huai turned her head and glanced at him, then smiled.

In the distance, Chen Sheng was lying leaning on a big willow tree. From his realm, of course he knew the situation in this small courtyard clearly. He felt a little headache for the young girl and he shook his head. , Murmured: “This silly apprentice.”