Xu Xian Is Not A Sword Immortal

The sky is high, the clouds are light, and the wind is sunny.

There was a sunny day on the eighth day of July.

As for the steaming furnace, although it will make many ordinary people sweat all over, it will not affect the cultivators.

From the morning, Xu Xian practiced his sword very hard.

you 're right,

He also wants to practice, but he doesn't have to meditate at ordinary times.

Because according to his master, people with special physique like him, whether sitting, lying or even sleeping, their spiritual power will run along the meridians, constantly absorb the spiritual Qi of heaven and earth, and slowly convert it into spiritual power. There is no need to meditate deliberately.

As for the way he practiced his sword, it was far from as dazzling as when he used his sword.

It can be said that his sword practice is very boring and monotonous.

For him.

There are three ways to practice sword.

Stabbing sword.

Draw the sword.

Hold the sword.

The way of stabbing the sword is very simple. It is to aim at a target, stab the sword constantly, strive to be impartial, hit the bull's eye, and let yourself stab the sword faster and faster, and pursue endless speed and accuracy.

The way to pull out the sword is to add a sword pulling action before stabbing the sword, that is, after pulling out the sword, stab a sword instantly. After the two are added together, the pursuit is fast, accurate and explosive!

As for holding the sword

This seemingly the simplest pose, but it's not too difficult.

Because this is the basis of all swordsmanship and fencing.

As a child, Xu Xian almost broke her arm when she learned how to hold a sword.

How to hold the sword?

For sword cultivation, the sword is the extended arm. Before you can't use the so-called sword defense, the sword in your hand can't be discarded, let alone destroyed by the enemy's weapons.

In order to hold the sword in hand, to make the posture of holding the sword correct, and to stab the sword technique as stable as Mount Tai.

When Xu Xian holds the sword, the sword body should be up to the front without any movement, and he should keep the posture for a long time.

What we pursue here is stability.

After holding the sword, drawing the sword and stabbing the sword, it is fast, quasi stable and full of explosive power.

When he was six years old, Xu Xian didn't hold a sword. He just took a horse step, stretched out his arm and pen to the front, and continued a cup of tea. He was shaking to the point where he couldn't.

At the age of six and a half, Xu Xian began to hold the wooden sword, took a horse step and held the sword until the front, six times a day, one incense every time.

At the age of seven, Xu Xian changed his weapon into an iron sword. He held the sword for an hour and a half every day. It took two hours to pull out and stab the sword.

At the age of eight, Xu Xian got up in the morning and had breakfast. He held the iron sword until noon. In the afternoon, he trained to draw and stab the sword.

Xu Xian has maintained this habit until now, but the time and times of cultivation have been reduced.

Because no matter holding, drawing or stabbing the sword, it has become his instinct, just like breathing... It can't be forgotten at all.

Coupled with his current physique, he will not feel tired even if he practices holding, pulling out and stabbing the sword all day, so this practice naturally has no meaning.

Now, if Xu Xian wants to improve his swordsmanship, he can only understand his own swordsmanship.

Of course, he not only wants to practice Kendo, but also tries to develop into a hexagonal warrior, so he will think about some other means when he is free now.

For example, arrays, Taoism, magical powers, talismans and so on

Well, I'm not very good at learning, but it's more or less a lost trick.

So and so, until lunch time.

Li Gongfu asked him to follow him to the county yamen. Only then did they sneak out with Xu Jiaorong on their back.

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"The demon Division has something difficult to deal with again?" This was the first thing Xu Xian thought of.

"I haven't heard... I don't know what they're looking for you."

Li Gongfu glanced at his brother-in-law, and his face was often embarrassed.

Without him.

Just because Li Gongfu often sees Xu Xian, he will think of that rainy day. They squat under the tree, and they are a Wupin Wufu, constantly bragging to a "Sword Fairy"

The most likely "Sword Fairy" happened to be his brother-in-law. He didn't say a word, so he looked at himself and pretended to force.

It still seems to say: you continue, I don't expose it, just waiting for your embarrassment in the future.

"Damn it, I'm so angry." Li Gongfu didn't say much when he arrived.

After all, Xu Xian didn't ridicule himself with the situation of that day.

They went all the way to the county government.

Walk, walk.

They saw a lot of people around the West Lake. They seemed to be arguing about something.

Li Gongfu was quite curious about this, so he took Xu Xian and soon got a general idea.

That is, a fisherman fell into a golden carp. It looked beautiful. The lowest bid was ten Liang silver.

A young monk named Hai Kong also had ten liang of silver in his hand.

When he saw the fish, he wanted to buy it and set it free.

As a result, Cheng Yaojin was killed halfway.

A rich businessman also fell in love with the fish and said he would buy it back to treat his son

The boss Qian also said that his son was born weak and ill.

In recent years, he coughed up blood almost every day. He found many famous doctors for this, but they all said that his son could not live this year.

So he kept asking God to worship Buddha. It seemed that his sincerity had an effect.

Just last night, Lord long told him that a golden carp would be fished out by the West Lake. As long as your son ate it, he could cure his body and live a long life.

As a result, Haikong monk quarreled with boss Qian.

Xu Xian and Li Gongfu looked at each other curiously.

Master Hai Kong is a handsome monk. He looks very young. He holds a rosary in his right hand and explains:

"Benefactor Qian, your son is ill. I can help to cure him, although I dare not promise to cure him."

"But even if your son eats this crying carp, it may not be good."

"I also think there are some problems with your dream..."

"Bah." Boss Qian spat sticky phlegm on the edge of his shoes, pointed to the monk's face and scolded angrily:

"You don't have the ability to cure the disease and don't let my son eat that fish. I think you're pure hearted to let my old Qian family die?"

"I'm too lazy to argue with you, so I'll add ten Liang and buy the fish with thirty Liang."

The old man selling fish saw the thirty Liang and his eyes lit up.

He pursed his lips and looked at the monk apologetically: "this mage, I'm really sorry. Boss Qian gave too much..."

Hear this,

Xu Xian raised her eyebrows and saw that the fish was going to be sent to boss Qian.

Shua.

The sea and air monk looked like a Ling, resolutely stretched out his arm, grabbed the carp, separated the crowd with brute force, and quickly threw the carp back into the lake.

Poop.

The carp, which had little vitality, just took a breath in the lake and swam happily.

What's more incredible is that it nodded to the monk in the water. It swam slowly three times.

For a moment.

The onlookers exclaimed constantly. Some people thought that the carp had spirit.

But many people pointed out to the monk that the monk was rude. Even if the carp was spiritual, the fish could save people's life. Is the life of a fish more important than that of a person?

When boss Qian saw this scene, he was trembling with anger. He ignored the explanation of Haikong monk, picked up a broken bluestone plate and patted it on his head.

Bang.

The stone is broken, and the bald head of Haikong monk is still as bright as before.

"Eh, Constable Li is here. Let Constable Li preside over justice..."

"I'm Lieutenant Li now. What are you yelling at?"

"Oh, this is not a strange legend of Yuhang County..."

Xu Xian glanced at the past. The man immediately closed his mouth and didn't say much.

Li Gongfu was constantly prevaricated by the public, but he was not good at such strange things after all. For a moment, he didn't know how to speak, so he naturally handed it over to his brother-in-law, the strange legend of Yuhang county.

so

Xu Xian took the initiative to step forward