Longevity Martial Arts: Beginning with Sword Drawing

Chapter 66 Spirit Ginseng Supplements Yuan, Sword Produces Sensation!
"I have to sleep a lot to make up for the hard work during this time..."

Lin Bei put away the sword, dragged his tired body back to his room, and fell asleep.

This sleep, the sky is dim and the earth is dark!Forget about time!

When Lin Bei woke up again, he found that he had slept for three whole days!
"Well, why do you still feel tired..."

Lin Bei yawned and rubbed his sleepy eyes, feeling a little listless.

After sleeping for three days and three nights, he didn't recover much energy, and was still exhausted.

"Forging a sword with heart power will greatly damage your vitality, and maybe you will lose your life. Although I only touched the edge of the sword made with heart power, it will not affect the lifespan, but it also consumes a lot of vitality..."

Lin Bei took out a handful of exotic animal jerky, and analyzed it while chewing to replenish energy.

"What's the best way to make up for your vitality? Take supplements? No, you can't make up for your deficiency. If you want to make up for it by taking supplements, you need to take small sips for a long time..."

"Perhaps, you should try Lingshen Gong, a health-preserving exercise. Isn't health-preserving just a process of recuperating, restoring vitality, and stimulating the body's potential..."

Lin Bei's eyes brightened, and he felt that he could try.

After chewing several sticks of exotic animal meat vigorously, feeling the hunger in his stomach was alleviated, Lin Bei couldn't wait to start practicing "Spirit Ginseng Art".

Squatting slightly, embracing Taixu, breathing in and out like grass and trees, silently, leisurely like a spiritual ginseng from heaven and earth.

The breath of spiritual ginseng in the body stands quietly in the dantian, following Lin Bei's silence, it becomes quiet, steady and gentle, as if it merged with Lin Bei's figure into one.

A hint of coolness, permeated from the breath of the spiritual ginseng, poured into the limbs and bones, spread throughout the body, cleansing the soul, and replenishing vitality!
Just like that, in the midst of forgetting myself, another three days passed.

"It really works..."

Lin Bei suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were like lightning, his spirits were full of energy, and he was no longer tired from a few days ago.

Keeping healthy, resting and rejuvenating, nourishing the body, replenishing vitality.

Lin Bei forged the sword with his heart, and after three days of cultivation in the "Spirit Ginseng Technique", the vitality that was spent was restored and revived!
"Although it's a bit of a toss, it's definitely worth it to be able to forge such a sharp sword!"

After Lin Bei recovered, the first thing he did was put his painstaking sword in front of his eyes and savor it carefully.

Needless to say, the shape of this eight-faced Han sword is majestic with eight faces, with perfect streamlines, extremely clear lines, and sharp edges. It can definitely be called the best among excellent swords!

What's more important, is the eerie chill emanating from it, which is so cold that it makes one's heart chill, as if one's eyes will be pierced through one's mind!

This kind of inner sharpness is the realm that many foundry masters pursue all their lives.

And what really surprised Lin Bei was that the sword and him seemed to have a strange connection. This kind of connection was very subtle, like a thin thread of silk, which would break at the touch of a touch, and it required mental infusion to connect.

"Could it be the reason why the sword is forged with the heart..."

Lin Bei looked happy.

Gripping the sword, drawing it out of its sheath, the sword was as light as a horse, but the thick blade gave him a different texture.

Lin Bei closed his eyes and sensed, as if he could feel the eight-faced Han sword fused with his arm. He swung the sword casually, and the blade pierced the air, setting off a strong wind and whistling sound.

"end!"

Lin Bei stopped his sword in his hand, and the Eight-Faced Han Sword slashed at ninety degrees behind him, with no deviation or deviation.

"This feeling is like using your arms and fingers!"

Lin Bei's eyes were shining brightly.

The blade, which is thicker than ordinary iron swords, did not bring him the slightest burden, and he could handle it with ease.

On the contrary, it is this weight several times heavier than ordinary iron swords that allows his amazing explosive power to be brought into full play!
……

"Good sword! Good sword! What a good sword!!"

Jiang Dali carefully looked at the Eight-faced Han Sword in front of him, amazed and full of praise!

His face was shocked, and he looked at Lin Bei in disbelief: "You really forged this sword?"

He couldn't help being shocked and questioned, even he couldn't forge the quality of this sword.

As for Lin Bei, it's only been about half a year since he learned casting, and he has already surpassed him, the boss who created the [Strong Blacksmith Shop], in terms of casting level!

What a terrifying casting talent this is!

Lin Bei was relatively calm: "It's just a fluke. If I hadn't been so focused during the casting process that I had reached the state of ecstasy and unknowingly touched the threshold of sword casting with my heart, I would not have been able to forge this eight-faced Han sword!"

Lin Bei was not proud and stated a fact.

He knew that his casting level hadn't really surpassed Jiang Dali, and maybe given him a few more months, he could do it.

But as far as the current casting level is concerned, if he is asked to do it again, he will definitely not be able to re-cast a weapon comparable to the Eight-faced Han Sword.

The birth of this eight-faced Han sword was by chance!
Even if the casting level is raised by another level, he is not sure that he can forge a weapon of this level!
"In any case, your current casting level is no less than mine."

Jiang Dali returned the sword to Lin Bei, his tone full of emotion.

"A genius like you, in my blacksmith's shop, is really inferior. It's a pity that I don't know any casting masters, so I can't recommend it to you."

Jiang Dali sighed, and continued: "If you want, you can stay in the blacksmith's shop. I don't restrict your freedom. You can come whenever you want. As for the orders in the blacksmith's shop, you can do whatever you want. Take it, as long as you can see it..."

Jiang Dali failed to give any favorable conditions, so he could only relax the restrictions and give Lin Bei freedom.

The main reason is that the temple is small, and Changsheng Town is not big at all, and large orders are usually relatively rare.Therefore, there is no shortage of supply.

Of course, a brilliant foundry is the face of Neng Town's shop in any blacksmith shop.

Therefore, he still hopes that Lin Bei can stay.

"I don't plan to go to other places to develop for the time being. I'd better stay in the blacksmith shop and let me know if there are larger orders."

Lin Bei shrugged, he has no idea of ​​going to a big city for the time being.

For the time being, I will stay in the blacksmith's shop, and I will take on larger orders. I should make a lot of money in a year.

This time he failed to be promoted again. Although the level of casting was almost the same as that of Jiang Dali, the signature foundry was already the highest title in [Dali Blacksmith Shop].

Lin Bei didn't have the time and energy to run a blacksmith shop.

In his opinion, both Jiang Dali and Dr. Yang Xing are typical negative teaching materials.

The two of them worked so hard for the blacksmith shop and the medical center, they spent all their energy on it, so that they abandoned their cultivation realm, which is still only at the sixth level of qi and blood.

Are they short of money and resources?

Lin Bei felt that there was probably no shortage!

I have money and resources, but I don't have time and energy, and I can't calm down to practice with peace of mind, so that my cultivation has been stuck and unable to break through.

Of course, it may also be due to the two people's poor martial arts qualifications.

But Lin Bei thinks this possibility is relatively small.

After all, the qualifications of most people are actually mediocre, martial arts geniuses are very rare, and martial arts useless wood is also very rare.

This is similar to the existence of the European Emperor and the African Chieftain, which have always been a relatively rare part.

If everyone is a genius, or if everyone is a fool, then there can be no such thing as the masses.

Jiang Dali is fine, his qi and blood haven't decayed yet, if he can relax and concentrate on martial arts, there is still a possibility of a breakthrough.

As for Physician Yang Xing, his qi and blood have already decayed, medicine and stones have no cure, and if he wants to break through, he must have the treasure of heaven and earth, and change his fate against the sky.

(End of this chapter)