ninety thousand miles

Chapter 474 Sword Training
"Or do you want me to perform a ritual to stop the rain from falling at all?" Wen Guying asked.

"Is it okay?" Li Chuan asked.

"Sure, it's not too much trouble." Wen Guying said.

Li Chuan was quite curious. He hesitated for a moment and said, "Forget it. Teach me some powerful moves."

"Yeah," Wen Guying said perfunctorily, "It must be amazing."

Li Chuan was thinking about learning swordsmanship, so he quickly cleared most of the dishes on the table and said, "Master Wen, let's go back."

"Row."

When we were halfway there, it started to rain.

After returning to his residence, Li Chuan took out the golden sword. Wen Guying took a look at the sword and said, "This sword is too sharp. Wait until you are proficient in it before changing to this one."

"Okay," Li Chuan put away the sword and asked, "Then what should I use?"

Wen Guying broke off two branches, handed one to Li Chuan and said, "Use this one."

"Okay." Li Chuan took the branch.

Then Wen Guying said: "These three sword techniques are what I came up with in my spare time. They do not require mental skills to operate, nor do they require spiritual power to drive them. If the opponent is a mortal, I can win by surprise. If the opponent is a cultivator... these moves are in line with the meaning of Taoism, and I can trick him."

"Each of these moves has three variations, for a total of twenty-seven variations. Once you've mastered them, you'll be able to handle most situations. I'll demonstrate them all to you first."

"Okay." Li Chuan said.

Review the old sayings and demonstrate them one by one, then ask: "How is it, how much did you remember?"

Li Chuan shook his head. He had just watched Wen Guying's moves without blinking, and it didn't look difficult. After watching it, he recalled it in his mind, but there were only a few fragments, and he couldn't figure out how one move turned into another.

So he said, "Master Wen, I don't have any basics at all, so let's go through each move one by one. Can you break each move down into its parts and teach me? Then, don't teach me the variations yet. I want to learn the basics first. As for comprehension, just pretend that I have none at all."

"Okay." Wen Guying said.

Then, he performed the first move more slowly, explaining and demonstrating the changes. Li Chuan watched and followed along, and when he couldn't follow the parts, he asked Wen Guying to do it again.

He studied like this until dark, and only then did he memorize the most basic parts of the three moves.

He wiped the sweat off his face and looked at Wen Guying, and found that he also looked exhausted. Li Chuan understood that this was because he was a rotten wood that was difficult to carve.

He suddenly remembered Gong Erpang San.

He had also secretly envied them for being able to cultivate immortality, and felt that if he could do the same, his progress would definitely be faster than theirs. But seeing Wen Guying's expression at this moment, he was not so sure.

dong dong.

"Is Dr. Li here?"

Tang Su's voice came from outside the door.

"Yes, I'll be there right away." Li Chuan said as he put down the branch, opened the door for Tang Su, and welcomed him in.

"Brother Tang, why are you here at this time? Did something happen?" Li Chuan asked.

Tang Su saw Wen Guying standing in the courtyard and said, "Master Wen, you are here too."

He noticed something strange in the courtyard and said, "The rain can't come in. What a trick." He then explained the purpose of his visit. "Shen Gui sent a message saying that he found Qiu Hu in Dao County."

"Found him? He's still alive?" Li Chuan was a little surprised. "Well, I came to find you after receiving the news. Do you want to go check it out together?" Tang Su asked.

"Didn't Shen Gui bring Qiu Hu back?" Li Chuan asked.

"No, there may be some inconveniences," said Tang Su.

When Li Chuan was about to agree, Wen Guying said, "I'll go for a walk. Brother Li, your injury hasn't healed yet, so you should rest for a few more days. If you feel bored, practice swordplay."

"Okay." Li Chuan said. He had been learning sword for half a day and felt weak and out of breath. He really needed to lie down.

"Is Taoist Master Yao going?" Tang Su asked.

Wen Guying said: "After returning, Senior Sister Yao has gained something. She has found a secluded place to retreat. It will probably take another three to five days before she can come out."

He paused and said, "Let's go now without further delay."

Tang Su was obviously a little surprised at Yu Wen's urgency, but he still said, "Okay, I'll go back and give a few instructions, and then we'll set off."

After Wen Guying and Tang Su left, the rain still did not fall into the area where the house was located. Li Chuan stood in the yard for a while, hearing the sound of rain, but no rain fell. He picked up a branch and gestured again.

Could it be that Master Wen really didn't want to teach anymore and that's why he slipped away so quickly?

Li Chuan thought so and continued to practice. It was indeed a very exquisite sword move. When separated, each move was not difficult to use, but when connected together, it looked very profound.

After performing the full move once more, he took out the golden sword. The golden sword was much heavier than the branch, and after half a move, he felt his wrist ache. After performing the full three moves, his arm felt heavy and painful.

In his heart, he felt somewhat proud, thinking that he had the demeanor of a peerless swordsman.

It would be much better if Gong Er and Pang San were there, then the plot of the little demon saving the scholar could include a part where the scholar uses a surprising trick to win.

In the next few days, Li Chuan practiced sword at home.

Zou Jingping came several times. After the first visit, he found Li Chuan busy practicing swordplay, so he began to have people deliver three meals a day. After the meal problem was solved, Li Chuan practiced more vigorously. He also found that he was less likely to fall asleep when reciting after practicing swordplay. So when he was tired of practicing, he took out his notes to recite, and when he got bored, he went to dance a few times.

In this way, after a few days, I managed to memorize five or six pages of the book.

That evening, Zou Jingping came again with food, and the two ate and drank until late at night. After Zou Jingping left, Li Chuan packed up and lay down to sleep.

In his sleep, he heard the sound of rain again. The rain spread, and the mist gathered and dispersed between the rain curtains, hanging on the lines of rain.

He smelled a damp scent.

The quilt became wet and heavy, pressing against his body, making him unable to move, and then the dampness seeped through the quilt into his body.

Li Chuan opened his eyes.

He was very clear-headed, and he clearly felt that the body that was flooded by the rain was disconnected from him. He gradually lost his feet, calves, legs, and hands...

Wen and Yao were not there. Tianyinhu and Dieling were both in Zuihong Ring. He called out to the little mouse in his heart. The little mouse did not respond. His face was numb and stiff. His eyeballs could not move.

My vision began to blur, the flickering candlelight began to blur, the candlelight...

He stared at the candlelight, trying to concentrate. His vision suddenly became brighter and mist of varying depths enveloped him. At this moment, he regained control of his body and the gentle and soft sound of a pot rang out.

The fog dissipated quickly.

Is it a demon? Li Chuan stood up and chased the fog. When he reached the courtyard, he suddenly heard a voice.

(End of this chapter)