Heirs of the Seven Swords of the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 261 Finally dead
  In the backyard of Zilanxuan, Gu Xun and the others rarely went to sit in the house, but sat or stood on the stone benches and pavilions in the courtyard.

The reason why he was outside was because Nongyu was practicing swordplay and it was not suitable to be inside.

Nongyu, who had put on a neat and neat slim-fitting dress, was young but had well-developed and uneven figure. She was holding her father Li Kai's 'relic' long sword in her hand, and followed the whirlwind sword in her mind meticulously. Practicing spectrum.

What Gu Xun was watching from the side...the trigeminal nerve ached.

The girl is very good-looking, jumping and swaying very well, but this swordsmanship...

After Nongyu had finished practicing the sword technique completely, she sheathed her sword and stopped. Standing beside Gu Xun, Zinu gently touched Gu Xun's waist with her elbow and asked softly:
  "How is your Nongyu training going?"

Nong Yu, covered in fragrant sweat, stared at Gu Xun with big flashing eyes, waiting for his comments.

"Uh..." Gu Xun looked at Nong Yu with expectant eyes. He didn't know what to say for a moment. He pondered for a moment and asked first, "Nong Yu, are you practicing the whirlwind swordsmanship every day?"

"Yes." Nong Yu nodded in confusion, "If there is no unexpected interference, I will practice swordsmanship twice a day."

This frequency is not too strenuous, but considering that she also has something to do and needs to practice her internal strength and piano skills, it is okay.

"It's pretty good." Gu Xun first expressed his affirmation, and then asked the question, "But there is no need to practice more."

"Ah?" Nong Yu was at a loss, her quiet little face was full of doubts. Don't you need to practice more in swordsmanship?
  Although she also knows that the moves cannot be rigidly followed, but the premise is that you have practiced well enough before you are qualified to play high-end gameplay such as moving the sword at will, right?
  "Most of the martial arts I know don't focus on moves, and the Whirlwind Swordsmanship is the best among them. The moves in the sword manual don't have much meaning, they are just a kind of... posture that cooperates with the movement of Qi, so you can simply practice Sword moves are meaningless." Gu Xun explained with gestures with his hands.

"You need to let the whirlwind true energy flow in your body, use the true energy in conjunction with the sword moves, and let your body become familiar with this process."

"But your current internal strength is not enough. If you practice in this way, your true energy will be exhausted before you have any feeling and enter the state." After Gu Xun finished explaining, he spread his hands and said, "So earlier I told you You said you should focus on practicing your internal skills first and leave your sword skills alone."

Zi Nu was speechless at Gu Xun's explanation, "Then didn't you make it clearer then?"

She always thought that Gu Xun's priority in practicing internal skills was to lower the priority of swordsmanship. Who would have thought that it was to clear it up, so she did not stop Nongyu's low-frequency practice of swordsmanship twice a day.

Gu Xun opened his mouth, but did not argue in the end. It was indeed his fault. The martial arts of the Seven Heroes were incompatible with this world. The secrets redeemed by the system did not include training precautions. He should have taught him more clearly.

At this time, Nong Yu saw that Gu Xun was speechless by Zi Nu, she pursed her lips and smiled, and then took the initiative to accept the blame and said:

"It was because Nong Yu didn't ask Brother Gu clearly that all his efforts were in vain."

"You little girl, don't always protect him." Zinu glared at Nongyu angrily and scolded with a smile.

"Okay, okay, don't worry about this anymore." Gu Xun waved his hand, indicating to turn this over in advance, and then told Nongyu, "Nongyu, you have remembered the swordsmanship clearly enough. In the future, you just need to practice it from time to time. Just don’t forget it.”

"Also, you can try to mobilize your true energy to match the sword style, but be careful not to overdo it and let the true energy in your body dry up, otherwise it will have an impact on your internal strength practice."

No matter how far you practice your internal skills, you must avoid exhausting your true energy. This will harm the meridians. Although it generally does not cause permanent debuffs, it will always have an impact for a period of time, especially for those who have not mastered the practice. people. “Okay, Nong Yu, I’ll remember it.” The little girl nodded meekly, keeping Gu Xun’s instructions in mind.

At this time, Han Fei, who was lying on a long stone chair, straightened up, yawned, and interjected with misty eyes:
  "Brother Gu, your martial arts is really special. It doesn't even require a lot of repeated practice."

"I think Brother Wei Zhuang still wants to practice swordsmanship every day?"

Gu Xun looked at Han Fei who was still awake, rolled his eyes and explained:
  "That's different. Wei Zhuang's horizontal sword technique is a heavy move. He needs months and months of practice to let his body remember the action of swinging the sword, so that the movement of the sword is faster than the thought of the sword."

"But this doesn't apply to Nongyu. If you don't move the light sword with your true energy, you won't be able to exert the power of the whirlwind sword. What she needs to let her body remember is the flow of true energy."

Han Fei rubbed his eyes, patted his face, and regained his energy. He didn't think too much about Gu Xun's explanation.

He doesn't know martial arts, and he doesn't intend to learn martial arts. He just said it casually.

"By the way, the envoy from Qin is about to arrive today. Why do you, one of the six noble ministers, have nothing to do? Why do you come to Zilanxuan to get hysterical?" Gu Xun asked.

"It stands to reason that it is rare for the Qin State to send envoys, and I, the chief minister, should go along to greet them. However, the situation this time is not normal. The only one who greets the envoys is the Prime Minister."

"Only Kaifeng? Although he is the prime minister, the team is a bit thin, right?" Gu Xun was a little surprised. With Han Wangan's face-loving temperament and his fear of Qin, he shouldn't have made more arrangements. A few people?
  "Ha...ah..." Han Fei yawned again and explained, "Qin issued a letter of credence, but the envoy sent in the end was just an ordinary Dianke official with no name, surname, or origin. If According to the etiquette system, my father only needs to send an official of the Grand Secretary to greet him, which is more than enough."

"Arranging for Mr. Xiangguo to greet us is the best option to make the scene less ugly."

The Qin State is strong enough to dare to arrange any cat or dog to be an envoy, but South Korea does not dare to arrange anyone to welcome it. But in this case, there are too many people there, and it would be too grand to make it too grand, which would be too embarrassing for South Korea.

It's good to just go to Kakaidi. The only problem is... It may be a bit of a shame for a minister of state in Kakaidi to greet a soldier, but it's just for him.

Gu Xun nodded in understanding.

It was quite miserable for Kaifang. Someone should have shouldered the responsibility with him, but in the end, Qin made the decision and had to fight it all alone.

When he received the envoy's body, he must have been in a complicated mood...

Gu Xun was already certain that the damn envoy from Qin would not be able to enter the city alive.

It didn't matter whether Tian Ze was a demon or not, the cannon fodder envoy who wanted to enter the city must have been covered by a white cloth and carried in sideways.

Last night, Xuanjian left a note for Gu Xun, which mentioned that the people involved in the trap had begun to take action.

The first step of the plan was to be executed by Xuan Jian - let him kill the Qin envoys, the more brutal the method, the better, and the more miserable the death, the better.

(End of this chapter)