Xiuxian, the sword in the hands of a loving mother

Chapter 58 Start practicing swordsmanship

Chapter 58: Sword Training

Zhao Lingjiu took special care of Lin Wei.

He always felt that Lin Wei had a unique temperament. Although he had never touched a sword, he was very calm and not impetuous at all.

Lin Wei obediently stood up.

The disciples in the front row looked at her curiously.

Lin Wei felt a little familiar, it was like the first time she entered the Alchemy School.

She stood out among the group of child disciples.

But she is not that old now, so the disciples looked at her and then withdrew their gazes and stood still obediently.

Zhao Lingjiu spoke sternly from above: "Concentrate your mind and energy, and inject spiritual energy into the sword!"

Lin Wei took the sword and injected spiritual energy into the sword as Zhao Lingjiu said. Then he swung the sword in his hand. It was a short move, but it seemed to have great effect.

Zhao Lingjiu looked serious, and the sound of blades breaking through the air could be heard with every move.

After Lin Wei followed and learned it once, she felt her wrists a little sore.

"good."

Zhao Lingjiu glanced at Lin Wei with admiration in his eyes.

It is difficult for many cultivators to practice a complete set of sword techniques when they first practice, but Lin Wei can do it.

"Is there a lot of spiritual energy loss in the body?"

Zhao Lingjiu asked.

Lin Wei felt the spiritual energy in Dantian and said, "There is no loss. Except for my wrist being a little sore, everything else is normal."

"real or fake?"

Zhao Lingjiu walked to Lin Wei's side, looking suspicious but also somewhat uncontrollably excited.

Lin Wei nodded: "Really."

But at the same time, she was also wondering in her heart, is she a great genius?

Zhao Lingjiu's expression was a bit like Gu Qing's reaction when he discovered that she was refining the elixir.

"Come again and practice with me."

Seeing that Lin Wei didn't seem to be lying, Zhao Lingjiu immediately returned to the upper position and asked Lin Wei to practice again.

They are all new disciples, and no one can hold on in the first round except Lin Wei.

The disciples all stepped back and watched the scene quietly.

Zhao Lingjiu started to use the sword, and Lin Wei raised his sword and followed suit.

When spiritual energy was injected into the sword, the sword seemed to come alive, as if it had become a part of her body. The sword moved as she wished, and her body seemed to have endless energy.

She didn't need to look at anyone at all, she just needed to stare at Zhao Lingjiu's sword and remember his every move.

Zhao Lingjiu didn't stop, so Lin Wei naturally didn't stop either.

She had no idea that Zhao Lingjiu had already changed his moves, she only knew how to learn.

"Oh my god, is she really a new disciple? Why can she sense the sword intent?!"

"This is her first time touching a sword, this is incredible."

Many disciples looked at Lin Wei, and before they knew it, many of them stopped.

Zhao Lingqi and Zhao Lingwu came over and watched the scene intently.

Among the countless disciples, Lu Yunfeng and Lu Yunhai's expressions became gloomy.

"Brother, how did she understand so quickly?"

Lu Yunhai felt an indescribable discomfort in his heart, as if a mountain had suddenly pressed down on his heart.

Lu Yunfeng did not answer. His eyes were fixed on Lin Wei and he could not move them away. Seeing that her moves were still clumsy but her sword intent was clear, a tremendous change occurred in his heart.

When they first started practicing sword, they were not much different from other disciples, the only difference was that they persisted a little longer than other disciples. It took them half a year to comprehend the sword meaning.

However, it takes many people a year to comprehend the meaning of sword and to make the sword follow their heart.

The first time this woman held a sword, she seemed to be one with her sword. She was so dazzling and unique that she overshadowed them. If others knew her past, how would they, the brothers, face others?

Jealousy and resentment take root in the heart and grow wildly.

Countless sword-cultivating disciples showed admiration towards Lin Wei.

Amidst the countless voices of discussion, a few different plans could be vaguely heard.

"She is so amazing. I don't know if she is married yet. I will ask my father to woo her when I get home and let her be my mother."

"You wish. If you want to be the father, let me be the father. My father is better than your father!"

Such a voice was like a knife cutting into Lu Yunfeng and Lu Yunhai's hearts.

Lin Wei is clearly their mother, but they don't recognize her.

And now, she is so dazzling that she no longer needs their charity.

She doesn't want them anymore.

During this hearty swordplay, Lin Wei's wrist hurt so much that she couldn't lift it. She stopped, waved her hand and said, "Brother, my hand is too sore. Let me take a break."

Zhao Lingjiu was sweating a little. He looked at Lin Wei in shock and asked, "Your hands are just sore?"

Lin Wei nodded: "I'm not used to using the sword yet, it will take me a few days to get used to it."

In Lin Wei's opinion, practicing sword is not difficult at all. It does not require thinking. One just needs to remember the moves and be able to respond accordingly.

Zhao Lingjiu opened his eyes wide: "Junior sister, do you know how many people were scared to death when you practiced sword for the first time?"

It was not difficult to tell from Lin Wei's expression that she really found learning very easy. Zhao Lingjiu looked around at the disciples who were envious, and felt secretly jealous in his heart.

"what happened?"

Lin Wei was a little confused. She looked around and was shocked to see everyone looking at her.

She felt a little embarrassed because she was the center of attention.

"Do you know what sword energy and sword intent are? Do you know what it means to be one with the sword? Do you know how difficult it is to comprehend the sword intent?"

Zhao Lingjiu asked three questions with tears in his eyes.

Lin Wei knew nothing about anything. She had just come to learn swordplay and had never even read a sword manual, so how could she know all this?

Zhao Lingjiu pounded his chest and said, "Brother, you all heard it, right? She doesn't know anything but can directly comprehend the sword intent. Please ask Master to come."

Zhao Lingqi and Zhao Lingwu looked at each other, and Zhao Lingwu turned around and flew away on his sword.

Lin Wei was shocked for a moment, and then she became envious. She wondered when she would be able to fly a sword.

"Junior sister, aren't you shocked at all?"

Zhao Lingjiu felt that Lin Wei was really too indifferent. When she heard that he wanted to invite his master, she was not shocked at all. She just envied that his senior brother could fly a sword.

"Maybe I'm old and past the age of being easily impulsive."

Lin Wei smiled embarrassedly.

Shocked, she really wasn't shocked at all.

After all, the original body is very special.

Even if you haven't learned how to make elixirs, you can make elixirs by smelling the fragrance, and growing spiritual herbs and plants is even easier.

Holding the sword and infusing spiritual energy into the sword, she felt that the sword was a part of her. She didn't need to look at the sword, her gaze only needed to be directed at the person wielding the sword opposite her.

"You have such talent, but you only got the opportunity when you were old. What a pity! If you had started school when you were ten years old, it is impossible to estimate what realm you would be at now."

Zhao Lingjiu sighed and said it was such a pity. Human destiny was truly magical and no one knew what would happen until the last breath.

"It's not a pity. I think it's just right. After going through the wind and frost, I am not afraid of the cold wind."

Lin Wei smiled gently. No one else knew her identity except a few peak masters and Lu Yan's family. There were also those three unlucky children, but they were guarding the "Ren"-shaped pharmacy waiting to go down the mountain, and they would not tell anyone else about this.

(End of this chapter)