Fox Demon: The villain at the beginning

Chapter 337 Sword Intent
"The soldier's salary is seven taels of silver?"

All the soldiers looked at each other.

"Then why did we only receive five taels of silver before?"

Soon the soldiers reacted.

"It must be that damned Lu Tietou who secretly withheld our salaries."

A soldier started to curse.

"This guy deserves to die! I worked so hard and worked so hard to earn such a small amount of money, but he still deducted part of it."

For a moment, the entire camp was filled with insults against Lu Tietou.

After the insults stopped, the soldiers looked at Jin Renfeng again, with a little more conviction and loyalty in their eyes.

Compared with the previous chief officer, this new officer is much better.

He is powerful, fair and strict, can lead them to victory, and is willing to give out rewards.

Among the soldiers, many had changed teams several times, but this was the first time for them to receive full salaries.

People are influenced by comparison. Before, they did not take this superior seriously, thinking that he was too young and that he had climbed to his current position by relying on connections.

But compared with the previous team leader, this superior is simply a model of loving his soldiers like his own sons.

Seeing the soldiers' attitude, Jin Renfeng found it quite funny.

It’s not that he intended to cheat Lu Tietou, he really didn’t know that Lu Tietou even withheld the soldiers’ salaries.

He also didn't expect that he could win the trust of the soldiers just by paying them full salaries.

This was truly a blessing from heaven. With just two taels of silver, a big problem was solved.

It can only be said that others were too harsh in deducting and exploiting him too much, which is why he was able to take advantage of him.

In fact, Jin Renfeng was a little nervous when he first took on the role of military commander. After all, he had never been a soldier and did not know much about the military system and management.

However, when I actually got started, I found that being a leader is actually quite simple.

Basically, if you can clearly distinguish between rewards and punishments and not be greedy or take advantage of others, you can win the support of your subordinates.

Even various matters can be handed over to subordinates to solve, and one can do the job well even if he is a hands-off boss.

However, in this world, most people are extremely greedy, and very few can meet this basic need.

"Speaking of which! Although our general is a little short, his character is indeed impeccable!"

"Yes! Yes! As expected, you can't judge a person by his appearance alone!"

"I've been around for so many years, but this is the first time I've met such a generous chief. He gave me magic weapons like they were free!"

"Compared to that Lu Tietou, there is a huge difference between them!"

The soldiers were whispering among themselves, discussing the differences between the two commanders.

Although they lowered their voices to the lowest level, Jin Renfeng's powerful hearing enabled him to still clearly hear what they were saying.

"These guys really think that's his height!"

Jin Renfeng was speechless about the soldiers' conversation.

He is just over ten years old. At his current age, if he continues to grow for a few more years, how could he be this tall?
Not to mention that he is now very strong, even the original scumbag Feng is still a tall and strong man.

No matter how poorly developed a person is, he won't maintain this body shape forever.

However, Jin Renfeng did not take the initiative to clarify the facts.

For him now, it would be better to let this misunderstanding continue.

Apart from anything else, if his subordinates knew that he was still a teenager, they would probably be suspicious.

Can a mere half-grown child really lead them?

Judging a person's experience and ability based on his age is human nature and does not change with changes in circumstances.

Even if he was the champion of the martial arts tournament, even if he could defeat the demon king, it was still hard to believe that he was only ten years old.

Now these guys treated him as an adult, thinking he was just short and underdeveloped, which actually saved him a lot of trouble.

. . . . . .

at dusk.

"Someone, serve tea!"

In the lobby, General Zhang, a tall and strong man in casual clothes, sat at the desk and called out.

Then a man dressed as a servant came in and placed two cups of tea on the table.

"This is the good tea I brought from home. It has a strong aroma. General Jin, please try it."

General Zhang made a gesture of invitation.

Jin Renfeng sat opposite him, raised his teacup and took a sip.

A rich and refreshing fragrance rises from the throat, goes straight into the chest and abdomen, refreshing the heart.

"It really smells delicious, not like ordinary food."

He praised with a smile.

"General Jin is a connoisseur! I love nothing more than this cup of tea at home, so I take it with me wherever I go!"

General Zhang smiled, then raised his teacup and took a sip.

"By the way, how come General Jin has time to come to my place today?"

Putting down the teacup, General Zhang asked

"Recently, I have encountered some difficulties in my practice, so I would like to ask the general for advice."

Jin Renfeng directly stated the purpose of his visit.

Previously on the battlefield, he had witnessed the advantages of sword intent, so he came over to ask for advice during his free time.

Regardless of whether it succeeds or not, always give it a try.

"Things about cultivation!"

Hearing this, General Zhang frowned and said in confusion.

"Your master's fire control technique is superb, and his strength is unparalleled. Why do you need to ask me about this practice?"

"This place is a thousand miles away from the mountain villa. Even if I want to ask Master for advice, I can't return."

Jin Renfeng explained.

"Besides, what I want to ask you is a difficult question about the way of the sword. Although my master is quite powerful, he is not proficient in the way of the sword. Naturally, he cannot help me solve my doubts."

General Zhang nodded.
"I see, no wonder you came to ask me."

He also knew Dongfang Gu Yue quite well. His divine fire technique was indeed very powerful, and no one in the Dao League could match it.

Even the current leader of the Taoist Alliance, Wang Quanshouzhu, is inferior in his opinion.

But when it comes to kendo, the other party is a layman.

After all, kendo is not just about swinging a sword around.

"Since this is a matter of swordsmanship, feel free to ask me anything you want to know. I will tell you everything I know."

General Zhang smiled.

Seeing this, Jin Renfeng was stunned.

He had no relationship with the Zhang family before, so why was General Zhang so generous?

"Don't be too surprised!"

General Zhang raised his large hand that was like a palm-leaf fan, took a sip of tea, and looked relaxed.

"Do you still remember the Nanman King?"

"Of course I remember!"

Jin Renfeng spoke.

The Nanman King was the strongest person he had ever fought besides his master. Naturally, he had a deep impression of him.

"On the battlefield before, it was because of my mistake that I missed the opponent, which gave the Southern Barbarian King the opportunity to break through Elder Li's encirclement and attack the main wall of Jingyun City."

General Zhang said in a deep voice.

"If you hadn't stopped the Nanman King, half of Jingyun City would have been destroyed, and I would have been held accountable for it."

"Come to think of it, I should thank you!" Jin Renfeng suddenly realized that General Zhang answered his questions as a thank you for his previous help.

"You are too polite, General. The situation on the battlefield is ever-changing and it is inevitable that there will be omissions."

"Even if I failed for a moment, it's not the general's fault."

"You do know how to talk!"

General Zhang shook his head and did not take it seriously.

"What do you want to know? Tell me directly, and I will do my best to answer you."

Jin Renfeng's expression relaxed a little, and seeing that he had the opportunity to ask for advice, he immediately bowed and made a gesture of asking for advice.

"I am quite interested in sword training, so I have been studying sword techniques since the beginning of my training."

"But no matter what, the sword energy used by this junior is very rigid, and I can't make it move as I wish."

"Before on the battlefield, I saw the general's hundred swords chasing the stars and one sword chasing the moon. Only then did I suddenly understand the magical power of sword intent."

"I am here to visit you this time because I want to ask you about the path of sword cultivation."

"Sword intention? I didn't expect you to have reached this point at your age!"

General Zhang looked so surprised that he almost dropped the teacup in his hand.

As a sword practitioner, he was well aware of the difficulty of practicing sword skills.

That is the highest realm of sword cultivation. In the entire Dao League, there are only a handful of sword cultivators who have cultivated the sword intent.

But I didn't expect that a mere teenager could reach this level.

"This junior just stumbled upon it by mistake. I'm sure he still has some distance to go before he can cultivate the sword intent."

Jin Renfeng spoke.

He knew that his cultivation speed was somewhat different from that of ordinary people. In order to avoid other people's surprise, he also deliberately concealed his own progress.

"Even so, it's still quite remarkable."

General Zhang looked regretful.

"If Brother Gu Yue hadn't accepted you as his disciple first, I would have wanted to bring you to our Zhang family."

Cultivating sword skills at the age of ten, what kind of talent is this?

Even compared to the past, the king whom their Zhang family ancestors aspired to follow is probably not any worse.

Such talent is unrivaled in the world, and is one of the best in the Taoist Alliance throughout the ages.
For a moment, General Zhang's eyes were filled with meaning.

Such a good kendo talent just happened to enter Shenhuoshan Villa and started playing with fire!
How pathetic!

"You are too kind, General."

Jin Renfeng seemed unaware and said in a deep voice.

General Zhang shook his head without saying anything. He stood up and walked out the door.

Jin Renfeng also followed closely behind him.

After a while, the two arrived at a training ground.

Walking to the center of the training ground, General Zhang pointed his finger and a scarlet flying sword flew out from his sleeve.

"The so-called sword intent is the will of the sword."

General Zhang spoke slowly, dancing the sword in his hand to create a sword flower.

"Everything has life and death. The living are agile and the dead are rigid."

"So if you want the sword energy to be agile and free, you have to make it alive, like life, giving birth to will."

Jin Renfeng held her breath and listened attentively to the old man's explanation.

General Zhang pointed his sword, and ten sword energies flew out from the sword and shot into the sky.

"If we sword cultivators want to develop sword spirit, we need to treat the sword as life and endow it with spiritual will."

Ten sword energies came and went from the air, like swimming fish, circling around the old man, winding and floating.

"Of course, we humans have limited power, and it is impossible for us to truly give life to the sword."

"Therefore, the so-called endowment of the soul actually means placing the spiritual will of us sword masters in the sword energy and magic power."

"Joy, anger, sorrow, happiness and worry are all will."

"Only with the will of the soul can the sword energy become more agile and free, just like life."

"Happiness, anger, sorrow, happiness, and worry?"

Jin Renfeng remembered that there seemed to be someone practicing the Angry Sword in Wangquan Sword Tomb, and even Jin Linglin, who was at the peak of the Great Demon King, was hit by him.

"Give the sword a spiritual will, but there are so many kinds of will? Do we have to give all of them to the sword?"

Jin Renfeng asked.

"Of course not all of them are given!"

General Zhang said,

"The sword's intention should be pure and simple, and it is best to endow the sword with only one kind."

"Different intentions will determine the effect of your swordsmanship. For example, if you integrate anger into your sword energy, it will be easier to arouse the anger in your opponent's heart. Sadness is exactly the opposite."

"Then which sword intent is the most powerful?"

Jin Renfeng asked curiously.

Since I have started practicing sword skills, I naturally have to practice the most powerful one, otherwise it would be a waste of time.

General Zhang looked helpless and explained,
"What kind of will will lead to what kind of swordsmanship, this is the secret of each school. Due to the restrictions of the family rules, I cannot teach it to you."

"But I advise you not to simply pursue the power of the sword when choosing the sword."

Jin Renfeng looked puzzled.

"Kendo is the art of killing. If we don't pursue power, what else should we pursue?"

It would be fine if other magic spells did not pursue power, but kendo is a spell specifically used to kill people.

If we don't pursue power, then wouldn't kendo lose its meaning of existence?

General Zhang grabbed a piece of the red sword energy around him with his bare hands and stabbed it out casually.

In an instant, a murderous intent enveloped Jin Renfeng's body.

For a moment, Jin Renfeng felt as if a ferocious beast was staring at him, and all the organs in his body were in warning.

"Kendo, Kendo! What you pursue is naturally your sword heart."

General Zhang released his sword energy and continued,
"You must know that the source of the sword's will is your will."

"Some sword intents are indeed powerful, but if the sword intent does not match your sword heart, how can you generate a strong will to endow the sword energy?"

"General, what you mean is that the strength of a sword's will depends not only on the type of sword's will, but also on whether it is suitable?"

Jin Renfeng frowned.

General Zhang said leisurely.

“That’s just the surface.”

"Fundamentally, will is the source. Whether the so-called sword will is in line with it is just a means to make your will stronger."

"The so-called sword follows the heart, that's the principle."

"Only when it is in line with one's own wishes can one's will become more resolute and one's power be maximized."

"There were cultivators in the Dao League before who were weak-willed and terrified when faced with danger."

"In order to pursue power, I worked hard for more than ten years and came up with a sword that is unrivaled in the world, known as the best sword in the world. I want to compete with the Wang Quan family."

"It's a domineering name!"

Jin Renfeng laughed.

“He is indeed domineering, and his name sounds impressive, but without his own will to support him, the power of that guy’s sword will is not even as strong as ordinary sword energy.”

"The sword energy used by the powerful great demon even dropped to the level of a small demon."

"The sword spirit I worked so hard to cultivate has become a burden to me. I might as well not cultivate it!"

General Zhang shook his head and sneered at the monk.

(End of this chapter)