Evergreen Immortal..

Chapter 12 The white ape wears a sword
"Master, you're back?"

Wang Zhao, who was mixing hay in the stable, watched Li Rui return with the horse, wiped his trouser legs with his hand, and stood up.

There was a hint of fear in his eyes as he looked at Li Rui.

Ever since Ma Yang's death, that thought has been lingering in his mind. Every time he falls into a deep sleep at night, he can hear Li Rui's voice in his dreams.

"Disciple, Disciple~"

Something is wrong with the master!
But he couldn't tell what was wrong with the master.

This feeling almost drove him crazy.

"Xiao Zhao, I'll take care of the stables. You can go back and rest first."

When Li Rui saw that his disciple had huge dark circles under his eyes, people who didn't know him would think that he had withheld Wang Zhao's money.

"Thank you, master."

Wang Zhao responded and fled back to his room.

Although Li Rui also noticed that something was wrong with Wang Zhao, he didn't care why Wang Zhao was like this.

Because he has more important things to do.
He locked the Ferghana horses of Zhu Yue and the other three into the stable, shoveled up the hay, and then returned to the room. Everything seemed no different from usual.

Li Rui once heard an old Taoist priest say this.

The bigger the thing a person has to do, the more he should act no different from usual. He cannot tell others what he is going to do, even to himself. This is called being introverted.

Enter the room.

He closed the door carefully and then checked the doors and windows again.

After making sure no one is peeping.

Then he took out a pack of oil paper from his arms.

Li Rui could almost hear the sound of his own heart beating.

The secret method of Huaqing Sect must be extraordinary.

He took a deep breath and peeled off the oil paper layer by layer. Finally, a book with a slightly yellowed cover appeared in front of him.

There were four big characters written neatly on the cover - "White Ape with Sword"!
Now, not only does he not have to spend eight taels of silver to buy martial arts techniques at the martial arts gym, but he also gets the secret techniques of the Huaqing Sect!
Li Rui held his breath.

It is not difficult to tell from the name of the technique that this is a book of swordsmanship.

Although I have never practiced swordsmanship, I have only heard of chopping, sweeping and slashing. What does this sword-carrying technique mean?
"The sword moves in green, the knife moves in black. The knife has only one edge, and its back is thick. When you encounter an enemy, you can use the back of the knife to block the enemy and wait for an opportunity to defeat the enemy. This is called Pi Dao."

"I spent ten years in a Taoist temple observing white apes and learned how to use this sword. I wrote a book to pass it down to future generations."

"This sword is a secret one. Its power is natural and its force is like a river flowing backwards, continuous and uninterrupted. It is a superior killing technique and can only be learned by those with a firm mind."

Li Rui recited every word silently.

"It's easier to draw a sword than to put it away. Be careful! Be careful! Be careful!"

This sentence is not a sword secret, but perhaps the predecessor who founded the "White Ape with Sword"'s own insights into the martial arts world.

The translation is:

Even after learning sword skills, don't be aggressive and violent. Try not to use your hands when you can use your mouth. If you really have to draw the sword, you must do it thoroughly and leave no trouble behind.

The above is Li Rui’s personal understanding.

Compared with the previous Eight-Section Brocade which was mostly drawn by villains, White Ape with Sword is much more complicated, with tens of thousands of words written. Perhaps it is this sword technique that he realized in a Taoist temple, so it is mixed with a large number of Taoist classics, making it obscure and difficult to understand.

"The Tao has ten thousand methods, all of which lead to immortality. Water has a thousand sources, all of which flow into the East Sea, all of which lead to immortality."

Li Rui had a sense of déjà vu as if he was a graduate student reading a paper in his previous life.

Fortunately, he was now as hard as iron and he spent three days and three nights to finish reading the book "White Ape with Sword".

Now I have the knife skills, all I need is a knife.

This is easier to explain.

The Zhu family guards were usually equipped with knives, and two of them as spares. Yang Yong's spare knife was almost rusted, so it was a good opportunity to borrow it for fun.

"Borrow a knife?"

When Yang Yong heard that Li Rui wanted to borrow a knife, his eyes widened: "Old Li, are you really addicted to martial arts? You practiced boxing before, and now you practice swords."

Although he said that, he still took out the knife and gave it to Li Rui. Li Rui got the knife and grinned: "Old Yang, I'll treat you to a drink some other day."

Yang Yong waved his hand: "No need for wine, you should worry about not hurting your old waist first."

But when he thought about the fact that Li Rui walked with the wind and was more lively than him during this period, he knew that the reminder was unnecessary.

With a sword, practicing sword skills becomes a natural thing.

For fear of damaging the furniture in the room, Li Rui deliberately found a remote and deserted place.

The Eight Section Brocade he practiced before was a boxing technique, but it still had many similarities with the White Ape with a Sword. Both of them took a bold and open approach, and the Eight Section Brocade made Li Rui's body much stronger.

If you have a good foundation, practicing sword will be easy.

As soon as Li Rui grasped the hilt of the knife with his five fingers, a strange feeling arose.

He was sure that this was his first time holding a knife, but when he held it, it seemed as if he had done it hundreds or thousands of times.

The innate sacred body of swordsmanship?
He quickly realized that this must be Wu Gu's credit.

"Those who obtain the martial bone will surely reach the pinnacle of martial arts."

Wu Gu's strength was far beyond his expectations.

But the more powerful Wu Gu is, the more he wants to develop in a sneaky way.

The world you think of: fight monsters and level up, gradually become stronger and finally challenge the BOSS.

The real world: You’ll start as the final boss, who will kill you in one move without giving you any chance.

If the news that he has martial bones gets out, the leader of Huaqing Sect will have to stand aside among the big guys who are hunting him down.

The ending is probably a hundred times more miserable than that of the senior named Huang.

Ugly development
Li Rui held the knife behind his back, like an old monkey carrying a knife on his back, and then used his waist to exert force, swinging the long knife out, drawing a half circle in the air.

He squatted down and swept his right leg horizontally, sweeping up large flakes of snow.

The harmony between man and knife is natural and seamless.

One knife after another.

Li Rui didn't even know how many times he had chopped.

He finally understood the meaning of the last sentence "It is easier to draw a sword than to put it away."

The sword technique of White Ape Pi Dao is too evil.

Once he uses the knife, even he himself will find it difficult to stop, and he will either bleed or be exhausted.

A full hour later.

Li Rui lay in the snow with his arms and legs spread out, gasping for breath.

When practicing White Ape Sword, even being lazy becomes a luxury.

However, the power of the white ape's sword is indeed amazing.

He has only just started practicing, but he is confident that he can use this sword to fight against masters of the same level. If he practices to a high level, he will be invincible among those at the same level!

When he thought of this, Li Rui's heart skipped a beat.

It's really ridiculous that he got first place in his life when he was 70 years old, even though he had never been first in elementary school in his previous life.

Arrived late.

After resting for a while, Li Rui stood up with his knife.

Practicing sword skills is indeed more tiring than practicing boxing.

Practicing martial arts requires a certain degree of relaxation. Li Rui rubbed his sore arms, hid the knife in his jacket on the back, and after making sure that no one else could see it, he walked towards his residence.

Li Rui lay weakly on the bed.

Wu Gu is powerful, but it cannot completely erase the muscle strain left by martial arts training, and medication is necessary.

But the money he had saved had long been used up.

“Money, money, money”

(End of this chapter)