Wan Jian returns to his clan!

Chapter 47 Visiting the Sick, Descending the Mountain

After unleashing his full power and testing his sword a few times, Lu Wubing embarrassingly discovered...

My own tendons, bones, and muscles felt a heavy pressure.

The sword was thrust out with all its might, and his entire body, including his brain, throbbed with pain.

One or two sword strikes are not a big deal, but if you strike ten or eight times, or even dozens of times with all your might, you may tear your tendons and flesh, injuring both the enemy and yourself.

When practicing swordsmanship, it's okay to hold back a little internal energy and power; it doesn't really matter.

In battle, one cannot be careless with the sword, especially when facing a powerful enemy. If one goes all out, the body may not be able to withstand the strain.

"It must be that my own condition is not good enough for such a high-level combat skill. Could it be that I will have to recover from my injuries for a period of time after fighting a strong enemy in the future?"

Thinking about recuperating from the injury.

Lu Wubing then recalled his father, Lu Changfeng, from that day.

At that time, he was fighting with Lu Zhonggui, the "Killing Sword," and was hit by his palm. The "Three-Layered Wave Force" directly attacked his muscles and internal organs.

His injuries were becoming increasingly severe.

As it turned out, he only lay in bed for an hour after getting home before he was able to get up.

After another night of treatment, the injury was almost completely healed by the next day, as if it had never been injured at all.

"Could it be that the family's Six Yang Divine Needle technique has some extraordinary uses that I haven't been able to learn?"

Thinking of this, Lu Wubing chuckled again.

Before he transmigrated (and uncovered the mystery of the womb), the original body was a sixteen-year-old playboy.

He's half-hearted in everything he learns, and spends his days idly enjoying life.

They lived a comfortable life.

They didn't care at all about practicing their family's sword techniques or acupuncture for healing.

At most, they'll take a look and try it out, but afterwards they'll forget about it. How can they possibly master any exquisite acupuncture techniques?

Lu Changfeng did not refuse to teach.

In his memory, Lu Wubing even remembered his father scaring him with a dark face, taking out a rattan cane as thick as a child's arm to frighten him, and even begging him to learn with tears in his eyes.

Ultimately, it was of no use.

Over the years, his "Six Yang Divine Needles" technique can only be considered a beginner's level...

"Pah! That wasn't me at all." The scene in his memory made Lu Wubing feel extremely ashamed.

What a blissful life!

Unfortunately, it was gone forever.

From past lives to this life, as human beings, we must choose the life we ​​want to live and say no to certain lives we don't like. Ultimately, it all comes down to ability.

Without reaching a certain height, one will always be bound by worldly troubles and confinement, unable to be free.

To break free from shackles and take control of one's own destiny, one must possess both a sword in hand and the will in one's heart.

Therefore, every choice we make in life has already determined the outcome.

Looking at the longsword in his hand, Lu Wubing gritted his teeth, feeling that the sword aura that had just formed in his mind had become even clearer.

The violent killing intent hidden deep in his heart is so strong that it is difficult to detect if one is not careful.

"It is ultimately a hidden danger, no wonder the family precept passed down by my grandfather is that you can't even look at it."

He must have known that once you saw it, even without cultivation, you would never be able to escape its effects for the rest of your life.

They can still suppress it by relying on the Little Pure Sound Mantra taught by Princess Ji Wenxiu.

If this desire and emotion are allowed to continue to grow, it remains to be seen whether it can be suppressed again.

But then again.

After slaying Song Zhonghe, the "Taiping Axe," and absorbing the unknown light mist, Lu Wubing felt that his mental strength had increased considerably.

Not only can it sustain one more hour when practicing internal energy cultivation.

Moreover, when unleashing the full power of [White Rainbow Piercing the Sun], the control over the power becomes even more refined.

Only in this way can the body be kept in a state of near-breakage, so that a single sword thrust will not cause internal injuries.

"Moreover, I also feel that my physical foundation has become much stronger, and my blood and qi have become more robust. However, that is devouring spirits and souls..." Although there are many benefits, there is only one drawback: it can make people lose their minds. This made all of Lu Wubing's entanglements disappear.

"It's best not to practice this evil sword technique unless we can find a way to eradicate its flaws."

There is a road at the Moon Goddess's place.

Since my grandfather mastered it back then and didn't encounter any major problems afterward, I wonder what method he used. I'll go down the mountain and ask my father first.

At this moment, his parents must be worried about him, and Lu Wubing couldn't help but feel a longing to go home.

He thought he should go and tell his master's wife that he would go down the mountain.

"With my current level of swordsmanship, as long as I'm a little careful, I should be able to protect myself."

Thought for a while.

After taking a bath, Lu Wubing had breakfast in the dining hall, then carried his packed bag and went to Tianxing Palace to find Qin Huaiying.

……

"Is that Senior Brother Lu? Are you here to pay your respects to Master's wife?"

A little girl, only eleven or twelve years old, covered her mouth and giggled, shyly looking Lu Wubing up and down, unable to take her eyes off him.

"What should I call you, junior sister?"

In the past few days, whenever Lu Wubing went to the dining hall, some ordinary male and female disciples would secretly gossip about him and steal glances at him from time to time.

I don't know what news they heard.

Or perhaps, the fact that Sect Leader Ouyang Zheng has taken on another personal disciple after several years is particularly intriguing.

The lower-ranking disciples secretly discussed it.

There is nothing wrong with that.

Lu Wubing even felt a bit like he was back in his school days in his previous life.

He simply smiled gently at these "junior students," which elicited screams from them.

He was eager to practice his swordsmanship and wouldn't be so bored as to chat with these ordinary disciples. At this moment, he didn't even know the name of the female disciple in front of him.

"Senior Brother Lu, you can just call me Xiao Su. My name is Su Mei."

The little girl seemed particularly timid. She answered softly, then quickly added, "Senior brother, please wait here for a moment. Or, I'll go and inform them."

That's the backyard; it's not appropriate for male disciples to go in directly.

"No need, Xiao Su, you can go ahead and do your work."

A yellow shadow darted out from the backyard like the wind.

Her dress fluttered in the wind.

The aroma is irresistible...

Before the man could even stand properly, he exclaimed with delight, "Junior Brother, you've finally decided to come out of that courtyard! I haven't practiced swordsmanship with you for days, and my hands are itching to do it!"

He was about to draw his sword.

"and many more."

Lu Wubing quickly stopped her, saying seriously, "Senior Sister, your injuries haven't fully healed yet. There's plenty of time to practice swordsmanship later, so there's no need to rush."

His mental acuity was now even sharper.

It was noticeable that although Ouyang Lan had improved considerably, she was still exhausted and weak, with a pale complexion devoid of color.

Clearly, the aftereffects of using the [Yaoguang San] killing move last time have not been completely eliminated.

Thinking of this, Lu Wubing thought that he really needed to properly practice the unique acupuncture technique of the Six Yang Divine Needles this time.

Having such a highly skilled doctor at home, yet not knowing how to learn from him, is like sitting on a mountain of gold and begging for food.

Are you worried about your senior sister? It's just a minor injury, nothing to worry about, she'll recover quickly.

"Hey, why are you carrying a pack? Are you going down the mountain?"

Ouyang Lan habitually boasted a bit, then noticed the package Lu Wubing was carrying on his shoulder, and in an instant, she became somewhat sullen.

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(End of this chapter)