Chapter 215 I’ll Switch to a Smaller Account to Accompany You.

Raising the sword to stab the same point repeatedly is definitely a very important training process for beginners. It requires eyesight, stability, precision, and familiarity with using the sword like an arm. In the future, you will have to switch from a fixed target to a moving target.

When Chu Ge was a child, he had to maintain the same swing posture hundreds of times to learn table tennis, and he understood this very well. Or it can also be said that it was because I recognized this way of practice that it was reflected when writing the book.

In the end, I tricked myself and slipped into the book without having sex with the beautiful master. I ended up here in the thorn tree...

In fact, for his current state, the thorn tree is not that effective.

It was originally an exercise to form muscle memory, but now that he is in a soul body, there is no such problem, and he will not be tired. The tiredness is in the spirit. The so-called precision of stabbing is not a problem for a monk who can travel with soul. It is difficult to predict accurately.

However, when it comes to familiarity and mastery of the sword, it does have some significance. In this process, the characteristics of the sword become more and more familiar. Every weight, thickness, and even wind resistance...repeatedly for a long time, it is like using your own arm.

Only the prophet sword can be used to control it, otherwise the flying sword is just a hidden weapon.

I wrote it myself... I have to practice even if I'm kneeling.

This is the only path that every swordsman in this world must take when starting out. Qiu Wuji has practiced this way countless days and nights, and Chu Tiange has also practiced this way. Now it's my turn.

In comparison, learning the golden bell cover and plum folding hand in modern times is indeed like a joke.

Xuanji sat aside and watched with her chin propped up. She was bored at first, wondering what was interesting about people fencing...but the more she watched, the more surprised she became.

She found that her uncle's sword still looked a little strange and awkward, but it seemed that the intervals between each sword were the same.

I didn't feel it at first, but slowly I felt more and more that something was wrong, as if it coincided with the rhythm of some kind of heaven. The sound of "Dudu" stabbing on the tree was like the echo of Huang Zhongdalu, cleansing the soul one by one.

By the time I got to the back, the unfamiliarity was gone, and I was becoming more and more stable, and the stabbing point was becoming more and more accurate.

It's as if every action is a repetition of the last one. If you skip the frame back and forth in time, you can only see the exact same overlap.

Is this a person who just started learning the sword last night?

Qiu Wuji stood in the window and watched, somewhat lost in thought.

This is indeed in line with the rhythm of the way of heaven, but for him, he is the way of heaven. As long as he devotes himself to doing it according to the rules, it will naturally conform to the way of heaven.

What a cheat. For others to reach this level, it would take eight hundred years instead of one thousand years...

Xuanji, who is watching from the sidelines, has received great blessings. Watching the process of practicing swordsmanship is tantamount to understanding the way of heaven, which will be of great benefit to her future growth.

"Xuanji, practice sparring with your junior master and great uncle."

"Yes." Xuanji was already eager to give it a try. She drew her sword and saluted: "Please give me some advice from my uncle."

"Qiang!" The sword is like a swimming dragon, reflecting the ice and snow.

Looking at the sword lights meeting outside the window, Qiu Wuji became more and more distracted.

I'm not teaching you the sword. If you continue this trend, I'm afraid you're cheating the entire Yunji Sect...

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"Oh, it hurts, it hurts, stop pulling!"

"How dare you! You almost couldn't beat Xuanji, it's such an embarrassment to me!"

"Didn't we fight in the end? Xuanji is also an inner sect disciple and has practiced very high-level swordsmanship, so I fought her with basic swordsmanship. It would be great if I could win... I really thought she was just a handyman! "

"Anyway, she is just a little girl. She has only been practicing for more than three years!" Qiu Wuji grabbed Chu Ge's ears and dragged him inside: "You are not allowed to sleep tonight. Go to the first floor of the Sword Testing Cave and stay for four hours, less than a moment. Don’t even come out to see me!”

"Hey, no, I'm afraid I'll go back tomorrow morning. Are you sure you want to lock me in the cave tonight?"

"Then what else do you want? Sleep in my room?"

"emmmm..."

"It contains all kinds of sword marks and sword intentions. You can practice sword attacks by yourself. It can be regarded as a way to experience group battles, but it is very basic and not difficult. Go ahead."

"Pah!" Qiu Wuji kicked Chu Ge on the butt and pushed him into the sword-testing cave.

Chu Ge's screams came from inside: "Qiu Wuji, I will sue you for abusing your apprentice!"

"Who in the hall is suing me?" Qiu Wuji shouted inside and closed the entrance to the cave.

Turning around, he saw the disciples guarding the cave staring at the sect leader in astonishment, like stone sculptures.

Qiu Wuji regained his majesty and said: "You are the good guard, and you are not allowed to let him out before four hours."

"But the sect master..." The disciples all hesitated: "Four hours, if he can't hold on... he will die..."

"You don't need to worry about this, you won't die." Qiu Wuji walked away with a puff of his sleeves.

The disciples looked at each other.

They are all inner disciples who have been practicing for many years, and they can only stay in there for an hour...

Qiu Wuji's spiritual thoughts had quietly followed him in the cave, watching thousands of swords being fired around him, Chu Ge dodging left and right among them.

With me watching, how can it be the same...

Sect Leader Qiu didn't realize how righteous he was in making this unfair mistake. Of course, a direct descendant should be treated as a direct descendant... not to mention that this stinking direct descendant is still the way of heaven.

Look how long it took to go from dodging in embarrassment to being able to do it with ease?

This is a combination of group combat training and body skills and footwork. Chu Ge has been practicing his body skills for a long time... The plum blossom pile effect of the black room before was no longer very good. This is an advancement.

As long as you master it proficiently, let alone four hours, you will be able to wander around in it without any injuries.

Qiu Wuji suddenly thought that it would be better if he came in in his true form. If he was scratched by the sword energy, the golden bell would still be effective... Thinking about it this way, Chu Ge's combat power was actually very strong, actually surpassing most of them. Ordinary inner disciples, if they practice for a few more days, they might be able to compete with some ordinary deacons.

It's a pity that he is still a soul body. A pure soul body has advantages and many disadvantages.

"Whoosh!" A sword energy passed by, and Chu Ge finally failed to dodge, and his arm was scratched.

There is no blood in the soul body, but it is quite painful. The creation of the soul is no joke. In this sense, Chu Ge's state is actually very fragile.

He is not yet a soul, and his soul without the protection of his body is fragile.

Chu Ge grinned in pain and cursed: "Smelly bitch, watch how I beat you when I get back."

Qiu Wuji curled his lips.

If you're still distracted, you're going to get stabbed again, you idiot.

"Swish, swish, swish!" Countless sword energies invaded everywhere, and before long, Chu Ge was struck by countless swords.

Fortunately, the soul body seemed uninjured, otherwise it would have been a miserable situation covered in blood.

Chu Ge was in terrible pain, but it aroused his fierceness. The sword in his hand bloomed like snow in the cave.

Qiu Wuji watched the sword energy scrape on him, pouting in distress, but firmly controlling himself not to intervene in the rescue.

Four hours...eight hours.

He certainly can.

It's a pity that this will definitely shorten his stay in this world. He could have stayed until daytime tomorrow, but now it seems that he should go back after completing these eight hours...

Before I knew it, it was dawn.

Chu Ge shouted breathlessly: "Have the four hours arrived? The sword energy here will never stop, and people will die!"

The strong wind blew by, and Chu Ge felt dizzy. When he came to his senses, he was already in the wooden house of Qiu Wuji.

Chu Ge glared at her angrily: "Do you know that the soul is in pain? Do you still have to wait for four hours? Now I can't hold on anymore. What should I do if I go back?"

Qiu Wuji's eyes dodge and he said: "I'm almost done resting, I'll just go back with you in my clone..."

I was urging you a little too hastily, just to join hands with you as soon as possible...

Don't be angry with me. The worst I can do is open a small account and go back to take care of you...

Chu Ge's angry expression began to become blurry. He really couldn't hold on any longer and wanted to go back.

As Chu Ge's body gradually disappeared, Qiu Wuji separated his soul and broke through the world to travel.

Chu Ge suddenly woke up in front of the computer. He looked at the document and wrote 30,000 words... This distracted travel was so outrageous that it caused people to sit in front of the computer without thinking about anything else, without eating or sleeping. I didn't sleep, just typing. Other than uploading a chapter when I remember I have almost the word count, I haven’t done anything.

Now that I wake up, I feel so tired...

In the book, my soul was hurt and my body was scratched by thousands of swords. Now I still have the sequelae and I have a terrible headache.

Chu Ge didn't even have the strength to curse, so he stood up groggily and was about to throw himself on the bed.

Qiu Wuji's body appeared next to him and hugged the shaky Chu Ge: "Chu Ge, Chu Ge, how are you?"

Chu Ge hugged her back and threw her on the bed: "Young apprentice, are you here? Let's sleep with the master first, and I will beat you tomorrow..."

"Hey wait, I haven't changed my clothes yet..."

"Don't change, just transform into a whole body... You are not allowed to transform into pajamas, otherwise the boss will hug that cold-faced woman wearing the robe of the sect leader... I'm so angry..."

Qiu Wuji was angry and funny, and said softly: "Okay, okay, that evil woman is too bad, I will help you teach her a lesson..."

She transformed into the robe of the sect master, was hugged hard by Chu Ge, and rolled on the bed.

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PS: It’s coming, it’s coming, I can’t make up for it, so let’s do it tomorrow.