Chapter 220: Sword Passes Over, Feathers Fall, Flies and Insects Do Not Die
Hearing this sensitive question, Li Daoxuan quickly pulled Mo Mo over and pointed at her and said, "Junior sister, she changed your clothes for you. I didn't see anything!"
Well, Li Daoxuan didn't say a word about the times when Mo Mo asked for his help several times while she was dressing her.
No matter how carefree you appear, as a woman, you always care about this kind of thing.
Liu Bihen looked at him with a half-smile and said, "Brother, why are you so nervous all of a sudden? I just want to change into a bigger piece of clothing. This one is too small."
Li Daoxuan glanced at her.
At this moment, Liu Bihen was wearing a blue and white long skirt. The skirt was indeed a little small. It was the dress that Li Daoxuan had prepared for Sister Yu.
Sister Yu is a little petite, while Liu Bihen is tall with long legs. Sister Yu's skirt only reaches her calves, and when they were fighting with swords just now, a touch of her snow-white skin was exposed from time to time.
Li Daoxuan chose a set of his own clothes for her. Liu Bihen didn't mind at all. She took it and left.
After walking a few steps, she suddenly stopped, turned her head and said with a smile: "Brother, I can't repay you for saving my life. If you are willing, I can teach you swordsmanship."
In Liu Bihen's opinion, his senior brother obviously possessed an outstanding talent in swordsmanship, and even the usually arrogant Lilongjian recognized him, but his swordsmanship was extremely mediocre.
Obviously there are too many distractions elsewhere.
Li Daoxuan's eyes lit up and he said with a smile: "In that case, thank you very much, Junior Sister!"
"Brother, you must be prepared. Learning swordsmanship requires hardship."
After saying this, Liu Bihen turned and left, apparently going to find a secluded place to change clothes.
…
The next day.
Li Daoxuan and Liu Bihen stood on the top of Dushuo Mountain, facing the cold wind, and began to practice swordsmanship.
"Brother, there are not many basic sword techniques . There are only eight types: stabbing, chopping, lifting, hanging, cloud, dot, breaking, and cutting. But in fact, each technique has many subdivisions. For example, stabbing is divided into straight stabbing, breaking stabbing, oblique stabbing, wiping stabbing, etc. Practicing all the techniques to perfection is the first step in learning sword techniques!"
Li Daoxuan suddenly felt overwhelmed.
His master had also taught him swordsmanship and had him practice basic sword moves, but none of them were as complicated as those his junior sister's. The sword moves she demonstrated totaled more than a hundred.
"Junior sister, how long did it take you to learn this first step?"
Liu Bihen stood on the top of the mountain, practicing sword moves while answering: "I started learning swordplay when I was four years old, and I practiced basic swordplay until I was twelve. Later, I practiced Taoism, but I also practiced swordplay for three hours every day, without interruption."
Li Daoxuan was shocked. No wonder his junior sister was already a master of swordsmanship at such a young age. Such terrifying self-control was truly admirable.
Liu Bihen was wearing a tight black robe, a green belt around his waist, and loose trousers that could not hide his slender legs. His long hair was tied into a high ponytail. He was holding a long sword, with a jade-like face and thin lips, and a heroic look between his eyebrows.
When practicing swordplay, she looked extremely serious, as if the sword in her hand was the only thing left in the world, with no room for anything else.
Li Daoxuan could feel her love for the sword. As soon as she picked up the sword, her whole temperament became completely different. She became indescribably sharp and heroic.
After practicing the basic swordsmanship, Liu Bihen continued, "After I turned twelve, I stopped sticking to sword moves and started to kill fireflies in the grass, butterflies among the flowers, mayflies on the water, as well as flies, mosquitoes, midges, and other creatures. Gradually, I was able to kill flies and insects even if the sword passed by and the feathers fell off."
Li Daoxuan couldn't believe it. This level was already considered the top swordsmanship master, but his junior sister had reached it when she was only twelve years old?
He had to admit that some people were born swordsmen.
Just like Xie Xiaofeng from Shenjian Villa and Ximen Chuxue from Wanmei Villa.
"After I turned sixteen, I realized that no matter how fast the sword in my hand was, it could only cut through tangible things. So I stopped beheading flies and insects and started stabbing the bright moon and splitting the breeze."
“When the sword in my hand can cut through invisible things, the sword will be sharpened.”
After saying that, she closed her eyes, and then opened them suddenly.
A bright sword light flashed in her eyes, and a strand of hair on Li Daoxuan's forehead suddenly broke and slowly fell.
His pupils narrowed. So fast!
It turned out that when the junior sister was sparring with him, she didn't use her full strength.
Of course, he didn't use all his tricks.
"Junior sister, your swordsmanship has been honed to perfection. If you take it a step further, you might even be able to reach the level of 'Tao'. I've seen an old Heavenly Master's sword cut off the thousand-year life span of a Yang God monster!"
Li Daoxuan recalled the sword used by the old Taoist priest. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it contained infinite mysteries.
The true superior swordsmanship cuts off invisible things, such as cause and effect, life span, foundation, cultivation...
From this point of view, although Xu Qingxuan has the title of Sword Immortal, he has not yet reached the highest realm in the way of the sword and cannot compare with the old Taoist priest.
However, the unfair sword intent he realized after he was promoted to the Yang Shen realm had some meaning in this regard.
The unfair sword intent does not kill the enemy, but the fear in one's own heart.
When the sword is swung, the blood boils, the heart is moved, the heart is fearless, and it moves forward courageously, often able to exert several times the power.
"Brother, when I fought with you before, I could feel that you had already comprehended the sword's meaning. Why is your swordsmanship so mediocre?"
Li Daoxuan explained Xu Qingxuan's matter again.
After hearing this, Liu Bihen's eyes moved slightly and he said, "Brother, if I guess correctly, has your sword intent been stagnant?"
Li Daoxuan nodded.
If one wants to practice the superior sword art, one must first hone the sword intent to an extremely thorough level, so that one can break through the mysterious barrier and reach the level of the old Heavenly Master.
Since he was taught the Unfair Sword Intent, his cultivation has advanced greatly, but his sword intent has remained stagnant.
"Brother, I think it's because your swordsmanship is too poor. Sword intent is actually a swordsman's understanding of the sword. You haven't even mastered the basic swordsmanship, so how can you improve your sword intent?"
Li Daoxuan nodded, thinking that what she said made sense.
"Brother, keep practicing."
Li Daoxuan held the Chixiao Sword in his hand with a determined look in his eyes. He put away all distracting thoughts and began to practice swordsmanship with his junior sister.
On the top of the mountain, under the peach tree.
A man and a woman were practicing various sword moves with swords flashing. The woman would stop from time to time, and the long sword in her hand would hit the man's wrist and waist like a teaching stick to help him correct his posture and adjust his movements.
There was no one around except for a little girl holding a rag doll who was looking at them. It was unknown what she was thinking about, as she had a flawless smile on her face.
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For several days in a row, Li Daoxuan spent his time practicing sword skills.
The atmosphere was very harmonious, with one speaking without reservation and the other humbly seeking advice.
Li Daoxuan made rapid progress. He already had a very high talent for swordsmanship. Moreover, although Liu Bihen was young, he was a well-deserved master of swordsmanship. Naturally, he made rapid progress.
He has memorized all the basic sword techniques and is quite proficient in using them.
It's just in actual combat...
Bang!
Li Daoxuan's Chixiao sword flew out of his hand again and pierced into the stone wall.
Liu Bihen sheathed his sword in a very cool manner and said with a smile, "Brother, not bad, you can already take thirty of my moves."
Li Daoxuan's face was full of black lines. After practicing so hard for so long, he thought he had made great progress. However, when he fought with his junior sister, he found that he could only take five more moves.
But he didn't notice that Liu Bihen looked at him with more and more admiration.
It was like a swordsman who had been lonely for a long time suddenly met his opponent.
Although Li Daoxuan's swordsmanship was far inferior to hers, his talent and ability were enough to rival hers.
