Chapter 36: Guidance?
The next morning, at the hour of Mao.
Just as the sky was getting light, Wang Ye was awakened by a sharp sound.
The sound was extremely sharp, mixed with the sound of wind.
If you prick up your ears and listen carefully, it sounds like the sound of a sharp sword breaking through the air.
Why is there a sharp sound of breaking wind so early in the morning?
Could it be that...
Thinking of this, Wang Ye got out of bed, put on his clothes, and hurried to the backyard.
As soon as he entered the backyard, Wang Ye saw Si Jianming holding the Mingyu Sword and practicing martial arts in the backyard.
The emerald-colored jade sword flew up and down in his hand, dancing out gorgeous sword flowers.
The sound of breaking wind was the sound of Si Jianming practicing sword.
I am so...
Seeing the scene in front of him, Wang Ye felt helpless.
Si Jianming really doesn't consider himself an outsider. He actually practiced sword in the backyard of the inn early in the morning!
“Stop, stop, stop!”
Thinking of this, Wang Ye spoke impatiently.
"Manager Wang?"
After hearing Wang Ye's words, Si Jianming really stopped practicing sword: "What's the matter?"
As he spoke, his breathing was steady, without the slightest disorder.
Obviously, this was not a whim for him to practice sword in the morning, but the result of years of persistent practice.
"Anything else?"
In response to Si Jianming's words, Wang Ye pointed to the gray sky and said, "What time is it now? Practicing swordplay so early in the morning!"
"The sound of the sword cutting through the wind is extremely annoying. Can I still sleep?"
"Manager Wang, learning martial arts is like sailing against the current. If you don't move forward, you will move backward."
Looking at Wang Ye, Si Jianming said, "You still need to hone yourself constantly to keep improving!"
Si Jianming spoke with a hint of piety.
well!
In response to Si Jianming's words, Wang Ye sighed and shook his head.
Miaozi is a good seedling.
Unfortunately, he is as stubborn as Aji.
In fact, Si Jianming's mind is more rigid than Aji's...
"Did your sword master tell you this?"
Thinking of this, Wang Ye looked at Si Jianming and asked.
"Master did not mention this, this is just my personal opinion"
At this time, Si Jianming shook his head: "I just realized that my sword moves were slow when I fought Yun Ting yesterday. It seems to be a slight difference, but there is a huge difference, so I want to practice diligently to make my sword moves more sharp and fierce."
There was a hint of firmness in Si Jianming's words.
After these words were spoken, Wang Ye rolled his eyes.
This Si Jianming is such a fool.
That old Sword Master was really blind to accept such a stupid apprentice.
Liuguang Sword Intent Liuguang Sword Intent, just by listening to the name you can tell that this martial art focuses on sword intent rather than sword moves.
As a result, this kid did not sit in meditation to hone his sword skills, but practiced sword moves here over and over again.
How did this brain get trained to the master level?
Thinking of this, Wang Ye changed the subject and said to Si Jianming, "Does your sword master often shake his head and sigh when he sees you practicing sword?"
!!!
As soon as these words came out, Si Jianming's body froze: "How did Shopkeeper Wang know?"
"Every time Master saw me practicing sword in the morning, he would shake his head and sigh. When I approached him to ask him about it, he would not tell me and would just let me figure it out on my own..."
As he spoke, Si Jianming was filled with confusion.
He didn't understand why Wang Ye knew about this.
"Do you need to know this?"
Hearing this, Wang Ye curled his lips and said disdainfully: "You are practicing wrong, do you know that?"
"Did you go astray?"
Hearing this, Si Jianming's expression changed and he said, "No!"
"I practice this sword technique every day, and I know it by heart. I can't make any mistakes."
"Why do you say that, Manager Wang?"
"how you said that?"
Seeing Si Jianming's post, Wang Ye sneered: "Let me ask you, if I ask you to kill a pig, would you kill it with a knife or with your fists?"
" If you're killing a pig, you'd use a knife!"
Si Jianming answered very seriously: "Of course, you can kill a pig with your fists, but it's not as fast as using a knife!"
“See, you understand this, too.”
After a lazy yawn, Wang Ye picked his ears and said, "In my opinion, practicing martial arts is the same as killing a pig. The internal strength is like a knife, and the moves are like fists."
"No matter how complicated and varied your moves are, it's just like hitting a sow with random punches. By the time you kill the sow, the flowers will be cold!"
"And internal strength is like a knife. The more refined the internal strength, the sharper the knife. As long as your knife is sharp, it doesn't matter whether it's a boar, a sow, or a wild boar. One cut will cause it to fall to the ground and die on the spot..."
At this point, Wang Ye paused. He looked at Si Jianming in front of him and smiled slyly: "Now, do you know why your master shook his head and sighed?"
!!!
When these words came out, Si Jianming was stunned.
He looked at Wang Ye and said, "Boss, what you mean by this training method of mine is to beat pigs with my fists?"
"What else?"
After rolling his eyes at Si Jianming, Wang Ye asked, "Even someone like me who doesn't know martial arts knows that swordsmanship focuses on artistic conception and skill. Moves are just to teach you how to use a sword. No moves are better than moves. This is the key to being sharp and swift, and killing the enemy with one blow!"
"Let's not talk about the distant past. Your master is revered as a sword master. Does he practice martial arts every day just swinging a sword around?"
“That’s not the case…”
Si Jianming shook his head and said, "Master's daily practice is meditation and cultivation. I have never seen him practice swordsmanship..."
"But every time Master uses the sword, his speed is much faster than mine..."
"Isn't this over?"
After hearing Si Jianming's words, Wang Ye rolled his eyes: "Your master teaches you every day but you still can't learn. You swing a broken sword around every day. Who wouldn't shake their head and sigh when they see you?"
"From what you said yesterday, the martial arts you used is called Liuguang Sword Intentions. As the name suggests, it emphasizes intentions rather than moves."
"Who would have thought that you would not ponder the sword's meaning, but instead focus on the moves..."
"This is your master. If it were me, I would beat you with a cane until you cry for your parents. Only then would I teach you a lesson!"
"Instead of getting up early every day to practice sword-fighting and making noise that disturbs people's sleep, it would be more practical to sit in meditation to cultivate your inner strength and hone your artistic conception"!
Cultivate inner strength and hone artistic conception...
After hearing Wang Ye's words, Si Jianming thought carefully in his heart and nodded.
Swordsmanship emphasizes skill and artistic conception. The deeper the skill and the sharper the sword intention, the more powerful the sword will be, and the sword will be as sharp as lightning and unstoppable.
Being obsessed with sword moves, he ended up falling behind...
"Thank you, Shopkeeper Wang. Jianming understands."
Thinking of this, Si Jianming spoke to Wang Ye.
"If you understand, go back to the guest room and rest."
Hearing this, Wang Ye waved his hand impatiently: "If I hear you practicing sword again, you will pay double the rent!"
Wang Ye said, shaking his head and walking towards his room.
When I passed by Aji's room, I heard Aji snoring loudly. He was sleeping very soundly and was obviously not affected by anything.
"Live a hundred years without a heart or lung..."
Hearing Aji's thunderous shout, Wang Ye shook his head: "I didn't even know that I was chopped to pieces that night..."
