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As the first ray of dawn shone into the house through the window, Wang Yan, who was lying on the bed, slowly sat up and stretched his body.
This was a very dilapidated thatched hut. The inside of the hut was completely empty, and there was only a pile of hay that was used as a 'straw bed'. For the time being, this hut could not even be compared to a large family's woodshed or pigsty. However, in this hut, Wang Yan had a very peaceful and sweet sleep last night. This was the first time since the destruction of the outer gate of the Proud Sword Manor that he had slept until the sun rose. This was the first time he had slept peacefully.
Wang Yan stood up and felt very energetic. He took a deep breath and pushed open the broken wooden door. Facing the bright sunlight, he began his new day.
"At birth, a person's nature is good. Their natures are similar, but their habits are different …"
Wang Yan lived in the east of the village. Walking out of the house was a short distance away from the threshing ground. At this time, dawn had just broken, but there was already a group of children gathered on the threshing ground. Bai Moli was leading a group of children of all sizes while reciting the Three Character Classic. Diwu Yun was sitting not far away, wandering in the morning light and looking at her children with a face full of happiness.
Of course, Wang Yan didn't know about the Three Character Classic. He didn't even know how he could read, and how could he recognize those strange numbers in the martial arts information. Therefore, he was very interested in what the children were reciting. He couldn't help but find a pile of grains to lie down on and lazily bask in the sun. He listened to the children reciting the Three Character Classic leisurely.
"Maybe it's a blessing to be able to live like this."
Inadvertently, this thought flashed through Wang Yan's mind, but he immediately shook his head and laughed. This was a world of swords after all. There was no such thing as being kind to others. Only the strong were respected here. Even if he stayed in this remote village for the rest of his life, he could only wait for the judgment of fate if he didn't have enough strength. Thinking about the powerlessness of being trampled on by others, Wang Yan couldn't help but clench his fist.
"Little Brother Wang, have some food."
At this time, an old voice came from not far away. Wang Yan saw a hunched old man with white hair walking over with a bowl of porridge and two cornbread. This old man was the village chief of the village called "Mountain Village." Even though Diwu Yun begged Wang Yan to stay, the villagers were afraid of outsiders. Other than the children, this old man was the only villager who dared to talk to Wang Yan.
Wang Yan's left arm had already been treated by Diwu Yun yesterday. His fractured arm was clamped by a hardwood branch and tied with a thick sackcloth several times, making it inconvenient for him to move. Therefore, it was difficult for him to salute. Therefore, he stood up and thanked the old village head before taking the food.
Looking at the porridge that was so thin that one could count the grains of rice and the cornbread that was as hard as a rock, Wang Yan's face looked like he was constipated. He only knew how hard the villagers' lives were after eating these coarse grains yesterday. When he was in the Aojian Villa, he didn't need to worry about the fine grains. He even had meat buns for every meal. Speaking of which, Wang Yan's life in the Aojian Villa could be considered 'extravagant' compared to the villagers if he didn't have to work in the mines every day.
After taking a bite of the cornbread, Wang Yan felt like he was biting a mouthful of sand in his mouth. Even though his willpower wasn't weak, he still felt that these coarse grains were very hard to swallow. Fortunately, the children stopped reciting the book at this time. Diwu Yun walked to the middle of the field and began to explain the Three Character Classic to them.
Wang Yan didn't know much about the Three Character Classic, but when he first heard it, he could understand some of the simple principles of the Three Cardinal Principles and Five Virtues. Therefore, he was very interested in the whole book and wanted to know what principles it was talking about. Diwu Yun's voice was soft as she explained the story and principles of the book in great detail. Naturally, Wang Yan's attention was completely attracted.
Wang Yan listened to Diwu Yun's explanation while eating the cornbread and porridge. Occasionally, he would take a bite of cornbread and frown. Occasionally, he would drink a mouthful of porridge and have a feeling of enlightenment. His mind wasn't on the food, but on the book that Diwu Yun was explaining. Wang Yan verified the things in the book with himself. Some made him understand, but some made him more confused. Regardless, Wang Yan gradually had a deeper understanding of the world, the world, Jiang Hu, and the hearts of people.
Before he knew it, Wang Yan had finished his food, and Diwu Yun had also finished explaining the Three Character Classic. She started to teach the children martial arts. Wang Yan watched for a while and frowned. In the end, he couldn't help but shout, "If you teach them martial arts like this, they won't even be able to enter the Meridian Opening Realm for the rest of their lives."
This was really misleading!
Wang Yan didn't say this out loud, but from his point of view, Diwu Yun's so-called teaching of martial arts was the same as the benevolence and righteousness that she preached. It looked good but was useless.
Actually, this couldn't be blamed on Diwu Yun. For players, martial arts was just a random thing to do. Then, they would automatically learn the moves. Even if they practiced, it was just a process to increase their proficiency. However, for NPCs, martial arts was a complete system. Cultivation was true cultivation. If one wanted to become a martial artist, they would first need to have a basic understanding of the foundation of this system. Then, they would need to follow the path left behind by their predecessors. Only then would they be able to cross the threshold.
Because of this difference, Diwu Yun's so-called teaching was completely taken for granted. She showed every move of her martial arts to the children and then let them learn from her. She didn't even mention the key points of martial arts. It was simply impossible for them to become martial artists like this.
Wang Yan was being kind, but Diwu Yun's reputation was unparalleled among the children. The little brat named Li Mo immediately rushed forward and said, "Wang, what do you mean? Do you think that Sister Yun taught them wrong? How could Sister Yun be wrong? "
Hearing Li Mo's words, Wang Yan couldn't help but think of a story that Master Po told him. He looked at Diwu Yun and smiled, "I think you should tell them what it means to worship the individual and what it means. This is not right."
Wang Yan didn't really understand what it meant to worship the individual, but he felt that the current situation was very appropriate. After saying this, he didn't care about Diwu Yun's reaction or Li Mo's reaction. He just casually picked up a piece of firewood and flew into the field, "Let me borrow your sword."
Diwu Yun didn't understand what Wang Yan meant, but she still handed her sword to Wang Yan. Wang Yan first threw the firewood in his hand into the air, then pulled out his sword. With a slight shake of his wrist, the sword light flashed across the air. When the firewood fell to the ground, it had already been divided into four pieces. The cut was very smooth, as if it was carefully cut with a knife.
All the children in the field were shocked by Wang Yan's sword, especially Bai Moli and the little girl named Xiao Douzi. They ran up and picked up the firewood on the ground to look at it. Bai Moli said, "Brother Wang, are you using a sword technique? So powerful! My grandpa has chopped firewood his whole life, but he can't cut a piece of firewood into four pieces with one swing of his axe. He can't cut it so evenly and smoothly. "
Wang Yan smiled and didn't answer. He just looked at Li Mo and said, "I'll give you ten years to learn this sword technique. Do you think you can master it?"
Li Mo opened his mouth and wanted to answer, but he seemed to have thought of something. In the end, his face turned red, and he couldn't say a word. Diwu Yun was a protective person. Seeing Li Mo like this, she quickly looked at Wang Yan and softly said, "Brother Wang, if I said something wrong, please correct me. But don't make it difficult for the children, okay?"
Facing Diwu Yun's soft words, Wang Yan couldn't handle it. However, he knew that these children had been led onto the wrong path by Diwu Yun. If they couldn't turn back, they would only go further and further down the wrong path, and they would never be able to become a martial artist in their lifetime.
Therefore, Wang Yan hardened his heart and ignored Diwu Yun. He looked at the children and said, "Who can tell me what the foundation of a martial artist is?"
It was obvious that these children didn't have a basic concept of martial arts in their minds. Facing Wang Yan's question, these children immediately answered at the same time. Some said it was talent, some said it was great martial arts, and some said it was luck. There were more than ten answers, and some answers even made people not know whether to laugh or cry. However, Wang Yan couldn't laugh. He looked at Li Mo and asked, "What do you think?"
Li Mo thought for a while and replied, "Is it willpower? Is it stubbornness?"
Wang Yan didn't answer. Instead, he looked at the boy, An Guo, who was two years younger than Li Mo, as well as Bai Moli and Xiao Douzi. These were the children that Diwu Yun valued the most. Of course, he had to focus on them.
An Guo was thin and weak. Different from the competitive Li Mo, An Guo was very quiet. Although he was young, he seemed to have more ideas. He thought for a while and finally said, "I don't know. Brother Wang, please teach me."
Of course, Wang Yan wouldn't say it right now. He looked at Xiao Douzi. This girl was one year younger than An Guo, but her answer was unexpected.
"The foundation of a martial artist is in that sword strike of yours."
It was an ambiguous answer. It couldn't be wrong, but it couldn't be right either. Wang Yan couldn't help but feel a headache coming on. He felt that Xiao Douzi was naturally smooth and cunning. This was the kind of person that Wang Yan didn't want to interact with the most. However, Xiao Douzi was only a teenager.
Finally, Wang Yan turned his gaze towards Bai Jasmine. Perhaps it was because the 'chivalry' in this young and inexperienced girl's heart was more suitable for him, so Wang Yan had a special expectation for her.
"I heard sister Yun say that when she uses her martial arts, there will be a strange energy flowing through her meridians. Martial artists call it inner force or inner qi. Brother Wang, I think this is the foundation of a martial artist, right?"
Wang Yan's eyes lit up. He looked at Bai Moli with a little more praise and said, "Remember, I will teach you a sentence today. 'Qi is the foundation of all things'. Therefore, the foundation of a martial artist is' Qi '!"
This sentence wasn't created by Wang Yan. It was the first sentence of the Sword Essence Heart Sutra. The meaning was almost the same – 'Qi is the foundation of all things'. This sentence also appeared on the first page of the Essence Condensing Sword Vengeful Qi Technique. It showed how important this sentence was.
However, the children had heard this sentence before. Many of them looked at Diwu Yun. Obviously, this sentence was different from what Diwu Yun had taught them before. Seeing this, Wang Yan waved his hand and said, "Don't look at your sister Yun. I don't care what she taught you before. From today onwards, if you want to become a martial artist, you must listen to me!"
"Why?"
Li Mo couldn't change his stupid personality. He was also very protective of Diwu Yun. However, Wang Yan didn't back down and said, "Because of my sword just now!"
As he spoke, Wang Yan flicked his wrist and struck out with his sword again. Before Li Mo could react, the clothes on this little guy's body had been cut into a few pieces of cloth of similar size. Diwu Yun turned pale with fright when she saw this. She pleaded softly, "Brother Wang …"
Wang Yan hardened his heart and waved his hand. "From now on, don't talk in my class. Similarly, don't talk to anyone. If you have any questions, you can ask me in private."
Wang Yan's teacher's prestige was great, but there was nothing he could do about it. If Diwu Yun continued to protect these children, she wouldn't be able to lead them to the right path. After he finished speaking, Wang Yan didn't dare to look at Diwu Yun anymore. He stepped forward and said, "Just now, you saw that I only shook my wrist, but you don't know the profoundness of that sword.
In order to use this sword move, one must first open up the Lung Meridian of Hand-Taiyin, the Pericardium Meridian of Hand-Jueyin, the Sanjiao Meridian of Hand-Shaoyang, and the Kidney Meridian of Foot-Shaoyin. Then, in the process of using the sword move, one must activate the Internal Qi from the Dantian, starting from the Si-Man Acupoint of the Kidney Meridian of Foot-Shaoyin. Then, the Internal Qi would circulate upward and flow to the hands. There were forty-six acupoints for the circulation of Internal Qi, which contained thirteen variations. The most difficult part was the jumping of the Internal Qi between the acupoints of the different meridians.
After completing a series of changes, the inner energy was finally channeled to the Lieque Acupoint of the Lung Meridian of Hand-Taiyin and stimulated by the sword technique's key points. Only then could the effect be achieved. "
The sword technique that Wang Yan used just now was not the Yuan Ying Sword Technique. Instead, it was a rough technique that he had comprehended after reading the incomplete sword technique page that Diwu Yun had given him yesterday. Therefore, he was able to explain all the mysteries of the sword technique. In any case, ordinary people would not be able to understand it even if they heard it.
Naturally, the group of children was also confused. They did not even know how to identify the most basic meridians of a martial artist. Only Bai Moli and Xiao Douzi were listening very seriously. Their eyes were shining as if they had learned something.
"What I'm talking about is the profoundness of that sword. If you're only trying to practice it according to my style, no matter how talented you are, you won't be able to master it even if you practice for a hundred or a thousand years, let alone ten years! I'm just a beginner in that sword technique, but I know all the mysteries of it. Let's not talk about ten years. Even if I practice for half a year, do you know what the effect will be? "
Wang Yan's words had completely aroused the curiosity of the children. After all, the sword technique that he had demonstrated earlier was already shocking enough. Xiao Douzi could not wait and asked, "How will it be? Will it be able to split the firewood into ten pieces with one slash? "
Xiao Douzi had already tried her best to imagine, but she had never learned martial arts. How would she know the power of a profound martial art? Wang Yan smiled and said, "Ten pieces? That's too little! I only need half a year. When I master this sword technique, when I swing it, the sword shadows will be everywhere and it will be hard to tell where the blade is. As for chopping firewood, ha, with one slash, I might be able to chop that firewood into hundreds of chopsticks. "
Listening to Wang Yan's words, there was a sudden gasp. Xiao Douzi even exclaimed, "How is that possible?!"
"You'll know in half a year!"
Wang Yan was full of confidence. He had read through the sword technique yesterday and knew that it was extraordinarily profound. He only needed to master it to realize what he had just said. Looking at the pairs of expectant eyes in the field, Wang Yan asked, "Do you want to learn this sword technique?"
"Yes!"
"Then in the future, you can only listen to me when it comes to practicing martial arts!"
Wang Yan was like a wolf grandmother luring these innocent children bit by bit. These children could not resist and responded one after another. Even Li Mo, the little devil, did not jump out to object. What Wang Yan had said was too shocking for him and he could not resist.
Looking at the children's reaction, Wang Yan was very satisfied. However, he soon had a headache. It was probably because Xiao Douzi ran over and pulled his sleeve, saying in a sweet voice, "Master, Xiao Douzi will only listen to you from now on. You must teach Xiao Douzi that sword technique just now, okay?"
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