Lu Qingshan's innate talent was extremely outstanding. However, due to the short amount of time he had spent cultivating and the limitations of his basic knowledge, his understanding of certain cultivation concepts was limited.
However, all of this would quickly change and be perfected as the time spent cultivating increased and broadened one's horizons.
Now that he had Ji Chuan's guidance, it would undoubtedly speed up this process.
Ji Chuan saw Lu Qingshan's brows gradually relax, as if he had understood something. He smiled and said, "Junior brother, your comprehension is indeed excellent."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Chuan casually grabbed a bamboo sword from the side of the Green Cliff Plateau. An ordinary bamboo sword appeared in his hand. "Come, today I'll feed your sword."
Lu Qingshan took a deep breath and nodded. "Alright, then I'll have to trouble you, senior brother."
When everyone saw that their Eldest Senior Brother had personally made a move, they all looked over curiously.
Most of the Sword Sect disciples present had more or less received some help from senior brother Ji Chuan. When they saw this scene, they also felt that it was somewhat familiar.
"It's coming." Ji Chuan smiled.
Boom!
The bamboo sword turned into a green light, carrying the sound of wind and thunder as it charged towards Lu Qingshan.
Haoran Peak's Haoran Sword.
The Haoran Sword was calm and straight, not bent and bent. It emphasized a firm heart, unhesitant sword, and unstoppable, breaking through all obstacles.
When the sword was unleashed, nothing in the world could stop it.
Even if it was just a bamboo sword.
Lu Qingshan's heart was in suspense as he waited with a serious expression.
Xiu! Xiu! Xiu! Like ten thousand swords returning to their master, four hundred and twenty strands of sword qi poured out from behind him. Among them, there was a flash of blood-red light.
"Too conspicuous, junior brother." Seeing this scene, Ji Chuan smiled slightly.
Clang! Clang!
Clang! A bamboo sword charged towards Lu Qingshan's face like a lone rider breaking through armor.
The strands of sword qi knocked on the bamboo sword, blocking it. Ding! Ding! Dong! Dong! Dong!
Ji Chuan smiled faintly, not taking it seriously. He wasn't in a hurry to destroy the strands of sword qi that Lu Qingshan controlled. He moved around and tangled with them, dispersing the sword qi bit by bit.
It was like boiling a frog in warm water.
Lu Qingshan's heart tightened slightly. He concentrated his whole body and his mind stirred again. He tried to once again deploy troops into the sword qi that had already turned into a rain of flying swords.
Wisps of trembling sword energy joined the formation one after another, facing off against Ji Chuan's bamboo sword that was like a peerless general.
Lu Qingshan had yet to fully master the sword qi threads, so Ji Chuan showed enough tolerance. He didn't interfere too much with Lu Qingshan's attacks, but he didn't ignore them either. Instead, he gave them a certain amount of pressure.
Under such deliberate circumstances, in less than an hour, the strands of sword Qi, which were still a little rusty in controlling, were already being controlled as if they were part of his body.
"I'll teach you one last sword move." After about two hours, Ji Chuan felt that it was about time, and suddenly said.
Lu Qingshan's expression turned serious as he waited with rapt attention.
He didn't see Ji Chuan make any big movements, but at this moment, his bamboo sword was like adding oil to the fire.
The spiritual energy that enveloped the sword and was connected to the bamboo sword instantly surged like a tide, forming sword qi, which shocked Lu Qingshan greatly.
This was sword intent!
From the very beginning, Ji Chuan had actually contained sword intent in the bamboo sword. It was just that he hadn't released it for a long time, so he hadn't discovered it until now.
Until now, the sword intent suddenly erupted.
At the same time, Lu Qingshan felt a strange and strange power of heaven and earth appear on the bamboo sword.
Lu Qingshan's sword intent was murderous, ferocious and domineering.
This sword intent was incomparably vast, righteous and cool.
It was as if all living things were growing, thriving.
Chi chi chi!
The bamboo sword that suddenly erupted with sword intent shattered all the sword qi threads in an instant, dissolving them into nothingness.
The bamboo sword finally hung in the air.
The sword intent that filled the sky was once again withdrawn into the bamboo sword, like a cool breeze without ripples.
This was the sword intent that Ji Chuan had mentioned before, contained but not released. It could erupt at any time, making it impossible to guard against.
And Lu Qingshan's sword intent was like the Myriad Sword Art, full of ferocious energy. Before he even made a move, the enemy was already prepared.
Therefore, even if they were at the same level and had the same sword intent, if Ji Chuan and Lu Qingshan were to fight, the victor would definitely be Ji Chuan.
Lu Qingshan now vaguely understood why in the game, players were often beaten by NPCs of the same level.
In fact, besides talent, there should also be a gap in this level.
"I've learned. Thank you senior apprentice-brother." Lu Qingshan clasped his hands.
Ji Chuan looked at Lu Qingshan, smiling: "I've been quite idle these days. Every day, I can spare two hours to help you feed your sword. Are you willing?"
Lu Qingshan's mind moved, happily saying: "Of course, I can't ask for anything more. Then I'll have to trouble senior apprentice-brother."
Ji Chuan had no intention of claiming credit, as if he had done something insignificant. With a wave of his hand, he turned into a streak of green light and left Green Cliff Peak on his sword.
In his eyes, this was indeed not worth mentioning.
As the eldest senior apprentice-brother, wasn't it reasonable for him to help his little junior apprentice-brother?
.....
Mid autumn, winter equinox, frost descends, early spring.
His days in the Sword Sect passed by quickly in an orderly manner.
The little lake on Sword Cometh Peak seemed to have given birth to an ocean.
Black carps swam about restlessly, full of vigor.
The master of the woman with brows like distant mountains had not been seen for a long time, and no one knew what she was busy with.
A little rat demon's chest rose and fell as it cultivated seriously, absorbing the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth.
The Green Cliff Plateau on Green Cliff Peak was always so lively.
Senior apprentice-brother Ji Chuan would spend two hours to feed his sword every day.
The other senior apprentice-brothers would occasionally accompany their junior apprentice-brother Golden Elixir to play for a while.
From time to time, one of the senior apprentice-brothers would come up with one or two new ideas that they could not wait to test out on the Green Cliff Plateau.
Most of the ideas would be quickly rejected.
However, the occasional one or two ideas that were indeed interesting would immediately attract a large group of people to participate in the discussion in an attempt to perfect the idea.
Most of the time, as the discussion deepened, these strange ideas would eventually lead to problems that were difficult to solve.
However, the discussion process would broaden everyone's minds and horizons.
This was the clash of ideas and ideas between a group of genius sword cultivators.
Lu Qingshan's talent surpassed most sword cultivators.
However, he had relied on the epiphanies brought about by the addition of his stat points, as well as his strong comprehension ability, to comprehend various sword skills.
In terms of ideas, Lu Qingshan, who was extremely lacking in basic knowledge, could only watch from the sidelines most of the time.
However, he would occasionally chime in.
For example, a certain senior apprentice-sister had suddenly become interested in researching how to use external forces to increase the speed of a flying sword, thereby increasing its power.
Many people were interested, but felt that it was unrealistic.
At this moment, Lu Qingshan, who had been enlightened, had a strange idea.
For example, the sword aura attached to the surface of the flying sword could be slightly restrained in the form of spiritual energy that was overflowing everywhere, making it stick closely to the flying sword, especially at the tip of the sword, where it could be controlled into a sharp streamline shape.
This idea seemed to have no basis at all, but the senior apprentice-brothers and senior apprentice-sisters were all practical people.
Whether it was useful or not, wouldn't they know after giving it a try?
When they tried it a little, they actually found that the flying sword's speed had really increased by five percent out of thin air, which shocked them for a moment.
Reducing the surface area of the force to reduce air resistance.
It was a very simple principle.
Apart from these interesting things.
There was also the increasingly profound control of sword intent, as well as the rapid advancement of the Innumerable Sword Technique.
At the end of the third year of Tianyuan, on the Green Cliff Peak of the Sword Sect, these senior apprentice-brothers, senior apprentice-sisters, and junior apprentice-brothers, who could be said to have just stepped onto the path of the sword and were still considered newcomers, had been maintaining this scene for thousands and tens of thousands of years.
Thinking about how things would remain the same in the future, when these senior apprentice-brothers thought about this period of time, they would definitely miss it immensely.
This was their initial sincerity.
Everything was very interesting.
Here, there was no law of the jungle and fierce internal strife of the same sect as Lu Qingshan's impression. There were only senior apprentice-brothers and senior apprentice-sisters who had different personalities, but were all very cute.
There was no sect competition of thirty years in the east and thirty years in the west like in the legends. There was only the Green Cliff Plateau, where the main purpose was to communicate and experiment.
There were no strict rules and regulations, only a free and peaceful air.
Of course, there was no old grandpa who stared at him intently and tirelessly taught him. There was only an extremely beautiful female master who seemed to be a shopkeeper who did not do anything.
This was the Sword Sect, the one and only Sword Sect in the world.
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