Dreaming about the world, embarking on the path of spiritual practice

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Because he defeated Zhang Wuji, Song Qingshu realized that Yu Liang's insistence on practicing basic swordsmanship was not in vain, so he practiced even harder.

For this reason, other Wudang sect disciples also attached great importance to practicing basic swordsmanship.

Elders such as Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou are naturally happy to hear about this situation.

Although he did not receive any guidance from Yu Liang, Zhang Wuji received private guidance from Zhang Sanfeng.

Not long after, he defeated Song Qingshu in another competition.

Song Qingshu was of course unconvinced. After practicing hard, he tried to win back, but he didn't expect that the gap between the two people widened.

For this reason, he got anxious and ran to Yu Liang for help.

Yu Liang expected that Zhang Wuji would surpass him, but after hearing Song Qingshu say that the gap between the two was getting bigger and bigger, and that Zhang Sanfeng was secretly teaching Zhang Wuji, Yu Liang couldn't help but think of a question.

It’s okay to teach once or twice, but teaching secretly all the time…

Could it be that Zhang Sanfeng wanted to use Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji to compete with him, right?

This old guy is really idle!

But he couldn't admit defeat like that.

Yu Liang took Song Qingshu to a secluded place in the back mountain.

Seeing this, Song Qingshu thought that Yu Liang was going to teach him some peerless swordsmanship, so he was extremely excited.

"Why are you so happy?"

"Pull out the sword!"

Following his instructions, Song Qingshu unsheathed the sword in his hand.

Yu Liang hit a nearby tree with his palm, causing a fallen leaf to fall.

"Draw out your sword and stab these fallen leaves!"

Hearing this, Song Qingshu quickly drew his sword.

Swish swish swish~

The sword light flickered, and before all the fallen leaves fell to the ground, Song Qingshu stabbed forty-three fallen leaves one after another.

"Uncle Master!"

With a proud look on his face, he raised the sword covered with fallen leaves in his hand.

"Well, not bad, very solid!"

"However, this is not what I want to teach you today!"

With that said, Yu Liang took the sword in his hand and gently shook the fallen leaves on it to fall.

He hit the tree trunk with a palm and let the fallen leaves fall. Yu Liang did not draw his sword immediately, but stood motionless on the spot.

Just when the fallen leaves were halfway down, he suddenly stabbed out with his sword.

It was just an ordinary sword, but what was surprising was that this sword penetrated seven fallen leaves in a row.

Just when Song Qingshu was shocked, Yu Liang struck out with a sword again, this time it was a sword with eight leaves!

"Did you see it? What I want to teach you today is the timing to draw the sword!"

"In addition to being fast, accurate and ruthless, you also have to control the surrounding situation and strike the most appropriate sword at the most appropriate time!"

"Try again!"

Song Qingshu took the sword and Yu Liang hit the tree trunk with his palm.

The fallen leaves were falling, and he stared at them closely.

Suddenly a sword thrust out, but it only penetrated two leaves.

Continuing to observe, another sword stabbed out, again one sword with two leaves.

"Don't prick the two-leaf ones. Can't you see those three or four leaves connected into one?"

After hearing Yu Liang's words, Song Qingshu observed more carefully, but until all the fallen leaves fell to the ground, he didn't find the opportunity to strike again.

"Uncle Master, I~" Song Qingshu was a little at a loss.

Yu Liang taught him: "The key to finding the time to draw your sword lies in your control of the surrounding situation."

"You only use your eyes to stare, which is not enough. There are also things in the human body that can sense changes in the surroundings, such as ears and skin."

"In addition to seeing with your eyes, you also have to use your ears to listen to the sounds and your skin to feel the power of the wind. Only in this way can you more fully grasp the surrounding situation and judge the timing of the move."

After hearing what he said, Song Qingshu lowered his head and began to think deeply.

Seeing his expression becoming more and more confused, Yu Liang smiled and said, "I'll teach you a secret technique to assist you in your training."

Upon hearing about the secret technique, Song Qingshu asked excitedly: "What secret technique?"

"Sword Zen!"

In the Japanese sword Zen, Yu Liang added his understanding of kendo, so that it no longer only possesses techniques, but also includes methods.

After some teaching.

Song Qingshu was left alone, holding his sword and closing his eyes to meditate, standing under the tree.

After Yu Liang left, he went to find Zhang Sanfeng to communicate and discuss issues of self-cultivation.

When I first arrived, in addition to seeing Zhang Sanfeng, I also saw Zhang Wuji who was practicing on the side.

"Master, Wuji will take his leave first."

"Um!"

Zhang Wuji left, Yu Liang and Zhang Sanfeng looked at each other, and they smiled tacitly.

"I heard that you taught Wuji a lesson last time. After all, he is still a child. It is natural for him to be a little arrogant when he is young."

After listening to Zhang Sanfeng's words, Yu Liang curled his lips and thought to himself, who is not a child?

Changing the subject: "Master, this disciple is here to continue discussing his career with you."

Hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng stopped talking and the two began to discuss the main topic.

Two months passed quickly.

During this time, Yu Liang has been staying with Zhang Sanfeng.

He did not give advice to Song Qingshu, and Zhang Sanfeng did not have time to teach Zhang Wuji.

Another morning of morning exercise.

Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji competed again.

In the Wu-Tang Clan, confrontations between the two have become commonplace.

But today was different. Song Qingshu only used four moves to defeat Zhang Wuji. This scene really shocked everyone, even Zhang Wuji couldn't believe it.

"I was careless just now, do it again!" He said with a look of disbelief.

"good!"

Song Qingshu smiled and competed with him again.

The second time, although he was not defeated within a few moves, he still won easily.

Yu Liang and Zhang Sanfeng were discussing and communicating in the pavilion on the edge of the cliff. From a distance, they saw Zhang Wuji walking towards them dejectedly.

"Master, Wuji lost!"

"A temporary victory or defeat is nothing."

"But Wuji lost so completely this time. I don't know what kind of weird sword skills Senior Brother Song has practiced. Not only can he hit the weak spots directly, but he can also make me hard to guard against!"

While saying this, Zhang Wuji secretly glanced at Yu Liang who was standing aside.

Hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng also turned to look at him, and then asked Zhang Wuji: "Tell me the detailed process of the competition."

After Zhang Wuji finished gesticulating and speaking, Zhang Sanfeng stroked his beard with his hand thoughtfully.

Yu Liang thought to himself: Song Qingshu is not only an introductory swordsman, he has also mastered several swordsmanships in his body, and every move is no longer limited to swordsmanship routines.

After thinking about it, Zhang Sanfeng looked at Yu Liang with a smile: "I lost because of my teacher!"

Yu Liang also replied with a smile: "What master lost? Wasn't it just a competition between Zhang Wuji and Song Qingshu? Zhang Wuji lost!"

"Hahaha, you kid!"

After laughing, Zhang Sanfeng asked Yu Liang curiously, what kind of martial arts did he teach Song Qingshu?

"It's not martial arts, it's sword Zen!"

After listening to Yu Liang's explanation of 'Sword Zen', Zhang Sanfeng nodded repeatedly, and then said with emotion: "No wonder Qingshu defeated Wuji so easily."

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