Chapter Twenty-Two: Practicing Swordsmanship

  From the moment I crossed over to now, I've spent three months in that martial world and more than two months in this one. The three-month period has not yet passed. From my initial disappointment with my own martial arts talent to my later delight at logging into the martial world, even within these less-than-six months, I have already surpassed many people's six years of cultivation.

  Six years of cultivation may not necessarily reach the Xiantian realm, but after killing a few people, experience points will come up and break through smoothly. This is the system, more like a dream!

  Wu Ming feared that this dream would shatter, feared that one day the system would suddenly disappear, and after it disappeared, even with silver coins, he wouldn't be able to exchange them for cultivation experience. So he decided to work harder than before to cultivate his martial skills and internal energy. He hoped that he couldn't rely on the system, and that his own abilities were his greatest hope!

  At night, an unnamed mountain in the Yinshan Mountains.

  Wu Ming stood under the unnamed waterfall, the water falling from nearly twenty meters high above, the massive amount of water pounding out a six or seven meter deep pool below. As mentioned in his previous life, practicing in the water would double the effect, so he took advantage of having time to give it a try. As for being pursued and killed, go see a ghost, hiding in the mountains you can still find me?

  It was just because of this that seven people were killed! Wu Ming suddenly realized that if the system time hadn't arrived, he would probably be the one who died, and wouldn't have had a month's time to advance and come back to kill them. At that time, he would have become their prey, while they would have been the ones holding the knife, able to manipulate him at will, unless he chose to die, in which case maybe they still wouldn't let him.

  Here, the law can't reach these things, you want to endure it, you can also, unless you give up that peerless secret recipe. But when such a peerless secret recipe is in front of you, will you give it up? Wu Ming himself knew he wouldn't give it up, but if he didn't give it up, he would inevitably get entangled with others, and with disputes, there would be pursuit and killing, bringing countless troubles. And this, can still be avoided by enduring?

  I also thought about not having the secret book, but the problem is, given a wonderful life, who wouldn't want to live more freely? Who wouldn't want to have an unparalleled martial art by their side? Regardless of whether it's to avoid being bullied or for childhood martial arts dreams, they would choose to risk death to fight for it! Fortunately, in this martial world, although there are many troubles, but in the main world, life at Xuantian Sect can still be spent leisurely and low-key.

  This is also a life! There's excitement and dullness!

  Wu Ming had originally wanted to calm his mind and concentrate his energy, thinking that the water of the waterfall, which was like a mighty torrent, could temper him. However, in reality, the effect wasn't all that great. The noisy sound of the water made it impossible for him to focus his spirit, and the terrifying power repeatedly pushed him back.

  "He is strong and he is strong, the clear wind sweeps across the mountain ridge; He is horizontal and he is horizontal, the bright moon shines on the great river..."

  When he stood up again with an extremely depressed mood, Wu Ming suddenly thought of these few sentences from the Nine Yang Scripture. The momentum was strong, like a tsunami, but what about it? It still couldn't shatter or open the rocks under his feet, and it couldn't even move him.

  Is it because the mountain rocks are connected to the mountain range? Yes, that's why they have a solid foundation! But most of their own cultivation is obtained through exchange and cleverness, what kind of foundation do they have? How can they withstand such water power?

  The idea is good, but wanting to achieve it is not just a matter of having an idea. Wu Ming was washed into the water pool again and again.

  During the day, he seized every moment to cultivate the Nine Yang True Classic. At night, he seized every moment to stand in a horse stance under the waterfall without using any internal energy.

  Three days later, Wu Ming finally converted all the postnatal true energy into prenatal true energy and also reached the second heaven of the prenatal stage, which was a small gain. Otherwise, having enough realm but not enough matching true energy would be the same as before. It was also like this that Wu Ming discovered that the real person version was different from the online game version played in the internet cafe. In the online game version, as long as the experience value was reached, it could be upgraded, but here, even if the experience value was reached and upgraded, if you didn't work hard, what was upgraded was only the realm, and the actual strength would still be the same as before.

  It seems that Wu Ming has also vaguely discovered that this may not be just a game, the people here have flesh and blood and thoughts, no different from real people at all. This is fundamentally not something that NPCs in a game can compare to. Maybe, this really is a world existing outside of countless light-years, and the system might just be a more humanized, greedy teleportation array!

  Five days later, Wu Ming was able to stand on horseback underwater, but he couldn't last long. One hour was his limit; if he persisted any longer, the massive force from above would push him into the water pool. It seemed to confirm Wu Ming's idea that after those black-clothed men died, no one else knew their trail, and no one came chasing again. The ever-changing aura in the forest and the impact of the water flow had already carried away his scent; even if birds flying overhead couldn't detect Wu Ming standing under the waterfall. As for daytime, it was even less likely that Wu Ming would expose himself on open ground. Not to mention being hunted down, but with so many fierce birds and beasts around this water source, wouldn't practicing internal skills without hiding be seeking death? Even if Wu Ming had no common sense, he wouldn't be so foolish.

  Two days later, Wu Ming finally started practicing his sword in the water. Still using the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, one sword stroke was thousands of times more difficult than on land, and the resistance in the air couldn't compare to that in the water, making this sword stroke extremely challenging. However, he became even more delighted, thinking that if there were no difficulties at all, what would be the point of practicing?

  Swing your sword, swing it again, swing it once more...

  One sword after another was swung out, Wu Ming seemed to be tireless, until he practiced until his hands and feet were weak and floated up with the water, only then would he rest for a while.

  And his is? Only one move, it's Sword One of the Holy Spirit Sword Technique!

  If the later sword techniques from Sword Two to Sword Twenty-Two are about skill, then the first move is absolutely fundamental. And the foundation is the most basic, if you can't even grasp the most basic, then it's hard to say what will happen next. In fact, Wu Ming has already exchanged his cultivation experience for physical experience, and now he practices with a kind of instinct that makes his body accustomed to this inertia, making the sword a natural habit rather than something controlled by thought.

  If the body can exert itself to the extreme, a person's thinking cannot keep up with the body's movements. Even after your body has responded, your brain will only react afterwards. For martial artists, this kind of physical inertia is the best. The goal is to practice martial arts moves into one's own inertia.

  Perhaps any move has its flaws and can be cracked, but if this move is practiced to the point where others see you make a move but their body hasn't reacted in time to dodge, then this move of yours is also perfect!

  And that was Wu Ming's idea, after practicing in this waterfall for a while, he would go to the seaside, to the ocean to practice his sword against the mighty waves, to challenge his own limits.