Chapter 61 The law is limited, where is the real king
The Qingshuang Sword will not become Wang Li's main weapon.
Because he has practiced the sword art, and the core of the sword art has determined that Wang Li will eventually have a flying sword that is forged in a unique way.
When he enters the Daoji realm, he can start the second step of the sword technique: sword elixir.
This step requires the consumption of spiritual materials. The rarer and more powerful the better.
Wang Li had already taken the initiative to tell his grandfather about his needs. Wang Kuo readily agreed and started preparations immediately. He believed that the result would not disappoint him. Wang Li would not hesitate at all when his own background was used for such needs.
Purely on your own?
Not to mention the difficulty, there is no need to waste time.
The Qingshuang Sword floats in the air like a pet, following beside him. Wang Li combines his talent with sword-wielding skills. Controlling it hardly consumes much spiritual power and energy, and he can continue to deepen his sword-wielding experience in this way.
, and it is also beneficial to the second level of "integration of man and sword".
It is no exaggeration to say that according to the description of sword control techniques, he has already had experience approaching this realm.
When the sword intention arises, the spirit and the spirit enter the sword body together, and they respond in silence and indistinctly.
Under normal circumstances, when practicing sword-controlling skills, you first have a sincere intention, and then you can realize the sword's meaning after the sword is unified. This also means that the Shushan sword-controlling skill itself has the effect of guiding sword practitioners to understand the sword's meaning.
It is no wonder that Shushan considers whether one is familiar with the art of sword control as the sign of a true Shushan disciple.
But Wang Li, under the "guidance" of "Sword Art", skipped the first two steps and directly reached the end of the sword intention.
Without the three techniques taken from the Wanfa Mountain Sword Pavilion, Wang Li would definitely have directly pushed the sword-controlling technique to the realm of "the integration of man and sword". This would not be difficult for him.
But precisely because it was not difficult, he was willing to let it go temporarily.
The master said that in a month she would teach Wang Li how to control the sword and how to use three jade slips.
Then he must at least get started before the other party can give guidance. Otherwise, it should be said to be teaching and imparting.
Wang Li valued Li Hanzhen, a talented master who was one step closer to becoming an immortal, very highly.
Hug your thighs, don't be shabby.
What's more, she has the long legs of a fairy.
As for the three exercises, after Wang Li had a cursory inspection last night, he already knew them in his mind. Although one month was a little tight, he could learn them all and achieve certain results.
After Wang Li read these three exercises, another thought came to his mind inexplicably: more exercises are not always better.
My life also has a limit, but I know it has no limit. If I follow the limit with the limit, it will be to my own detriment.
Just practicing Qi refining alone made Wang Li feel that his time was not enough, and he wished he had twelve more hours in a day.
Embarking on the path of swordsmanship is an inevitable choice of direction in the practice of Dao, and fighting and killing is not only an extension of swordsmanship, but also to protect one's body and protect one's path.
But if you focus on killing and deviate from the core, it is equivalent to deviating from the path.
At least until he reaches a certain stage in the future, Wang Li believes that he no longer needs to blindly practice swordsmanship, magical powers, etc.
You can't add more.
Just enough.
Besides, if you just refine your qi, no matter how many magic tricks you learn, what will happen?
Even if you really have the magical power of swordsmanship and return to the sect with ten thousand swords, how can you compare with a single finger of an immortal?!
It must be said that the Nezha incident did leave a deep impression on Wang Li and deeply affected his view of spiritual practice.
Right now, Wang Li thinks his schedule is full.
Her feet sank in the snow, making a slight creaking sound. As soon as she reached the door, Ling Yue'er's call came from the yard.
"It's time to eat!"
Entering the room and taking a seat, the round table was filled with food, which was very sumptuous.
Wang Li picked up the chopsticks, Ling Yue'er's eyes were clear and full of expectation.
He tasted one dish after another, his face was calm, his expression was consistent, and his calm expression made the cat demon not know whether to feel relieved or worried, so he clenched his fists unconsciously.
Wang Li caught this scene with his peripheral vision and smiled secretly in his heart.
The last dish comes to the entrance.
Ling Yue'er seemed to have forgotten how to breathe at this time, and her little face turned red from holding back.
"All good." Wang Li nodded lightly.
"Huh~~~"
Ling Yue'er took a long breath, quickly flapped her hands towards her cheeks, her eyes were as bright as precious lights: "You scared me to death, I thought I had failed."
Wang Li couldn't help but smile: "Why don't you try it yourself after you finish it?"
"I can not."
"Then you dare to let me eat?"
"Oh, I still have some confidence!"
"Okay, you should eat quickly, it's all good."
Ling Yue'er picked up the bowl and chopsticks, took a sip herself, and said happily: "Hehe, it seems I didn't learn in vain!"
Wang Li chatted while eating: "How much of your time was wasted on these things in the past?"
Ling Yue'er was unhappy and retorted: "How can you say it's a waste? This is obviously for a better life."
"You can't tell that you are still a cat who only cares about the quality of life."
"Humph, that's right. I don't want to be like other cats. If they can't catch prey, they can only eat things that others don't want. I often live a life of having one meal but no next meal. I don't want to... be thrown away.
In the end, we can only wait to die pitifully!" She pouted, as if she had thought of something, her chewing movements slowed down, the food in her mouth suddenly became less fragrant, and her eyes became slightly red uncontrollably.
Wang Li was keen and aware, but he knew it was probably not a good thing just by looking at it, so he didn't go into details and asked instead: "How did you sleep last night?"
Ling Yue'er winked and said, "It's pretty good."
"I should often live here from now on. That's your place over there. You can arrange it yourself."
Hearing this, Ling Yue'er's negative emotions just disappeared suddenly. She opened her eyes and looked slightly excited: "You mean, that small courtyard belongs to me?"
Wang Li nodded.
Ling Yue'er immediately threw down the bowl and chopsticks and raised her hands in the air: "Yeah! Great! I'm going to pull out that annoying tree, fill up that small pond, and plant it in the yard..."
"Catnip?" Wang Li suddenly interrupted.
"Huh?" Ling Yue'er was stunned, "What did you say?"
Wang Li smiled and shook his head.
Ling Yue'er continued to say passionately: "I want to plant flowers all over the yard! There must be every color! I must make them bloom very, very brightly!"
"Is that yard enough? You can change it to a bigger one, since it's all empty anyway, or plant it in the backyard."
"Enough is enough, there are too many and I can't take care of them. In my own yard, I can look at them every day before I get up and before going to bed, and... that should be my own home, right?"
At the last sentence, she looked at Wang Li with an anxious expression.
Wang Li lowered his head and pointed at the food in the bowl, humming in a dull but clear and affirmative manner.
Ling Yue'er felt even more happy, her eyes seemed to suddenly become a lot bigger, and the whole cat's spirit became obviously excited.
After the meal, Ling Yue'er finished tidying up quickly, said goodbye to Wang Li in a hurry, and slipped back to her yard like the wind.
Wang Li drank half a cup of tea, got up and walked around as if wandering around. When he came to Wangcai by accident, he suddenly knelt down and hugged him tightly.
With a distant wave of his hand, the door closed tightly with a bang.
Looking at Gouzi's blank cross-eyes, Wang Li couldn't help but smile and thought of something again.
"Well, it's time for us to have a good chat. For example, where is Zhenjun now?"
Gouzi immediately shook his head and tail, using all his strength to express his rejection.
"I've seen him!" Wang Li suddenly said loudly.
The dog suddenly stopped and turned to look.
Wang Li continued: "I mean, where did I see..."
The dog immediately raised its front paw and pressed it on the king carp's mouth.
Wang Li hurriedly shut up, then leaned back to avoid it, his brows instantly tightened.
Their eyes met, and there was silence for a moment.
For a while, the king carp stared at its front paws and said uncertainly: "You don't have that habit, right?"
The dog tilted his head and made a confused guttural sound.
Wang Li lowered his voice: "You know, wolves travel thousands of miles to eat meat, and dogs..."
"Woof!!!"
Amid the angry barking, the king carp was swallowed whole by the dog. This chapter has been completed!