Ji Ning heard that Yunshan Wuzhao didn't understand at all, and asked: "Father, you said that you need to be physically prepared to practice swordsmanship. I barely understand. But you also need to be mentally prepared to practice swordsmanship. What do you mean?"
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"Don't worry."
Ji Yichuan looked at his son, and a thick book appeared out of thin air in his hand, and threw it directly at Ji Ning, "You first take a closer look at this boxing technique. This boxing technique is divided into sixteen movements. It is the simplest but most basic method of exerting force on the body.
Everything is included. Once you master this set of boxing, your whole body will feel relaxed and everything will follow your heart."
"The sword is an extension of the body. If the body can't do what it wants, how can the sword do what it wants?" Ji Yichuan looked at his son, worried that his son was too ambitious, "You have to calm down."
Ji Ning knows very well the principle of sharpening the knife before chopping wood.
"Yes, father." Ji Ning responded, then lowered his head to read the book, carefully writing down the secrets of boxing techniques. This secret book seemed to be very thick, but in fact, it was tanned with some animal skins, so each page was thicker.
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After memorizing the secrets, I started practicing again. My father continued to give guidance, point out mistakes, demonstrate in person, and tell tips.
In fact, "Wind Shadow Step" already involves some physical exertion, but "Wind Shadow Step" mainly involves leg exertion. Because of his experience... Ji Ning learned it very quickly.
…
An hour later.
"Take a rest." Ji Yichuan looked at his sweaty son, "From now on, you will practice boxing for an hour every day until I determine that your body is ready for sword practice."
"Being physically prepared for sword practice is one thing."
"You also have to be mentally prepared to practice swordsmanship." Two black iron swords appeared in Ji Yichuan's hands and he threw them directly to his son, "Take them!"
Ji Ning holds these two swords.
Ji Yichuan also pointed to the open space next to him, and wow, a metal puppet appeared out of thin air in the open space. The metal puppet also held a knife in its hand.
"This is a puppet." Ji Yichuan said, "In the Qi Refining and Immortal Cultivation School, there are people who are good at refining puppets. This puppet is the most ordinary puppet. It has acquired perfect strength, but its body is extremely tough.
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"Father, why are there red spots on his body?" Ji Ning was confused.
This dark metal puppet has more than a dozen red dots on its body, located between the eyebrows, throat, chest and abdomen, arms, wrists, back and other places.
"Try to stab the red dot between its eyebrows with a sword." Ji Yichuan said directly, "Be quick."
"Yes." Ji Ning stabbed with his right hand.
Wow!
The tip of the sword thrust forward, but it hit the head, missing by about an inch.
"This..." Ji Ning was slightly startled. He obviously wanted to stab the center of the eyebrow, so he couldn't help but stabbed it three times in a row, but he always missed it.
"Have you discovered it?" Ji Yichuan said indifferently, "Although you want to stab a sword between your eyebrows, when you do it, you can't stab it accurately at all. How can you stab it accurately? First, you need to control your body more freely, and secondly, you need to control your body more freely.
It just takes tens of thousands of practices.”
"If any kind of sword technique is completely broken down, it can be divided into the basic thirteen postures of chopping, stabbing, teasing, sweeping, collapsing, tapping, chopping, racking, intercepting, twisting, picking, poking, and hanging."
"Split, stab, tease, sweep, chop, point, deflect attack."
"Strangle, collapse, frame, challenge, push, hang, intercept, deflect to the defense."
Ji Yichuan pointed at the metal puppet: "This puppet is motionless. There are nineteen red dots on its body. You can perform these six moves on it, namely 'chop, stab, tease, sweep, chop and point'. I will teach you each move."
Tips, how to coordinate body shape and technique, each basic sword posture must be practiced tens of millions of times!"
"Then the puppet will move and strike at you with swordsmanship. You have to use the seven basic sword moves of 'twist, collapse, frame, pick, stir, hang, and intercept' to defend. You have to defend tens of millions of times."
"attack!"
"Defend!"
"When you become proficient in the future, the puppet will fight with you, and your basic Thirteen Swordsmanship will be mixed and used on it." Ji Yichuan looked at his son, "One day, your basic Thirteen Swordsmanship will really deepen.
The bone marrow is extremely precise, and only then can the foundation of the 'sword' be completely engraved in the heart, and only then can your heart be ready for sword practice."
Ji Ning held his breath when he heard this.
"Get your body ready."
"Be prepared."
"After that, you can really start practicing swordsmanship." Ji Yichuan looked at his son, "Swordsmanship is complicated and is composed of the basic thirteen swordsmanship. If you don't even integrate the basic thirteen swordsmanship into your bones... practicing swordsmanship will be difficult.
How high can it go?"
"Only when you have become really proficient in the swordsmanship I taught you will you be considered to have reached the 'basis' of the first level of swordsmanship."
"Swords are also divided into three realms."
"Basics, attention to detail, harmony between man and nature!"
"The meticulousness of footwork is the exquisite control of the body. The subtlety of swordsmanship is the exquisite control of both the body and the sword, and they must be as one with each other! The difficulty is increased tenfold!"
"Unity of man and nature? That's even further away."
Ji Yichuan looked at his son, "Ji Ning, you understand the path you want to take."
"Yes." Ji Ning nodded heavily.
The practice of Chiming Jiutiantu is to give yourself a body like a god and a demon, and to have incredible power.
But the practice of footwork and swordsmanship can determine...how much strength one can exert!
"Father, how long will it take for me to practice until my sword and man become one?" Ji Ning couldn't help but ask.
"It's hard to say." Ji Yichuan shook his head, "I laid the foundation in six years, and it took another six years to unite man and sword. It took me twelve years!"
"Twelve years?" Ji Ning held his breath.
It took twelve years for my father to become the most powerful person in Ji's Western Mansion at such a young age. It took him twelve years to become so magnificent. Like many mediocre people... they could not reach the state of 'the unity of man and sword' in their lifetime of practicing swordsmanship.
"Don't aim too high, you must be down-to-earth." Ji Yichuan looked at his son, "Let's get started. I'll teach you the basics of the Thirteen Swordsmanship - Stab!"
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Under the guidance of his father, Ji Ning's postures were very standard. He stabbed again and again! He chopped again and again! He teased him again and again! He clicked again and again!
Very boring.
very tired.
Fortunately, Ji Ning's recovery was astonishing. In addition, he had been suffering from illness in his previous life... which created his character of not giving up easily.
After attacking for an hour, it took another hour to start practicing defense.
The metal puppet didn't even know it was tired. It swung its machete again and again, forcing Ji Ning to defend it.
"Yichuan." Yuchixue was standing in the distance, watching his son practicing hard.
Ji Yichuan also walked to his wife's side and looked at his son fighting with the metal puppet in the distance: "Xue, I didn't expect, I really didn't expect... our son's perseverance is so strong, I even prepared it. If he dislikes it,
He was tired and refused to practice, so I forced him to prepare for practice. I didn’t expect that I didn’t need to force him at all!”
"Practice footwork in the morning." Yu Chixue looked at his son distressedly, "Although he complained that he was tired, he just yelled and never stopped. Three hours in the morning, three hours in the afternoon... a full six hours of practice in one day
Shichen, how old is Ning'er this year?"
"I still remember when I was a child." Ji Yichuan said softly, "I was forced by my father at that time. I felt too tired and almost collapsed. But once I gave up, my father would whip me hard. I cried once.
I swung my sword and stabbed it every time... It wasn't until I was ten years old that my father was killed by the big demon in Dongshanze. My mother and I's status plummeted, and we saw all the coldness and chaos. My mother even died of illness... Only then did I wake up.
Don’t complain about being tired or suffering, just practice hard every day.”
I have never practiced, so I don’t know how tiring it is to continue practicing.
The body is tired and the mind is even more tired.
If you don't have enough persistence and desire in your heart, you won't be able to persevere.
"Originally, I doubted my son's future achievements." Ji Yichuan said softly, "He is very talented in refining the body of gods and demons, but if he is not diligent, his future achievements will not be much higher... Now, I believe that my son
My son will definitely become a truly strong man on this earth. Definitely!"
Yuchixue listened to what her husband said, looked at her son who was immersed in cultivation in the distance, and nodded gently: "I believe it too!"
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Watching myself become stronger little by little, even stronger than some of the supermen in the movies I watched in my previous life, this feeling is so wonderful!
one year later.
Wow~~ Meng Yu, who was standing in the distance, threw four stones suddenly. 'Jining', who had grown taller, suddenly pulled the bow, holding four arrows in his hand, holding four arrows between his five fingers.
arrow.
Phew! Phew! Phew! Phew!
The four arrows flashed away, leaving four air waves in the air, and then directly hit the four stones flying in the distance, causing the four stones to shatter directly, and the falling
One place.
"Okay." Meng Yu strode over, laughing like thunder.
"Master Mengyu." Ji Ning drew back her bow.
"You have already mastered your heart arrows, and even the four-arrow salvo that I am most proud of, you have mastered it so quickly." Meng Yu nodded in praise, "I have nothing left for you to do with your bow and arrow skills.
Next, you need to practice more and accumulate experience. As you become stronger, you will naturally be able to shoot stronger arrows. This training ground is too small for you. You need to go to a more open place, separated by a wall.
Shooting arrows two miles away, or even three or four miles away! The farther the distance, the more environmental considerations such as wind speed have to be taken into account.”
"Understood." Ji Ning nodded.
Archery must be extremely accurate.
Gravity needs to be considered. The bow and arrow will fall due to gravity during flight. Wind force must also be considered!
It sounds complicated, but in fact, as long as you sense the wind, you can shoot directly without even having to aim, because how to shoot, what angle, everything has been integrated into your bones after countless practices. At least for Ji Ning now...
With a bow and arrow within 500 meters, not even a fly can escape!
But this is far from enough!
As the strength becomes stronger, arrows shot by some innate creatures can fly for several miles and still have great power! The farther the distance, the harder it is to maintain accuracy... more practice is needed to accumulate experience.
"From tomorrow on, I won't be here. Young master, you are the most talented person I have ever taught." Meng Yu looked at Ji Ning, "Don't waste your talent. In the future, you will definitely become the best in this land of Yanshan."
The most terrifying archer."
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