The small courtyard is clean and tidy. Except for a well, an old pine, and a stone table, there are no other furnishings.
A trace of disappointment flashed in Wang Xi's eyes. He felt that he should not trust Mr. Mo gullibly. How could a master not have weapons at home?
Thinking of how Mr. Mo had spent the rest of the month staying indoors, except for going out to buy books, Wang Xi became more and more convinced that Mo Li was just a simple scholar.
He said: "Otherwise, forget it, Mr. Mo, I won't disturb your study."
"What, you don't believe me?"
How could Mo Li not see through his little thoughts, but he had already passed the stage where he needed to practice swordsmanship every day. For him, understanding the sword's intention was better than the swordsmanship.
He smiled and said, "You're here now, so give it a try. Maybe you'll gain something. Just sit cross-legged under the tree."
Wang Xi thought about the same truth. Anyway, you and I will lose tomorrow, so just give it a try.
He sat down cross-legged and looked at Mo Li, waiting for the next words.
"My master once told me that a skilled swordsman must be calm. No matter when, even when the opponent's sword stabs him, he must not panic. This is a qualified swordsman."
Li Qiye smiled and said: "As long as you calm down for one night, you will definitely be able to beat your senior brother tomorrow."
Can you win by calming down your mind?
Wang Xi found it unbelievable, but he seemed to have heard this from the owner of the museum, but the owner had never emphasized the importance of meditation.
"What should we do?"
Wang Xi asked.
"You don't have to do anything. Place your sword across your knees and feel the surroundings with your heart. Don't be impatient." Li Li said.
Wang Xi closed her eyes as she was told and quietly felt the surrounding environment.
Darkness, total darkness, he could feel nothing.
A quarter of an hour passed. He felt a little irritable and had distracting thoughts in his mind.
"Meditation!"
Suddenly, a soft drink came to his ears. The sound was like a yellow bell. It carried a kind of pure power that washed away people's hearts, and all his racing thoughts were instantly dissipated.
The surroundings returned to silence, and he sat there, quietly feeling the wooden sword on his knees, feeling the coolness of the night wind, and feeling the chirping of birds and insects. In a daze, he seemed to have re-recognized the world.
, a world without color but still exciting enough.
In the darkness, his heart was extremely quiet and no longer restless.
Suddenly, a faint sound of strong wind came from the front. Without any hesitation, he picked up the long sword in front of him and stabbed straight. There was a soft pop sound. He looked closely and saw that there was already an extra piece of wood on the wooden sword.
Dead leaves.
It’s fallen leaves!
Wang Xi looked at the big tree above his head and felt a little incredible. The leaves were falling silently and the trajectory was uncertain. Even if he looked at it with his eyes open, he might not be able to stab it, let alone with his eyes closed.
"Okay, it's done!"
Li Mo Li nodded, looking like a child who could be taught, and said: "You understand it faster than I thought. Go ahead, you will definitely win tomorrow."
Is this the end?
Wang Xi, who walked out of the courtyard, still looked dazed, so Mr. Mo, who boasted that he had few rivals in the world, dismissed him with just a word of silence?
They didn't teach him any swordsmanship moves, didn't give him enough guidance on swordsmanship, and didn't mention any internal skills or mental skills. You just asked him to meditate for a while?
But that sword seemed really powerful, and it actually stabbed the fallen leaf without opening his eyes.
But Wang Xi still had no idea whether he could deal with the second senior brother. Maybe it was a blind cat that encountered a dead mouse?
On the second day, the internal competition in the martial arts hall began.
Wang Xi came to the stage carrying a wooden sword, bowed her hands to a young man in black, and said, "Please give me some advice, Second Senior Brother."
All the brothers and sisters next to him were laughing secretly in their hearts. This Wang Xi is really crazy. He has lost so many games in the past few days and he still dares to go on stage. He would rather just surrender and admit defeat. He is really an idiot.
On the other hand, the owner of the hall nodded slightly and showed his perseverance. This kind of energy made him a good young man in martial arts. However, he had to be told that a gentleman would take revenge within ten years, lest he get hit in the head and bleed in the future.
The second senior brother shook his head and said: "Why bother? You just don't have to go up on stage. Why do you want to come up and ask for trouble? I won't hide it from you. My internal strength has already reached the level of Qi accumulation."
In the martial arts world, those who are capable of accumulating qi are considered to be third-rate, while those who are minor in accumulating qi are not considered top-notch. However, among the boys and girls in these martial arts schools, those who are capable of accumulating qi are already very impressive. After all, they have not yet joined the sect.
Wang Xi had a determined look on his face and had no intention of stepping down. After saluting, he still swept away thousands of troops with one move.
Without hesitation, the young man in black used the immortal trick to guide the way.
His wooden sword hit Wang Xi's wooden sword. Wang Xi couldn't bear the force and took a big step back. But the young man in black was unreasonable and used the boundless falling wood move!
Suddenly, two sword shadows attacked Wang Xi up and down. They looked exactly the same, and it was impossible to tell the real ones from the fake ones!
However, Wang Xi did not panic. He closed his eyes, his heart sank into darkness, and he felt with his heart.
call out!
A slight strong wind blew by, and he suddenly thrust out his sword. The speed was even faster and more steady than before, and it suddenly hit the opponent's shoulder blade.
"Ouch!"
The young man in black was in pain. He could no longer hold the sword in his hand and fell to the ground.
"You...how can you close your eyes and not look at my sword? You are so shameless!"
The young man in black had a look of grief and anger on his face. He couldn't imagine that the two sword shadows he used to confuse people could be decoded by closing his eyes like this.
All the disciples had expressions of shock on their faces. Wang Xi, who had been beaten so hard a few days ago that she had no power to fight back, just won with just two moves?!
Won! Really won!
Wang Xi was indifferent to the words of his second senior brother and the gazes of everyone, and was only immersed in his own world. What Mr. Mo taught was correct, and it was indeed useful. With meditation, the opponent's boundless falling trees could not confuse him at all!
"Wang Xi, is this a solution you came up with yourself?" the museum owner asked expressionlessly.
"yes……"
He was about to say something about Mo Li, but when he spoke, he subconsciously hid it and said: "Master, the master of the museum, it was the disciple who thought of it."
"You do have quick wits, but this is just a little cleverness. Don't rely too much on it. The most important thing for you right now is to practice your sword skills well."
The owner of the museum gave a few words of warning, then walked to the side with his hands behind his back, and said in an incomprehensible voice: "How can the boundless fallen wood be broken like this, and how can it not be seen..."
The second senior brother thought about it for a while, looked unconvinced, and said, "Let's compete again!"
Wang Xi felt nervous. She only knew this one move. How could he catch it if he didn't use Boundless Falling Tree?!
Wait a minute, it seems that Boundless Falling Wood is already the second senior brother's strongest move, and his other moves can't do anything to him.
Thinking of this, Wang Xi said with some anticipation: "Okay, second senior brother, please give me some advice!"
This time, the boy in black did not wait and took the lead.
Three consecutive moves, all powerful and heavy without any fancy moves, forced Wang Xi to retreat continuously and was about to fall off the ring.
There was a proud look on his face, as long as he struck another sword, the opponent would definitely not be able to take it!
Oops!
Wang Xi looked at the opponent's powerful and heavy sword slash, and felt despair in her heart. Sure enough, his internal strength was better than hers, so he couldn't win?
In times of crisis, for no apparent reason, that handsome face appeared in his mind.
"Be still!"
Mr. Mo's voice seemed to be heard in his ears.
Subconsciously, he closed his eyes. In the dark world, all his distracting thoughts suddenly dissipated, and his thoughts became more focused than ever before!
call out!
The sound of breaking through the sky came, and his whole body was shaken. That's it!
Without hesitation, he stabbed with his sword!
"Ouch!"
The second senior brother screamed again and took several steps back. The sword in his hand fell to the ground again. His whole face was filled with disbelief!
He covered his shoulders and said angrily: "You...how could you close your eyes again?!"
Wang Xi was very happy, it turned out that meditation is so powerful.
He held back his smile and said, "Senior brother, I admit it!"
This time, the second senior brother did not fight anymore because his shoulder blade was stabbed by a wooden sword and he might not be able to use force for three or two days.
"Wang Xi, that's right, you can come with me for the evening competition."
The owner of the hall said seriously that there were three places for them to go back to the Yanwu Hall. They didn't want to take Wang Xi there at first, but overnight, this kid seemed to have an idea. After closing his eyes, he drew the sword calmly and powerfully, very quickly, and he was qualified.
The representative went back to the Yanwu Hall to compete with those of the same age.
As for the results, except for the eldest disciple, who had high hopes for him, the other two mainly used this to gain experience. Their battlefield was in the future, not now.
Wang Xi was surprised and happy, but said anxiously: "Master, master, can I do it?"
"You'll know after you try it." The owner responded with a smile.
Once you participate in the martial arts competition, you can easily join the sect, or even join the escort gang, and your future livelihood will basically be settled...
It was difficult for Wang Xi to suppress the joy in his heart when such a good thing happened to him, not to mention the opportunity to be valued by the Hengshan Sect, which was one of the great righteous sects in the world.
"Meditate, meditate, calm down, it's really different... Mr. Mo is really an amazing master, right?"
On the way home, Wang Xi passed by Mo Li's courtyard and couldn't help but stop, thinking this.
But he still felt that Mo Li didn't look like a master. How could a master study all day long without carrying weapons or practicing martial arts? And he was too young. Although he was much older than him, his face looked like he was only seventeen or eighteen years old.
Like a big brother.
Could it be that a blind cat bumped into a dead mouse?
The more he thought about it, the more likely it was. After all, reading and writing also require a calm mind. One thing can be understood clearly, and the same is true when it comes to practicing swordsmanship. Not only can a calm mind produce good articles, but it can also be used to perform swordsmanship well.
After knocking on the courtyard door, Wang Xi heard the sound of coming in, and then opened the door and walked in. She saw Mr. Mo lying on a chair, reading a book with a leisurely look on his face, and a cup of tea beside him.
"A frog in a well cannot talk to the sea, because he is stuck in the void;"
"Summer insects cannot talk about ice, but they are devoted to the time;"
…
Seeing such a scene, Wang Xi instinctively slowed down her steps. When Mo Li pointed at the chair, she tiptoed over and sat down gently.
"Did you win?"
Wang Xi heard Mo Li's gentle voice. When he looked closely, he saw that Mr. Mo had already put down the book and poured him a cup of tea.
"yes."
Wang Xi nodded and looked at the young face in front of her. She was really young. She looked no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, but her brows were full of heroism and her eyes had a mature temperament, which made people believe it.
special demeanor.
"The first time we fought..."
He talked about today's competition honestly, and his brows were filled with the joy of victory. As a person who had lost consecutive battles, he suddenly turned around today. It's no wonder that he felt happy.
But at the end of the sentence, he frowned and said: "But Mr. Mo, although it is said that you can win if you calm down, I always find it inexplicable to win, especially in the evening competition, where all the martial arts disciples are no weaker than the second senior brother.
.”
As long as you meditate, you can exert extraordinary strength. Then, wouldn't everyone among the elite disciples of other martial arts schools be able to meditate?
"So are you worried that you will lose in the next competition?" Li Qiye asked.
"Um."
Wang Xi nodded vigorously. Since he participated in the competition, of course he wanted to get a good ranking.
Mo Li shook his head and smiled, stood up, paced around the courtyard with his hands behind his hands, and asked: "Have you ever heard of the saying that those who have thunder in their chests and faces as flat as a lake can bow to the general?"
Wang Xi shook his head in confusion. He didn't read much and could only barely read.
"People who can calm down their minds, especially those who meditate at the more dangerous and urgent moments, can become generals. How many generals are there in the world?" Li Li said with a smile.
"You mean, meditation is difficult to achieve?" Wang Xi asked in surprise.
Of course it is difficult to do. How many of the first-class masters have this kind of mentality?
According to Yi Moli, only Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue are the only swordsmen in this world who can have such a state of mind.
To practice swordsmanship, peace of mind is the first priority. What Li Li taught this little boy was not the Dharma, but the Tao.
"If it's not difficult to do, I'm afraid you won't be able to close your eyes." Li Qiye joked.
Wang Xi smiled shyly and said sheepishly: "Then what should I do next?"
He still didn't have confidence. After all, he was facing the elite disciples of the entire Hengyang City Martial Arts Hall. It was so difficult for him to deal with a second senior brother, and Huiyan Martial Arts Hall was only ranked in the middle and lower reaches among the major martial arts schools in Hengyang City.
"Since you like to close your eyes, then just close your eyes as soon as you get on stage. Swordsmanship can't be performed with your eyes?" Li Li said with a smile.
"Close...close your eyes?"
Wang Xi opened her mouth wide, feeling that Mr. Mo in front of her was deceiving her.
You can’t beat me with your eyes open, why should you close your eyes?!
"Yes, close your eyes. Your chance of winning is not great anyway, so just keep closing your eyes and try." Li Li said with a half-smile.
"Okay... okay..."
Wang Xi responded stammeringly, but she was still very nervous. How could anyone teach someone to fight with their eyes closed?
He was full of worries and said goodbye. Li Li patted him on the shoulder and encouraged him: "Don't be afraid. If you calm down, you will definitely get good results."