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Chapter 42 Wudang Day

Learning a sword and using a sword are different.

Ye Zhiqiu came to this conclusion during a sword test with his senior sister.

If you learn a sword quickly, you may not be able to show it when using the sword.

This is just like the exams Ye Zhiqiu has experienced over the years. He may have learned ninety-nine points of knowledge, but only performed ninety-five points in the examination room. Some questions that seemed extremely simple outside the examination room were not as simple as before.

I was confused, and I could tell at a glance after the exam. Of course, it was too late to regret at this time, so I had to make up my mind to answer all the questions that I would do in the next exam. However, there were still questions outside the exam room for the next exam.

I know but I don’t understand the questions in the examination room.

The same goes for Ye Zhiqiu's sword learning. He learned 100% by watching his senior sister, but only spent 10% or even less than 10% in the actual battle with his senior sister.

The sword move that gathered strength was interrupted by the senior sister before it was fully accumulated. How else could it be played?

"Junior brother, using a sword is a process where practice makes perfect, and it is also a process of adapting to the situation. If practice makes perfect, junior brother, and truly integrates these moves, you can then create your own home field, forcing the enemy to be unable to react and fall into us step by step.

In the sword net laid out, you can finally kill the enemy and win!"

Lun Wan'er sheathed her sword and talked about what her master told her.

She is ashamed that she has not reached this level yet, otherwise, she would not have been interrupted by her junior brother several times in the process of accumulating energy, leaving her panting from exhaustion.

You know, it's already amazing that other disciples can take thirty moves from her!

Ye Zhiqiu is thoughtful.

The Jiugong Chain Sword is indeed a good skill, but it requires careful consideration and polishing. By then, with his strength and speed, it shouldn't be a problem to kill the enemy and win.

"The Nine Palaces Chain Sword is not about killing the enemy with the last move. In fact, many of these moves can kill the enemy and win. Killing the enemy with the sword is nothing more than blocking other people's swords, and then using your own sword to poke the enemy's body and kill him.

For the enemy, the first few moves are enough for the ordinary enemy. Unless it is an extremely powerful enemy with the Nine Palaces Chain, you can kill the enemy. Of course, it is not up to you whether the enemy will give you a chance at that time."

Ye Zhiqiu was thinking in his heart.

"Okay, junior brother, we have been practicing all morning, I will take you to the dining hall."

Lun Wan'er saw this junior brother deep in thought and thought that the junior brother had been hit and knew the difference between learning to use a sword and how to use a sword.

A genius who learns swords may not be a genius in using swords, which may be a blow to the talented juniors.

"Um."

Ye Zhiqiu nodded and followed Lun Wan'er to the dining hall.

People always need to eat. If you don't eat, you will starve to death.

Disciples of the Wudang Sect naturally also need to eat.

When Ye Zhiqiu and Lun Wan'er arrived at the dining hall, there were already some disciples eating. Seeing Lun Wan'er arriving, they all saluted: "Senior sister."

"You can eat and don't worry about me."

Lun Wan'er said warmly, and then led Ye Zhiqiu to a place to sit down.

"Do you want to eat in the cafeteria..."

Ye Zhiqiu blinked his eyes and felt that life was really hard to describe.

When he was in the modern world, the school cafeteria was not very delicious, so he often went out to eat. But now that he has returned to Wudang, he actually eats in the cafeteria.

It's impossible not to eat, because here we only have dining hall meals, no takeout.

“It smells so good.”

Ye Zhiqiu tasted a few mouthfuls of rice, which tasted good, and drank a few bowls of porridge, which also tasted good.

There are vegetarian dishes, but the seasonings are not very strong, and there are also meat dishes.

"How can you practice without eating meat? Junior brother, come here."

Lun Wan'er's words made Ye Zhiqiu a little surprised, but of course the surprise was only a little bit.

Ye Zhiqiu probably knows something about it. There are two sects of Taoism, Quanzhen and Zhengyi. Quanzhen sect abstains from meat and alcohol, and they all renounce the world of mortals and cannot get married. Zhengyi sect is relatively loose, and you can eat meat and drink. It is allowed.

When you get married, you must abstain from alcohol and meat, and you must not have sexual intercourse during the ceremony.

Among the masters of Wudang, there were Quanzhen and Zhengyi. Now that Lun Wan'er allows Ye Zhiqiu to eat meat, it is obvious that Lun Wan'er belongs to the Zhengyi sect.

"I miss the days of absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth."

Ye Zhiqiu ate meat dishes, vegetarian dishes, rice, and drank a few bowls of soup. Although it was very fragrant, he really missed the days when there was a strong aura of heaven and earth.

The reason why people eat is to replenish energy.

Ordinary people eat and replenish energy from food, but the utilization efficiency of this energy is extremely low. It has to be digested and absorbed, and various energy is lost during the process. In addition, the waste residue that the human body cannot use at the end has to be excreted.

For warriors, they need more energy than ordinary people, so they eat more.

Of course, the more you eat, the greater the consumption of a sect. It is impossible to do without money.

When ordinary people eat, a warrior eats more food, but a Qi practitioner inhales the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and feeds on the essence of the sun and moon.

This is also the origin of the name of Qi Practitioner.

Qi practitioners inhale the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and the spiritual energy directly enters the body, and is used by the Qi practitioners to practice spiritual energy. The efficiency of energy utilization is many times faster than eating, and their physical fitness is far stronger than that of ordinary warriors.

Further up, Ye Zhiqiu can only rely on imagination. For example, there are monks who feed on pills that contain countless geniuses and earthly treasures, and there are even great monks who feed on the sun, the moon, and the stars in the universe.

Of course, Ye Zhiqiu could only imagine such a state and had never seen it before.

"Junior brother, our Wudang sect also has a lunch break. We take a one-hour lunch break. After waking up, we continue to do our homework. We will meet at the morning place then."

After eating and drinking, it was a good time to go to bed. Ye Zhiqiu and Lun Wan'er left the dining hall and said goodbye.

Ye Zhiqiu could sense that there were many unkind eyes looking at him, which was naked jealousy, but he did not take them to heart.

Although the Wudang Sect shows signs of decline, it still adheres to rules. The disciples of the leader are not messed with by just any cat or dog!

Therefore, Ye Zhiqiu attracted a lot of hatred, but few disciples dared to step forward to cause trouble.

Without even thinking about it, if you create trouble for him now, aren't you afraid that he will inherit the position of head and come back to deal with them?

Ordinary disciples naturally wouldn’t dare!

There are still those who dare to challenge him, such as Bai Shi, Jin Shi, Yu Shi, Xie Ping, and Yao Feng. These five are the most outstanding disciples of Wudang and the true disciples of Wudang. They can compete with Ye Zhiqiu for the position of leader.

But unfortunately today, he didn't meet anyone.

Take a lunch break at noon and continue practicing in the afternoon. It is your personal space until evening. Wudang disciples can do what they want, they can practice, study, or just sleep.

For example, Ye Zhiqiu often goes to bed at twelve o'clock in the modern world. How can he sleep at seven or eight o'clock?

There just happened to be the sound of a piano.
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