Chapter Seventy-Three: The Problem Is Here, I Should Be in the Plot of Science Fiction

"Hey, wait a minute, who told you to sit down?"

Jiang Yu was just about to hold the sword and close his eyes and start continuing his penance, when he was stopped by the man in front of him.

"Didn't you want me to practice sword intent? I just held the sword and meditated. Jiang Yu looked at him with a frown, "Could it be that you still want me to fight against you?" ”

"It's okay to fight, but declare in advance that I don't know any swordsmanship."

Jiang Yu said to himself, although he said that he didn't know swordsmanship, but he had played so many action games, and some basic movements had long been familiar with it.

"Hmm...... Originally, I was going to let you learn from me, but since you're going to fight, then I'll accompany you! ”

The man in front of him smiled slightly, twisted his shoulders, and then heard the sound of crackling bones rubbing.

"Hey, hey, I'll just talk about playing, don't really fight!" Jiang Yu took a few steps back, "I'm also very strong when I really fight!" ”

As he spoke, he waved the bamboo sword in the air a few times.

"Poof, I'll just warm up and you're like this?" The man in front of him smiled, "In your spiritual world, even if I want to fight you, I can't beat you." ”

"Oh? Is it like this? Jiang Yu seemed to know something, "Then how do you teach me?" ”

"I naturally have a way." After saying that, the man pulled out another sword from his back, and I don't know when, he had another sword on his back.

"Just follow me, follow my movements, and after you learn the movements, you can practice on your own." The man said, "Pay attention to the sword with all the strength of your body, and concentrate on your sword, do you know that the sword is one?" That's it. ”

"Oh." Jiang Yu responded and began to practice awkwardly.

……

About an hour passed.

"I'm so tired, why do I feel so tired in the spiritual world?" Jiang Yu sat on the ground with his knees crossed, and the sword was placed on his right hand, "Aren't the characters in the spiritual world illusory, how can they be so tired......

For the whole hour, he was practicing the basic movement moves with the mysterious man in front of him, from the simplest slash to the slightly more complex provocation, and even the quick drawing and retraction of the sword, just these simple operations made him feel physically and mentally exhausted.

"Normal, the body you appear in the spiritual world is the embodiment of your personal spiritual power, and if your spiritual power is exhausted, you won't be able to enter." The man sat face-to-face in front of Jiang Yu and explained.

"Look at yourself now." The man picked up the bamboo sword with one hand and poked Jiang Yu's knee.

"Damn, why has my body become illusory?" Jiang Yu looked down and found that his knees seemed to have become translucent, and hurriedly looked at his hands again, "No, I'm going to die, right?" ”

"It's just the loss of your mental power, and it will automatically recover when you leave this space, how do you feel about your control of the sword now?"

Hearing this, Jiang Yu picked up the bamboo sword and swung it a few times, but he could only make a "rustling" sound of breaking the wind, as for the sonic boom, it was still very early, "I feel that there seems to be a little progress?" ”

"Come, you attack me, I only parry and don't fight back, use all the attacks you can think of." The man stood up, picked up the bamboo sword and held it across his chest, "Feel free to attack." ”

Before, the man said that Jiang Yu would definitely be able to beat him in his own spiritual space, and this was based on the fact that Jiang Yu had activated his own management of his own spiritual space, and if he himself was just ordinary in his own spiritual space, he might not be able to beat him.

I saw that Jiang Yu tried his best to break through the man's defenses, but he couldn't attack it.

A ding-dong sound sounded from time to time, which sounded like a duel between martial arts masters, but it didn't look so beautiful.

Fighting, Jiang Yu was suddenly stunned, "No, I feel a little wrong." ”

"Hahahaha, what, because you can't cut my face?" The man laughed, "Didn't you notice that your comprehension of sword intent was more profound?" ”

"No, that's not the problem." Jiang Yu frowned, "Have you read a fantasy novel?" ”

"I've seen it, it's so boring to stay in this temple for so many years, I will definitely connect to the network port to see the outside world." The man replied.

Then he lowered his voice, "You don't think you're cultivating immortals, do you?" ”

Jiang Yu had been a high-level immortal in his dreams countless times, but now he felt that something was wrong.

"You see, I started practicing swords when I was young, then advanced step by step, and finally became stronger and stronger, is this the routine of cultivating immortal novels?" Jiang Yu squatted on the ground, holding the bamboo sword in both hands, and kept poking and poking in a low voice.

"That's right, then cross the catastrophe, strengthen yourself, and finally change the map and cultivate again." The man crouched in front of him, "What did you think?" ”

"Our sword intent, will I become stronger at the end of my practice?" Jiang Yu asked.

"Yes, the generation of swordsman masters is you."

"Is there a catastrophe?"

"I don't know much about this, but when the time comes, you go and ask the abbot? He knows better than I do. The man replied that he was just a spirit similar to a machine spirit, and many things were still unclear.

After two seconds, the man looked at Jiang Yu, who was still in a daze, and reached out to poke his shoulder, "Hey, what are you thinking?" ”

"I see!" Jiang Yu clapped his hands violently.

"Know what?"

"Here's the problem, I should be in the plot of science fiction!"

Machine Spirit: "......"

"Do you really think you're the main character of the novel?" The man smiled, "For tens of millions of years, countless people have enlightened and cultivated with me, even including the SF abbot outside, as well as the master of the SF abbot, the rookie abbot, and countless people, they all thought that they were the protagonists at the beginning and could write a legend, but in the end, it was not ordinary, so don't think too much, just grasp your sword intent with peace of mind, this is also my only task." ”

"Okay, then let's continue practicing." After Jiang Yu finished speaking, he was about to pick up the bamboo sword and continue to chop and pick thorns, but he found that his hand was empty, and he could see it but couldn't catch it.

"What happened to me?" Jiang Yu looked up at the man in front of him, his eyes full of doubts.

"Oh, I told you to save a little mental power in this space, don't overconsume, you see that your mental power is low now, right? Wait, see you in a few days. ”

After the man finished speaking, he waved his hand at Jiang Yu, and said a Beijing film that was not salty or light: "See you tomorrow!" ”