Chapter Ninety-Eight: Imagination [Second Update]
Ai Hui was still immersed in his own soreness, the last time he was so miserable was when he was in the wilderness. At that time, the team was attacked, and he and the team were separated, and with his strength at that time, being alone in the wilderness would only be a dead end. His only option at that time was to wait where he was, as it was also the supply point for the team on their way back.
In order to survive the return of the team, he was covered in mud, and the whole person lay in the mud, motionless.
Well, last time it was also three days and three nights.
In the middle of the night after three days and three nights, only sweat was left in the whole body......
Ai Hui silently wiped his sweat, but soon the aches began to subside, and his eyes flashed with a hint of joy, confirming some of the thoughts in his heart.
"Apprentice, did you use a sword technique just now?" the old man asked curiously, "How did you think of using a sword technique?"
Han Yuqin and Mingxiu's eyes turned involuntarily, and they were also full of curiosity.
"Yes, teacher, this is the sword trick. Ai Hui is used to the old man's barrage of questions, and when everyone discusses these days, the old man has exposed this characteristic more than once.
Ai Hui organized his language and began to elaborate on his thoughts: "When I was discussing with the teacher a few days ago, the disciple suddenly thought that the twilight glue silk needs to be infused with yuan force, and this process is very similar to the sword piercing. It's just that this sword is Yuan Li, and it stabs out very slowly and evenly. ”
The old man said to himself: "It makes some sense. ”
Ai Hui continued: "The disciple was thinking, did the previous sword cultivators have such a slow sword? How did they control the speed of the sword? The disciple recalled the sword book he had read, and found that there was indeed a slow sword. ”
"Slow sword, what's the use of a slow sword?" Han Yuqin blurted out, her face full of puzzlement.
The current moves are all in the pursuit of fast, which is easy to understand, only fast is not broken. I've never heard of any moves or inheritances, and the pursuit is slow.
"To be precise, the so-called slow sword is not pursuing slowness, but not fastness. If you want to be fast, you can't reach it, and what they are pursuing is not fast, so that they can reach it better. When Ai Hui talked about the sword, it was like a different person, and he talked freely: "So this slowness is relative, not absolute." Like a storm, their sword moves, like the wind, keep converging to form a storm. No matter how fast the wind is, it can't compare to the power of a storm. No, you need a specific wind to form a storm, not as fast as possible. ”
The benefits of discussing with the teacher have made Ai Hui more and more able to explain some of his own points in simple terms.
Mingxiu's beautiful eyes flashed: "I understand." The slow sword that the junior brother said is very similar to the extraction of twilight rubber silk, although the extraction of twilight rubber silk requires yuan force is very slow, but in fact, it is not the pursuit of slower the better, more important is uniform perfusion. The reason why the thread is emphasized slowly is only because it is easier to control the uniform perfusion of the elemental force. How does the junior brother solve the problem of constant speed?"
Wang Shouchuan and Han Yuqin both nodded in unison.
"Senior sister is so smart!" Ai Hui praised, at this time, he was like a dazzling light all over his body, which made people unable to force his eyes, and his restrained and pale eyes were like the stars at night: "I have referred to many similar sword canons and found a very peculiar phenomenon, almost all such slow swords use spirals. Most of the inspirations they receive are like storms, like whirlpools. Later, I found that when the Yuan Force moves forward in a spiral fashion, it does not make it faster, but rather loses part of its speed. However, its stability is much stronger, and the yuan force is more concentrated and will not escape. ”
Everyone was stunned, and there was silence in the workshop.
After a while, Ai Hui was a little uncomfortable, and couldn't help but break the silence: "Did I say something wrong?"
Han Yuqin suddenly asked, "These are all things you thought of yourself?"
"Yes. Ai Hui was a little embarrassed: "The disciples are all blind thoughts." ”
Han Yuqin ignored him, and directly turned his face and shouted at the old man: "He is an embroidery genius!
"He's a cultivation genius!" the old man corrected.
In the past, Wang Shouchuan had always felt sorry for his disciple's late start. But at this time, he could only be glad that if Ai Hui had really been in contact with cultivation since he was a child, and he had been familiar with the Five Mansions and Eight Palaces since he was a child, would he still have such a whimsical idea that was completely different from the current mainstream?
Ai Hui's will and diligence gave him a strong body, and these unrestrained thoughts gave him a pair of wings.
How great Ai Hui's future achievements will be, Wang Shouchuan doesn't know.
He seemed to see a towering back like a mountain and a river, enveloping the sky of the future.
"That's right, embroidery can also be cultivated, and it can also be fought!"
"Embroidery Grand Master, the combat power is only ten?"
"Wang Shouchuan, what do you mean? Do you want to fight? The old lady let you have a hand!"
"It's boring for you to do this, look at the juniors are watching our jokes, if you want to beat me, wait for me to finish discussing with Ai Hui first, I still have a few doubts......"
Looking at the two people who were arguing, Ai Hui was a little dumbfounded, and he asked with some uncertainty: "That...... I have a question. ”
The two of them immediately stopped, and Qi Shushu turned his face to look at Ai Hui.
Ai Hui raised the twilight rubber silk in his hand, and asked weakly, "Can this be sold for money?"
"Sell for money?" the two said in unison.
Ai Hui's eyes widened: "No, what you said can be sold for 200,000 is lying to me!"
“......”
The two immediately couldn't argue.
Ai Hui finally got 100,000 yuan, counting his salary, after all, the materials and venues are all embroidery workshops. Ai Hui was extremely happy, 100,000 yuan, three days and three nights to earn 100,000 yuan! Although it was a bit hard, it was not a small amount of money for him. And he was sure that he could draw longer silk next time.
Most importantly, he finally has a steady source of income.
He asked his master if silk drawing was a craft.
It seemed that Shi Niang's face was not very good at that time, but she still nodded reluctantly. Then the master also told him that the silk in the embroidery can only be counted as the corners and corners, not the grand avenue.
Ai Huicai doesn't care if it's a grand way or not, as long as he can make money. Later, I conquered the fifty-meter twilight glue silk, hummed, threw out two silks and bought the noodle restaurant chick, let her learn to make noodles with the noodle shop owner, and make ten bowls of noodles for herself a day.
Let Loulan boil soup every day, all kinds of yuan food.
The saliva just stayed, and Ai Hui suddenly felt ready to move, otherwise he would spend some money today and let Loulan come to the pot of soup?
This thought made Ai Hui immediately quicken his pace.
At the mouth of the alley, he suddenly stopped and looked at the figure at the mouth of the alley with some surprise.
Hey, isn't this an evening classmate?
There is a way in heaven that you don't go, and there is no door to hell for you to come to!
Ai Hui's face was cold and murderous.