Chapter 317, Late at Night, III
It was early in the middle of summer today, and she was stretching out against the mountains. Winter mornings tend to come late, and this is the top of the mountain, when the ground is still frosty, and every breath of midsummer carries a white mist.
There is not much fog on the summit today, and although it is no longer dark, the sun has not yet set. The weather in Shushan has always been so weird.
In the middle of summer, it is rare for her to get up so early, and in the mortal world, like many young people, she goes to bed almost after twelve o'clock in the middle of the night and rises after nine o'clock in the morning, and sometimes even delays this time for a long time.
Shushan has indeed changed her this, going to bed early and getting up early, getting up in the morning and exercising in the morning. forcibly adjusted her routine back.
Despite this, she got up relatively early today, perhaps because it was still winter and it was too cold, she was the only one in the school field at this time, of course, I believe that it will not be long before the school field will be full of people.
Shushan is not as old-fashioned as Minshan, the time is completely stipulated, no one in Shushan calls you to get up, and your own work and rest are all based on consciousness.
"Whew!" Midsummer exhaled another breath of mist, and then, the horse stepped up.
The cultivator is not afraid of cold and heat, although she is afraid of cold in midsummer, she has begun to learn to use her vitality to maintain her body temperature, so she is still wearing the black and white Taoist robe of Shushan today.
She began to practice swords, since she worshiped Ning Hong as a teacher, Sheng Xia only felt that the daily cultivation task was too easy, Ning Hong was not strict with her, in the morning she was taught sword moves and theories, and in the afternoon she was asked to fight, the cultivator's understanding was not beyond the reach of extraordinary people, and Sheng Xia also gained something.
Today was also the first time she had gotten up early to practice swordsmanship. Ever since she had practiced the Shushan Sword Technique, Ning Hong began to ask her to go through it every morning. What Midsummer is holding in his hand is a very common Xuantie sword, this kind of sword is very ordinary, although it can channel vitality, but its own quality does not guarantee that it can fight against death qi for a long time.
A cultivator still needs to have a sword that is commonly used, has a sword spirit, and is familiar with it.
Midsummer was adjusting her breathing, she practiced very slowly, and it seemed that while practicing, she was recalling sword moves, one move, one style. Although she didn't learn much, she still had a sense of beauty when she connected it, especially with a dress.
After she practiced from beginning to end, she started a second time, and this time she began to increase her speed, and the long sword in her hand turned faster and faster.
"Yo, little girl got up so early?" Just as Midsummer was finishing the second practice, a voice suddenly came from behind him.
Listening to this voice, you can guess in midsummer that it is a multi-treasure method.
In the entire Shushan, only his voice will be the same as his appearance, so hoarse and obscene, but on the surface, he is such a righteous gentleman.
Although people don't look very good, they are really annoying.
I saw Duobaofa take out a megaphone.
In the middle of summer, his eyebrows jumped, and he was going to do a square dance? No, he was a Duobao method, and as the head of Shushan, how could he be casual in his morning exercises? This megaphone should play some music with a higher style, such as mountains and flowing water. Midsummer suddenly had some anticipation, and wanted to know what kind of exercises the morning exercises of the Duobao Method were.
I saw Duobaofa bend down, put the megaphone on a stone platform, and then, taking a few steps back, began to stand firm.
As if it felt like everything was arranged, Duobaofa's mind moved, and a little vitality was condensed on his fingers, and then, he flicked the vitality towards the megaphone.
The loudspeaker rang out all at once.
It's just that the content released is really big for Midsummer.
"Eat and sleep well and get ready for the elderly!"
......
Midsummer ended her morning exercise with a password, and at this time, she had just finished breakfast, got up, and went to find Ning Hong.
Today was the day she went to the Treasure Pavilion to get her sword, and Ning Hong couldn't forget it.
After handing over the spirit stones, the two walked into the Treasure Pavilion.
The Treasure Pavilion and the Treasure Pavilion are located on a not too big peak in Shu Mountain, and she has been to the Treasure Pavilion many times in midsummer, and this Treasure Pavilion, she is still the first time to come, and she doesn't know that she even needs spirit stones to enter the door here.
She cherished this opportunity.
"Master, how should I pick a sword?" asked Ning Hong in the middle of the summer.
It's a huge place, especially the first floor, which is still in a dilapidated state because of the fact that there are people here all year round to make a sword.
"Don't worry, it's the sword that chooses you, not the sword you choose. Ning Hong said, and sat down.
"Follow me, keep the dantian, and perceive with your heart. Ning Hong said.
"Yes. "Midsummer did it.
She began to perceive that everything here was very unfamiliar, and she was a little uneasy, uneasy, and inevitably anxious.
"Don't panic," Ning Hong admonished. "Feel it with your heart. He said. "The sword has a spirit, and a anxious heart can't sense the sword spirit. ”
Midsummer took another deep breath and began to release the spiritual consciousness of scholar Ning Hong.
Her spiritual sense was not as strong as Ning Hong's, after all, her cultivation was there. But it's enough to wrap the entire first floor.
"After releasing the spiritual sense, I began to learn to call and see if there was a response. Ning Hong said.
"Calling?" Midsummer wondered, "How?" she asked.
This is really embarrassing for her, she really doesn't understand anything in these aspects, and Ning Hong didn't hand her over before.
It's not easy to teach, you can only feel it yourself.
"Close your eyes and call with your spiritual sense. "Ning Hong can only teach here.
"How?" Midsummer thought to herself. "Hey!" she tried to call out to herself.
......
No response.
"Hello, hello, Ani, yes?" Midsummer even used a foreign language, but it still didn't help
"What should I do?" Midsummer suddenly became anxious again. If she didn't respond to her, wouldn't it prove that she didn't know how to cultivate?
She began to think crankily
"Don't panic, keep your mind. Ning Hong shouted.
In fact, Ning Hong at this time was even more nervous than midsummer.
"Where are you, where are you?" said Midsummer. But there is a big floor, but there is no trace of waves.
"Master, do you want to ...... Give up, right?" Midsummer was a little suspicious of herself.
"What do you say, how can you give up?" Ning Hong said, "If you can't even get over this little hurdle, then you don't have to learn this ethereal sword." You were a late beginner, even though I didn't comprehend the Ethereal Sword until I was twenty-four years old. But I have a lot of years of accumulation, you don't, if you have to give up, I'm afraid I will give up too. Ning Hong said incoherently.
His nervousness was no less than that of Midsummer, who was his first apprentice, and he loved her even more than himself.
Midsummer knew what he meant, and if he failed, he would lose hope again and soak back in the jar.
"Where are you, where the hell are you?" asked Midsummer almost feebly.
At this moment, in the distance, there was finally a little bit of vitality, although it was faint, but Midsummer could still sense it clearly!
"There is, there is!" Midsummer almost shouted.
Ning Hong's body shook, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
It feels like clearing the clouds and seeing the blue sky.
Finally everything is starting to clear.