Into the Pavilion with the Ancient Bell Chapter 13 The sword is a murder weapon
Xu Ran looked over, Mao Jiaoxi was standing straight on the path, he hurriedly saluted, and ran over quickly.
"Senior Sister Ye explained, if the morning bell is still ringing today, let me take you to choose an exercise. ”
Mao Jiaoxi paused and added, "In addition, you also have to learn from me." ”
Xu Ran respectfully saluted: "I'm tired of teaching." ”
"Actually, I refused. ”
Mao Jiaoxi walked in front, Xu Ran followed behind, and his body was slightly stunned.
"Senior Sister Ye said, you have entered the anti-void. ”
"Yes. ”
"In just five days, it is incredible that I have never been able to practice across three great realms in a row. ”
Xu Ran was silent, he didn't know how to respond, because he also felt incredible.
"It's not like this hasn't happened, but there's no reason for it to happen to you. ”
The two walked out of the path of the bell tower and came to the martial arts arena.
"I'm not going to take you to pick a technique, you can use the aura first. ”
Xu Ran couldn't see Mao Jiaoxi's face, but he heard from his words that there was no doubt.
"Disciple..."
"I, Mao San, never accept apprentices, you are a student of Wuge, but I am not your teacher, I am teaching, remember?"
The student remembered. ”
"From now on, you have five hours a day to obey my arrangement, whether the weather is good or bad, and you must follow the rules and study plans I have set for you. ”
Mao Jiaoxi turned around, and on his vicious face, the "centipede"-like wound shook as he spoke, as if he had come to life.
"The first rule is not to ask. ”
"The second rule, you can't say. ”
"The third rule is that you can't stop. ”
Mao Jiaoxi jumped on the stage of the martial arts, and Xu Ran hurriedly followed.
"Every day, after striking the morning bell, you have to come here and practice according to the plan I have given you, and you will be free after five hours, but in the meantime, you have to follow three rules. One less, don't blame me for letting you fuck off. ”
Xu Ran took the three-foot sword thrown by Mao Jiaoxi and looked at him seriously.
Mao Jiaoxi glanced at Xu Ran's expression: "There is only one thing that the disciples of the Martial Pavilion have to do, and that is to kill people." Whoever is hostile to my Wu Zhou will be killed. ”
"So what I handed you is a killing technique, and I will see blood when I shoot it. Never die. ”
Xu Ran felt the decisiveness in Mao's mouth, and was in awe of the soldiers of Wu Zhou and even the first Tang Dynasty.
If the number one country in the world is not Tang, how can it be worthy of a sergeant like Mao San.
"Although you have entered the Anti-Void, you are the weakest person in the Anti-Void Realm, and even a monk of Naling, if you have a little practical experience, you can easily kill you. ”
Mao San took Xu Ran to a corner of the martial arts platform, where there were rows of wooden stakes prepared in advance.
"What you lack is not the exercises, but the foundation, I don't care what method you use, if you can accurately split these wooden stakes in half with a sword, I will continue to teach you. If you can't, I'm sorry, but I have limited patience and I won't waste it on waste. ”
Mao San turned around and left, Xu Ran just wanted to speak, but suddenly remembered the sentence "can't ask" and immediately stopped, but he was puzzled in his heart, is it so simple to kill people?
Although he can't use the aura in his body freely, it is still very simple to gather his eyes, this kind of ordinary wooden stake, if the aura is poured in, a sword can be split very neatly, and the left and right weights are average.
Xu Ran couldn't figure out why such a thing had to be delayed for five hours and so long, but it must have a reason, and he quickly knew that this matter was unusual.
Reiki can be used, or it can be poured into the eyes and arms. But in the same way, once the aura is used, the stake also undergoes a relative change.
The stake was undamaged under the chopping of Xu Ran's aura.
On the contrary, if you don't use aura, you can simply chop with your own strength, but you can leave shallow traces on the stake.
Xu Ran knew that this was Mao San's purpose.
Borrowing aura is the most basic ability to use in the anti-void realm, and using qi into things simply means that aura can be poured into objects, so that the power is doubled.
Xu Ran can't do this at all now, he needs to understand the content of the "Spiritual Qi Utilization Chapter" well, and at the moment he can only use his own strength to chop.
He was like a woodcutter, constantly waving his arms, the sword in his hand reflected the light in the sun, up and down, constantly repeating, after an hour, Xu Ran was too tired.
The marks on the stake were only a few inches, and this was certainly not ordinary wood.
Xu Ran sighed and continued to chop, he understood the rule of "can't stop".
For a sturdy adult, chopping wood and chopping wood is simple, especially for the inhabitants of the mountains, who mainly chop firewood and hunt for a living.
But let them chop for five hours in a row, I'm afraid they can't stand it, not to mention this special wood, which is tough and has a certain elasticity at the same time.
Xu Ran also found that this wood has the ability to repair itself, although the speed is slower, but he can never split it in half at one time, and after a long time, he is physically and mentally tired.
Under the scorching sun, Xu Ran lay limp in the ring, five hours of chopping, feeling that his body had been hollowed out, and he didn't even have much strength left to breathe.
There was a drum beating in my ears, and it was time for the lunch break.
The disciples of the Martial Pavilion came out of the academy one after another and entered the cafeteria to eat.
Xu Ran smiled bitterly, he was thirsty and hungry now, and the aura in his body was exhausted, and he had to replenish his strength in order to run the "life chart", so the speed of recovery was too slow.
Xu Ran stubbornly climbed up, and staggered down the stone steps of the martial arts platform with his sword.
The Yanwu platform is three storeys high with a total of thirty-three stone steps, Xu Ran was careful, and still rolled down at half of the stone steps.
The body was constantly concuzzating, and the brain was in pain, but fortunately, Xu Ran protected his face in time, otherwise he would have to be bruised and purple.
The way he descended the stone steps was much faster, but his head was dizzy, and when he opened his eyes, there were all small stars, and he almost didn't faint again.
A few exclamations were heard in the distance, and the footsteps came from far and near.
More footsteps gathered, Xu Ran regained some clarity, and couldn't help frowning as he listened to the discussion in his ears.
"Isn't he Xu Ran, the one who woke up the morning bell?"
"Did I think he was dead?
"I don't think it's possible, he is a person who can't cultivate, and even Zhong Ting can't get close. ”
"Don't forget that one, with her, it's not difficult to ring the bell. ”
"What is he doing here, practicing some strange exercises?"
"Haha. ”
"I just saw him rolling down the stone steps, it's really interesting, such a weak person is embarrassed to stay here, if I were him, it would be better to go quietly, it's really a shame for Wu Ge." ”
"Those sour talents in Wenge have mocked us a lot, and they haven't refuted the excuse yet, which is really annoying. ”