Jin Kaitai twisted his wrist, pulled out a sword flower, and said, "Zhan Ran, I'll rehearse it twice, you can see it carefully,...... Swordsmanship is related to life, and there is no room for mistakes!"

"Yes. Li Muchan nodded solemnly.

Jin Kaitai began to practice, and his movements were slow, a few points slower than just now, like an old ox pulling a slow car, as if a long sword had a thousand weights.

Li Muchan stretched out his hand and folded a wicker, imitating Jin Kaitai's movements, one move at a time, slowly comparing them, and trying his best to be meticulous.

But it's easy to remember, but it's hard to put it into practice.

Each move, eyes, fingers, wrists, shoulders, waist, hips, knees, legs, feet and other parts have their own requirements, precise and subtle.

No matter how clear his mind is and his thinking is smart, he is still embarrassed, taking care of one thing and losing the other, crookedly and twisting.

After trying to imitate it twice, he suddenly understood that his cerebellum was not developed enough! In the words of later generations, it was a lack of motor cells.

He secretly smiled bitterly, the world is not perfect, many geniuses with developed brains are waste wood in sports, what about themselves, the brain is not a genius, and sports are not waste wood, just the mean.

From childhood to adulthood, in addition to practicing meditation with his master's surname, he practiced the twelve powers, flying knives, and straight stabbing with iron rods, all of which were simple movements, and he never discovered his weakness.

Jin Kaitai rehearsed it twice, and Li Muchan made some progress, but he was still clumsy and did not make much progress.

Jin Kaitai stopped, turned his head to look at him and laughed.

Li Muchan smiled bitterly and said embarrassedly: "Commander, I seem to be too stupid." ”

Jin Kaitai waved his hand and smiled: "I've seen a lot of you like this, your brain is smart, and you can remember the moves at a glance, but your hands and feet are not so smart,...... It's nothing, just practice more. ”

He said it lightly, as if there was no big problem.

He saw Li Muchan's brows locked, and smiled and comforted: "In terms of intelligence, no one can compare to you, and your hands and feet are not too stupid, but compared with your head, the contrast is too great, and it looks stupid,...... Maybe you sit more as a monk and use your hands and feet less, and if you practice more in the future, it will be fine!"

Li Muchan nodded slowly.

There are pros and cons to everything, nothing can be done, most of the meditation is meditation, although the qi veins are opened, and the Tianyuan Breathing Technique is half as much, but the hands and feet lack exercise, and the practice of swordsmanship cannot keep up.

He originally thought that he had reached the beginning of Zen, that he could control his body far better than before, that his qualifications for martial arts training would be extremely outstanding, and that it would be easy to learn the moves, but now it seems to be wishful thinking.

He sighed secretly, his foundation is too thin, even if he reaches the beginning of Zen, his hands and feet are not sensitive now, and he needs to make up for it with hard practice!

Jin Kaitai smiled and said: "I can't eat a fat man in one bite, come, let's come one move at a time, and learn one move a day." ”

After that, start hand-in-hand pointing, first demonstrate, then correct, every movement, from head to toe, part by part correction.

Li Muchan's Zen skills are profound, he can see inward, and see the flow of breath in the body, but he can see the inside and not the outside, which is useless for practicing swordsmanship.

Kim Kaitai corrected it once, and when he did it again, he could correct it, but the next time, it changed back to the original state, and he needed to correct it again.

Jin Kaitai looked burly and fierce, but he was extremely patient and tireless, correcting him over and over again, without showing an impatient look.

All the male disciples of the Seven Courtyards of Meifu are taught by him, they have all qualifications, and their surnames have been grinded out, besides, Li Mu has cultivated the Tianyuan Tuna Technique.

An hour later, Jin Kaitai slapped his face: "Okay, that's all for today!" Zhan Ran, when you go back, let Nanshan and them help correct it,...... Practice well, learn the next move tomorrow if you practice well, and continue to practice if you don't practice well. ”

"Yes, there is a commander of Lao. "Li Muchan tithes.

After practicing for more than an hour, he was still radiant and calm as water, but Jin Kaitai was a little sweaty.

Jin Kaitai carried the fish scale sword, and left in a hurry, Li Muchan held the bare willow branches, stood on the edge of the lake, looked at the lake in the distance, shook his head and smiled bitterly.

This is only the plum blossom twelve swords, the simplest swordsmanship, the first move is only six movements, I practiced for an hour, and I just saw it for the first time.

If it goes on like this, I don't know how long it will take to finish practicing the Plum Blossom Twelve Swords.

It seems that he is not suitable for gorgeous and exquisite swordsmanship, but to be simple and simple, to win clumsy and skillful, and his own strength can be regarded as dependent.

However, the Plum Blossom Twelve Swords are the foundation, the simplest, can not be practiced well, no matter what, must be practiced proficiently.

Carrying the willow branches, he slowly returned to the Heavenly Courtyard, but saw that the three of them were practicing swords, each occupying a place.

He Nanshan is under the big locust tree, Cheng Xiaofeng is in the east of the corridor, and Wei Chiming is in the west of the corridor.

He stood and watched, He Nanshan's swordsmanship was majestic, and each sword contained a surging momentum, just by looking at it, he felt that his body turned into water, stirring with his sword.

He hurriedly turned his eyes away and looked at the other side, Cheng Xiaofeng's swordsmanship was elegant, light and graceful, looking relaxed and happy, like looking up at the white clouds.

Looking at another place, Yu Chiming's swordsmanship was fierce and strong, like a howling wind, the ground shook the mountains, and he couldn't help but stand behind the wall to avoid it.

He secretly sighed, he didn't expect their swordsmanship to be so powerful, and he couldn't catch a single move, although he could see every move of them, his hands and feet couldn't keep up.

"Fifth Senior Brother!" He Nanshan slowly retracted, and the sword technique in his left hand slowly fell from the top of his head to the dantian, paused, and slowly let go of the sword technique.

Returning the sword to the sheath with his right hand, he smiled at Li Muchan and said, "Have you learned the Plum Blossom Twelve Swords?" ”

As he spoke, he entered the east house on the north side, took a long sword out, handed it to Li Muchan, and said with a smile: "Use it for the time being, you will have a special saber in two days." ”

Cheng Xiaofeng and Wei Chiming also stopped, Li Muchan just wanted to take the sword, when footsteps came, and a middle-aged man hurried in.

He stood on the steps and covered his mouth and coughed, his expression was cold, and he glanced at the four people: "Who is Zhan Ran?"

Li Muchan turned his head and looked, this person was short, afraid that only his eyebrows were reached, but he was extremely strong, like a stone pier, his skin was red, his hands were jointed, and his eyes were squinting all the time.

Li Muchan tithes: "The little monk Zhanran." ”

When he called himself a little monk, his legal name was Zhanran, and when he was called down, he was Li Muchan, and the two titles corresponded to two kinds of self-titles, and he was familiar with it.

"Hmm. The dwarf man strode to Li Muchan's approach, looked him up and down, landed on his arm, and swept and swept.

"Master Cheng, if you are far away, please serve tea inside!" He Nanshan hurriedly stepped forward, with a smile on his face, very enthusiastic, and turned his head and said: "Fifth junior brother, this is Master Cheng of the Sword Casting Hall, I want to cast a sword for you." ”

"Meet the Process Master. Li Muchan smiled.

Master Cheng waved his hand and said impatiently: "What kind of tea! I don't have that much spare work!"

As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed Li Muchan's wrist.

Li Muchan was stunned, and subconsciously twisted his wrist to get out of his rough big hand, which was the most common basic grappling technique in later generations.

"Hey, that's a lot of strength!" Master Cheng was stunned, looked at Li Muchan, his cold face softened, and nodded: "Little monk, come to my sword casting hall, how about it?"

Li Muchan shook his head and smiled: "Thank you for the master's love, the kid should learn something famous." ”

"Haha, good, good!" Master Cheng looked at him and suddenly let out a loud laugh.

With this smile, the big locust tree behind him trembled, and the leaves fell one after another.

Li Muchan's face was as usual, smiling slightly, and the flow of breath in his body accelerated, but He Nanshan's three people's faces changed slightly, and their bodies trembled with the branches.

Master Cheng laughed and said, "No wonder! With this strength, it is more than enough for you to enter the Heavenly Chamber, little monk!"

He continued, "Show me your hands." ”

Li Muchan stretched out his hand as he said and spread it out in front of Master Cheng's eyes.

Master Cheng weighed it, shook his head, and said with a smile: "Look at your hand, it's not material for sword practice...... Let's come to my Sword Forge Hall!"

Li Muchan just smiled and didn't say a word.

Master Cheng sighed helplessly and waved his hand: "Come on, young people nowadays want to fight and kill, and they can't bear the loneliness, alas, ......"

Li Muchan smiled apologetically, but there was no interface.

Master Cheng snorted, "Okay...... In the future, if you don't want to practice martial arts, come to me, the job of forging a sword is endless, and it is a hundred times stronger than practicing sword practice to kill people!"

"Thank you, Master. "Li Muchan tithes.

Master Cheng waved his hand and walked away, ignoring the smiling faces of He Nanshan and the others.

"Fifth junior brother, it's not easy to be valued by Master Cheng!" He Nanshan said with a smile.

Cheng Xiaofeng said lightly: "Master Cheng has a strange temper, even if he is not a fan of the family!"

He Nanshan said with a smile: "Fifth junior brother, this Master Cheng is not only exquisite, but also has a deep internal strength, which is rare in our Meifu!"

Li Muchan smiled and nodded, but he was thinking about what Master Cheng said just now, it was not material for sword practice, he raised his hand and looked at it, and then looked at He Nanshan and the three of them.

There is indeed a difference, their hands are different, but they are all slender, and their own fingers are thick and short, which is very inferior in comparison.

"Three senior brothers, I just learned a trick of swordsmanship, and I hope that the three senior brothers will give me advice. ”

As he spoke, he took the sword from He Nanshan's hand, drew the sword out of its sheath, threw the scabbard with his hand, and looked at the long sword in his hand, the sword body was bright and tinged with a hint of coldness.

This sword is not bad, but compared with the fish scale sword, it is much inferior, he erected the sword, made a plum branch growth trend, and said: "I really don't have any talent for practicing swords, I have not made any progress after practicing for so long, please ask the three senior brothers to help." ”

After that, he slowly cast it, and the first move and six movements were quickly completed, and he stopped to look at the three of them.

He Nanshan and the three of them glanced at each other, and He Nanshan smiled bitterly: "Fourth junior brother, come on." ”

Wei Chiming scratched his head, glared at He Nanshan and Cheng Xiaofeng, and hummed, "It's me again...... Fifth junior brother, you're not practicing this sword right!"

As he spoke, he drew his sword out of the sheath and slowly rehearsed it, which was also the first style of the Plum Blossom Twelve Swords.

In the same move, although he is fat, but when he uses swordsmanship, he is elegant and light, soothing and generous, giving people a sense of beauty.

Li Muchan is thin, but he is clumsy and weird when he performs this trick, and he can't tell if he looks awkward.

After Wei Chiming's drill, Li Muchan followed the drill, which was similar to just now.

Wei Chiming shook his head and practiced again, and Li Muchan also practiced again, but there was still no progress.

He Nanshan and Cheng Xiaofeng glanced at each other, shook their heads and smiled bitterly, Wei Chiming scratched his head and looked at Li Muchan in embarrassment.

Li Muchan smiled bitterly: "I have been a monk since I was a child, and I have no talent for practicing martial arts. ”

Wei Chiming scratched his head, thinking hard, trying to come up with a way.

He Nanshan pondered for a while and said, "Fourth junior brother, you practice slowly, fifth junior brother, you follow, I will remind you on the side." ”

"Good idea!" Wei Chiming clapped his hands and began to practice.

Li Muchan followed him to practice, He Nanshan and Cheng Xiaofeng corrected him on the side, reminding him to pay attention to the fact that Wei Chiming was as slow as possible, and it really worked.

After practicing several times, Wei Chiming stopped and asked Li Muchan to practice by himself, and as soon as he practiced, he immediately returned to his original form, and became clumsy and awkward again.

He Nanshan and the three of them looked at each other and smiled bitterly and shook their heads.

Li Muchan also smiled, his expression was calm, and he was not shocked.

Seeing him like this, the three of them were embarrassed to laugh, although they laughed in their hearts, with the qualifications of the fifth junior brother, it must be amazing to be able to enter this Heavenly Council.

The Heavenly Council has been four people in the past few years, and it is rare for new people to come in, and they are very welcome, besides, Li Muchan is too clumsy, but they sympathize with each other and feel closer.

Cheng Xiaofeng said: "That's it, take the moves apart, one action at a time." ”

"Good idea!" Wei Chiming nodded hurriedly.

Among the three, he was the most enthusiastic, loving Wu and Wu, and his gratitude to the master surnamed Fa was completely transferred to Li Muchan, who was taken care of as a younger brother.

Just do what he said, he made a move and asked Li Muchan to follow, Li Muchan didn't say much, he followed along, he was very serious and focused.

He did a very good job, exactly the same as Yu Chiming, and then, Yu Chiming moved slowly, one move, one move, and another move, like a robot in later generations.

Turning dynamic into static, Li Muchan has become a lot stronger, and he has done not badly, He Nanshan and Cheng Xiaofeng breathed a sigh of relief.

He Nanshan smiled: "It seems that this method is good!"

Subsequently, the three of them slowly taught Li Muchan, over and over again.

Li Muchan was very serious, he was engrossed in every movement, and he practiced for another hour, at this time, his meditation kung fu appeared, still in good spirits, and he did not show any tiredness.

"The fifth junior brother is full of energy, I really admire it!" He Nanshan said with a smile.

Li Muchan glanced at the three of them, put away his sword and said with a smile: "Second Senior Brother, Third Senior Brother, Fourth Senior Brother, let's stop here today, I will practice it myself." ”

"Well, let's get here!" Wei Chiming nodded hurriedly, he gave a thumbs up and kept shaking his head: "I said Fifth Senior Brother, it's really rare for someone as smart as you!"

Although Wei Chiming is very good to Li Muchan, his surname is dry, and he corrects Li Muchan over and over again, in his opinion, it is a very simple action, Li Muchan can't do it, and the nameless fire can't help but rub up, and if he doesn't look at the face of the master surnamed Fa, he has already cursed.

Li Muchan shook his head with a wry smile, and continued to practice, striking while the iron was hot, so as not to stop and forget.

Although he sighed secretly, he was not so distressed, it didn't matter if he was clumsy, as long as he practiced more, he knew from later generations that the human body has a memory, and he can practice an action as an instinct, and there is only one secret: repetition.

A movement, practiced 10,000 times, can become instinct, all he has to do is to practice it well, and then spend time practicing hard.

Just like Buddhism holds a mantra, it takes tens of thousands of times to see merit, and this principle is similar.

He Nanshan and the three of them sat in the corridor, resting with the lake breeze, while Li Muchan practiced under the locust tree, meticulous and focused.

He Nanshan looked at it and said with a slight smile: "It depends on the seriousness of the fifth junior brother, even if you learn slowly, you can learn well." ”

"Hmm. Cheng Xiaofeng nodded lightly.

Wei Chiming snorted with a stiff face, as if he was angry with someone.

They quickly left and went out to eat, but Li Muchan didn't move, let them help bring it back, and then continue practicing.

From noon to evening, there are two meditation breaks in the middle, and after a quarter of an hour of kung fu, I am relieved of my seat, and I am refreshed again, concentrating on practice, and each time I focus on abnormality.

It is difficult for ordinary people to concentrate for such a long time, but it is not difficult for him to meditate profoundly, and his distracting thoughts are not born, and it is not difficult to keep thinking at all.

His Tianyuan Breathing Technique was just beginning, his dantian was full of energy, and his spirit was not tired at all, but at the end of the day, in the evening, he still felt that his body was sore, as if it was about to be scattered into pieces.