Learning a sword is different from using a sword.

Ye Zhiqiu came to this conclusion in the process of testing the sword with his senior sister.

Learning a sword is a quick one, and it may not be possible to play it when using a sword.

This is the same as the exam Ye Zhiqiu has experienced over the years, he may have learned ninety-nine points of knowledge, but he only played ninety-five points in the examination room, and some of the questions that looked extremely simple in the examination room looked confused when he arrived in the examination room, and he could see it at a glance after the exam, of course, it was too late to regret it at this time, so he had to make up his mind to answer all the questions that he would do in the next exam, but the next exam still has questions that will be outside the exam room and unknown in the exam room.

Ye Zhiqiu's sword learning is the same, he has learned ten percent at a glance at his senior sister, and he only used one percent to really fight against his senior sister, or even less than one percent.

The sword move of cohesion has not been accumulated yet, and it has been interrupted by the senior sister, how else can it be played?

"Senior brother, using a sword is a process where practice makes perfect, and it is also a process of adapting to the situation, if the junior brother can practice makes perfect, and truly integrate these moves, then you can create your own home field, force the enemy to not react, step by step into the sword net we arranged, and finally kill the enemy to win!"

Lun Wan'er put away the sword and talked about what her master had told her.

I'm ashamed that she hasn't reached this realm yet, otherwise, she wouldn't have been interrupted by her junior brother several times, and she was still tired and panting.

You know, it's amazing that the other disciples can pick her up thirty moves!

Ye Zhiqiu was thoughtful.

The Nine Palaces Serial Sword is indeed a good kung fu, but it needs him to ponder it carefully, and it is good to polish it, and when the time comes, with his strength and speed, it should not be a problem to kill the enemy and win.

"Nine Palace Serial Sword, not to kill the enemy in the last move, these many moves can actually kill the enemy to win, kill the enemy with a sword, nothing more than to block someone else's sword, and then use your own sword to poke the enemy's body, kill the enemy, the first few moves of the general enemy on the line, unless it is an extremely powerful enemy, Nine Palace Chain, you can kill the enemy, of course, the enemy does not give you a chance at that time, but you can't help yourself. ”

Ye Zhiqiu thought inwardly.

"Okay, junior brother, we've been practicing all morning, and I'll take you to the dining hall. ”

Lun Wan'er saw this junior brother pondering, thinking that the junior brother had been hit and knew the difference between learning a sword and using a sword.

A genius who learns a sword is not necessarily a genius who uses a sword, which may be a blow to the genius's junior disciples.

"Hmm. ”

Ye Zhiqiu nodded, and went to the dining hall with Lun Wan'er.

People always have to eat, and if they don't eat, they will starve to death.

The disciples of the Wudang Sect naturally also had to eat.

When Ye Zhiqiu and Lun Wan'er arrived at the dining hall, there were already some disciples eating, and when they saw Lun Wan'er coming, they saluted one after another: "I've seen Senior Sister." ”

"Eat, leave me alone. ”

Lun Wan'er said softly, and led Ye Zhiqiu to a place to sit down.

"Do you eat in the cafeteria......

Ye Zhiqiu blinked, feeling that life was really unspeakable.

When he was in the modern world, the school cafeteria was not very delicious, he often went out to eat, and now that he has returned to Wudang, he actually eats canteen food.

It's impossible not to eat because there are only canteen meals here, and there are no takeaways.

"It smells so good. ”

Ye Zhiqiu tasted a few bites of rice, it tasted good, and drank a few bowls of porridge, which tasted good.

There are vegetarian dishes, but the seasoning is not very rich, and meat dishes are also available.

"How can you practice without eating meat? Senior brother, you come. ”

Lun Wan'er spoke, which made Ye Zhiqiu a little surprised, of course, the surprise was only a little bit.

Ye Zhiqiu probably knows something, there are two schools of Taoism, Quanzhen and Zhengyi. The Quanzhen Religion abstains from meat and alcohol, and it is all cut off from red dust and cannot be married. Zhengyi Church is relatively relaxed, you can eat meat at ordinary times, and marriage is allowed. But when the altar is raised, it is also forbidden to drink and abstain from meat, and it is not allowed to have sexual intercourse.

The palms of Wudang have had Quanzhen and Zhengyi, and now that Lun Wan'er has allowed Ye Zhiqiu to eat meat, it is obvious that Lun Wan'er belongs to the Zhengyi faction.

"I miss the days when I absorbed the aura of heaven and earth. ”

Ye Zhiqiu ate meat dishes, vegetarian dishes, rice, and drank a few bowls of soup, although it was quite fragrant, he really missed the days when there was a strong aura of heaven and earth.

The reason why people need to eat is to replenish their energy.

Ordinary people eat and replenish energy from food, but the utilization efficiency of this energy is extremely low, and it has to be digested and absorbed, and various energy is lost on the way, and the waste residue that the human body can not use in the end must be excreted.

For martial artists, they need more energy than ordinary people, so they also eat more.

Of course, the more you eat, the greater the consumption of a sect, and it is impossible to have no money.

Ordinary people eat, warriors eat more, but like qi practitioners, they swallow the aura of heaven and earth and feed on the essence of the sun and the moon.

This is also the origin of the name of the Qi practitioner.

Qi practitioners swallow the aura of heaven and earth, and the aura directly enters the body, which is used by qi practitioners to practice spiritual qi, and the efficiency of using energy is many times faster than eating, and their physical fitness is far stronger than that of ordinary martial artists.

Further up, Ye Zhiqiu could only rely on his imagination, for example, there were monks who fed on pills refined from countless genius earth treasures, and there were even great monks who fed on the sun and the moon and the starry sky of the universe.

Of course, such a realm, Ye Zhiqiu can only imagine, he has never seen it.

"Senior brother, our Wudang faction also has a lunch break, a lunch break for an hour, and after waking up, we will continue to do schoolwork, and we will see you in the morning when the time comes. ”

After eating and drinking, it was a good time to sleep, Ye Zhiqiu and Lun Wan'er went out of the dining hall and said goodbye.

Ye Zhiqiu could sense that there were a lot of unkind eyes looking at him, which was naked jealousy, but he didn't take them to heart.

Although the Wudang faction has signs of decline, it still talks about the rules, and the disciples in charge are not just a cat or a dog that dares to provoke!

Therefore, Ye Zhiqiu attracted a lot of hatred, but few disciples dared to step forward to make trouble.

I don't want to think about it, and now I block him, so I don't afraid that he will inherit the position of head and come back to clean them up?

Ordinary disciples naturally don't dare!

There are still those who dare to argue with him, such as Baishi, Jinshi, Jade, Xie Ping, Yao Feng, these five are the most outstanding disciples of Wudang, and they are also the true disciples of Wudang, and they can compete with Ye Zhiqiu for the position of the head.

But today, by chance, he didn't meet any of them.

Take a lunch break at noon, continue to practice in the afternoon, and only in the evening is it a personal space, and the disciple of Wudang can do what he wants, he can go to practice, he can go to study, and he can also sleep directly.

And for example, Ye Zhiqiu, in the modern world, often went to bed at twelve o'clock, how could he sleep at seven or eight o'clock.

Just as the sound of the piano sounded.

It turned out that the senior sister was playing the piano.