Jin Kaitai stared at Li Muchan and said in a deep voice: "Zhanran, you must not tell others about your practice of Tianyuan Breathing and Inhalation Technique."

Li Muchan glanced at him and nodded lightly.

Jin Kaitai sighed: "It's better to die in the heart!... Alas, this is also my fault! They practiced hard for eight years, Yuzhen persisted for ten years, and finally had to give up. It was painful and unwilling, but they didn't

What a method!... You have accomplished it overnight. If they knew about it, they might not be able to bear it..."

"Yes, Commander, I understand." Li Muchan smiled.

"Okay! I will teach you the Twelve Plum Blossom Swords today." Jin Kaitai smiled, unsheathed his sword, held a sword flower, and imagined a snow pear flower out of thin air. It was really beautiful.

His body is like a black bear, his arms, hands and feet are much larger than those of an ordinary person. He holds a sword as light as an embroidery needle, as if it were nothing.

"The Twelve Plum Blossom Swords is the simplest set of swordsmanship, suitable for beginners. However, simplicity does not mean low power. Don't underestimate it!" Jin Kaitai said.

"Yes, Commander." Li Muchan nodded lightly and looked at the gleaming long sword.

Over the years, he has insisted on throwing knives and iron rods, one for long-range attacks and the other for close attacks, but he has never practiced swordsmanship.

Whenever you practice swordsmanship, you must have characteristics on your body. People with a discerning eye will know it as soon as they see it, and they will be wary.

The sticks and swords he practiced hard behind closed doors were just to hit him by surprise at the critical moment. Otherwise, he would never be able to defeat someone practicing martial arts in an honest fight.

The eldest brother Li Mufeng was in Mei Mansion. Li Muchan thought that it was not difficult to get a long sword, but he struggled to resist the temptation and only practiced with iron rods instead of holding a sword.

Jin Kaitai's long sword is about three feet long, which is longer than ordinary swords.

Jin Kaitai saw him staring at the sword, so he handed it over casually and said with a smile: "You just came here, use an ordinary sword first. Let someone measure it for you today, and you can wear it in two days."

Li Muchan took the long sword and held it in front of his eyes to look at it, a faint cold air hit his face.

The blade of the sword is so bright that it can illuminate the outline of his face. If you don't look carefully, you won't be able to detect the fine lines on it. They are like fish scales layer by layer, and it is filled with a gorgeous atmosphere.

"What a beautiful sword!" Li Muchan praised, flicked the sword lightly with his finger, "Zheng..." The clear sound curled up and lingered endlessly.

Jin Kaitai grinned: "Haha, this is the fish scale sword, which is the toughest. I will give it to you if you make meritorious deeds in the future."

He stretched out his right palm: "Let's do it one move at a time and practice one move a day."

Li Muchan nodded and returned the sword with both hands.

Jin Kaitai took the sword and began to swing it.

He moved extremely slowly, like a Tai Chi sword of later generations. He twisted his waist with his legs and followed each other with his eyes. Every movement was clear. He practiced it three times, and then he sheathed his sword and stood up.

He waved: "Zhanran, come and give it a try."

Li Muchan nodded slowly, took the sword slowly, and stood motionless with his hands down, his eyes flickering, his expression in a trance, as if he was wandering in the sky.

Jin Kaitai frowned, feeling that he was absent-minded, but did not scold him. This Zhanran was not an ordinary person and should not be treated ordinary.

Li Muchan stood for a long time, refreshed, as if he had come back to life, his eyes became bright, like the lake next to him, and his long sword slowly moved.

His movements were clumsy, slow, turning slowly, and sometimes he paused. He thought for a while, and then continued practicing, intermittently, stumbling, and extremely awkward.

When Jin Kaitai performs it, although it is slow, it is stretched and generous, with both strength and softness. Even though the body is as tall as a black bear, it still gives people a sense of grace.

Even though Li Muchan has been practicing, he has no sense of beauty at all and is so clumsy that it is unbearable to see.

Jin Kaitai's eyes widened and he stared at him for a moment, like a hungry wolf looking at mutton.

Li Muchan finally finished the exercise, and then did it again. This time it was better than before. He didn't stop to think about it. Although he was clumsy, he could still make it coherent.

Then, he performed it a third time. This time, some mistakes were corrected, and the performance became smoother and took less time.

"Okay!" Jin Kaitai waited for him to stop and applauded impatiently.

Li Muchan took a long breath, turned pale, carefully returned the sword to him, and said with a wry smile: "Commander, I'm too stupid, I didn't practice this move well."

"Stupid——?" Jin Kaitai's eyes widened, and then he smiled bitterly and said: "If you were stupid, there would be no smart people in this world!...Haha, silly boy, these are twelve moves, not one!"

"That's it." Li Muchan smiled.

He only focused on memorizing swordsmanship and was absent-minded. He was extremely focused on recording and had no time to distract him.

When I thought about it, I realized that I had made a mistake, thinking that such a complicated movement was just one move, but it was actually a whole set of sword techniques.

At this time, he was more concerned about his own strangeness.

Normally, his heart is clear, his spirit is peaceful, his mind is clear, and his memory is good, but he cannot forget anything.

Today was a bit strange. When Jin Kaitai started to practice swordsmanship, he immediately calmed down, got rid of distracting thoughts, and concentrated on memory.

In the morning, he found that his mind was particularly clear and smooth. At this time, he realized it more deeply. Jin Kaitai's actions were directly imprinted in his mind. When he looked back, he could still remember them vividly.

He had a feeling that his brain had become a computer for future generations, directly recording Jin Kaitai's drills.

However, it was his first time practicing swordplay, so his mind was clear, but his movements couldn't keep up.
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