Chapter 182
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”Yes.” Xu Taiping nodded. “However, San San Ju Shi will engrave the content of the practice on a wooden board every day. The content is very detailed, and I have benefited a lot.”
Regarding San San Ju Shi, Xu Taiping was still very respectful.
And after hearing this, this time it wasn’t just Xu Ziyan, even Zhao Linglong felt a little Unbelievable .
”How many days has this San San Ju Shi taught you, Taiping?”
Zhao Linglong asked with a serious face.
”It has been almost half a month in total.”
Xu Taiping answered truthfully.
”Only half a month?”
Xu Ziyan supported his forehead.
In his opinion, no matter how well that San San Ju Shi teaches and how talented Xu Taiping is, just half a month of sword control practice is not even enough to make up for the loss for this competition.
“Junior Brother, what did Elder Sansan teach you?”
Zhao Linglong looked at Xu Taiping with a serious expression.
Rather than whether Xu Taiping could perform well in the Seven Peaks Competition, at this moment, what she was more worried about was the baffling Sansan Jushi, worried that he had misled her little junior brother.
“On the first day, Sansan Jushi engraved the sword control mental method formula on a wooden board for me to practice on my own, and then asked me to try to use the sword to draw sword marks on the cliff wall.”
“For the next ten days, I almost did this every day.”
Xu Taiping replied briefly.
“That’s all?”
Upon hearing this, Zhao Linglong felt a little Unbelievable and couldn’t wait to go back to the Seven Peaks to argue with her unreliable father.
Xu Ziyan also She frowned .
“It sounds very interesting.”
When Lin Buyu heard this, he put away the book in his hand and showed a strong interest.
“Yes, it’s really very interesting.”
Xu Taiping nodded with a smile.
He wasn’t speaking for Elder Sansan, but really felt that it was very interesting. At least he himself enjoyed it.
“That Elder Sansan, how many sword marks did he ask you to draw on that cliff wall in a day?”
Lin Buyu then asked Xu Taiping.
This question clearly hit the key point.
Zhao Linglong and Xu Ziyan also looked at Xu Taiping curiously.
“Three thousand on the first day.”
Xu Taiping thought for a while and replied.
“Three thousand?” “!”
Xu Ziyan and Zhao Linglong both exclaimed in unison.
“Learning to control the sword on the first day, and asking you to make three thousand sword marks on the hundred-zhang-high cliff wall?”
Zhao Linglong increasingly felt that this San San Jushi was a bit unreliable.
“Yes, it is indeed a bit difficult to complete this task when controlling the sword for the first time, so I…”
“So you didn’t complete it, right?”
Before Xu Taiping could speak, Zhao Linglong interrupted him angrily, and then said indignantly:
“Taiping, don’t worry. It’s normal not to be able to complete it on the first day.”
“It was indeed almost impossible to complete.”
Xu Taiping nodded in agreement.
“Almost impossible to complete, which means that you completed it?”
Xu Ziyan’s eyes lit up.
“Hmm.”
Xu Taiping nodded.
“Although I was busy until late at night, I finally completed it. Because I was worried that elder San San would think that I was only trying to complete the task. I deliberately added one more sword, a total of three thousand and one swords.”
He continued.
“Being able to use the sword control mental method to make three thousand sword strikes on the first day?”
Xu Ziyan and Zhao Linglong next to her looked at each other, and both of them had expressions of disbelief on their faces.
What about the next few days? Did that San San elder make any more demands on you?
Zhao Linglong couldn’t wait to know what happened next.
“In the following days, there were no particularly demanding requirements. However, after that, I would stab an additional six hundred times every day. If I had enough time, I would also go down the mountain early after finishing.”
Xu Taiping replied in a calm tone.
He regarded it as communicating sword practice experiences with his fellow disciples.
He spoke very easily, but Xu Ziyan and Zhao Linglong beside him became more and more frightened as they listened.
“However, just five days ago, after I was able to stab six thousand times within three hours, Elder Sansan assigned me a new task.”
Xu Taiping continued.
“What task?”
Zhao Linglong immediately asked again.
“Using the sword to engrave words on the cliff wall, at least three thousand words a day.”
Xu Taiping replied.
He mostly practiced alone and rarely communicated cultivation experiences with his fellow disciples, so he felt very fresh and answered very seriously.
At this point, Zhao Linglong completely couldn’t sit still.
“Taiping, did you also complete it?”
She asked in surprise.
“Completed. It just takes a lot of time and I can’t go home early.”
Xu Taiping nodded and said.
Hearing this, Zhao Linglong and Xu Ziyan looked at each other again and then both chose to remain silent.
“Is this kind of cultivation speed… too slow?”
Seeing the two people’s silence, Xu Taiping thought that his performance had disappointed the two senior sisters.
There’s no other way. His understanding of sword cultivation is really too little. Every day, what he learns from the Three-Three Hermit is just engraving sword marks and writing, so he doesn’t really know the cultivation progress of normal cultivators.
But judging from what the Three-Three Hermit engraves on the wooden board every day, he feels that his talent might really be average. Otherwise, why would the Three-Three Hermit be able to pick out so many flaws?
“However, I think that although it’s a bit slow, as long as I can write one more character, I can feel my own progress. So I think this teaching method of Elder Three-Three is very suitable for me.”
He immediately added another sentence.
“It’s not suitable for you. It’s only suitable for you!”
Xu Ziyan answered with a somewhat expression at this time.
“Why does Senior Sister Ziyan say that?”
Xu Taiping was a bit puzzled.
He still thought that everyone in the Qingxuan Sect practiced swordsmanship like this.
“Taiping, you probably don’t know.”
Zhao Linglong looked at Xu Taiping with some excitement and said:
“In the Qingxuan Sect, when disciples first practice the art of controlling the sword, being able to successfully control the sword within ten months is considered a success. Being able to control the flying sword according to oneself within one month is considered a small achievement. Those who can freely control the flying sword to write, unless they are geniuses like the Second Senior Brother, otherwise it will take at least three months. And you, Taiping, only used half a month!”
“We Buyu also only used half a month.” Xu Ziyan smiled and looked at Lin Buyu.
“It was ten days.” Lin Buyu corrected.
Upon hearing this, Xu Taiping was first surprised, and then his heart was filled with suspicion. He said, “Do the other senior brothers really take so long? But I feel it’s quite simple. Could it be because of the nameless sword control mental method of the Third-Third Layman?”
Putting aside the fact that he had an ordinary bone, he knew very well about his cultivation talent. Although it was not bad, it could by no means be considered extremely talented. The reason why he was able to catch up with the cultivation progress of other disciples before was entirely due to the accumulation of time and treasures like the gentian wine.
So in his opinion, there was only one possibility, that is, the Third-Third Layman taught better than others.
”The swordsmanship of the Third-Third Layman is not inferior to that of Ninth Uncle…”
Xu Taiping suddenly remembered the evaluation of the Third-Third Layman in the letter from the Peak Master, and for a moment, he became even more certain of his guess.
It must be this reason!