Book 2: Chapter 12.2: Dao Spirit and Sword Seal
After hurting each other, Bai Qiuran finally changed the topic.
“In short, although Hand Seal is difficult to practice, as a teacher, I still hope that you can continue to practice. Difficult practicing means it has unique features.”
Bai Qiuran said:
“Ruowei, you have to understand the good intention of this teacher. Although you have a flat chest and a poisonous tongue, you often don’t listen to me, but you are still my most previous student. Why would I harm you?”
“Hum.”
Tang Ruowei sneered and did not answer.
“I understand your silence as acceptance.”
Bai Qiuran patted his legs.
“Then, I will teach you the method of practice Dao Spirit, and then I’ll give you the seed to cultivate Hand Seal.”
“What is the seed?”
Tang Ruowei asked.
“The cultivation of each Seal requires the energy of an attribute to serve as a seed. What level of energy you use as a seed determines the height of the Seal you can cultivate in the future.”
Bai Qiuran explained:
“This is another reason why the world believes that Hand Seal is difficult to cultivate. Because there is no strength, it is generally impossible to find high-level energy as the seed for cultivating Hand Seal. But when you have strength, cultivating Hand Seal is not as fast as practicing spells of the same attribute. So Hand Seal seems to be inferior in the eyes of ordinary people. But we don’t have such a problem, your level is low, and I have high-level energy. ”
He stretched out his finger, and a sword beam pinched out of his fingertips.
“When I first practiced the Sword Seal, I used a sword beam that I took from the dead body of a Swordman Immortal in the last era, but that was already used by me. And I’m going to give you my own seed today. ”
Hearing what he said, Tang Ruowei understood and stretched out her palm.
Bai Qiuran put his two fingers in the palm of Tang Ruowei, the sword beam glowed bright, and then stayed in the palm of Tang Ruowei.
“This is the seed second generation of self-disciplined disciple Bai Qiuran, who has spent 3,000 years condensing since the establishment of Qingming Sword Sect…”
He smiled slightly.
“The quality is absolutely sufficient.”
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In this way, Tang Ruowei, who had just succeeded in building the foundation, had just begun the arduous training under the arrangement of Bai Qiuran.
However, compared with the basic exercise, the practicing of the moves was a lot quicker, while the cultivation of the Dao Spirit and Sword Seal required a long time, thus Bai Qiuran was not in a hurry.
Time passed in a flash, and finally, six months later, on the mountain road, Tang Ruowei was stopped by the female monkey 138th time.
“Squeak, squeak!”
The female monkey knew very well how to provoke Tang Ruowei. It took out two nutshells, and then pointed to Tang Ruowei’s chest and put the two nutshells on her chest while making a wild laughing.
But it didn’t expect that this time Tang Ruowei did not, as usual, yell at it while pulling out a long sword and chasing it down.
The girl gently put down the herb material she held in her hand, then looked at it and grinned.
At that moment, before the female monkey could respond, a black sword beam passed over, rubbing its hair and hitting a small tree by the mountain road.
The small tree cracked into two halves at the same time, and the nutshells which the female monkey held on its chest was divided into two and slipped down.
The wild instinct of the female monkey told it that the person in front of it was no longer as weak as she used to be. It screamed and escaped into the woods with all its limbs.
But that was useless. Tang Ruowei rushed into the mountain and followed it all the way, pushing it closer to a cave under the mountain.
Pang!
A white tender palm crossed the female monkey’s shoulders and pinched on the rock wall near its head, leaving a huge cobweb-like mark of destruction.
“Damned monkey.”
The girl approached the female monkey with a wicked smile.
“The wheel of fortune always turns, and today I finally got you!”