C81 (2/2)

”Master loves to eat fish …” Lin Yue lied on the bed and looked out the window at the moonlight.

On the second day, Lin Yue's entire body was still pricked bloody. In the evening, when he went to fetch water, he even brought along a fishing net.

As expected, this time, Ning Liheng rewarded him with a Green Cloud Fruit.

Practice! Practice! Practice!

Seven days later, Lin Yue finally blocked the first sword strike.

On this day, he was missing nine holes.

From that day onwards, as his cultivation progressed, the number of swords that Lin Yue could use to defend against became more and more; by the end of the month, he was already able to resist more than half of them.

The sky changed, and the autumn air became denser and denser. In the blink of an eye, two months had passed.

A gust of cold wind blew in from the north, blowing the bamboo forest outside the thatched cottage from all directions, rising and falling like the waves.

Inside the house, Lin Yue and Ning Taiheng were sitting opposite of each other.

”Master, this disciple really doesn't know how to play chess.”

”Chess is very fun, I'll teach you then. See, you use white, I will use black, as long as you can surround me, I'll consider it as you win, like this …” Ning Taiheng said as he played with the chess board, looking extremely serious, much more caring than when he was teaching Lin Yue.

”Master, I feel that chess is useless”, Lin Yue was really not willing to waste time on the chessboard, he only wanted to train hard.

”Who said it was useless …” Ning Taiheng's eyes suddenly shot out a beam of anger, scaring Lin Yue to the core. In this month, his master had always been like a child, never angry.

”It's useless to say that …” After saying that, Ning Taiheng suddenly realised his attitude. He was startled for a moment, then shook his head, and said in a low voice, ”Something useful, something useful …”

Only after a while did he recover. He flipped his hand and placed a spirit fruit on the board, saying, ”If you win, you can have it.”

”Really!?”

Lin Yue saw the Spirit Fruit, and his eyes immediately lit up. This was a very rare spirit item, eating one would allow an ordinary cultivator to level up, and even with Lin Yue's abnormal physique, the concentration of Genuine Essence would still have an obvious reaction.

So Lin Yue began to play chess with Ning Taiheng.

Of course, during the entire day, Lin Yue was still unable to win even once, which made Lin Yue feel extremely vexed.

”Heh heh, I'm still very powerful. You won't win this fruit,” Ning Taiheng purposely smacked his lips as he ate the Zhu Ling Fruit in front of Lin Yue.

”Master, your disciple is unconvinced. Let's fight again tomorrow!” Your spirit fruit, I have won for sure! ”

”Alright!” Ning Taiheng nodded his head, he was afraid that Lin Yue would not agree after taking such a setback.

After playing chess for an entire day, it was at night when Lin Yue walked out of the house and started to practice his sword skills in the courtyard. Right now, he was already able to comprehend the first stage of the Taiyi Empyrean Sword's sword force, and was able to gain some insights.

This set of sword aura was not endless. There would be a small pause in the middle, but there seemed to be some pause. If one did not practice it thoroughly, they would not be able to discover it.

The Tai Yi Sword Tactic was originally a set of mechanical formations similar to a martial skill, used to confuse and deceive the opponent. It has a very profound change of the heaven's will. This kind of evolution of the heaven's will requires a deep comprehension to be able to overcome.

In Lin Yue's battle with Ning Taiheng, he had more than just been pierced by thousands of swords. It could be said that if not for the fact that his Martial Soul was powerful and his body was abnormal, he would be crippled after a day.

But Lin Yue was able to endure through this process, and slowly began to understand about this set of sword force.

”Shua!”

He stabbed out with his sword, pausing halfway before making his move again!

”Too long …” Lin Yue shook his head, he was dissatisfied with the sword.

Again, stop, move!

”Still too long.”

Lin Yue thrusted out his sword, the sword denied, the surrounding night was dense, the hut was snoring loudly, the sky was moving, the wind was blowing, the flowers were flying, he had completely forgotten about it.

In his heart, there was only the sword in his hand.