In this way, Yun Jiangxue began to teach Lu Weiyun personally.
At night, Yun Jiangxue slept on Lu Weiyun's bed, while Lu Weiyun could only sleep on the floor.
At the hour of Mao, when the sky just brightened grayly, Yun Jiangxue pulled Lu Weiyun up to practice.
During the meal, Yun Jiangxue and Lu Weiyun went to the dining hall of the entry area to eat together, attracting the disciples to watch.
"Why is Her Highness the Saint always with Lu Weiyun?"
"I heard that Her Highness the Saint is teaching Lu Weiyun swordsmanship, and wants to show it in the exchange and discussion of new disciples!"
"Lu Weiyun has a waste bloodline. Even if he opens a spiritual orifice, it is impossible for him to practice swordsmanship, right?"
Many entry disciples felt incredible.
"Lu Weiyun, did you hear that? Those people don't believe that you can practice it. You must work hard!"
Yun Jiangxue said solemnly.
"Master, I will work hard!"
Lu Weiyun nodded.
Lu Weiyun would naturally not slack off. This Celestial Sword Technique was at least a top-grade human-level sword technique.
If he relied on himself to practice, with his talent, he didn't know how long it would take to get started, or even never get started. Now that Yun Jiangxue was teaching him, the threshold for practice would be lowered a lot.
After three days of Yun Jiangxue's personal teaching, Lu Weiyun finally learned it and could barely wield the three styles of Celestial Sword Technique, but the movements were very awkward.
When Yun Jiangxue saw this scene, she felt a little guilty.
She had thought that the waste bloodline was very wasteful, but she didn't expect it to be so wasteful.
With such a waste talent, it was already very hard to persist in practicing martial arts for a month. If it were her, if her talent was so poor, she would probably have given up long ago.
"Maybe I shouldn't force him to practice. With such a waste talent, even a figure like Tuoshe Ancient Emperor can't practice it, right?"
Yun Jiangxue sighed secretly.
Yun Jiangxue simply let Lu Weiyun give up practicing the Celestial Sword Technique and practice simple basic sword techniques, such as chopping, stabbing and picking!
She was full of confidence, thinking that with her seventh-grade bloodline, even if Lu Weiyun had poor talent, he could practice the sword techniques he created.
But she underestimated Lu Weiyun's waste bloodline.
Now, Lu Weiyun could only cram for the time being and practice basic sword techniques.
This time, the disciples of the two major sects exchanged and exchanged ideas. Their Qingyun Sect had no chance of winning, and could only rely on Lu Weiyun's waste bloodline to save some face.
It was still incredible that a waste bloodline could practice basic sword techniques.
In four days, under the supervision of Yun Jiangxue, Lu Weiyun finally practiced the basic sword techniques, and his chopping, stabbing and picking were quite powerful.
"Lu Weiyun, the Fire Spirit Sword is yours to keep. No matter what your future path of cultivation is, you will always be my disciple. Take a good rest today, and do your best tomorrow to display your basic swordsmanship!"
Yun Jiangxue patted Lu Weiyun's shoulders a few times and left directly.
Lu Weiyun looked at the back of his master, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and said: "Master, tomorrow, I will be your pride!"
Since Yun Jiangxue didn't believe that he had opened seven spiritual orifices, then wait for the entry-level disciples to exchange and exchange tomorrow, and then he will make a big splash.
After returning to the dormitory, Lu Weiyun went into the nameless pagoda.
The spiritual rice in the pagoda can support his cultivation for twenty years.
"Master cares about me so much. Tomorrow, no matter what, I must defeat that disciple with the sixth-grade bloodline!"
Lu Weiyun's eyes were sharp and his fists were clenched tightly.
However, the opponent has a sixth-grade bloodline, while he has a waste bloodline. Even if he has practiced three low-grade human-level martial arts to perfection, he may not be the opponent of the opponent.
He has seen Qin Mizhen's strength, and he is also a genius of the sixth-grade bloodline. With his current strength, he is far from Qin Mizhen's opponent.
"Twenty years must be spent to practice the Celestial Sword Technique!"
Lu Weiyun held the Fire Spirit Sword and continued to practice from the basic swordsmanship.
Chop, stab and pick!
Lu Weiyun practiced for a whole year, and practiced chop, stab and pick boringly!
Now, Lu Weiyun danced with the sword, full of momentum, and each sword could produce amazing power.
Swish!
Lu Weiyun chopped a huge rock in front of him with a sword, and the rock was split in half like tofu.
Lu Weiyun has practiced the four basic sword moves to perfection, and even broke free from the restraints.
"Begin practicing the first move of Celestial Sword Technique, Move!"
The scene of Yun Jiangxue teaching him in person emerged in Lu Weiyun's mind, and he began to dance with his long sword.
At the beginning, Lu Weiyun's movements were still obscure and clumsy, but compared with before, his sword technique was much smoother, without any obstruction, and he had a sense of pleasure that came naturally.
Lu Weiyun began to practice hard.
Seven years passed in the blink of an eye.
Lu Weiyun danced with the sword faster and faster, and his movements were free and easy. Suddenly, he swung his long sword, and the sword light was as agile as a snake. Then he stabbed with a sword and pierced a hole in a huge rock in front of him.
Lu Weiyun put away his sword and stood still, his face showing surprise.
In seven years, he actually practiced the first move of Celestial Sword Technique.
You know, this sword technique is comparable to the top-grade human-level martial arts. With his talent, he should not be able to practice it.
Lu Weiyun was even prepared to spend these ten years to practice the first move.
"Maybe it's because of the master's personal teaching!"
Lu Weiyun took a deep breath and continued to practice the second move "Undispersed".
Swinging the sword one by one, Lu Weiyun gradually became proficient from the initial awkwardness.
Twelve years passed.
The sword light swung by Lu Weiyun was like clouds in the sky, which quickly shrank, condensed into a point, and pierced through.
A huge rock in front of him was hit with a hole, and then it suddenly exploded, turning into pieces of rubble and scattered around.
"I actually practiced the second move!"
Lu Weiyun showed a happy look on his face.
Twenty years of hard practice, practicing two moves of Tianxiang Sword Technique far exceeded Lu Weiyun's expectations.
After coming out of the pagoda space, Lu Weiyun went to the dining hall to have dinner.
"Tomorrow, the Imperial Dao Sect will bring three new disciples to our Qingyun Sect for training. I heard that they have recruited a genius with a sixth-grade bloodline, who has opened seven spiritual orifices in one and a half months!"
"Among our new disciples, Yang Rong and Zhao Yi are the most talented, but they have only opened six spiritual orifices!"
"This time, our Qingyun Sect will lose again!"
During the chat, many disciples looked gloomy.
The development of a sect needs genius to drive it. In recent years, no disciple of Qingyun Sect has been able to win the first place in a large-scale competition. Naturally, the major families will send their clansmen to the other three major sects.
Qingyun Sect has only recruited Qin Mizhen, a sixth-grade bloodline, in recent years, while the other three major sects can recruit one or two sixth-grade bloodline disciples almost every year.
Lu Weiyun listened carefully from the side. After finishing his meal, he was about to get up when a hand pressed him down.
Lu Weiyun looked up and saw a boy of about seventeen years old. He had a stern face and sharp features. There was a man and a woman standing beside him.
Before Lu Weiyun could speak, the boy interrupted him and said, "I am Zhao Yi. You should have an impression of me!"
Lu Weiyun nodded and said, "I know you, a genius with fifth-grade blood. What do you want from me?"
Zhao Yi looked at Lu Weiyun for a long time before saying, "I am just here to advise you to stay away from Her Highness the Saint. If possible, take the initiative to terminate the master-disciple relationship with Her Highness the Saint!"