The Heartthrob System cultivates brotherhood online

At the hour of Mao on the second day, Feng Jinqing called Ling Si to practice swordplay.

Ling Si had been meditating all night and was in good spirits. The eldest senior brother asked him to watch from the side while he practiced a set of basic sword techniques.

There was a peach tree in the courtyard of the side hall, and it was in bloom. Feng Jinqing's sword energy would occasionally shake the branches, and the pink petals would fall down. Some of them fell on the silver-white sword tip, and were crushed by the sword energy, splashing juice. Some of them surrounded the man holding the sword, and contrasted with the green robe.

Ling Si stared at Feng Jinqing without blinking, observing his footwork, sword energy, how he turned around, and how he stabbed with the sword.

After a quarter of an hour, Feng Jinqing stopped and said calmly, "Do you understand, Junior Brother?"

"I understand." Ling Si nodded, took out his iron sword, and began to imitate.

If someone saw the attitude of these two people teaching and learning, I'm afraid they would say "one dares to teach and the other dares to learn". Not to mention that Feng Jinqing is the eldest brother, with blue indigo spiritual roots, extremely high comprehension, and can learn sword techniques after just one try. But Ling Si is a new disciple, and the other party not only demonstrated it once, but also asked Ling Si to replicate it immediately.

Feng Jinqing taught according to his own standards, and Ling Si just happened to meet his standards and could understand what he was doing.

Neither of them realized anything was wrong.

Feng Jinqing discovered that Ling Si could replicate his swordsmanship perfectly, even down to some of his little habits. It was exactly the same, just a little strange.

It’s like the other party is not remembering the sword technique itself, but how he did it.

After Ling Si finished practicing swordsmanship, Feng Jinqing commented: "You practiced very well, but there is no spirit, it seems like you copied the homework."

"You have mastered it, but you have not comprehended it. Sword practice requires the unity of man and sword."

Ling Si looked puzzled: "What does it mean to understand?"

"When you can drive the sword with your heart." Feng Jinqing saw Ling Si falling behind by a few steps, stopped to wait for him, and said something ambiguous.

Careful?

Ling Si is confused. Is it because he is not a real human being and cannot truly understand human emotions and thinking?

Feng Jinqing comforted him: "Don't worry, you are just getting started, and there is still a lot to learn."

After walking for a while, Feng Jinqing suddenly asked, "Are you hungry?"

Ling Si was about to shake his head when he suddenly remembered that his cultivation was not yet at the foundation building stage, so he would naturally be hungry, so he nodded: "Hungry."

Ling Si said this word expressionlessly, and Feng Jinqing actually saw a little cuteness and grievance in him.

Feng Jinqing: "Sorry, there is no place to cook on the main peak. If you want to eat, you need to go to the outer gate."

"Morning lessons start at 9:00 pm, don't be late."

Although Feng Jinqing had already started fasting, he still went with Ling Si in order to guide him. He was originally planning to leave after sending him off, but his junior fellow apprentice stopped him.

"Big Brother, don't you want to eat?"

People who practice Taoism naturally eat spiritual grains and spiritual beasts. They have eliminated worldly desires, so the food is not that great, but it is enough to fill the stomach.

Feng Jinqing somehow saw the expectation in Ling Si's eyes and sat down at the table.

He thought that Ling Si, who was used to the mundane food, would not be able to eat the light meals of immortal cultivators, but he didn't expect that he saw him eating with relish, or at least seemed interested.

Feng Jinqing took a mouthful of the porridge with a little shredded meat added to it, but didn't taste anything.

He came to Canglan Sect a hundred years earlier, and the food at that time was also like this, with less salt and less oil. Fortunately, he was able to fast within less than a year.

"Ling Si, wait for me later, let's go to morning class together." Lin Ruozhu brought the food and sat next to Ling Si, then called out "Senior Brother".

Feng Jinqing nodded slightly and said to Ling Si: "Then I won't take you there. It's better for you to go with a fellow apprentice you know."

Ling Si wanted to give it to him, but he refused and turned back to continue eating.

"It tastes so bad." Lin Ruozhu drank a mouthful of rice porridge, stuck out her tongue, and showed disgust. "It turns out that cultivating immortals still requires suffering."

He looked at Ling Si eating with gusto and couldn't help but wonder, "Is yours really that delicious?"

He leaned over, Ling Si slightly moved the bowl away, staring at him: "It's all the same."

Lin Ruozhu smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to be so protective of your food."

Weirdly cute.

He pushed the spirit beast meat that he had never eaten to Ling Si: "You can eat mine, I don't like it."

Ling Si glanced at the bowl, then looked at him, making sure that the other party was not joking, and moved the bowl in front of himself.

He remembered Lin Ruozhu talking about the limit of being full, and he was not full now.

Immortal cultivators do not care about food, so each person is limited to one portion of food. It was for this reason that Feng Jinqing was held back just now, but the other party ate it all in accordance with the principle of not wasting food.

If Lin Ruozhu gave him her meat, he would no longer mind Lin Ruozhu's noise.

Ling Si discovered that humans can easily become addicted to some things. For example, he would want to eat a second meal after his first one, even if he had already gone on a fast.

Lin Ruozhu asked: "Are you full?"

Ling Si put down his chopsticks, put away the bowl and put it in the designated place, "I'm full."

"Shall we go to morning class then?"

Ling Si nodded.

Lin Ruozhu's mouth curled up. Sure enough, she didn't reject me anymore. It turned out that she liked eating.

After an hour's class, Ling Si felt that he might have reached the threshold of enlightenment and prepared to go back to meditate.

Lin Ruozhu called him and leaned close to him to whisper, looking quite mysterious: "Come with me, I'll take you to a good place."

Ling Si refused: "No, I still have to practice sword skills."

"me and you togather."

"I'm going back to the main peak."

Lin Ruozhu was a little angry. He had only been praised by people all his life, but he didn't expect that he would be rejected by others.

Lin Ruozhu couldn't bring herself to show off her shame, so she said angrily, "You can go if you want."

Ling Si looked at his angry back, not knowing why his expression suddenly turned ugly, so he attributed it to the fact that Lin Ruozhu was still young and inevitably had unstable emotions.

When I returned to the main peak, I didn't expect Feng Jinqing was still there practicing sword skills as if no one was around. There were simple patterns on the back of the sword, which carried a sense of antiquity.

Seeing Ling Si, Feng Jinqing stood up straight, "How was your class this morning?"

"not bad."

Feng Jinqing noticed that Ling Si's eyes fell on his sword again, and he handed the sword to him directly. In the young man's puzzled look, he said: "You can try it."

"After you build your foundation, you will have the opportunity to go to Jianshan to choose a sword. At that time, you will have your own natal sword."

Since it is Feng Jinqing's natal sword, Ling Si cannot take it: "Thank you, Senior Brother, but I won't take it."

"Are you afraid it will reject you?"

Feng Jinqing flicked the sword lightly: "Be good."

The sword, which had been making a roaring sound when approaching Ling Si, immediately became quiet.

Ling Si was reluctant to refuse, so he took it carefully and held the hilt, which still had the body temperature of its previous owner. Ling Si's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he performed the moves Feng Jinqing had just used, in full.

Feng Jinqing could not hide the admiration in his eyes. He originally thought that Ling Si had just arrived, but now it seemed that the other party had watched his entire show.

"According to Junior Brother's progress, once Master comes out of retreat, you can go to the library and choose a technique that suits you."

Ling Si held the sword in both hands and handed it back to the senior brother, his eyes calm: "Senior brother, you are too kind."

He turned the topic to Master Xuanlan: "I wonder... when Master will come out of retreat."

Feng Jinqing: "Master has some small insights this time. He said it won't take too long, maybe half a year at the shortest and no more than a year at the longest."

"Besides, Master had been in seclusion for more than half a year before you started, so he should be out soon."