Immortality Martial Arts: Starting from the Sword Drawing Technique

"One day of hard training has only made 2% of the cultivation progress. The difficulty has more than doubled. If this continues, it will take at least a month and a half to reach the third level..."

At night, Lin Bei was lying on the bed, looking at the attribute panel, the skill column, and the sword drawing skill training progress was stuck at 2% of the 2nd level.

Obviously, as the level of proficiency increases, the speed of cultivation also begins to slow down.

After practicing for a whole day, he only made 2% progress, which made Lin Bei a little frustrated.

"Martial arts cultivation requires step-by-step progress. One step at a time is the way to go. It would be weird if you could soar to the sky easily."

After closing his eyes and being silent for a moment, he quickly adjusted his mentality. It was just a matter of spending more time, no big deal.

…

Hear the chickens dancing and rest at sunset.

Living in another world, Lin Bei's schedule is stable.

Apart from practicing swordsmanship and working up the energy and blood, there are only three meals a day and almost no extra entertainment activities.

He is like a never-ending training machine, tireless, without complaints, and completely immersed in it.

The years passed quietly.

One day.

Name: Lin Bei (14 years old)

Lifespan: 61

Potential: 1

Kung Fu: Sword Drawing Technique (Thousands of Refinements in Level 3 1%)

"Twenty-eight days in a month! Thirteen days longer than expected!"

Lin Bei exhaled a thick breath, his eyes complex.

"I didn't expect that there would be a checkpoint at the end, and although the practice progress was stable at 2% a day most of the time, and even surpassed it on a few days, it still dropped off part of the time."

"Sure enough, plans can never keep up with changes. Even if I am in a state of cultivation with almost zero social interaction, I still cannot completely eliminate interference from external factors."

"Humans are not machines after all..."

"Perhaps, even machines may malfunction sometimes, or there may be power outages..."

Based on the previous progress of practicing to the second level and entering the palace, Lin Bei originally thought that it would be similar to the third level, with a deviation of three or two days at most.

But I didn’t expect that this time it was actually a full thirteen days off!

Part of the reason is the interference of trivial things in life, and part of the reason is the level.

That’s right, levels!

When he reached the second level of cultivation and entered the palace, Lin Bei didn't encounter any obstacles at all.

Of course, he may have encountered it, but the level was too weak, causing him to easily break through without even feeling it.

But this time, Lin Bei encountered a hurdle that kept him stuck for seven or eight days!

"Maybe it's a question of qualifications?"

Lin Bei thought for a long time and came up with some guesses.

From the first glimpse of the door in the first stage to the entry into the second stage, it was expected to take half a month, but in the end it was only about a day.

Lin Bei has the following analysis.

First, it is natural qualifications.

From the first glimpse of the door to the entrance into the room, it belongs to the earliest stage of cultivation, and the qualification requirements are not too high.

Second, it’s morale!

That's right, it's like two armies at war, one strong force, then weakened, and three times exhausted.

Half a month of hard training, gritting one's teeth and mustering up all the strength, will pass quickly, without even needing to stop in the middle.

However, as time goes by, for example, this time it took one and a half months to practice, the process becomes extremely long and boring, and the whole person will naturally become bored and slack.

This is a kind of unconscious relaxation. Even if you give yourself chicken blood every day, you still cannot avoid it.

“It’s hard to keep your body and mind in peak condition every day by practicing hard. This is unavoidable!”

Lin Bei shook his head, he really couldn't think of any solution.

Human nature is like this, what can be done about it!

For example, just like a worker screwing screws in a factory, even if he has a target reward of salary every month, he can't be full of passion all day long after working boringly day after day and year after year.

Lin Bei did not intend to go against his own humanity. High-pressure methods would inevitably be resisted. There was no point in forcing himself, and it might even be counterproductive.

"It would be great if I could improve my physical qualifications..."

Lin Bei felt that he might start from the aspect of talent.

If your talent is high, your proficiency progress should also increase, right?

But, how to improve talent qualifications?

"A treasure from heaven and earth? That thing must be very expensive! I'm worth less than twenty taels of silver now, so there's a good chance I can't afford it."

"Martial arts skills? What kind of magic skills can you use to improve your qualifications? I can't afford it! I can't afford it!"

Lin Bei rubbed his forehead and felt a headache.

"Forget it, I'm so poor and can't do anything."

"It's better to slow down your cultivation progress first. When your strength increases, you will naturally be able to make money."

“And with money, whether it’s treasures from heaven, earth, or treasures, or secrets on martial arts, it’s all a matter of course!”

"It's decided, I'm going to stay here for another half year!"

It took a full two months to practice "The Art of Drawing a Sword" from the second level of practicing in the classroom to the third level.

Based on this calculation, a conservative estimate would take at least four months from the third liver level to the fourth level.

Four whole months!

Taking into account the laziness caused by the extremely long and boring training, as well as the various trivial matters in life that may occur along the way.

Lin Bei feels that the next breakthrough will take at least five months to start.

Maybe it will take half a year!

"It's been too long until the next breakthrough..."

The estimated time shocked Lin Bei.

Thinking that it would take a full six months of hard work to break through to the next level, Lin Bei felt a huge toothache.

"It's better to go out for a walk and get some information by the way. Just think of it as adjusting your mentality."

Information is very important everywhere.

Even those who practice hard behind closed doors like Lin Bei will still pay attention to something from time to time.

I looked up at the sky. The sun was setting in the west, and the remaining light of the setting sun was still there. The sky was dyed with a magnificent glow, which was beautiful.

At this time, there is still some time before dinner.

He took the valuables with him, picked up the sword, and walked out the door.

After walking through the dark and narrow alleys, Lin Bei no longer felt nervous and scared, and felt much more confident in himself.

This confidence comes from the improvement of one's own strength!

"The Art of Drawing Swords" has reached the third level and has been refined over time. Although his swordsmanship is not exquisite, it is by no means the last in this outer city of Changsheng Town.

After passing through alleys and twisting and turning, we finally stopped not far from the main street.

There were noisy sounds in the distance, which seemed like arguments and fights, but Lin Bei could tell that there was no malice in them.

"These old guys are really free..."

He shook his head slightly enviously and kept walking.

Walking out of the alley, the view suddenly widened, and an open space as big as two basketball courts came into view.

In the center of the venue, a large banyan tree with several people hugging it rises from the ground. It is as high as three or four stories, with lush branches and leaves, and pavilions like a canopy.

Under the big banyan tree, there are several chessboards, with black and white chess pieces scattered in random directions.

On each chessboard there are two old men sitting opposite each other, playing chess.

It's just the sitting posture... that needs complimenting.

Some had their feet spread out, and some had their legs crossed. In short, they did not have the graceful posture of a chess player.

Not only that, they also quarreled, yelled, and became red-faced after arguing over one or two children, and almost got into a fight.

Most of the onlookers were old men, with the occasional one or two middle-aged men waving cattail leaf fans or holding tea bowls, pointing at the chess players without any sense of watching the chess game without saying a word.

"Sure enough, there are retired old men everywhere in the world."

Looking at these old men, Lin Bei touched his chin.

"Well, I'm already over ten years old. I can't be so childish anymore. It's still too early for mature men to dress like that, but it's still necessary to integrate into a mature atmosphere in advance."

As he spoke, he held his head high and strode forward, blending into the crowd.