After breakfast, Roland went to the iron shed and began to practice basic sword skills. After a while, several friends came over one after another.
When they saw Roland and came over to say hello, they were pulled over by Qi Shaoqiu and lined up to practice stance first. This is the basic skill of almost all traditional martial arts and cannot be avoided even when practicing Miao Dao.
Roland saw them standing in the village with trembling legs and frowning faces, and he immediately laughed.
When practicing Sanda, he had gone through this hard experience. He would stretch the muscles first, then stand, and then learn the postures.
After standing there for half an hour, Shuke and others' legs were as weak as noodles. After Qi Shaoqiu asked them to rest, the five of them almost collapsed on the ground.
Shuke, in particular, was probably the most miserable because he paid too much public food. He almost fell to the ground and was dragged to sit on a cement bench next to him by Li Lin and Brazil.
"Aren't you a melee professional?" Roland walked up to them with a long wooden sword on his shoulder and said with a smile, "How come your physique is worse than mine."
The five people looked at Roland and raised their middle fingers in displeasure, but their movements were weak and lacked any momentum.
At this time, Qi Shaoqiu came over and said: "They performed well during their first training. Better than most people."
Shuke and others' faces became a little better.
Roland sat down and laughed and chatted with them.
After resting for a while, Shuke and others continued to practice basic skills, such as squatting, moving laterally and so on.
Luo Lan and Qi Shaoqiu began to discuss with each other.
For a time, the two people under the greenhouse were fighting fiercely, fighting each other, retreating and dodging, etc., with rapid and powerful movements, causing the sound of wood hitting wood and the sound of shoe soles scraping against the cement floor.
Shu Ke and others looked on with interest, but also quite surprised.
They have all learned basic melee techniques in the game and have experienced a lot of battles, so it can be seen naturally. The fighting qualities and skills displayed by the two of them when they competed.
"It seems that this swordsmanship hall does have something." Shuke smiled and said tiredly.
Others take it for granted.
At noon, everyone in F6 separated and went back to their homes.
Roland returned home, had lunch, and searched for information on the Internet.
Although it is still about half a year before local ancestor worship, Roland feels that something similar may be found in places like temples or Taoist temples.
So he wanted to check to see if there were any famous religious sites nearby.
As a result, after searching again and again, I found that local Buddhism was not popular, Taoism was not prosperous... let alone any foreign religions.
The only one that is relatively famous is the Mazu Dojo in the neighboring province. Even if you take the high-speed train to get there, it takes three or four hours.
After going there and back, plus the time wasted looking for the dojo, I probably won't be able to get back in time at night.
Roland was not willing to do this.
The last time he entered the game two hours late, he felt that he had lost 100 million yuan. If he could not enter the game for one night, he felt that half of his life would be lost.
And the most important thing is, even if you find that kind of energy ball, should you suck it or not
It feels like a waste if you don’t smoke it. What if you fall into coma in another province if you smoke it
Thinking of this, he temporarily gave up the idea of leaving the province.
Then he went to the hospital and meditated.
As his mood gradually calmed down, he began to feel many cool breaths swimming in his body.
And the more you calm down, the more you can feel it.
It's just that he can't mobilize these cool breaths for the time being, but as long as he senses these breaths, he feels quite comfortable.
Gradually, all he could think of was the feeling of these breaths flowing slowly through his body, without any interference from external objects.
I don’t know how long it took, but those breaths gradually stopped and stopped moving. Roland withdrew from that comfortable state where he didn't want to move or think, and then turned around to look.
His expression changed drastically.
The orange sunset slanted in from the window, leaving a long red square spot on the ground.
Roland stood up, looked out the window, and then looked at the time.
18:36.
He remembered that he started meditating around 1:00 p.m., which meant that he meditated for about five and a half hours.
He patted his feet...not numb.
Are you really getting started
Just with that energy ball as big as your little finger
Roland sat on the edge of the bed, feeling very complicated, a little happy, but also a little confused.
Now that you’ve started, what’s next
For example, how should these auras be strengthened, and what role can they play
Or, can you use these breaths to do something special
For example, Qinggong, releasing true energy, etc.
After thinking for a while, Roland opened the secret book Xisha gave him, flipped it from front to back, and frowned slightly.
Then he called Xisha.
The phone rang three times before being answered, which was quite fast.
"Well, Roland? What's the matter with calling me?"
Xisha's voice sounded quite happy.
Roland didn't realize that this was the first time he called someone after adding the girl's phone number. He simply replied: "As for Taoist health-preserving techniques, your secret book didn't write down what I should do next after I get started."
"I don't know either." For some reason, Xisha's voice sounded soft on the phone, unlike the usual cold taste: "There are only so many experiences passed down from our ancestors. But I heard Said that if we can find the true descendants of General Qi, maybe we can get the second half."
"Do you know where the descendants of the Qi family are probably?"
"I heard it's in the eastern part of Northern Xinjiang."
I go! Running from the southwest to the northeast means diagonally crossing the entire heaven.
"Let's talk about it later, sorry to bother you." After Roland finished speaking, he was about to hang up the phone.
But Xisha said hurriedly on the phone: "Wait a minute, you will accompany me to the Red Star Sports Goods Store tomorrow. I have to prepare protective gear for your friends."
"Okay, no problem, see you tomorrow."
Xisha's voice seemed to become softer: "Well, okay."
After hanging up the phone, Roland went downstairs to have dinner, then browsed the game forum for about three hours, and then entered the game.
After resting in the manor for a day, Roland hired a carriage and headed towards Esnes City.
Vivian waved at the city gate, and it was only half an hour after Roland's carriage disappeared on the far side of the road that she reluctantly walked back.
For most people in the game world, horse-drawn carriages are the most convenient and comfortable way to travel long distances.
But for modern people like Roland, it is a kind of torture.
It was too slow... and the carriage had no springs and was very bumpy. After two days of service, his butt couldn't bear it. In the end, he had to ask the coachman to slow down the carriage, and then even slower.
Fortunately, he can browse forums and watch videos, which eliminates a lot of boredom.
In addition, he also encountered two groups of bandits on the road, and he used small fireballs to blow up their bones and flesh.
He felt there was no need to hold back against such a thief.
Seeing Roland being so violent, the coachman was frightened half to death. When talking to him, his two sides were always fighting.
After thirteen days of long journey, Roland finally arrived at Esnes City.
This is a special city, well known as the 'Princess' City.
All princesses in the royal family will live in this city for five or six years before getting married.
Looking at the tall and ancient city wall, Roland left a message in the guild system: I'm outside the city gate, where are you