"Um"

The old man surnamed Zhang nodded firmly. Although Mo Linfeng controlled the sword to fly in the air for the first time before, and he happily made many flashy and unrealistic moves, it was after all that he learned to control it for the first time, and it was not impossible to show off.

Those who do not know are innocent, let alone acts without intention.

The old man surnamed Zhang stopped criticism in time because he was afraid that the muscles would have memories. Therefore, when Mo Linfeng used this method to perform similar attacks again, he would unconsciously guide his fingers to make unnecessary movements.

For spiritual practice, any extra move may be fatal. If you want to achieve the effect of surprise and defeating the enemy with one move, you must change this bad habit.

Fortunately, Mo Linfeng did not adapt to it for too long, so he was stopped by the old man surnamed Zhang, and he could not reach the amount of muscle memory at all.

Originally, the old man surnamed Zhang left enough time to allow Mo Linfeng, who had finally controlled the pocket sword, to adapt well. Unfortunately, human calculations were not as good as God's calculations. Unexpectedly, Mo Linfeng actually committed such a taboo.

The timely stopping did not cause any major disaster.

When he agreed to Mo Linfeng, as long as he could find the source of control and let his body circle freely in the air, he would give him the skill of perceiving attacks. He had done it, and there was no need to continue looking for excuses.

Finding a source of perception and allowing the body to float is an excuse. The real purpose is actually to allow him to understand the core of controlling the floating of weapons.

Although the process was tortuous and he had to come out to guide him in the end, he still did not waste much time. From being unfamiliar to being able to control the circling of the sword, the whole process lasted quite short.

It is enough to show how powerful Mo Linfeng has in controlling the operation strength, which is enough to show that Mo Linfeng is very suitable for this path.

That's why the old man surnamed Zhang decided to teach Mo Linfeng these skills.

"You try now to see if you can control the sword I gave you smoothly in the air. If you can do it, you will master the methods I will teach you very quickly. If you can't do it, it doesn't matter. You still need to practice hard in the future."

The old man surnamed Zhang simply told Mo Linfeng that he would pass on his skills regardless of whether he could do it or not, which was equivalent to giving him a reassurance.

Mo Linfeng released his perception without hesitation. Threads of thin silk wrapped around the small sword and slowly floated into the air. Although it looked shaky and unstable, at least there were no other actions that were too fancy.

This was just the second time that Mo Linfeng had been able to control the small sword smoothly without any unnecessary movements, which showed how terrifying the growth was.

Even though Mo Linfeng had not mastered it, he had tried countless times before but failed, every failure benefited a lot. With continuous accumulation, his mental power was greatly improved, which was inseparable from the balance of his current ability to control the small sword so quickly.

The most rare thing is not how many failures you have experienced, but what experience can be learned from these failures, constantly summarizing and improving, and making changes. When you are truly successful, you will find that these experiences are of great help to you.

The so-called failure is the mother of success, probably this is the saying.

Mo Linfeng was extremely focused and tried not to swing the small sword too much, which affected the stability. Once the item lost balance in the air, it must be maintained through movement.

After all, the stability of the force field around the small sword has been destroyed. If you want to restore it, you either increase the perception output or let the small sword swim in the air.

These are the experiences obtained by Mo Linfeng through failure over and over again, so when he successfully made the little sword fly up, the force field loses stability due to the uneven perception application, and the little sword has to be turned over.

Unexpectedly, the most reasonable action he thought had made the old man surnamed Zhang very dissatisfied.

Mo Linfeng stared at the rising sword with all his concentration, slowly moving towards one side of his body, and quietly stopped beside him.

"It's really slow. How can you face your enemies in the future with such speed? I guess you'll have died before you can take action. Remember, what you pay most attention to innate cultivation is not only stability, but also speed."

As soon as the words fell, the old man surnamed Zhang stood up and left the pavilion.

After turning his palm, he felt a golden feeling, wrapped around the pavilion and floated forward quickly, like a horse galloping on the grassland.

Such a giant figure, with strange marks, defended directly towards the tree that was not far away, and in the blink of an eye, the patterns of the tree became messy, and soon lost nutrients and vitality.

"Remember, I let you control the sword to fly into the air smoothly, not to prevent it from moving, but to think about whether to attack before taking action, and also to consider whether to use your next move if you don't succeed..." The old man surnamed Zhang said slowly.

"Ganxiu does not have the so-called strongest killer moves, only purely uses everything that can be used around us. We Ganxiu not only need to control weapon attacks, but also control people to attack for you. You still can't understand these things."

"What you can do now is to speed up the sword, and at the same time control the sword to reach the target smoothly... You will find your near-term goal..." The old man surnamed Zhang searched for a while. "Just this one, when can it pierce him, it will still be over."

Mo Linfeng glanced at the tree that the old man surnamed Zhang pointed at. It was not much thicker than the one that the old man surnamed Zhang attacked just now. It should not be difficult to pierce such a tree with the sharp little sword in his hand.

Putting away the small sword that was still shaking in the air, Mo Linfeng activated his perception again, and urged the small sword to quickly blast towards the tree.

I originally thought it was very simple to succeed, but I didn't expect that when I was about to reach the trunk, an unstable situation suddenly occurred in a certain place, causing the sword that had been stabbed straight and hit the trunk.

There were no traces of the tree trunk, nor did it appear as Mo Linfeng expected.

"I finally know the difficulty of this process. It is not the problem of whether the prick or not to pierce the torso, but the problem of whether the various action points around the small sword are stable. As long as there is a slight deviation, it will change the direction of the sword."

Having a clue and having the motivation to repeat it, Mo Linfeng began to try it over and over again without any fatigue, as if he never felt tired.

With just a cup of tea, Mo Linfeng had repeated this action for no less than a hundred times, but no success could be achieved once. Either the deviation or the uneven force was changed to the pointing of the small sword in the middle.

In short, if there is no problem here, there will be problems there.

But Mo Linfeng did not lose confidence because of this and was still trying. As long as he failed, he immediately started again, and he worked very hard...
Chapter completed!