Chapter 269: A Serious Problem (I)
Translator: Storm in a Teacup
Long and s.h.i.+ didnât treasure the poisonous insect, nor would they worry about it.
Therefore, Ouyang left with the insect soon.
Long and s.h.i.+ continued to eat breakfast.
After breakfast, s.h.i.+ thought for a while and said, âNow that something has happened to Mr. Song, I need to go to his mansion to make some arrangements and meet other officials here.â
Long nodded. âYes, youâre right. Go ahead.â
s.h.i.+ glanced at him. âAre you not going?â
âNo, Iâm not. I donât think I need to meet those officials,â Long said.
s.h.i.+ didnât try to persuade him and nodded. âAll right, will you stay at home?â
âWell, Iâll just stay here.â Long didnât plan to go out.
s.h.i.+ left with a few Shadow Guardians, while Long went back to his room to improve his internal strength.
Long focused on practice and it was already three hours later when he opened his eyes again. Then, Long stood up and felt it.
Long knew that practicing internal strength is beneficial to his body.
He felt that his energy was inexhaustible, which made him very satisfied.
He thought he could also practice swordsmans.h.i.+p or something else.
Long did it immediately. He ordered a Shadow Guardian to bring him a book about swordsmans.h.i.+p.
In general, swordsmans.h.i.+p should be combined with mental cultivation methods.
Since they were from the imperial palace, finding a book about swordsmans.h.i.+p and mental cultivation methods wouldnât be a problem.
Soon, the Shadow Guardian brought a book, which was very profound.
Long shut himself in the room and began to read. His face darkened when he studied the mental cultivation methods.
It wasnât hard for him to understand the methods based on his memories.
But the problem was⦠even if he knew what that meant, he didnât know how to practice. There was a big gap between theory and practice, wasnât it?
Long felt very depressed. As a modern man in nature, he thought that it was like a book from heaven!
Moreover, the book said that one personâs body could react accordingly when he recited the terms, but Long didnât feel anything at all.
He also tried to control his energy, but still got nothing! Long really didnât understand!
He had lunch and continued to study it. Soon, it was dinner time⦠Sadly, Long found that he didnât even have the ability to cross the threshold!
Long was convinced that he really didnât have any talent for martial arts!
He even couldnât master the mental cultivation methods!
When s.h.i.+ came back, he saw Long was depressed. He raised his eyebrows and said, âWhat happened?â
Long let out a long sigh. âI wanted to learn mental cultivation methods and swordsmans.h.i.+p, but⦠I failed.â
s.h.i.+ was surprised. âFailed? Can you tell me in detail?â
Long blinked and said slowly, âI can memorize the methods, but I failed when I tried to control my energy.â
s.h.i.+ was even more surprised. âCan I take a look?â
âOf course.â Long threw that book to him directly.
s.h.i.+ took it.
s.h.i.+ thought that although it was advanced, it wasnât very difficult.
Especially the first two levels⦠It should be very easy for a novice.
s.h.i.+ had his own unique methods, but he could still guide Long, so he said, âI will guide you to control your energy.â
Long nodded. âOkay.â
s.h.i.+ taught very seriously, butâ¦
Half an hour later, he asked, âDo you feel it?â
Long shook his head blankly. âWhat should I feel?â
s.h.i.+ was disappointed.
After a while, s.h.i.+ said, âActually, the training of mental cultivation methods is the same as that of internal strengthâ¦â
Speaking of internal strength, Long practiced much slower than other people, but at least he had started.
So, the mental cultivation methods shouldnât be that hard for him.
âReally? Is it the same?â Long tried again and found that it was completely different.
s.h.i.+ didnât know what to do. He had taught Long step by step, but Long still couldnât master it, so s.h.i.+ felt helpless.
He didnât think he was a good teacher, because he couldnât teach a student according to his ability.
Long curled his lips. âAll right, Qingzhou, donât blame yourself. I know Iâm stupid.â
âDonât say that,â s.h.i.+ said disapprovingly, âItâs all about talent. It has nothing to do with your intelligence. In addition, every person has his strong points. How can you say you are stupid?â
s.h.i.+ tried to comfort Long seriously, which made Long feel relieved.
âQingzhouâ¦â
s.h.i.+ smiled. âYou havenât had dinner, right?â
âNot yet.â Long looked at s.h.i.+ like a poor kid.
s.h.i.+ laughed. âThen letâs have dinner.â
âMhmm.â Long nodded immediately.
Long took s.h.i.+âs hand and walked to the dining table. After sitting down, Long raised s.h.i.+âs hand to his lips and kissed it. When he was about to say some sweet words, he suddenly paused and sniffed at s.h.i.+âs hand.
s.h.i.+ calmly pulled back his hand. âWhat are you doing?â
Long hesitated and blinked. Then, he said, âI think Iâve smelt blood⦠Qingzhou, are you injured?â
While speaking, Long became very nervous and checked s.h.i.+âs body carefully.
Seeing that there were no injuries on his body, Long was relieved. âQingzhou, you are not injured?â
âNo,â s.h.i.+ said calmly.
Long was a little confused. âBut I think Iâve smelt blood. Was I wrong?â
âNo.â s.h.i.+âs voice became colder. âI killed two ungrateful officials in public.â