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As the days passed by, six months later, Bailing's swordsmanship became more and more exquisite.
During the day, she practiced swordplay for several hours, her clothes soaked with sweat, but her gaze remained steadfast.
At night, she practiced sword moves repeatedly under the moonlight until every movement reached near-perfection.
Her figure appeared even lonelier in the moonlight, but her heart never felt lonely because she knew that all of this was for a greater purpose.
One night, as she practiced swordplay again in the moonlight, the wound on her hand split open once more, and fresh blood seeped out, staining the hilt of the sword.
She stopped and gently wiped away the blood, then took out ointment from her waist and carefully applied it to the wound.
"Ling'er, your perseverance makes me proud," a deep voice drifted in the night breeze, it was Second Senior Brother Wu Pu.
Bei Lin'er turned around and smiled slightly at Wu Pu second senior brother, "Senior brother, it is your guidance that has enabled me to persist until now."
Wu Pu second senior brother approached, his eyes filled with admiration, "Your progress has far exceeded my expectations. Your sword is no longer just a weapon, but an extension of your will."
Bei Lin'er nodded. She knew she still had a long way to go, but she also knew she was no longer the carefree princess in the palace. She was Bei Lin'er, a swordsman, and also a healer.
On a summer night, as the temperature gradually cools, Bei Lin'er's passion burns as fiercely as ever. She knows that every drop of sweat, every moment of pain, is proof of her progress.
Therefore, she will not stop, nor will she give up any opportunity for growth.
Grandma quietly watched from the side, her heart filled with complex emotions. She felt proud of Bei Lin'er's strength, but at the same time, she felt heartbroken for her pain.
During a late-night training session, Bei Lin'er was alone in the martial arts field. The moonlight shone like water, casting mottled shadows on her white veil. Her sword danced like a shooting star across the night sky, swift and precise.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, lifting the fallen leaves on the ground. Bei Lin'er's eyes instantly became sharp, and her sword followed the dance of the leaves, striking with precision, not a single one missing.
At this moment, Wu Pu's figure appeared in the shadows. He quietly watched this scene, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
He didn't disturb, just silently felt gratified for Bei Lin'er's progress in his heart.
As time passed, Bei Lin'er's swordsmanship became more and more mature, and her position in Benevolent Pavilion also gradually improved.
She is not only a healer, but also a warrior who can protect her companions with a sword.
Bei Lin'er spent a year in the branch of Benevolent Pavilion accompanied by an old lady. In a bright and spacious room at Benevolent Pavilion, sunlight streamed in through the windows, casting its warmth on Bei Lin'er.
Her face was covered by a thin layer of white gauze, revealing only a pair of clear, watery eyes.
These eyes, having experienced vicissitudes, still maintain a sense of purity and determination.
In one corner of the room, there are rows of neatly arranged medicine cabinets, and the scent of medicine blends with the woody fragrance, permeating the air.
Bei Lin'er stands in front of the medicine cabinet, holding a thick medical book in hand, and is engrossed in studying it.
Her fingertips gently slid across the pages, carefully savoring every word and illustration.
Wei Fei, a beautiful and elegant woman, walked into the room and saw Ling'er so focused. She couldn't help but smile slightly and asked softly, "Ling'er, any new discoveries in today's study?"
Bei Lin'er looked up, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes, then responded with a faint smile: " Sister Fei, today in the 'Compendium of Materia Medica,' I found a rare herb that can promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis, with remarkable therapeutic effects for internal injuries."
Wei Fei approached and leaned over to examine the medical book, a hint of professional curiosity showing in her expression: "Oh? That's a great find. But how do you plan to apply this herb?"
Bei Lin'er Closed the book, with a pensive gleam in her eyes: "I plan to combine it with several other medicinal herbs to make a poultice. This might better bring out its effectiveness."
Wei Fei nodded in approval: "Your ideas are always so unique. However, besides medical skills, you must not neglect your swordsmanship. Remember, as a healer, the art of self-preservation is equally important."
Bei Lin'er's eyes revealed a hint of determination as she gently set down her medical book and walked towards the weapon rack on the other side of the room.
She reached for a sword, its slender body gleaming with a cold, sharp edge. Her grip on the sword was steady and natural, indicating a considerable level of skill.
She has improved a lot compared to a year ago when she couldn't even hold a long sword properly.
Second Brother Wu Pu, a tall and imposing man, walked in from outside. His gaze fell on Bei Lin'er, with a hint of admiration in his eyes. " Bei Lin'er, your swordsmanship has improved significantly. Today, I will personally guide you and see how your half-year of training has paid off."
Bei Lin'er bowed to Wu Pu and a hint of solemnity flashed in his eyes: "Thank you, Senior Wu."
The two of them arrived at the backyard of Benevolent Pavilion, which was a spacious martial arts training ground surrounded by various medicinal herbs. The mixture of herbal fragrance and sweat made the place particularly vibrant.
Wu Pu pulled out the wooden sword from his waist and remained composed: "Come, attack me, treat me as your enemy."
Bei Lin'er nodded, her eyes instantly becoming sharp, and with a swift movement, she darted like a swallow skimming the water, pointing her sword directly at Wu Pu.
Her every step seems to be calculated just right, and her swordsmanship reveals a sense of agility and subtlety.
Wu Pu gave a slight smile, and with a gentle block of his wooden sword, he neutralized Bei Lin'er's attack.
His movements may seem simple, but they contain profound inner strength. Every block is perfectly executed, without wasting any energy and leaving no opportunity for the opponent. "Good, come again!" Wu Pu's voice carried encouragement.
Bei Lin'er bit her lip, knowing that her swordsmanship still had room for improvement compared to Wu Pu, but this didn't discourage her.
She adjusted her breathing and launched another attack, this time with even more fierce swordplay, each strike aimed at Wu Pu's vital points.
Wu Pu flashed a hint of surprise in his eyes. He hadn't expected Bei Lin'er to progress so quickly in such a short time. He had to quicken his own pace to keep up with Bei Lin'er's increasingly sharp sword moves.
The two of them sparred on the martial arts field, exchanging sword shadows and producing crisp collision sounds.
Bei Lin'er's swordsmanship may not be as good as Wu Pu, but every one of her attacks seems very bold, and every time she retreats, she appears extremely calm.
As time passes, tiny beads of sweat appear on Bei Lin'er's forehead, but her gaze remains firm, and her swordsmanship remains steady.
Every one of her attacks was probing Wu Pu's baseline, while every retreat was building up strength for the next move.
Finally, after a brilliant exchange, Bei Lin'er found a flaw in Wu Pu's defense and her sword gently touched Wu Pu's chest.
Wu Pu Stopping the wooden sword in his hand, he showed a satisfied smile on his face: "Not bad, you have already mastered the essence of swordsmanship."
Bei Lin'er She sheathed her sword and stood there, breathing slightly, but her eyes were full of joy: "Thank you for your guidance and generosity, senior brother."
Wu Pu nodded, his gaze turning to the distant herb garden. "Your swordsmanship has improved, but remember, swordsmanship, like medical skills, requires constant improvement. Only through continuous practice can you establish yourself in this martial world."
Bei Lin'er watched Wu Pu's figure, filled with gratitude in her heart.
She knew that both medical skills and swordsmanship would be important skills for her survival in this complex world. And today, she took a big step towards that revenge target.
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