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Text Volume 1: Fan Qi Chapter 4: Qiaoluo Yanbu (Part 1)

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    Pain, burning pain, he forced himself to open his eyes, and the dazzling sunlight shined through the gap in the window and directly onto Liu Yan's pale face. Liu Yan found himself lying on a bed made of bamboo.

    He struggled to move his body, but every time he moved, severe pain would be felt all over his body, making Liu Yan grimace and baring his teeth. Liu Yan's forehead was also covered with fine sweat. Wasn't he dead?  But the pain all over his body told him that he was still alive. For a moment, Liu Yan had thousands of thoughts in his mind.

    "Creak" sound of the house door swaying, and a gray-haired old man stepped into the house. The old man was dressed in white clothes. Although it was a bit tattered, the temperament exuded by the old man was aloof and calm.

    "Old beggar".

    Liu Yan murmured, looking at the old man, Liu Yan was filled with emotions.

    The first time he met the old beggar was beside the bullock cart on the East Street of Suyang County. After school, Liu Yan and his companions discovered the old beggar. At that time, the old beggar was in tatters and his hair was as messy as an autumn ruffle, so everyone thought that he was in tatters.  As the name suggests, the old beggar is just a beggar, so they all hit the old beggar with stones to make fun of him, but the old beggar just lay there, motionless, ignoring the teasing and contempt of his friends around him, so everyone hit him harder.  .

    Unlike his friends, Liu Yan did not deliberately tease the old beggar. Instead, he had a trace of sympathy. Seeing the old beggar lying motionless on the cold stone steps, Liu Yan boldly approached him.  At this time, the old beggar suddenly grabbed Liu Yan's hand. He looked directly at Liu Yan with his turbid eyes, which seemed to be flashing, and held Liu Yan's hand tightly.

    Seeing this, the friends around him thought that the old beggar was about to show off his power, so they left immediately.  Liu Yan was also frightened at this moment. He tried desperately to break free from the old beggar's hand, but he couldn't.

    The old beggar's hands were rough, withered and yellow like the bark of a tree, and had a thick layer of calluses. It hurt Liu Yan's hand to hold it, especially looking into the old beggar's eyes, which made Liu Yan feel cold.  It felt as if I was exposed in front of the old beggar, without any cover.

    Liu Yan, who was immersed in the old beggar's eyes, was suddenly startled. In a hurry, he opened his mouth and bit the old beggar's hand. It was very hard and smelled of loess.  Unexpectedly, with just one bite, the old beggar spat out a mouthful of slightly dark red blood, and then he fainted.

    When Liu Yan saw the old beggar fainted, Liu Yan was frightened. After breaking free, he hurriedly ran home. Liu Yan had just taken three or four steps when he stopped. He looked at the old beggar again. He didn't know why.  , Did you bite the old beggar until he vomited blood?  Perhaps out of pure sympathy, Liu Yan walked to the old beggar again and helped him back to his home.

    After returning home, when he briefly told his father what had happened, his father felt a little sullen, but when he saw the old beggar¡¯s injury, his anger dissipated and was replaced by a solemn look.

    Without saying a word, my father began to feel the old beggar¡¯s pulse. The old beggar¡¯s face was pale and not bloodshot at all.  His father frowned, and Liu Yan went out because he was afraid of disturbing his father.

    In the evening, the door that had been closed finally opened and my father came out. After getting some medicinal materials, my father hurried in again.  After another two or three days, the old beggar also came out. After thanking him, he left.

    Since then, the old beggar has been lying leisurely beside the bullock cart on Dongjie Road.  When Liu Yan was in school, when he passed by, the old beggar would always say hello and occasionally joke. The most unforgettable thing for Liu Yan was that the old beggar would always perform some acrobatics to amuse Liu Yan. It was very mysterious, and then he would take the candied haws in Liu Yan's hand.  Cheated away.  In this way, Liu Yan gradually developed a good impression of the old beggar. Liu Yan regarded the old beggar as his friend and often gave him meals.

    As he was thinking about it, a drop of clear tears fell on Liu Yan¡¯s cheek. Liu Yan was not in love with his son and daughter, nor was he a short-tempered hero. He just acted as he pleased and expressed what he did. He simply expressed the emptiness deep in his heart. This was pure emotion.

    Thinking about the smoke and clouds of the past, plain but peaceful, thinking about the current situation, and nostalgic for the past, Liu Yan felt a different kind of emotion inexplicably surge in his heart, and ripples appeared in his heart.

    "Why is this happening?" Liu Yan's heart was surging, and he could not calm down at all. Liu Yan, who should have grown up under the protection of his parents, was now lying on the bed miserably.

    Why was there war? Why did the war break out so suddenly? Why did the five thousand soldiers stationed in Suyang die suddenly? Why did the Yue soldiers catch themselves? What was the reason for all this?  Liu Yan was even more confused. What was hidden behind all this?

    Seeing that Liu Yan had woken up, the old beggar showed a hint of joy on his face. He walked in and said with a smile: "Little Liu, I didn't realize that you still have such heroic spirit. Not only do you dare to point a knife at someone, but you also risk life and death."  The time was so peaceful, and what I admire the most is that you actually threw the knife and let that sly-looking guy go." When the old beggar said this, the wrinkles on his face relaxed, and he was full of smiles. This was not a contemptuous smile., but a smile of recognition.

    Liu Yan didn't speak, but there was an inexplicable throbbing deep in his heart. It was this feeling, the old beggar's tone of voice, his loose smile, and his non-provocative words, but all of this, produced in Liu Yan's heart  After all the ups and downs, perhaps the old beggar is the only person he can rely on, and he is also the only person who still cares about him like this.

    Liu Yan lay quietly, and the old beggar sat next to Liu Yan. Liu Yan closed his eyes for a long time, slowly opened his eyes, and said to the old beggar in a firm tone: "Old beggar, can you teach me martial arts?  I want to become stronger."

    Liu Yan's tone was firm, and his face was full of perseverance. Only with strength can he save his loved ones, at least not drag others down. Liu Yan didn't want to be an eagle that would hide from the wind and rain under his wings. Liu Yan had secretly decided in his heart  , I must become the strongest person.

    After hearing Liu Yan's words, the old beggar was startled at first, then showed a thoughtful look on his face, and said solemnly: "You were injured very seriously this time. The tall soldier's knife originally hit his head directly.  Later, I arrived in time and used strong wind to deflect the arc of his knife. Even so, I still cut your left arm and broke several bones. If you want to use your true energy, it will be dangerous."

    "I treated your injuries yesterday and found that the bones in your right wrist were also broken. It will be very difficult to learn martial arts." The old beggar also looked regretful. It was obvious that Liu Yan's injury was very serious this time.

    Are the bones in your right hand also broken?  It seemed that he had overestimated his abilities when dealing with the man surnamed Rui. A pale smile appeared at the corner of Liu Yan's mouth.

    "Is there no way?" Liu Yan didn't want to give up. The desire he had never had before finally rose in Liu Yan's heart. All Liu Yan could do was to catch it.

    The old beggar pondered for a while and said in a low voice: "There is no way, but you have to change the method. Your hands cannot use the true energy, but you can gather the energy in the Dantian and then use it on the feet.  Such a martial art, Qiao Luo Yan Bu, is a superior light skill, but the way of training is a bit unique, do you want to learn it?"

    "Well, I'm willing to suffer no matter how hard it is." Liu Yan was very happy and a little excited, but his face was full of determination.

    Seeing Liu Yan¡¯s happy look, the old beggar nodded, stroked his beard and smiled: ¡°Right now, you have to take good care of yourself. I¡¯ll go find some herbal medicine for you and strive for a speedy recovery.¡±

    Liu Yan nodded, but the words of the old beggar kept echoing in his heart,

    "Qiao Luo Yan Bu"

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    Seven days later, with the help of the old beggar¡¯s many herbal medicines, Liu Yan was able to get out of bed, but there was still pain all over his body from time to time, but it was much better than seven days ago.

    At this moment, Liu Yan is concentrating on holding a book bound in blue thread. On the cover are four big black characters "Qiaoluo Yanbu". This is the Qiaoluo Yanbu technique that the old beggar gave Liu Yan. Liu Yan can't do it yet.  To learn martial arts, you should first ponder and comprehend the techniques.

    Liu Yan was very excited after getting it, but after turning the page, he was a little confused. It was very esoteric. What to say, refining Qi, adjusting breathing to push the Qi, so that the Qi in the body is concentrated in the Dantian. Liu Yan had never been exposed to it.  These, coupled with Liu Yan's poor understanding, made him look confused, but Liu Yan was confident that his efforts would always bring him rewards.

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    A month later, on the edge of a cliff shrouded in mist, an old man and a young man were standing. The old man had his hands behind his back, looking particularly calm and otherworldly.  The young man looked at the bottomless cliff with a confused expression, a complicated expression on his face, and a hint of fear.  It was Liu Yan and the old beggar who came here not long ago.

    After a month of hard work, Liu Yan realized the so-called true energy, so the old beggar brought Liu Yan to the edge of the cliff and asked Liu Yan to jump off. Liu Yan was very surprised and wanted to jump off!

    Liu Yan was hesitant in his heart, because the so-called Qiaoluo Yanshou is to gather the true energy under his feet to form a cyclone, so that he can be as light as a swallow.  However, the words in the book are very shallow, and Liu Yan cannot understand the martial arts moves, but the old beggar said that Qiaoluo Yanbu has no fixed form in the first place. Everything moves according to the heart, and it all depends on understanding. In the line between life and death, this is the easiest  Comprehended.

    After Liu Yan heard this, he was even more unwilling to do so, because his understanding was originally poor, and all his successes were the result of hard work. Now, he had to risk his life to understand it. It is estimated that he would not be able to understand it even if he died a thousand times.  come out.

    He looked back at the old beggar again, his face still serious and without any polite words.

    The old beggar will save him, Liu Yan thought to himself. He gritted his teeth, closed his eyes and jumped forward, drawing an extremely beautiful arc in the air. Then Liu Yan's figure fell rapidly, and the black shadow disappeared in a flash.  In the thick fog below??

    On the shore, the corner of the old beggar¡¯s mouth suddenly lifted into a faint smile, which seemed particularly incredible.

    "Young man Liu, I will give you a surprise."
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