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Part 2: Yitian Chapter 335: Teaching Techniques

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    Chapter 335 Teaching Techniques

    Song Sanzi felt like he was living in heaven these days, as if he was having a sweet dream, so his legs were already covered with bruises.

    Because every morning when he woke up, he would pinch his thigh hard to see if he was dreaming. Even though the pain was unbearable, he couldn't control his hand, and the force became stronger and stronger.

    Song Sanzi is thin and small. Although he is ten years old, he looks like he is six or seven years old. He has a sallow face and thin muscles, and his hair is as yellow as weeds. His ribs are clearly visible after taking off his clothes. This is due to long-term malnutrition and insufficient food.

    When he was six years old, his parents both died at the hands of bandits. He became an orphan, unable to make a living and could only beg on the street.

    Although the city of Chengdu is extremely prosperous, people's hearts are quite old. When they see beggars, they mostly avoid them and don't bother to talk to them. If they follow and entangle them, most of them will be beaten up. Fortunately, there are still good people. Seeing that he is young and pitiful,  , and gave him some food to keep him alive.

    This winter, he was unlucky. The tattered cotton-padded jacket he had worn for three years was robbed.

    The weather was also quite strange. Overnight, the climate changed suddenly and it started to snow heavily. He lived in a dilapidated temple. Although he blocked the broken windows and doors early, it was still very cold.

    When he was begging this evening, he encountered a vicious dog that chased and bit him. As a result, not only was half of the piece of corn he had begged taken away, but a piece of meat was also bitten off his buttocks, which caused a lot of blood.

    He was cold and hungry, had lost a lot of blood, and felt even colder. In the first half of the night, he did not dare to lie down, for fear that the fire would go out and he would never wake up.

    In the middle of the night, he dared to lie down and sleep. His stomach was cramping and he wanted to put everything in his mouth. Fortunately, he had become much hungry over the years and had developed resistance. He used a unique transfer method to force  Don¡¯t think about food, but think about a wonderful future.

    In the future, I will become a disciple of a famous master, practice superb martial arts, clean up the evil dog that is always chasing me, peel off the skin, stew it in a big pot for a day, and eat it cleanly to repay these two mistakes.  The bad temper I have suffered over the years!

    Thinking like this, my heart was full of excitement and longing, and I suddenly forgot about my hunger and gradually fell asleep.

    "It's just that he didn't expect it. The fire went out very quickly today. He didn't sleep for a while, but it burned out quickly, and the ruined temple suddenly became cold.

    In his sleep, although he felt the cold, he could not open his eyes and could only slowly wait for death.

    In a daze, he smelled a faint fragrance, and then his body was moved, and a warm current flowed through his body. Gradually, his body warmed up, and his strength slowly returned to his body.

    He struggled to sit up, and it was already dark.

    In front of him was a woman covered in white gauze, her eyes were as clear as autumn lake water, and she couldn't help but be fascinated by it.

    Although he couldn't see the woman's face, just these eyes made him fall involuntarily and unable to extricate himself.

    "You little devil, you just woke up, your eyes are not straight!" A crisp laughter sounded, and the delicate woman pointed at his forehead.

    Song Sanzi was so drunk that he felt that he had never heard such a beautiful sound in his life.

    "Thank you sister for saving your life!" Song Sanzi turned around and lay down, kowtowing three times on the muddy ground, and his forehead immediately turned blue.

    Although he is young, he has experienced the warmth and coldness of human relationships since he was a child. He can tell by looking at people's eyes and hearing a woman's voice that she is not old.

    "No need to be polite!" The girl smiled sweetly and flicked her sleeves. The moon-white shirt was bright and flawless. Song Sanzi immediately knew that the girl in front of him was either rich or noble. This kind of clothing material was not ordinary silk and satin.

    "You little guy is quite clever, are you Gui Geng?" The girl chuckled lightly, swept her bright eyes over his face, and asked harmoniously.

    "Good sister, I'm eight years old!" Song Sanzi rolled his eyes and patted his thin chest. He was not afraid of strangers and was quite familiar with it.

    The girl nodded, but she didn't expect that Song Sanzi was so thoughtful that he reported ten years as eight years old. She turned her head slightly, looked around for a week, and asked, "Why are you sleeping here alone?"

    "My parents were killed by bandits. I have no home, so I can only sleep here -!" Song Sanzi replied nonchalantly.

    The girl¡¯s eyes flickered, showing a look of pity, she quickly put it away, shook her head and sighed softly: ¡°It¡¯s really hard for you to live alone like this!¡±

    "Hehe, it's nothing, I'm not living well!" Song Sanzi waved his hand, feeling sad in his heart, but he maintained a nonchalant look.

    The girl looked at him with soft eyes, shook her head, her snow-white jade hands stroked his messy hair, and said softly: "Go back with your sister. Although we cannot take you in due to the sect's rules, we can have a few good meals.  But it can?Get it!  "

    "Oh?" Song Sanzi's heart moved, but he became wary and asked hurriedly: "Which sect is my sister a chivalrous girl?"

    He saw the long sword on the girl's waist, and coupled with the warmth that just poured into her body, he already knew that she must be a martial arts heroine.

    He was extremely excited. If he could learn two moves from her and become a knight, he would no longer have to go hungry, be bullied, or be chased and bitten by vicious dogs!

    But although he is young, he knows that things in the world are difficult and often do not go as planned. He does not get carried away by excitement and remains sober.

    "Sister, I am a disciple of the Shuiyun Sect, have you heard of it?" The girl pursed her lips and smiled. The white gauze was very thin, and he could faintly see her outline. This sister was a very beautiful person.

    "Shuiyun Sect?!" Song Sanzi's eyes widened immediately, and he nodded hurriedly: "I've heard of it, I've heard of it! The Shuiyun Sect is very powerful!"

    He begged on weekdays and was quite well-informed. News of "The True Solution to Shuiyun" spread throughout the martial arts world, and he often heard people talk about the Shuiyun Sect.

    In his impression, Shuiyun Sect is very mysterious. One of his ideals is to marry a disciple of Shuiyun Sect. He heard that disciples of Shuiyun Sect are not only powerful in martial arts, but also extremely beautiful.  , being able to marry as a wife is really a wonderful thing.

    "It turns out that my sister is a chivalrous girl from the Shuiyun Sect. I have admired her for a long time!" He cupped his fists and cupped his hands, looking like a powerful martial artist.

    The girl chuckled, covered her lips with her little hand through the white gauze, and giggled: "How old are you to do this?!"

    "Isn't it good?" Song Sanzi scratched his head, showing a bit of naivety.

    "Giggle" The girl gave a sweet smile and stroked his hair. She didn't mind the mess and said with a chuckle: "Okay, my sister is going back. Are you coming with me?"

    "My life was saved by my sister, so of course I will obey her orders!" Song Sanzi kept calling his sister, his mouth was like honey, but it was forced by life.

    "Okay, sister won't harm you!" The girl saw the wary look in his eyes, shook her head and chuckled, stroked his messy hair, held his hand, and left the ruined temple.

    The girl was riding in a carriage. When passing by the ruined temple, she heard the faint sound of breathing inside, so she came over to take a look and happened to meet Song Sanzi.

    Song Sanzi was sitting in the carriage, pinching his thigh from time to time to see if he was dreaming. Everything was too unreal.

    Seeing the luxury in the carriage, he wondered, could it be that the Shuiyun Sect was so rich? Even ordinary wealthy families couldn't afford such a carriage.

    The carriage did not enter the city of Chengdu, but entered a village on the outskirts. The gate was opened and the carriage slowly drove in.

    "Hey, is Ziwei back?" A voice as crisp as a silver bell sounded outside the carriage, and then the carriage was pulled away, revealing a flawless jade face that was both happy and angry.

    "Sister Song, I'm back!" The girl next to Song Sanzi stood up, floated out lightly, and held the girl's hand outside the car.

    The two of them laughed for a while, then turned around and saw Song Sanzi sitting in the carriage, his eyes dull and unblinking. Zhang Ziwei couldn't help but exclaimed: "Little Sanzi!"

    On the carriage, Song Sanzi had already given his name. He was familiar with Zhang Ziwei, who also had a lively temper. The two got along cordially and casually.

    Song Sanzi's body trembled and he quickly lowered his head. His yellow face showed shyness, and he did not dare to look at Song Xueyan, who had a bright and beautiful face.

    Seeing him showing such a rare expression, Zhang Ziwei couldn't help but giggle, teased him, and pulled him down.

    "This little guy is quite clever!" Zhang Ziwei patted his thin shoulder with her little hand and smiled at Song Xueyan.

    "You can see it!" Song Xueyan pursed her lips and smiled.

    ¡°Sister¡ªsister¡ª!¡± Song Sanzi was very embarrassed. It was not a happy event to lose face in front of a beautiful woman.

    "It's rare to make you blush!" Zhang Ziwei chuckled and took his little hand: "Let's take you to where you live."

    Here, Song Sanzi met a dozen people of about the same age. After talking with each other, he learned that they were all orphans. When they almost died, they were saved by a fairy-like woman and took them in.

    These dozen orphans are all boys. They are all very thin, with sallow complexions and pale faces. It is obvious at a glance that they have not had enough to eat for a long time.

    They were extremely grateful to Zhang Ziwei and Zhang Ziwei. If they hadn't saved them, they would have died long ago, and no one would even collect their bodies.

    Song Sanzi was even more wary. If he hadn't seen that they were unparalleled in appearance and that they were members of the Shuiyun Sect, they might have escaped long ago.

    They usually don¡¯t do much, they just follow Zhang Ziwei to practice calligraphy in the morning, and have nothing to do in the afternoon.There were two girls in the village, Zhang Ziwei and Song Xueyan, who were running around and making trouble. They didn't pay much attention to them and let them play, and everyone gradually regained their childlike innocence.

    Song Sanzi had never dared to think about such a day before. When he was enjoying it, he was even more wary. But then he thought, they have such superb martial arts, if they do anything to him, they have no power to resist. Besides, his own life  , was also rescued by Sister Zhang, and the most she could do was return it to her, so she simply let go of her heart and started playing around.

    In his heart, he had a vague hope that if he could join the Shuiyun Sect, learn martial arts and become a martial arts knight, he would be happy in the world and be free and easy.

    On this day, they woke up in the morning, had breakfast, entered the house, and wanted to practice calligraphy with Zhang Ziwei.

    To everyone¡¯s surprise, there was a woman in white following her. It was not the familiar Song Xueyan, but a woman wearing a white gauze.

    Song Xueyan and Zhang Ziwei covered their faces with white gauze outside, but when they returned to Zhuangzi, they took it off. Even so, they were still in a daze from time to time. Their every frown and smile were all charming and distracting.

    Zhang Ziwei is wearing a moon-white gown, her face is radiant and extremely beautiful.

    After entering the door, she clapped her hands lightly, her beautiful face was not like the usual sweet smile, but a serious look, and said seriously: "Little guys, this is my second uncle. I am here today to teach you personally.  !¡±

    ?? Everyone looked at each other in confusion, looking at the face covered in white gauze, not daring to say anything. Gein's eyes were as beautiful as pearls, but with a cold gaze that made people dare not breathe loudly.

    Li Ruoyun's aura was as strong as that of Wu Xia Amen. Even a martial arts master would feel the air condense in front of her, let alone a group of children like them.

    "Second Senior Uncle" Zhang Ziwei turned to look at Li Ruoyun.

    "Yeah." Li Ruoyun responded lightly, his clear eyes glanced at the young faces of everyone, he sighed quietly, and reached out to take off the white gauze on his face.

    Everyone took a breath together, their eyes dull, like clay statues.

    When they saw Song Xueyan and Zhang Ziwei, they already felt that there was no more beautiful woman in the world. God is so powerful that it can make people be so beautiful!

    Now that they saw Li Ruoyun, their minds went blank and they looked at themselves with only that cold and graceless jade face.

    "You are all children who have suffered a lot, and this is God's training for you," Li Ruoyun glanced at you and said lightly.

    Looking at their clear but timid eyes, Li Ruoyun's heart tingled slightly, and he sighed unnoticeably.

    "Second Junior Uncle, do you want to drive us away?" Song Sanzi asked hurriedly.

    "No." Li Ruoyun shook his head slightly and said softly: "You can stay here until you no longer want to live here."

    Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. They had lived such a magical life, and then suddenly lost it. It was like falling from heaven back to hell. It was really unbearable.

    "But have you ever thought about how you will live in the future?" Li Ruoyun asked lightly, his clear eyes passing over everyone's young faces one by one.

    Seeing that they were confused, Li Ruoyun continued: "You have been bullied and looked down upon by others since you were a child. Have you never wanted to be a master?"

    "Think!" A sparse voice sounded, and Song Sanzi shouted the loudest.

    "The martial arts of the Shuiyun Sect are all practiced by women, and men cannot practice them. Therefore, I cannot teach you the martial arts of the Shuiyun Sect." Li Ruoyun said lightly: "But these days are in troubled times, and literati are the most useless. You are suffering from it.  , don¡¯t you want to learn martial arts and be able to protect yourself in troubled times?¡±

    ¡°Think¡ª¡ª!!¡± Everyone replied in unison, with loud voices and shining eyes.

    They have been bullied since childhood and have become stronger than ordinary people. Li Ruoyun made them excited with just a few words.

    "You are now at the best age to practice martial arts. It would be a pity if you miss it." Li Ruoyun shook his head and sighed softly: "But based on your current qualifications, I am afraid that no one will accept you as a discipleMy senior brother is compassionate and specially created  I have learned a set of techniques that can strengthen your body and take care of your body, so that you can join other sects in the future."

    "Second Junior Uncle, was it created by Mr. Xiao?" Song Sanzi was well-informed and immediately thought of Xiao Nanqiu, a famous person in the martial arts world.

    Xiao Nanqiu¡¯s name is now known to all women and children.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????mbOUT out of nowhere, because the unknown man married the two head disciples of the Emei sect. Later, it was because the Shuiyun sect was all female disciples, extremely beautiful, he was the only man, standing among the flowers, making people enviable.

    Since the initiation ceremony of Shuiyun Sect disciples, his martial arts has spread all over the world, and his reputation is as high as the sun.

    "Correct"?.  Li Ruoyun nodded and said calmly: "This technique is called Sun Changing Technique. It has the effect of changing tendons and cleansing the marrow. It is powerful. You will know it after practicing it."  "

    Everyone couldn¡¯t help but hum in whispers, unable to hide their excitement. It was really exciting to be able to practice martial arts, and it was created by Xiao Nanqiu.

    Li Ruoyun stood in front of them and did not stop their whispers. He allowed them to whisper excitedly. After a while, he said calmly: "I will pass on the Sun Changing Technique to you now."

    She waved her hand to block their words, turned her eyes, and said calmly: "But before teaching it, you must first swear that you will only practice this technique by yourself, and will never teach it to another person, and you must not tell the origin of this technique.  out."

    Although everyone was surprised, they raised their hands and swore without hesitation. People nowadays believe that there are gods with their heads raised, and they attach great importance to oaths.

    Later, Li Ruoyun passed on a set of movements to them. There were only nine moves. It didn't look like boxing. It was just about posing and adjusting your breathing. It was quite simple, which made everyone a little disappointed. They thought it was such a sophisticated martial arts.  Woolen cloth.

    Li Ruoyun could see their thoughts, but he didn't criticize them. He just carefully corrected their postures and didn't give up until there was no difference at all.
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