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- Chapter 249 Initiation
Song Xiaoli looked at him nervously, his lips trembled with excitement and opened a few times, but he couldn't speak, he just looked at him eagerly.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled, knowing that people of this age, when they are most restless, have a heroic dream of wandering into the martial arts world, doing chivalry, and rescuing the strong.
However, not everyone has the opportunity to practice martial arts, especially children from poor families who have to earn money since childhood. They have no chance to learn from famous teachers, and they have no time to practice martial arts.
"What martial arts do you want to learn?" Xiao Yuesheng asked with a smile.
"Well" Song Xiaoli thought for a while, scratched his head, and felt a little at a loss.
After a while, he shook his head and looked at Xiao Yuesheng sheepishly: "Xiao Mr. Xiao said what to practice, I I will practice whatever."
Xiao Yuesheng looked at him and couldn't help but smile. This Song Xiaoli was simple and cute, but also very smart.
"Well, I have a set of horse steps here, you can practice them and see." Xiao Yuesheng nodded and smiled.
"Horse horse steps?" Song Xiaoli asked confused.
Xiao Yuesheng nodded and looked at him with a half-smile.
Song Xiaoli lowered his head and thought for a while, with a hint of disappointment on his face. He looked up and saw Xiao Yuesheng looking at him, smiling hurriedly and reluctantly.
"Do you want to learn?" Xiao Yuesheng asked with a half-smile.
"I want to learn!" Song Xiaoli rarely stuttered, and answered simply and neatly, with a firm tone and no hesitation.
"If you don't want to learn, I can teach you another set of kung fu." Xiao Yuesheng said slowly with a faint smile on his face.
Song Xiaoli lowered his head again and thought for a moment. He had learned from Mr. Xiao that he would not deal with him. If he changed his mind, wouldn't it mean that he would not be able to trust him.
He raised his head, with a firm look on his face, and nodded vigorously: "II willjust learn horsehorsehorse steps!"
Xiao Yuesheng chuckled, nodded and said, "Okay, little brother, you do have a good sense!"
Seeing Song Xiaoli's confused look, he obviously didn't understand why he was praising himself. Xiao Yuesheng smiled and said: "My horse steps are not the basic leg training skills in martial arts, but a set of footwork, which are taken from the horse's movements." walk."
Song Xiaoli¡¯s face showed excitement, which was the best.
Xiao Yuesheng said leisurely, with a relaxed expression and a hint of arrogance, and smiled: "Although this set of footwork is not exquisite, it is also extraordinary and comparable to ordinary footwork. If you can practice it well, you will be safe." ."
Song Xiaoli¡¯s face became even more excited, and his bright eyes sparkled.
"Come on, let's go to the courtyard, and I'll pass it on to you carefully." Xiao Yuesheng stood up and left his seat. When he passed by Song Xiaoli, he patted him on the shoulder with a look of approval, stepped out of the living room, and walked into the quiet courtyard. .
Song Xiaoli was flattered and excited after being patted by him. No one had ever encouraged or affirmed him like this since he was a child. This feeling almost made him cry.
Suddenly, he was full of energy and high in fighting spirit. He almost had the urge to die for his confidant, and followed closely behind Xiao Yuesheng.
When the two came to the courtyard, they saw Qu Yang and Qu Feiyan drinking tea comfortably in the pavilion, looking relaxed and at ease.
" Xiao He, wearing a moon-white Luo shirt, sat next to him, pouring tea for the two of them from time to time. The small red clay stove gurgled on the corner of the pavilion, and the white steam was steaming.
The layout of this small courtyard is quite quiet. In the southeast corner is a flower garden, where the flowers have already stung and will bloom again next year. In the southwest corner is a small bamboo forest. Although the branches and leaves are not in full bloom, it has a more desolate mood.
In the middle of the courtyard, there is a rockery. Under the rockery, the gurgling stream is not very clear, showing a somewhat carved and artificial atmosphere.
The small pavilion is located next to the rockery, with hanging corners and cornices. Each of the five corners rises to the sky, like five dragons holding beads. It has red-painted pillars and moon-white railings. Although it is not big, it has a certain momentum. Obviously the builder is not Average mediocrity.
Xiao Yuesheng and Song Xiaoli left the living room and came to the courtyard. When they saw them here, they clasped their fists and smiled, saying: "Mr. Qu, you are so elegant!"
"Haha, it's funny, it's funny." Qu Yang waved his hand and said with a smile.
"Uncle Xiao, your tea is so fragrant!" Qu Feiyan jumped up from the railing, flying over like a butterfly, with a smile on his pink face.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled softly and said gently: "If Feiyan likes it, uncle will give you some, how about it?!"
"No, no, no." Qu Feiyan stopped in front of him and said with a smile: "Anyway, I'm with uncle, so I can drink it at any time!"
Xiao Yuesheng smiled and said: "Why, why is Xiao Feiyan following me?"What? "
"Grandpa said that if you follow him and stay in one place all the time, it will be boring, so he asked me to play with Sister Xiaohe!" Qu Feiyan said, his little face shining with excitement.
Xiao Yuesheng glanced at Qu Yang, smiled and nodded: "Okay, welcome."
He could see that Qu Feiyan felt really bored following Qu Yang, that's why he was so excited. It was the time when the little girl was playful.
"But, Uncle Xiao, I also miss grandpa, what should I do?" Qu Feiyan's excited little face suddenly showed a trace of sadness.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled gently and said, "Your grandpa lives not far from us. If you miss grandpa, you can see grandpa at any time."
"Okay, okay, this is the best!" Qu Feiyan clapped his hands and cheered, twisted around, and flew to Xiao He like a little butterfly, smiling sweetly: "Sister Xiao He, look, Uncle Xiao agrees! "
Xiao He smiled and nodded, also showing a happy look.
She didn¡¯t dare to mention these things to the master. She didn¡¯t expect Qu Feiyan to be so popular with the master, and it was really rare for him to be right when he said it.
Normally, if the young lady asked him for something, she would rarely agree to it happily. Instead, she would pick and choose and teach him a lesson, so she did not dare to tell the master.
Qu Yang shook his head, smiled bitterly and clasped his fists at Xiao Yuesheng: "Oh, this little girl is very greedy. I really feel sorry for bothering my nephew."
Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand and said with a smile: "Since the old man insists on retreating to the world, Feiyan will naturally feel bored living there, so why not come out and be with Xiaohe."
Qu Yang nodded and said with a smile: "Okay, I won't be polite. If she is disobedient, discipline her and don't pamper her!"
Xiao Yuesheng smiled and glanced at Qu Feiyan. He saw her pouting her little mouth and looking at her grandfather with a cute expression. She smiled and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Qu."
After the two of them finished talking, Xiao Yuesheng took Song Xiaoli to an open space in front of the bamboo forest and began to teach him martial arts.
"Little brother, have you ever learned any kung fu before?" Xiao Yuesheng asked.
Song Xiaoli shook his head and said nothing. He knew that he stuttered and made people anxious when he spoke, so he tried to speak as little as possible on weekdays.
Xiao Yuesheng nodded and said: "I will practice a set of boxing techniques, and you can learn as much as you can. There is no need to worry."
Song Xiaoli nodded vigorously, with bright eyes, focusing all his energy, staring at Xiao Yuesheng without blinking.
Xiao Yuesheng gathered the front of the gown and tied it around his waist with neat movements. Then he made a semicircle with his hands on his chest and placed them on his waist. When he opened his eyes, his energy and energy suddenly burst out with powerful momentum.
The location of the small pavilion is quite high to make it cooler, so sitting in the small pavilion, you can also see the situation in the practice ground in front of the bamboo forest.
Seeing Qu Feiyan staring curiously, Qu Yang shouted in a deep voice: "Feiyan, peeking at others practicing is a taboo in the martial arts world, have you forgotten?!"
"Grandpa, Uncle Xiao is not an outsider." Qu Feiyan pouted and hummed sweetly.
Qu Yang¡¯s face darkened, his eyes were menacing, and he said coldly: ¡°Not even a biological father and son can do it!¡±
"Oh." Qu Feiyan responded gloomily, and then said: "Grandpa, then why can I watch you practice?"
"You are my granddaughter, and all my martial arts skills will be passed on to you in the future, so it doesn't matter whether you see it or not!" Qu Yang calmed down and said slowly.
"Okay, okay, if you don't want to look, don't look!" Qu Feiyan turned his head away, his red mouth still pouted, unhappy.
Qu Yang smiled secretly and ignored her, knowing her temper. Her temper would come and go quickly, and the mood would soon change.
Xiao Yuesheng over there listened to their words and smiled secretly, knowing that Qu Yang was an experienced martial artist, but the martial arts he was practicing now was not a unique secret technique, but the Eighteen Arhat Boxing of the Shaolin School.
This set of boxing techniques is the introductory boxing technique of the Shaolin School. It is very basic. Any entry-level Shaolin disciple will learn this set of boxing techniques.
Although the boxing technique is crude, it has fully embodied the essence of Shaolin boxing. With the arrival of Xiao Yuesheng, the tiger and the tiger are like the wind, with infinite power, it has turned decay into magic.
His eyes are bright and his fists are fierce, as if he has truly transformed into an Arhat, majestic and subjugating demons.
Song Xiaoli seemed to be stunned when he saw the fierce and powerful punches. He stared at them blankly without blinking.
In the blink of an eye, the storm was calm, Xiao Yuesheng had already put back his hands and stood up, his energy and spirit slowly gathered back, and he returned to his ordinary appearance and temperament. It was difficult to compare with the mighty man just now.
"Little brother, remember how much you have, let's practice and see." Xiao Yuesheng said warmly??smiled.
Song Xiaoli just came back to his senses. He was stunned, his face turned red, as if covered with a piece of red cloth, he scratched his head, his face was full of embarrassment, and he did not dare to look at Xiao Yuesheng.
Seeing his expression, Xiao Yuesheng knew that he must be extremely embarrassed. He smiled and comforted: "You can practice as much as you remember. Don't be afraid. I just want to see your talent and decide how I will teach you."
Song Xiaoliqiqi Aai's face turned red, she thought for a moment and said, "I I don't remember even one of my moves."
Xiao Yuesheng¡¯s expression remained unchanged, he smiled and said, ¡°Don¡¯t you remember a single move?¡Well, then I¡¯ll practice it again.¡±
He didn¡¯t show any strange expression at all. Song Xiaoli breathed a sigh of relief and felt grateful. Mr. Xiao didn¡¯t dislike him at all for being so stupid.
"Little brother, watch carefully and don't get distracted." Xiao Yuesheng said warmly and began to practice Arhat Fist again.
This set of Arhat boxing is different from the one just now. It seems to have a bit of elegance and has lost the rigidity. It seems like another Arhat is boxing.
The Arhat's eighteen punches were not many moves. Soon, Xiao Yuesheng stood up again, with all his energy and spirit gone, and he became an ordinary person.
Qu Yang on the other side, although he did not take a peek at his moves, occasionally glanced at him and noticed the changes in Xiao Yuesheng before and after he completed his moves. He secretly praised in his heart, it seems that Brother Liu does have a good son-in-law, so great.
"Little brother, how many tricks do you remember?" Xiao Yuesheng asked warmly, his eyes as warm as a spring breeze.
Song Xiaoli¡¯s face turned red. He was so ashamed that he didn¡¯t dare to raise his head to see him. He lowered his head and said, ¡°One¡one¡one¡move¡¡±
"Well, there is progress." Xiao Yuesheng nodded and smiled slightly.
Song Xiaoli lowered his head even further, almost to his chest, and said, "I don't even remember a single move"
Xiao Yuesheng was slightly startled and almost laughed out loud, but he held it back because he knew that if he laughed, his confidence would be destroyed.
"Well, it seems I can't teach you using conventional methods." Xiao Yuesheng nodded, his tone calm, as if he was talking about an ordinary thing.
Song Xiaoli was slightly surprised, and quickly raised his head, still ashamed, and whispered: "XiaoMr. Xiao, can I stillbe able to practicekung fu?"
Xiao Yuesheng nodded and said, "Yes, but you have to suffer a little."
"II'm not afraid of hardship!" He suddenly spoke fluently, with an excited expression, his lips were trembling, and his body was trembling slightly.
He was so despondent. How could he learn martial arts if he was so stupid? There would be no hope for him in this life!
Unexpectedly, what came out of Xiao Yuesheng's mouth must be words of affirmation. In despair, the first glimpse of hope is enough to make people ecstatic.
"II'm not afraidI'm not afraid of hardship!" He was so excited that he didn't know where to put his hands and feet, and his whole body was shaking.
"This pain is not tired, boring, or anything like that, but real pain. Can you bear it?" Xiao Yuesheng asked solemnly, staring at him closely.
"I can!" Song Xiaoli nodded heavily, his eyes powerful and filled with determination.
Xiao Yuesheng nodded slowly, his eyes gentle again: "Okay, rest for a night, and I will teach you martial arts tomorrow!"
"Yes!" Song Xiaoli nodded heavily.
"Go to bed early at night, have a good rest, and don't think too much!" Xiao Yuesheng patted him on the shoulder and solemnly told him.
"Yeah." Song Xiaoli nodded vigorously.
"Master, do you really want to teach Song Xiaoli martial arts?" When he got up in the morning, Xiao He helped him get dressed and asked smoothly.
"Yeah." Xiao Yuesheng nodded.
While Xiao He was working neatly, he exhaled like a blue breath and said softly: "Although this little guy has good character, his mentality is too fragile"
Xiao Yuesheng nodded, knowing Xiao He's concerns.
A mentally fragile person, even if he possesses superb martial arts, will have limited achievements and be very dangerous, just like a child holding a sword.
"Master, according to me, you can't just teach him martial arts, you have to train him more." Xiao He turned to him and said.
She was bending down to fasten Xiao Yuesheng's buttons. At this moment, she raised her head and happened to be opposite Xiao Yuesheng's face. They were very close to each other, and her breath just hit his face.
Xiao Yuesheng did not step back, his expression was calm, his eyes seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and he could smell the faint fragrance exhaled by Xiao He.
The inner strength and mental method she practices is exactly Jiang Nanyun's Jade Deficiency Art, which cleanses the internal organs and makes them pure and clear. The whole body becomes fragrant and pleasant, without any turbidity.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? smellThe breath of Yuesheng made Xiao He pause for a moment, and he hurriedly took a step back. His face was covered with crimson, as if rouge was pouring out of a piece of white jade, and it was so red.
Xiao Yuesheng pretended to be fine and said slowly: "Well, you are right, he should also temper his psychology. Do you have any good ideas?"
Xiaohe shook his head hurriedly: "I didn't think about it."
As she spoke, her pretty face was still blushing, and her slender waist bent down hard to bend Xiao Yuesheng's boots.
She has an excellent figure, with towering jade peaks that are straight and vigorous. Her figure shrinks sharply at the waist, and then rises abruptly at the hips, forming an exaggerated curve.
At this time, she was bending over her boots, her buttocks were straight and round, like half a ball, it was indescribably alluring and made people's blood rush.
Xiao Yuesheng has become accustomed to it, and his immunity has been greatly increased, but he still avoids being moved by the sight. However, his mood is extraordinary and he can suppress it quickly.
He glanced at her round and perky buttocks, thought for a moment, and said with a smile: "This little guy has poor qualifications, but he is also rare."
"Then Master, do you still want to teach him?" Xiao He raised his head curiously, his bright eyes as clear as water.
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled: "The so-called teaching students according to their aptitude, if only those with good qualifications become successful, wouldn't it be boring in the world?"
Xiaohe pursed her lips and smiled. The master's thoughts are always different from ordinary people's and cannot be easily guessed.
Dressed neatly, Xiao Yuesheng got up and left the bed and went outside the house, only to see Qu Feiyan practicing on the small flat field in front of the bamboo forest.
She was wearing a satin outfit, pink in color. Although she was still young, she already showed a bit of charm and enchantment.
She moves both palms together, her steps are clever, her movements are light and stretched, like dancing, indescribably graceful and moving.
"This set of palm techniques, if performed by a girl, would be even more impressive, as if it was not for fighting, but purely for viewing ordinary palm techniques.
Qu Yang was standing aside and watching, stroking his beard and smiling, as if his old heart was comforted.
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head in confusion and walked over slowly, walking calmly and gently.
Qu Yang heard the footsteps and turned around to look back. When he saw it was Xiao Yuesheng, he smiled slightly and said, "Nephew Xiao Xian is up?"
Xiao Yuesheng nodded and said with a smile: "I am ashamed that I have the bad habit of sleeping in late."
Qu Yang stroked his beard and shook his head and said with a smile: "Haha, you slept in and you managed to master this kind of martial arts, but the rest of us are ashamed!"
Xiao Yuesheng chuckled and turned to look at Qu Feiyan.
Qu Feiyan seemed to have not heard their voices, but still concentrated on practicing the palm techniques, his movements were soothing and gentle, like dancing.
Xiao He also followed Xiao Yuesheng and walked slowly over. Seeing the palm skills practiced by Qu Feiyan, he couldn't help but smile.
Soon, Qu Feiyan stood up with his palms closed. His petite body jumped up and landed next to Xiao He. He took Xiao He's hand and said with a sweet smile: "Sister Xiao He, are you practicing your palm skills well?"
Xiaohe pursed her lips and smiled sweetly: "Very good, sister Feiyan, have you done a lot of hard work?"
"No!" Qu Feiyan nodded vigorously and said with a sweet smile: "This palm technique is very beautiful. I like it very much and I keep practicing it."
Xiaohe glanced at Qu Yang and said with a smile: "Such a beautiful palm technique is rare, you have practiced it very well!"
Qu Feiyan cheered and was extremely happy.
Qu Yang stroked his beard and said with a chuckle: "Miss Xiaohe, don't praise her, she's just being generous."
"The old man is too modest. Sister Feiyan has excellent qualifications." Xiaohe said with a smile.
Qu Yang shook his head and smiled bitterly, sighing: "Girls' homes are always not beautiful when they are beaten and killedit's best to be like you."
"If you don't have the ability to protect yourself at all, you will suffer a loss." Xiao He glanced at Xiao Yuesheng and said softly.
"Yes, Mr. Qu, the power of self-preservation is still needed." Xiao Yuesheng nodded and agreed.
¡°Let her learn some Qinggong, that¡¯s it.¡± Qu Yang said with a smile.
Qu Feiyan looked at Xiao He, Qu Yang, and Xiao Yuesheng, his delicate eyebrows furrowed, and he couldn't understand what they were saying. They were all incomprehensible words, which were really weird.
The three of them talked for a while, and Qu Feiyan became happy. She could understand these things and listened with gusto.
Qu Yang knew that he wanted to practice, so he pulled the reluctant Qu Feiyan away and went back to the house.
Qu Feiyan pouted, not wanting to leave and want to be with Xiao He, but she had to listen to her grandfather's words, so she could only pouted and sulked.
"Master, Sister Feiyan should really learn the art of self-defense!"He said worriedly, his face full of worry.
"You just like to worry!" Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, smiled, and said warmly: "Mr. Qu has his own reasons for doing this."
Xiaohe thought for a while and asked in a low voice: "If sister Feiyan comes with us in the future, why not teach her some martial arts?"
This sentence was said with insufficient confidence, and the voice became lower and lower, and in the end it was almost inaudible, because I also felt that it was a bit unrealistic.
Xiao Yuesheng did not scold her, but said calmly: "If you want to teach her martial arts, you can think of a way yourself, as long as we don't spread our martial arts to others."
"Master, this?" Xiao He was startled and surprised. After thinking about it, he slowly said with some uncertainty: "It would be enough if I grab a copy of the secret book and pass it on to her, right?"
"No," Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled slightly: "You need to be the first to create it yourself. If you steal other people's secrets, won't you lose the face of Guanyun Villa?!"
"Yes!" Xiaohe nodded, a little absent-mindedly.
Creating original martial arts is not a simple matter. It is extremely difficult to escape the influence of Xiao's martial arts.
"Are you ready?" Xiao Yuesheng stood in front of Song Xiaoli and asked warmly.
"Alright ready!" Song Xiaoli nodded vigorously.
He was sitting on the bed at this time, wearing loose training clothes, looking energetic and somewhat energetic.
"Well, did you sleep well last night?" Xiao Yuesheng sat on the couch, and Xiao He stepped forward to help him take off his boots, and helped him sit down in front of Song Xiaoli.
These are things that are within his reach, but he never does them and seems unwilling to waste his time.
"Veryvery good!" Song Xiaoli stammered.
He had a lot to say. Last night was the sweetest night of sleep in his life. He didn't know anything. When he woke up, the sky was bright and the sparrows were chirping. It was clear and sweet, and he felt refreshed. So comfortable.
But when I thought about my stuttering, I didn¡¯t dare to say so much, lest I think I was too long-winded and impatient.
"Very good, let's get started!" Xiao Yuesheng nodded and said warmly.
"Yes!" Song Xiaoli shouted loudly, unable to suppress the excitement in his heart.
Xiao He shook his head and smiled. This little guy was so excited, so he didn¡¯t have to speak so loudly, which made his ears buzz.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled, stretched out his hand and slowly pressed it to the top of Song Xiaoli's head.
Song Xiaoli didn¡¯t know how Xiao Yuesheng taught him martial arts and had always been curious. At this moment, he saw him stretching his palm to press the top of his head. He was confused but didn¡¯t move.
Pressing the palm of his hand on his Baihui point and stroking the top of his head, Xiao Yuesheng slowly closed his eyes. Divine light flashed in his eyes, and the room suddenly lit up, as if a bolt of lightning flashed into the room.
After closing his eyes, his face sank, and gradually his expression became more solemn.
Xiao He stood next to Xiao Yuesheng. When he saw him closing his eyes, all the skills in his body suddenly started to work. The Jade Xu Jue flowed slowly, like a clear stream.
Under the Jade Xu Jue, all the organs around the body are suddenly extremely sensitive. You can hear the sound of leaves falling to the ground outside, your nose can smell various smells in the house, and you can see every particle of dust on the ground with your eyes. Clearly.
She mobilized her whole body to feel the changes in the atmosphere around her, in case someone suddenly attacked and disturbed the master's movement.
While observing the surroundings, part of her mind was also attached to Xiao Yuesheng to see what he was doing.
Slowly, Song Xiaoli's face began to change. At first, it was beating in waves, as if an ant had crawled on his face and was wandering around, and his face also wandered along with it.
Gradually, his face beat more and more violently, as if several ants were crawling up together. In the end, the muscles on his face were twisted and his expression was ferocious, as if he was undergoing torture, and he could hardly bear it.
His teeth were clenched and squeaking, and his body was trembling. He was sweating profusely, as if all of a sudden it was pouring out of his body, and his whole body was enveloped in a layer of white mist. The mist was rising. It's the sweat coming out of the body.
Xiaohe looked a little worried and looked at the master, only to see that he looked calm and his face was motionless. He seemed to be in the deepest state of concentration. He didn't dare to disturb him, so he could only worry secretly.
Gradually, Song Xiaoli's body trembled more and more violently, as if he was about to jump up, but the hand on his head remained motionless, as if made of iron.
" Xiao Yuesheng's expression is solemn and his treasure appearance is solemn, as if his whole body and mind are concentrated in the state of concentration, without leaking a single thing, reaching a state of no leakage.
"Come!" There was a sudden deep cry, like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning. The whole house seemed to be shaking, dust fell from the beams, and the cups, wine bottles, and washbasins in the house kept buzzing for a long time. .
With this shouting sound, Song Xiaoli's figure suddenly stopped, as if he had never moved. The situation was indescribably strange.
Hearing this sound, Xiaohe stopped drinking. She felt that her inner strength suddenly stopped, her mind went blank, and she didn't know anything.
She didn¡¯t know how long it took, but her mind slowly recovered, the Jade Xu Jue resumed operation, the Qingxin Jue continued to circulate, and her mind felt cool and indescribably comfortable.
She turned around and saw that the master was putting down his hands, sitting down on the couch, and his feet were reaching for his boots.
Without looking at anything else, Xiao He hurriedly stepped forward, bent down to help him put on his boots, and whispered: "Master, are you okay?"
"Well, it depends on his luck." Xiao Yuesheng nodded, turned around and looked at Song Xiaoli, smiling slightly.
He did not expect that although this Song Xiaoli had dull qualifications, he was a rare and outstanding person, but his perseverance was far beyond ordinary people, which was admirable.
What he used was the initiation method, which originated from the Buddhist method, but all methods have one source. After reaching the peak, one method can be used, and hundreds of methods can be used. Xiao Yuesheng's envoy can do it with ease.
But this method is not only very demanding for the performer, but also not a happy thing for the recipient. It is as if an electric drill has been drilled into the head and keeps drilling in. This kind of pain is definitely not ordinary. Able to withstand it.
Song Xiaoli had stammered since he was a child and suffered a lot of cold looks from people, but fortunately he liked horses. Because of this hobby, it supported his soul and enabled him to remain normal despite all the cold looks and hardships. become twisted.
But this kind of training since he was a child has also trained his perseverance, making him extremely tolerant and perseverant. He can suffer such great pain and still not go crazy.
"Sir, did you look at him just now? He seemed to have suffered a lot?" Xiao He asked cautiously, she was really curious in her heart.
"After enduring this kind of suffering, he is qualified to enjoy it." Xiao Yuesheng smiled, got up and left the room, and said to Xiao He who was following him: "Make some delicious food, warm it up, and wait until he wakes up." , you will definitely be very hungry."
"Yes." Xiao He nodded lightly.
Song Xiaoli only felt that he had walked through hell once, as if he had been tortured by a thousand knives and had his tongue pulled out of hell.
At first, my head hurt slightly, and slowly, it became more and more painful. Finally, my vision turned black, and I wanted to faint, but I kept awake. I felt like I was dying, and I wanted to kill myself with a knife so that I wouldn't suffer this anymore. .
But when I thought of Mr. Xiao's gentle eyes, full of encouragement and trust, my courage increased greatly. I gritted my teeth tightly, almost to pieces, and struggled to support myself. There was a warm breath in my chest, supporting myself and keeping myself from falling. Go crazy.
It seems that after a hundred years, the pain slowly weakened, like the waves receding, bit by bit, getting lighter and lighter, and finally disappeared completely.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up, as if a bolt of lightning appeared in the night, a gap opened in the sky, and it was bright.
Countless characters and images appeared in front of me at the same time, mixed together, shuttled back and forth, it was chaos, and if I wanted to recognize it, I suddenly felt dizzy.
His perseverance was astonishing. Although he couldn't see clearly, he wanted to see more clearly. He felt more and more dizzy. In the end, his vision went dark and he finally fainted.
He slowly fell down, his body twitching slightly, looking quite scary.
Xiaohe swayed, came to his side, helped him up, and checked his pulse with his hand, his face relaxed, he was fine, but he was very mentally exhausted.
The internal energy slowly passed away, nourishing his body and calming him down, leaving a faint fragrance and drifting away.
" Half asleep and half awake, Song Xiaoli felt as if a fairy came to him. She was pure and pure, with a faint fragrance on her body, which smelled very good.
But he wanted to see the fairy's face clearly, but he couldn't see it clearly. It was like a layer of mist shrouded his face. Moreover, his eyelids seemed to be heavy and he couldn't open them no matter how hard he tried.
As the fairy approached, he felt a cool breath entering his body, slowly flowing through his body, like a trickling stream. After the stream passed, he felt cool and comfortable, and he almost groaned.
Soon, this cool breath flowed through the body and disappeared. The body seemed to be immersed in the cool spring water on a hot summer day, feeling indescribably comfortable and lazy.
Slowly, his eyelids became heavier and heavier. He wanted to open his eyes and see the fairy's face clearly, but his face became blurry and blurred, and he gradually fell into darkness.
In the darkness, scenes and scenes emerged in my mind. I was practicing moves, one move after another. After practicing for a while, I stopped and meditated. My inner energy was so full that I was like a little mouse, following my own thoughts. , constantly flowing through the meridians throughout the body.
He had never felt this way before, but it was so clear, as if he had been a martial arts master in his previous life.
I don¡¯t know how much time has passed, these images are getting lighter and lighter, and gradually, I fall into darkness again, this time I really fall asleep.
When he woke up, he opened his eyes and saw a bright light.
He thought for a moment and suddenly smelled a faint fragrance. This smell was so familiar to him that it was engraved in his bones.
He always thought that this was just a dream, but he didn't expect that he could actually smell it. He turned around and saw Xiao He's gentle and beautiful face.
At this moment, he felt that this face was so bright that it seemed to be emitting a gleaming light like white jade, and his whole body was bathed in this gleaming light.
He didn¡¯t dare to look directly, he quickly lowered his head and whispered: ¡°Sister Xiaohe¡¡±
"Are you hungry?" Xiaohe's soft voice sounded and she asked him softly.
"I'm not not hungry." He shook his head hurriedly, his face flushed like the western sky under the setting sun.
Just at this moment, the sound of "gulu gulu" sounded, which was quite loud.
Song Xiaoli's face was as red as blood, and he didn't dare to look up at anyone. He felt ashamed. He told a lie and let Sister Xiaohe find out in person.
Xiaohe smiled, pursed her lips, looked at him sideways, and said with a smile: "You're just a tough talker, just eat this bowl of porridge."
With that said, he picked up a bowl of snow-white porridge and brought it to him.
Song Xiaoli hurriedly stretched out his hand, lowered his head, and took it carefully, still not daring to look at him. He stretched out his hand again and took the spoon handed over by Xiao He.
Xiao He glanced at him strangely and deliberately moved the spoon laterally. Song Xiaoli also moved his hand laterally.
Xiao He was even more strange and interested. She handed him the spoon and sat on the embroidered pillar beside the bed, holding her shiny chin and looking at him with relish.
Although Song Xiaoli did not raise his head, he knew that Xiao He was staring at him, his eyes always falling on him. He felt excited and excited, but he was also a little shy and did not dare to speak.
He was indeed very hungry. Although he was embarrassed, he couldn't control his mouth. In a blink of an eye, he drank a bowl of porridge. The aroma was overflowing, as if the whole mouth to the abdomen was reverberating with temptation The scent of people.
After finishing the drink, he felt even more embarrassed. He lowered his head and held the bowl up with both hands, his head almost hanging to his stomach.
Xiaohe took the bowl and said with a smile: "Little brother, what do you think?"
Song Xiaoli¡¯s voice was like a gnat, and he said in a low voice: ¡°Very¡ very good, thank you very much, sister¡ for your concern.¡±
He was extremely excited. No one had ever cared about him so much. Moreover, she was such an extremely beautiful fairy.
He already knew at this time that the fairy he saw just now was not a dream, but a reality. It was Sister Xiaohe who helped him when he was in a coma.
"You, learn martial arts from my master, and you will suffer a lot!" Xiao He pursed his lips and smiled, shaking his head, showing a look of pity.
"You have been unconscious for two days and two nights!" Xiao He said softly. He had seen Song Xiaoli's pain with his own eyes and felt that his heart was still frightened. Fortunately, this young man could endure such pain. His charisma was really amazing.
¡°Ah¡ª¡ª?!¡± Song Xiaoli exclaimed in surprise and quickly turned around to look around, forgetting to be shy.
Suddenly, he felt the difference in the world in front of him. The sunlight outside the window was particularly bright. Through the gaps in the window, rays of sunlight shone in, and he could see clearly.
In the corner under the window, an ant was busy coming and going, climbing up and down, and he could clearly see its tentacles.
Rubbing his eyes, he was surprised. It turned out that the world was so bright and beautiful. It was as if his eyes were covered with a layer of gauze and he couldn't see clearly.
Seeing his excited look, Xiao He also became happy and said with a smile, "Has everything become different?"
"Yeah." Song Xiaoli nodded vigorously.
"Have a good rest and go see the master later." Xiao He saw that he was so excited that he couldn't suppress his excitement, so he whispered, picked up the bowl, and quietly left.
After a while, Song Xiaoli finally calmed down and was able to think normally and think about what happened.
But the more he thought about it, the more confused he became. There seemed to be something suddenly in his mind, but he seemed to have never learned it.
This feeling is as if there is suddenly something new at home.?Wallet, but the wallet is obviously not my own, it's very weird.
He tried it, sat up cross-legged, and unconsciously held his hands in a weird shape. When they were put together, it seemed to be called a mudra.
Then, he slowly closed his eyes, without passing by himself, and naturally rolled up his head, with his nose facing his navel, and his breathing began to become evener.
There is a mass of hot air in the Dantian. I usually don't notice it when I'm not paying attention. At this moment, I close my eyes and look for a moment. This energy starts to circulate on its own, flowing along the meridians inside the body without being controlled by my brain. .
Everything became unusual, and he was a little confused. What on earth was going on? !
So, he stood up and hurriedly ran to find Xiao Yuesheng.
Xiao Yuesheng was sitting in a small pavilion, drinking tea with Qu Yang and chatting. Xiao Yuesheng was holding a flute. It was Xiao He who was carrying the white jade flute. Qu Yang had a flute in front of him.
The two of them were talking, playing the flute and playing the harp from time to time, obviously talking about music.
Xiao He and Qu Feiyan were in the bamboo forest, looking for something, looking for one bamboo after another, happily and having a great time.
"Nephew Xiao Xian, you are so good at music theory. I have to be humbled by you, I admire you!" Qu Yang said with a smile while stroking his beard.
" Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled, not feeling anything. He is a man who has attained the Tao. He knows one method and all methods. Music is not a problem, so he is not something to be proud of.
At this moment, Song Xiaoli walked towards this side with light steps. He also felt something strange about his body, as if he was following a certain rhythm and unique footwork, but it was as smooth as flowing water.
He was far away from the pavilion, so he stopped, hesitating whether to come forward and disturb.
Xiao Yuesheng turned around, smiled at him, and waved.
Song Xiaoli hurriedly came over, bowed deeply outside the pavilion, and said, "XiaoMr. Xiao."
"You're welcome, little brother, come and sit down." Xiao Yuesheng looked at him, waved his hand, and waved him over with a gentle smile on his face.
"My dear nephew, I'll go back and have a rest." Qu Yang stood up and played the piano, laughing.
Xiao Yuesheng nodded hurriedly: "Okay, I will go over to find the old man later."
Qu Yang smiled, agreed, turned around and left. When he met Song Xiaoli, he looked at him, nodded, and said nothing.
Song Xiaoli walked over cautiously and stood in front of Xiao Yuesheng, lowering his head and not daring to say anything.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled and said: "Little brother, are you okay?"
"Nonothing's wrong." Song Xiaoli nodded hurriedly. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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