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- Chapter 167 Crouching Tiger
"Bang!" Like the sound of defeat, it suddenly turned somersaults a few feet away from Xiao Yuesheng.
It rolled up on the ground, jumped up again, roared and rushed towards Xiao Yuesheng, its eyes changed from amber to blood red.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled faintly, shook his head, and flicked his sleeves again.
"Bang!" With a dull sound, it was leaping in mid-air, and suddenly it turned over again, landed on its butt, and fell heavily to the ground.
It roared again and again, stood up again, and jumped towards Xiao Yuesheng.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled and gently brushed his left sleeve again.
This time, it felt like it was hit by a giant tree, and it fell violently. It fell three feet away and hit a pine tree half way up.
"Bang!" The pine needles fell.
After hitting the pine tree, it fell to the ground again. It turned over and stood up, roared again, bent down, rushed out, ran up two steps, and jumped up, as fast as an arrow leaving the string.
This pounce was faster and more fierce. Before the tiger arrived, the wind had already arrived, blowing away the clothes of Xiao Yuesheng and Fang Xueqing, as if they were caught in a strong wind.
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, admiring the tiger's bloody spirit, but he still raised his left hand and flicked his sleeve.
"Bang!" Like the sound of defeat, the tiger paused in the air, then moved on all fours, rolled back, and hit the pine tree just now again.
"Bang!" The pine needles fell, like light rain falling, more and denser than before.
There was blood at the corner of the tiger's mouth. He stood up unsteadily and stared at Xiao Yuesheng. The blood in his eyes had faded and returned to amber.
It flourished once, then declined, and finally exhausted. Four times in a row, it was hit by Xiao Yuesheng's cassock demon-subduing skill and fell miserably. Its original vitality was somewhat weakened.
It staggered, staggered, and its steps were unsteady, as if it would fall down at any time. The light in its eyes was dim, and it slowly walked toward Xiao Yuesheng. There was no hostility in its eyes anymore, and it approached cautiously.
"Sir, you have subdued it!" Fang Xueqing shouted happily.
Xiao Yuesheng¡¯s eyes flashed with clear light. He stared closely at the tiger¡¯s amber eyes and suddenly laughed: ¡°Interesting, this tiger is really interesting!¡±
Fang Xueqing thought Xiao Yuesheng was happy, so she also rejoiced and said with a smile: "Young Master is so wise and powerful that he can subdue even the king of beasts!"
" Xiao Yuesheng shook his head with a smile, stretched out his hand to push her away gently, and asked her to lean back. Fang Xueqing was confused as to what was wrong.
"Roar!" A roar came like a gust of wind, so close at hand, the tiger suddenly got into trouble and pounced on Xiao Yuesheng.
"You know it!" Xiao Yuesheng laughed, and flicked his sleeves again, making a muffled "bang" sound, like a heavy beating of a drum, which made people's scalp numb.
With a "hoo" sound, the tiger flew out sideways, flying more than three feet away, and hit the big rock hard.
The big stone was exactly what it stood on before, and it was rugged.
There was a loud "bang" and the fall was very strong.
The tiger fell on it and suddenly went soft, like a rag bag falling on a stone. It lay motionless on it, held its breath, and passed out.
Fang Xueqing¡¯s bright eyes widened and she said in surprise: ¡°Sir, it¡it¡¯s actually cheating?!¡±
Xiao Yuesheng smiled and nodded, looking at the tiger on the stone with great interest: "Who says it's not?!Haha, it's almost becoming a spirit!"
"Giggle" Fang Xueqing laughed delicately.
She found it interesting that this tiger actually surrendered. It was outsmarted instead of outmatched, and it was comparable to humans. She had only heard of foxes being cunning, but never heard of tigers doing this.
"Sir, is it okay?" She saw the tiger lying on the stone, motionless, and was a little worried. She wanted to check it out, but was afraid that it was playing tricks again.
"It doesn't matter, I'm really going back this time!" Xiao Yuesheng smiled and shook his head, slowly approaching and walking to the tiger.
It lay there flat with its eyes closed, motionless, and still felt that its power was undiminished, its claws were faintly sharp, its abdomen was rising and falling, and its breathing was also frightening.
Xiao Yuesheng reached out and pressed the word "Íõ", and an internal force slowly passed through his palm.
"Woo" A low whistling sound sounded, like thunder rolling slowly, and it slowly opened its amber eyes.
Seeing Xiao Yuesheng's face so close to his eyes, he seemed startled and stood up suddenly, then staggered as if he was drunk.
Xiao Yuesheng stood up and looked at it with interest, smiling.
"Roar" A low whistle sounded, its eyes widened, it twisted its body, jumped out, and shot diagonally into the woods, like a gust of wind blowing through it.??disappeared.
"Young Master" Fang Xueqing said hurriedly, looking in the direction where the tiger disappeared.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled, waved his hand and said: "Ignore it, let's continue picking ginseng!"
Fang Xueqing looked at the place where the tiger disappeared again, her jade face showed doubts, and she hurriedly asked: "Sir, are you going to let it go like this?"
¡°Let¡¯s let it go for now, don¡¯t be in a hurry.¡± Xiao Yuesheng smiled and moved forward with graceful steps.
The branches and leaves in front of him opened a path and lowered themselves down, like a subject meeting an emperor. Xiao Yuesheng moved forward without any hindrance, and Fang Xueqing hurriedly followed.
The two of them walked higher and higher, and the temperature became colder and colder. It seemed that it was late autumn. Their clothes were thin, but they didn't feel the coolness, which was due to the wonderful effect of their internal strength.
Fang Xueqing was in high spirits, her excitement was evident on her brows, and she couldn't hide it. She had picked more than a dozen wild ginseng along the way, so she couldn't help but be happy.
She knew how precious wild ginseng was, and all the wild ginseng Xiao Yuesheng found were very old, no less than a hundred years old.
A hundred years later, every one of them is a treasure with unpredictable value. Fang Xueqing is as excited as a child every time she digs one.
Her jade hands became smoother and smoother, and her digging became more and more accurate. Xiao Yuesheng taught her a method, pressing wild ginseng with her hand, and slowly sending an inner force like blue silk into the ground.
The thinner this inner force is, the better, and it must be controlled freely. If the inner force is not pure, it will be extremely difficult to achieve. Fang Xueqing practices hard and has perseverance, so she can barely do it.
When this inner force enters the wild ginseng, you will feel the meridians in it. Not only people have meridians, but plants also have them, but few people pay attention to them.
A trace of internal energy enters and runs slowly along the meridians of wild ginseng, covering each of their fine whiskers. At this time, close your eyes, just like looking inward during Qigong practice, and then press a mysterious mental method.
Under the operation of the mental method, an outline of ginseng vaguely appeared in my mind, and the position and shape of the wild ginseng under my hand had been understood in my mind.
When I started digging again, I knew what I was doing, and with a few strokes of my hands, I dug out a wild ginseng completely and put it into the jade box.
Fang Xueqing understood that this was the young master¡¯s instruction and also the way to practice martial arts.
After more than a dozen wild ginseng plants came down, she felt that her internal energy was lively and functioning as she wished. She was able to move her fingers like an arm and was a level better than before. She was very happy.
She couldn¡¯t hide her excitement about her great progress in martial arts and her big gains. She was so happy that Xiao Yuesheng was also infected and felt happy.
After a while, Fang Xueqing would talk about the tiger from before. It was both ferocious and cunning, which impressed her deeply. Now her fear disappeared and she felt cute instead.
She asked from time to time: "Master, let's take it back, okay?"
Whenever this happens, Xiao Yuesheng just smiles and shakes his head, but doesn¡¯t say much. Sometimes he pretends to be deaf and mute, pretending not to hear, and refuses to comment.
He didn¡¯t tell Fang Xueqing that there was a trace of true energy in the tiger¡¯s body, and its location clearly appeared in his mind, making it easy to find it.
Soon, the sun was setting, and the afterglow filled the sky, dyeing the woods, forming a golden-red forest, magnificent and beautiful.
They stepped up their pace and reached the top of the mountain. Xiao Yuesheng held on to the big standing stone and looked to the west. The sun was as big as a red disk, hanging diagonally on the horizon, and was about to fall.
Seeing Xiao Yuesheng holding the stone and looking to the west with a confused expression, and a faint look of melancholy and loneliness on his face, she felt a pain in her heart and wished she could hold him in her arms and comfort him softly.
She sighed softly, gently smoothed a strand of hair from her temples, came to Xiao Yuesheng's side, and asked softly: "Sir, shall we go back tonight?"
A gust of wind blows, her white shirt flutters, her grace is beautiful, her white jade face is reflected in the sunset, she is charming and charming, making people's hearts beat.
"Let's stay one night." Xiao Yuesheng said without turning his head while still looking at the sunset.
"Yes." Fang Xueqing responded softly.
"Xueqing, go and cut down four trees, use your palm strength they should be as thick as your waist." Xiao Yuesheng turned his head and thought she was so beautiful that he took a second look.
"Yes!" Fang Xueqing's face turned red immediately, she turned around and walked away, flying up quickly and fluttering into the woods below.
She came to the woods and covered her beautiful face, feeling ashamed and happy, with a sweet heart.
After a while, she hurriedly put down her hands, sorted out her thoughts, slowly calmed down, stood in front of a pine tree, and took a look.
He lowered his head and looked at his small waist again, and then looked at the tree. He felt that it was about the same thickness. He slowly raised his right palm and stopped it in front of his chest.
The palm of her hand has turned into a shiny white color, as if it were carved from a piece of mutton-fat white jade. It is exactly the jade hand she has been using during the day.
?This jade hand is not only hard, but also sharp, like a sword. There is something mysterious in it and it is extremely unpredictable, so it is difficult to practice.
When she used her jade hand, she inserted the stone like cutting tofu, which shows that it is as sharp as a sword that cuts iron like mud.
The right hand, which was like mutton-fat white jade, was cut flatly, and there was a "chi" sound, like a piece of silk being torn, and the small hand was cut through the middle and penetrated the tree body.
"Creak" She patted it with her left hand, and the pine tree fell slowly. The cut left in the ground was smooth, smoother than the one cut with a saw, as if it had been struck with a plane.
She smiled softly, feeling very satisfied. She turned around and looked around, and hit another tree. She cut it flat with her right hand. After penetrating, she patted it with her left hand and knocked down the tree.
By doing this, the four trees were soon completed. One tree in each hand, she lifted it up to Xiao Yuesheng lightly and finished it twice.
Xiao Yuesheng nodded with satisfaction, picked up one, and gently stroked it with his left palm, carelessly tracing it from one end to the other.
Wherever the palm touches, the branches and leaves fall, and the pine tree becomes smooth and becomes wood.
He raised his palm like a knife, swish, swish, swish, and after a few strokes, they were cut open or cut apart into sections, and then he put them together.
After a while, a small house was formed, simple but solid, with a touch of elegance.
Fang Xueqing was filled with admiration and stared at it, wanting to learn this skill.
Xiao Yuesheng made a bed directly out of wood. It was durable, long and wide. He sat cross-legged on it, while Fang Xueqing lay on it.
The hut was small and filled with a light rosin scent. Xiao Yuesheng was sitting cross-legged on the south end of the bed, adjusting his breath into meditation, motionless. Fang Xueqing's head was on the north end, lying on her side, motionless.
The two of them didn't say a word. It was extremely quiet in the hut. The night was thick outside, and the night wind blew through the treetops, and a whistling sound was clearly audible.
With Xiao Yuesheng at her feet, Fang Xueqing felt that the whole cabin was filled with a charming atmosphere, an indescribable feeling, sweet and astringent, both looking forward to and afraid at the same time.
She lay there, unable to sleep at all, and finally sat up, meditating and adjusting her breath. Xiao Yuesheng opened her eyes and smiled lightly.
Suddenly, he stood up, opened the door, and stepped out.
"Roar" The roar of the tiger came, and the hut shook like a strong wind. Fang Xueqing was surprised. She didn't expect another tiger to appear.
Could it be that it was the one from before? It sounds like the voice is full of energy and doesn't sound like it's injured, so it's not the one from before?
She floated out. The night was dark and the moon hung high like a jade plate. Occasionally, the howls of wolves and other beasts could be heard, which was very chilling.
Her eyes widened, but she didn't see Xiao Yuesheng, so she listened carefully, "Roar" The tiger roared again, and she hurriedly looked for the sound and left.
She was walking lightly when a dark shadow flashed before her eyes, and suddenly emerged from the woods, like a gust of wind, appearing in front of her.
¡°Young Master Young Master?¡± Fang Xueqing¡¯s eyes widened and she looked in front of her in surprise.
She saw that her young master was sitting on the back of a tiger, with his legs hanging down and his expression leisurely, looking at her with a smile on his face, free and elegant. - 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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