Unknowingly, Li Yitian has been practicing on Changkong Mountain for a month. In the past month, Zamabu has been his daily homework, and he has gradually noticed some subtle changes in himself.

If it is said that the one-year practice in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion has given him a deep understanding of all the acupoints and subtle veins of the human body. Then the practice of this month has allowed him to control this body to a higher level.

Since his reincarnation, although he has not relaxed his cultivation, what he has cultivated in the end is the Longyuan Sword Technique, a martial art that pursues moves and skills.

For a teenager who has just stepped into this world for more than a year, although the foundation of this body is very solid, there are still many subtle flaws in the physical coordination that he can actually make.

Just like the difference between a person's Alipay password payment and fingerprint payment, it doesn't mean that he can't use his body to make all kinds of difficult actions like the original Li Yitian.

It's that he wants to make this action compared to the real Li Yitian, there is a slight delay.

But it was this insignificant sluggishness that made his previous movements lack a kind of smooth coordination.

And this month's squatting and horse step training has made him deeply feel the fullness of the muscles of this body when he is full of energy, and the soreness and trembling of every muscle in the calf muscles, thigh muscles and arms when he is exhausted, the taste is as sour as if the whole person has peeled the skin and soaked it in salt soda.

Unconsciously, there were many flaws in his movements, which also made him feel a little convinced of this hidden old man when he was constantly training like a beast.

On this day, when Li Yitian was still gritting his teeth and striding his horse, looking at the "kind" Sikong Wufeng in front of him respectfully, Sikong Xiaoyue jumped up and down with a box of pastries to visit him.

The girl was dressed in a light green dress today, and her hair was tied into a long ponytail behind her, rippling with the cheerful footsteps of her master.

Even if he has been practicing penance for many days, he is tired like a dead dog every day, and Li Yitian, who is in the time of a sage, and can't give birth to any thoughts about the fair-skinned and beautiful maid Qingluo, can't help but squint his eyes, and secretly praises in his heart: "This girl is really eye-catching." ”

Sikong Wufeng's eagle eyes narrowed slightly, as if he had noticed something, his eyes slanted at Li Yitian, who immediately reined in his voice, with an angry expression of a socialist five-good young man, and continued his Zama step operation seriously and seriously.

At the same time, Li Yitian also complained frantically in his heart: "What do you look at, look at old things! Your granddaughter is beautiful, and the young master can't look at it twice?

And then...... Li Yitian was really beaten. Sikong Wufeng's calloused palm slapped the skull that he had been looking at for a long time.

"Bang!" Li Yitian pounced forward a few steps in the standard vicious dog pooping posture before stopping his figure, and cursed in his heart with porcelain teeth: "Old thing, you wait for me!"

Then he quickly adjusted his facial expression within half a second, raised his head and waved to Sikong Xiaoyue with a sunny face: "Sister Xiaoyue, you are dressed really beautifully today, but you came to visit me?"

Sikong Xiaoyue's face flushed, her hands behind her back, the ten fingers of Qianqian, which were as white as green onions, were entangled at an angle that Li Yitian and Sikong Wufeng could not see, and the toes of her right foot quietly drew a half circle on the snow, and there was a little shyness in her demeanor that her little daughter's mind was seen through.

Brother Li's words are too direct, hmph, it's not subtle at all! The girl's mind turned around for a moment, and she didn't know how many laps she had earned.

In the end, it is the children of the rivers and lakes who have a cool personality, Sikong Xiaoyue did not be shy for too long before she generously admitted her purpose. She looked up and down at Li Yitian, who hadn't seen her for a month, and began to habitually become a nymphomaniac, well, Brother Li is more handsome after not seeing him for a month!

She quickly glanced at her grandfather on the side, and said without words: "What kind of kung fu has Brother Li learned from his grandfather this month?"

Li Yitian replied casually: "The main thing is to be beaten madly, piggybacking on the feet to practice boxing." ”

Sikong Xiaoyue is really curious now, Brother Li's swordsmanship is the best among his peers, but is it kung fu......

So she asked Sikong Wufeng curiously, "Grandpa, what kind of boxing does Brother Li learn from you?"

The population of the Sikong family has withered for several generations, from Sikong Wufeng's father to Sikong Wushuang, there are three generations of single transmission, and it is not until Sikong Jingming's generation that there is one more precious granddaughter.

Therefore, Sikong Wufeng was particularly doted on Sikong Xiaoyue, and his handsome old face was full of smiles: "He is learning a boxing technique from me, called "Shaking Kunlun". Grandpa told you that this is a great boxing method, far-reaching, majestic, and unparalleled in the world! This kid is too uncompetitive to learn even the fur for a month. ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Li Yitian with disgust, just like looking at a young and weak Jingba who could only wag his tail and sell cuteness.

Li Yitian was suddenly angry by his eyes, and he couldn't help but roll up his sleeves and beat him.

Sikong Wufeng just glanced at him lightly, Li Yitian was decisive, there was no way, he really couldn't beat this old thing.

He could only muttered aggrievedly: "You only let me squat this month, and at most add one punch to close the boxing, what can I learn?" ”

Sikong Wufeng raised his eyebrows: "Yo, the kid is still in trouble with me." Think what I've taught you is not good? Come, Yue'er, compare with him. ”

Seeing the attitude of the old thing, Li Yitian also muttered in his heart: "Looking at his tone, did he misunderstand the old thing?"

Could it be that the road is simple, and there are many profound connotations in the things that Sikong Wufeng handed over to him, but he can't see it through his own short-sightedness?"

Sikong Xiaoyue was a little excited in her heart, fighting empty-handed, isn't this able to meet Brother Li openly?

The two began to discuss with each other, and after three moves, "Bang!", Sikong Xiaoyue pulled Li Yitian's right elbow, and twisted his body to exert force an over-the-shoulder fall with a large arc.

Li Yitian looked at the blue sky and felt a little confused in his brain, did he misunderstand the thoughts of the old timers?

What was it that gave this old thing the confidence to dare him compete with others?

"Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!",

......

Li Yi looked at the sky in front of him with no love, and he swore that his first goal in learning martial arts in the future was to one day be able to kill the old thing Sikong Wufeng!

The pit of the tower code!

Sikong Xiaoyue cautiously looked at Li Yitian, who was facing the sky on his back, he seemed to be a little too excited just now, did he beat Brother Li too badly?

Will Brother Li ignore me because of this?

Thinking about it, Sikong Xiaoyue also had some small grievances in her heart, and she had already shown mercy to her subordinates, otherwise if she punched Brother Li's body, or cut a palm on the tendons everywhere, it would hurt Brother Li's body even more.

She looked at Li Yitian, who was lying on the ground and refused to get up, and tentatively stretched out her slender hand.

Li Yitian took her hand and stood up, then ...... smiled and looked at Sikong Wufeng and didn't let go.

Well, Sister Yue'er's little hands are so soft, her skin is so smooth, and she feels so comfortable with a comforting warmth.

Sikong Xiaoyue's pretty face was so red that it seemed to be dripping blood, and with a "boom", Sikong Wufeng gritted his teeth, and his whole body exuded a dangerous aura, just like an ancient beast, this kid, owe a beating!

Li Yitian let out a mischievous breath, knowing that it was inappropriate to hold other girls' hands like this, so he let go of Sikong Xiaoyue's little hand casually.

Sikong Xiaoyue, whose body was tense like a puppet, finally breathed a sigh of relief, looking at his slender hand that was let go, and secretly sighed in his heart that it was really terrible just now, after being held by Brother Li, his mind would not turn.

But thinking of Li Yitian's behavior of just holding it for a moment and letting go, for some reason, the girl had a feeling of loss in her heart.

Sikong Xiaoyue's every move was fully watched by Sikong Wufeng, and he sighed secretly in his heart: "Wronged." ”

He glanced at Li Yitian deeply, and suddenly lost his temper, but just said flatly: "What do you understand?"

Li Yitian was stunned, could it be that the old man really had any meaning in letting himself prick the horse for a month?

Sikong Wufeng scolded sharply: "Stupid! All the punches and kicks you originally learned have been completely forgotten by you, otherwise how can you have no power to fight back in front of Yue'er! Not only fists and feet, but even what you can do with your own body, you don't know how to practice boxing! Practice boxing first and practice first, you can't even do the most basic waist and horse integration, and everything you learn is in vain!"

Sikong Wufeng's words were like a bucket of cold water poured on Li Yitian, like an initiation, Li Yitian instantly figured out a lot of things.

After all, he still despised this world of martial arts, and when he thought about it carefully, although the year in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion was extremely dangerous, he did create the exercises he wanted.

But to be honest, it should be a few scripture keepers who are afraid that they will have other suicidal thoughts again, so they accompany themselves to mess around.

With their eyesight, they should have discovered many inconsistencies in their bodies long ago, but they didn't have the shocking conjecture that this body had changed into a different person.

It was a trick to go to the battlefield to capture Mo Lin alive and use drugs, and it was also a surprise to fight with the Wheel King, it seems that compared with Sikong Xiaoyue and them, his strength is really not very good, but he was too smooth before and ignored this fact.

He took a deep breath, gathered his mind, looked at Sikong Xiaoyue, who didn't know what was going on, and explained with a smile: "It's okay, I just remembered some things that I had been ignoring before. ”

In the next training, Li Yitian was more serious, and after realizing his shortcomings, he was even more eager to have a strong martial art.

Because he can't rely on his luck and cleverness all his life, that will make him step into the abyss from which he will never recover.

Sikong Wufeng looked at Li Yitian, who was training harder, and felt a little more recognition in his heart, he was able to clearly recognize his mistakes and be willing to correct them, this kid's heart is not bad, but his talent is ......

Thinking of this, Sikong Wufeng sighed softly with a little regret in his eyes.

At the end of the day's training, Li Yitian's result was still unconscious and being carried down the mountain by Angkor.

Just when Angkor put him into the prepared bath soup, Li Yitian, who had come to his senses, stopped Angkor, who was about to leave: "Brother Ang, you already knew what Sikong said today, right?"

Wu Cheng was silent, nodded and said, "Xiaotian, don't think about it, everyone in the Scripture Pavilion still admired you very much that year, after all, not everyone has the courage to walk between life and death all the time." ”

Li Yitian smiled weakly: "Brother Ang, don't comfort me." When I was learning from you before, you said that something seemed wrong with my talent. I want to ask you, how low is my talent now, and don't lie to me, because I'm going to find out the truth eventually. ”

Angkor was silent, and Li Yitian's heart gradually sank to the bottom with the quiet atmosphere: "Extremely bad, right?"

Angkor nodded, and finally couldn't help but sigh: "To be honest, Xiaotian, your talent is unmistakable. You once practiced marksmanship with the master on the fifth floor of the Scripture Pavilion, and you have already gained two points of his charm. But when you wake up, the gun's intent is gone. ”

Li Yitian's eyes were gloomy, and he smiled self-deprecatingly, he originally thought that he had crossed into this world, and when he opened his eyes, he was a golden brick and jade tile, and he was a noble man of the heavenly family.

It turned out that he was still an ordinary ordinary person.

Li Yitian thought for a while, and then asked, "Does my father know about this matter?"

Wu Cheng nodded again.

"What did he say?"

"Your Majesty wishes you peace and joy throughout your life. ”

"Understood, then there should have been someone secretly protecting me when I was on the battlefield, I don't know who that person is?"

"General Tianya - Lin Tianya and Liu Changfeng, General Liu. ”

"Well, I'm fine, Angkor, go back. ”

Wu Cheng opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything after all, and left the room silently.

Li Yitian looked at the petals floating on the surface of the water and smiled lightly, so it was so, no wonder the people around him responded to his needs after waking up.

Is this pity for yourself?

The reason why the one on the dragon chair later rewarded Mo Lin to himself was also because of this.

Li Yitian, who was a man in two lives, did not make a fuss because everything he got was due to the pity of others.

But his fists hidden under the water gradually clenched, Father, you gave the so-called emperor "kindness" but still don't know me well enough.

In my previous life, I was just an ordinary person, with no extraordinary skills or lofty ambitions, but even if it was as ordinary as dust, it was the life I lived by myself, and everything I got was earned by my own efforts.

I walk in the world, and I am worthy of admiration!

Everything you gave me this time, even if I overdrew it in advance. In the next time, I must do something to pay off these things, and then, whether I want to fight over that chair, you don't count!

Thinking like this, he gradually slipped under the water, only to feel that the water was so warm and completely different from the world outside the water.