Time flies, and before you know it, the moon is sinking in the west, and it is about to break, the old man looked at the sky, interrupted Su Jing, and said to him: "It's dawn soon, let's be here today, you prepare some food tomorrow night, and I'll come to you again." ”

The old man said, grabbed Su Jing, jumped downstairs, returned to Su Jing's room after a few moves, threw Su Jing on the bed, jumped out of the window again, and disappeared.

Su Jing was still immersed in the wonder of beginner martial arts, but in a blink of an eye, he returned to his room, and suddenly had an unreal feeling, and hurriedly ran to the window, where is the figure of the old man?

"I wasn't dreaming just now, was I?" Su Jing muttered to himself, but the constant pain on his body told him the truth of this qiē, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a smile.

It was still dark outside the window, I picked up the mobile phone at the bedside and looked at it at exactly five o'clock, and I stayed on the roof all night, falling and falling, my body was dirty, and the thermal underwear that I didn't wear for a long time was dirty again.

Su Jing took off his clothes neatly, threw them into a big bag, stuffed it under the bed, and then scrubbed his body before lying down on the bed.

One night, almost sleepless, tired and without a trace of strength, there is no place in the body that does not hurt, only to learn only six styles, and that set of basic martial arts has a full seventy-two styles. Even so, the old man was not very satisfied, saying that Su Jing was not only not good at his roots, but also had poor qualifications and understanding, and he couldn't even learn such a set of basic martial arts.

But Su Jing was satisfied, after all, being able to learn the legendary martial arts was absolutely unimaginable in the past, as for those so-called qualifications and understandings, what was there to ask for?

Although Su Jing was tired and sleepy, he didn't dare to really sleep, he was woken up by his mother after lying in a daze for a while, and when he saw that it was almost seven o'clock, he was startled, and hurriedly dressed and washed, grabbed his schoolbag and ran to school.

When passing by the big market, I also bought two iron tenderloins for ten yuan. The more than 50,000 yuan, although he had the intention to take it out to change the family situation, he never found any reason to give it to his parents, so he simply hid it in the basement now, and no longer cared about his parents' living expenses, and usually only took out one or two hundred as pocket money. This kind of practice only made his parents think that Su Jing had grown up and knew how to save, who knew that not only did he not know how to save, but also because the money came too easily, he became even more extravagant.

A piece of membrane, with a piece of tenderloin and a fried egg in the middle, it is not too fragrant! Although it is delicious, it is also expensive and expensive, the size of a palm, it costs five yuan, Su Jing has a lot of rice, and he can only eat enough if he eats two, if he had put it in the past, he would never have spent ten yuan for breakfast.

"It's good to be rich. ”

Su Jing sighed in his heart, and he also endured the pain and kept running, and finally rushed to the classroom before the start of the morning self-study. Wang Ting watched him rush into the classroom sweating profusely with two iron plate tenderloins, pursed her lips, and said, "Come late and eat a lot, you are really a pig now." ”

"You are jealous of my good appetite, and you will eat it if you don't accept it. Su Jing sat on the chair without raising his head, took out the fragrant breakfast and took a big bite, when he bought it, he deliberately let the person put more chili peppers, and when he bought it, he drooled and swallowed it into his stomach, the whole stomach was like a fire, hot, and the whole person was a little more comfortable.

"Like you, eat like a pig. Wang Ting rolled her eyes when she saw his enjoyment, pretended to go and continued to study.

This whole day, Su Jing ignored the teacher again, first lay on the table to make up for a morning's sleep, and when he woke up, it was already noon, Su Jing ran out of school, had lunch, and bought some food and drink for the old man, and then practiced the six martial arts he learned last night in the abandoned factory, and returned to school when it was time for class.

The whole classroom was full of people, and Su Jing didn't dare to sneak out of the classroom for no reason, the moves' footwork couldn't be practiced, so Su Jing lowered his head and secretly practiced the method of breathing and breathing.

Su Jing didn't know if this was the legendary internal strength, so he said yes, but after practicing all night, he didn't practice the legendary internal strength, and he didn't even have any special feelings. Saying no, it feels quite complicated, the breath is long or short, the stomach is bulging or retracting, and it is necessary to imagine that this qi travels in a fixed route in the body.

The old man said that the pace of this set of martial arts is for movement, and the hypothetical is for static.

When he was practicing last night, Su Jing was just learning to practice, he only cared about the footwork, practiced the exercises, and paid the most attention to breathing and breathing, as for the imaginary breath flow, it was too ethereal and there was no time to take care of it.

At this moment, he can't practice martial arts, Su Jing has the heart to practice Jinggong, but it's a pity that his mind is chaotic, it is difficult to achieve clarity in his heart, and he can't imagine the situation in his body, he has practiced for a long time, but he has just practiced breathing. However, Su Jing is not in a hurry, the old man has long said that his qualifications and understanding are not good, and it is not uncommon to be difficult to do, but as the saying goes, diligence can make up for clumsiness, as long as you practice diligently, you can always succeed.

Throughout the day, Su Jing kept practicing breathing and breathing, although he didn't listen to the class, he felt much more fulfilling than the monotonous and boring days when he was immersed in hard reading.

When he got home from school, Su Jing didn't sleep, just practiced the first six styles in his room. Because the method of tuna has been applied quite purely in school before, it is also similar to the dynamic exercise at this moment, although there is no old man by his side to guide and correct, there is also a sense of stagnation in the water.

"It seems that this meditation is the key, if there is no meditation to cooperate, this martial arts will not have that magical effect at all. Su Jing knew that he had found the right direction, and his enthusiasm was even higher, but the consequence of this was that after practicing for a while, his limbs trembled and his body was sore. But Su Jing didn't care, gritted his teeth and continued to practice.

Su Jing is a child of an ordinary family, his family conditions are average, his academic performance is also below average, it is almost difficult to change his fate if he wants to be admitted to a good university, and he is an unwilling ordinary person, this situation of not seeing the future makes him a little irritable and depressed every day. So, once he seized any opportunity, he couldn't wait to devote himself to it.

He has such energy, it can be said that he has not had it in his life, one is that he thinks it is an almost impossible opportunity, and the other is that he really likes it. The story of practicing martial arts should only exist in novels and movies, how can it be reflected in reality?

Twentieth-century martial arts novels are popular all over China, and twenty-first-century online novels have brainwashed countless teenagers, and Su Jing has always had a martial arts complex in his heart.

Therefore, he was really addicted to it, and this practice forgot about the time.

Until one o'clock in the second half of the night, the window rang, and then the old man jumped in through the window, and Su Jing was still addicted to martial arts, full of movement and breathing routes, the old man's behavior of trespassing into the house was familiar with the road, unscrupulous, not to mention the movement, but also a little, but Su Jing was unaware of this qiē.

"This kid is so obsessed with martial arts, practicing martial arts, is it possible that I have lost my eyes, this kid is still a material that can be made?" the old man glanced at him, frowned, and woke him up with a light cough.

Su Jing was very happy to see the old man coming as promised, handed him the schoolbag full of food and drink, and said, "Senior, you are here, I have already bought the food." ”

The old man didn't speak, just nodded indifferently, took the schoolbag, grabbed Su Jing, and brought him to the top of the building.

PS: Chapter 2 is coming, and the passing officials ask for collections!!