On that snowy night, Du Ah Fu burned down the grass hut with the old night Xianglang, and walked to the gate of the academy against the wind and snow.

But there was something in his heart that made the six-year-old Ah Fu not knock on the door of the academy, but curled up, lay down at the door of the academy, closed his eyes, and waited for the wind and snow to drown him.

As the snow on Ah Fu's body became thicker and thicker, the snow in the sky did not stop, but became heavier and heavier, and after a while, the little night carrot in a broken cotton jacket disappeared into a blank of white.

When Afu was about to faint, a person's panting and scolding came from the other side of the long street:

"Damn! It's snowing so hard on a dog day! I can't open my stall! Ouch! I'm tired to death! I'm afraid this snow hasn't fallen so much in more than ten years!"

As the man spoke, he kicked something, "ouch", followed by the sound of some dishes and chopsticks toppling over.

"What is this?"

Lao Liu turned over the "thing" that tripped over him, and saw that his mouth was purple from the cold, and he was shivering all over.

As soon as Lao Liu saw that it was a person, he was shocked and pulled Afu up:

"Child, child, wake up, wake up!"

Lao Liu was stunned and Ah Fu was cold, and hurriedly opened the box containing noodles, and after a little hesitation, he poured a mouthful of steaming noodle soup for Ah Fu, and then knocked on the door of the academy.

Stay Ah Fu has to live.

Master Liu, thank you for a mouthful of noodle soup back then.

Ah Fu looked at the long snow in the sky and sighed in his heart.

At the same time, I am also sincerely happy that I can go to the capital to live a good life.

For no reason, Ah Fu suddenly thought of another poem taught by Mr.:

White Yujing in the sky, five cities on the twelfth floor.

The immortals caressed my top, and my hair was immortalized.

After reciting the verses, Ah Fu's steps were much lighter, and he walked briskly towards the academy.

Walking back to the academy, the doors of the four places were already closed, but it was difficult for Ah Fu to stay, because he almost didn't go through the main gate except for picking up the night incense and going out from the gate.

Along the wall of the academy came to a branch sticking out of the wall along the old locust tree, at this time the branch has been covered with a thin layer of snow, the dumb Afuha has a cold hand, and then took a few steps back, rushed towards the wall, two steps on the wall after the whole person jumped up, and then grabbed a thick branch with both hands, the waist was violently forced, the whole person swinged, and easily turned over.

The stunned Ah Fu stabilized his body, wrapped the food in his arms again, and looked up to see that a house in front of him was still brightly lit, and a busy figure with a pen was reflected in the window.

The corners of Afu's mouth curved, and he went straight to the house with food.

"Squeak——"

Du Afu pushed open the door and asked a little strangely:

"With such a big snowstorm, why don't you lock the door?"

The man who lit the lamp and carried the pen in front of the window did not look back, but replied casually:

"Of course it's for you. ”

It was not strange to stay in Afu, he picked up a stool and sat on the side at random, took out the food he was carrying in his arms and put it on the tea table.

"Warm your hands. ”

The man handed the stove at his feet to the dumb afu with the hand that had not written.

"No, you can use it!"

Du Ah Fu crossed his two hands that were red from the cold and pressed them against the crook of his arm, and the whole person curled up in a ball on the chair.

The man didn't reply, but his hand holding the stove hung there, as if he had been hanging there without answering.

About half an hour later, the wind and snow outside the window rustled among the leaves of the bamboo forest, and Ah Fu took the stove and put it beside him, and scolded:

"Lu Xingyu, you're such a fucking shaft!"

The man in the green shirt didn't reply, but the corners of his mouth were crooked, and Ah Fu couldn't see it.

Ah Fu sat on the chair, feeling the temperature from the stove, and did not speak, just waited quietly.

The man turned his back to Du Afu, and he didn't know what he was writing, like spring eating mulberry, rustling and rustling.

Finally, after about a quarter of an hour, the man put down his pen, washed it in the clean pen holder, folded the spread book and put it back into place, and several sheets of rice paper filled with timeless and beautiful fonts were neatly put together.

When everything was almost sorted out, the man looked back at Du Afu.

The right path is:

The eyebrows are like a sword, the stars are like the sky, a green light illuminates the dark room, and the son is as warm as jade.

Such a handsome young man, in the end, made a cheeky person like Afu ashamed of himself.

"Tut! Lu Xingyu! Your face is too good-looking, it's a pity not to be a little lady!

The young man in the green shirt seemed to be familiar with the words of Du Ah Fu, but he just pulled out a chair next to Du Ah Fu, opened the miscellaneous bag wrapped in food, and took out a pair of chopsticks out of nowhere, put two chopsticks and put the pig ears in his mouth and chewed and chewed.

The young man's face showed a slightly satisfied expression, and suddenly he put down his chopsticks, feeling that something was missing, and stretched out his hand to the stunned Afu:

"Bring it!"

"What?"

Afu pretended not to know anything.

"Books, wine, you haven't gotten rid of the smell of wine, who are you bluffing!"

"Damn! You're a dog, you have such a smart nose!"

"I was born in the Year of the Dog!"

The boy replied disappreciatively.

Du Afu pursed his lips, and reluctantly took out the three books in his arms and the remaining half pot of wine that he had drunk at Lao Liutou's house just now.

"And!"

Before the young man's hand could be stretched back, Ah Fu looked at the young man in front of him, gritted his teeth and nodded:

"It's really different in the Year of the Dog!"

As he spoke, Du Afu took out a roast chicken wrapped in butter paper from his arms, which he had bought in Dongshi this afternoon.

"It's better to take it out early, I have to let you take it out every time. ”

The young man unceremoniously twisted off a chicken leg and bit down on the meat, and then directly picked up the wine jug and drank it to his mouth........ Mountain bandits?

Suddenly, the young man who was holding the book and was about to turn the pages found the folds on the book, frowned, and looked at Du Afu:

"Chen Qiusheng is making trouble for you again today?"

Ah Fu was stunned for a moment, and suddenly laughed:

"No! No! I fell on my way back from Higashi today! Look! What is this!"

As he spoke, he took out the quaint book from his arms.

"The Northern Martial Arts?! Great! With this old version of the Northern Martial Classics, you may be able to cultivate!"

Lu Xingyu also said happily when he saw the book in Afu's hand.

"Quick! help me see!"

Du Afu handed the book to Lu Xingyu, Lu Xingyu hesitated for a while, and then took it unceremoniously.

Ah Fu was very happy to think that he would be able to cultivate soon, but the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually disappeared with Lu Xingyu's frown.

"What's wrong? Is there anything wrong with this book?"

Lu Xingyu pursed her lips and was silent, scratching her head in a hurry.

"There's nothing wrong with this book, it's just that if you cultivate according to this book, you can only cultivate the first layer of the Kaiyuan Realm, and when you reach the second layer, you still can't cultivate. ”

Lu Xingyu read the first few places of this book, and said after understanding it.

After listening to this, Ah Fu hung his head and said:

"Is it because of the severance of my martial arts? Actually, I already knew that when my husband said that I can't practice in my life, that's true.......

"I don't believe it! There are no absolutes in everything! Since your martial arts have been cut off, then follow this book to open eight acupuncture points first, and if the eight acupoints don't work, then open one acupuncture point first! One year will not become ten years! Ten years will not become twenty years! Dripping water pierces stones, and iron pestles become needles! One day you will definitely be able to embark on the road of cultivating truth!"

When the young man saw that Ah Fu was discouraged, he pulled him to a lump in the house and motioned for Ah Fu to sit cross-legged on it.

"Now let's start cultivating, you sit down first! With both hands open, palms facing up, left hand down, right hand up together, thumbs upright not leaning together, mind to guard the lower abdomen dantian, and then slowly close your eyes. ”

The boy said slowly, and Ah Fu did so.

"Everything in heaven and earth is born with qi, so the eight acupoints will first open the qi in the body, and meditate in the mind with a breath of clear qi, which is poured into the chest from the head and straight into the middle of the chest. ”

Du Ah Fu closed his eyes tightly, desperately imagining a breath of fresh air coming down from the sky and pouring into his heart, and suddenly, he felt as if something was pressing on his chest, causing his breathing to suddenly become short.

"Hmm!

Afu's eyelashes moved slightly, wanting to open his eyes.

"Don't open your eyes! Keep meditating! Hold back!"

Lu Xingyu didn't expect that Ah Fu would be able to introduce the innate essence into his body so quickly, and hurriedly whispered in his ear.

"Hmm!"

Dumb Ah Fu agreed, and then gritted his teeth and insisted, the breath of fresh air poured into his chest did not settle down, but began to scurry towards his limbs like a headless fly, but found that all the paths were blocked, and retreated in desperation, but it began to attack Dumb Ah Fu's Jizhong point very violently, hitting again and again, as if to push Dumb Ah Fu's chest open.

"Ahhh!!hhh

Du Ah Fu was in pain and couldn't help but cry out, but he quickly gritted his teeth and smothered the violent breath in his heart.

A ruthless energy poured out of the painful Du Ah Fu, gritted his teeth and desperately locked those clear qi in the middle of the body, letting it run wildly, and then he felt that his lower abdomen also gushed out a breath of qi straight into the body, that gas seemed to carry the will of the stay Ah Fu, and grasping the restless clear air was a violent beating, the two gases turned into two villains in the middle of the body of the stay Ah Fu, entangled with each other, you punched me and punched each other, the difference is that one is supported by the outside Qing Qi, and the other is made of the essence in the body of Du Ah Fu himself.

After a while, Ah Fu's whole body was soaked, and in the cold room, a trace of white smoke even began to emerge from Ah Fu's head, and the green tendons burst out, and the whole person trembled.

Lu Xingyu on the side was very anxious, he had never seen anyone open the air pocket like this, it was like going crazy!

However, going mad is a problem that only the masters of the Dan Yuan period will face, and I have never heard of opening the air pocket to go mad!

Just as Lu Xingyu wanted to interrupt Ah Fu, a person appeared next to him and stopped him at some point.

"Sir, ...... in vain"

He Hanling waved his hand to signal Lu Xingyu that he didn't need to say much, but his eyes looked at the two clear breaths of battle that appeared on Du Afu's body.

These two clear qi started from a simple fight between you and me, and unconsciously evolved into a more profound and skillful fighting technique, and it is still evolving!

Du Ah Fu manipulated the innate essence in his mind, began to use some moves with inexplicable charm, and began to try to dodge the attack launched by that clear qi, but that clear qi seemed to be evolving, and one move and one momentum were getting faster and faster, heavier and heavier, and smashed on Du Ah Fu's chest one by one, smashing Du Ah Fu muffled.

Just when Du Ah Fu was about to hold on and faint, the clear qi finally began to decline, slowly tired down, Du Ah Fu saw that he hurriedly took a breath, bit the tip of his tongue, and manipulated the essence to launch a fierce attack on the clear qi, he let out an angry roar in his mind, abandoned all distracting thoughts, and only grabbed the fist that the clear qi swung over by instinct, and then smashed it on the opponent's chest, and then grabbed the head of the clear qi and smashed it with his own head.

"Bang ——"

In an instant, Ah Fu hit his head and eyes, this move can be described as killing a thousand enemies and losing eight hundred, but fortunately, just when he was about to faint, he felt as if a hole had been blown out of his chest, and countless clear qi from the outside world poured into it violently, and the whole person's breathing was more than doubled, and the depth of his breathing was also deepened a lot.

At the same time, all the doors and windows were opened in an instant by an invisible wind, and they frantically poured towards Du Afu.

Lu Xingyu didn't know what was going on at all, so he had to stared at the unbelievable everything in front of him with wide eyes, waiting for the gray-robed middle-aged man standing next to him to solve his doubts.

"Huh!"

The corners of He Hanling's mouth curved, looking at Ah Fu who was sitting there cross-legged, and his eyes revealed a little satisfied.

When Lu Xingyu saw He Hanling like this, the heart hanging in his heart naturally let go.

The master and apprentice watched the stunned Ah Fu sitting in the wind and snow in silence until a quarter of an hour.

He Hanling sighed lightly, and was considered to have lost to his apprentice, and said:

Originally, he was going to go mad, but his martial arts were completely broken, and the qi wanted to run into the viscera but found that there was no way out, so he could only rush to a hole in the body, which can be regarded as a blessing in disguise. ”

"However, it is recorded in the Northern Martial Arts Scripture of our country that only cultivators in the Danyuan period will encounter the problem of going mad and falling into demons on the way to cultivation.

Since the master opened his mouth to solve his doubts, Lu Xingyu also said all the confusion in his heart.

He Hanling was silent for a moment, shook his head, and replied to Lu Xingyu:

"The teacher has never met or heard of this, maybe it is the reason why his martial arts have been cut off! Okay, it's not early, go close the doors and windows to rest, and send him back for the teacher. ”

"But ......."

"You have to do your homework tomorrow morning, and don't go to bed late, otherwise you will be dizzy and delay your studies. ”

He Hanling's tone was a little stern, so that Lu Xingyu didn't dare to say more, but just saluted He Hanling respectfully:

"Yes, sir!"

After speaking, He Hanling picked up the already tired and drenched Du Afu on his back and slowly walked out of the house.

"I'm holding the lamp for my husband. ”

Lu Xingyu was holding a lantern in his hand and was waiting for He Hanling outside the door early.

"Go back. ”

He Hanling just glanced at Lu Xingyu, who lowered his head and put away his smiling face and said "No", obediently went back to the house and closed the door.

He Hanling looked at the goose feather snow floating in the sky, walked through the courtyard with the sleeping young man on his back, and walked to the front of the school, a figure shrouded in black stood in the snow wearing a hat, and the face was hidden in the shadow of the hat, and he couldn't see the appearance clearly.

"On such a cold day, don't let him wear more?"

He Hanling stopped, looked up at the snow on his forehead, and replied with the corners of his mouth bent:

"If children are healthy and disease-free, three points of hunger and three points of cold. ”