"Drink, drink" every morning, the sky is bright, there is a low cheer from the mountain behind the hut, the little sparrow on the tree is awakened, flies out of the nest, flutters into the air, sees Shi Jiangyun, actually squeaks and flies back to the nest. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

In the first few days, Jiang Yun only felt that the more he practiced, the more chaotic he became, and he always felt that these moves had become extremely twisted when he practiced them, and he practiced them for a few days. Jiang Yun finally couldn't help but ask Zhuo Lingyun, but the old man just told him to continue practicing. Jiang Yun didn't want to say anything, and continued to practice for two days, and the old man began to become a dragon who couldn't see the end of the dragon, and came to see it every morning before leaving. Jiang Yun didn't want to ask. In the afternoon of this day, Jiang Yun only felt that he was dizzy and swollen from practicing, and a set of palm techniques was not as interesting as pushing and grinding a few days ago. Jiang Yun sat on the grass on the side, looked at this set of palm techniques carefully, and watched it for a long time. "It's so hard!" Jiang Yun closed the book and lay it on the grass. The autumn sun doesn't make people feel hot at all, Jiang Yun looks at the sun in the sky through the shaded leaves, but it still stings people's eyes. Jiang Yun picked up the fallen leaves next to him and covered his eyes, and fell asleep in a daze.

I don't know how long it took, Jiang Yun only felt a drop of coolness hit his face, and a gust of wind blew, blowing away the two fallen leaves in front of him. Seeing that it was dark and dreary, and the dazzling sunlight had long since disappeared, Jiang Yun hurriedly got up. Prepare to run to the hut, "Boom! "There was a thunderclap in the sky. The raindrops in the air instantly intensified, forming a line in the air. The autumn rain came suddenly, Jiang Yun covered his forehead with his hand, and was about to go down the mountain, only to see half of the big brown stone next to him wet by the rain. Jiang Yun suddenly stopped running down the mountain, and slowly walked towards the big stone, the raindrops hit Jiang Yun's head, and his hair became messy, but Jiang Yun just stared at the big stone with hesitation in his eyes, and suddenly Jiang Yun waved his palm towards the big stone, and the starting hand was the first style of Ling Feng's sweeping leaf palm, "Seven and Eight". The palms crackled against the smooth stones with the rain. With rain in the palm wind, Jiang Yun only felt that his palm style was more stable than before, and the moves were not as twisted as before, and after the fight, the whole person became a soup chicken, but Jiang Yun's inner ecstasy was difficult to calm down, and his feet suddenly slipped and the whole person fell backwards and fell to the ground. His head fell into the puddle of stagnant water, splashing his face with muddy water, Jiang Yun stood up with his hands on the ground, wiped the muddy water on his face with the back of his hand, Jiang Yun looked like a helpless homeless man on the street at this time, he lifted the hair on his forehead with his hand, and slapped his palm at the big stone, his eyes were full of excitement.

"It's not about twisting the moves, it's about making the moves twist yourself." The rain hit Jiang Yun's body, and Jiang Yun made his whole body collapse only to know that in fact, this set of palm techniques is not only in his palm, but the whole body must be coordinated. Spread the power throughout the body to make it easy for you to connect your moves. I was beaten by the rain before I suddenly understood. The rain became heavier and heavier, and Jiang Yun's palm swung faster and faster. If there are others on the side, they will definitely find that wherever Jiang Yun's palm waves, the rain in the air will form a trickle, and follow Jiang Yun's palm wind towards the big stone. Scattered and scattered is just a style in Ling Feng's palm sweeping leaves, but Jiang Yun's palm technique in the rain is not like the one described in the book, and if you look closely, it seems that they are all moves in the palm technique. Jiang Yun was only thinking about how to smash the big stone in front of him at this time, and after practicing the seven and eight falling styles, he didn't learn the next move, so he just waved out a palm again, and unconsciously used the eighth move in the first move, Jiang Yun went down again, and swung all the way, and when he was about to finish the swing, he suddenly returned to the fourth move. Jiang Yun realized that each palm in this style of palm technique could be used as a starting style for moves, and he actually practiced a new palm technique by himself in the rain, and the palms were connected, but it also made the palm technique look the same. I don't know how many palms I swung, Jiang Yun only felt that I couldn't remember the original palm style of the palm technique. At this time, Jiang Yun only felt that there was an invisible pressure in his body and didn't know where to send it, so he suddenly stepped forward with both palms and hit the stone heavily, and the stone in front of him made a crisp muffled sound. But the sound of dripping rain around him did faintly drown out the muffled sound, Jiang Yun only felt that the big stone in front of him suddenly made his palms bounce away, and a large stream of qi and blood rushed up to his head, his head was drowsy, and Jiang Yun staggered and fell into the puddle......

In the dark, Jiang Yun heard someone call his name in a daze, "Xiaoyun Xiaoyun!" "In the darkness, I vaguely saw a man in black calling his name." Father! Jiang Yun suddenly called. The shadow didn't turn to face him, just kept calling his name. "Why don't you want me? Why? Jiang Yun shouted. The road ahead is up to you. The black shadow turned back to Jiang Yun and said. Jiang Yun wanted to try to see the face of the man in black, but it seemed that there was a thin layer of shirt between the two. "Daddy!" Jiang Yun wanted to try to get closer and see his father's face clearly, but the closer he got to his father, the farther and farther away his father became. I saw the man in black getting farther and farther away. Gradually, it became invisible. I only heard a voice in the distance: "Dad is sorry for you!" ”

Jiang Yun opened his confused eyes, and a familiar scene appeared in front of him, lying on the bed, a small table in front of the bed, a bench in front of the table, the old man lying on the chair, a monotonous room However, Jiang Yun at this time only felt a burst of warmth. He wanted to sit up, but there was a pain in his forehead, and Jiang Yun couldn't help but moan. Zhuo Lingyun stood up when he heard Jiang Yun's voice, rubbed his eyes lightly and said, "Wake up." ”

"Yes! What's wrong with me, Master. Jiang Yun asked.

"It's okay, I accidentally fell on my head, and you'll be fine after two days of rest." The old man said that it was fine, but his eyes did not look relaxed at all.

"Oh, that's right." Jiang Yun lightly touched the wound on his forehead with a white cloth, and there was a slight pain. He said, "Master, you... Didn't you get a night off? ”

"Ahh The old man seemed absent-minded. "Oh, I'll come and see how you're doing in the morning." The old man muttered a word and began to bow his head and ponder alone, "How can it be so fast? “

"Why so fast?" Jiang Yun asked slowly.

"It's nothing, Aunt Wang has been here today, and your kid is blessed. Take a break and get ready to get up and grab a bite to eat. The old man smiled softly.

"Yes."

The old man picked up the cigarette stick on the table, shook his head gently, and walked out slowly.

The door closed slightly, and Jiang Yun found that there was only a row of obvious footprints on the ground, and the yellow mud marks that had fallen off had already dried on the floor. Jiang Yun smiled lightly, lifted the quilt and forcibly endured a pain above his head and walked out of bed. Jiang Yun pushed open the door and went outside the hut, the sun was almost above the house, Jiang Yun took out a small black machine from his pocket, it was the cheap walkie-talkie that was used to talk to Lao K, and muttered: "I don't know how Old K is doing now, whether his master is good to him." “

"Xiaoyun, what about your martial arts method?" While eating, the old man suddenly asked.

"In the room!" Jiang Yun replied while eating lunch.

"Don't practice that from today."

"Why?" Could it be that Master also knew that I was lazy and didn't practice, so I deliberately took it away? Jiang Yun thought to himself.

"Have you ever felt your strength rise lately, and you always feel like something is jumping around in your body?"

"Master, how do you know?"

"Wudang Mental Law is calm and steady, step by step, your skills have increased greatly in the past few days, and you are not practicing Wudang Mental Method, but the martial arts in the world are much the same, you are indeed enlightened by this exercise, and then practice, the internal force in your body does not match the mental method, but it is a true qi, and it is easy to go crazy." The old man didn't say a word about Jiang Yun's cold moon body. As he spoke, he threw over a book with a yellow book cover and said: "This is the mental method to stabilize the true qi, you only need to suppress the impetuous internal force in your body according to what I said above."

Jiang Yun took it and looked at it, and responded kindly. He lowered his head and ate, and after eating two mouthfuls, he suddenly said, "Master, I seemed to have practiced the first style when it rained yesterday?" ”

The old man suddenly looked up at Jiang Yun with a little surprise in his eyes, and then said: "Stinky boy, don't I won't beat you just because you're injured, you dare to talk nonsense, the old man wants you to look good." “

Jiang Yun was speechless for a while, and could only tell the old man what happened yesterday. The old man secretly admired when he heard this: "This kid is so smart. "I don't think it will take long for the next few palms.

"Then you continue to practice, and you must practice the first three styles before next year!"

"Oh!" Jiang Yun originally thought that a word of appreciation would come out of Master's mouth, but thinking about the past ten days with Master, Master has strictly regarded himself as a child in his heart. I have never praised myself, at most I just nodded and said yes. I don't care.

After eating, Jiang Yun returned to his room and began to practice the mental method that the master had given him just now. In terms of mental method, it is not as verbose as Wudang's mental method, but it is just a concise way to tell how to stabilize the restless qi in his body, according to the mental method of luck, Jiang Yun only feels that his heart is indescribably comfortable, and he also feels that the true qi in the dantian is more real. And so it went on for a day. Jiang Yun removed the bandaged wound on his head, and looked in the mirror to find that there was a small scar on his forehead, and the long hair on his forehead hung down to make the small scar disappear. "Okay, the thief Jiang Yun has started to work hard for the rivers and lakes today."

Bursts of low cheers began to be heard on the mountain again.

Three months later, the hut was already beginning to smoke, and the old man sat in front of the fire pit, and the thunderclap of red charcoal sounded in the fire pit. I'm reading a medical book in my hand. It was warm in the stove room of the old cottage. The old man began to get tired of looking at it, and when he walked out of the hut, there was a layer of frost on the cabbage in the field outside the house, and when he looked into the endless distance, there was only white frost and little grass that was tenacious at all times. The old man looked back at the mountain, and most of the trees on the mountain had lost their leaves, and they looked dry and dry, like a toothless old man. As always, Jiang Yun's low cheers came from the back mountains. The old man went back to the stove, covered the ashes with the charcoal that was burning, and went out to the back hill.

The first five styles of Ling Feng sweeping the leaves are seven scattered and eight falling, covering the sky and covering the sun, moving mountains and seas, turning clouds and rain, and ever-changing. Jiang Yun has learned all these styles in the past few months, and because the impetuous internal force in his body has stabilized, he has become handy in practice. After two months, all the moves were written down, and when Jiang Yun told the master that he had finished practicing, Zhuo Lingyun just said, you go again every day, and practice all the moves of the first five palms fifty times each. Although Jiang Yun didn't understand the reason, he still did it, and suddenly found that each of these five styles would have some of the same moves, Jiang Yun found that these five styles were practiced in the four general techniques of "hitting, cutting, teasing, whisking, and stabbing", but although each style was different, it was not all cut between them. It's just a key way to defeat the enemy. Jiang Yun practiced for another half a month, only to feel that he couldn't tell the difference between the two styles, and completely confused the moves. However, the master just asked him to continue to practice, and after practicing for another half a month, Jiang Yun had completely forgotten how to play each style. I just know that no matter how you fight, it seems to be quite easy. On this day, Jiang Yun gently slapped a big tree full of dead leaves, the leaves on the tree fell one after another, Jiang Yun took out his palm to brush the leaves, only to see that the fallen dead leaves met Jiang Yun's palm and gently attached it, more than a dozen dead leaves actually did not fall to the ground, all of them were tightly attached to Jiang Yun's hands, Jiang Yun finished his palm, and the internal force on his palm was collected, and the leaves on his hands fell one after another.

"Be careful!" At this moment, there was a sudden sound behind him. Jiang Yun only felt that a burst of light flew behind him, and he hurriedly avoided it sideways, only to see a long cigarette stick flying straight out and inserting it into the big tree next to Jiang Yun, an old man in black came with him, only to see the old man out of his palm like Jiang Yun waving the door, Jiang Yun cut his palm apart, and changed it to stab the old man's chest, and the old man pulled out the cigarette stick with his other hand, and was about to hit Jiang Yun's rushing hands. Jiang Yun saw that the opponent was back on the defensive, so he withdrew his hands, and attacked his waist with one hand and his shoulder with the other, the old man was not in a hurry, the cigarette stick waved horizontally in front of him, and his body took a step back to avoid Jiang Yun's forward palms, and he used one hand to make the cigarette stick resist Jiang Yun's hands. The cigarette stick grew out, Jiang Yun wanted to fight in close combat, but a smart cigarette stick could always count his offensive position, so that he couldn't get in and let the back of his hand take a few hits. The two of them went straight through more than a dozen moves, and Jiang Yun's palms could not enter the old man's body for a foot. Jiang Yun gritted his teeth, and wanted to restrain the old man's right hand holding the cigarette stick first, but Jiang Yun wanted to grab the cigarette stick as soon as he took advantage of the cigarette stick. With the other hand, he took the old man's wrist and snatched the cigarette stick, which cigarette stick was snatched by himself as soon as it touched his hands, and he wanted to take the opponent's wrist and had to temporarily change his trick to the old man. But seeing that the old man lost the cigarette stick, he was not anxious, the hand was about to face Jiang Yun's palm, Jiang Yun secretly said that it was not good, his internal force was placed on the left hand of the opponent's cigarette stick, and the palm of the right hand was bound to collapse, at this time, the old man's hands suddenly turned in the air, and he did not palm with Jiang Yun but pushed Jiang Yun's palm away, and then hit Jiang Yun's shoulder with a single palm, and took back the cigarette stick. Jiang Yun only felt a strong force on his shoulders, and suddenly took a few steps back before he stabilized.

"Stinky boy, there is progress, you can have a few tricks with the old man." The old man said as he wiped the cigarette stick he had just snatched.

"Master, what's the matter with your sudden change of tactics in the air just now?" Jiang Yun was not depressed when he was defeated.

"How do you know I'm changing my tricks and not that I'm making a b-move from the beginning?" The old man asked rhetorically.

"Is that really the case?" Lao Yun was still puzzled.

"How did you practice in the first five palms?"

"Almost. But I don't think I can remember the first moves. ”

"Okay, that's pretty much it. Now I ask you, what if you meet someone with strong martial arts who wants to take your life on the rivers and lakes? “

Jiang Yun wanted to say that he would run, but he thought that it was shameful for the people of the rivers and lakes to escape from the battle in martial arts novels, if he thought that his character as a little thief would definitely be a bad escape, he said: "I... If I were alone, I would have run away, but if someone else was there, I wouldn't have run away. “

"Why?"

"I'm still young and don't want to die, but with someone else, didn't I weaken Master's prestige if I ran away?"

"You're still young..."The old man looked at Jiang Yun's delicate face and suddenly remembered Jiang Yun's cold moon body, and couldn't help but feel sad in his heart: "Master now orders you, no matter when you live well, people can only have hope when they live, and what reputation is not famous, in fact, it is empty to think about it." ”

"Eh, Master, why did you suddenly say that? Didn't you say before that people value fame more than money? “

"Yes, but life doesn't matter. Especially the lives of you young people. The old man paused and said, I'm going to start teaching you light exercises today. The body is strong and fighting, and the light work is used to protect one's life. If you, as a thief of saints, don't get home and go out and be caught and killed, then how dare you call yourself a thief. ”

Jiang Yun nodded.

"Starting today, you should first bring 20 catties to your feet every day, and 50 catties of sandbags on your waist to practice.

"Oh!" Jiang Yun had to be alone.

So Jiang Yun's hard days began again. Three days later, Jiang Yun was called to the lake by the old man, who gave Jiang Yun two wooden planks two feet wide and told Jiang Yun to go to the lake and stand on the wooden planks. Jiang Yun was taken aback.

"Master, it's so cold this day, it's not fun to fall, and how is it possible?"

The old man directly lifted Jiang Yun's clothes on the back of his neck and said, "Follow me, luck under your feet." “

I saw that the old man didn't look at the water. As if there was flat ground in front of him, he walked directly onto the water, and then lifted Jiang Yun up to the plank. Jiang Yun only felt that he was stepping on the air, and he couldn't feel anything under his feet at all.

The old man suddenly said, "I'm going to withdraw, your own luck has dispersed the internal force from the spring under your feet to the plank."

"Master, where is the Yongquan Cave?" Jiang Yun just wailed when he saw the wooden plank sink into the water in an instant, and the water went directly to his knees. Zhuo Lingyun said: "If you don't want your legs to freeze, just find a way to float yourself." “

After speaking, the old man walked slowly to the shore, and there was not even a drop of water on his shoes.

Jiang Yun only felt like a slowly sinking Titanic, and the icy water in the cold winter made his feet freeze like countless small pinpricks. Seeing that the water was getting deeper and deeper, it didn't take long to reach Jiang Yun's waist. Jiang Yun had no choice but to shout: "Master, it's not okay!" ”

The old man said on the shore: "You can't come out, figure it out by yourself, you can't float up and sink." “

Jiang Yun saw the master's resolute eyes, and then saw the sandbag on his waist, and immediately removed the sandbag on his waist. In an instant, the weight was lighter, and Jiang Yun only felt that the plank under his feet began to float upward. But just when it reached his knees, he couldn't get up again. The old man saw it from the side and was about to scold. Suddenly I remembered something, but I didn't see it.

Jiang Yun saw that the master didn't seem to blame himself, so he removed the sandbags on his feet again. The planks floated up a bit. Rao is so, the surface of the water is always above the surface of his feet. Only to freeze that his feet were a little numb, Jiang Yun began to feel the internal force of his dantian, and tried to transfer the internal force to his feet, and after a while, his feet warmed up, but they never floated. Jiang Yun suddenly had a flash of inspiration, slowly squatted, and stepped on the wooden board in a horse step, and the wooden board slowly rose again. The water was already on the upper of his shoes, and he was about to be proud, when suddenly the old man on the shore threw a head-sized stone directly. "There will be some side doors, and then." Jiang Yun has studied and practiced hard in the past few months, and it is naturally easy to pick up a big stone, but the big stone has just been caught, and with gravity, Jiang Yun only feels that he has sunk a foot in an instant. Fortunately, I tried hard under my feet to hold on to it, and I didn't fall into the water all at once.

However, at this moment, Jiang Yun was in a hurry, and the internal force only gushed under his feet, and the internal force was dispersed to the wooden plank, so that the resistance of the wooden board and the water reached a balance. Jiang Yun seemed to have found the trick, and hurriedly went to his feet, and sure enough, after adding a little strength, he didn't float up, and after a while, he floated to the water. Jiang Yun maintained the posture of the horse and slowly carried the internal force under his feet, fortunately, there was a plank under his feet, and his internal force consumption was not particularly large, at this time, the old man suddenly threw over a stone of ten catties, Jiang Yun saw the stone flying, and had to reach out to catch it, his body was heavier, and he had to add a little more force under his feet, fortunately, the old man did not continue to throw the stone over, so he stalemate for about half an hour, Jiang Yun only felt that his mouth was dry, and his internal strength was about to be exhausted. The old man who looked at the shore lit a cigarette. Jiang Yun was angry in his heart, and he threw himself into the water......

The old man lit a fire on the shore on the spot, Jiang Yun took off his clothes, and after baking the fire for a while, he only felt that his internal strength was back eighty or ninety, so he didn't wait for the old man to urge, and walked towards the small lake shirtless. It has been more than two months since the beginning of winter, and this is the coldest time, but Jiang Yun is walking on the lake, and constantly mobilizing the internal force in his body, but he does not feel cold. The second time I mastered the method, I was able to hold on to the plank for most of the hour. The old man put his cigarette stick into the fire and lit the cigarette, smoking the smell of the old cigarette stick that had accompanied him for ten years, and his mouth showed a satisfied smile.

Ten days later, the plank under Jiang Yun's feet was gone, and he saw Jiang Yun walking on the water with a sandbag, but every time two or three minutes passed, Jiang Yun couldn't hold on, and hurriedly jumped ashore, the fire was still lit on the shore, but the old man was no longer there, the old man didn't come out at home for a few days, Jiang Yun didn't know what the old man was doing, probably what martial arts he was studying. Jiang Yun asked the old man how far he wanted to practice, and the old man said that if he could hold on to the water for most of the day, it would not be a problem to travel thousands of miles a day. However, even if you insist on it for most of the day, the strength must be very abundant, and it is extremely difficult for ordinary people to insist on it for an hour. Just do your best. Jiang Yun practiced hard for ten days, and he could only hold on for two or three minutes.

That afternoon, Jiang Yun still couldn't go more than five minutes, and when he was about to put out the fire and go back, it was snowing. Jiang Yun rarely sees snow every year in Suzhou City, and it often snows every year, and it is melted by the heat flow of the city crowd in a moment. At this time, I suddenly saw the soft snow falling from the sky like goose feathers, and I was happy, so I reached out to catch it, and the snow fell into the palm of my hand and met the hot palm that I had just finished roasting, and immediately turned into water and melted in the palm of my hand, for some reason, I felt a lot more relaxed when I saw Xue Jiangyun alone, as if the snow was a happy elf, but God really didn't think so, the cold wind was blowing coldly, Jiang Yun wrapped himself in thin clothes and hurriedly ran to the hut.