"The vastness of the universe, the boundless world, its origin stops at people, and it conforms to the Tao...... What is it?" Jiang Yun sat on the bed and complained, "Can't you have a vernacular?" Oh my God, what else is there to breathe and gather and sink into the dantian... It's really troublesome if you don't practice!It's better to sleep beautifully!" Jiang Yun lay back and fell asleep...

In the dream, a woman dressed in blue suddenly appeared, her expression could only see a delicate outline in the hazy dream, facing Jiang Yun and said, "You say, if you have invincible martial arts in the world, are you willing to marry me, a humble little woman?"

"Yes, of course I do!" Jiang Yun hurriedly said, "But when did we meet?"

"You... Why do you ask that, don't you want me anymore?" the woman turned her back with a crying voice!"That night, I wanted you to get drunk and say that you would take care of me for the rest of my life!"

"Am I drunk?When have I ever drunk?" Jiang Yun was confused again!

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"Don't cry! I may not have a good memory, but I'll remember it later!" Jiang Yun scratched his head.

The woman turned her head, revealing a stunning face like a city, and suddenly Jiang Yun only felt as if she was suffocating. The woman leaned forward and suddenly closed her eyes. Although Jiang Yun has not had any emotional experience, a fool also knows what it means. "Don't take advantage of it, bastard!" Just as he was about to ignite a raging fire with his lips facing each other, he suddenly heard a very familiar voice!: "You kid actually dare to make my horse ......?" Jiang Yun looked back and saw a young and handsome person appear behind him, "****," Jiang Yun was taken aback. "Isn't this Master Xing?No wonder the voice is so familiar!" Jiang Yun said with a confused expression: "Master Xing, who are your horses?" "Who else, of course, is my old partner Miss Ruhua?"

"Uhh

"Don't!" Jiang Yun sat up suddenly, "What a terrible dream!" Jiang Yun exhaled deeply, and there was actually a trace of white smoke and dust on his breath!

Walking to the porch, Jiang Yun saw that Master had already gotten up, smoking dry tobacco in the field outside the house, looking at the newborn sun in the east! A slanted shadow was imprinted on the room and fell beside Jiang Yun, Jiang Yun couldn't help but feel a sense of loneliness! Suddenly Jiang Yun shouted, "Master, you are really early!"

Zhuo Lingyun turned his head and saw Jiang Yun's face showing joy, but said, "What are you kid rubbing, why don't you go and get food for the old man!"

"Master, I'll get up and pee, you let me sleep for ten minutes!" Jiang Yun finished speaking and ran into the house.

"This little bastard, alas, the old fucker taught a little fuck off!" he said and looked into the distance, recalling a hazy figure in his heart.

"Master, don't do it, what's there to practice grinding? I'm not a mule! Or you're asking me to hoe the ground!" Jiang Yun had just had breakfast, and Master took Jiang Yun to an old mill! I saw that the mill was covered with dust, and the spiders had wine webs on it, and the nets were covered with dust. Seeing the half-human-tall Mozi, he couldn't help but retreat.

Zhuo Lingyun glanced at him and said, "Hurry up and fetch water to clean up!"

Jiang Yun had no choice but to fetch water, and saw the master sitting aside and smoking.

"Master, your apprentices are going to be exhausted, your old cigarettes are so comfortable!" Jiang Yun complained.

"It's not an old man, I want to practice, why am I in a hurry!" Zhuo Lingyun glanced at and continued!

"That disciple, I didn't practice well for three days, fished for two days, and dried nets for two days, and after five years, I lost your old face, I don't care. Jiang Yun said while rushing the mill with water.

"It's okay, if you lose my person, I will slaughter your use of the brat first, and then slaughter the kid who disgraces me. "The old man continued to smoke!

"You slaughtered me, who will cook for you in the future!"

"It's not like I didn't have anyone to cook before, and after 70 years, I still lack you kid!"

"Washed... How do we practice, Master? Jiang Yun finally wiped the push handle!

"Hello, these soybeans are all ground!" the old man casually pushed a bag full of soybeans beside him over with one palm. He continued to lie down, the sun shining through the leaves on his body like transparent holes.

"Soybeans are also good, you can drink soy milk and make tofu!" Jiang Yun said helplessly. After saying that, I tried to push, and found that although the mill was big, it was not difficult to push!

"Do you want to pour beans on it?" Jiang Yun said as he added soybeans to the grinder!

"Well," the old man replied indifferently!

"Why doesn't Master have a pulp?"

The old man sat up suddenly, "You fool, how can you grind the pulp out without soaking the beans?"

Jiang Yun looked embarrassed, as if there was such a thing.

"Eh, that... This... Master, you haven't taught me, how do I know, if you don't teach me strictly, the teacher's fault, I... Master is all your fault. Jiang Yun quibbled.

"Do you dare to quibble?" the old man was furious, and he raised his cigarette stick and was about to wave it.

"It's my mistake, Master, you're resting! I'll go soak. Jiang Yun hurriedly changed his words!

"It's going to have to swell, and for about a day, you'll be the first to push the mill first. The old man sat down in his chair again and commanded in an undeniable voice.

Jiang Yun pinched the grinding handle with both hands, and he really kept playing in circles like a mule. The old man lay lazily, but like an idle mule keeper.

Jiang Yun felt that the mill was not very difficult to push at first, but after pulling it for more than a dozen times, his head became dizzy, and he only felt that this small mill was tilted.

"Master, no, I feel a pain in my head. Jiang Yun had no choice but to complain.

"It's no wonder that you don't get dizzy all the time. The old man sat up and looked at Jiang Yun. The dry tobacco went out for a while, and the tobacco pouch was set aside.

"Then how can I not spin if I want to push and grind?"

"Why do you have to go around?" asked the old man.

"If you don't spin, why does the mule carry a black cloth?"

"Then why don't you learn how to bring a black cloth with a mule?" laughed the old man.

Jiang Yun saw that the master's eyes were squinted and he smiled, and thought: "The old man wants to laugh at me for being a mule, but how can I push the mill without spinning? The old man has nothing bad for me except to ask me to do more, there must be a way!"

Jiang Yun also smiled and said, "Master, apprentice, I haven't seen a mule that doesn't spin, you opened my eyes?"

The old man slowly walked to Jiang Yun's side and said, "It's good-looking!"

Zhuo Lingyun had a little luck and gently pushed his palm on the grinding handle, only to see the grinding wheel whirring in circles, and it took seven or eight quick turns before the speed began to slowly decrease. When it was eleven laps, it was almost stopped, and the old man slapped his palm lightly, and the mill spun again. After another seven or eight laps, the speed slowed down, the old man waved four palms in a row, and the grinder made a "whining" sound, and the naked eye was very invisible, turning a few times at once, only to feel that the grinding handle was drawn into a circle in the air. The old man coughed lightly, slowly walked to the chair outside the mill, and suddenly turned around and hit a nail on the stunned Jiang Yun's head.

"Ah, Master, why did you hit me!" Jiang Yun woke up in pain.

"The old man didn't hear clearly just now, who did you say was the mule that didn't spin?"

Jiang Yun secretly complained to himself, Master can hear this, I'm afraid it won't be easy to play tricks in the future. Then he said: "I said that even if the mule makes more turns, there is no master who does not turn around." ”

The old man snorted and returned to his chair outside the mill, and said, "When will you call me with a palm push." ”

Jiang Yun said in his heart, it is not easy to go around. I saw that he was angry and dantian, and he looked like he was trying to use all his strength, and he raised his palms, and with a "whew...", he saw that the mill did not move at all! Jiang Yun saw that the master was so easy and he was like this, he was secretly unconvinced, and slammed into the grinder again, only to see the grinder move forward a few millimeters with a clucking sound. Jiang Yun clapped a few high-palms as well. I thought, "Master must have a way, I'll ask him first." ”

"Master, why can't I push it, do you have any tricks?"

"Hold your breath and concentrate, take your breath from the dantian, and send it in the palm of your hand. ”

"Master, can you explain it clearly. Jiang Yun was confused for a while.

"Didn't you kid go back yesterday to practice the mental method? I don't know such a simple truth?"

Jiang Yun wondered where he still remembered those contents, and he said: "I have practiced, but I don't understand many things." ”

"Why are you like this... Zhuo Lingyun wanted to open his mouth to blame, but he thought that it was not easy to cultivate innate internal strength, and he had only been able to get started for a long time, so he changed his words: "Then you directly focus all your energy and attention on your own hands, and try it in your palm."

Jiang Yunzhao focused the attention of his whole body on his palms according to the old man's teaching, and brought his strength over, and as soon as his palms came out, he saw Mo Zi go out half a circle with a puff, but he didn't move anymore after half a circle.

"Master, I pushed it!" Jiang Yun was overjoyed.

Zhuo Lingyun also secretly praised Chen when he saw it, but his face did not show any color, and he only said silently: "When can you push a circle, you are calling me." And he lay down again and recuperated. But he was quite surprised in his heart, "This son is extremely talented, he can feel the chaotic qi after only one night of practice, practice his internal strength, and after ten years of good guidance, he will be the next thief saint." Thinking of this, the old man's vicissitudes of life also smiled.

Jiang Yun found a way with one palm, so he drew a scoop according to the gourd, and even waved three palms to make the mill move forward. However, he couldn't push it around, and when the strength of the fourth palm was gradually exhausted, as soon as the palms came out, the grinder didn't move at all. Jiang Yun was in a hurry and hurriedly took out his palm, but the mill was still not moving. Jiang Yun started in the dark, took a deep breath, concentrated on his hands, and "whew" was another palm, only to see that the grinder did not move, and the grinder was broken into two with a click.

The old man turned over from the chair and said, "Oh, it's okay now, you kid can steal for a while... ”

After a while, Jiang Yun changed the grinding handle, and practiced without waiting for the old man to urge him, only to see that his luck came out of his palm, one palm was more powerful than the other, and each palm hit the mill for most of the circle, but every time it was faster than a circle, his heart weakened again when he was in a hurry. But Jiang Yun didn't say anything, just practiced silently.

The old man saw that Jiang Yun suddenly changed his temperament and said: "What kind of demon is your kid, why are you suddenly so motivated, do you want to practice martial arts quickly so that you can fight with the old man?"

Jiang Yun said: "Where do you dare to fight with Master, I just feel that if I don't practice now, I will feel that it will pass later, and I will forget how to make a palm move." “

The old man chuckled, picked up the cigarette pouch resting beside the chair, took out the dry tobacco from his pocket, and smoked it a few times, and the smoke floated up from the chair, and dissipated without a trace through the sheltered tree.

After practicing like this for a day, Jiang Yun never pushed out a circle, and when he returned to the room at night, he only felt that his palms were numb and his waist was sore. I wanted to look at the mind again. Pick up and lean against the head of the bed. I only saw that "the chaotic qi gathers in Baihui, sinks in the dantian, and originates in... There was a blur in his eyes, and he fell asleep, and the moonlight shone in through the small window in front of the window. Under the moonlight, I saw a trace of white smoke slowly flowing into Jiang Yun's body.

"Master, I've succeeded. ”