On Lintian Peak, the wind gusted. Mo Weiyang, the www.biquge.info of the pen "Fun" Pavilion, is squatting on a large stone pier, and there should be three hours in another quarter of an hour, and there is no clock to compare and can only estimate one Shen Shi You.

While watching the birds fly under his feet, he sighed at the perversion of this world, is it really good to let a little girl who is not yet ten years old squat on the edge of the cliff, Mo Weiyang doesn't know if others are good or not, but she has been squatting like this for several months.

Since her master, the master of the Fifty Great Mountains, was very modest to find that she did not have the talent to educate her apprentices, she decided to start everything from the basics, exercise her body, and temper her mind.

Then there is an additional human-shaped moving stone stake on this Lintian Peak, and the pestle is here on time and on time every day.

It's a pity that the posture is not chic enough.

At first, Mo Weiyang used the beautiful scenery under his feet to transfer his backache and leg cramps, and then he may not be aware of the pain and the scenery is tired of seeing, so he changed to count the birds that flew by, but unfortunately, there are not many birds that can fly over the fifty mountains.

"Vomit ......", Mo Weiyang turned his stiff neck, looked at Hu Pengniao, who rarely flew under his feet, as if he knew that someone was watching it, and directly twisted his long neck to look back at Mo Weiyang on the top of the mountain.

Anyway, the birds here are really hard to hear.

It was getting dark, and a small black dot moved up the hill, small but very flexible.

It was her fellow junior brother Fu Cheng, a seven-year-old boy, who was no longer surprised to see him leap in front of him in the blink of an eye on the bare stone wall.

moved her neck, ready to see the heroic posture of this little junior brother, but it was really a difficult action for her now.

finally turned around, and wanted to say something to praise this little junior brother's stepping ladder has become faster again.

Moved my throat, it was too dry, so forget it.

It is estimated that he will not be happy if he praises him, this is completely because he climbed the Tianfeng and climbed out, as for the reason, needless to say, it is himself.

Compared to Mo Weiyang's bloodless face after squancing for three hours, the seven-year-old boy who had just climbed to Lintian Peak was simply refreshed, and his face was still a little flushed, looking very cute.

"You've been squatting for more than half a year, why are you still like a log." As he spoke, he wrinkled his face and carried the person on his back, it can be seen that it is not once or twice, and it is really a very stressful thing to let a seven-year-old boy walk on his back, but seeing that he is also a little girl at present, there is no shame in carrying it on his back.

Two years ago, when she was the same age as this little junior brother, she was breathing when she climbed a small hill, and at that time, the master led them to this Lintian Peak, which was all made of stones.

The good name is said: planting flowers. Yes, plant flowers! What a beautiful and loving thing.

Not to mention how unscientific this mountain is made of bare stones, planting flowers on the stones, thinking about it, I feel that I am really a big environmentalist.

At that time, she still respected this master very much, after all, she was a person who looked like an immortal. Mo Weiyang said with her nearly twenty-five mind that she really thought about whether to move the soil, water, or even how to fertilize the flowers. As a result, as soon as she arrived at the foot of the mountain, her master took out a strange seed.

Whoosh, gone.

Light body techniques, similar to light skills and the like, are nothing to a person who has already accepted the crossing, after all, she has also seen her master use it.

In a quarter of an hour, her master floated down from the bare stone mountain like a fairy, and her white clothes blinded everyone's eyes, and then her eyelids kept jumping and jumping, and then she heard a sound in the wind

"Remember to water..."

…… Hehe......

That's Lintian Peak, just listen to the name to know how tall it is.

Finally, by the time Mo Weiyang could run up to water it, the little junior brother who was practicing with her could already walk back and forth like a fly.

Such an unnatural physique, in addition to souring herself, greatly satisfied the perverted master's sense of achievement, and casually threw out a few light body techniques and boxing books, which instantly made her very tasteful when she held the introductory heart method.

Mo Weiyang lay on the body of the transportation tool called "Little Junior Brother", recalling his growth process while enjoying the sound of the wind whirring in his ears.

#有了它, Mom and Dad don't have to worry about me jumping off a cliff anymore#

I was so sleepy with the wind blowing that I slept on the transport as usual. Face or something, since I wore this I don't know if it's a martial arts or a fairy world, I don't know where to lose.

When he returned to Zhuyuan, because he took a nap for a while, Mo Weiyang became lively again, and read the basic mental method from beginning to end, but he didn't see any doorway as usual. In addition to the first few pages of Tuna, I also understood it, and the qi practice in the back made Mo Weiyang understand it just by looking at those graphics and words, and even breaking through her three views in one piece.

Once crossed, it was really not true to dominate the world or something, seeing that it was almost time for dinner, Mo Weiyang took out a few steamed buns from the cupboard.

"According to Master, you are the only disciple who has studied the basic mental method for nearly three years." The little junior brother, who was used as a means of transportation, looked at Mo Weiyang, who was back to the table and flipping through the book, while eating steamed buns, with a serious face.

Well, it needs to be pointed out here that the steamed bun in the hands of the little junior brother is from the hands of Mo Weiyang, which is pure natural, pollution-free, and a must-have for home travel. If it weren't for the existence of these buns, this little junior brother of hers wouldn't have wasted his good time picking her up on Lintian Peak.

Ha, why don't you cook?

Well, Master is a fairy-like person.

According to Mo Weiyang's observation, he can really not eat the fireworks in the world, in the words of the master: Bigu.

Of course, the two children can't do Bigu, so they have to find something to eat. So at this time, the senior sister played a key role in cooking.

Watching Fu Cheng chew on the bun with a big mouthful, his bulging mouth was like a little squirrel that only eats, if you can ignore his disdainful little eyes, he is still a very cute child.

"It's called patience and steady." Mo Weiyang continued to bury his head in the basic mental method.

Although he learned martial arts with Fu Cheng, he met that master two years earlier than Fu Cheng, and he worked as a junior follower for two years behind this person who was also a teacher and a friend. Mo Weiyang added some 21st century women's self-defense techniques to it, and found that the unexpected was good.

The master may have wanted to poke herself in the eyes when she saw the female self-defense technique of the descendants, and Mo Weiyang swore with the surname of the two generations that she clearly saw how the pair of Danfeng eyes were drawn.

As for the junior brother's martial arts now, if she hadn't spent time learning calligraphy and calligraphy, she would have really been thrown out of the distance of eighteen streets, and at present, it was only seventeen and a half streets away.

It was a long time before she realized how terrifying her little brother's talent was in the eyes of others, and what a powerful old monster her master was. Not everyone in this world can fly off the wall, the force is amazing, and even she can barely be regarded as "mysterious" in other people's mouths.

As for now, Mo Weiyang is still frowning and studying the mental method that is about to be touched.

While watching, he said to Fu Cheng in a tone that fooled the little pot friend: "You have to take your time in practice, I heard that these things will go crazy if you are not careful." "I'm really not used to the serious look of that bun face, Mo Weiyang always wants to tease him.

He was only seven years old, so precocious that Mo Weiyang was always stunned, just like seeing Master's troubled face, he felt unreal.

In this deep mountain and old forest, in addition to eating, it is really boring to practice, and when the master is not there, only this baby-faced little junior brother can accompany her to have fun.

Unintentionally glanced at the whiteness at the foot of the door, and instantly let her know what it means not to die.

"Heh, do you think anyone can practice martial arts until they go crazy?"

Dong Lingxi stepped into the threshold in a snow-colored robe with a hint of coldness, and the thick and cold voice seemed to penetrate the entire chest, and everyone shook with it.

I'm really afraid of the rhythm of something, every time I see the white swaying clothes Mo Weiyang unconsciously trembles his hands and legs, this master is immortal, but he is not very good at talking.

Thinking of the previous accidental discovery, in addition to the dazzling white of the clothes, there are many layers, like yarn layer by layer, not that it looks like a mosquito net, on the contrary, although it is only white, it is really gorgeous, it really stunned her dirty eyes.

But Mo Weiyang thought that if this layer of clothes was washed......

It's not nice to think about it at all, but it's good that she doesn't have to wash it as the only woman.

"Shhhhh

Mo Weiyang raised his head dissatisfied, and glanced at a pair of cold eyes and the bamboo cane in his hand. Just a flick of God's kung fu head was knocked out.

"Master, if you hit me again, I should be as stupid as Ah Huang if I hit me a few more times." It sounds like it's full of complaints, and at a glance, you know that it's not been knocked once or twice.

At first, Mo Weiyang was a little awkward, but he didn't care much about it after fighting for a long time.

Tanglin Xi casually found a bamboo chair and sat down, and the white clothes brushed by, and even the bamboo chair he sat on had more artistic conception. As for Ah Huang, it sounds like a dog's name, but unfortunately it was named a strange bird by the master.

The faint tone seemed to be completely indifferent to a bird: "Ah Huang is much smarter than you." ”

There was a hint of majesty in his casual voice, and when he saw Mo Weiyang standing up when he saw the bamboo cane, he hid, and he gave up after knocking it. is like a teacher in an ordinary family's family educating the juniors, with a hint of helplessness in the strictness.

"Have you finished practicing the basic mental method?" The pair of beautiful Danfeng eyes swept over lightly, no matter how many times Mo Weiyang looked at it, he was still stunned, it was really beautiful.

Then as usual, he received a little look that the little junior brother despised him, and Wei Yang has always regarded that little look as jealousy of the master's beauty, please forgive the mind of a Zhengtai who is still baby fat.

It's a pity that when I heard Master mention the basic mental method, beauty and everything became a floating cloud.

Not to mention the little junior brother, even she was a little disdainful of her progress, obediently moved two steps forward, and replied a little vaguely: "Just gathered qi." ”

Master's ear power is naturally excellent, and after hearing this, he frowned, but he didn't say anything. Mo Weiyang breathed a sigh of relief, this cheap master had no attitude towards her martial arts as always.

Encouragement or something, far away from her.

"I'm going to be away for a while." As he spoke, he knocked on Mo Weiyang's head, and Mo Weiyang, who was depressed, didn't hide, his strength was not heavy, and when he looked up, he found that it was not a bamboo cane, but a book.

"Light body technique, practice the mind method again."

Mo Weiyang was stunned, and when he came back to his senses happily, he found that the beautiful master was gone.