Chapter 131: The White Horse Passes Through the Gap
Time is like flowing water, the seasons alternate, it is the winter when the spring breeze suddenly comes, and thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloom. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info In the blink of an eye, Su Ling has been coming to the Spirit Village for more than a month, and the rhythm of life has gradually stabilized, and he started the triathlon with Xiong Jieba during the day, not a gag, Bai Ze occasionally came over to take a look, but it was still mostly when he went out on a mission.
The two of them end their training every hour, but Su Ling doesn't plan to stop here, after dinner, they have to train at home, push-ups, sit-ups, skipping rope, running, and they haven't slackened at all, just like she said, there is no genius in this world at all, only hard work and persistence are king.
Ye Ming also said the same, and that day she asked him for the trick of cultivation, and it was summed up in a simple sentence: perseverance and peace. Don't always think about how to control the aura, how to make the barrel in your hand stable, adjust your breathing, face it with a steady mind, and don't be afraid of failure.
Of course, telling Xiong Jieba with such a skill is equivalent to not telling him, this guy can't turn his head, what else to say, compared to these big truths, he prefers to practice with his body, so for the whole month, the screams of the bamboo step and the sound of the barrel falling to the ground have not stopped.
"The Basic Guide to Psychic Masters" was also almost translated by her, and she didn't want to read it at first, but she always felt that this thing was a brainwashing magic issued by a pyramid scheme. But it doesn't matter if you turn it by chance, those things in it instantly attracted her, although she can't understand the awkward ancient texts on the top, but she can see the notes on the bottom of the fly, there are dense annotations on each page, unlike the books in the old warehouse of the Su family, this handwriting is clean and tidy, just the spirit of the words can bring people inexplicable joy.
After more than a month of observation, she found that Baihu really rarely spoke, more often watched, whether Su Ling succeeded or failed, it rarely interfered, and she also asked why, but the original words of the people were: I have lived too long, I have seen too much, and some truths can only be understood if I practice them myself, I should not interfere in your life.
Su Ling: "..... I really want you to intervene. ā
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The wind blows the bamboo leaves and rattles, a lush green, this is the unique scenery of the spirit village, thanks to the blessing of the big chun tree, the village can raise this piece of spirit bamboo to be lush and green all year round. And bamboo is a festival, a gentleman's bearing, noble character, and the most suitable for cultivation and cultivation, which is how elegant and vulgar.
At this time, it is winter, and the snowflakes fluttering down from the lush green bamboos and the dark green bamboo leaves reflect the white snow, as if you are at the intersection of spring and winter, which is a wonderful feeling.
Winter and spring are intertwined, and the bamboo sea is ethereal.
What a beautiful picture - if you ignore these descriptions of the environment, look up a few meters away, a sturdy man with two feet tall arms and legs as strong as an ox, with his upper body naked, holding two wooden barrels in both hands, walking like flying, he jumped on the high plum blossom stake, and flew like walking on the ground twice, and in the blink of an eye, he passed a dozen plum blossom stakes, and the faint blue air under his feet was attached, very stable and he looked back and laughed.
"Haha, Su Ling, I'm afraid you're going to lose to me today!"
The laughter was hearty, but it was an indifferent and indifferent response, and a faint look floated from the thicker but only one wrist thick bamboo strip, and the person lying on the bamboo strip on his back had half-open eyes.
"Self-deception is also a great ability, which is conducive to blindly perceiving reality and overestimating one's own ability, and this shameless spirit is worth carrying forward." This person deliberately bites the word "shameless" tightly, which makes people feel ashamed when they hear it.
Anyway, she dragged a thinner bamboo strip on the top, soft and lazy like silk and the thin body swept up, between a little bamboo tips under her feet, a few flying legs in the air, that is, she crossed to the lake, lifted two wooden barrels, knocked down twice, lifted two buckets of water, opened her slender arms, walked over, and got on the plum blossom pile, and the bear ring eight had already gone down the plum blossom pile.
Su Ling stepped on the stake, shook the handle of the barrel, stepped under his feet, and the second stake was steady.
The third root is more stable.
The fourth, at first, is a little floating, and the whole foot surface does not touch the cut surface at all.
Fifth, the light blue aura on the soles of the feet is firmly attached.
From the tenth root, there was only a tap under her feet...
Brushing, the water in the barrel is full but does not overflow, and there are no waves on the water surface, she reached the end of the plum blossom pile, and looked up to see that Xiong Jieba had already walked half of the bamboo step, and the tall and burly body was stepping step by step through the bamboo step shaking without any balance point, which was Xiong Jieba's favorite link, and the hard practice for a month finally had some effect.
"Oops, it looks a little more stable than yesterday, is it because I lost yesterday and was hungry?" Su Ling's laughter annoyed Xiong Jieba, and he also mocked back: "You have to go on, if you lose to me today, you can wait to be hungry." ā
Xiong Jieba just finished sarcastically seeing Su Ling had turned around and jumped lightly on the bamboo step, if his body method is to seek stability in the middle, then Su Ling is light and fast, thin body, flying between the swaying bamboo steps, the wind is still shaking, but every time she can be stepped on, this body is like the night underworld!
Xiong Jieba was supposed to set off first, and the distance between the two was half the difference, but as soon as Su Ling stepped on it, he flashed step by step, and his speed was twice as fast as him!
Xiong Jie scolded eight times, but he also sped up.
But the sound of the bamboo step shaking collision is getting louder and louder, and the distance is getting closer and closer....
He became more and more panicked, but he didn't know that his feet flickered, and he couldn't step on it steadily, and the wooden barrel on his right hand shook, and a third of the water spilled out.
Here, Su Ling quickly came behind him, raised his legs, and swept with a long leg.
"Let me go down, you!"
Then the long legs swept into the air, Xiong Jieba jumped, his body tilted, and the wooden barrel on the left hand side also poured out the same amount of water, and the body returned to balance. Su Ling didn't give up, and instead kicked Xiong Jieba's back with his slender calf.
Kicking the back acupoint of the middle waist, Xiong Jieba suddenly felt that his back was paralyzed and sore, but fortunately, this person had rough skin and thick flesh, and this click was nothing, so he turned around and counterattacked, and his thick calf kicked the outside of Su Ling's thigh.
But this person's body is strange, he flashed backwards, his body was as light as a swallow, and he stepped forward again while lying on his side and flashing in the air, flying under his feet, and kicked on Xiong Jieba's bucket, the latter's body suddenly slowed down, and he was about to fall...
A wicked smile flashed across someone's face, and he kicked the door,
Bang!
Bang!
This first sound is the sound of Su Ling kicking on the eight wooden barrels of the bear ring, and this second sound...
"Ahh Xiong Jieba fell to the ground, covered with water, and the buttocks were all sludge.
Ran Su Ling had already quickly swept forward the wooden planks, poured water into the large wooden barrel, and smiled when he heard this.
"Species?" Her eyes drifted downward, between Xiong Jieba's legs, "I didn't plant." ā
For a second, Xiong Jieba's face turned red.
In the distance, Ye Ming, who was coming here, also heard it, and was speechless for a while......