Chapter 4 Learning Arts
This quaint courtyard is built on Erlong Mountain, not far from the north of Nanzhou City, and you can overlook the prosperous scene of the city. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
Fang Ke has been to Erlong Mountain more than once since he was a child, but he has never found such a small courtyard here.
"That's because the master used a trick." Regarding Fang Ke's question, Xiao He explained.
"Oh, that senior sister, how many people are there in our Fengqing Sect?"
"Three, master, you, and me."
“……”
"Senior sister, why are you dressed in ancient costume?"
"Because it's beautiful."
“……”
"Senior sister, what did you learn from the master? How's the strength? ”
"Pure heart meditation, demon hunting and exorcism, current affairs and politics, algebraic geometry, messy, learn everything. Strength, you should have no problem hanging and beating. ”
“……”
"Senior sister."
"Huh?"
"Is there wifi here? What is the password? ”
“……”
In the afternoon, the two of them sat cross-legged on the futon in the workshop, listening to Lu Yuanqing's preaching, and there were a lot of people who knew it, and they fell asleep listening to it.
"Smack", Lu Yuanqing slapped the ring ruler on the table, waking up the two.
"Fang Ke, do you not understand this word for the teacher?"
Fang Ke shook his head.
"Nothing you don't understand?" Lu Yuanqing said in his heart, this apprentice is not a prodigy.
"I don't understand something, master, my knowledge of ancient literature has been returned to the teacher, and I don't understand all of what you said."
Lu Yuanqing sighed helplessly: "It's that I didn't think about it, I shouldn't have put Xiaohe's standards on you." That's it. ”
He paused, picked up a small book from the table, and said to Fang Ke: "Two months is too short for cultivation, but fortunately, you don't want to cultivate that ethereal immortal path, just to control the power of thunder and lightning in your body." I have a copy of the Thunder Sword Technique here, and after I lead you into your cultivation path, you can use this method to master the power of thunder and lightning in your body. ”
"Thank you, master." Fang Ke stepped forward and took over the blue-skinned book with the words "Imperial Thunder Sword Technique" written in block letters.
"In the future, in addition to me teaching you the method alone, you need to practice with your senior sister at other times to temper your external skills, and in case you encounter ordinary people in the market again, you will also have the power to protect yourself."
"Yes." Fang Ke understood what the master meant, and he was silent on the surface, but he was very happy in his heart.
"Hmm." Lu Yuanqing thought for a while, and then said, "You may not understand the mental formulas that teach you, so let's sit cross-legged." ”
Fang Ke complied with his words and straightened his body.
"Don't think about anything, calm down and feel carefully. Taoist cultivation requires the transformation of the qi from the outside world into the qi in the body before it can be used for oneself. But you don't need to do this, you can use the power of thunder and lightning surging in your body as the Qi after tempering, guide and control it, and store it in the dantian. ”
Fang Ke's spiritual platform was clear, and he felt the power in his body according to Lu Yuanqing's words.
A quarter of an hour later.
"Whew!" Fang Ke exhaled, "I don't feel it at all, master." ”
Lu Yuanqing smiled: "Don't be anxious, how can it be effective immediately at the beginning, you just need to practice every day, you will always feel it." ”
"Yes, master." Fang Ke responded.
"Guiding Yuan Qi is extremely energy-consuming, you must not take too long at the beginning, you need to have a stage of adaptation, so let's do other homework with your senior sister now." Lu Yuanqing asked a few more words, and then raised his feet and left.
A master who shakes his hands and is in charge. Fang Ke thought to himself.
The place of practice is in the side courtyard, the field is not very large, and there is a wooden stake, two stone locks, and a stone barbell in the corner.
"You know what these things do." Seeing Fang Ke nodding, Xiao He smiled and said, "Gather at six o'clock every morning and run around the mountain road, this is a morning exercise." Teach you basic sword moves in the morning and build muscle strength in the afternoon. The rest of the time, practice on your own. ”
"Senior sister, it turns out that our Fengqing Sect is a sect that plays swords?" Fang Ke inadvertently made a joke.
Xiao He was not fooled: "Because the master gave you a sword trick, you are also the one who wants to play the sword." ”
"What about you?" Fang Ke was a little curious, not caring at all about his senior sister's riposte.
Xiao He smiled slightly, pointed to the stone barbell, and diverted the topic: "You go and try?" ”
"Try it, try it, but when you're done, you'll have to tell me what weapon you use." Fang Ke's curiosity became even heavier.
"Hold it up and talk about it." Xiao He smiled mysteriously.
"What's so hard about that?" Fang Ke strode over, bent over, held his hand on the pole, took a breath, his body strained, his face was flushed, but the barbell did not move at all.
"It's too heavy!" Fang Ke complained.
"Deep?" Xiao He walked over with a smile, bent over, held the barbell bar with one hand, and lifted it easily.
Fang Ke was instantly shocked as if an ostrich egg had been stuffed in his mouth.
Xiao He was very happy to see him surprised, and after dancing twice with the barbell, he stood on the ground with a "tom".
Fang Ke looked at the splashed dust and felt that his jaw was a little dislocated. This Senior Sister Xiaohe, is it a monster? She's not a small river, it's the Yangtze River, right?
"How?" Xiao He put the barbell down, walked up to Fang Ke and asked.
"Awesome." Fang Ke gave a thumbs up.
"Concession and concession, recent neglect of practice, is not as good as before." Xiao He arched his hand, a look of shame on his face.
"Senior sister."
"What's wrong?"
"I feel like I've got internal injuries, it's serious."
“……”
After eating in the evening, Fang Ke dragged his sore body back to the room, lay on the bed, thinking back on what happened in the past two days, he felt really incredible.
However, these four years of independent life have exercised his psychological endurance, so even the most incomprehensible things will be recognized by him as a matter of course.
His eyes swept over the satchel on the table, Fang Ke turned over and sat up, fumbled in the bag a few times, and took out the metal ball.
"Those guys call you the Golden Apple?" He played with the metal ball in his hand and said to himself, "It's not like it, it's just a round ball." ”
Thinking that the ability on his body was due to it, Fang Ke turned this metal ball over and over again to look at it, and had a deep question in his heart, what is this? Who are the people chasing you? The master seemed to know something, but he never meant to say it. If you have a chance to find your father, you should ask him, after all, he sent this ball back. Thinking of this, Fang Ke turned over, the father of this pit son didn't know where he was now or when he would be able to see him.
Unconsciously, Fang Ke fell asleep, and the metal ball he was holding in his hand flashed imperceptibly.
Athens, Greece.
Fang Xiang and the three of them, who were about to leave when they got the golden apple, have stayed until now for some reason.
"Ahh
Rubbing his nose, he asked his wife puzzled: "Wife, what do you say has happened to me lately?" Is it a pollen allergy? ”
"How do I know? Maybe one of your sisters is nagging you again. Fang Ke's mother folded her clothes next to her and said casually.
Fang Xiang smiled and hugged her: "Where is there any sister?" I ......"
"Don't be prepared to talk about it here. By the way, what about the golden apple? Put it in this box, safely. Fang Ke's mother interrupted Fang Xiang's words and took out a small wooden box from the cabinet.
"Ah...... No, I've already put it away. Fang Xiang was sloppy and wanted to fool the past.
Who knew that Fang Ke's mother was a bold and careful master, hearing that Fang Xiang's words were a little wrong, she stopped what she was doing, and looked serious: "Honestly, where did you put the golden apple?" ”
"I asked Yi Zhou to put it away." Fang Xiang packed his luggage, and said without thinking about it.
"Really?" Fang Ke's mother looked suspicious.
"Really." I want to swear by it.
"Brother Fang, sister-in-law Fang, have you cleaned up? It's time to go. Jiang Yizhou, who was dressed casually, pushed the door in, feeling that the atmosphere in the house was not right, and immediately prepared to withdraw.
"Don't go." Fang Ke's mother stopped Jiang Yizhou and smiled slightly, "The golden apple is in your hand?" ”
"Huh? Oh. Oh, yes. Jiang Yizhou saw Fang Xiang winking at him desperately, and immediately reacted, "Yes, what Brother Fang gave me a few days ago was sealed in the Kong Ming box." You know, there might be something powerful in the golden apple, so it's better to be on the safe side. ”
"Really?" Fang Ke's mother was still suspicious.
"Of course." Jiang Yizhou also swore an oath.
"I'll believe you once." Fang Ke's mother didn't pursue it anymore, and dragged the sorted boxes out first.
"Brother Fang, how is it, I helped you round up the lie, how can you thank me?" Watching Fang Ke's mother go out, Jiang Yizhou said with Fang Xiang squeezing his eyebrows.
"How do you think I can thank you?" Fang wanted to stuff the rest of the things into the box haphazardly, quickly packed them up, and prepared to go out.
"I haven't thought about it yet, so let's owe it first. Anyway, where did you put the golden apple? He followed out the door and asked in the hallway.
Fang Xiang looked left and right, but did not find any trace of his wife, and smiled at Jiang Yizhou, revealing a statement that you understand.
"Isn't it? Did you send it home? Are you really going to experiment with Xiao Ke? That kid is so pitiful, with a dad like you. ”
Fang Xiang motioned to Jiang Yizhou to whisper: "Don't talk nonsense, what is called an experiment, I will give him a big opportunity." Besides, it's not certain whether he can open the golden apple or not, what are you yelling here? Be careful, I'll let your sister-in-law make you jujube porridge to drink. ”
"Hey! I thought about how you could thank me. That is. Jiang Yizhou paused, and said word by word: "I~again~also~no~want~drink~red~jujube~porridge~." ”
"Look at your little bit of interest." Fang Xiang didn't want to talk to him, so he pulled the box and walked away.
"Hehe, I will finally say goodbye to red dates in the future!" Jiang Yizhou was a little proud, and chased after him.