Yu Yingxin had learned boxing from a lonely old man before, and he had some foundation in this area.

Speaking of this old man, Yun Hai still remembers that he is an old artist who walks the streets and alleys, and he has heard that he has some real kung fu.

It's a pity that he only rented Baiyun Village and later moved away, and no one knows where he went.

Yu Yingxin felt very sorry every time he talked to Yunhai about this old man.

Yu Yingxin first played a set of the old man's boxing techniques, and Yunhai didn't know how to punch before, so he naturally couldn't see the way.

Now after Yunhai looked at it, he found that this was actually a set of internal boxing, but it was a pity that the old man back then may have been out of caution, but he just passed on some fancy and beautiful moves of Yu Yingxin, but the true essence was not taught, otherwise Yu Yingxin might have been an awakened evolutionary.

It can also be seen from this that the old man should be a very low-key evolutionary, and his ability is not low.

Cloud Fist seems simple, but the changes inside are very complex and not so easy to grasp.

Yun Hai was not impatient, and explained the tricks of Yun Quan to Yu Yingxin little by little.

Yu Yingxin studied very hard, and the time arrived at two o'clock in the morning before he knew it.

"That's it for today, and it's going to continue tomorrow night."

Yunhai took back the "Dream Sword", and everything returned to reality.

Yun Duo and Yu Yingxin fell asleep quietly, while Yun Hai began to practice every day.

The flowers in the courtyard were fully satisfied after some careful care yesterday, and the sea of clouds absorbed this trace of the grass and trees they released, and slowly grew the green clouds in the dantian.

After the "Youxue" was watered by the living spring full of aura, the change was especially obvious, and the small white flowers bloomed several more, exuding an intoxicating fragrance, and the trace of grass and trees was extremely powerful, bringing great cultivation benefits to the sea of clouds.

After all, the number of flowers and plants in the courtyard was small, and with the growth of the fourth true power of all things, the range of the sea of clouds that could detect the qi of plants and trees gradually increased, and he was already able to detect farmland that was only a few dozen meters away from his home.

In the farmland, there are not only large fields of rice, but also watermelons, melons, sweet potatoes, corn, sweet potatoes, taro, callowe, mustard greens, cabbage, chopped green onions, garlic and so on.

Every crop exudes a hint of grass and trees, even the various weeds in the field.

While they bring the true power of all things in the sea of clouds to improve, they also make the sea of clouds feel their emotions.

Over the years, the abuse of pesticides and various industrial fertilizers has brought huge pollution and damage to this land.

Yunhai remembers that in the past, there were a lot of fish in the puddles in the fields, but now they are extinct, and there are no fish to be seen.

This hint of grass and trees carries the emotions of various plant complaints, especially some weeds, which are the most resentful, because the farmer uncle will beat glyphosate every once in a while, which makes them very hurt.

Yunhai remembers that in the earliest days, everyone was pulling weeds, and basically did not play glyphosate.

But later, in order to save manpower, glyphosate was beaten once before planting to kill all kinds of weeds.

Now who is willing to spend time pulling weeds, direct medicine to save time and trouble.

But weeds are the most tenacious in their lives, and they always thrive again after various crops have been planted.

There are poems as evidence: wildfires are inexhaustible, and the spring breeze blows and grows.

Although the resentment is negative, it is very powerful, and it is a great help to the sea of clouds.

I feel that a little bit of real power is slowly increasing, and the pleasant taste is indescribable.

Yunhai communicates with them carefully and does not ignore them because they are weeds.

Suddenly, Yun Hai felt a different kind of emotion, the power of that emotion was very powerful, at least hundreds of times, or even thousands of times stronger than ordinary weeds.

The sea of clouds quickly locked onto the target, and it turned out to be a special dog's tail grass.

It is said that it is special, naturally because its color is different from other dog's tail grasses, it is purple-red.

This is a mutated variety, and Yunhai feels that it has value in breeding.

How it will grow in the future, Yunhai has no way of knowing.

Wouldn't it be more interesting not to know a kind of mystery?

In order to avoid being uprooted by the industrious farmer uncle tomorrow, Yunhai decided to transplant it from the rice field immediately.

Yun Hai quietly walked out of the room, came to the courtyard and took a flower pot, and then went out of the courtyard.

I went to the field and dug up the mutated fuchsia dog's tail grass, then got dirt and planted it in a pot.

When he returned, the little flower at the door wagged her tail at him, but she was surprisingly well-behaved and didn't make any sound.

Yunhai patted it lightly on the back, entering a trace of the true power of all things as a reward before returning to the house.

Putting the dog's tail grass on the window on the third floor, Yunhai lay down again.

……

In the morning, after Yu Yingxin got up, she found that her body seemed to have lost some weight, which made her enthusiastic about exercising, and soon the family set off again.

Yun Hai smiled secretly in his heart, if his girlfriend knew that the reason for losing weight had nothing to do with early exercise, would her enthusiasm for exercise be so high?

You must know that in the past, when Yu Yingxin was in Wulin City, not only would he not exercise early, but as long as he was fine, he often slept until ten o'clock before getting up.

This time, as usual, the route was from home to the reservoir, and when I got to the reservoir, I still chose to climb the stairs to the dam.

This time, the water ducks did not appear, which made Yu Yingxin and Yunyan a little disappointed.

At this moment, a young man came from the side of the reservoir dam, and the sea of clouds did not need to look, and the true power of all things had already sensed that he was the one who used a slingshot to shoot a water duck yesterday.

Behind this man was a middle-aged woman, holding lanterns, sandalwood, yellow paper, and paper ingots in her hands.

Many old people in Jinxian are superstitious about this, once they are in bad spirits or frightened, they will go to call the soul, and generally where they are frightened, they will go to the soul to call the soul.

There is also a "soul scripture", you need to copy it on yellow paper and burn it, Yunhai also helped some old people copy this "soul scripture" before.

Of course, this was a long time ago, and Yunhai can't remember all the contents of the "Soul Sutra" now.

When he approached, the young man looked at Yunhai, and suddenly exclaimed with some excitement: "You are Yunhai, right?" ”

"I'm Yunhai, are you?" Yunhai was a little surprised, and then looked at his appearance carefully, but a person's shadow suddenly appeared in his mind, hey, it was him?!

The young man laughed and said, "I haven't seen you for many years, and my old classmates can't recognize me, I used to sit behind you in the first year of junior high school." ”

Yun Hai patted his head, pretended to be suddenly enlightened, and shouted: "I remember, you are Sun Dasheng." ”

Sun Dasheng is his nickname, in fact, his name is Sun Zhijun, and Yun Hai has already remembered it just now.