Chapter 40: Concentrate on Cultivation
The clouds cover the green mountains, and the clouds in the mountains are still stacked on top of each other over the mountains.
The fresh breath after the rain has given birth to a lot of new life, bamboo shoots and bracken have broken through the soil along the roadside, and occasionally you can even see small insects crawling by, which is interesting and lively.
At dusk, Qiao Lao came back with a rattan basket on his back and saw Fu Yunge practicing alone in the courtyard. I saw that his movements and demeanor were already very smooth, and he seemed to have glimpsed the mystery of Qi Crossing the clouds, but he was not yet proficient.
The old man walked to the wall and put down the basket: "Why are you the only one, a poinsettia plum?"
Fu Yunge returned to the sea of qi with luck, breathed a long sigh of relief, and stood up satisfied.
"The seniors are gone. He's going to go to another of my companions, and by the way, he'll find out about the Nine Shadows in the surrounding area, saying that he'll come back when he's free. β
Opening his eyes, Fu Yunge explained to Qiao Lao.
Qiao Lao looked at the crimson and dark sky in the distanceβand only in the evening could the color of the sun be revealed: "You can stay overnight and then leave." But let him be. β
Night soon fell, enveloping the tranquil mountains. Fu Yunge comprehended the third form, and the feeling of inner pleasure was indescribable.
Before going to bed, he studied Qiao Lao's Qi training secret three more times, and felt that his body was extremely tired, so he fell asleep on the pillow.
The next day, Poinsettia Mei did not come. Fu Yunge practiced by himself, became proficient in the third form, and began to move towards the fourth form "Qi Shaking Yunbo" on his own.
Qiao Lao also gave him occasional guidance, coupled with the continuous recovery of his body, after a few days of cultivation, he obviously felt that his strength was not what it used to be, and he had made great progress.
It was only in the evening that he remembered Dongfang Shiming again.
He was cultivating safely here, but he didn't know where his friend was now, and he couldn't help but feel uneasy.
He only hoped that Poinsettia Plum would bring the good news that Dongfang Shiming was safe and sound when she came again, so that he could at least be a little relieved.
The next morning, Poinsettia Mei returned, and happened to meet Fu Yunge and Qiao Lao having breakfast. Fu Yunge hurriedly put down the dishes and chopsticks and stepped forward to ask for Dongfang Shiming's news.
Unexpectedly, Poinsettia Plum shook her head regretfully.
"His traces, I went down the river yesterday, traced dozens of miles, and did not find the whereabouts of Dongfang Shiming. β
Poinsettia sighed, but then said, "I also went to the Shigu Ferry." Although he is not there, it is now safe and sound, including the mouth of the Willow Branch, where your family is located, and has not been affected by the recent incident. β
"But I heard from the people in the vicinity that many of the ships were stolen in the early morning, probably by the ambushes who had been hoarded there. β
Fu Yunge heard that his father was fine, and his heart calmed down slightly: "It's good that there are no casualties." It seems that the ambush soldiers had already camped at the Shigu Ferry, and left early in the morning of the planned day to launch an attack on Chaoyun Street. β
"It's really a delicate plan. Poinsettia nodded in agreement, and the two walked inside.
The old man sat at the table, knowing exactly what they were talking about.
But he still turned a deaf ear, and when he saw Poinsettia Mei coming in, he just raised his head slightly and blinked, which was regarded as a greeting.
Poinsettia found a wooden pier from the corner and sat down. Although Fu Yunge learned that his family was safe, Dongfang Shiming still had no news, and his interest was not very high, and his face was covered with a thin layer of sadness.
Poinsettia saw his worries and comforted, "Don't worry, he'll be fine." β
Fu Yunge squeezed a smile at him and shrugged his shoulders reluctantly.
After the two of them had breakfast, Qiao Lao left as usual. Poinsettia Plum silently watched Fu Yunge pull the rice with his head bowed, and his mind was also not very clear.
Fu Yunge has been in charge of washing dishes after meals here. When the old man left, he scooped a few spoonfuls of spring water with a basin of water as usual, and went to the courtyard to wash the dishes.
Seeing this, Poinsettia Mei also walked to the basin and squatted down to help Fu Yunge wash it together. Fu Yunge was stunned for a moment, then raised his head, but saw Poinsettia Mei with her eyelids drooping, and her expression was difficult to figure out.
"No problem. At the drunken dust village, I also helped him wash. Poinsettia Mei said.
Fu Yunge nodded quietly. In this way, the two washed three or five coarse porcelain dishes together, and were silent with each other. The icy spring water is cool and comfortable in your hands.
After a short rest, the poinsettia plum made Fu Yunge cheer up, and he couldn't slack off his cultivation.
In the current situation, only if you have enough power can you have the strength to face evil and protect the people you want to protect. Fu Yunge plucked up his strength and said yes again and again, shook his spirit, and began to continue to concentrate on cultivation.
The so-called Qi Shaking Cloud Wave refers to the practitioner's ability to freely mobilize the energy that gathers around him/her body without neglecting to defend himself. This type requires more abundant vitality storage, but fortunately, Fu Yunge has been recuperating for a few days, and the vitality has returned to the previous level.
Poinsettia plum, as usual, is on the side to give pointers.
The cultivation of internal strength is more dangerous than that of foreign martial arts, especially in the early stage, if you are not careful, it is very easy to go crazy.
Moreover, Fu Yunge's current cultivation speed has been forced to accelerate, and there is less connection and transition, if he is not guided, the risk will be greater.
"Comprehend the momentum of yang and yin, calm down the water and fire, and focus on the middle palace. Guide the true qi to trace up the Ren vein, and temporarily stay in the dove tail point. β
Poinsettia Mei sat on a stone, staring at Fu Yunge, who was sitting cross-legged and cultivating with his eyes closed, and pointed out from time to time: "The moment you feel the full rise, then raise your true qi, and then divert to the Tiantu Acupoint, and converge on the Yunmen Acupoint on both shoulders." β
Fu Yunge listened to the teachings of Poinsettia Plum wholeheartedly, and began to explore the way of Qi Shaking Yunbo Style.
Teaching Fu Yunge to penetrate the fourth form, time has passed unconsciously.
During this period, Qiao Lao also came back to have lunch with them, and saw that the two of them were also discussing the content of cultivation at the dinner table, although he was not interested in this, but he also felt a little surprised.
After all, cultivation should not be rushed, at the current speed, although there is foundation support and guidance, it may still be unexpected.
Poinsettia Mei still left in the evening, and when she left, she told Fu Yunge to continue her cultivation. He was now on a tight schedule, using it day and night, without even a break.
Fu Yunge is well aware of the painstaking efforts of poinsettia plums, and meticulously refines internal strength.
Qiao Lao's eyes on him gradually changed from initial worry to trust.
During this time, it seems that this child is determined, and with the guidance of poinsettia plum, maybe he can really achieve a qualitative change by leaps and bounds.
The days passed quickly, and three or five days passed in the blink of an eye.
During this period, Poinsettia Mei came again, saying that it had found a trace of suspected Oriental Shiming, but it was not yet certain.
In addition to Fu Yunge's worries, he became more strict with his own requirements.
He must hurry up, and when he has the strength, he will personally search for it and find the whereabouts of his best friend.
On the sixth day of studying the fourth form, Fu Yunge sat and cultivated in the early morning, and wisps of white gas floated from the top of his head from time to time.
The mist outside the house was thick, and the old Qiao looked at the situation outside and decided to go out to chop wood later. Seeing that Fu Yunge hadn't gotten up yet, he went over and pushed the door to check.
The moment he stepped into the threshold of the inner room, Fu Yunge suddenly let out a clear roar. I saw that the mist above his head suddenly drifted away, and then a slow breath blew, and the placket of Qiao Lao's clothes was blown slightly.
Seeing this, he couldn't help but praise him, this situation should be a great success.
Fu Yunge woke up like a big dream, and slowly raised his eyelids.
Seeing Qiao Lao standing at the door, he smiled slightly: "Qiao Lao, I'...... It should have worked. β
Qiao Lao nodded in agreement. It is indeed not easy to maintain such a cultivation speed without losing it. I just don't know if this teenager can afford it if it goes on forever.
At noon, poinsettia plum came again. He was also overjoyed when he heard that Fu Yunge's fourth form had been completed.
But his heart, like Qiao Lao, was a little mixed, and he didn't know if Fu Yunge would be able to bear it if he continued to speed up his cultivation.