In the martial arts training ground in the backyard of the Ling family. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Father Ling was wearing a green cloth robe, sitting upright on a chair, holding a purple clay pot in his hand, and drinking tea with his head down comfortably.

Ling Xue was wearing a purple dress and stood behind a chair with a calm smile on her face.

Song Qibi respectfully lowered his hands and stood three steps away in front of Father Ling, his eyelashes drooping, not daring to make a sound.

Father Ling took a few sips of tea, put the teapot on the coffee table next to him, raised his head, looked at Song Qi, and said slowly: "Lifting five hundred catties is ten points, one hundred catties is two points, and you only lift half of a hundred catties, so your strength score is one point; A pillar of incense runs 4,000 paces for 10, and you run 1,520 paces, so your speed score is 4 points; In addition, your muscles and bones are already old and hard, and the softness is only one point; However, your reflexes are still good, and you can score six points. ”

Alas, it seems that it did not pass the test.

In the past two days, after four tests of strength, speed, softness, and reflexes, Song Qi could feel that Father Ling was very dissatisfied with his qualifications, because he himself was very dissatisfied. The most important thing about martial arts is strength and flexibility, and in these two areas, his qualifications are particularly low. He no longer had any hope of learning martial arts. Anyway, he didn't expect Father Ling to take him as an apprentice.

Father Ling actually didn't want to accept any more apprentices, but he couldn't hold back his precious daughter's repeated pleas, so he had to make an exception to give Song Qi a chance and let him take four tests. If Song Qitong doesn't pass the test and doesn't accept him as an apprentice, his daughter will have nothing to say. If Song Qi was lucky enough to pass the four tests, he would have nothing to say about accepting him as an apprentice.

Father Ling stroked his beard and said in a calm tone: "If you enter my Ling Gate, you should get at least twenty-four points in total." And Brother Song, your total score is twelve points, so... Based on the test results, I can only regret to tell you that you are currently weak and hard-working, and I am afraid that you are not suitable for martial arts. ”

"I understand... Song Qi had actually expected this result and was not disappointed. So after listening to Daddy Ling's assertion, I was able to accept it calmly. In fact, he didn't really want to practice martial arts, he knew that it was too late for him to start practicing martial arts at such an age.

Ling Xue kneaded Daddy Ling's shoulder with her hand, and said coquettishly, "Dad, Brother Song's speed and reflexes are still good. You say, don't you? ”

"Nonsense!" Father Ling turned his head and glared at his daughter, and when he saw his daughter's coquettish and scoundrel appearance, he shook his head and smiled dumbly.

Song Qi listened to Ling Xue's words, and his heart was very moved, he waved his hand to Ling Xue to stop: "Xue'er, don't embarrass your father!" As I said, I'm not suitable for martial arts, and I don't want to practice martial arts! ”

Ling Xue didn't answer Song Qi's words, but rubbed her father's shoulder vigorously, "Although Brother Song's test results are not very good, it's not that his qualifications are bad. It's because he hasn't practiced. If he had practiced, his results would have improved. Dad, what do you say? ”

Father Ling shook his head and smiled, his eyes staring at the sky in distraction.

Ling Xue seemed to say in a concluding tone: "Although his qualifications are not very suitable for martial arts, his speed and reflexes are very good, and he should at least be suitable for archery." ”

Father Ling rolled his eyes at Ling Xue. Ling Xue also rolled her eyes at him.

Song Qi felt a trace of sweat pouring out of his palms. He looked at Ling Xue and shook his head. Sandwiched between this father and daughter, one wants him to apprentice, the other doesn't want to accept him, he is really in a dilemma...

"Dad, please drink tea!" Ling Xue picked up the teacup and respectfully handed it to Father Ling.

Father Ling took the teacup and took a sip. Then his eyes were slightly closed, and a glint in his eyes shot straight into the depths of Song Qi's soul, and he asked in a deep voice, "Brother Song, do you really want to learn archery?" ”

Song Qi was shocked by that gaze, and couldn't help but feel a little weak. He shook his head, and when he saw that Ling Xue was giving him a look, he had to nod his head, and said in a voice like the sound of a mosquito: "Yes." ”

Father Ling asked with a calm face, "What is the purpose of your learning archery?" ”

Is there a purpose in learning archery? He hadn't thought about it at all. He lowered his head and thought for a long time, slowly raised his head, and replied: "Dad, I have no other purpose for learning archery, the idea is to defend myself." For a moment he couldn't think of any other good reason.

Father Ling still asked quietly: "Practicing arrows cannot be achieved overnight, but requires a long-term process, at least three years, and at most ten years. Can you hold on? ”

Song Qi thought for a moment and gently spit out a word: "Yes." "Anyway, he doesn't have a home now, Lingyu Village is his new home. Staying here with nothing like this, he can't stay any longer. If there is a name for learning arrows, he can also live in the name of righteousness. If you stay here and don't have anything else to do, you can keep learning.

Father Ling stroked his beard and asked, "If you really want to learn archery with me, you must first chop wood and fetch water for three months, chop ten loads of wood every day, and carry ten buckets of water." If you can persevere, I will decide again in three months whether to accept you as a disciple or not. Can you do acceptance? ”

Song Qi knew that the basic skills of all martial arts started from chopping wood and carrying water. Archery is certainly no exception. Shooting requires not only quick eyes and hands, but also strength, speed, dexterity and other comprehensive abilities.

Father Ling was able to say that, just to give him a chance.

He couldn't help but accept this feeling, and replied without hesitation: "Yes!" ”

Father Ling finally showed a satisfied smile on his face, he gave Song Qi a flat shoulder, a pair of buckets and a sickle, and ordered, "Tomorrow will officially start." At the same time, he told Ling Xue Yinyin: "He must do the work of carrying water and chopping firewood." You must not help him do it. You know? ”

"I know, Dad." Ling Xue readily agreed.

She knew in her heart that her father had basically agreed to accept Song Qi as an apprentice. Therefore, the basic work has to be completed by Song Qi himself, and this gang can not help it, otherwise it will hurt Song Qi.

Song Qi also understood in his heart. If you want to practice miracle skills, how can you not sweat some money? Besides, this is Daddy's test for him. If genius is one talent and ninety-nine parts of sweat, then martial arts masters are even more so.

In the early morning of the next day, Song Qi and Ling Xue each held a flat pole and a sickle in their hands, and went out of the courtyard gate to the hillside on the left.

Although Ling Xue promised not to help Song Qi, she decided to accompany Song Qi to complete the task. Of course, she will not accompany her empty-handed, but will be like Song Qi, chopping ten bundles of firewood and carrying ten buckets of water. Of course, her father would not object to this.

There is only a winding path on the hillside on the left, which was created by Ling Xue's father and daughter after months of going to the mountain to chop wood.

They walked about seven or eight hundred steps along this winding path, bathed in the cool sea breeze, and came to a mountain recess.

There are countless towering ancient trees here, and under the ancient trees there are many dead trees and old vines, whose branches have dried up, and they are just cut to be used as firewood and grass. In ancient times, firewood was burned for boiling water and cooking, and the demand for firewood and grass was very large.

After arriving at the venue, Ling Xue drew a line with a sickle on the hillside, dividing the hillside into two, and then pointed to both sides of the line with the sickle, looked up and said to Song Qi: "Brother Song, the area on the left is yours, and the area on the right is mine." Look at which of us cuts more firewood, what do you think? ”

"No problem!" Song Qi replied with a smile.

The two of them slapped each other's palms, and then busied themselves in their respective fields.

Ling Xue was already very skilled at chopping wood. I saw that she sometimes used a sickle to pull the dead branches on the ground in a pile, and sometimes used a sickle to pull down the old vines wrapped around the big tree and pull them on the firewood. In a few moments, a half-man-high pyre was erected next to her.

Although Song Qi knew what it was like to chop wood, she had to learn from her when chopping it. He noticed that Ling Xue had not used a knife against the growing trees.

He stood by and watched for a while, and then buried his head in the same way. In a few moments, a tall pyre was erected beside him.

Song Qi was standing next to a tall and powerful ancient tree, and there were many dark old vines wrapped horizontally and vertically on the branches, and the old vine on the top of his head was particularly thick and strong. He raised the scythe in his left hand to pull the old vine hook off the top of his head a little, and then reached out his right hand to grab the old vine.

"Hiss~" Suddenly heard a faint but crisp hissing sound behind him.

Song Qi's heart moved, he turned his head to look, and he didn't look at You Ke, this look frightened him, and his soul was scattered.

I saw a snake with a cup more than three feet long and a thick mouth, the snake's body was covered with triangular lines, the triangular head was erected high, the eyes were glowing with a faint green light, and the snake letter was spit out from the mouth, making a hissing sound.

Song Qi knew that this was an overlord cobra, highly poisonous. It is said that if you are bitten by an overlord cobra, you will fall to the ground and die after taking less than seven steps. At this time, the overlord cobra was one step away from the right behind him, the ghostly snake eyes were staring at him, the snake letter hissed, and the triangular head swayed slightly from side to side, ready to launch an attack rhythm.

When Song Qi saw the highly venomous Overlord Cobra, his first thought was to run. But he couldn't take a step, and besides, there was a thick ancient tree in front of him, and a poisonous snake behind him, so he couldn't run at all.

And it is simply too late to attack the snake with a scythe, because his scythe is in his left hand, and the left hand is a certain distance from the snake. And his right hand was grasping the old vine, and he didn't dare to let it go.

He wanted to ask Ling Xue for help, but he didn't dare to speak. As soon as it makes a sound, the snake will immediately attack. Once the snake attacked, he couldn't dodge it.

At this time, Ling Xue was burying her head in chopping wood thirty or forty steps away, even if she asked her for help, she was afraid that she would not be able to catch up for a while.

At this time, he couldn't run, he couldn't fight, he couldn't scream, he froze there, and he didn't know what to do.

Suddenly, a few leaves fell from the tree, fluttering in the sun's rays through the cracks in the trees, dancing in the wind. The leaves dance with the light, and if you put it in a normal state of mind, it is naturally a quiet beauty.

At this time, it is a big mess. Because, any movement will affect the snake's thinking, and it will be seen as a provocation that destroys the peace in front of it.

"Hiss~" The eyes of the overlord cobra slowly reddened, the swing of the snake's head gradually increased, and the speed of the snake's spit became faster. It seems that the serpent is about to launch a fierce attack ...

"Not good!" Song Qi knew that it would be too late if he didn't run away, and once he was bitten by a snake, the consequences would be unimaginable. He remembered that his right hand was on the old vine.

He let go of the sickle on his left hand, and his left hand also put on the old vine, and with a force of both hands, he lifted his body up more than three feet, and at the same time his legs contracted upwards as much as he could. The person was already more than four feet above the ground, and his whole body hung from the old vine, swaying up and down, back and forth.

At the moment when the scythe fell to the ground, the snake also launched an attack with great speed...