In the evening, Murong Yanyun returned to Taoyuanpo, and the old man came back humming a mountain song and chopping wood.

"Little brother, you're back." The old man said with a smile, as if he expected Murong Yanyun to come back.

Murong Yanyun said a little embarrassedly, "I'm going to trouble the old man in the future." ”

"Haha, it's easy to say." The old man said.

Early the next morning.

When Murong Yanyun woke up, he saw that the old man was already busy with breakfast, and when the old man saw Murong Yanyun wake up, he said, "Little brother, you are awake, the meal is almost ready." Murong Yanyun said: "The old man has worked hard. The old man smiled and shook his head.

Soon the old man brought two bowls of porridge and a plate of side dishes, and the two of them ate them.

The old man said while eating, "Little brother, you will live here for a long time in the future, and I should make you a bed." ”

Murong Yanyun was born as a young master, and he lived a life of fine clothes and jade food on weekdays, and his body was inevitably a little sour when he slept on the grass, and when he heard the old man say this, he exclaimed happily: "Okay! All right! Uncle, I just want a bed. ”

The old man said, "Then the little brother will come with me and cut down some trees." ”

The two walked three or five miles to the east, and arrived in front of a big tree that was large enough for the two of them to hug in the woods that Murong Yanyun passed by when he came.

The old man smiled, "I'm old, such a thick tree can't be cut a little anymore, little brother, you can cut it yourself." ”

Murong Yanyun suddenly remembered that he didn't bring an axe, slapped his forehead and said, "Uncle, we forgot to bring an axe, how can we cut this tree?" I'd better go back and get the axe and chop it again. ”

The old man smiled and said, "Little brother, why do you have to have an axe to cut down a tree? ”

Murong Yanyun was about to ask how to cut down the tree without an axe, when she saw the old man circle around the tree and gently patted the big tree with his palm.

"What is this doing, uncle?" Murong Yanyun was curious, only to see the old man's right arm flash out from behind him, Murong Yanyun had not come back to his senses, and suddenly saw that such a thick tree was broken under the old man's palm, and the body of the tree fell backwards and fell to the ground, and the earth trembled.

Murong Yanyun was stunned by the old man's hand, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed that the scene in front of him would be true anyway.

"Uncle...... How is this possible...... How did you do this......" Murong Yanyun's voice trembled with shock, and he sat on the ground.

"Nothing!" The old man smiled faintly, "It's just a person who pats the tree at will when he is lonely, and it is just a game for recreation. ”

"Uncle, teach me, please, if I know this trick, my parents' revenge can be avenged." Murong Yanyun said pleadingly.

"Little brother, there is no way to teach this." The old man shook his head.

"Uncle, I'll kneel down for you." Murong Yanyun knelt down for the old man as he spoke.

The old man hurriedly said, "Little brother, what are you doing here?" Alas, I only said that I couldn't teach, but I didn't say that I couldn't tell you a little experience, the Murong family should have known some palm techniques, plus my experience, I have practiced according to the law for ten or eight years, which is definitely better than the old man. As he spoke, he told Murong Yanyun about his experience.

After Murong Yanyun heard this, he didn't know why at first. But after pondering it carefully, I realized that the original incomprehension of the palm technique gradually became clear in the old man's experience.

Murong Yanyun said gratefully: "Thank you, uncle, my Murong Yanyun will remember the great kindness of the old man, no matter what the old man sends in the future, even if I go up the sword mountain and go down to the sea of fire, I Murong Yanyun will never take a step back." ”

The old man smiled: "I have neither a sword mountain nor a sea of fire here, only some farm work, if the little brother really wants to repay me, help me work from tomorrow." ”

Since then, Murong Yanyun has lived with the old man. Every day, I get up early to go to the woods to practice, chop firewood by the way, read the old man's collection in the afternoon, and chat with the old man at night. Time flies, and five months have passed in a flash.

Murong Yanyun's knowledge and martial arts have improved by leaps and bounds. In particular, his palm skills, although far less than the old man's magic skills, but also very human, with the power of the palm to knock down a bowl of thick trees is no longer difficult for him.

On this day, the rice in the field was ripe, and the old man said to Murong Yanyun: "Little brother, the firewood you chopped a few days ago is still enough, come with me to harvest rice these days." ”

The two of them carried sickles, went to the field, lifted their trouser legs, and the old man demonstrated cutting rice for Murong Yanyun to see. Murong Yanyun saw that the old man was holding a sickle in his right hand and grasping a handful of rice in his left hand, and as soon as he cut it about two inches from the ground, the rice fell down.

Murong Yanyun looked at it a few times, understood in her heart, and said, "Uncle, I understand, you can rest, I'll cut it." As he spoke, he came to the old man's side, took the sickle, and imitated it in the old man's appearance.

After working for an hour, Murong Yanyun was a little physically exhausted, tired and sweaty.

The old man smiled: "Little brother, your physical strength is not good, why don't we take a break and play a game?" ”

Murong Yanyun straightened up and said, "Okay, uncle, I like to play games the most." ”

"Little brother, I'll cut the rice, guess which piece of rice I'm going to cut." The old man said and took the sickle.

Murong Yanyun saw that the old man's arm had been stretched out, and his palm was to the right. He thought to himself, "What's so hard about this?" Without thinking, he said, "Uncle, you are going to cut the rice on the right." ”

The old man smiled, suddenly his hand slammed to the left, grabbed the handful of rice on the left, cut it upward, the rice broke off in his hand, the old man put the rice on the ground, turned around and looked at Murong Yanyun with a smile.

Murong Yanyun smiled a little embarrassedly.

"It's okay to come again." The old man said that his palm stretched out to the left. Murong Yanyun said in her heart: "I won't be fooled again this time." He thought, "The old man is going to cut off the right side." Murong Yanyun thought that he would not guess wrong this time, and was a little happy, but saw that the old man's hand did not change direction halfway, and cut the rice to the left.

The old man said to Murong Yanyun: "Little brother, there are still some tricks to follow, you have to observe carefully." ”

After three days like this, Murong Yanyun still guessed wrong.

On the fourth day, the two of them cut the rice again, and after cutting for an hour, the old man asked Murong Yanyun to guess again.

I saw the old man's palm to the right, the same as a few days ago. Murong Yanyun observed more carefully than before this time, he saw that the old man's palm was facing the right, and the strength of his arm was also to the right, and Murong Yanyun was cheerful.

"Right!" Murong Yanyun was very sure of the authenticity.

"Okay, there's progress!" The old man praised, "Look at this time again." He said that the palm of his hand was stretched out to the left.

"Right!"

"Okay, come again."

"Left!"

……

Murong Yanyun actually guessed ten times in a row, and the old man smiled: "Little brother, tell me how you guessed?" ”

"Uncle, I didn't guess, but observed." Murong Yanyun said proudly.

"Tell me about it." The old man asked curiously.

"Uncle, the palm of your hand seems to be the direction of your shot, but I later found out that if I look at your palm, I will be confused by you. I found this on the first day, but I never found out that the key to guessing the direction of your shot was the same. It wasn't until today that I discovered that only the direction of your arm is your real shot. Murong Yanyun said confidently.

"Little brother, your talent is really amazing, you can see the key in such a few days, the old man admires." The old man praised from the bottom of his heart.

"Uncle has won the award, although I can see the key to this, but the endurance of this work is far from good." Murong Yanyun said.

"This work is like the way of the palm and the way of the capacity, there are tricks, the old man said and told Murong Yanyun about the experience in this.

The experience that the old man said, although on the surface it is some methods of doing farm work, but when you think about it, it seems to be a set of wonderful internal skills. Murong Yanyun was completely stunned by the old man.

"Uncle, which senior master are you, please tell the juniors about the relationship we get along day and night these days." Murong Yanyun said sincerely.

"Little brother, I'm just a woodcutter named Ah Xie? If you don't believe it anymore, Hugh blames the old man for turning his face. The old man said angrily.

"Uncle, please calm your anger, the younger generation believes." Murong Yanyun hurriedly said, but in his heart, he thought, "Uncle must be a master in the hidden world, maybe he doesn't want to get involved in the disputes of the rivers and lakes anymore." In that case, I don't want to ask again. ”

In the past few days, Murong Yanyun has been stepping up the practice of the three stunts he learned from the old man, in addition to cutting rice, chopping wood, and reading books. Unconsciously, Murong Yanyun's palming, internal strength, and observation ability have been greatly improved.

On this day, the old man and Murong Yanyun collected the rice, melons and fruits that should be harvested, and the firewood was also chopped, and after dinner, the old man said to Murong Yanyun: "Little brother, the old man hasn't fished for a long time, the moonlight is good tonight, it is better to accompany the old man to fish." ”

Murong Yanyun couldn't help but be overjoyed when he heard that the old man asked him to accompany him to fishing, he thought to himself, "Every time the old man takes me out, he will always teach me a stunt, I don't know what he wants to teach this time." ”

"Okay, uncle!" Murong Yanyun happily took the fishing rod, bait and fishing basket, "Uncle, let's go." ”

Seeing Murong Yanyun's happy appearance, the old man couldn't help but smile, "Little brother, are you also a person who loves fishing, so good!" ”

The two of them said as they walked towards the waterhole.

The surface of the water is like a mirror, reflecting the full moon and countless stars in the sky, and the reflection really makes people a little trance, unable to distinguish which is the sky and which is the water.

Murong Yanyun admired the beautiful scenery under the moon, and was in a good mood, "Uncle, I'm going to go down." As he spoke, he sat on the edge of the pool, put the bait, and shook the rod in his hand, and the rod fell lightly, cutting through the water, shattering the full moon and the starlight.

Seeing that Murong Yanyun's movements were very skillful, the old man nodded with a smile and looked at Murong Yanyun's floating.

After a while, Murong Yanyun felt that there was a fish biting the hook, and he was busy collecting the rod, for fear that the fish would swim away again. With a strong pull, he threw the fish out of the water, a carp eight or nine inches long, and he removed the fish from the hook and put it in the basket. He re-placed the bait and threw the hook into the water.

Murong Yanyun caught five or six fish in one hour, and the old man saw that he had gained a lot, and said with a smile: "Little brother, don't catch all the fish in one go, you won't have to fish if you come back tomorrow, let's go back today." ”

Murong Yanyun was on the rise, so he was willing to stop and said to the old man, "Uncle, I'll catch the last one." ”。

"Okay." The old man nodded.

Suddenly, Murong Yanyun felt that another fish had taken the bait, and as he had done a few times, he wanted to pull the fish out of the water with all his might, but not only did he fail to pull the fish out, but he was stumbled by the force from the fishing rod, but fortunately he let go in time, so he was not pulled down by the great brute force underwater.

"What kind of fish is this?" Murong Yanyun said in some surprise. He has been fishing since he was a child, and he has caught many different kinds of fish, large and small, but he has never seen a fish of this great strength.

"It's dace!"

The old man dodged to the edge of the pool, and then his feet took five steps on the water, and he grabbed the rod before it was completely submerged, and as he pulled the rod, he pulled the dace out of the water with his right arm, and he took the fish off the rod in an instant. With a fish in one hand and a rod in the other, he tread back to the pool.

Murong Yanyun was stunned by the old man again, he had never seen a person who had cultivated light functions to such an amazing level. The old man's footwork is extremely chic and elegant, the water surface does not have too many ripples under his feet, the stars and the moon seem to be under his feet, he walks the moon and the stars come and go freely, where is this trick still within the reach of manpower, it is really like a fairy descending to earth.

"Uncle, good body!" Murong Yanyun praised excitedly.

"Haha, little brother, it can't run." The old man laughed.

"Uncle, can you teach me this trick?"

"That's nature, listen up." The old man said the mantra of the body method in a loud voice, "Buyue Lingxing relies on his mind, and his qi is so light that he is in the spring. Between breathing, turn around, pay attention to the dantian Baihui essence ......"

Murong Yanyun listened to the old man's mantra, and his heart suddenly brightened, and he couldn't help but sigh: "This is the real light martial arts method, what I have seen before is just a superficial one!" ”

That night, Murong Yanyun forgot how he went back to the thatched hut, and he always felt that everything in front of him seemed to be a dream.

When he got up the next day, Murong Yanyun habitually shouted, "Uncle is early." But no one answered him for a long time, so he hurriedly went to see if the old man had gone fishing again?

He searched all over the thatched huts, the edge of the pool, and where there was still the shadow of the old man, and only a letter was placed on the table. Murong Yanyun hurriedly opened it and saw that the letter read, "Little brother, the old man is old, and I don't know how long he can live, I want to see a few old friends for the last time, I will be three months soon, three years at the slowest, and I will definitely come back, if you don't leave at that time, we will see you then." ”

Murong Yanyun was a little stunned, and sighed in his mouth: "The old man is really superior, I will wait for you to come back......"