After sending Chu Yuqing away, Mu Shuning read the three books roughly, and sneered in his heart, Chu Yuqing was really not a good person.

These three exercises are the most suitable exercises for Yan Qing to practice in his previous life. The most suitable, that is the matter of the previous life, in this life, the muscles and veins of his body are stagnant, if he still follows his original cultivation method, I am afraid that the progress of his cultivation will not increase but decrease.

And the content of this exercise is not right, although it is exactly the same on the surface, but the key steps have been tampered with with at first glance, and the changes are quite frustrating.

If Mu Shuning was really stupid and chirping according to the above exercises, it is estimated that he would have gone mad before he reached the foundation building.

Mu Shuning threw the exercises aside and roared: "Chu Yuqing, this scumbag, Sven scum." ”

It's a pity that he has lived two lifetimes, and he hasn't even learned how to scold people happily.

Thinking of the Haikou he boasted about Yan Qingshi, and then connecting with Yan Qingshi's cold face, Mu Shuning smiled bitterly, in this life, he was lucky enough to become Yan Qingshi's apprentice, but he was just stained with the light of his previous life.

Yan Qingshi didn't admit himself at all now, and he didn't want to say a word with himself. Mu Shuning lay quietly on the bed, feeling that he had to hand in a satisfactory answer no matter what.

Yan Qingshi, as the head of the Silent Dome, was always watched by people in his every move, and the news that he had accepted a new apprentice with poor talent had already spread among the six main peaks and even the outer gates.

Within two days, when Xiao Qingyu, the peak master of Xuannu Peak, found Yan Qing, the two brothers and sisters quarreled, causing the entire Jingqiong Mountain to be uneasy. said that it was a quarrel, but in fact it was not a quarrel, most of the time it was Xiao Qingyu who said it, and Yan Qingshi listened coldly.

Xiao Qingyu said the most: "Shu Ning has only been gone for a few years, are you worthy of him like this?" Can you afford the shout he called you? ”

Hearing the news, Mu Shuning finally showed the first heartfelt smile in these days. His Uncle Xiao has always been like this, with a straightforward personality, he doesn't like to beat around the bush, and she was the only one who defended herself in that incident. Now that he heard that someone was upset about himself, Mu Shuning's heart was warm.

As if the Jingqiong Mountain faction was boiling a pot, some people said that Qin Yuxing was thick-skinned, and he stuck to the head like a dog's skin plaster.

Some people say that Qin Yuxing is pitiful, he has no father and no mother since he was a child, and he came to Jingqiong Mountain, and the head of the house sympathizes with him.

Someone else said: "Don't you think this new apprentice looks a little similar to the two apprentices in charge?" Especially those eyes. ”

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Getting rid of the distracting thoughts in his heart, Mu Shuning sat up from the bed suddenly, he felt that he couldn't delay any longer, he had already boasted about Haikou, and naturally he had to be responsible for his words and deeds.

Mu Shuning sat cross-legged, and now he was about to start inhaling qi into his body. Introducing qi into the body is the most basic and important step in cultivating long distances, if you can't successfully reach the qi training period, then this person is destined to have no ability to ascend the immortal path.

Mu Shuning closed his eyes and concentrated, carefully recalling the appearance of his qi in the previous life, but the age was too old, and his talent was quite high, and there was Yan Qingshi next to him to protect the Dharma, and those steps and mantras were successful before he had time to go through his brain......

Mu Shuning sighed, it was useless to think about the things in his previous life.

Fortunately, he had just flipped through the basic introductory exercises, and Chu Yuqing was still good to him, and he didn't tamper with the first step of the introductory.

Mu Shuning shook his head, threw away the distracting thoughts in his heart, calmed down, and followed the steps in the exercises.

He tried his best to keep his mind awake, guarded the perineum acupoint, absorbed and introduced the aura, and the aura from the perineum along the Du pulse up through the Toubaihui Yin Hall and then descended from the Ren vein, opened up the second vein of Ren Du, so that Xiao Zhou Tian began to operate, and finally put the aura into the dantian, looking inside, if you feel that the dantian is hot, and there is a looming light, then it is a success.

After a round, the corners of Mu Shuning's mouth hooked slightly, and it was as he expected...... Failed.

This body really can't understand the seven senses, and the speed of absorbing spiritual energy is quite slow.

Mu Shuning was not discouraged, he had already been mentally prepared, he settled down and prepared to come again.

The next process was extremely boring and long, Mu Shuning failed again and again, tried again and again, and finally succeeded in inducing qi into his body before dark.

At the moment of success, Mu Shuning felt that he was unprecedentedly tired, and the sweat on his head wet his hair, which made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

Mu Shuning didn't even bother to move his fingers, after people introduced qi into the body, they were all refreshed and energetic, and after he introduced qi into the body, he was tired like a dead dog.

Mu Shuning was lying on his back on the bed, wheezing, his chest rising and falling, obviously extremely tired, and the wetness on his body really made him uncomfortable, so he cheered up and boiled hot water to move the bath bucket to prepare for bathing.

It was so comfortable to be soaked in hot water, and besides, he was so tired that he didn't even bother to open his eyelids, and the steam was hazy, and he fell asleep without paying attention.

He was awakened by an abrupt, high-pitched plucking of strings, and he came back to his senses to see that the water in the tub was already cold.

Mu Shuning was secretly annoyed and scolded himself for not being vigilant enough. He has already returned to Chu Yuqing's nose, although his true identity has not been revealed, Chu Yuqing probably will disdain to do something to him like a small fish and shrimp, but it is right to have more eyes and pay more attention.

The water in the bucket was already cold, Mu Shuning hugged his arms and shivered, hurriedly came out, wiped the water droplets on his body with a towel, and put on the clean clothes prepared in advance, so that his body was warmer.

Mu Shuning was extremely concerned about the plucked strings just now, now that the hour has passed, it is not too late, and the two who will play the piano on Wanjian Peak are his master and the "good" senior brother.

There was a faint sound of the piano in the distance, ethereal and far-reaching, majestic atmosphere, he listened carefully, there was a kind of solitary and self-contained meaning in the piano, proud but never conceited, this kind of mind, how can it not be like Chu Yuqing can play.

Mu Shuning had some joy on his face, wiped his hair casually and went out to follow the sound of the piano.

He is half a piano idiot, all because his piano skills were taught by Yan Qingshi. Yan Qingshi likes to listen to piano music, but he doesn't like to play it by himself, he trained Mu Shuning, and most of the time Mu Shuning is playing, he is listening.

Mu Shuning closed the door, stepped on the moonlight, walked a short distance, and found Yan Qingshi sitting on the top of the peak, with an ancient fir piano in front of him.

In an instant, Mu Shuning's face was mixed with an indescribable mixture of excitement and sadness, making Qin Yuxing's originally gloomy and gloomy face instantly become vivid.

How much he loved his master, how deeply he hurt him when Yan Qing was there, so much so that the complexity of his current mood is unimaginable. He longs for everything he touches with Yan Qingshi, but he doesn't want to commit it. Cheap. He still has this dignity when he sticks it himself. But seeing Shizun in front of him with his own eyes, whether he loves or hates, Mu Shuning always has a voice in his heart urging him to pass.

Mu Shuning stood in place and unconsciously lost his mind.

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The sound of the piano is strong and clear, deep and beautiful.

Yan Qingshi found Mu Shuning coming, the movements in his hands suddenly stopped, and the piano music stopped abruptly, causing Mu Shuning to not hear what the song was.

Yan Qingshi was not polite to him: "Why are you here?" ”

Mu Shuning heard the indifference and alienation in Yan Qingshi's voice, and he didn't care: "When the disciple heard the sound of the piano, he involuntarily walked over, but he didn't expect that the master was here. ”

Under the moonlight, Mu Shuning's slightly damp hair was moist and shiny, as if it was plated with a thin layer of silver.

"The disciple also knows a little bit about the music of the qin, but there is one place that is very doubtful, and I don't know if I can ask the master for guidance."

Mu Shuning knew that he was embarrassed like this, and after speaking, he felt as if he had deliberately made it up, and as soon as the words fell, his ears were slightly red.

Yan Qingshi is not a patient person, but it happened that the moon and stars were sparse tonight, and the cool breeze was blowing, and the heat of the day had already been driven away. ”

Seeing him like this, Mu Shuning knew that he was allowing himself to ask him questions, so he leaned over to Yan Qingshi's side and straightened his back.

As soon as Mu Shuning sat down at the back of the qin, the whole person's feeling instantly became different, he was still lazy and lazy, but as soon as he matched the qin, his eyes immediately lit up, and he looked extremely energetic.

Yan Qingshi's eyes darkened, and he kindly let go of the way, leaving Mu Shuning to play freely.

Mu Shuning thought about it carefully, his hands were suspended and pressed on the strings, without force, and suddenly his eyebrows raised, obviously thinking of the tune.

As soon as he plucked the strings, Yan Qingshi raised his eyebrows. The familiar tune flows into my heart, and it is "Xianling San", which is jokingly called one of the most dazzling tunes.

Mu Shuning is too afraid of pain, and the kneeling fingers and big fingers of his left hand are all pressed on the most tender part of the skin and flesh of the fingers, in the previous life, he played a little clever on this, for example, once it was the turn of the kneeling fingers, he played it by his right hand farther away from Yueshan to reduce the pressure on the kneeling fingers, but in this way, it seemed that the piano sound was thinner, if it was a brisk tune, it would be fine, but if it was a heavier and heavier tune, it would not be suitable, therefore, Mu Shuning was not less criticized by Yan Qing on this. When pressing the strings, he is more clever, and when he presses the strings, he often secretly changes the place where the nails are pressed to reduce the redness, swelling and pain, and I don't know if Yan Qingshi found it or not, at least Yan Qingshi never said him.

And at this moment, the song "Xianling San" completely exposed his cleverness.

Once a person has developed a habit, it will be revealed invisibly.

"Xianling San" is a song with a very heavy killing atmosphere, as if you can see the sword light and sword shadow in the sound of the piano, which can be played by Mu Shuning......

He doesn't play badly, and he doesn't have to pick his skills and fingering emotions, but it just doesn't feel right.

Yan Qingshi's brows furrowed, staring firmly at Mu Shuning's fingers flying on the strings, his eyes becoming deeper and deeper.

Mu Shuning hadn't played half of the game yet, and Yan Qingshi said coldly: "Who did you learn to play the piano with?" ”

"It was the disciple who was instructed by a man in white when he was still in Xishui City."

Yan Qingshi's lips were pursed, the lines on his face became hard and straight, and his voice was full of desire: "The man in white...... He said what was his name? ”

"The disciple doesn't know, but he probably knows that he is a person from the palace."

After hearing this, Yan Qingshi's tense muscles suddenly loosened, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a faint smile like mockery: "I know...... And you, you're not suitable for playing this kind of tune, if you're afraid of pain, then play something simple. ”