Wangri Cliff is at the top of Tiannan Mountain, and the temperature will be lower.

Mu Zhengyang doesn't care about himself, he has the body to protect himself against the wind and cold, but Zhao Shiran does not have such a physique.

There is a lot of dry firewood on the mountain, and a lot of it is stored in the academy.

Mu Zhengyang took out dry firewood and lit it in the yard, and the raging flames rose.

Zhao Shiran roasted nearby, and saw Mu Zhengyang pouring out a bunch of miscellaneous tools from the warehouse, and asked curiously: "Teacher, what are you planning to do!"

"Make a little thing!", Mu Zhengyang said with a smile.

Tiannan Mountain.

In addition to Mu Zhengyang's own vegetable planting, there are all kinds of wild vegetables on the mountain, but if you eat vegetarian every day, the taste is indeed too light after a long time.

There are many wild animals in the mountains, and Mu Zhengyang did not have hunting tools before, and sometimes he could only watch rabbits, roe deer, and pig badgers.

Last night, I read the "Luban Sutra" at night, and deduced a method of making a mechanism from it, called 'Plum Blossom Sleeve Arrow'.

The plum blossom sleeve arrow is a ring-shaped cylinder, the length of the quiver is about 25 centimeters, there are thirteen small tubes in the barrel, and the middle one is surrounded by twelve branches, and the shape is like a blooming plum blossom.

There is a butterfly chip control switch on each cylinder, and there is an iron ring behind the box cover, and after firing an arrow, the cylinder wall is rotated at a certain angle to make it shoot out continuously.

On weekdays, it is tied to the arm, and it has no impact on life.

There are a lot of various spare parts in the warehouse, and Mu Zhengyang can barely get them together after the transformation.

After Zhao Shiran's clothes were dried, he watched on the side for dozens of minutes, and slowly felt a little bored, so he practiced calligraphy in the academy and wrote the words 'storm'.

The writing is like a typhoon and tsunami, unscrupulous and wanton, revealing a momentum of competing with the sky.

Zhao Shiran himself couldn't believe it, and muttered in a daze: "I wrote these words?

Mu Zhengyang smiled slightly, Zhao Shiran is indeed talented in calligraphy, and the accumulation is quite deep, otherwise that rain will only be a rain.

Zhao Shiran stayed on the mountain for a few hours, and saw that Mu Zhengyang was busy making plum blossom sleeve arrows, and he didn't pay attention to her, so he went down the mountain by himself at two o'clock in the afternoon.

In the evening, the sunset is full.

Mu Zhengyang finally made up the plum blossom sleeve arrow, and continued to study in the academy after dinner.

After reading 300,000 basic readings of Mengxue, there are also "Zengguang Xianwen", "Kindergarten Qionglin", "Disciple Rules", "Filial Piety Classic" and so on.

Mu Zhengyang lit a lamp and read it with "Zengguang Xianwen".

"In the past, virtuous and earnest. The rhyme is extended, and there are many things to see and hear. Looking at the present should learn from the past, and the past cannot be the present. Know yourself and know your opponent, and compare your heart to your heart. Wine is drunk by confidants, and poems are sung to people. Acquaintances are all over the world, how many people can know each other? Meeting is like a first acquaintance, and there is no resentment in old age. Know the nature of fish near the water, and know the sound of birds near the mountain. It is easy to rise and fall, and it is easy to overturn the hearts of the villains......"

A few wisps of gas dissipated in the book, and the words "Eye of the Sage" appeared on the blank page, and the last few remaining wisps of gas also drifted into Mu Zhengyang's eyes.

Mu Zhengyang felt that his eyeballs seemed to be surrounded by a warm energy, sour and itchy, and when he opened it again, the scene in his eyes had an indescribable change.

Although the book directly deduces the "Eye of the Sage" with the help of mysterious gas, Mu Zhengyang still reads "Zengguang Xianwen" with relish, which involves interpersonal relationships, fate, life, and reading, some concepts are out of date, and even biased, and there are still many sentences that point directly to people's hearts.

Following.

Liu Lihua has already determined with Qiu Dahai the details of opening a distillery, and the next step is to choose the site of Nanshan Distillery, there are many things, and there is no time to come to Nanshan Academy.

Zhao Shiran climbed up to Nanshan Academy alone, and when he saw Mu Zhengyang practicing the Body Sutra, he smiled and said, "Teacher, I saw my grandmother skip this set of exercises last night, and you also like to dance square dances?"

"Square dancing?"

Once the craze of square dancing swept the country, Mu Zhengyang also hopes to see the day when the whole people practice physical exercises, so that the physical fitness of all the people will be greatly improved, but unfortunately physical exercises are very different from square dancing after all, and they can only be done slowly.

Zhao Shiran is now a student of the academy, and he is the first student, and he has the qualifications to contact the body exercises.

"This isn't a square dance!", Mu Zheng smiled playfully, picking up a pebble from the ground and throwing it towards a tree in the distance.

The pebble was like an arrow from a string, nailed firmly to the trunk of the tree, and the tree shook slightly.

"Wow!", Zhao Shiran's eyes widened, the tree was at least a hundred meters away from the teacher, ordinary people didn't say that they threw a stone in the air, and then the stone was nailed to the tree, it was very difficult to even throw it so far, staring at Mu Zhengyang in surprise: "Teacher, are you still a hidden martial arts master?"

"I'm not a martial arts master, I'm just 'square dancing' for a few days!"

"Teacher, are you saying that the reason why you are so powerful is because of that set of actions just now?"

"This is a set of exercises!", Mu Zhengyang explained with a smile.

"Teacher, can I learn?", Zhao Shiran's eyes lit up, this kind of thing was too surprising.

"If you want to learn, I can teach you, but since you have learned, you must persist every day, and before the academy lifts the ban, you can't pass on this set of breathing techniques to people other than the academy members! As for the basic movements, it doesn't hurt if you want to give them to your relatives!"

When Mu Zhengyang was talking about business, his expression was extremely solemn, and he had a sense of majesty.

"Uh-huh!", Zhao Shiran nodded happily.

Mu Zhengyang started from the first set of movements of the body exercises, and guided Zhao Shiran one by one.

Zhao Shiran does have some talent, and he learns very quickly.

Mu Zhengyang smiled to himself: "I still accepted a genius student!"

Zhao Shiran practiced for more than an hour, and then continued to learn calligraphy.

Mu Zhengyang did not let Zhao Shiran copy his handwriting, after all, his font is 'willow bone Yanyun', and his artistic attainments are impeccable, but there are some problems with the willow body, and it is extremely difficult for practitioners to get out of it.

Zhao Shiran already has a considerable foundation in calligraphy, and understands the true meaning of 'Zhang Dian Su Madness', Mu Zhengyang does not want to cultivate Zhao Shiran as the second Mu Zhengyang, but hopes that she can one day create a unique font of her own.

Mu Zhengyang explained some calligraphy concepts to Zhao Shiran, but did not tell her how to write specifically, everything was for Zhao Shiran to explore, so he took the plum blossom sleeve arrow out of the house, leaving Zhao Shiran alone in the academy.