tattooed the exercises on the body to hide, and it was such an inconspicuous person as Erleng.

At this moment, Ming Jiutian was a little interested in the master of Erleng, but unfortunately the person was already dead.

And looking at Erleng's stupid appearance, Ming Jiutian couldn't doubt whether such a person could practice, but don't be a good one.

"Think about it, this kind of thing can't be sloppy..."Ming Jiutian was startled when he heard this.

"Erleng remembered, I did practice..."Erleng recalled and nodded.

It's broken.

I'm really worried about anything.

"Then how do you usually practice?" Ming Jiutian really couldn't help but ask with concern.

Er Leng scratched his head when he heard this, picked up the mirror next to him, looked at his back with one hand, and looked at it seriously with the other.

"That's how I practice..."Erleng said in style.

Seeing this, Ming Jiutian's brain was in a trance, and he almost fell to the ground, it was the first time he had seen such a big practice.

Looking in the mirror, isn't that exactly the other way around, just ask a practice to practice in reverse, then it's strange if nothing happens.

But Erleng is still alive and well, although he is a little stupid, fortunately, the muscles and veins of the whole body are not disordered, and fortunately, nothing major happened.

"Amazing, do you know that what you see in the mirror is the other way around, and if you practice a practice in reverse, nothing will happen?" Ming Jiutian was stunned.

"It's not that something happened, it's just that I feel like my head is getting worse and worse, and I often can't remember things..."

Isn't that an accident?

There is something wrong with the brain of the practice, isn't this called an accident? He must be stopped, or he will be doomed sooner or later.

"Erleng, listen to this less, you can't practice this exercise anymore..."Ming Jiutian couldn't help but say.

"It's not okay, what the master explained before he died, he must practice..."Erleng replied with a serious face.

This Erleng is really angry, even if people are stupid, they are still dead-eyed.

"Even if your master tells you to practice, then shouldn't you also practice according to the correct method," Ming Jiutian said angrily.

"The right way? Are you saying that my previous approach was wrong? Erleng asked innocently.

Ming Jiutian almost wanted to cry without tears when he heard this, this Erleng was really stupid and cute.

As we all know, no matter what kind of exercises are practiced in the world, they are all gradual.

Moreover, the more advanced the exercises, the more obscure and difficult to understand, and if there is no correct way to do it, the result can only be counterproductive.

"Of course it's not right, don't practice during this time, when you have time one day, Major Ben will copy the exercises on your body, and then you can practice again..."

"How's that going to work? Wouldn't you have seen it all? Hearing this, Erleng was a little reluctant.

Not to mention, although this Erleng is stupid and can practice the exercises, he is alert enough in this regard, obviously he doesn't want Ming Jiutian to look at it.

"You think so, copy it for you, and when you finish practicing, just destroy the manuscript, and the only remaining mental method is still on you?" Ming Jiutian had no choice but to change his words.

"Yes, too..."Erleng pondered for a moment when he heard this, and then nodded.

Now that night has fallen, according to what was said before, Erleng will take Ming Jiutian to cross the Dongli River to the cool and elegant scenery on the other side.

When I came to the street outside again, Ming Jiutian's eyes were also bright, and the efficiency of Dongyang City was too high, right?

During the day, there were rivers of blood on the streets, but at night they were all cleaned up, and there was no trace of the day.

And pedestrians take it away, compared with the daytime, not only is there no less, but a lot more, obviously the night in Dongyang City is more lively than the day.

With Erleng's skillful leadership, Ming Jiutian can be said to have taken a lot of unjust roads, and it didn't take long for the Dongli River to appear in front of the two of them.

Although this Dongyang City looks big, it is also related to the Dongli River to a certain extent, and it can be said that this river runs through the entire Dongyang City.

Ming Jiutian stood on the side of the Dongli River and looked at the surrounding situation left and right, if he wanted to cross the river, there were only two ways.

One is the stone arch bridge built on the Dongli River, which is close to people and looks very crowded.

The other is to take a boat and go straight to the opposite shore through the ferryman's boat, which is just right to enjoy the scenery on the water.

"Erleng, do you think we can take a boat over today?" Looking at the swaying little flower boat, Ming Jiutian also wanted to try it.

"Okay, Erleng likes to take a boat..."Erleng nodded again and again.

After renting a boat, the two happily came to the boat, enjoying the night scenery on the water and tasting a variety of delicacies.

After a while, Ming Jiutian came to the other side of the Dongli River, and just walked on the embankment, there was a burst of melodious music.

There is still a distance, but the plaque with the four big characters of Qingliang Yaxu can already be clearly recognized.

In front of me is a huge two-story building, although it is not high, but it is indeed big enough.

And from the people who come in and out of here, it can also be seen that they are some people who speak and behave elegantly.

People like those dressed in warrior costumes rarely appear here, and even when they do, they are mostly the accompanying escorts of some nobles.

After the two walked into Qingliang Yaxu, they casually found a place and sat down.

At this time, Ming Jiucai began to look at everything around this cool and elegant narrative, precious calligraphy and paintings, green smoke and sandalwood, poets who recited poems, and of course, musicians who indulged in playing.

Theoretically, such a field should be very noisy, but in practice it is the opposite.

Not only is it not noisy, but it is very orderly, although each does its own thing, but it can be regarded as complementing each other when they get together.

"Erleng, what's wrong with you?" At this time, Ming Jiutian looked at Erleng with a restrained face on the side.

"No... It's uncomfortable..."Erleng looked around in panic.

Looking at Erleng's tense appearance, even the hand holding the teacup was trembling, and Ming Jiutian was also amused.

"So tell me what makes me uncomfortable?" Ming Jiutian asked with a smile on his face.

"It feels... People who feel like this are weird..."Erleng said writhingly.

Ming Jiutian slapped his thigh with a smile, this Erleng's mouth is direct enough, there is no way to do it, after all, this is a place where some ink artists gather, and it is called cultivating sentiment.

So it looks different from the people outside to a certain extent, and it's no wonder Erleng said so.

"It's okay, let's ignore them, eat, eat more..."Ming Jiutian said with a smile.

"It's delicious, Erleng likes to eat..."Erleng finally smiled and relaxed a little.

Whew, bmm...

At this moment, there was a sudden rush of piano sound in the entire cool Yaxu, like crying and complaining, compact but rigorous.

This stormy performance, like an initiation, instantly attracted the guests present.

It's such a powerful piano sound, and it actually contains a strong soul power, but this power is not an offensive power.

Rather, it belongs to the feeling of gentle nourishment, accompanied by this rapid sound, although it is not suitable on the surface, but it also has a unique taste.

"Listen, this is the sound of the piano of King Xiaomeng, I have been waiting all night, and I am finally here..."

"Shut up, don't interrupt the impromptu performance of Little Mengwang.." At the same time, there are accusations.

Ming Jiutian was immediately stunned when he heard this, isn't Xiao Meng Wang the person from Xiaodutian.

I brought a bunch of musical instruments with me, but I didn't expect to be a musician, and looking at the appearance of the people around me, I obviously admired it very much.

Unexpectedly, this little King Meng was so popular, as soon as his piano sounded, the entire hall instantly quieted down, and he was immersed in the sound of the piano with a fascinated face.

Ming Jiutian blinked when he saw this, to be honest, Xiao Mengwang's performance was really powerful, especially the soul power, which could make people reach a state of selflessness.