Fang Xue and Lin Qing'er bought Yan Yin some daily necessities and some clothes and shoes, and purchased some fine wine for him by the way.

"Wine" Yan Yin smiled, picked up the wine on the stone table and drank it all, "Good wine, it tastes comfortable"

He hadn't tasted fine wine for a long time, and since he separated from Yang Er, he hadn't had much chance to drink except for the time when Ye Qingchen invited him to drink.

"Drink slowly" Fang Xue said softly, "No one is robbing you, you drink slowly"

"Haha," Yan Yin laughed, "It's okay, let's borrow wine to kill my worries today." ”

gurgling, a jar of wine was drunk by him.

Fang Xue stepped forward and whispered, "What's wrong, have you encountered any trouble?" as she spoke, glancing at the top of Yan Yin's head, "Why is the top of your head so dirty, it's so big, pay attention to yourself" shook her head, and was about to reach out to help him clean it up.

Yan Yin stretched out her hand to hold Fang Xue's Qianqian jade hand, and said "dirty" Put down the wine jar, Yan Yin said, "I'll take a bath later."

"Okay!" Fang Xue Ren Yanyin shook her hand and said, "I'm going to go to Teacher Su with Qing'er later, will you go?"

Yan Yin said, "No, I want to think about my boxing skills"

"What's wrong with your boxing skills, is there something wrong?" Lin Qing'er sorted out the things she bought, and said, "Let's hear it, maybe the two of us can help you share your worries."

Fang Xue also looked at Yan Yin eagerly, she was extremely worried. There was a problem with boxing, which was very serious for Yan Yin.

Shaking his head, Yan Yin said, "That's the case." ”

Then, Yan Yin slowly said everything about herself. In the end, he sighed, "Speaking of which, all this is because I urinated into the mountains when I was young, and there was no teacher to teach me real boxing skills, alas, ......"

Only then did the two understand Yan Yin's worry and helplessness, Lin Qing'er raised her eyebrows, "Fang Yin, it's okay, you are still young, and your current achievements are already amazing." Besides, you are now in the Southern Academy, and there are many teachers here, you can humbly ask for advice, so that your boxing skills will be very powerful one day."

"Well, Qing'er is right," Fang Xue said lightly, "Your boxing skills are powerful, but you don't have strong skills, this is true as you just said, it is indeed your shortcoming." However, all things are mutually reinforcing, and shortcomings are also your strengths. You just need to practice your own boxing according to your own understanding, after all, boxing is in the arts, not in boxing. Other people's moves may not be yours, as long as you understand the techniques you need, then your fists will also be available."

"Uh-huh" Yan Yin frowned, thinking about Fang Xue's words. Her words gave Yan Yin some inspiration and ideas. He also needs to think about his own boxing path, after all, no one has taught him Yan's long fist, and if he continues to want to practice Yan's long fist with a clear eye, it will not be realistic.

Fang Xue continued, "As for the fist extinguishing fist life style you just mentioned, if it is as you think, life and death are opposite, then it will not show the power of your father to create this boxing technique. I think that there should be life and death, and life is hidden in death. ”

"Hmm, what do you mean?" Yan Yin and Lin Qing'er were also a little puzzled, and they all looked at Fang Xue.

Pacing slowly, Fang Xue muttered, "There is destruction hidden in the seemingly infinite vitality of the boxing moves, and there is a trace of business hidden in the boxing moves that seem to destroy everything. Looking at Yan Yin, Fang Xue whispered, "I think your father's intention in creating this move is to be able to properly control the boxing moves." It can not only destroy everything with one punch, but also leave a glimmer of life in the word destruction. Maybe this move is to let you integrate all the previous punches, and then summarize them, so that you can retract and release freely and completely master the realm."

Yan Yin thought about it carefully, and sure enough. According to what Fang Xue said, it is indeed very in line with the truth of Yan's long fist.

The delighted Yan Yin hugged Fang Xue, kissed her fiercely on the face, and laughed, "Xue'er, you are so smart, haha! I'll go to cultivate now, I must understand it."

Fang Xue blushed and looked at Yan Yin in the distance, and on her cold and beautiful cheeks, a few thick Feixia appeared, which was very bright and moving.

"Ahh......h He ......" Lin Qing'er looked at the departing Yan Yin in shock, and then looked at Fang Xue, who was extremely blushing, and said, "Tsk, this guy, as soon as he wakes up, he will know that he has a kiss on Fangze."

"Qing'er......" Fang Xue glanced at Lin Qing'er angrily, stomped her feet with shame, and walked away.

Looking at the two who left separately, Lin Qing'er put away a smile on her face, glanced at Yan Yin's direction with a sigh, shook her head silently, and returned to a smile on her face. It's just that there seems to be a hint of loneliness hidden in that smile.

Returning to the bamboo forest, Yan Yin began to further practice and knead the first eight styles of his Yan Changquan according to what Fang Xue said.

"In the past, my boxing moves were fierce and domineering, strong and powerful. Although this point is lethal, it is not flexible, and it is difficult to retract and release" Yan Yin muttered "As Xue'er said, my boxing skills need to be flexible, and I need to be more free." ”

Sinking his waist and tying up his horse, Yan Yin began to punch.

Compared with the amazing power before, now he is no longer fierce and domineering, but slow and soft. When he punched, there seemed to be a continuous energy in it, long and long.

The fists are clenched, one blow and one shake, one shock and one retraction. As he threw his punches, his breathing became rhythmic.

If it is said that Yan Yin's fist was open and closed, it was like a mountain collapsing. So now, Yan Yin's fist is like a big flow through Pingchuan, slow but not urgent, with a trace of power that drowns everything.

He was a very clever man, as can be seen from the fact that when he was crushed in the dirt by the young man on the dirt road, he used a plan to scare the young man away.

After receiving Fang Xue's prompt, with his extraordinary wisdom and cleverness, he quickly understood the truth. In just half a day's work, I have already gained something.

"Whew" breathed a long sigh of relief, Yan Yin withdrew her fist move, suppressed the surging breath in her body, and returned to the courtyard.

At this time, it was already dark, Yan Yin looked for it, but found no trace of the two. Thinking of what Lin Qing'er said before, she thought that the two of them should be going to help that Teacher Su.

When I returned to my previous room, I found that the bucket for bathing was already full of water. On the table next to it, there was a team of clothes. On top of the garment, there is a piece of paper.

"Qing'er and I have something to go out, the water is in the bucket, you clean it yourself. When we come back, we'll bring some food for you to eat, snow."

"Xue'er is really smart, everything is in her heart" sighed, put the note aside, Yanyin took off her clothes and washed it.

"After three months of sleep, it is indeed comfortable to take a shower after waking up" After taking a bath, Yan Yin said to herself with a smile.

Back in the courtyard, there was still a jar of wine on the stone table. Looking at the endless starry sky, I drank myself.

Under the stars, everything is small. The people of the world are the chief of all things. However, it is such a small existence, after some cultivation, that can possess endless abilities.

Collapse of the mountain and rubble, between the backhand. Five steps of blood, the size of the rigid. An ordinary person, after cultivating, can do terrifying things.

Martial artists, with force as the source, the force is small, and it is all changed by the heart. Cultivators, guided by the qi of heaven and earth, change in strength and weakness, and are born from the heart.

Among the martial artists, there are many sorcerers.

The knife artist, with a knife in hand, is fierce and invincible, and the long knife is invincible wherever it goes.

Swordsman, I have a sword in the world, the long sword goes across the sky, such as the long rainbow, the sword shines in all directions.

Boxers, when they hold their fists together, contain infinite power. Whether it is strong or soft, fierce or fierce, the two fists in the hands are swords, guns, sticks and swords. Even if there is a great difficulty, as long as there are two fists clenched, then everything can be solved.

It's just that, lowering her head, Yan Yin looked at her fist. The fists in his hands were not tight enough, and the strength was not strong enough. But Yan Yin believes that there will be a day when he can clench his fists and stand proudly.

"Tianxingjian, the gentleman is self-improving, the terrain is kun, the gentleman is virtuous" Yan Yin drank all the wine in the altar, turned around and disappeared into the night.

"Hey, Sister Xue, why is the light still on, hasn't he slept yet?" In the middle of the night, Fang Xue and Lin Qing'er came back. Seeing that the lights in the room had not been turned off, Lin Qing'er was surprised and said, "Aren't you waiting for dinner?"

"You!" Fang Xue said helplessly, "You're so old, and you still look like a child." Fang Yin should have fallen asleep, and I could feel that the breath in the room was very calm. It's a pity that we came back late, and we didn't even prepare the meal, so I don't know if he was hungry."

Entering the house, Fang Xue was about to turn off the lights, and after a casual glance, there was a hint of surprise on her face.

I saw that the hall of the house was brightly lit. On the wooden table in the middle, there is a table full of food.

"Is this, did he do it?" Lin Qing'er said softly, "I didn't expect him to be so hearted"

Walking forward, Fang Xue picked up a note on the table, and the handwriting was strong and strong. The iron scratches the silver hook, strong and powerful.

"Qing'er, Xue'er, it's not early, I got some random food, if it's cold, just warm it up by yourself. The water has been boiled well in the side room. Yin"

Putting away the note, a warm smile appeared on Fang Xue's face. looked at Lin Qing'er and said softly, "Qing'er, let's eat first!

"Hmm" nodded, Lin Qing'er said, "I'll go to the hot hot"

After the two of them finished eating and washing, it was already a watchday. The lights were blown out, and the courtyard was plunged into endless darkness.

Second, when the two woke up, Yan Yin was already practicing boxing in the bamboo forest.

In the morning, the air is very good, and it is very comfortable to practice boxing. For Yan Yin, there is nothing that makes him happier than boxing.

"Fang Yin, I'm back for dinner"

With a soft shout, Yan Yin withdrew her fist and returned to the courtyard. After having breakfast with the two of them, sending away Fang Xue and Lin Qing'er, who were going to class, Yan Yin returned to the bamboo forest behind the house to cultivate again.

It was said that the child passed day by day, half a month later. Yan Yin, who was having breakfast, said to the two, "Xue'er, Qing'er, I have also been cultivating for half a month, and my boxing skills have also reached a hurdle, it's time to go out and have a look."

The two were stunned for a moment and looked at each other. Lin Qing'er nodded, "Well, it's okay, then we'll accompany you to the inner courtyard to report later."