Guo Jing's eyes lit up when he heard this, "Second brother, you're too smart, aren't you?" It's a great idea, and I think it's going to work. ”

The two brothers said they would do it, and each of them tied a pair of leggings to their legs and began today's practice.

First, they practiced their own routines, and at first, the two brothers were really a little uncomfortable. It's okay to say in the hand, but when you encounter moves on your feet and legs, you will unconsciously slow down by half a beat.

Over time, I practiced over and over again, slowly getting used to the weight of the leggings. The two of them got together and practiced against each other.

I didn't use "left and right fighting", but I practiced one move at a time based on my familiar palm and fingering, and intentionally or unintentionally, I used more leg and foot moves to attack and defend.

"Haha, you two noisy boys, you don't go to sleep in the middle of the night, but you disturb people's dreams here, you really should fight." Suddenly, a lazy voice came down from a nearby tree.

"Who?" The little brothers were taken aback when they heard the sound, and hurriedly stopped the fight, jumped out of the circle, and watched intently.

I saw a Taoist sitting cross-legged on the branch next to him.

This Taoist actually has three buns on his head, a blue-brown robe, and three strands of beard under his chin. The desert wind and sand are like a promise, this person is up and down, but he can't say that he is clean, fluttering and faintly out of the dust, and at first glance he is a true person.

I saw this person, with a robe in his hand, falling down from the tree, and landing three feet away in front of the little brothers, without a sound, waving the dust in his hand, and looking at Guo Jing and Guo Mo with a smile.

"The Quanzhen Sect is in charge, "Danyangzi" Ma Yu? Seeing the appearance of the Taoist in front of him clearly, Guo Mo knew who was coming.

In the original work, it was in the last two years of the desert that Ma Yu, the "Danyangzi", came and taught Guo Jing the internal and light skills of the past two years. Guo Mo was still thinking about whether his arrival would make this important opportunity disappear, but now it seems that "everything is as usual".

Guo Mo hurriedly stepped forward and bowed to the ground and said, "The immortal chief is polite." My two brothers live not far from here, and they often come here to practice martial arts. I don't want the immortal chief to stop here tonight, and I hope the immortal chief will forgive me for the disturbance. Seeing that Guo Mo was so solemn, Guo Jing hurriedly followed aside and gave a deep salute.

The Taoist nodded, and said softly: "That's it, the son can be taught." The martial arts practiced by the two little brothers of the poor Taoist Temple just now are skillful, but they can't do it in one go. If you can't do it as one, you will always leave an opportunity for your opponent to take advantage of. ”

"Please also ask the immortal chief for advice", hearing Ma Yu say this, Guo Mo knew that this was an intention to cultivate his two brothers, and bowed again.

Guo Jing felt that this was not very suitable, after all, he had a teacher, so he was learning art from outsiders? But most of the time since he was a child, he acted according to his younger brother's advice, and seeing that Guo Mo was so sincere in asking for advice, he didn't have much to say.

"Hehe, good", the Taoist stroked his beard and smiled: "As for martial arts or something, your teacher is famous, and the poor Taoist is not good at getting an axe, I have a set of shallow self-pranayama methods here, and I have a fate today, so I might as well teach it to you." ”

"Thank you, teacher... Master: "Guo Jing and Guo Mo brothers saw that the Taoist really wanted to teach themselves, so they hurriedly bowed.

"Hey, it's okay, you don't need to call me 'master', we meet in Pingshui, it's just a kind of fate, don't be stubborn, we should forget the New Year," the Taoist replied.

After speaking, the Taoist sat down cross-legged, and the brothers Guo Jing and Guo Mo also hurriedly sat cross-legged opposite the Taoist.

I saw that person, holding the yuan as one, the five hearts towards the yuan, and singing in a low voice:

"The avenue was first repaired through the nine orifices, and the nine orifices were originally in the tail Lu acupoint.

Rush from the bottom of the feet of the spring, and the spring rushes through to the knee.

The knee slowly reached the tail, and the mud pill was on top of the whirlwind.

The Secret Whisperer has passed on the original understanding, and there is no trace of the time that comes and goes.

Over the years, the dust and dirt have been polished, and the whole body is bright and bright.

What is the basis for cultivating the true living memory, the heart is dead and the group is not alive today.

The essence is full of gongji, and the spiritual light shines all over the Shenjing.

The golden lock passes through the lower magpie bridge, and the heavy building descends to the palace room"

……

The Taoist first recited it by himself, Guo Mo already remembered seven, seven, eighty, eight, and carefully figured out the true meaning, this is "The Song of the True Dao", I also saw it in the book in my previous life, but I didn't remember it.

Guo Jing frowned deeply, looking dazed. The reaction of these two brothers was naturally seen by the Taoist people one by one.

Then, the Taoist explained to the two of them in detail, word by word.

Fortunately, in the "Seven Monsters of Jiangnan", the second "wonderful scholar" Zhu Cong has a not very clever acupoint technique, although the two have not practiced how proficient, but they also know the acupuncture points around the body.

The Taoist was afraid that the two would not understand it thoroughly, so he stretched out his hands and injected a true qi into the two of them, and asked the two of them to guide this true qi to wander in their meridians according to the formula.

Unconsciously, the two of them seemed to have entered a realm of illusion, and their bodies were warm as they swam with their true qi.

The first time he practiced, the meridians that the two of them opened were limited, Guo Jing could only be between the Taiyin meridians in his hands, and he only felt that his arms were like stimulating potential power, and a stream of warmth seemed to be gushing out.

Guo Mo had touched the threshold of true qi before, and some true qi had been scattered in his body, hidden between the five internal organs and various meridians.

With the guidance of the Taoist, some of these scattered true qi actually broke through the barriers between them and connected into a series. Limbs, viscera, dantian, cranial ......

Time passed bit by bit, the fish belly of the orient was white, the purple air came from the east, and the morning sun was shining.

Guo Jing woke up from meditation first, opened his eyes, and although he had not slept all night, he did not feel sleepy at all, but was full of energy and comfortable.

Seeing that the sky was already dawning, the man was sitting cross-legged in front of him, looking at himself with a smile. Hurriedly got up and came to the front, knelt on his knees, and silently kowtowed three times, but the Taoist did not stop him, so he accepted it openly.

Guo Jing knew that the other party refused to let him call him master, but he also knew very well that he had gained great benefits from this night's cultivation. It's just that I don't know what the reason is, and it seems that I have to ask the second brother when I go back.

Thinking of the second brother, when he looked back, Guo Mo was still immersed in cultivation, and he just wanted to wake him up. The man hurriedly stopped him, shook his head at Guo Jing, and closed his eyes again.

Guo Jing also felt that he was a little Meng Lang, smiled bitterly, sat down cross-legged again, reviewed the mantra taught by the Taoist last night over and over again, and once again guided the weak true qi in his body to wash his meridians.

The surroundings fell silent again, only the morning breeze in the forest and the occasional flying crows brought a glimmer of life to the early morning of the barren mountain.