From that day on, according to the method taught by Yang Gang, Xiao Meng lay on his back under the loom under his wife all day long, his eyes on the undulating foot pedals, and practiced 'not blinking'.

The first way to practice archery is to train your eyes. This seems to make a lot of sense, and Xiao Meng firmly believes that Yang Gang's way must be right.

Gradually, he really practiced some doorways.

His eyes became extremely sensitive to the movement of things, from dust flying in the wind to the sun and moon moving extremely slowly in the sky. At the end of the practice, he even used the tip of a needle to approach his eyes, but his eyelids did not move at all.

"Master, I've practiced, Master, I've succeeded! Hahahaha"

Unbridled laughter entered the hospital.

Immediately afterwards, a young man pushed the door open, looking very excited.

However, Yang Gang just nodded indifferently and said, "Then, let's move on to the second step." ”

Another year followed.

According to Yang Gang's statement, Xiao Meng tied three yak tail hairs on the windowsill, and the first one was tied with the tiniest needle that could be found in the human race. The second is tied to a lice that is difficult to identify with the naked eye.

You know, it's an ancient lice! Even if the gods meet a group, they will also go to the water of Yaochi to wash away the lead.

The third root.

It was up to Yang Gang to do it in person.

He didn't tell him what it was, but he said that if one day you could see what was tied to it, you would have passed my first test. If you can't pass the ...... Where you came from and where you go back!

A heavy pressure weighed on my heart.

Thereafter.

Day after day, night after night, with unprecedented perseverance, he stared at the first yak hair all day long as if he were a lover.

Slowly, the eye of the first thin needle began to grow larger in his eye.

As big as a wheel, as big as a house, as big as a mountain, and finally as big as the whole world filled his vision.

He was overjoyed and gradually became a little complacent.

Start watching the second yak hair.

The same process, the same smoothness, but better things last.

Finally, after two and a half years.

The lice, which were imperceptible to the naked eye, grew larger and larger in his eyes, and finally filled the entire field of vision like heaven and earth.

"Two and a half years...... I finally made it! ”

On the same day, he began to watch the third unknown yak hair.

However.

Strange things happen.

It stands to reason that in today's realm, even if you can't see an object smaller than a lion than a mountain, you can at least see what it is. But in his eyes, even the tiniest dust could be seen clearly.

I just can't see what it is.

It's as if it doesn't exist at all.

"Impossible! Master did this, it must not be without a purpose, and there must be a deep meaning in it, but I have not yet seen through it...... He wants me to retreat? No, I'm not going to give up! ”

"Never give up!"

He muttered to himself as if he was fascinated.

Yang Gang's prestige in the Three Realms made Xiao Meng extremely convinced.

From that day on, he watched the third yak hair day and night, did not think about tea and dinner, and never even had sex with his wife, directly put the bedding in front of the windowsill, and stared at the yak hair when he woke up every day.

Half a year has passed, a year has passed.

But no matter how hard he tried, he could never see through the 'non-existent' object.

"Impossible!"

"How is this possible...... Is there really nothing on the third yak hair? ”

"Nope! Master will not lie to me, he is a great hero of the human race, how can he lie to me! ”

A trace of doubt gradually arose in Xiao Meng's heart.

Today, he has been Yang Gang's apprentice for ten years, and the other party has not taught him any archery skills, which makes the changeable young man have a thought in his heart, 'Could it be that the other party didn't think about teaching him at all?' ’

All this, just to make him retreat?

Once the seeds of doubt are planted, they can never be erased.

Just like Su'e at the beginning.

Eleventh year.

Xiaomeng, who has entered middle age, has not seen Yang Gang for several months.

On this day, he sat in front of the windowsill, looking at the three yak hairs swaying in the wind, his eyes seemed to be stupid, full of some infinite longing, and a trace of indescribable discoloration.

"Daddy."

A timid call came from the window.

Xiao Meng slowly lowered his head.

The little boy in front of the window with a blank gaze.

After looking at it for a long time, he suddenly said: "It's Xiao Yuan!" ”

"Daddy, it's me! You've finally ignored me! ”

The little boy smiled, although it took him a moment to recognize him and made him a little disappointed, but Daddy finally took care of himself, making it difficult for the boy, who had lacked fatherly love since childhood, to hide the joy in his heart.

Yes.

In order to practice archery, Xiaomeng seemed to be in a demon, and even his wife and children by his side had not communicated for a long time.

"Hmm."

Xiao Meng smiled reluctantly and nodded.

"Daddy, what are you looking at?"

The little boy asked curiously.

"Looking...... A magical thing. "For some reason, maybe I'm tired of the noisy cultivation, and I rarely have the mind to communicate with my children today.

"Huh?"

The little boy had a strange expression, "But, there's nothing on it!" ”

"Heh~~"

Xiao Meng smiled, "There's something on it, but you can't see it." ”

"Daddy lied to me, if there's something on it, why can't you see it?" The little boy is innocent.

"Hehe~~"

Xiao Meng smiled again, but this time he felt a little bored.

After years of hard practice, what is the point of discussing with a child?

"Daddy."

When the little boy saw that his father did not believe him, he immediately became a little anxious.

Biting his fingers, he explained in a bit of a panic: "You see, there is a needle tied to this hair, and this one seems to be tied to a small bug, but the third one is ......."

"Shut up."

Xiao Meng's voice sank, and he scolded angrily: "If you can't see it, it doesn't mean that you don't have it." Okay, you go play by yourself, Daddy is going to practice. ”

"Daddy, Xiao Yan really didn't lie to you!"

The little boy hurriedly said: "Look at this third cow hair, it is not knotted, how can there be something on it?" ”

"What?"

Xiaomeng's body shook violently.

Raising his head sluggishly, he looked stupidly at the windowsill.

Three yak hairs swayed in the wind, the first of which was tied with a thin needle, straight as an arrow. The second root was tied to lice and made a small circle at the tail. And the third ......

His vision zoomed in rapidly,

The tail of the yak's hair is as fine as dust, swinging in the wind, and there is no object at all.

"No?"

"There really is no ......"

"I was lied to...... Am I really being scammed? Am I really cheating? ”

"Master!!!"

A sharp roar pierced the sky.

The next moment.

The windowsill shattered, and the wind blew the ignorant boy to the ground.

Waiting for Xiaomeng's wife to hear the sound and rush over.

I only saw the son who was crying on the ground, and Xiaomeng, who was running towards Yang Gang's residence like a whirlwind.

(End of chapter)