It was snowing heavily, but it was warm in the firewood room, and a large brazier was placed in the center, emitting a steady stream of heat.

Sou!

The light flashed, and a small black shadow jumped up and down in the room, bookshelves, ** couches, desks, windows, walls...... , everywhere it jumps.

After a day of sleep, "Xiao Ji" finally woke up.

Perhaps because he had lived in the mountains and wilderness before, and had come into contact with snakes and other animals, "Xiao Ji" showed extraordinary freshness and curiosity about the place where Yang Ji lived.

It has to take a look at everywhere, take a look, even if Yang Ji puts the scripture on the desk, it has to learn to open it, carefully and carefully, look up and down, take a look, as if to recognize the handwriting on it.

Such a "Xiao Ji" is eccentric, which is really reminiscent of its famous "Viper Emperor......

Sou!

A straight wave of air was pulled out of the air, and Xiao Ji's body flicked and easily landed on Yang Ji's **.

“...... The bounce is amazing, it can easily reach more than two zhang, and guess the farthest can be reached...... Sizhang, far more than the average martial artist. ”

In front of the bookcase not far away, Yang Ji retracted his gaze and took a pen to write a line of handwriting on the manuscript paper in front of him.

Since bringing "Xiao Ji" back from the mountains, Yang Ji has been secretly recording the life rules and habits of "Xiao Ji".

In the past few days, manuscript papers like this have been densely packed, and a thick pile has been piled up on Yang Ji's desk.

According to Yang Ji's observation, although "Xiao Ji" is still in his infancy and his size is not large, his strength is extremely amazing, and he can completely compete with the first and second powerhouses of martial arts.

Moreover, although Xiao Ji is the king of ten thousand snakes and the emperor of poisonous snakes, he is much more powerful than the "heart devouring snake" that bit Lu Ling that day, but the water it drank was not toxic at all.

Yang Ji guessed in his heart that this might have something to do with its saliva.

"There must be an antidote within seven steps of a poisonous snake", the antidote to the heart eater snake is that purple strange grass, and the antidote to the crown snake is its own saliva!

In addition, unlike ordinary snakes, Xiao Ji does not seem to be very afraid of the cold and does not need to hibernate. However, what surprised Yang Ji the most was the "wisdom" shown by "Xiao Ji".

The Crowned King Snake is the Emperor of Ten Thousand Snakes, and it is extremely aggressive, and its poison is even feared by fierce beasts. After Yang Ji brought it back, he was always worried about whether it would bite indiscriminately.

However, it turned out that Yang Ji's worries were completely unfounded.

"Xiao Ji" is very "intelligent" and can fully understand what he says, which is never recorded in the book, and even the old housekeeper likes it because of it.

Moreover, after Xiao Ji recognized the master, he was very tame, and in the entire Yang clan, except for himself and Liang Bo, he would not easily "show up".

There was silence in the firewood room, except for the sound of the charcoal fire crackling in the basin. Yang Ji silently recorded the habits and behaviors of "Xiao Ji" that he observed, and he didn't know how long it had been.

"Xiao Ji, come here. ”

Yang Ji bit the pen, suddenly leaned over, and beckoned to "Xiao Ji" in the distance.

Sou!

The black shadow flashed, and "Xiao Ji" immediately swooped across the space of several feet, accurately submerged into Yang Ji's sleeve, and then poked his head out of it with an admiring look.

"It's not early, we're going up the mountain to practice. ”

Yang Ji smiled, patted Xiao Ji's head, then stood up and left the firewood room with Xiao Ji......

............

Time passed day by day, Yang Ji would regularly go to the martial arts training ground every day to peek at the martial arts, and then take "Xiao Ji" up the mountain, spending half of his time practicing the "White Snake Martial Arts" and half of the time practicing the "Divine Dragon Refining Pile Method".

The repetition is simple but fulfilling.

Seven days later, the draft of the "White Snake Martial Technique" recorded in Yang Ji's firewood room had piled up several feet, and then Yang Ji felt that there was nothing left to record, and all the changes had been remembered, so he turned his energy to "Xiao Ji".

"The bell also needs to be tied to the bell, and the 'White Snake Martial Technique' is created by martial arts powerhouses imitating the habits and movements of snakes. If I want to master the essence of this martial art, I have to find the answer from Xiao Ji. ”

Yang Ji said secretly in his heart. During this time, he practiced the "White Snake Martial Arts" and found a lot of confusion and incomprehension.

"The same rice and a hundred kinds of people", Yang Ji found a simple "White Snake Grass", which would have a completely different effect when used from different Yang disciples.

There is no doubt that some of these are true and some of them are wrong. Learning the wrong things from the wrong objects, Yang Ji will never really master a martial art.

But fortunately, when Yang Ji chose to learn the "White Snake Martial Arts", he was carefully selected. Although there is no Master, Xiao Ji is the best object.

For humans, the "White Snake Martial Technique" needs to be mastered through hard study, but for Xiao Ji, every move is completely instinctive.

Yang Ji believes that as long as he works hard, he will definitely be able to figure out the real "White Snake Martial Arts" from "Xiao Ji".

In the time since, Yang Ji has suspended the practice of "White Snake Martial Arts", and began to spend a lot of time recording and painting the movements of "Xiao Ji".

Yang Ji's calligraphy and painting are not very outstanding, but it is more than enough to simply copy the form of "Xiao Ji's" body and the strength of his muscles when he is operating.

Whew!

Yang Ji's eyes were contemplative, and the actions of "Xiao Ji" were constantly depicted, one by one, constantly piling up in Yang Ji's room.

It was cold outside, and the ink couldn't melt, so Yang Ji first wrote on the ground with a dry branch, wrote it in his mind, and then went back and copied it one by one onto the scratch paper.

In this kind of transcription, Yang Ji imitated Xiao Ji's operation, constantly deleting the drafts he had stolen before, removing the mistakes, and leaving only those similar to "Xiao Ji".

In this kind of deletion, deletion, and reduction, Yang Ji's own martial arts skills are also constantly improving.

Time passed day by day, and everyone avoided the cold and spent the Spring Festival in their own "one acre and three points of land". At this time, even the "eldest lady" seems to have forgotten the "small role" of Yang Ji.

Yang Ji was also enjoying himself, immersed in the pleasure of no one's attention, this kind of soaring strength.

Half a month later.

Rumble!

Yang Ji was cultivating the "Divine Dragon Refining Marrow Pile Method", and suddenly, his body shook, and with a bang, Yang Ji involuntarily let out a breath.

This breath is as thick as a child's arm, and the frost is rolling, and it will not disperse.

"Breathe eight segments and spit into frost!"

Yang Ji's eyes were blazing, and he was surprised and happy in his heart, revealing a look of disbelief.

During this time, he had been concentrating on the grinding of the "White Snake Martial Technique", and the "Divine Dragon Refining Pile Method" did not have too many ups and downs as usual.

Unexpectedly, the White Snake Martial Arts had not yet broken through, but the "Divine Dragon Refining Pile Method" had reached another level, helping him break through to the eighth stage of breathing.

"Haha, there is no intention to arrange flowers, and there is no intention to plant and talk about it. I studied the White Snake martial arts with all my strength and didn't make a breakthrough, but it was the Divine Dragon Refining Pile Method that broke through first. ”

Yang Ji let out a loud daxiao.

However, Yang Ji didn't dare to be careless, it is common for the air to become frost in winter, and it does not mean that he must have reached the "eighth stage of breathing." ”

Yang Ji calmed down and exhaled with all his strength again.

Call!

This time, Yang Ji could see it clearly, a thin white frost air stream spewed straight out of his mouth, gathering but not dispersing, and shooting out a distance of more than two zhang.

Just opposite him, a small tree was sprayed by himself, and the branches and leaves trembled, as if it was not a breath, but a strong stream of water.

"It's really eight breaths!"

Yang Ji's eyes were bright.

It is normal to spew out a breath of hot gas and turn into hoarfrost in the middle of winter, and it is absolutely impossible to spray more than two feet away, let alone shake a small tree like a stream of water.

Only when the eight stages of breathing, the liliang of the chest and lungs are greatly strengthened, and the qi that is spewed out can gather like a stream of water, can there be such a performance.

"One step closer to the goal. ”

Yang Ji was secretly excited in his heart.

After the snow melted, it was more than February, and there was not a lot of time left for him, and every increase in strength was precious for Yang Ji now.

After that, Yang Ji's cultivation was really much faster. After the liliang of the chest and lungs increased, Yang Ji was able to attract more "tree essence" when he practiced the "Divine Dragon Refining Pile Method".

And the growth of strength is also very good for learning martial arts.

A month has passed in the blink of an eye, and Yang Ji's physical strength and liliang have increased significantly with the increase in the number of breathing segments. However, the progress of the "White Snake Martial Arts" is not very prominent.

"The focus of the White Snake Martial Snake is the exquisiteness and liveliness of the body, my body is still too hard, and it is completely the bones that are exerting force......"

"The scriptures say, 'Soft as bones,' which speaks of serpents. The snake is not without joints, it has a spine like a human, but it moves as if it had no bones. -- This is the 'exquisiteness' and 'liveliness' of the body!"

"It's not the bones that are working, it's the muscles that are grinding. ”

......

Deep in the snowy mountains, Yang Ji lay under a cedar, frowning, and thinking bitterly. Beside him, thick sheets of paper were stacked with paintings.

A small black snake jumped around him.

For nearly a month, Yang Ji was learning "White Snake Fucao".

Although it took a lot of thought, and he learned from "Xiao Ji" and learned his movements, I don't know if it was because of the problem of strength, Yang Ji's "White Snake Fucao" ejection distance has been limited to a distance of one zhang six, at most one zhang seven, and there has been no breakthrough since then, and the distance of easily jumping two zhang suddenly became unreachable.

Yang Ji knew in his heart that he was afraid that he had reached some kind of bottleneck.

Looking at the stacks of thick manuscript paper in his hand, many thoughts flashed through Yang Ji's mind, and the snow shook off his head, and he didn't know anything.

Yang Ji did not have a foundation in martial arts, nor did he have a Master to explain to him. He could only grope on his own, but a month of no progress still made him feel a little irritable.

"What's the problem? The White Snake Grass is the first move, and it is also the most practical of these martial arts for me. As long as you learn this trick well, it will be more than enough for self-protection in the future. I've learned the basics, and I've mastered them pretty much, but I always feel like I'm still missing something, and I can't use them flexibly. What the hell is it?"

Yang Ji pondered.

Martial arts and internal skills are different, Yang Ji cultivates the "Divine Dragon Refining Pile Method" as long as he works hard, even if his qualifications are poor, he will still improve.

But if the martial arts can't be understood, no matter how much effort is spent, it won't work. It's like going in the wrong direction and never reaching your destination.

"What the hell is missing?"

Yang Ji muttered to himself, his face distracted.

"Huh!"

I don't know how long it took, there was a sound of strong wind in my ears, Yang Ji's heart moved, and he suddenly came back to his senses. As soon as he turned around, he happened to see "Xiao Ji" entertaining himself on the side, hunched over and about to eject out.

"Bow!"

When his eyes touched Xiao Ji's body, Yang Ji's heart suddenly shook violently, and the scene in front of him suddenly merged with the phantom of a big bow.

"Bow, bow...... The essence of the bow is not in the form of flexion and extension, but in the accumulation. The same is true of the essence of the White Snake Grass. I only remember learning Xiao Ji's posture, form, and movements, but I forgot to learn its essence over and over again!"

At this moment, Yang Ji was like an initiation, and his heart suddenly lit up, and all the questions and doubts were solved in this instant.

At this moment, as if blessed to the soul, Yang Ji's body slowly stood up, bowed back slightly, and then popped out violently.

Rumble!

The air vibrated violently, the air waves rolled, and in the dark, it was like a huge python, pushing aside the grass, bending its body, suddenly, boom, immediately shot out, easily jumped over three zhang away, the surrounding air rolled, like the ocean, showing white waves!

"Haha!"

Yang Ji stood three zhang away, shouted daxiao, and the anguish of the days was swept away: "I see, I see, I ...... so"

Yang Ji always thought that the white snake in the "White Snake Martial Arts" refers to the color of the snake, and it is the appearance of the snake observed and taught by the martial arts powerhouse who founded the "White Snake Martial Arts".

At this time, I realized that it was a big mistake.

The word "white" in the White Snake martial art refers to the essence of this martial art. As long as the white snake martial arts master its essence, once it is used to the pinnacle, the body supports the air, and naturally layers of white qi waves will appear, which is the true meaning of the word "white"!

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