Streams of heat swirled in the air, and the wine in the jar had been drunk, Li Moru felt a little better, and he found that he could already stand up.

The sound of water splashing sounded, and after Li Moru got up, the labor pain in his body disappeared a lot, he stretched his arms, and the strong muscles on his arms made the old Taoist sigh when he saw it, "It's good to be young." ”

Later, he learned that the old Taoist did not lie to him, that the wine was indeed treasured, and he was able to stand up so quickly because the wine had the effect of regulating internal injuries.

He helped the old Taoist to get up, dried and changed his clothes, and the two walked outside.

As soon as the evening breeze passed, Li Moru didn't wear a coat, and he couldn't help but feel cold and shivered. When he was about to go to the back room to get his clothes, Mo Xuan'er had already helped him take them out.

At night, the old Taoist said: "Xuan'er, it's so late, you two just stay here, I still have a spare room here." ”

When Li Moru was about to refuse, Mo Xuan'er had already agreed, "Okay, then disturb my uncle." ”

The old Taoist looked at Li Moru's face with a feeling of reluctance, he guessed a rough idea, and said with a smile: "Moru, stay here for a few more days, in the next few days, I can also help you exercise and exercise your muscles and bones, you kid, although your martial arts are good, but your body bones are not very resistant to beating, let me help you well." ”

When Li Moru heard this, he smiled embarrassedly, he still enjoyed this process of fighting with the old Taoist, although he would be beaten to the point that his nose and face were swollen, but he gained a lot, and his blacksmith fist also improved a lot unconsciously.

"Okay, then I'll bother my uncle. ”

"It's all called uncle, where is there anything to disturb or not, then I'll go to sleep first, Xuan'er knows where the room is, you can arrange it yourself." ”

When Li Moru was about to call the old Taoist, the old Taoist had already turned around and left, he thought that he and the old Taoist lived in the same room, and then Mo Xuan'er lived in a room by himself, but in this way, wouldn't he sleep in the same room with Mo Xuan'er.

Mo Xuan'er pulled him and said, "Let's go, come with me, I'll take you there." ”

Li Moru had no choice but to follow Mo Xuan'er towards the room.

When he got to the room, he was ready to sleep on the floor, but the room was empty, there was nothing left, only a bed, and only a set of bedding on the bed.

When Li Moru just wanted to go out to ask the old Taoist if there were any other bedding, Mo Xuan'er stopped him, "Don't think about it, my uncle is here all the year round, and there is such a bedding for those guests who come occasionally, you still want more, how is it possible." ”

Li Moru sighed, "That's it, I'll go find a few stools, Xuan'er, you can sleep first." ”

Mo Xuan'er said: "What, I'm not afraid of a woman, and you, a big man, are still afraid that I will take advantage of you?"

"No, it's not like that, it's for fear that it will damage your reputation. ”

Mo Xuan'er asked, "Let me ask you, will you plot against me?"

Li Moru waved his hand and said, "Don't dare." ”

"Will you say that?"

"Of course not. ”

"Then what are you worried about, let's sleep in the same bed today. ”

"That's not good, I'd better move the stool. ”

Mo Xuan'er crossed her hands on her hips and said angrily: "How can you be a big man, I don't mind, why are you still twisting like this, is it difficult, are you afraid that I will eat you?"

"N-no. ”

"That's it, come here, go to bed early, get up early tomorrow, and make me breakfast." ”

After saying that, Mo Xuan'er lay down on the bed, and after moving it inside for a sufficient distance, she patted the bed and said, "Come here." Her expression was very similar to the way Li Moru's mother told him to go to bed when he was a child, he was a little embarrassed, but it was not easy to say anything.

Li Moru had no choice but to lie down, and after getting into bed, Li Moru put his hands on his chest and tightened into a ball, for fear of accidentally touching Mo Xuan'er.

The moonlight moved down, sneaked in through the window, turned sideways, looked at the white moonlight on the ground, took a deep breath and fell asleep.

The next morning, Li Moru got up early, the mountains were covered with clouds and mist, and the clear spring was quiet, he walked out of the door, took a deep breath, and then began to practice blacksmith boxing in the courtyard.

Yesterday, he suffered a lot from being recruited, and when he woke up in the morning, he was numb, and the large and small purple-red scars on his body were much better.

He quietly vomited, and at some point, the old Taoist appeared beside him, whisking the dust on his chest, sitting cross-legged, and practicing vomiting.

After a while, the two stood up almost at the same time, Li Moru bowed slightly to the old Taoist and began to practice, the faint morning light passed through the woods, Li Moru's fist was strong, and the lower plate was steady.

As soon as the breeze came, he flew out with a punch, and the old Taoist smiled: "Go, I'll take you to a spacious place to practice, and if you continue to practice like this, I'm afraid that my Taoist temple will be demolished by you." ”

Li Moru said embarrassedly: "Didn't you dismantle this temple yourself?"

The old Taoist smiled: "Anyway, it's demolition, where is it still me, let's go, I still want to live in this broken Taoist temple for a few more days, let's go to the back mountain to practice." ”

After the two walked to the back mountain, the old Taoist continued to sit cross-legged, and he asked Li Moru to continue to practice his mind and not care about himself.

Li Moru thought that he had brought himself here to feed himself, but he was really afraid that he would destroy the Taoist temple by practicing his skills, so Li Moru shook his head and continued to practice martial arts.

After fighting with the old Taoist yesterday, I only feel that my boxing skills still have a lot of deficiencies, although the boxing strength is strong, but it always lacks the kind of indomitable and invincible self-confidence.

The old Taoist told Li Moru that if he had that kind of momentum, he would not be able to exert the maximum power of the blacksmith fist.

Li Moru stood and stared ahead, the clouds and mist in the distance were dissipating, the stream was murmuring, and the birdsong in the early morning seemed quiet and peaceful.

He is recalling the mantra of the blacksmith's fist: 100 tempered into steel, strong when strong, strong when strong, strong when strong, punch out like fire, invisible and invisible, with the body as a salary, fist strength like fire, endless, let you thousands of steel, invincible to the monstrous fire......

"The fire is ...... monstrous"

Li Moru thoughtfully, clenched his fists, stepped into the air, and blasted out with a volley, the fist wind roared, the trees shook and the branches shook, and a huge splash exploded on the water surface, and it was another punch, extremely fast, and it hit the mountain, and a fist mark more than a foot deep appeared on the mountain, unlike the previous fist print, this time, the fist mark was neat, and there was no extra crack next to it.

The old Taoist smiled slightly, "Yes, yes, don't waste too much internal force to do meaningless things, just like your swordsmanship, since the internal force is not enough, gather the internal force that can be mobilized into one point and exert its maximum power." ”

Li Moru remembered what Hongyunzi and the old man Gu had said to him before, and the internal force gathered his fist, and with a punch, a three-foot-wide fist mark appeared on the mountain in front of him, and the fist mark was neat, covering the previous fist mark.

He flew into the air, his index and middle fingers together, and a sword burst out, and a three-inch-wide sword mark was inserted into the mountain.

The old Taoist smiled: "Okay, it's almost, let's go cook." ”

After Li Moru finished work and left, the old man got up and looked at the traces left by Li Moru, and couldn't help but feel itchy, "It's really teachable, if you don't have to wait for him to make breakfast, I really want to beat him up." ”

The old Taoist shook his head, shook off the dust, and the thick trunk of the bowl in the distance broke instantly, and he sighed, "Alas, I'm still old, this era is really a young world." ”

He began to move his muscles and bones slowly by the spring, one move at a time, looking slow and weak, stretching out his fists, soft and weak, looking like an old dragon clock.

After Li Moru made breakfast, Mo Xuan'er had already gotten up and sat alone in the backyard, stunned, thoughtful, and seemingly nothing.

When Li Moru passed by, he noticed that her eyes seemed to have changed, her eyes were cold, her face was cold, her breathing was slow, as if she was out of touch with everything around her, and everything in the outside world was dull from him.

I don't know if it's an illusion or the reason for the sun, Li Moru seems to see Mo Xuan'er's eyes flashing with golden light.

He boiled porridge and fried some side dishes, Mo Xuan'er's eyes became more terrifying, and her facial expression became very cold, like an expressionless, emotionless ice sculpture, looking at everything in the world coldly, the hustle and bustle of the world, life and death have no view of themselves, and he is just a passerby.

Li Moru was a little panicked when he saw Mo Xuan'er's expression for the first time, after the dishes were fried, he brought the food to the room, and when he came back and was about to call Mo Xuan'er, Mo Xuan'er smiled playfully: "It's so fragrant, Brother Moru, thank you for your hard work." ”

Saying that, he jumped towards the room, Li Moru hadn't reacted yet, this is too strange, just now it was as cold as frost, and in an instant she became a lively and cute little girl.

In addition to being surprised, Li Moru couldn't help but feel a chill in his back.

He went to call the old Taoist back for dinner, the old Taoist was moving his body, and when he shook off the dust, Li Moru couldn't dodge, was thrown away, and only stabilized when he stepped on the mountain.

The old Taoist smiled and said, "How is it, is the meal ready, come and call me?"

Li Moru flew down and said, "Hmm." ”

The two walked slowly towards the room, Li Moru was more and more shocked by the old man in front of him, and waved his hand, this power was simply terrifying.

After the meal, Mo Xuan'er went to clean up the table, Li Moru chatted with the old Taoist, and after chatting for about an hour, the old man got up and smiled: "Well, it's almost." ”

Li Moru was puzzled: "What does it mean that it's almost?"

"Of course I beat you. ”

Li Moru's face was embarrassed, "Okay." ”

Mo Xuan'er took the book, sat on the threshold, smiled slightly, and watched Li Moru and the old Taoist fight, unlike at night, the two of them had less violent power, just feeding tricks, or the old Taoist unilaterally abusing Li Moru.

Mo Xuan'er smiled while watching, "Uncle and Brother Moru are so interesting, it seems that Uncle is very satisfied with yesterday's meal, so he didn't fight to death, it seems that I can eat Brother Moru's meal at noon today." ”

Li Moru was punched, and the old Taoist smiled: "What's the matter, is this punch much more powerful than your punch?"

The corners of Li Moru's mouth rose, "How is it possible." ”

The voice landed, the fist was like a raging fire, and the fist wind surged, rushing straight to the door of the old Taoist's face, and the old Taoist directly knocked his punch directly crooked.

"You can't do this, your fists are not hard enough, and they will beat you crooked as soon as you blow the dust. ”

Li Moru looked at the dense bloodshot on his arm, which was scratched by the dust just now, he didn't expect that such a soft dust whisk would be so terrifying.

He was not discouraged, and he punched again, fist to fist, and neither of them let anyone.

Every time Li Moru improves his internal strength, the old Taoist is a little higher than him, and every time, every move, is only a little higher than him.

After he improved a little, he raised it a little more, or a little higher, just a little bit, so that Li Moru could touch the barrier to continue to move forward, and then climb up along the barrier, until after breaking through the barrier, a new barrier reappeared.