The breeze came slowly, Li Moru stood according to what Lao Yang Tou said, and Lao Yang Tou told him that the most important thing in practicing boxing is "shoulders and hips, elbows and knees, hands and feet."

The next plate must be stable, and Lao Yang Tou also told him the importance of pile gong, at first Li Mo was a little refused, saying that he wanted to learn a sword instead of a fist, and wanted to ask Lao Yang Tou to teach him swordsmanship.

Lao Yang Tou told him that he had to eat his food in one bite, and that he had to walk step by step, and that only by laying a solid foundation first could he be qualified to practice sword with him.

Listening to Lao Yang Tou tell him that he would still teach him swordsmanship, he practiced more energetically, and when he stood on the pile at first, because of his impetuousness, he was crooked when he stood up.

"If the heart is uncertain, the qi is not smooth, if the qi is not smooth, the body is not right, Li Moru, remember, the most important thing for a person who practices martial arts is to be calm, and the heart can be smooth, and when the qi is smooth, all thoughts are empty, and naturally he will stand upright. ”

Li Moru followed his instructions and tried to settle his mind and not think about those messy things.

He first adjusted his breathing according to what Lao Yang said, first felt his breathing, and then felt his heartbeat, and slowly he calmed down.

Slowly, he heard the sound of the slow flow of water, the feeling of the breeze passing by, and he felt as if his senses were more acute because his mind was settled.

The old Yang Tou on the side looked at Li Moru who was standing on the pile and was very satisfied, he had to praise Li Moru for being indeed a good material for martial arts, and it was also possible that his soul had not been infected by the earthly world, so it was easier to calm down.

He let out a heartfelt cry: "It's good, it's clean." ”

Li Moru was immersed in the feeling of being in a state of mind and got carried away, as if at this moment, time and space had nothing to do with him.

His breathing began to slow and flutter, and slowly, he felt as if he was part of the environment, and he was intimately connected to everything around him.

The breath flows with the breeze, and the mind flows slowly with the slow river, occasionally making small ripples, which only dissipate for a moment.

He forgot how long he had been like this, and he didn't react until Old Yang called him, and the red cheeks of the western sun slowly sank in the sky.

Lao Yang Tou asked him to close his eyes in order to make it easier for him to enter the state of standing pile and stabilizing, Lao Yang Tou told Li Moru that he had to slowly learn to settle down with his eyes open, and then slowly to sit and settle down, stand and settle, and finally reach the point where he could settle down when he moved.

Lao Yang Tou said that this is the most important step in boxing.

In the process of practicing martial arts in the future, you should slowly calm down and feel your body's qi, if your practice is correct, then the qi in your body is clear, and on the contrary, the qi is not clear.

The two walked slowly back to the blacksmith shop along the riverbank in the company of dusk.

During the time when the two of them left the blacksmith shop, the blacksmith shop was much more lively than usual, although Zhao Wumian didn't care, but the discussion of other people in the blacksmith shop didn't stop.

They don't listen to speculation about the relationship between Li Moru and Lao Yangtou, and even worse, they say that Li Moru is Lao Yangtou's illegitimate son outside, or that he is Lao Yangtou's grandson.

Zhao Wumian told everyone not to say this kind of thing again in the future, and also reminded everyone that the blacksmith shop had no meaning to Lao Yang Tou.

At the same time, it also means that the blacksmith shop they rely on for survival, if Lao Yang Tou is unhappy, it may close at any time, and when the time comes, they will have to go out and find a new blacksmith shop to work, or open a blacksmith shop by themselves.

Zhao Wumian told them that no matter which result it was, it would be the worst outcome for them, because their ability was simply good, and even though they had been receiving their salaries, they had not been very attentive at all.

He warned everyone that if they wanted to beg for food, they should shut up, otherwise, these words would reach the ears of Lao Yang Tou that day, and they would feel better.

Everyone didn't make fun of Lao Yang Tou anymore, they were busy with their own work, and when Li Moru and Lao Yang Tou came back, the blacksmith shop was still full of sparks, as if nothing had happened.

Old Yang Tou came back and saw all this, and glanced at Zhao Wumian with satisfaction, Zhao Wumian nodded towards Old Yang Tou as if nothing had happened.

After the two came back, Li Moru hurriedly picked up the bookcase and prepared to go home, Yang Juan said that the meal was ready, let him eat again.

After a few rumbling stomachs, he finally relented, and after gobbling up his meal, he ran in the direction of home while it was still a little light.

At the place where the sun sets, some new guests come to the ancient town, and the swallows pair up in the air, ready to return home.

After returning home, Li Moru told his mother about the suggestion that Lao Yang Tou made to him today, and Li Moru asked: "Mother, do you agree? If you don't agree, I will go and tell the master, and I will go to him in the afternoon." ”

Li Moru's mother smiled, "Silly child, Master Yang kept you at home because he could afford you, in order to teach you more skills, such a good master will look for you, let me tell you, from tomorrow, Master Yang will not let you go home, if you dare to come back, the old lady will beat you to death." ”

Li Moru's mother said as she began to sort out Li Moru's change of clothes, and said: "Moru, when you go to someone's house, you must abide by the rules, be sensible, don't make the master angry, if the master beats you, it is also for your good, don't hold grudges, remember to study hard, and have a craft to support yourself in the future." ”

Li Moru didn't notice the tears flashing in the corners of his mother's eyes when she said this, he just lowered his head to eat, he knew that he would have to eat his mother's food for several days if he left.

He had never chewed on his mother's food so slowly, and he only realized today that the food his mother cooked was really delicious.

At night, Li Moru couldn't sleep repeatedly, he remembered the standing pile taught by Lao Yang Tou during the day, and he couldn't sleep anyway, so he went to the yard to stand on the pile.

The moonlight spread softly in the courtyard, and Li Moru repeated step by step what Lao Yang Tou taught during the day, to feel his breathing, heartbeat, and then the surrounding wind, insects, and the sound of water nearby.

In this way, the next day, Li Moru told Zhang Fugui about yesterday's events, although he and Zhang Fugui often quarreled, but since he was a child, he would tell Zhang Fugui about anything on his mind.

Zhang Fugui said that this is a good thing, let Li Moru learn hard, maybe one day he will be a peerless sword immortal.

After class, Li Moru went home and brought the things his mother had packed for him, and his mother also gave him a string of money to save some flowers.

He said that he didn't go far away, so he didn't need to bring money, and his mother said how could he not bring money, if he usually had anything to eat, he would eat it, and don't treat himself badly.

And then it was the ones from last night, telling him to learn his craft and so on, and telling him to remember to pass by his bookstore once a day for his mother to see.

He packed up his things and left.

After arriving at Lao Yang Tou's house, Lao Yang Tou took Li Moru along the river bank to yesterday's place.

Began to teach him to vomit, luck.

Let him add luck when he stands on the pile, and get up an hour early every morning to stand in the yard and breathe luck.

Li Moru began to do what Lao Yang Tou taught, and then he sent down as the time he stood on the pile grew, as if there was a small breath of qi in his body, although it was very small, but he could still feel his existence.

Li Moru asked Lao Yang Tou, "Master, when can I start learning boxing?"

Lao Yang gave him a chestnut, "You really don't remember to eat, didn't you tell you yesterday, you have to take it step by step, can you open your eyes now?"

"Can you walk the pile except for standing on the pile? I don't know anything yet, I want to learn boxing, stand on your pile honestly, if you find it troublesome, pack up your things now and get out." ”

Li Moru said with a smile: "How could it be." Master, how can I feel troublesome, I must learn slowly according to your old man's teaching. ”

As he spoke, he continued to stand with his eyes closed, to feel everything around him, and even the sound of birds in the distance.

After dinner, the men in the blacksmith shop went home, and when night fell, the moonlight boarded the courtyard where Li Moru was, and Lao Yang Tou was smoking a dry cigarette at the door.

Smoke curled from the rocking chair, and he smoked a dry cigarette as he shook it.

Li Moru saw that he had nothing to do, so he stood up again, and Zhao Wumian sat next to Lao Yang's head, looking at Li Moru who was standing on a pile in the yard.

He asked, "Sir, are you planning to accept disciples?"

Lao Yang Tou spat out a cigarette and said, "Sort of, I don't know why, it's just that this stinky boy is very pleasing to the eye, maybe he saw his shadow back then." ”

Through the smoke, Lao Yang seemed to see the scene of a little boy chasing his father in the yard and saying that he wanted to practice boxing.

Zhao Wumian smiled and said, "Li Moru is so blessed." ”

"What, you're jealous?"

Zhao Wumian smiled slightly: "Mr. said that I laughed, I have no qualifications to be jealous, I am already a person who has died once, and there is nothing I can't see through, I just feel envious when I look at him like this." ”

"What a good age, carefree, able to do what you like, how good. ”

Old Yang Tou spat out another cigarette and said, "You still want to take revenge?"

"How can you forget your hatred? Haven't you come here for the slightest hope?"

Old Yang Tou smiled: "Who said it wasn't." ”

As he spoke, Lao Yang Tou took out a key from his waist, handed it to Zhao Wumian, and said, "Take this key to find Juan'er, let her take you to get the sword, there is a sword book in it, it's best not to die outside." ”

Zhao Wumian knelt on the ground after taking the key, "Master, didn't you say that it would take fifteen years to give that sword? ”

Lao Yang took a deep breath and said: "Don't call me master, you and I have no master-apprentice fate, it was just a convenient way to save you back then, as for the requirement of fifteen years, in fact, it only takes ten years, and the extra five years were originally to see if you can forget the hatred, but now it seems that some things can't be forgotten,"

"Practice hard, remember, I didn't save you to let you die, even if you want to take revenge, you have to save your life first, and I'm not your master. ”

"Whether the master acknowledges me as a disciple or not, in the disciple's heart, you will always be my master. ”

"Go before I change my mind, or I'm afraid you'll regret it if I change my mind." ”

Zhao Wumian hurriedly got up to find Yang Juan, and when he left, he glanced at Li Moru who was calming down.