Yu Yanke seems to be very sleepy lately.

This is the clear and unanimous conclusion of all those who know him, especially when he fell asleep on his arm on the pillow in the school, Mr. Yu Lewen finally couldn't stand it anymore, calmed his face, and punished him to go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to copy the book.

Yu Yanke was led to the Scripture Pavilion in a daze, and it wasn't until a frowning young man looked at him, still holding a pile of paper and a pen in his hand, that he woke up a little.

Yu Yanke stretched with some difficulty, trying to keep himself awake.

"In the next few days, you will stay in the Scripture Pavilion until you finish copying this "Lushan Sutra". The young man's tone was cold.

Yu Yanke took the heavy scripture and suddenly felt a pain in his head.

Where is this work done by man?

"My name is Yu Wen, the deacon of the ancestral hall, and I have been specially sent to supervise you, and when your punishment is over, I will write a certificate to prove that you have been punished and paid the price for your words and deeds. After speaking, the young man named Yu Wen dropped his pen and paper, sat down to the side, closed his eyes and rested.

Yu Yanke picked up the pen and paper, looked at the inkstone and ink on the bookcase, opened the book, and copied from the first page.

In fact, it can be copied in a month at most, although this scripture is indeed very thick and has many words.

It's just that for Yu Yanke, staying here for a day will be unbearable, because it means that he can't lay a good foundation, and if he can't get out for a month, it means that he has been holding on for so long in vain.

Building a foundation is a water mill effort, and it may not necessarily make progress if you keep doing it, but once you stop, you will definitely lose your efforts.

However, Yu Yanke's mind turned and he also found a solution.

I don't know how long it took, Yu Wen was alarmed by a burst of movement, and when he opened his eyes impatiently, he saw Yu Yanke's guy comparing some basic tricks.

Seeing this, Yu Wen frowned slightly. Looking at Yu Yanke's out-of-shape sword style, he was a little disgusted and a little impatient.

He finally stood up and rebuked, "Who taught you such a superficial thing? Could it be that the gentleman of the school palace has been reduced to such a state?"

Yu Yanke stopped in astonishment, not knowing what this person wanted to do.

Yu Wen didn't talk much nonsense, and directly demonstrated the correct basic sword style to him.

Yu Wen drew his sword and stabbed in the air, and Yu Yanke's glasses lit up suddenly.

Then, Yu Wen demonstrated to him the basic formulas of thorning, picking, splitting, wiping, pulling, teasing, breaking, pointing, etc.

"If you don't have a sword in your hand, it's useless to make a gesture. So the more you practice, the more out of shape. ”

After a quick demonstration, Yu Wen said in a deep voice: "My Yu family's sword cultivation has been famous for thousands of years, if you have been like this, it will inevitably make people see my Yu family's jokes, and I will correct you today!"

Yu Yanke bowed down and gave a half-master salute, which can be regarded as thanking Yu Wen for his advice.

Seeing this, Yu Wen snorted, and did not object, and then threw the sword to Yu Yanke, afraid that he would not be able to catch it and break his sword, and with a shake of his fingertips, an invisible force field enveloped the sword, and the sword floated in the air.

Yu Wen said: "There is a shape but a small road, and there is a meaning to be considered a small success." Practice the form and meaning first and then the god, and when you practice to the end, everything can be a sword, but at the beginning, you must use the sword and be familiar with everything about the sword!"

Yu Yanke looked at the sword hanging in front of him dumbfounded, he had heard that there was an immortal method to resist the sword for thousands of miles, but he didn't expect that the person in front of him looked young and could also resist the sword!

What kind of strength does he have? This kind of means is almost the same as the immortals mentioned in the book!

Yu Yanke resisted the urge to ask, and just picked up the sword according to the man's intentions.

I have to say, this sword is heavy!

Yu Yanke also has a lot of energy, and it is a little difficult to pick it up with one hand, let alone wield it, Yu Yanke's face is embarrassed, and he feels that it is not easy at all.

And that Yu Wen was more direct, seeing that he couldn't use his own matching sword, he immediately turned cold, and with a single finger, the sword was taken out of Yu Yanke's hand and returned to him.

"It's already in the age of kindergarten, and you can't even hold a sword, do you know that others have already danced swords like flowers? So, go and copy the book, and let me see you practice swords!"

After speaking, Yu Wen closed his eyes.

Yu Yanke was really annoyed by this person's unreasonable behavior, he was extremely aggrieved, and wanted to say Who knew that your sword was so heavy?

But he was very smart and didn't speak, just returned to the table where he copied the book like an angry little daughter-in-law, and muttered, this person is too ignorant of human feelings, and he looks strong, but he is a sword idiot.

And it's a little too direct, and it doesn't save face at all, as if treating him as a cat or a dog.

But he thought about it again, this guy is so young and strong, it's already very good to be able to teach himself, but he became indifferent when he saw that he wasn't that material.

After figuring it out, Yu Yanke's heart was not blocked.

However, I also secretly decided in my heart that after copying the book, I must go to the blacksmith shop to forge a sword of my own.

Although he was politely beaten by Yu Wen, he still did not give up practicing.

According to Master Tao's explanation at the beginning, he makes one piece a day, although the amount is not large, but it can also ensure that he will not give up his efforts.

It has become his habit to practice physical fitness during the day and qi at night.

It's just that recently, copying books has taken up more than half of his total time.

At night, Yu Yanke opened the booklet as always, the first page, yes, the first page, after reading it for so long, he was still reading the first page, but he probably knew what Qi training was.

Master Tao has always said that cultivation depends on the individual, the initial can be understood, and the later can be realized, in short, it is mysterious and mysterious, and the result is that Yu Yanke looks at this booklet every night, with a blank face.

I can't learn it, I can't remember it, and I can't understand it thoroughly.

"Air entrainment?"

I don't know how long later, when Yu Yanke closed his eyes and pondered, a voice sounded.

"Can you keep looking at such a superficial thing for so long?" Yu Wenqi said: "I heard that there is a junior in the clan who went to the school palace and only cultivated literature and not martial arts, could it be you?"

"Seeing you like this, you really want to laugh at me, I picked up sesame seeds and lost watermelons, where did I pick them up? This thing is just the most common qi practice mantra in the clan, and you have been watching it for so long?"

Yu Wen's tone was quite teasing.

Yu Yanke opened his eyes, his face was ugly, after all, this was given to him by Master Tao, Master Tao has always regarded it as a treasure, it can be said that without this thing, there would be no current Master Tao, and now he is being hit by such a denial, Yu Yanke's anger in his heart can be imagined.

"Don't look at me like that, I'm telling the truth. Yu Wen sneered: "Among the core magic tricks of the Daomen, this one is the most widely circulated and the cheapest, because if it is not complemented by other methods, it is also a waste paper that looks mysterious, maybe someone can use this to become enlightened, but after all, they can't take the next step, because it is crippled." ”

When Yu Yanke heard this, he began to believe what he said, because these days, he has indeed always felt that some parts of this booklet are really vague and incomprehensible.

"You want to practice qi?"

Yu Wen approached Yu Yanke with a look of pity: "I really don't know what you think, you don't have to take the Yangguan Avenue of the family, you want to take such a single-plank bridge, and I thought that there were really people who didn't practice martial arts, but it turned out to be a dead brain." Holding such a yellowed booklet as a miracle that can be invincible in the world, do you really think that there are adventures everywhere in the world?"

Saying that, Yu Wen didn't wait for Yu Yanke to refute, and pointed at the center of his eyebrows, Yu Yanke stiffened, only to feel a domineering air flow coming from the center of his eyebrows, swimming in a large circle in his body, making him want to die before retreating.

"I didn't see that your kid has a bit of a strong muscle. Yu Wen said, "I led you around the meridians in your body just now, can you remember?"

How can I not remember that feeling?

Yu Yanke almost wanted to exit quietly, but forcibly held back and just nodded.

Seeing this, Yu Wen pointed at Yu Yanke's eyebrows again, this time, Yu Yanke clearly felt a bad breath, and he was shocked at the moment, and the severe pain entered his brain, Yu Yanke spurted out a large mouthful of dirty blood, and almost fainted in pain.

"The eyebrows are forcibly opened for you, you have to cherish them. Yu Wen said and left, but the slightly trembling hand showed that his state was really not as light as it appeared.

He didn't just seem to have clicked on Yu Yanke's tricks, his whole body became a little weaker.

Traces of cool air flowed from the center of his eyebrows to his whole body, and Yu Yanke was shocked, finally knowing what Yu Wen had done to him.

Yu Yanke hurriedly calmed down, felt it carefully, and tried to guide those air currents, according to the residual temperature where he traveled in his body, from beginning to end, without leaking at all.

A week later, Yu Yanke exhaled a big breath of turbidity, and he actually felt a little more energetic.

Yu Yanke thought that the place he didn't know in the booklet suddenly opened up, and then he remembered the legend of Wang Chunru's anger to the heavens, and he was immediately shocked, unprecedentedly shocked.

How short is the breath of the day this week, and even a week in one breath, how long and vast the breath can soar to the sky? Yu Yanke dare not imagine. At the very least, with his current breath, it is estimated that it is difficult to even move the sword.

Thinking of this, Yu Yanke looked at the pamphlet again, although Yu Wen flattened it worthless, but for Yu Yanke, now, it is the best thing.

Thinking of his ignorant and ridiculous actions, Yu Yanke only regretted it slightly, so he didn't think about it anymore, the road was chosen by himself, he always believed that God rewards hard work, although he left the family's method, it may not be that he can't really set foot on the martial arts!

Relatively speaking, as the core method of the Daomen, this thing is incredible, you know, the Daomen, from the beginning of the opening of the heavens and the earth, came into being, and has been passed down to the present, I don't know how many years have passed, from the era of ignorance, to the age of barbarism, and then to the present, the longevity of the Daomen has shown the strength of its core method.

It is possible that the divine guidance is the closest to the Dharma of Heaven and Earth, and there is no one.

Looking at the qi induction chapter again, Yu Yanke finally really understood it, and in a short time, he had already memorized the qi induction chapter completely.

One pass is all the way.

The breath introduction chapter has no meaning for him.

Put it away, Yu Yanke sat cross-legged, breathed out, and he really embarked on the road of practicing qi.

Nothing was said all night.

Time flies.

When Yu Yanke finished copying the book and left the Scripture Pavilion, two months had passed.

It is difficult to determine whether Yu Yanke is going to be punished or by chance, anyway, when he reappears, he has already learned seven out of thirty, his breath is rolling like thunder, and he has already achieved a little success in practicing qi.

There are one hundred and eight tricks around the person, all of them, and the first stage of the first stage of qi training will be successfully completed, if it is supplemented by the combat power that can match it, that is, martial arts, and the physique that can support this vast breath, then it is considered that the martial arts have entered the door.

The martial artists who can enter the stream, and the people of the rivers and lakes are respectfully called the little masters, which means that they have the strength to start a sect.

From this, it is enough to see the difficulty of getting started with martial arts.

Most of the rangers in the rivers and lakes are just embroidered legs, with empty shelves, and they don't enter the stream at all.

Martial arts, qi is the key to becoming a strong man, now, Yu Yanke has been practicing qi for two months, and he can be regarded as an amazing talent, you know, too many people are stuck under the threshold of this qi training, begging and not getting started, not to mention those poor people who can't even touch the threshold of qi training.

If Yu Yanke hadn't been cunning, it is estimated that he would have become one of the thousands of unknown people.

Thinking about it, Yu Yanke looked at the Scripture Pavilion behind him, and was very grateful to the person from the ancestral hall for no reason, and in a trance, he seemed to see the back of a certain young man.

Yu Yanke muttered to himself, as if he was vowing: If there is a difficulty, I will help it if I can.