After the boy left, the place was calm again, but there was an additional wooden monument. The regular script on it reads: the tomb of the blind Taoist of the teacher.

Square and square, into the wood three points.

It turned out that the boy used a reader's pen, but it was a wooden core that was cut into the shape of a pen. It's just that the boy is too realistic, and even Senior Sister Qi, who is closest to the boy, didn't see any clues.

The eyes are worn like a tree, and the edge is as sharp as a cone.

I don't know how the boy used such a pen to write so many runes on the rune paper.

As soon as Zhang Ping returned to his house, he hesitated for a long time before taking out the thin ancient book. As soon as Zhang Ping knew that the uncle didn't like him, he knew it when he first met this uncle in the town. Even the young man knows the reason, his master has never accepted apprentices in his life, just to pursue the avenue, and in the end he made an exception to accept himself, but he can't take over his mantle, and if he is himself, I'm afraid he will not like it. So the boy didn't have the slightest resentment about it.

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Just where the young man had just left, the middle-aged Taoist didn't know when he would go and return. Or maybe they never left?

The Taoist from the distant mountains looked at the extra wooden tablet in front of his senior brother's tomb, and looked down at a jade hosta in his hand. If the boy is here, he will definitely be able to recognize that this is the hairpin that his master uses to tie his hair on weekdays.

The Taoist thought of his senior brother's past demeanor, and couldn't help but ask in a deep voice, "Senior brother, is it worth it?"

Of course, the middle-aged Daoist's question could not be answered, only the cold wind came from the north, and when it was about to approach the Daoist and the small earthen bag, it was like hitting a majestic mountain, shattered.

The cold wind was bitter around, and the dead leaves that had escaped the whipping of the autumn wind were shivering in the harsher winter wind until they could not bear it anymore and fell suddenly.

The Taoist stayed here for a while, and then left with his hands, but the green hosta in his hand turned into a green leaf at some point, in the winter sun, the veins were clear, and there seemed to be a halo circulating in it, which was quite magical. And the leaves are more vibrant than the dead leaves around them.

After the Taoist left, the cold wind seemed to be a little less fearful, and it became more and more raging, and the few dead leaves finally couldn't withstand the whipping, and they fell one after another, piling up dead leaves all over the ground.

Only within three zhang of the tomb as the center, there is not a single leaf, which seems to indicate that in this tomb with only one wooden tablet, the burial must not be an ordinary person.

There are Taoist priests in heaven and earth, and the eyes are blind and the heart is not blind!

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The cover of the ancient thin book is actually a boxing book, on the book - ten Kai two words, the word as it intended, the whole boxing book is like the calligraphy in the ten Kai body in the general fist is strong, magnificent, belongs to the straight fist. And its source is indeed related to calligraphy, the author of this boxing book was originally a scholar surnamed Liu, who was determined to gain fame in the examination, bowed to the temple, but the temple was mostly a fly camp dog Gou generation, which made the original want to show some ambition of the reader suffered, and finally angry by Wen Congwu, just by a pair of fists to play out of the fame, and this boxing book is the product of his combination of calligraphy and boxing.

For these teenagers do not know, but there is one thing that the teenager understands, that is, this boxing book is precious and abnormal, not to mention how exquisite its boxing method is, just the font is not ordinary people can write, and the teenager can even feel the writer's indomitable momentum when writing. When the young man followed the Taoist to walk the world, he had seen a lot of calligraphy masters' pen and ink, some of which can also be said to be exquisite and wonderful, but the young man always felt that there was something missing, until he saw his master's handwriting, the young man knew that the lack of things was a kind of mysterious and mysterious potential. Perhaps only the blind Taoist can be compared with the scholar surnamed Liu, but the two are not all the way. The momentum of the scholar surnamed Liu is a kind of momentum that goes straight on the avenue, and the momentum of his own master is the general trend of daring to be the first in the world.

There are teenagers today, and they know the situation when they see the words!

Just seeing his words, Zhang Pingyi had a good impression of this scholar surnamed Liu, after all, the person who can write such words must be a fair and upright person. The young man has always trusted his own intuition, such as when he was five years old, when he felt that he was about to die, the blind Taoist priest who stretched out his hand to him, and then the senior sister Qi who liked to touch his head, and even the senior uncle who didn't like himself but still gave him a boxing book.

Some people always make people want to be close.

In the world of teenagers, the sun and the moon alternate, and the breeze blows.

Zhang Ping read the boxing book in a very short time, and remembered most of it, but just like usual, the teenager's memory is too good, but the physical fitness is too poor, this is like a one-year-old child who watched the adults walk and remembered all the details, but due to physical conditions, he couldn't stand up.

The boy wrote down the whole book, and then set up a fist pile in the house on the spot, and the result was just like what the boy thought, he realized it, but his body was more than a beat slower, this feeling was like a person with a prosthetic leg, far less flexible than ordinary people, if it was someone else, I am afraid it would have collapsed a long time ago, but the boy has been like this since he was a child, and he has long been used to it, still controlling his body to run towards the expected trajectory, punch after punch.

Zhang Pingyi once heard Master praise a passage written by a Confucian sage that has been passed down through the ages: Those who have achieved great things in ancient times are not only supernatural talents, but also have perseverance. And he was full of praise for it, praising that only a true gentleman can write such an accessible sentence. Zhang Ping felt like it when he heard this sentence on the side, and when he understood the meaning of this sentence, the young man liked it more and more, and even respected the Confucian sage of the Su family who said this.

It is true that the great truths of the world have been said by readers.

The teenager is immersed in the understanding and use of fists, but ignores the perception of the outside world, generally speaking, this situation rarely appears in the teenager, and the experience of breaking into the rivers and lakes makes the teenager extremely sensitive to the outside world.

But firstly, the young man is not in the rivers and lakes under the mountain, but a Taoist sect, of course, there is no danger at all, and secondly, he lives in his master's mansion, which is a separate courtyard, which is far away from the residence of a group of disciples on the mountainside, and no one comes here except Senior Sister Qi on weekdays, so he doesn't have to worry about being peeped at, so the young man puts all his mind into practicing boxing.

As everyone knows, there was a little thief outside the door at this time, this little thief, was inadvertently playing here, but after coming to this mansion, he found that there was no one in the memory of the abandoned house, I don't know when the couplet was pasted, the door god, and two bright red lanterns were hung, which made Xie Baoling, who had some memories of the customs under the mountain, much more interesting than reading the scriptures, so the girl surnamed Xie who was very playful looked around, and found that there was no one around, so she turned into a thief over the wall, found a low wall, used both hands and feet, and turned into the wall with three times and five divided by two。

Xie Baoling climbed into the wall and found that there was no one, so he tiptoed towards the second courtyard, until he came to the bedroom where Zhang Ping practiced boxing, and finally found someone Xie Baoling secretly came to the door, and quietly looked into the house through the crack in the door, only to see that there was a young man dressed in a different style from the sect in the house, who was standing on the pile in a strange posture, and then kept punching the air, but every time the boy punched, he was like a marionette, and he was restrained, and the punch that should have been thrown out was always two beats slower, which looked awkward and even a little funny, which made the peeping Xie Baoling forget that he had sneaked in, and laughed out loud。

With the sound of this sudden laughter, Zhang Ping woke up from his meditation in an instant, and then looked in the direction of the door, and then saw a small head full of pigtails, Xie Baoling was stunned, Zhang Pingyi was also stunned, the two of them looked at each other for three seconds, and then accompanied by a scream that made the teenager feel piercing, Xie Baoling turned his head and ran, looking at the speed, it was not at all like the speed that only a seven or eight-year-old little girl could have, even Zhang Pingyi was a little stunned, who knew that the little girl may have really been frightened by the teenager, just when she was about to run out of the second yard, she didn't know what was mixed with it, so she lay on the ground, and then quickly got up, didn't care about the dust on the new clothes he just changed today, and didn't return from the same way, but ran away from the door faster than just now, and ran away as soon as he slipped away from the smoke, Zhang Pingyi, who was watching, couldn't help but shake his head. Then the boy walked to the place where the girl fell, picked up an embroidered shoe that the girl on the ground had no time to pick up, and couldn't help but think that the girl could run so fast without a shoe?

Zhang Pingyi, who sat back at the table, touched the back of his head and admonished himself, "Zhang Pingyi, Zhang Pingyi, no matter what you do in the future, you still have to keep a snack." ”

Zhang Ping didn't go out much for two days in a row, staying in his own yard to practice boxing, for fear that the girl with pigtails peeping at her own boxing would come back to pick up her shoes but couldn't find anyone, but for two days in a row, except for her sister Qi Mengyao, who came over from time to time to eat and drink, no girls, including adults, came here to ask for embroidered shoes, which made the teenager really a little puzzled, so he thought about waiting for another day, and no one would come to pick it up after a day, so he didn't wait anymore.

As everyone knows, after Xie Baoling fled from Zhang Ping's mansion that day, he ran from Zhang Ping's house on the mountain peak to his own house on another mountain peak without stopping, and I don't know how the girl had such explosive power and endurance?

And the girl is closing her eyes to recuperate The master saw the girl covered in dust and panting and running away, sighed slightly, quite a headache, although his own disciple is still young, but the talent is extremely high, but this temperament and character are not at all subtle and dignified that ordinary girls should have, it is really playful, not idle for a moment.

The girl was originally the head of the sect Yuan Qing Halal Jun in the early years, personally out of the mountain, before he was born to receive it under the door, and personally gave the name Bao Ling, and so on until it grew up, it was taken to the sect, because the head of the retreat before the special confession, this woman is the root of the sect's great prosperity, must be treated carefully, so the girl was arranged under the head of the sect, to say that Xie Baoling is really worthy of being praised by the head of the sect as the root of the rise and fall of a sect, its understanding of the Lingbao lineage of the practice of the heart is really a thousand miles a day, so that a group of old guys in the sect are not only ashamed, sighing that heaven is unfairIt's just that Xie Baoling has been stubborn and abnormal since he was a child, and he has used his ten points of spirit to play, which is to make the pillars of the sect, including his master, stare at him, but he is helpless, he can't beat and scold, and in the end he can only let it be natural, and his age is still young, as long as he completes his daily homework, she will play. Therefore, the girl has been here for more than three years, and she has already transferred the Lingbao Sect many times, and the area of the entire Lingbao Sect is unknown, and it is not surprising that the girl has such strong endurance over time.