"Son, do you want to rest for a while?" the Bull Demon King asked with concern when he saw the red boy's tiredness. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Daddy," said the red boy, who sat down on the ground with his back against the stone wall, panting, and wiping the sweat from his face with his sleeve, "how do I feel like I'm about to suffocate? ”

"Son, after walking for so long, the path is winding, in fact, we have reached the underground of Basho Cave, where the natural air is thin. Just stick to it. "The Bull Demon King's face is not red, his heart is not beating, and there is nothing wrong at all.

The red boy stood up against the stone wall, slowed down slightly, and then continued to walk forward.

The torches hanging on the stone wall flickered faintly, flickering and flickering, flickering and flickering, like ghosts and ghosts, and like crazy beasts. The shadows of the Bull Demon King and the Red Boy slowly moved on the stone wall, in a trance, like a silent silent movie.

"Son, we're almost there, come on!" the Bull Demon King followed behind the red boy and gave him encouragement.

The red boy raised his head, which he felt weighed a thousand pounds at the moment, and took a deep look, and in the dim scene, he found that the two fluorescent light spots in front of him had become larger and clearer, and he secretly said in his heart, what the Daddy Bull Demon King said should be there.

Five meters, three meters......

He was getting closer and closer to the point of light, and he was already physically exhausted and had difficulty breathing, but he still held on.

Two meters, one meter......

Soon, fast, until his hand touched a cold, smooth object, he showed a relaxed smile.

The rough black stone door was embedded with two large glowing beads. The Bull Demon King had set up a formation here with a drop of his true blood before, so only he, Princess Iron Fan, and Red Boy could enter and exit at will.

The Bull Demon King took the red boy's hand and pushed open the stone door directly and entered, it was really another village, who would have thought that compared with the dim and depressed outside the door, there was a different scene inside.

Sandalwood is the beam, a few candles, the medicinal fragrance lingers, the flowers are fragrant, the jewels are beautiful, and the jasper is connected.

There are carved flowers like a picturesque building, and there is a flowing stream like a swimming dragon below.

"Son, look, this is our family's underground palace, was it shocked all of a sudden?" The Bull Demon King touched the red boy's brain, and it was difficult to hide a little pride in his tone.

It was the first time for Red Boy to see such a spacious and exquisite underground palace, and he was half tired, he walked to a tall wooden shelf, and his fingers caressed the various books related to cultivation on it, and the slightest expectation welled up in his heart.

"Daddy," the red boy was a little impatient, he stared into the eyes of the Bull Demon King, his eyes were full of hope, "You can teach me quickly!"

When the Bull Demon King heard this, he secretly said in his heart: I didn't expect his son Red Boy to be so studious and will become a talent in the future. He paused, looked happy, and said, "Come, Daddy will teach you now." ”

The Bull Demon King walked to the center of the underground palace, and the red boy ran over with joy and stood in front of the Bull Demon King in a proper manner.

The Bull Demon King had a serious face, cleared his throat first, and then said like a teacher: "Today, we will start to study the Golden Bull Immortal Gong. There are a total of 9981 postures in this set of exercises, and we will learn the first 20 postures first. Now, let's take a look at the first pose. Son, you follow me. ”

I saw that the Bull Demon King put on a strange posture: his legs were slightly bent, his waist was leaned back, his arms were raised, and he grabbed two horns of the bull.

The red boy snorted and laughed. The Bull Demon King asked sharply, "Son, what are you laughing at?

"Sir, what should I do if I don't have horns?"

"Uh. The Bull Demon King was stumped by Red Boy's question, he looked Red Boy up and down several times, and finally said lightly: "Then you can grab the two buns on your head." ”

"Huh?!" the red boy said in surprise. He didn't dare to imagine how stupid he must have been when he grabbed his hair in a bun.

"Ahh

The red boy had no choice but to do so. So, he bent his legs slightly, leaned his back back, and grabbed the two bulbous buns on his head with his hands.

"yes, that's a good boy. The action is very standard, not bad!" "The Bull Demon King saw the posture of the red child, his face was calm, and he actually laughed in his heart: Hehe, look at you and I don't laugh at me, your current posture is even more stupid.

After a while, the Bull Demon King taught Red Boy a few more postures. As a result, each of these poses is more hilarious than the other, either putting your feet on the tip of your nose or letting your head go around your crotch. In the opinion of Red Boy, these movements are not difficult, a bit similar to modern yoga, and those with a little better flexibility can do it.

"What do you think?" asked the Bull Demon King after teaching the seventeenth pose.

The red boy stretched and replied nonchalantly, "Daddy, these poses are too simple to be challenging at all. ”

"Hehe, you want to be challenging?" the corners of the Bull Demon King's mouth twitched slightly, "Then let's learn the eighteenth pose." ”

After the Bull Demon King finished speaking, he took a difficult pose. This pose is different from the previous seventeen postures, the previous ones, mainly to achieve a purpose of relaxing the muscles and bones, and this posture requires the hands and feet to be completely in a state of tension before it can be completed. It's not yoga this time, it's just desperate!

The red boy posed in this position, feeling that his hands and feet were about to break, and the feeling could only be described in four words--the pain was unbearable! However, he did not intend to give up, and still gritted his teeth and persisted.

"Good job! Come on, the more painful it is, the more effective!" the Bull Demon King shouted loudly and vigorously beside him, his expression like a football fan seeing that the team he was supporting was about to shoot.

The red boy bit his lip with his front teeth, and the lip flap was bitten alive, leaving a little blood. A few beads of sweat the size of beans dripped straight down, easily sliding down his cheeks, eventually wetting his shirt.

"Don't let up! just hold on for a quarter of an hour!" the Bull Demon King shouted menacingly, replacing the big bull face with a poker face. If he can travel to modern times, he will definitely be a ruthless military training qualified instructor.

Red Boy had no strength to speak, and he had to rely on his own perseverance to survive such a long quarter of an hour. The Bull Demon King stood aside with his arms folded, staring at the red boy tightly.

A quarter of an hour passed, and the Bull Demon King put his hands behind his back and said, "Okay, child, you can rest for a while." As soon as the words fell, the red boy's whole body fell to the ground like a noodle, posing with the word "big".

"Child, are you tired?" the Bull Demon King asked with a little distress bent down.

The red boy looked at the enlarged cow face in front of him, his lips twitched, he couldn't speak, and it took a long time to squeeze out one word: "tired".

"It's good to be tired, that means that this body refining technique has worked," the Bull Demon King changed the poker version of the bull's face, smiled with relief, and the originally sharp cold light in his eyes warmed up, "After a while, let's continue." You still have two more poses to learn. ”

The red boy was expressionless, lying quietly on the cold ground, looking at the beautiful beams, without saying a word. He recalled a campus military training he had attended in his previous life.

It was about to enter the first year of high school, and in the middle of summer in August, the sun was very hot. A middle-aged instructor has to make them stand in the sun every day, day and night, and they can't move around, even if the bird poop falls on their heads, they have to endure the smell of it in embarrassment. Otherwise, another half hour will be added. During the military training, the instructor's words were holy decrees, which were more effective than his own father and mother, he let him stand, no one dared to squat, he let him rest, no one dared to stand upright, even if he cruelly asked everyone to run a short marathon, no one dared to complain. However, such an instructor who is not very popular with everyone because of his strictness, when he is about to leave after training for half a month, everyone is still a little reluctant.

I remember that he often said: "Sweat is also a part of life, and we should cherish it too." ”

"Son, it's time to learn the next pose!" the Bull Demon King's low roar pulled the red boy back from his thoughts.

It can be said that the next two postures, no matter which one of them, made the red boy sweat in pain, and the clothes he just changed in the shower today also exuded a smoky smell of sweat. Even so, he did not complain, his eyes were resolute, and his heart was firm.

He believes that sweat is not in vain, pain is not in vain, and everything has a meaning for existence.

The Bull Demon King looked at the red boy who worked so hard, and naturally felt sorry for his baby son, but he wouldn't show it too obviously, because he was afraid that the red boy would be proud. Like all fathers in the world, he expresses his love with harshness.