Yuan Xiaogang looked at Wu Liang's leg and felt uncomfortable. He put his hand on Wu Liang's wound and used his internal force to heal Wu Liang's wound. Wu Liang lay on the master's couch and felt very steady. His leg rests on the master's lap. A wave of warmth spread from the legs. Wu Liang felt that his legs began to itch. He couldn't help but move his legs. Unexpectedly, Yuan Xiaogang's left hand pressed his leg. Wu Liang suddenly couldn't move.

"Master, it's so itchy!" Wu Liang sat up with his hands on the ground.

Yuan Xiaogang glanced at Wu Liang and did not speak. A person who heals the sick cannot speak casually. Yuan Xiaogang had been asleep for so long, and his skills had been damaged. Now he forcibly used his skills to heal his beloved apprentice, and he had overdrawn his internal strength. Wu Liang looked at the master for a long time, as if he understood something.

"Master, my leg will get better slowly!" Yuan Xiaogang smiled and took the credit. He lifted Wu Liang's pants and saw that Wu Liang's legs were already intact.

"My leg ......" Although Wu Liang knew that the master had this ability, he couldn't help but be taken aback. Yesterday his legs were red and swollen as thick as the tubers of the rubber trees in the potted plants outside the yard, and now even the long scar was gone.

"I'm tired. Yuan Xiaogang's hands were on his knees. Wu Liang knew that the master was going to practice and adjust, so he quietly walked out of the house.

"Yueying, my leg is healed!" Wu Liang reported the good news to Feng Yueying when he saw Feng Yueying bring the prepared dinner to the stone table.

"Really?" Feng Yueying was a little unconvinced. Wu Liang put his feet on the stone bench and pulled up his trousers.

"Is it the master?" Feng Yueying gently touched the place where Wu Liang had a scar. As a result, she found that Wu Liang's muscle layer was also slippery. The master is really remarkable. Feng Yueying sighed in her heart. Wu Liang watched Feng Yueying touch his legs. Not to mention how stinky and beautiful his heart is.

"Sister Yueying, is the meal ready?" Xiao Xin came in with lion fur.

"Oh! it's time to eat!" Feng Yueying straightened up naturally. Wu Liang put down his trouser leg and complained in his heart that it was not the right time for Xiao Xin to come.

Autumn is cooler at night. So Wu Liang and the others dispersed after eating. Wu Liang naturally went to the master's house to guard the master.

Yuan Xiaogang is still meditating. Wu Liang sorted out the book scores he had obtained in different spaces. Yuan Xiaogang opened his eyes and looked at Wu Liang's book on the ground.

"Wu Liang, go and open that cabinet. Yuan Xiaogang pointed to the door.

"Cabinets?" Wu Liang had never seen any cabinets in his master's room. But he saw it now. An antique half-human-tall cabinet came into view. How many secrets does the master have that I don't know? Wu Liang scratched his head and walked over.

Wu Liang opened the cabinet. He was pleasantly surprised to find that there were also three cowhides in the master's cabinet. He carefully took out the book, and then he closed the cabinet. At this moment, the cabinet disappeared before his eyes. Wu Liang's attention was on the book, so he didn't care about the cabinet.

Yuan Xiaogang arranged the books on the ground, and then he closed his eyes. A red glow appeared on his hand. A miracle happened. Wu Liang looked at those cowhides, and the remnants of the scores were all turning in circles in front of him. A yellow book score fell into Yuan Xiaogang's hands. Yuan Xiaogang handed him to Wu Liang.

"Master!" Wu Liang didn't understand what the master meant.

"You found the book, of course it's yours!" Yuan Xiaogang looked at Wu Liang with a smile.

"Master! What's mine is yours! Besides, I don't know any of the words on it, and you have to teach me. Wu Liang sat down beside the master. He didn't tell his master, but Bo Fei told him part of the content of the book.

"Okay!" Yuan Xiaogang also wanted to know the complete content of the book. He just understood his own few pages of research, that is, how to use internal force to repair wounds and other medical things.

"Go get pen and ink!" Although Yuan Xiaogang has been in modern society for many years, he still uses a brush when he writes. Wu Liang knew that the master was going to translate this book for himself. He hurried to his master's study. He remembered that his master rarely wrote. Just taught them twice. As a result, he was spoiled by himself. Wu Liang took a copy of the master's empty booklet, and then came to the master's room with the master's pen and ink.

Yuan Xiaogang wrote the first page, but Wu Liang still couldn't understand it. Yuan Xiaogang patiently explained to Wu Liang. Wu Liang practiced according to the master's narration. Three days later, a ring-shaped aura appeared above Wu Liang's head. And Yuan Xiaogang not only has a halo on his head, but also five round bright balls.

Xiao Xin was very surprised to see this scene outside the window, and the demon shadow sealed by Wu Liang in her body was about to move. It was fascinated by the magic of the book. So it's trying to break the seal.

Ten days later, Wu Liang's master and apprentice's skills had improved a lot. Yuan Xiaogang had already reached the top of the first layer. Wu Liang also reached half the level. Then they began to study the second page.

Wu Liang felt that his chest was clogged as he practiced. Suddenly, he spurted a mouthful of blood. And Yuan Xiaogang was also at a critical juncture at this time, and he couldn't take care of Wu Liang. Wu Liang fainted next to his master.

When he wakes up again. The master and Feng Yueying were both sitting beside him.

"Master!" Wu Liang sat up. His head was still a little dizzy.

"Wu Liang! open your mouth!" Feng Yueying paused and gave the lotus seed soup to Wu Liang. She fed it to Wu Liang. Wu Liang feels that he is really happy now.

"Master, what's wrong with me?" Wu Liang felt that he had completely followed the mantra that the master had said.

"Your skill is beyond your cultivation, that's why it's like this!" Yuan Xiaogang's explanation, Wu Liang still didn't understand.

"I don't understand!" Wu Liang rubbed his nose. He has always been straight in front of his master.

"Your internal strength has reached a very high level. Therefore, there is no obstacle when exercising. But when it comes to the critical juncture, you need your own long-term accumulated martial arts concept to control your body, suppress the damage caused by the air flow that damages you, and correctly guide your body qi to run on a certain track!"

Wu Liang scratched his head. He still didn't understand.

"It's that when the internal force you are running is suddenly blocked, you can break through the resistance and run better. If not, take another route. Otherwise, the human body will be damaged. Yuan Xiaogang directly said the problem that Wu Liang had encountered just now.

"Oh! I see. Wu Liang finally figured it out. If Feng Yueying wasn't around, he would have interrupted the master a long time ago. He will unceremoniously say: Just tell me what's going on!

"I'm leaving! you beware!" Feng Yueying took the bowl and left.

"Is it okay?" Yuan Xiaogang is a fan of martial arts.

"It should be fine. Wu Liang sat cross-legged. He knew that he couldn't keep up with his master now, so he would have to figure it out for himself in the future. In that case, I don't know how long I'm going to practice.

Wu Liang and his master Yuan Xiaogang practiced part of the day and night. A month later. They have practiced to the third level. Then, Yuan Xiaogang told Wu Liang that he needed to stop for a while. Wu Liang also wanted to go out and let off steam. As soon as the master finished speaking, he was gone. Yuan Xiaogang's words were not finished yet? He looked at the door and sighed. When will Wu Liang's temperament be changed?

Wu Liang went to Feng Yueying's house with a smoke. Feng Yueying is squeezing juice. Wu Liang suddenly hugged her behind her.

Feng Yueying was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect Wu Liang to come.

"Don't make a fuss!" Feng Yueying poured the juice into the cup and handed it to Wu Liang, who let go.

"How do you know it's me?" Wu Liang asked rhetorically.

Feng Yueying's face flushed. She knew Wu Liang's body odor as soon as she smelled it, but how could she say that?

"Who would be so unscrupulous. Feng Yueying poured the remaining half of the juice into the cup and drank it all.