"I see that although you are upright, you have no strength in your body, and you are obviously a weak scholar. Okay, I'll teach you a pile today. ”

"Standing on the pile, is that so?" Ye Cheng lifted the hem of his robe and squatted on the "Mangniu Powerful Pile", which was the most widely practiced in Qingzhou. With his hands arched, his head buried in his shoulders, and his legs bent, he was like a bull struggling in the field.

Ye Xue chuckled: "Hehehe-martial arts practice is not as good as martial arts practice, what is important is to understand heaven and earth, and finally heaven and man sympathize and embark on the road of cultivation." It's not just about practicing martial arts, it's about spirit! Your frame is standing well, but this reckless bull is suitable for five big and three rough men. Look!" Ye Xue shook and appeared next to a big tree surrounded by two people. Ye Xue waved his right hand and pulled it, and cut out a half-human-high stump from the bottom of the pine tree.

"Hold!" As soon as Ye Xue's voice fell, Ye Cheng only felt a strong force in his arms, and it was Ye Xue who threw the big stump into Ye Cheng's chest.

With a "bang", the wooden stake squatted down with Ye Cheng. This stump is clearly three or four hundred catties! Ye Xue gently spit out three words: "Pick it up." When Ye Cheng heard it, he did it honestly, and he used his old nose to do it, but he didn't see the slightest movement in this case.

Ye Xue walked up to Ye Cheng and posed: "Look." ”

Between Ye Cheng, Ye Xue hugged her hands, her legs bent, and her body bent down in a special posture, as if she had a big tree in her arms.

"Get up!" Ye Cheng only heard Ye Xue's voice fall, only to feel a tremor under his feet! Could it be that Ye Xue pulled up a 10,000-pound tree? Ye Cheng opened his eyes vigorously and saw that Ye Xue's arms were clearly empty. I saw Ye Xue's body slowly squatting down again, until Ye Xue's movements stopped, and the tremor on the ground finally stopped.

"You try. ”

Hearing Ye Xue's words, Ye Cheng divided his feet, tied his hands, and half-squatted down, and a stump that looked like it came out. "Is that so?"

Ye Xue didn't speak, just watched, Ye Chengzhu stood for less than a cup of tea, and his legs were already swinging. Rao is a weak scholar who Ye Cheng thinks is not powerless, and his face is also pale at this moment.

Ye Xue opened his mouth and said: "You just saw the shape in your brain, but your body didn't understand it. When the manpower is exhausted, the mountains are powerful, and you must know that the power of the earth under your feet is infinite. ”

Ye Xue broke off a branch from the pine tree and said, "Take off your shoes and stand for me." ”

Hearing Ye Xue's request, Ye Cheng didn't care about the ice and snow, took off his shoes, and showed his big feet. When I stepped on the snow, I felt that my blood was about to freeze.

The moment Ye Xue stood up on Ye Cheng's pile, the branch in her hand quickly clicked on Ye Cheng's toes. Ye Cheng only felt a pain in a few of his toes, and then grabbed the earth in a mysterious posture! A wave of heat was drawn from the earth, spread throughout Ye Cheng's body, and radiated from the pores, Ye Cheng didn't feel how cold the snow was at this time.

"This pile, called the Mixed Yuan Pile, is the result of the martial arts ancestors observing the action of the powerful demon ape pulling up the ancient Xuansong in the ancient wilderness, and it is the most effective way to exercise strength. You go back to practice first, and I'll wait for you here in half a month. Ye Xue said and drifted away.

Ye Cheng was still in place, carefully feeling the movements of his toes, it was this peculiar posture that allowed him to grasp the earth and draw strength. It wasn't until I was sure that I had memorized the way the pile stood that I left excitedly.

This mixed yuan pile method is really amazing, Ye Cheng leaves home early every morning and goes up the mountain, and he doesn't feel tired after standing for an hour. Every day, when I was reading and eating, I couldn't help but stand up for the pile method, and finally between walking, my toes were constantly adjusting to the posture of the mixed pile.

Mother Ye saw Ye Cheng's behavior every day, and this day changed to discuss with Ye's father: "Didn't my son see something unclean?"

"Strange power!" Although Father Ye was puzzled in his heart, he only felt that Ye Cheng was just studying hard and getting into obstacles, and he had a similar situation before the township examination that year, and it would be fine in a few days. However, Ye's mother was still a little worried, and secretly went to the ancestral hall to put a few pillars of incense on the ancestors, hoping that the ancestors would bless Ye Cheng from being fascinated by the charm.

In a blink of an eye, half a month had passed, and it was time to meet Ye Xue as promised. Ye Cheng didn't wear shoes at all that day, and ran up the mountain all the way to the mountain by stepping on the mixed yuan pile.

Ye Xue appeared in the pine forest again, as before. Seeing Ye Cheng's appearance, Ye Xue nodded: "You are very good, God rewards diligence, and martial arts cultivation is related to you." ”

When Ye Cheng heard Ye Xue's comment, he was overjoyed: "Sister, but you want to teach me to practice?"

Ye Xue's expression remained unchanged, Ye Cheng was gloomy when he saw it, and thought: "Sister Ye Xue said that martial arts cultivation is related to me, but she didn't say that I have a fate to practice with her, is there any test that can't be done?" Ye Cheng was not mistaken, Ye Xue also saw that Ye Cheng had a good temperament, and he didn't mind passing on a trick and a half, and he didn't have the idea of accepting apprentices.

Just when Ye Cheng's mind was full of thoughts, Ye Xue asked, "Let me ask you, what is martial arts cultivation?"

Ye Cheng was about to open his mouth when he heard this question, but he couldn't think of how to describe it in his mind. His mouth was half open, but he couldn't speak, so he could only shake his head, looking at Ye Xue with shame and expectation.

Ye Xue opened her mouth, her eyes looked into the distance, and with a look of reminiscence, she opened her mouth: "In the wild years, demons are rampant, and the human race is newborn, and it is difficult. There have been the Eastern Emperor, the Wa Emperor, and the Xuanyuan Emperor, who practiced the method of fighting and killing from the demons, comprehended the avenue from heaven and earth, and passed down the martial arts classics. The Three Emperors killed countless demon lords and demon lords, and then the human race swept away the universe, and the demons retreated. Until Emperor Yu Dingding, the human race was governed. However, there are also tyrannical kings such as the Emperor of the People, who have been assassinated many times by martial arts practitioners, and the Emperors of the Emperor have all died violently on the throne of the Emperor of the People. The emperor died violently, and the princes rose up. It wasn't until Li Laojun passed on the law that the Confucian saint was born and killed the tyrant of the Bai clan, and after the great determination of human morality, the martial arts fell silent. ”

Hearing what Ye Xue said, Ye Cheng's heart was shocked: "Sister Ye Xue's complaint, how can there be such a big difference with what the sage has said? In the era of the Three Emperors, wasn't the immortal master teaching the law, and his disciples led the human race to plant in spring and harvest in autumn, and fishermen and woods to cultivate and read, so as to feed the human race itself and get rid of the wild nature?

"The human race has never been the luck of the Heavenly Dao, and under the Heavenly Dao, it is just constantly proving that it has the strength to survive on this land. It's ridiculous that those so-called immortals are constantly tampering with the original spirit of the human race. Today's human emperor has also become the 'Son of Heaven'. The human race has only been peaceful for 10,000 years, and the martial arts practice is now almost a classic, and it is so rare that it is not the same. (To be continued.) )