The north of the city is a large number of houses, since it is a residence, there must be all kinds of shops, but it is different from the commercial gathering place in the south of the city, the shops in the north of the city are mainly engaged in food, juggling, clothing, etc., which provides better convenience for the people of the city, that is to say, if you want to buy daily necessities, you don't have to go to the south of the city. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info north of the city is a lively place, during the period of the three religions and nine streams, the Central Plains came to pan for gold, the cattle and sheep lost on the Beiban grassland, and a group of subordinate families hired by engineers and warehouse officials all lived here.

Tea brick tea is indispensable in the Beiban grassland, perennial eating of beef and mutton will cause harm to the body, so the use of the Central Plains tea soaked in water to solve all kinds of problems caused by greasy spread in the grassland like a gust of wind. Therefore, there were a lot of tea merchants gathered in the industrial city, all of them merchants, who transported tea from the south and brought back the cattle and sheepskins, which became the easiest way to make money. However, the teahouses scattered all over the Central Plains were difficult to flourish in the Beiban, for the simple reason that the Beiban people did not have the habit of chatting while drinking tea.

However, in recent years, the residents of Gongcheng have discovered that there is a Li Kee Teahouse, which is very unusual and has excellent business, and it is often difficult to find one. It turned out that this Boss Li found a reason for the Northern Barbarians to be willing to sit down and drink tea, in fact, it was very simple, Boss Li set up a stage in the middle of the teahouse, and introduced the common singing and storytelling in the Central Plains into the teahouse, and the result was that the money was rolling, and the people agreed that the threshold for Boss Li to do business was too fine.

Li Kee Teahouse posted detailed notices, singing every morning, playing tricks at noon, and telling stories in the afternoon, repeatedly, all year round. Therefore, those who want to listen to the opera always go to the teahouse to drink tea in the morning, and the best way to watch the tricks is to go at noon, and those who listen to the story can only go in the afternoon. This morning, noon and evening three comparisons, the business is the best, and the largest flow of people is the storytelling in the afternoon.

It is said that this storyteller has been in the teahouse for two years, and he always introduces himself to others that his name is Yao An, and he is actually a scholar in the Central Plains, so everyone calls him Yao Xiucai. Everyone likes to listen to him tell the story, but the content of the story is inevitably repeated, and it is mostly the rise and fall of several generations of dynasties in the Central Plains, which is nothing more than the story of the virtuous king, the fierce general, the wise man, and the capable minister. After a long time, few people are still willing to listen to the rise and fall of the dynasty, and they have coaxed him to talk about the land of fireworks, and he can always arrange a few fresh stories, and the most interesting are those passers-by who come and go from north to south for a short time, and the locals have almost heard it many times.

On the stage, there were a wave of plays, artists and gentlemen, using eighteen kinds of martial arts, trying their best to amuse everyone; the guests in the audience were basically groups of three or five, some of them had a table, and some people had two pots of good tea for a table and a chair. The abacus of the shopkeeper in the teahouse crackles all day long, the busier he is, the happier he becomes, and his face is always a grinning face. The guys are different, they can't be busy at all, let alone listen to people's stories, and the guys shuttle back and forth, some add tea and water, some deliver snacks and snacks, some help the guests to give rewards, and help the guests buy food on their behalf.

Recently, there is a new teenage boy in the teahouse, his hands and feet are clean and neat, and he does not drag his work, but there is a little difference from other guys, he always comes to work in the teahouse every afternoon, it is said that he only needs a very small salary, or even no money, but he likes to listen to the storyteller on the stage to tell the story of the day in the north and south. Every time Yao Xiucai came down from the stage to perform, the new guys were always the first to lead them backstage, smiling diligently, mixing tea and pouring water. After going back and forth, the new guy actually established a friendship with Yao Xiucai. The young man always helped Yao Xiucai do what he could, and even took the initiative to help him get the reward money, convey the books ordered by the guests, and so on. Yao Xiu's talent is extremely limited to give back to the young man, or he may not be able to find any effective way at all.

Yao Xiucai carefully observed the appearance of the young man and found that this young man named Azule was more like a native of the Central Plains. Azule didn't hide it, he just said that he was an apprentice of the Cast Iron Division, and he could only cast iron to refine swords, and he didn't understand the Central Plains script, but although he grew up in the Northern Barbarians, after all, he was from the Central Plains, and maybe one day by chance, he happened to be able to go to the Central Plains to see, which was also his life's wish. Therefore, under the young man's unintentional disclosure, Yao Xiucai began to teach him to know a few Central Plains characters every now and then. But what surprised Yao Xiucai even more was that the young man's literacy speed was too fast, and he often only needed to teach it once, and he would never forget it no matter how long he could say and write.

In his spare time, Azule, a second-year apprentice of the Iron Casting Division, became a young man in the teahouse. The young man Azule learned the Central Plains script from Yao Xiucai over time, and it can be easily written, and now that he has entered the door, he can completely rely on his own hard study to improve his mastery of the Central Plains script. Azule didn't leave immediately, and still came to the teahouse every afternoon to help. Yao Xiucai couldn't see it, he taught him some Central Plains characters casually, and Azule continued to stay in the teahouse as a young man out of gratitude, so if he continued like this, he could no longer teach him, so Yao Xiucai suggested to Asule that he didn't need to be a teahouse boy in the future. Azule is a grateful person at first, and he can't show too much utilitarianism, so he just gradually reduces the frequency of coming to the teahouse to help, and still comes to the teahouse to help from time to time, and as always, he likes to listen to books, and by the way, he doesn't forget to ask for some difficult words and sentences.

Not only did he have to complete the apprenticeship task of the Cast Iron Division, but he also had to go to the teahouse to be a young man, and more importantly, he had to digest the Central Plains characters that he had to learn every day, and finally had a harvest. The pay and the gain are always equal, although the depression is very hard and the ruthlessness is not shown, but the introductory exercises in the dream can be easily written.

Half a year later, when he couldn't see his five fingers, and in the dead of night, Azule took out the pen and paper that Yao Xiucai gave him, connected the bits and pieces of memories in his mind, and wrote this practice method: "Sit cross-legged and calm your heart, relax and be natural." The lips and teeth are lightly closed, and the breathing is slow. The hands must be firm, the eyes must be level, and the divine light must be gathered to reach the heart of heaven. Enter the mud pellet and descend to the air pockets. If it exists, it is not used diligently. The dantian is warm, and the kidneys are like soup. Qi leads the veins, refining one's own merits".

Azule was overjoyed, but then the question came again, what are "Tianxin" and "Mud Pills"? Where are they? Practicing martial arts is usually a master with an apprentice, but if he doesn't have a master here, he can't go to a master. What should I do? To learn this exercise, what bothers me now is that no one leads me into the door, and what is the magic of this exercise, and whether it will help you, and how can you find and practice the martial arts that are compatible with the practice just because you only have the exercises?