The pear blossoms are thousands of points white, and the spring rain is cold.

The raindrops are not big, like a crystal clear note, ticking on the children's bodies, jumping happily;

The rain was not heavy, but it was cold.

The concentrated cultivation on the martial arts arena of Chiyan Mountain Villa did not stop because of the sudden visit of raindrops, and dozens of teenage boys and girls were like wheat seedlings awakened by the rain, holding their heads high, trying to show their strength and desire to grow up.

The head of the sect, Xiao Tianxin, was as unsmiling as usual, his tall body and stern expression were like a big mountain standing in the rain, which made the children both reverent and intimidated when looking up.

Xiao Tianxin is the busiest person in Chiyan Villa.

He is the acting owner of the villa, the chief elder of the villa, and the coach of the villa's children. Xiao Tianxin is a good owner in the eyes of the people of the villa, he is decisive and capable, shrewd and capable, he must do what he says, he must do what he does, and the affairs of the villa are handled in an orderly manner, and everyone is convinced.

In the eyes of the elders, he is a good colleague, he is high but not powerful, open-minded, approachable, never arbitrary, always discuss with the elders when encountering problems, and learn from others. Even if there is a conflict of opinion, it is a dispute with reason, and there will be no red neck and black face.

Only in the eyes of the children, he is not an amiable coach, in the teaching he always looks like he hates iron but not steel, and he can't wait to stuff all the knowledge he teaches into the children's brains, so that they can grow up instantly.

As the saying goes, a strict teacher produces a high apprentice, under Xiao Tianxin's strict training, these good seedlings began to thrive, and several people reached the peak of the spiritual realm. Xiao Tianxin saw it in his eyes and was happy in his heart, because he had a dream that in his lifetime, he must restore the grand occasion of Chiyan Villa, which attracted worldwide attention more than a hundred years ago.

Today, Xiao Tianxin taught the children to refine their bodies, and suddenly it rained during the training, and the children secretly rejoiced in their hearts, thinking that this boring refining class was about to end.

Who knew that the coach did not have the slightest intention of leaving the class, but after figuring out the children's thoughts, he became more severe, and he shouted sharply: "Hold your chest up and raise your head, and show some martial arts appearance! A little drizzle will make you like a turtle with a shrunken head, how can you cultivate in the future? How strong can you be? My Great Chu Kingdom respects martial arts, and only those who are strong in martial arts can get ahead, and those who are mediocre in martial arts can only do things that were originally done by coolies at the bottom." Your future depends on your present penance, children, and I ask you now, are you willing to be a hegemon who looks down on the world, or are you willing to be a vulnerable ant?"

"Overlord!"

The children's enthusiasm was instantly activated by Xiao Tianxin, and they shouted in unison to become strong. Immediately afterwards, Xiao Tianxin shouted again: "There is no shortcut to cultivating martial arts, only penance can speed up your growth process and make yourself gradually stronger." Do the children know that our martial artists refine their bodies, qi, and martial arts, and ultimately what makes us the strongest in our final cultivation?"

"Of course, the body is the best, other people's fists hit yourself like tickling, and your own punch will knock others to the Ziyang Mausoleum and get out!"

The first to answer was Xiao Tianxin's second son Xiao Wen, who was strong and burly, with bulging muscles all over his body, like a twisted branch on a tree trunk, and the children gave him the nickname Xiao Rourou. Although he is thirteen years old, he is born with divine power, so although he is now a nine-fold spiritual realm, a martial artist in the one-fold Meng True Realm may not be able to beat him.

Xiao Wen's words made the children laugh, and they suddenly felt that this usually strict head of the school had become kind today, so many children opened the conversation and scrambled to answer the question.

"Qi refining is the right way, in the face of a high realm, all strong bodies are paper tigers. Brother Meat, if you fight with your father, I guarantee that he will beat you to the Ziyang Mausoleum with one finger!"

Chu Qiong was articulate, and before the words fell, it caused laughter, and Xiao Wen also shyly poked his head and smirked.

At this time, Zhu Taiyu continued: "I think martial arts can make up for the lack of realm, and cultivating martial arts to the strongest can completely destroy the withering and decaying." For example, if you practice swordsmanship, the sword is the god of war, and if you cultivate superb swordsmanship, you can kill demons and demons invisibly••••••"

"I said Zhu Taiyu, are you a martial artist or a Taoist priest who catches ghosts? They say you are a sword idiot, I think you are obsessed with a peachwood sword, right? In front of the high realm, you will fly to 108,000 miles with a breath of people, and you can't touch it, what's the use of superb swordsmanship? No wonder your father named you Zhu Taiyu, it turns out that you are a too stupid pig!"

Sun Yu's ridicule only attracted the laughter of a few of his followers, and Zhu Taiyu was angry but didn't dare to be angry at the young son of the three elders, so he could only sulk alone.

Sun Yu still wanted to sneer a few words, but before he could open his mouth, Xiao Tianxin's rebuke went head-on: "Sun Yu insulted his classmates at will, corrupted his style of study, provoked contradictions, and deserved to be punished." After you get out of class, you will be punished for another hour of cultivation. ”

Seeing that the former strictness of the head of the church has returned, the children are silent.

Xiao Tianxin said: "You are not comprehensive, the ultimate cultivation is the heart, a strong heart! People are not afraid of ups and downs, they are afraid of losing their strength; people are not afraid of wind and frost, they are afraid of giving up hope." As a martial artist, if you want to become a peerless powerhouse, you must temper a strong heart for yourself, and treat hardships and hardships as a daily routine••••••"

At this time, under the big tree next to the martial arts arena, Xiao Tianxin's wife Jiang Guoer held an umbrella for her eldest son Xiao Ge to cover the rain. Whenever the children practiced collectively, Xiao Ge would come to the tree to watch and carve the children's appearances with his carving knife. There was a sudden drizzle today, and Jiang Guoer was afraid that her son would catch a cold, so she came to find him with an umbrella.

Guo'er helped Xiao Ge, who was focused on carving, wipe the rain from his face, he knew that his son was a kind child, she could always read the full envy and expectation in her son's eyes, he envied others for being able to practice martial arts but he couldn't, he expected all children, including his younger brother, to become martial arts masters in Glorious Villa.

For his son's enthusiasm for carving, Guo'er strongly supports and often guides, and teaches some carving techniques and techniques from time to time. Of course, when her son asked, she said that she thought of it temporarily, the child was innocent, and said that his mother was talented and intelligent, but he didn't know that his mother was a hidden power.

Although his son is Shi Dantian and cannot practice martial arts, he is smart and studious, has a super memory, almost never forgets, and has a very high interest in medicine.

"Hey!"

Jiang Guo'er sighed in her heart: "Son, maybe this is the fate of our mother, it's not that my mother is ruthless, but that •••••• mother can't do it!"

"Mother, don't worry, although the child can't practice martial arts, he also has a strong heart!"

Xiao Ge's comfort woke up Guo'er, who was flying in thoughts, and she stroked her son's hair and smiled sweetly: "Mother also has a strong heart, Qian'er also has a strong heart, we can't cultivate martial arts, we all have a strong heart." ”

Looking at her son's innocent smiling face, Guo'er was a little sad, every time her son looked at the martial arts arena and was stunned, and used carving to release his regrets, she felt a sense of guilt.

At this moment, she wanted to leave the martial arts arena as soon as possible to dilute this aggrieved feeling, so she took her son's hand and said, "Ge'er, Qian'er can't say that she has woken up." It's raining, if the cold in her body is stimulated, you still have to give her medicine, let's go back quickly!"

"Okay, mother!"

Xiao Ge was reluctant to be taken away by his mother, and when he returned home, Li Qian really woke up, she was shrunken and shivering in the nest.

Jiang Guo'er hurriedly pressed a quilt on Li Qian's quilt, Xiao Ge took out a herb root from the cabinet and said, "Qian'er, eat this quickly, this is the root of grass and ginger, which can relieve the pain of cold hernia in your body." When the weather is clear, I will go to Ziyang Mausoleum to pick some herbs, and a few pairs of medicines can always suppress the cold hernia in your body. ”

Li Qian took it and was busy chewing grass and ginger roots, Jiang Guo'er sighed and said: "There are nine continents in the Great Chu Kingdom, but our Yanzhou is poor in resources, resulting in uneven levels of martial artists, and there are not even decent pharmacists. When to go to the imperial capital, ask a four-grade pharmacist to refine a grain of Yanyang Pill, and Qian'er's cold hernia can be cured. It's a pity that the imperial capital is far away, and your mother and your father don't know those pharmacists who are above the top, but no matter what, my mother will definitely ask Qian'er for Yanyang Dan. Mother promises you that before you marry Ge'er at the age of sixteen, you will definitely use Yanyang Dan to cure your cold hernia. ”

Xiao Ge smiled shyly with a red face, and Li Qian's face was also flushed, not knowing whether it was the effect of the medicine or shyness.

Xiao Ge suddenly asked, "Mother, can the doctor prepare a decoction with the same effect as Yanyang Dan?"

Jiang Guo'er shook her head and said, "Ge'er can't do it, although the difference between a doctor and a pharmacist is only one word, there is a world of difference." Physicians can only heal ordinary people, but pharmacists can refine pills with different effects, so that the realm of martial artists can advance by leaps and bounds, one of them is in the sky and the other is underground. ”

Xiao Ge was sad when he heard this, and looked at his fiancée blankly, constantly condemning his incompetence in his heart, tears rolling in his eyes. Jiang Guo'er patted her son's shoulder and said, "Young man, crying in front of the daughter-in-law who has not passed the door, are you ashamed?" Don't worry, my mother will definitely cure Qian'er's illness!"

Watching her son wipe away her tears, Jiang Guoer's thoughts flew wildly. In three years, Li Qian will be sixteen years old, if she can't secretly train Xiao Ge to become a fourth-grade pharmacist after three years, she will risk refining Yanyang Dan, and the happiness of the children is more important than anything else.

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