Chapter Twenty-Three: Transmission of Meritorious Service
It was just dawn.
"Tuk, tuk, tuk!"
Outside the ordinary door, there was a sudden knock on the door. Then, I only heard a cold voice say, "Seventeen, hurry up and get up for me!" was Shen Qingli's voice. When Pingfan heard that it was her, he hurriedly stiffened a carp and jumped up from the bed. casually put on his robe and went to open the door, but he didn't even remember to put on his shoes.
Shen Qingli walked into the room, immediately changed her face, stretched out her hand to the end of her nose and waved it several times, and said sharply: "Seventeen, how long has it been since your bed has been washed?" In our hometown, even if we don't wash the bed for half a year, it's common. ”
When Shen Qingli heard this, he snorted heavily, and said coldly: "The disciples of this sect are diligent in cultivating the Dao Method, but it is not to make people unkempt. I don't care what the rules of your hometown are, when you get to our Shangqing Palace, you have to abide by the rules here. When it came to Ming, ......" said and pointed to the ordinary bed, frowned, and said: "Take all these dirty things and wash them, do you hear?" Shen Qingli sighed when she saw him agree, and suddenly thought in her heart: "This kid is not me, what do I care about him for so good and no reason?"
The room was silent for a moment.
After a while, Shen Qingli suddenly asked, "Seventeen, how have you done your homework recently?" and Ping Fan replied: "Back to Senior Sister, I have doubled the homework assigned by the master, and I don't dare to slack off in the slightest." Shen Qingli listened, her expression was slightly gloomy, and she said, "It's good that you're not lazy." Cultivation is like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat, and if you slack off, you will lose all your achievements. Your qualifications are worse than ordinary people, if you want to achieve something, you must work several times more than others, and you must not be lazy in the slightest, do you know?" Hearing these words, there was a great sense of encouragement and comfort, and his heart couldn't help but warm, and he hurriedly said: "Senior sister, rest assured, Seventeen will definitely live up to your expectations." Shen Qingli bowed slightly and said, "It's good if you know." After a pause, he asked, "Seventeen, do you know what I came to look for you for?" ”
Shen Qingli said with a smile: "You kid, I don't know what to say in front of my mother, it's rare that she made an exception and promised to teach you skills in person from now on. When ordinary heard this, his face turned red again, and he stammered: "Senior sister Hugh wants to be hu, nonsense, how can there be such a thing?" Shen Qingli couldn't help but "sneer" when she saw him, laughed, and said, "Let's go!"
When the two of them went out, it was already bright. Shen Qingli led Pingfan to Baizhang Cliff, whispered a few words, and went away. According to the instructions, he quietly waited for Meng Feiyan to arrive.
After touching about a time, Meng Feiyan's figure is still missing. Pingfan was anxious, but said to himself silently: "Since the master and I have made a date, naturally I will not fail to make the appointment, and I will wait for her with peace of mind." ”
After another half an hour, Meng Feiyan still didn't come. Ordinary and boring, under this hundred zhang cliff, he opened his posture and practiced boxing. All the way down the shelf, the wind under the cliff is loud, the figure is flying, a good set of boxing techniques!
Suddenly, Ping Fan stepped forward and punched out his right hand, and with a "bang", he smashed a fist-sized stone. Before Ping Fan got up, he heard a voice behind him shouting, "Good fight!"
Ordinary people followed the prestige, only to see a goose-yellow figure passing behind the mountain, and in a blink of an eye, they arrived in front of him. When Ping Fan saw the man, he said happily: "Master!" It turned out that Meng Feiyan had arrived. Meng Feiyan raised his right arm, motioned for Pingfan to get up, and asked casually: "Seventeen, I came here after so long, I'm afraid it's annoying to wait for a long time, right?" Hearing this, Pingfan shook his head and said, "Shiniang doesn't think the disciple is stupid, she is willing to teach the disciple skills, and the disciple can't look forward to it, so how can she be upset?" Meng Feiyan said: "It's good if you know." Well, let me ask you, do you know why you lost in the last competition?" ”
Meng Feiyan said: "I just watched you practice boxing, and found that your cultivation is not weak, and your foundation is solid, but when you shoot, you blindly seek stability, and naturally you are not flexible enough. Whether you want to fight with someone or compete, you must first find out his weaknesses, and then you can grasp the flaws and win with one blow. Now you understand, right?" Hearing this, Ping Fan nodded, and shook his head again, with a confused look on his face. ”
Meng Feiyan frowned, and said slowly: "That's it, I'll teach you a set of formulas for leaving the fire first, let's use the fire separation recipe to fight, and I can also teach you some basic principles of spells." "After that, I passed on to him the trick of leaving the fire. This is only a spell of the third layer of Qi cultivation, and there are only four sentences of mantras, which is the easiest. Pingfan recited the mantra several times and memorized it firmly. Meng Feiyan put his hands behind his back and quietly waited for the ordinary spell to be cast.
According to the formula, the ordinary slowly transported the true qi to his fingertips, and then calmed his breath, hugged the yuan and kept one, and condensed the mana at one point, and then recited the mantra. Just listen to him read:
"Heaven and earth are infinite, and Qiankun borrows the law. Get out of the fire, hurry!"
After reciting it, he put his two fingers together in the ordinary food, pinched a trick, and pointed to the trunk in front of him in the air.
However, the fireball did not appear.
Ordinary heart pang, condensed again, chanted mantras, and pinched tips.
However, the fireball still did not appear.
Ordinary once again condensed, chanted mantras, and pinched tips......
Meng Feiyan stood aside and watched, his face was already flushed with anger, and he stretched out his hand several times to beat, but he forcibly endured it. When he had done it more than a dozen times, he finally couldn't hold it back and shouted, "Stop!"
When ordinary people heard this, they couldn't help but be startled, and the condensed true qi naturally dispersed. As soon as he turned around, he "snapped" on his face and received a spicy slap. Pingfan was stunned, but he heard Meng Feiyan scolding: "You useless fool!" Pingfan was slapped in the face, and he couldn't help but feel at a loss in his heart, and he didn't know what to do.
There was silence for a while.
After a long time, Meng Feiyan suddenly sighed and said, "Seventeen, if you really want to learn spells, it's not difficult. It's just that your foundation is not stable now, even if I have the heart to pass on your superior spells, it will be difficult for you to learn them for a while, but I am afraid that the spells will not be successful, but you will delay your cultivation first. I don't think it's as good as this, I have a 'Moon Shadow Footwork' here, which can not only exercise the body reaction, but also help you breathe and breathe, and promote cultivation. He said, "If you have succeeded in practicing and building a foundation for the Dao, I will pass on your more profound spell formulas." With that, he took out a yellow scroll from his bosom and handed it over. Hearing her tone low, Pingfan was obviously very unhappy. didn't say much at the moment, bowed his head and took the volume, bowed down and said, "Thank you, Master!"
ps: This book is here again, and it is a very deep foreshadowing. What is the use of this Moon Shadow footwork, the whole courtyard will explain it at the same time, and it will be sold here, so stop here.