Chapter 8: Hard Training
Yi Yun only felt that his body seemed to be a little heavier, and when he got up suddenly, he suddenly felt very uncomfortable, and he knew in his heart that this was the effect of the Qianjun Fu. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info then stood up, and after a little activity, he almost got used to it.
Why did the effect of this thousand jun charm only start at this time?
After a little thought, he understood. I think I've been practicing swords in the morning, and although the Qianjun Fu has already taken effect, my body is gradually adapting, so I can't feel it. This time, I lay on the bed for half an hour, and suddenly I got together, and this feeling was suddenly obvious.
"It seems that what the master said is true, this Qianjun talisman is indeed extraordinary, and it should be practiced hard in the future. It's just that it's a bit of a hassle to get up after that. Yi Yun couldn't help but think.
Then, he walked out of the hut and walked towards the martial arts arena of Luoxia Peak.
Qingyunmen, most of them attach great importance to martial arts, and there are martial arts arenas in each vein, after all, martial arts are not as good as practicing Taoism, and cultivating a person can sit quietly, and martial arts need a certain place to practice, and from time to time to learn from others.
Not long after, Yi Yun came to the martial arts arena.
I saw that this martial arts arena was very spacious, enough to accommodate thousands of people standing side by side, and the ground was paved with a bluestone unknown to Yi Yun, which looked very solid.
Next to the martial arts arena, there are several weapon racks, on which there are eighteen kinds of weapons, swords, guns, swords and halberds are each glowing with cold light, and you can see that it is extraordinary at a glance. Next to a few weapon racks are some stone locks and other utensils for disciples to temper their strength.
At this time, there were already more than a dozen disciples standing on the martial arts arena, some were boxing, some were practicing swords, and some were learning from each other.
And there is a figure that looks extremely discordant and stands out from the crowd.
However, near a corner of the martial arts arena, a stout young man in a short black suit neither practiced boxing, nor practiced swords, nor did he engage in confrontation with others, but stood there quietly with one handstand.
When Yi Yun got closer, this young man had dark skin, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and it was the senior brother Ren Jiyan Ren who he knew before.
"Senior Brother Ren, what are you doing here?" he couldn't help but ask.
After waiting for a while, Ren Jiyan suddenly put away the hand that was supporting the ground, and the other hand quickly took over, and then stood there quietly, but he was still silent and did not answer Yi Yun's question.
Yi Yun immediately thought that Senior Uncle Feiyun rarely seemed to allow Senior Brother Ren to speak.
"This is one of the homework that Ren's junior and junior must do every day, one-handed handstand, which is very exercise of strength, and can also polish people's hearts. But it was the senior brother Yan Chengan who stood aside at some point and said, "I also wanted to learn, but I suffered a lot, and I didn't get home." ”
Yi Yun turned his head to look at Senior Brother, and couldn't help but joke: "Didn't Master say that Senior Brother is the most diligent disciple of Luoxia Peak?"
Yan Chengan smiled when he heard this, and said, "If I am diligent, Senior Brother Ren will naturally be hardworking." ”
"Hehe, junior brother, do you know that Senior Brother Ren is wrapped in a layer of square stones. Yi Tong also walked over and said with a smile, "This square thousand stones are extremely heavy, the size of a fist is a hundred catties, and it is not soaked in water and fire, if it can be used to build a stove, it would be great......
Yi Yun and Yan Chengan were a little speechless when they heard this, thinking that Yi Tong would talk about it when he said it.
"Senior brother, what if I want to exercise my strength?" Yi Yun asked.
Yan Chengan couldn't help but look at his small body when he heard this, thought for a while and said: "Little junior brother, you are still young, if you want to practice strength, in fact, it is enough to practice boxing and swordsmanship, when you grow up, you can get some stone locks or something, if you want to go further in the future, you can also try to learn from you Senior Brother." ”
Yi Yun couldn't help but be silent when he heard this, Senior Brother obviously felt that he was young and frail, and it was better to be gentle in martial arts. However, Yi Yun himself knew that the strength of the Qianjun Talisman on his body was increasing all the time, and if he couldn't keep up with the exercise, he was afraid that it wouldn't be able to hold it for a long time, and that great magic power would naturally be lost. Moreover, his root bone qualification is already superior to ordinary people, coupled with the medicinal power of the Red Essence Pill, it doesn't hurt to practice more diligently.
After a while, Yi Yun's eyes lit up, and he patted his head, secretly saying how could he forget this.
It turned out that he remembered the push-ups, sit-ups and the like in his previous life, isn't this the most suitable way to practice strength.
"Three senior brothers, then I'll go to exercise. Yi Yun said.
"Go ahead, if there's anything you don't understand, just ask. Yan Chengan said.
Yi Yun didn't say anything more, found a place where there was no one, and thought about it on the spot, now there are no utensils, it seems that he can only do push-ups.
So he lay on the ground, put his hands on the ground, and did push-ups.
Anyway, after all, he was young, and after only a while, Yi Yun gasped slightly, so he had to rest for a while before continuing to do it.
"What is this doing, junior brother?" Yi Yun's actions were not much worse than Ren Jiyan's one-handed handstand in this martial arts arena, and soon there were onlookers, and as more disciples came to the martial arts arena, more and more people surrounded him.
At the beginning, Yi Yun was still able to do push-ups on his own, but later there were more onlookers, but he gradually felt embarrassed, and the movements in his hands couldn't help but slow down.
Later, except for Ren Jiyan's "strip", there was only the "group" near him left in the entire martial arts arena, and Yi Yun really couldn't do it anymore, so he had to stop.
"Little junior brother, what are you doing here?" Yi Tong couldn't help but ask.
Yi Yun had no choice but to say, "This is the method of exercise I came up with. ”
"Can this also work?" said a teenager next to him.
Yi Yun glanced at him, estimated that he had not long been in the door, and said: "You can't feel it naturally if you do one or two, just do more, this senior brother might as well give it a try." ”
The young man was still quite skeptical when he heard this, but at the instigation of a few people around him, he decided to give it a try.
So he also found a place and started push-ups like Yi Yun.
At first, I really didn't feel anything, but after a while, I felt that I couldn't support it, and I had to give up after doing a few more.
"I really didn't expect that this action looks inconspicuous, and doing too much will test your physical strength so much. The boy said with a red face.
When the surrounding brothers heard this, there was a lot of discussion, and soon some people decided to give it a try, and finally everyone started push-ups on the martial arts field, and those who practiced deeply found some weights to put on their backs, and the effect was not bad.
So in the next period of time, in the martial arts arena, Ren Jiyan became a real "standout" existence.
Then, Ren Jiyan completed the homework he had to do, and he even started push-ups.
After Yi Yun finished doing push-ups, he practiced Qingyun Changquan and Qingyun swordsmanship, and when he didn't understand something, he went to ask the senior brother for advice.
An afternoon passed like this, and Yi Yun returned to his hut after having dinner in the dining hall of Luoxia Peak.
At night, Yi Yun lit a candle and flipped through the historical materials that Cheng Yizhi had given him in his hand, perhaps because he was too tired from a day's practice, and fell asleep after looking at it.
Early the next morning, Yi Yun only felt sore, and couldn't help but secretly complain, and the strength of Qianjun Fu was a little greater, and it took a lot of effort to get up from the bed.
In order to adapt to the strength of the Qianjun Fu, he first endured the soreness and discomfort, jogged for a while, and then began his day. Since then, jogging every morning has become Yi Yun's compulsory homework.
Push-ups have become the most popular exercise method for the disciples of Luoxia Peak, and even the other veins of Qingyun have gradually been imitated, after preparing the utensils, Yi Yun invented sit-ups, pull-ups and other methods, which attracted everyone's popularity, and the people of Tianyun Dao were also quite encouraged after learning about it, so that the disciples always had the corresponding utensils in the martial arts arena.
As the power of Qianjun Fu increased day by day, Yi Yun's strength gradually became stronger, and the Qingyun Fist Technique and Qingyun Sword Technique became more and more proficient. However, he soon noticed that the growth of the strength of the Thousand Jun Talisman did not seem to be even, but rather increasing. He had asked the people of Tianyun Dao, but the people of Tianyun Dao were not very clear about this matter, and there was no detailed record in the door, in order to get that great supernatural power, and in order to live up to the expectations of the master, Yi Yun had to continue to practice hard.
Time flies, spring goes and spring returns.
It has been a full six years since Yi Yun entered Qingyun Gate.
In the past six years, Yi Yun has practiced hard, his martial arts have improved rapidly, and he has also improved a lot. Today's Yi Yun, although he is only twelve years old, is more than six feet tall, and his figure is extremely strong, and his face is quite handsome but also masculine.
He was now sitting on a stone outside the hut, looking through the historical book.
In the past two years, due to the power of Qianjun Fu, Yi Yun has collapsed by him, counting his own, Luo Xiafeng's chair has collapsed dozens of chairs by him.
Now he has his own seat in the dining hall - a stone with a relatively regular shape, which often attracts the attention of many of his fellow doors. And the bed in his hut was also reinforced again and again, and later, in order to settle it once and for all, the people of Tianyun Dao simply found him a bed made of solid fine iron.
At this time, Yi Yun had already finished the jogging that he had to do every morning, and was waiting for his master here.
It turned out that the people of Tianyun Dao had told Yi Yun yesterday that they were going to take him to Dazhu Peak today, but as for what the matter, the people of Tianyun Dao did not mention anything, which made Yi Yun quite puzzled.
Could it be that Zhang Xiaofan has entered the school? No, what does Zhang Xiaofan's entry have to do with them. So what the hell is going on?