There are a lot of people in the courtyard, mostly for children. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info older ones are a few years older than Luo Xuan, and the younger ones can already run and jump. There is a rule in the village that all children who reach the age of twelve need to go up the mountain to cultivate under the leadership of the elders, and then they will go out of the village to the town to try to be favored by a certain sect, so those who stay here are all young.

Luo Xuan has not many friends with him because of his shabby family background, and there is only one person of the same age, that is, Luo Li, who has a similar family background. He had only reached the courtyard when he heard Luo Li's shouting.

"Xiao Xuan, I'm here, come here!"

Luo Li rode on the mud wall at the edge of the courtyard, the dirt of the shabby cotton clothes. Although the weather was cold, his face was red and puffy, and he looked a healthy color.

In response, Luo Xuan ran over, and when he got under the wall, he pounced and knocked Luo Li directly off the wall. Tumbling, the two boys were giggling together, twisting into a ball, and while they were joking, a gong suddenly sounded, and the courtyard suddenly fell silent, and Luo Xuan and Luo Li immediately stopped fighting.

At the sound of the gong, the tall body of the clan uncle Luo Ao appeared. Last time, that is, before the celestial anomaly, it was he who taught everyone some fist and foot skills, as well as cultivating the mind. This man in his thirties is one of the few young and strong men in the village, and it is said that he is also the successor of the future village head, and he is also the future head of the ancestral hall.

The gray cotton clothes Luo Ao wore looked much neater, and the few patches he wore were not eye-catching, he was tall and very prestigious in the eyes of the children, but at this moment he looked a little more domineering. In fact, his uncle taught these children quite strictly, and if anyone was stubborn, they would really be beaten.

Seeing that the courtyard immediately calmed down, Luo Ao snapped his fingers with satisfaction, panting and shouting: "Cubs, today, what the master taught you to practice is the best mental method in the village, only by cultivating this, you cubs may be able to practice the true flow breath in the body, and only when the breath practiced reaches a certain amount, can the holy stone shine." So, all the cubs come here, listen to what the master says to you, if you can't remember, you are not allowed to eat tonight, you will starve to death!"

A group of children gathered around Luo Ao in the middle, only his loud voice faintly echoed in the courtyard space.

On the kang of the earth, Luo Xuan sat quietly for an hour, and suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes full of confusion. According to the clan uncle Luo Ao, the true flow of aura condensed by the intention should be condensed in the lower abdomen, but what he did before was brewed in the same way, but at this point, it immediately dispersed in the body and disappeared without a trace.

He had heard that the process of gathering qi and concentrating was extremely mysterious, and many people had failed, and if they couldn't make the holy stone shine in the end, they could only practice some body-strengthening fists and kicks like clan uncle Luo Ao, and they couldn't get out of the mountains.

"Could it be that you are not suitable for cultivation?"

Luo Xuan suddenly shuddered, startled by his own idea, and immediately put this idea away, and continued to practice without giving up.

The moon is like a silver plate, and the sky is full of stars.

On the soil kang, Luo Xuan was unable to recline down, holding a dead grass on the earthen wall in his mouth, chewing slightly, and his teeth were full of bitterness. This night, he fell asleep twice and woke up again, but after two more hard exercises, it was still like that. Obviously, I could feel the air mass that was closing in front of my eyes, but when I got to the last step, it disappeared without a trace. The harsh reality was too much for him to bear.

The faint light of tears blurred his eyes, and through the narrow gap in the earthen window, he looked at the silver plate in the sky, and the bright moonlight was diffuse, but it could not light up the hope in his heart.

"Impossible, there must be something wrong, try again!"

Luo Xuan stubbornly got up, wiped away his tears and started a new attempt, completely forgetting that his mother who slept across the wall was silent.

I don't know how many times he failed, and finally Luo Xuan, who was extremely sleepy, fell into a deep sleep, the east gradually turned white, and the figure who returned from gently moving outside the earth house appeared beside him, and he seemed to be quietly relieved to see Luo Xuan sleeping so deeply.

"It's okay, Mon'er has been asleep......"

Sighing softly, full of sorrow in the moonlight, tightly knit brows, with sadness and tiredness.

When the morning dawned, Luo Xuan saw his mother sleeping when he got up, and there was a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Isn't it true that my mother was very happy to see me diligent in cultivation last night?"

Regarding the matter of his mother and uncle a few days ago, he has always had a strong resistance in his heart, and rarely thinks about it. In addition, after that incident, the uncle never appeared in front of him, but it gave him some kind of illusion, as if it was a dream, maybe he had a strange dream.

Without waking up his mother or feeling hungry, Luo Xuan simply ran towards the courtyard, because there was a faint sound from there.

It was so early, but there were still a lot of children in the courtyard. They laughed and jumped happily, exchanging their experiences of last night's cultivation, everyone's faces were shining, and they said excitedly, this scene made Luo Xuan's mood fall to the bottom in an instant.

"Xiao Xuan, this way!"

It was Luo Li who shouted, waving his arms at him. This boy always likes to ride on that earthen wall, making it look like a dirt donkey.

"Xiao Xuan, how are you? I went back yesterday, I practiced for more than an hour, hey, what do you say, I really have energy moving, I practiced again this morning, that feeling, the ears and eyes are clear, it's really good! Xiao Xuan, are you like this?"

Luo Li rode excitedly on the wall, swaying back and forth, and waving his hand and patting behind him, like riding a horse and galloping. Luo Xuan looked at the children in the courtyard weakly, big or small, and suddenly had a thought.

"Xiao Xuan, Xiao Xuan, what's wrong with you, what's weird?"

Luo Li's voice sounded in his ears, and Luo Xuan said with a sigh: "Ah...... Oh, yes...... yes, I, I feel that way, just like you!"

Luo Li laughed, suddenly jumped down on the earthen wall and threw Luo Xuan to the ground, panting and said: "Of course, of course our brothers are better than them, both of us practice hard, it won't be long before I beat that arrogant Luo Hong as a wooden man!"

Luo Hong in Luo Li's mouth refers to the son of his uncle Luo Ao. This kid is one year older than Luo Xuan and Luo Li, but because of his proximity to the water, he has worked two years earlier, so his body is relatively strong, and it is said that he has already practiced his breath.

This kid and Luo Yi, the son of the patriarch, often rely on this to win over other people close to him, and form gangs to bully the children of those poor clansmen, and he is a veritable little bully among young children.

Lying on the ground, looking at Luo Li riding on him, Luo Xuan really couldn't tell what it was like in his heart, once two people had the same rhetoric, but could it be that he really couldn't do it?

Luo Li seemed to notice something, his ruddy little face frowned slightly, and said, "Xiao Xuan, what's wrong?" isn't it...... Yesterday Luo Hong's bastard bullied you again?"

Luo Xuan came to his senses, pretended to laugh strangely, and pulled Luo Li down with all his might, shouting: "That kid? How dare he! It's because I practiced all night yesterday, and my spirit is a little worse today." ”

"Ha, you kid is even more willing to work hard than me!"

Luo Li was blindfolded by him, lying on the ground and punched him, and the two scuffled again.

By the time the sun shines on the courtyard, it's already overcrowded. The most lively pile of children is naturally a small gang headed by Luo Hong and others. Luo Hong, the leader, screamed proudly, laughed strangely, made a few punches and kicks from time to time, and used the clansmen around him as sparring partners, as they moved, there would always be screams of loss of voice in some positions, sometimes accompanied by low sobs.

Luo Xuan and Luo Li stopped fighting at the moment. Luo Xuan was anxious, and he lost his stubborn mood in the past, which made it difficult for Luo Li to sing alone, and the two of them rode on the wall, and they were in a remote location, which was a difficult avoidance. However, seeing others being bullied, both of them were indignant, but they could only complain in a low voice.

"These bastards are bullying people again!"

"Xiao Xuan, I will work hard in the evening, grandma, sooner or later, one day Lao Tzu will make Luo Hong and Luo Yi look good!"

"It's just you, forget it, I'm afraid I can't point to you, or I'll study hard for half a year, and then I'll ...... this kid."

"Phew! I ...... I'm so much better than you."

......

The sound of the gong sounded in time, and the courtyard finally fell silent, and as soon as Luo Ao's tall figure was revealed, the children immediately surrounded him. This small land, which has quietly fallen quiet, is illuminated even brighter by a pair of eyes full of hope.