In the quiet meditation room, only the water in the furnace is "bubbling", and the Jing'an of the Law Enforcement Hall is usually upright, and the apprentices under him are also trained to be as steel-like as iron, but they didn't expect such a taciturn and meticulous man to be able to make good tea. He has always tried to do everything himself, and even the green tea leaves are planted by himself with a hoe and a hoe, and then the leaves are picked, harvested, and dried.

The water is taken from the spring in the back mountain, and at this moment, he raised his hand and carefully poured the water into the cup along the edge of the cup, and the tea leaves flipped and fluttered, and the green tea swirled around the edge of the cup to create a beautiful crab-eye-sized bubble, which is said to preserve the fragrance of the tea leaves to the greatest extent.

"I heard that you have a disciple named Meng Li who has always been very active, and several senior brothers and sisters can't do anything about her, so you opened a small stove privately and taught it personally, how can it be effective?" Jing'an handed a cup of good tea to Jingyi's hand and asked with concern.

With this question, Jingyi felt that the corners of her forehead, which had not been beating for more than ten years, tightened a little, she took the tea with one hand, pressed her temples with the other, and said calmly: "It's okay, it's okay." ”

"Come to think of it, you're too bothered. It's no wonder that you have been quiet alone for more than ten years, and even the schoolwork of your disciples has been left to the eldest apprentice Qin Su, and it is a little difficult to suddenly bow down to tutor your disciples this time. Shizuki took a sip of tea and comforted.

"I recently gave her the score directly and let her practice it by herself, so I can see her own creation. Jingyi said.

"Ha, sure enough, you have all kept your disciples free, so you have also ended up quiet. Shizugishi smiled.

"It's a lot quieter. "Jingyi has not stepped into her meditation room again recently, and it feels very comfortable.

"What's wrong with that female disciple who came from the Holy Sect?" asked Jing'an as she continued the topic.

Jingyi put down the teacup, sighed, and continued: "For the time being, I taught her some sage precepts of the Four Books and Five Classics, so as to dissolve her innate anger. ”

"It's a good thing not to teach her martial arts first, and this time it's also for her to plan for the future, but wouldn't this delay her? Jing An's words were a little worried.

"Wait for the little sect, and the little sect will pass on some martial arts to her. Jingyi said slowly, with a plan in his heart.

"Xiaojiao, I almost forgot about this, there is less than a year left to pinch my fingers, no wonder the rest of the senior brothers and sisters have been working hard to train their disciples recently, I am afraid that they also want to take advantage of Xiaojiao to let their disciples get the first place in order to boost their prestige and get the affirmation of their teachers and uncles. Shizukishi thought for a moment.

"What they think about in their hearts is nothing more than fame and fortune, how can they really focus on martial arts?" Jing Yi said, and sighed even more after speaking, this sigh was a worry about the decline of the current martial arts atmosphere in Xuanmen.

"This matter is beyond the control of our peers, and you don't need to be mediocre. The head of the sect has been in retreat for many years, and the two teachers and uncles of Sikong Hua and Nangong Ren have jointly taken this position, which can be considered balanced. But since the battle with the Holy Maiden of the Demon Sect, Master Sikong forcibly used nine turns and seven to return the gong, injured many meridians, and it was difficult to recover for a while, and this acting power naturally fell into the hands of Nangong Shibo alone. The disciples under him were very proud, which caused the dissatisfaction of the rest of the disciples to strive for the first place in the small sect, so as to rub their sharpness. Jing'an sipped the tea while telling the story of it.

"You don't need to tell me these things, and if I do, I don't have to hear them, so let them go. Jingyi frowned slightly and said coldly.

"You don't care about the world so much, are you still obsessed with many things in the past, you still can't cultivate your own heart. Shizukishi set her eyes on the woman in front of her, and her warm emotions flowed with her veins.

"If the heart is still alive, it will not enter the Tao, it is because the heart is dead that it must be cultivated, otherwise the world will be wasted, and most of the time will be wasted, what thoughts will be wasted?

"Senior sister, you don't have to be like this!" Jing'an suddenly changed his voice and shouted, this hot cry rolled in through the past, as if the flowers on the Mo had just bloomed, and they were still only living in their green years, and they had never been erased beyond recognition by all kinds of things in the future.

"Senior brother, your tea art is getting better and better, can you refill it for me?" Jingyi raised his head and smiled faintly, his heart was hard without a ripple, and he only raised the empty cup to him.

Jing'an's hand holding the teapot trembled slightly, but it was still difficult to slowly fill up a cup of tea, Jingyi took it down and thanked him, Jing'an closed his eyes, and sprinkled a little crystal on the tea table painted with vermilion, I don't know if it was the water droplets he accidentally spilled with his trembling hands, or something else.

Under the corridor, the wisteria flowers bloom very luxuriantly this season, and a few disciples can't help but come to enjoy this wonderful scenery and relieve themselves from the devilish training of the little sect. Some disciples who are good at writing and ink couldn't help but improvise a few lines of poetry in front of the hanging wisteria, but they were suddenly interrupted by a few cracked metal sounds.

The people in the room played the terrifying syllables unscrupulously against the mixed and varied piano scores, and the disciples at the door seemed to be frightened and could no longer look directly at the rare colors in this summer, and someone swallowed the saliva stuck in his throat, and said in horror: "Mother, if you listen to this in the middle of the night, you will have to be scared out of illness!"

"Let's go, let's go, this sound is too scary!" the rest of the disciples hurriedly said, and a few people ran away without saying a word.

In the meditation room, Meng Li yawned while letting ten fingers fly like lightning on the strings, and when she was excited, her fingers were eager to tear the strings, and the degree of misery of the sound could be imagined.

By the time she reached the third pole of the sun, Meng Li's ten fingers were already swollen, she played very hard, and the strings also rebounded very unceremoniously and hurt her several times, so she couldn't even hold chopsticks when she ate.

Meng Li simply grabbed the chopsticks, held them in the palm of his hand, kept poking the rice in his bowl, and said with great fighting spirit: "It's so hard, I must get a ranking in the Xiaojiao, so as to revive my Meng's martial arts heroism!"

"You can't even practice your Meng family's swordsmanship, and you still want to revive your family style?" Wu Youzheng on the side laughed so hard that he almost squirted out a mouthful of food.

"Senior sister speaks, what kind of mouth does the child interject!" Meng Li said angrily, and after speaking, he grabbed the chopsticks and picked up a few pieces of rice and carefully sent them to his mouth.

"I'll help you. He couldn't stand it any longer, picked up his rice bowl, fed the food to her mouth, and said.

Meng Li was moved to tears when she saw the moment, and suddenly threw herself into her arms and said: "Nuo, you are so good to me, if I am a man, I will definitely promise you!"

"Eat it. Nuo urged.

"Okay. Meng Li obediently opened her mouth.

"I'm sick to death, and you still don't let people eat it. Wu and Zheng's junior brother couldn't stand it.

"It is said that every girlfriend has a taboo hidden in their hearts, I still don't believe it, today I look at the two of you, I feel that I can no longer look directly at the cousins in my family who are together all day long!" Song Zixian turned his head and complained in tears.

In the afternoon, Jingyi did not appear as usual in the boxing and foot class, Qin Su was already able to cope with it alone, he took a serious look at the kung fu practiced by these junior brothers and sisters in front of him with his hands behind his back, and then said to everyone in a cold voice: "The strength is there, but your movements are still lacking, I will demonstrate it to you again and see it clearly." ”

After speaking, he held his breath, his legs were together, his whole body was as motionless as loose, and suddenly a fist shot straight out from his waist, and his clothes were bulging and moving! As soon as he turned around, Qin Su's legs bounced like a long whip, flexible and powerful, and he kicked a whirlwind in the air!

His body is like a taut bowstring, and he can burst out with maximum strength anytime and anywhere!

The people around him were dumbfounded, and they couldn't help but feel ashamed of themselves, and suddenly understood their own shortcomings.

After the move was finished, Qin Su retracted his fists, let out a long breath to summarize the dantian, and then turned to face Meng Li as usual, as if intentionally or unintentionally, "Senior Sister Meng, can you see clearly?"

Meng Li nodded vigorously, Qin Su's moves were not leaky, and he was still a big step behind him.

"Then you come out and let Senior Brother give you some pointers, so that others can have a deeper understanding of this set of moves. Qin Su said.

Meng Li said "Yes!" very dryly, and walked in front of Qin Su, showed his knife and made a gesture of "please" to him, Qin Su saw that her tight ten fingers were red, and then looked at her tense face, very serious and hard.

Qin Su showed his knife very seriously, Meng Li stepped forward and slashed out at his chest, she was young and a girl, so naturally her strength was not as strong as Qin Su, who was much bigger than herself, but this time she used all her strength. Qin Su put one hand behind his back as usual, and only freed one hand to block, Meng Li was violently shaken away by him, and that hand seemed to hit the stone and hurt! Meng Li didn't care about the pain, and then waved his other hand, and was blocked by Qin Su impartially! Both times failed, Meng Li was a little unconvinced, and in the blink of an eye, she swept out a falling wind leg, and the dust rose sharply from her toes, Qin Su retreated, and suddenly stretched out her left leg like an iron rod to block the horizontal under Meng Li's legs, blocking her next kung fu! Meng Li was startled, retracted his legs and took a step back, turned around and raised a puff of dust, raised his hand and slashed out a hand knife on Qin Su's left arm, Qin Su was agitated and the hand knife bent into a claw to grab Meng Li's wrist, but Meng Li was flat and thundered, and suddenly jumped behind Qin Su!

When the dust settled, everyone was stunned, only to see Qin Su's left hand, which had been silent behind his back, finally hit out, grabbed Meng Li fiercely and kicked it within a millimeter of his clothes!

His face was calm, and this time he had fought hard by himself, and she had really gotten stronger over the years! Trying to defeat her was not as handy as before, and it took a lot of effort!

"You're doing a great job. Qin Su withdrew his left hand, a look of approval appeared on his cold face for the first time, and finally he still didn't forget to encourage, "But I believe you can do better!"

Meng Li retracted her legs, and her heart, which was full of Bi Sheng's belief, collapsed surrounded by a warm current.

"Thank you Senior Brother for your encouragement, but one day, I will defeat you!" Meng Li said proudly.

"Okay, I'll wait for you. Qin Su smiled slightly, as if a meter of sunshine in winter soothed people's hearts.