Just after Peony left, Ling Lingqi heard a girl's sobbing sound not far away, opened the window and looked up, only to see the ethereal fairy sitting on the bluestone pier on the side of the road, crying in a low voice, hearing Ling Lingqi's footsteps, the ethereal fairy raised her head, a pair of beautiful eyes were already red and swollen from crying, and looked at Ling Lingqi with resentment.

"Fairy, what's wrong with you?" Ling Lingqi hurried to the front of the Ethereal Fairy.

In Ling Lingqi's impression, the Ethereal Fairy was a cold and arrogant beauty who did not eat the fireworks of the world, she had never seen her like this, could it be because of today's events? After all, the Ethereal Fairy was defeated by herself in front of so many junior sisters. Or is it because he has a lot of confidants, so that the ethereal fairy feels that she can't get a complete love?

The identity of the ethereal fairy has always been a big pimple in Ling Lingqi's heart, after all, the fairy is the future successor of the Emei faction.

The Ethereal Fairy stopped her tears, lowered her head and said softly, "Can't you just call me Yu'er? Why do you keep calling me Fairy?"

Ling Lingqi said with a somewhat gloomy expression: "Fairy, I ......"

Ling Lingqi was speechless for a while, thinking to himself what is the name of a "fairy"? I don't know your name, but today I see that the fairy has shown a very clear understanding of his own intentions, and Ling Lingqi, who has read countless women, also understands the feelings.

The Ethereal Fairy suddenly remembered something, yes, people don't know their names yet, so the Ethereal Fairy said quietly: "People are called Bai Yuyan, you call me Yu'er!"

Ling Lingqi nodded, reached out and gently held the fairy's hand, it felt so good.

Just as Ling Lingqi was holding the Ethereal Fairy's wrist, a faint flush appeared on the Ethereal Fairy's face. Seeing Ling Lingqi so anxious about herself, the Ethereal Fairy's heart was very happy, and her heart felt warm in her hands.

Mount Emei, Golden Peak.

At this time, the sky was just slightly bright, and there was no one on the top of the mountain.

I saw a young man in a blue robe, running up with brisk steps.

After a short time, he came to the top of this peak, and the young man looked tall, with a face like a crown of jade, and his eyes were like stars, and he could be regarded as an extremely handsome young man.

When he arrived at the peak, the young man smiled slightly, and said to himself: "In the end, I came earlier, there is no one, so let's practice boxing, the environment here is really good, no wonder the masters have to choose famous mountains and rivers, and it is not the same to practice boxing. ”

Without delay, he flicked his sleeves, put his hands behind him, shook his head, and slowly walked to the flat ground at the top of the peak, and stood still.

Looking at the morning sun that is about to show its head in the distance, the golden light shines on the sea of clouds, as if crossing a layer of gold, and the golden top is really worthy of its name.

Looking at the scenery in front of him, the young man didn't have any special reaction, obviously he was used to it and had seen a lot.

But at this time, I didn't know what I thought, stared at the horizon, and was silent for a long time.

After a long while, he sighed and said to himself: "Time flies so fast! Before you know it, it has been sixteen years since you came to this era." ”

This young man is none other than Ling Lingqi.

Time is always easy to fade the past.

When she came to Mount Emei, she was faced with a group of beauties, which made Ling Lingqi feel like she had fallen into her daughter's country.

After a while, he no longer indulged in emotion, after all, the future is the real stage for him.

Thinking about it, he also calmed down, recuperated in his state, and prepared to practice boxing.

There is no one around, and he doesn't need too many scruples, what he thinks of is naturally his own national martial arts.

The golden summit of Mount Emei, every morning, the rising sun, is also the most helpful for practicing martial arts.

So it's no wonder that Ling Lingqi, if you want to say whether there is really any Chaoyang purple qi in it, Ling Lingqi doesn't know this, but cultivating here is really helpful to help him understand the true meaning of the national martial arts.

The standing pile is the introduction to Taijiquan, just a simple standing pile, but it uses the meaning to the extreme. The intention starts from the handle, letting go is also the meaning, the qi returns to the dantian is the meaning, and the qi reaches the four ends is also the meaning. Standing on the pile to practice the will, but also to practice the leg skills. The accumulation of leg work starts from the standing pile and the disc frame. The master stands on the pile every day, even if an ordinary person stands on the pile for a month, the benefits are obvious. The most significant thing is to go to the bathhouse to take a bath, and when you wear pants, you definitely don't have to sit on a chair, and the strength of one leg is enough to support the other leg freely. Standing piles is the basic skill of the leg method in boxing. The master standing pile is another experience, and the master experience is the use of intention.

After the stump is finished, it is another set of Tai Chi, of course, not the Tai Chi for fitness in the park, but the Tai Chi for beating people. Tai Chi movement is not just a slow word, this kind of whole body everywhere spiral silk like telescopic rotation movement, can make the whole body qi and blood to everywhere, the kind of static touch of the movement of the spirit requirements, but also make his heart move, this kind of spirit requirements, all of a sudden to the original straight in the action brought a sense of change of life, such as the tiger with wings!

Ling Lingqi is now a master of transforming strength, and only those who have practiced to this realm can realize the wonders of Tai Chi more deeply. This kind of stillness touches the stillness of the mind slowly condensed, when it becomes a habit of the body, the void and reality in the boxing method are not only in the moves, but in the moves. This kind of practice of touching movement and stillness in stillness, but it penetrates the virtual and the real into people's every move and gesture.

Ling Lingqi was soon immersed in boxing, unable to extricate himself, once, twice, three times, his body slowly warmed up, not the kind of sweating heat after strenuous exercise, but every muscle in his body, every inch of skin, every blood vessel, penetrated deep into the capillaries and heated slightly, every cell seemed to burn, so that he couldn't help but have an urge to scream, but he didn't make a sound, but used a long breath to slowly summarize this impulse into his dantian, and then disperse to every part of his body.

Ling Lingqi's fist is extremely beautiful, and there is something special in his fist, which makes people feel a kind of grandmaster's demeanor at a glance. His Tai Chi, although slow, is very solid, no matter how low the boxing boxing, the feet can be collected as much as they want, and they are never abrupt, and they all move at a uniform speed.

Even people who don't understand Tai Chi can see the roundness and beauty of Ling Lingqi's boxing. Tai Chi is difficult to play with beauty, but Ling Lingqi's punches seem to be fused with heaven and earth.

Ling Lingqi's set of Taijiquan had not yet been halfway practiced, and another figure took up light skills, dodged and moved, and soon came to this golden top.

This figure looks extremely beautiful, there is a feeling of being out of the dust, and the face is even more suffocating, who else would it be if it wasn't an ethereal fairy?

As soon as the fairy arrived at the golden peak, he saw Ling Lingqi standing there boxing, and he was also attracted by his figure for a while, and the lover was in his eyes, and now the ethereal fairy regarded Ling Lingqi as the most important person in his life.