In the next few days, Yue Wudi taught Guo Jing to practice martial arts during the day and to write at night.

For Guo Jing, Yue Wudi is still very satisfied, this child is not only smart, but also resolute and simple. Let him practice the Yi Jin Forging Bone Chapter for three hours, he will never practice only two hours, let him write a hundred Chinese character strokes, he will never only write ninety-nine times, for the task assigned by Yue Wudi, he has always been meticulous in execution.

Perhaps it was the wind and frost sword of the desert, as well as the simple life of his childhood, that Guo Jing knew that it was not easy to survive since he was a child, and he desperately hoped that he could become a strong man as soon as possible, so as to carry a piece of blue sky for his mother.

His mother always wept in the middle of the night, telling him that when he grew up, he would avenge his father's murder. Xiao Guo Jing deeply thinks about this, other children on the grassland have fathers, but he doesn't!

The father should be like a mountain, able to shelter their mother and son from the wind and rain. If he also had a father, then his mother wouldn't have to work so hard, and the older children wouldn't dare to join forces to bully him......

Yue Wudi noticed that when Guo Jing practiced the Yi Muscle Forging Chapter, there was a board between his fists and feet, and every move was issued, as if he was going towards some kind of target, gritting his teeth, as if he was going to beat the person in his fantasy into meat sauce.

"Jing'er!" Yue Wudi opened his mouth to stop Guo Jing, Guo Jing walked over with some confusion, didn't Uncle Yue say that you should not give up halfway when practicing martial arts? I had already set the goal of practicing a thousand times, but now I have only practiced eight hundred times, and I still have two hundred times to achieve the goal!

"Jing'er, why are you gritting your teeth?" asked Yue Wudi.

"I'm thinking about how to use these martial arts to beat people!" Guo Jing said with confidence, martial arts are used to beat people, and he has never doubted this.

Yue Wudi smiled slightly, he had only learned martial arts for three days. began to ponder the use of these moves by himself, and wanted to tell Guo Jing that the bone forging chapter was to cultivate internal skills and improve the practice of the root bones, not the way to play, but the words came to his lips and took them back.

Those actions in the Easy Muscle Forging Bone Chapter are used against the enemy. In Yue Wudi's eyes, it is true that there are many flaws, but since Xiao Guo Jing has consciously come up with the idea of pondering the way of playing, why should he stop it?

Although the moves in the Yi Muscle Forging Bone Chapter are a little rough for the enemy, it is only for masters, and it is still a stunt for ordinary martial arts people. Guo Jing is still young, if he can really figure out something on his own, it will undoubtedly open a door in advance for his future martial arts career.

Come to think of it. Yue Wudi said to Guo Jing gently: "Jing'er, your idea is not wrong at all, martial arts are used to beat people, used to kill people, if you can't kill people, if you can't beat people, then it's not martial arts." But you already have some problems practicing the Fa, when you're practicing. You shouldn't gnash your teeth, even if you do. You can only bite lightly, not hard, otherwise it will freeze the strength of your whole body, do you understand?"

Guo Jing nodded heavily, since he started to grit his teeth, he also felt that practicing had become uncomfortable. At this time, when he heard Yue Wudi point out his mistake, he naturally accepted it with an open mind.

Yue Wudi nodded with satisfaction, and was about to ask Guo Jing to finish practicing the remaining two hundred times, when he suddenly heard the sound of a war horse galloping in the distance, behind him. There was also a large group of people chasing after him, Yue Wudi's heart moved, and he said to Guo Jing: "Uncle Yue has something to go up the mountain, you can practice here for a while." ”

As he spoke, he strode away, and in a few flashes, he disappeared on the vast grassland, Guo Jing looked left and right, and couldn't find Yue Wudi, so he could only continue to practice alone, since he had set the goal of practicing a thousand times, he couldn't give up halfway.

Li Ping's body has been well in the past few days, thinking that Yue Wudi has lived in the Central Plains for a long time, and it must be difficult to swallow Mongolian food, so he went to a town thirty miles away and exchanged the woven cloth for food.

So there was only Xiao Guo Jing left in the family, who was constantly waving his little fists, and Guo Jing was not distracted during the practice, so he naturally didn't feel lonely at all.

A thousand times finally finished practicing, Guo Jing slowly retracted his merits and stood up, his immature little face, but the expression was very calm, looking up at the sky, there were still some times before the evening, and his mother should not come back so soon, and Uncle Yue, these days are all elusive, Guo Jing feels that if he wants to find Uncle Yue, he must have the strong martial arts of Uncle Yue.

A war horse galloped over, Guo Jing turned his head to look, only to see a ragged man lying on the horse's back and covered in blood, the horse slowly stopped in front of Guo Jing, Guo Jing saw two arrows stuck in the horse's legs, and couldn't help but feel pity.

The bloodied man slipped off his horse, drove the wounded horse away, and then said to Guo Jing in Mongolian, "Child, is there water?"

Guo Jing glanced at the man, and felt slightly familiar, it seemed to be the people in the army that was defeated that day, although he was defeated, but Guo Jing had seen this man shoot arrows with his bow, and the arrows were not missing, and every arrow shot could take the life of a warrior. Rushed left and right in the midst of the ten thousand armies, and even shot and wounded one of the arms of the black-robed general on the hill!

Guo Jing felt that this was a good man, so he said loudly: "Of course there is!" and ran back to the tent, filled a large kettle with a pot of water, and handed it to the man.

The man cooed a few times, drank the whole pot of water, returned the kettle to Guo Jing, and asked, "Is there anything else?"

Guo Jing didn't say a word, ran back to the tent and filled a pot of water again, and this time brought a large leg of mutton.

The man took the kettle and drank it all, the whole person seemed to be much happier, glanced at the leg of mutton in Guo Jing's hand, and immediately laughed loudly: "The little brother is really a careful person, but he is disrespectful!"

took the leg of mutton in Guo Jing's hand, feasted on a large piece, and after a short time, he ate the whole leg of mutton cleanly. Guo Jing had seen Yue Wudi eat mutton, several times faster than this man, so he was not surprised at all.

Suddenly there was the sound of horses' hooves in the distance, not only Guo Jing heard it, but the man also heard it, his face changed slightly, and he said to Guo Jing: "Little brother, you are being chased and killed by the enemy, do you have a bow and arrow at home?"

"You only have a wooden bow for play, and you can't kill anyone. Guo Jing was not surprised that this man was chased and killed, his face did not change, he pointed to a pile of haystacks behind the tent, and said: "You hide there, they can't find you, so they will naturally leave." (To be continued......)