After living in Xie Mansion for five days, Feng Mu really had a headache, because he lived in the same room with his two elder brothers, and whenever he wanted to meditate and practice, he would hear the cry of his eldest brother Xiaotian.

During the day, the eldest brother and the second brother have to follow the uncles and uncles to practice martial arts, and at the request of the elders, they will also practice against each other.

The fists and feet are facing each other, Xiaotian is relatively sluggish, and it is difficult to dodge Xiaoyun's moves in time, so the old injuries are not healed, and new injuries are added. Normally, he takes ten punches, but only gets two or three palms back. And at night, although he also wiped the bruises, he still screamed unconsciously.

Listening to such a voice in Feng Mu's ears, it became a disturbance, and he had not yet reached the realm of his heart like water. So after getting up early in the morning, he begged Xie Pi to let him live in an abandoned hut in the backyard.

After a simple tidying up, Feng Mu lived in the hut. At the beginning, Han Shaofei and others also came to inquire about him about some things, and when they learned that Thirteen was separated from him, they didn't have much to say.

Originally, Feng Mu planned to follow his two elder brothers and a classmate in martial arts, but Han Shaofei resolutely disagreed, fearing that he would hurt him, so Feng Mu had to give up and watch from the sidelines.

In his opinion, the tricks learned by the two elder brothers were much more superficial than those he learned in the palace, and Xiao Tian's reaction was indeed too slow, seeing him being thrown several times, Feng Mu watched it from the sidelines.

Seeing that Xiao Tian's forehead was bleeding, Xiao Yun asked with concern, "Xiao Tian, are you okay?"

"I have a cut on my head, will I die?" Xiao Tian asked in a panic as he stroked his forehead with his hand.

Han Shaofei on the side looked at it, couldn't help but shake his head and sigh, and scolded: "I've taught you dozens of times, that trick 'White Crane Bright Wings' you only need to use 'Transferring Flowers and Trees' to dissolve it, are you a deaf ear if you are a teacher? ”

Seeing Han Shaofei's appearance of hating iron but not steel, Xiao Tian hurriedly lowered his head and said guiltily: "Master, don't blame, I didn't think about it for a while, and I won't be next time." ”

Lin Huchen, who could no longer use his internal force, simply bandaged Feng Mu and said, "You can't be blamed for this, you have done your best, the masters can see it." ”

Lao Jiu, who had empty arms, looked at Wang Dahai with a smug face, and didn't say anything, but he was thinking in his heart about how to give full play to Xiaotian's strengths, and he couldn't let him keep losing, otherwise how would the face of the three brothers exist?

After dinner, Xiao Tian was still practicing alone in the courtyard, and he never knew the essentials of the "seventy-two road grapplers", because he could barely remember it, which already made him feel very difficult.

Feng Mu held a mung bean cake in his hand, chewed it slowly with relish, and looked at the eldest brother in the courtyard with interest, at this time, the second brother Xiaoyun came to him and said softly: "Actually, I don't want to hurt Xiaotian, but if I deliberately release water, the master will severely punish me." ”

Looking at the second brother with a helpless face, Feng Mu sighed lightly and said: "Second brother, you are just doing your part, although the eldest brother was injured by you, he did not hate you because of this, everyone can understand what you did." ”

"If there is any way to improve Xiao Tian's martial arts quickly, or if he is very durable, then the situation may be better. ”

Listening to Xiaoyun's words, Feng Mu fell into deep thought, he seemed to have heard of a kind of herb from Mo Ziye, and using it for a long time to rub and bathe can make the skin rougher and more durable, but he had only heard it once, and now he couldn't remember it.

Xiao Tian, who practiced boxing, stopped to wipe his sweat, Xiao Yun threw him a bun and asked him to catch it, the bun shook a few times in Xiao Tian's hand, and he grabbed it and didn't fall to the ground. In Feng Mu's eyes, he was even more sure that Xiao Tian was not suitable for cultivating grapplers.

Because it is a trick that pays attention to instantaneous control of the enemy, for Mu Ne's Xiaotian, there is a congenital obstacle, his reaction is a beat slower than ordinary people, and the most suitable martial arts is to strike backwards, similar to the iron cloth shirt and golden bell jar and other martial arts are very suitable for him.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Feng Mu's face, and he planned to secretly hand over the cultivation technique of the Golden Bell Jar to Xiao Tian.

The reason why they didn't directly explain it to Uncle Han was because they were worried that they wouldn't listen, after all, their martial arts routines were good at attacking, and as Jinyi Guard, the arrest of felons was of course a preemptive strike, so were they still waiting for the prisoners to take the initiative to attack? It was strange not to escape without a shadow.

After that, as soon as Feng Mu had time to spare, he took him along and taught him the mental mantra of the Golden Bell Jar. Xiaotian's memory is no better than that of a normal person, and he always has to repeat it dozens of times to be able to remember, and it is even more difficult for him to understand.

For half a month, Feng Mu finally let Xiao Tian memorize Sancheng's mantra, and then handed him some basic tricks, for the movements, Xiao Tian mastered it very quickly, because under Han Shaofei's strict requirements, he had practiced countless times, and his body had already been used to it.

After another month, Xiao Tian finally memorized all the mantras of the heart, Feng Mu was worried that he would forget, so he asked him to apply those mantras to specific tricks, and let him recite them silently every morning when he went to bed.

In this way, this set of formulas can be deeply imprinted in Xiaotian's mind, but the biggest trouble is to be confused with the mantra of the grappler, and if there is a mistake, it will easily lead to madness.

This is Feng Mu's biggest concern, he found Xiaotian after a few days and asked him to recite the mental method, who knew that the eldest brother actually recited it word for word, and there was no confusion. Feng Mu asked him the reason curiously, and Xiao Tian replied that he didn't think about anything when he recited the Heart Method of the Golden Bell Jar, but only thought about the Heart Method.

Feng Mu couldn't help but be stunned, it was he who complicated the simple question, Xiao Tian's mind was simple, there were not so many chaotic thoughts, this might be a blessing in disguise for him, the simpler it was, the easier it would be to refine the martial arts of the Golden Bell Jar.

When the two children fight, Xiaotian will still be defeated by Xiaoyun, but the injury is not as serious as before. But he stood still just to be beaten, and in the eyes of Han Shaofei and the others, he suddenly became angry.

"Are you wood, have you forgotten all the moves you taught to your teacher? My apprentice is not a straw bale who can only be beaten. ”

Han Shaofei looked at Xiao Tian, stepped forward angrily, slapped him in the face, but felt a trace of backlash, and couldn't help but scold angrily: "You dare to steal the martial arts of other sects, saying, who taught you?"

In the face of Master's angry questioning, Xiao Tian's face turned pale with fright, thinking that if he said his younger brother Feng Mu, Master would definitely beat him to a serious injury, but he clenched his teeth and refused to confide in half a word.

Han Shaofei and the others have been suppressed by Wang Dahai for a long time, and they originally expected the apprentice to be able to vent their anger for themselves, but they didn't know that this kid now had the intention of betraying his master, and his anger was not even beaten, and he was about to hit Xiaotian in the face with a raised hand.

"Uncle Han, I taught him the martial arts of the golden bell jar of the eldest brother, you punish me, don't blame him. ”

Feng Mu looked at the stubborn Xiaotian from the side, and his good impression of the eldest brother in his heart increased a little, and he stood up and said without hesitation.

After he finished speaking, several adults stared at him in surprise, as if he had three heads and six arms.