Chapter 4 Departure

"The wind has a sound at any time, but it is mixed with different sounds to be able to distinguish carefully, so that people can feel the difference in it, this feeling is indeed extremely difficult to practice, you have to keep practicing, carefully figure it out. Murong Chen explained in a low voice.

"What you mean is that when there is no one, the wind is one sound, and when someone is there, it is another. Shangguan Yanran said with understanding.

"Yes, the sound of the wind is actually the same in an unchanging environment, but after someone is there, when the wind blows over him, there is a slight change, and to hear the sound of the wind is to hear this little change, and then to be able to distinguish it by himself, so that he can hear the sound of the wind. You try it. Murong Chen said as she quietly stretched out her hand and waved it in Shangguan Yanran's ear, Shangguan Yanran pricked up her ears and listened carefully, she seemed to hear a voice, whistling in the wind, and blowing away. She nodded to indicate that she heard and understood.

"Hearing the sound of the wind, and then making it impossible for others to hear the sound of the wind, this is the difference between a master and an ordinary martial arts person. Murong Chen waved his hand again, this time Shangguan Yanran didn't feel any changes, Murong Chen stood up and said to Shangguan Yanran with a smile.

"How did you get out of it? Shangguan Yanran stood up, took his arm and asked him.

Murong Chen smiled slightly, turned his face to look at Shangguan Yanran, looked at Shangguan Yanran with his hands behind his back and said, "If these hardships let me suffer again." I'm still willing to eat. And they will eat more and work harder than before. ”

"What are you for, are you born a masochist?" Shangguan Yanran looked at him in surprise and asked with wide eyes.

"No, how could I have come to Tian Lai Villa without those hardships, and how could I get the most precious gift of my life? So now I think if I do it again, I will definitely work harder, harder to do what I have done before. Because Heaven has arranged a gift for me in the dark. This gift will make me give everything I have. Murong Chen lowered his head and looked at Shangguan Yanran, who was looking at him with his head up, his eyes revealing a kind of tenderness, as if he was looking at the most precious thing in his life. The expression was like a person holding the most precious thing in his mouth, and he was afraid of melting in his mouth. I am afraid of falling when I hold it in my hand.

"Fool. You're a fool. Shangguan Yanran's eyes were already full of tears. She didn't know how to answer, she just grabbed Murong Chen's arm tightly and scolded him vigorously. Scold him.

People are speechless when they are deeply in love, and the most difficult thing is to have a person who is sincere to you, and a person who is really attentive to you.

"Let's go, go to the intersection in front, let's hire a carriage, it's not early, the mountain road is too difficult to walk, don't work too hard, go to Xiatang Village in a while, go to see grandpa." I don't want Grandpa to see you disgraced, dusty, and emaciated, and he'll be upset. Murong Chen looked at her and whispered.

"You have to tell me more about you, so that I can be a little prepared to see my grandfather, and don't let him look down on me. Shangguan Yanran wiped away her tears and said to Murong Chen with a smile.

"Okay, let's talk as we go, it's too late, grandpa will definitely die of joy when he sees you, and it's too late for him to be happy with such a beautiful granddaughter-in-law." Murong Chen laughed, supported Shangguan Yanran, and walked towards the intersection of the mountain. Shangguan Yanran glanced at him, and enjoyed letting him walk towards the bottom of the mountain with his support, she rarely walked such a rugged mountain road, and it was good to have someone to support, let alone her beloved.

As he walked, his childhood memories came out little by little, and he told Shangguan Yanran little by little.

After picking herbs, digging ores, picking up the prey that fell in the trap, the time was still early, he walked to the side of the big tree where he often practiced, slowly took a horse step, squatted down, and slowly began to luck, feeling everything in the Qingcheng Mountain, the internal force of the Emperor's Fist pays attention to the organic integration of the environment and people, can feel nature, integrate into nature, and control nature, although his Emperor's Fist is only the most basic part of the Emperor's Fist, and the skills and profound exercises can only be learned in Tianlai Villa, but the internal force exercises inherited by the Murong family are not possessed by Tianlai Villa, that is, thick and solid, as leisurely as the earth, and the Emperor's Fist and techniques of Tianlai Villa are known for their lightness and elegance, as if they are completely different exercises, but when the two exercises are combined into one, the Emperor's Fist is the most powerful, but even the half-step exercises have achieved the first village of the martial arts of Tianlai Villa, and it seems to be one of the two pillars of contemporary martial arts that compete with Xiangmen, and the Murong family dominated the world by relying on this half-step exercise to establish the Houyan Kingdom and establish a career in the Central Plains.

He squatted down, slowly feeling everything around him, when his heart had calmed down, he was lucky to his left hand, and suddenly threw a punch, the tree did not move, but the leaves shook slightly, none of them fell down, he carefully recalled the feeling of this punch, carefully summed it up, and then worked again, his right hand suddenly swung a punch, the tree still trembled slightly, but the leaves were shaking, and the wind made a loud noise as if to laugh at him.

He didn't pay attention to it, just waved his left fist and right fist, and he was waving his fist all afternoon, slowly realizing it. With each punch, he poured all his strength into it and slammed it into a blow. But he still didn't hear the sound of the wind, but he didn't give up, and kept practicing waving his fists. Every afternoon, every day.

"Hey, there's no internal strength, there's no strength, it's time to go back. After swinging the last blow, he collapsed on the ground, looking at the sky as it was almost dusk, the sky was red, and the sunset shone on the sky and reflected the sunset beautifully.

"Tomorrow is a good day, a sunny day. He looked at the sky, stood up, collected his work, picked up the prey, carried the ore on his back, and walked down the mountain step by step with a basket of herbs on his waist, at this time a small leaf fluttered and fell leisurely, falling on his shoulder, but the young man did not notice at all, packed up his things and walked slowly down the mountain, his extremely tired body made him not feel that a leaf had fallen on the tree he practiced, and the moment when he could not break through for a long time, in fact, when the leaves fell, it had quietly arrived, just like the cocoon that broke into a butterfly, it had slowly revealed a gap, and the butterfly was about to fly out。 (To be continued......)