Chapter Twenty-Three: The Trial of Harmony The softness of the bow

"My sword qi refers to the sword intent in my heart first, and then constantly deepens the internal force in the use of the shot, so that the internal force is released, and gradually forced out of the fingers, gathering at the fingertips and not dispersing, and then gradually condensing into sword qi. This is a process that requires a slow change, and it is not something that can be turned into sword qi as soon as it is shot. In this process, the internal force is constantly condensed and compressed, and when it is shot out through the middle finger tip of the middle finger, it directly turns into a highly condensed sword qi, which can destroy the gold and jade. However, the strength of my current internal force is not enough, and in the process of continuous cycle of internal force, not only can it not be condensed and compressed, but it is more and more scattered and cannot be gathered. That requires a deep internal force, continuously injected, in order to be able to condense and compress without dissipation. ”

Although Yin Zhiping couldn't practice this way to rush the sword, the theoretical truth of its operation was basically understood in several exercises. But if you understand it, you can understand it, but if you can't understand it internally, you can't practice it even if you understand it clearly.

"What I want to do now is to combine the strengths of both and make up for each other's shortcomings. Let the internal force directly turn into sword qi, and there is no need for the sword qi finger to be slowly condensed in the process of using the finger, and there is no need for the internal force to constantly circulate and reciprocate so many times between the meridians and acupoints of the arm. Well, first of all, I have to try to have sword intent in my heart, and then the internal force will turn a few times less, as long as it is condensed, don't turn too much but scatter. If you don't cycle for a few weeks, your power will definitely be greatly reduced, but as long as you can shoot out sword qi, you can do it. I don't need to shoot straight out of the foot with one shot, I can shoot a few inches away first, and I'm very content. There is no need to destroy gold and jade without being invincible. As long as it can pierce people's flesh and blood, it is enough. ”

He thought to himself and immediately tried to practice. I didn't even try seven or eight times. But he was not discouraged, and he had to try more than ten times. Gradually, I found some tricks and found some ways. I couldn't help but feel happy, and I practiced more energetically.

"Senior Brother Yin, Senior Brother Yin......"

Suddenly, someone outside the room shouted, and shouted three times in a row, and one came closer than the other, only to wake up Yin Zhiping, who was too involved in practice. When I came back to my senses, it was Cheng Yaojia's voice, and I immediately walked over and opened the door.

Yin Zhiping was punished to think about it. The reason for the disclosure was that he had been missing for a year, saying that he was good at making claims, did not have the sense of responsibility of the first disciple, and was too casual. But this is just a statement to the outside world and the disciples of the Quanzhen Sect, but the actual reason is because of the matter of Lujiazhuang. Only a few people know this.

Cheng Yaojia, as one of the parties involved, is also Sun Buer's personal disciple, so he naturally knows the reason for this. Yin Zhiping was punished for her business. She felt guilty about it. So since Yin Zhiping was punished to think about it, she would come to visit Yin Zhiping every few days and greet Yin Zhiping with cold and warmth. And every time I come, I will bring some things for Yin Zhiping, mostly some food and pastries.

Hearing that it was Cheng Yaojia's voice, Yin Zhiping was not surprised. When I opened the door, I saw that Cheng Yaojia was standing outside the door. In one hand he was carrying a small food box, and in the other he was carrying a package.

"Senior Sister Cheng. Come on in. Yin Zhiping greeted with a smile, and hurriedly extended his hand to invite Cheng Yaojia to sit inside.

There was some wind and snow outside today, but it was not big, and the cold wind swept small snowflakes and flew wildly. Cheng Yaojia's head and shoulders were covered with a thin layer of snow, and she gently patted the snow on her body before walking into the room.

The room was sheltered from the wind and snow outside, so it was naturally warmer, but it was not much warmer, because there was no fire in the room. Although there are also stoves and fire pits in the room, Yin Zhiping is proud of his profound skills and is not afraid of the cold, but he is too lazy to make a fire. Although the fire is warm, it is inevitably a little troublesome, and you have to add firewood or charcoal from time to time. He didn't bother to get that, he didn't sleep these days anyway, and spent every night in meditation and practice.

However, in Cheng Yaojia's eyes, he couldn't help but feel that Yin Zhiping was in a down-and-out situation, and on a cold winter day, he had to be trapped in the lonely peak and thought about it, and the room was extremely simple, and it could only shelter from the wind and rain. There is no charcoal fire for heating on a cold day, which is very pitiful. Although Yin Zhiping had repeatedly stated to her that he was too lazy to light a fire and was not afraid of the cold, Cheng Yaojia still felt that he was very pitiful here, and he felt even more guilty about him in his heart.

Cheng Yaojia walked into the room and put the two things in his hand on the table. The food box was put aside, she unwrapped the package, and said, "Senior Brother Yin, I made you a new cotton coat, you can try it." With that, he took it out of the package and unfolded it with shaking hands.

Yin Zhiping said: "Thank you Senior Sister Cheng, but you don't have to work so hard, I can still wear this one." If you want to exchange it, there are also surplus ones in our palace that can be exchanged, and you don't have to do it yourself. ”

Cheng Yaojia smiled softly: "If I didn't do it myself, then where could I show my intentions? Besides, there is nothing tiring about it, I have been used to needlework since I was a child." Anyway, in addition to practicing every day, the rest of the time is idle. He said: "Senior brother, come and try to see if it fits, I haven't measured your size, I just made it by visual inspection, if it is not suitable, I will take it back and change it." ”

Yin Zhiping had no choice but to take off the robe outside, and then take off the cotton clothes he was wearing inside. But fortunately, there is a close-fitting middle coat inside, but it is not naked. However, Yaojia still didn't dare to look directly, lowered her head to avoid her gaze, and her face was a little red.

Stretched out her hand to take her newly made cotton coat from Cheng Yaojia's hand, stretched out her sleeves and put it on, she looked down first, and said with a smile: "It fits very well, junior sister, you really have good eyesight, and you are very delicate to make, and it is very warm to wear." ”

Only then did Cheng Yaojia raise her head, go around the table, and stand in front of him to look carefully.

Yin Zhiping looked at her pretty face close at hand, although he had already given up on her in his heart and no longer fantasized about her, but at this time, he looked at this jade face, and saw that her face was as smooth and white as jade, without the slightest flaw, Qiong's nose was cute, and her red lips were delicate, but she still couldn't help but feel a pounding in her heart, and wanted to hold her in her arms and kiss her.

With this thought in his heart, he quickly took another deep breath, turned his head to look out the window, and suppressed this thought.

Although Cheng Yaojia looked down at the cotton clothes on his body, he didn't make eye contact with him, but he also seemed to feel the heat and willingness contained in his eyes, and his white face couldn't help but blush, and he lowered his head.

The charm of bowing his head made Yin Zhiping, who had just turned around, see it, and couldn't help but think of the sentence in Xu Zhimo's poem, "The most is the gentleness of the bowing head, like a water lotus flower that is not shyness in the cool breeze." (To be continued.) )