Previously, Liu went back to the small courtyard at the age of ten to read the introductory method, and read it very seriously and attentively, and soon memorized all the content on it.At that time, the sun had not gone, and he began to refine his body according to the requirements in the book.It starts with a variety of postures, followed by lunges and inverted bridges, and finally a set of punches.That set of punches was not difficult, but it required continuous force, and if it lasted a little longer, his breathing would become extremely difficult, and he would not be able to continue at all.Just when he was about to give up, his chest and abdomen flickered, and his breathing entered a strange rhythm, which perfectly matched the force of the punch!
That kind of breathing rhythm is indeed peculiar, long and rapid at one time, and it doesn't seem to have any regularity, but Liu is very familiar with it at the age of ten, otherwise he would not be able to use it.It was in a small mountain village where Jing Jiu taught him how to breathe.Even now, he didn't know that this breathing method was called Yumen breathing, but he seemed to be clumsy, but in fact he was smart, and he knew very well what it meant.Jing Jiu didn't say anything and glanced at him.Liu Shi-year-old understood what he meant, and quickly stood up.At the entrance of the village, Jing Jiu glanced at him and knew that he was a one-in-a-million innate Dao species, otherwise he would not have been chosen.In this year, Jing Jiu didn't teach him more, but just passed on the most basic Yumen breath.Although the foundation is extremely important, Liu's ten-year-old Dao Seed is extremely well protected, and as long as the people of the Qingshan Sect are not blind, they will definitely not miss it.But it only took half a day for Liu to discover the beauty of it, and to his surprise, this child's understanding was even better than he imagined."
You don't have to thank me."
Jing Jiu said: "You also taught me, it's just an exchange. ”When Liu was ten years old, he thought to himself, how could chopping wood and cooking be compared to cultivation?
Jing Jiu said again: "Cultivation needs to concentrate and meditate, and the chores in the courtyard are handled by those deacons, so you don't have to think about coming over from time to time." ”Liu Shi-year-old said urgently: "Childe, don't you want me?"
”Jing Jiu didn't like to be noisy, raised his hand to signal him not to say any more, looked at the courtyard outside the window, and found that the area was not small, and it was really troublesome to sprinkle and sweep, and he didn't want to be touched by strangers about personal things."
Then it's up to you."………… The green leaves fall with the wind and go downstream with the stream.Time is like water, and soon more than ten days have passed.The outer disciples of Nansong Pavilion have been cultivating hard day and night, and they are very diligent, and no one dares to relax.Everywhere on the cliff flat, you can see young disciples refining their bodies, or squatting, or leaning on the loose, and more often they are boxing.From early morning to dusk, the sound of punches and shouts is incessant, and in early summer, the leaves fall from the trees, and the birds in the forest are even more restless.In the most prosperous places, you can already vaguely see the white smoke steaming.Looking at these pictures, Master Lu was quite satisfied, thinking that by the time the March period arrived, more than half of the disciples should have successfully entered the initial realm.At this time, Liu walked out of the sword hall at the age of ten.Lu Shi looked at him even more satisfied, smiling, thinking that he was worthy of being born with a Dao seed, and he really lived up to expectations.According to his judgment, in a few days at most, Liu will be able to enter the realm of hugging gods at the age of ten, and at this rate, it is really possible for this child to cultivate to the perfection of the realm of hugging gods in another year.If Nansong Pavilion can appear a genius disciple who can enter the inner gate within a year......
Thinking of the Senior Brother Meng who was now on Shangde Peak, the desire in his heart became stronger and stronger.If it weren't for the luck of meeting Zhao Layue, how could that Senior Brother Meng have such a creation.Lu Shi's gaze moved with Liu Shi's ten-year-old, watching him walk into the small courtyard, his smile suddenly narrowed, and he frowned.That small courtyard is Jingjiu's.Whether it was him or those outer disciples, they didn't know what Jing Jiu had done in the past ten days.After noon, you will see Jing Jiu lying on a bamboo deck chair basking in the sun, and I don't know where the bamboo deck chair came from.Lu Shi felt more and more that he had lost his eyes.But what really displeased him was not Jing Jiu's poor performance, but that to this day, Liu still regards himself as Jing Jiu's scholar or servant.The attention of the sect and the immortal master, and the respect of the same sect, Liu was ten years old and unaware, and he was still taking care of Jing Jiu's daily life every day as if he was in a small mountain village.In addition to his hard work every day, he had to go to that small courtyard to do a lot of chores.Every time they saw this picture, both Master Lu and his disciples felt that it was ridiculous, and naturally they were also very unhappy with Jing Jiu.According to the rules or habits of the Qingshan Sect, they generally rarely interfere with the cultivation of outer disciples, but the thought in Master Lu's heart is getting stronger and stronger, and it is almost impossible to suppress.He didn't want that young man with the beauty of his face to delay the most promising genius of the Qingshan Sect.He wanted to find a suitable opportunity to isolate the pair of master and servant, and was even thinking about whether he should find a reason to drive Jing Jiu out of the mountain gate?
………… In the dead of night, Liu returned to his courtyard at the age of ten, pushed the door in, and saw Lu Shi standing in the courtyard.He was a very smart child, and he quickly guessed the immortal master's intention, and his face became a little pale.Seeing the change in his expression, Lu Shi said, "It seems that I don't need to say anything more. ”Liu pursed his lips and did not speak.Master Lu didn't expect him to be so stubborn, and said in a deep voice: "How can a cultivator ignore fate and look down on the common people, how can he be a slave?
”Liu Shisui lowered his head and said, "Childe has a great kindness to me, and I want to repay him." ”Lu Shi frowned and said: "I don't care if you have any entanglements with him in the mortal world, when you come here, you have to cut off everything with a sword, my Qingshan Sect cultivates the way of the sword, and holds the sword heart, is there no such decisive power?"
”Liu Shinian still lowered his head, and said in a slightly trembling voice: "If the immortal master wants to drive the son away, then I won't practice." ”Master Lu was slightly angry when he heard this, he knew that cultivation was the dream of many mortals in the world, and he had to give up all of them for the sake of others?
But in the next moment, the anger in his heart turned into a faint appreciation, Liu Shiying's resolute choice, how could it not be in line with the sword path of the Qingshan Sect?
Lu Shi looked at Liu's ten-year-old eyes and said, "I will respect your wishes and will not forcibly drive him away, but you must understand that you are a true cultivator genius, and you are far above your son."
Whether you can adapt to this change or not, the change has already happened, and one day he will not be able to keep up with you, separate from you between the clouds, and never meet again, I only hope that before that, you will not be dragged down too much by him. ”After saying this, he left the small courtyard.Liu Shinian raised his head, and the expression on his little face was a little dazed.The next moment, he looked at the courtyard next to him, shrouded in night, and hesitated.()