[Douluo] I grow up with you

Ye Xingluo took Bibi Dong's hand, and Bibi Dong seemed to sense it. The two of them apologized seriously to Teacher Yeli first. After all, they had hidden the matter of twin martial spirits.

Two years ago, Bibi Dong had just lost her parents, and Ye Xingluo had just traveled through time. Both of them were in extremely sensitive situations, and it was not appropriate to tell others about their private situations. Now is the time, too.

After talking for a while, Yeli fell silent. He never thought that his two disciples were so talented... Sure enough, it was really cool to be a hands-off shopkeeper.

Seeing the two teachers looking at each other with cannibalistic looks, Yeli pinched his nose silently and ran away.

Only then did Bibi Dong look at Shu Fengxian seriously: "Master, I am willing to study with you."

"Haha, okay. Just come with me. I'll make a training plan based on your physical and mental condition." After saying that, he stood up and prepared to leave.

Shu Feng first took Bibi Dong to a stone forest. This stone forest was not very high, about the height of an adult man, but each stone pillar was engraved with powerful and powerful words that covered all directions.

"For now, I think you should train your mental and soul power. In a week, copy these words. Just use your fingers to draw them."

"Oh, okay. Master."

"It's not an ordinary copying, it's about integrating your mental and soul power to understand their shape, spirit, and artistic conception. Then we can start focused training."

So Bibi Dong looked at the countless stone pillars and fell silent. She just looked at them once, and it was fine.

Taking a deep breath, Bibi Dong cheered up and started.

Stretching out her index and middle fingers, she put them into the grooves of the word marks and traced them across. Bibi Dong tried hard to understand the artistic conception of each stroke.

I always feel that my fingers will be stronger, but I'm afraid they will also produce a lot of calluses, huh~

Well, Bibi Dong, who copied one word, said nothing happened. It’s okay, there are still a few thousand words left…

But Ye Xingluo's direction is strange.

"My name is Jie Wenmu, Wuhun Years Chessboard. Disciple... hello."

(The age chessboard, well, it’s the kind of Go game. It matches the picture scroll of heaven and earth. I’m so excited, hehehehe!)

"Well, hello, Master. It's our first time meeting you."

Jian Wenmu thought for a while and handed Ye Xingluo a chess book.

"Ok?"

"Memorize it as a greeting gift. Five articles a day."

"Okay." Ye Xingluo continued to look at his master.

"Go back and come back tomorrow." Jian Wenmu waved his hand.

"Okay, goodbye, Master." Ye Xingluo fell silent.

My master talks very little.

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The day is finally over.

After memorizing the chess records, Ye Xingluo stretched and murmured to himself: "Master's request is quite special."

"Do you want to teach yourself to become a chess master?"

"Forget it, my brain is not that good."

Ye Xingluo, who was talking to himself, saw Bibi Dong coming back, looking disgraced?

"A Dong, why is your face covered with dust?"

Bibi Dong patted herself numbly, sighed, and told Ye Xingluo about Shu Fengxian's request.

"Oh~ Adong is working so hard. Oh, let me prepare some hand-soaking potion for Adong."

When Ye Xingluo actually brought a pot of dark potion, Bibi Dong couldn't help but laugh, why is this person so cute?

"Hehe, Little Leaf will serve you personally."

Bibi Dong blushed, "Okay, thank you Xingluo."

Ye Xingluo first washed Bibi Dong's hands carefully with clean water, and then gently put them into the basin of dark medicinal solution.

Watching Ye Xingluo rub it carefully for him, brushing his knuckles one by one, he felt a little itchy, but it was still very comfortable to be wrapped in this strange black liquid.

"What's Xingluo's training like?"

"At the moment, I should just memorize the chess records. It's relatively easy."

"Looks like I have to work harder. Master Shu asked me to copy all the words." As she said that, Bibi Dong looked at her hands with a little worry.

"Don't be afraid, A Dong. With me, I will give you a massage every day!"

Bibi Dong looked at Ye Xingluo who was serious, and her heart suddenly softened, "You little fool."

Ye Xingluo was instantly angry.

"I mean you are cute." Bibi Dong compensated.

"Oh. Okay." Ye Xingluo said proudly.

In fact, there are many sayings about cuteness. The most famous one is probably: You are silly but good-looking, so you are cute...; and also, cuteness is the highest compliment to a person.

The second day. After attending normal classes.

Ye Xingluo and Jian Wenmu sat in front of the chess table.

Feng Wenmu: "How do you feel?"

"I read all six chapters of "Plum Blossom Book"."

"Yes, let's go through it again."

Then, Ye Xingluo went from being full of confidence at the beginning to being slightly hesitant, to accidentally making the wrong move, thinking it was nothing.

However, Jian Wenmu flicked his fingers, and a white ball hit Ye Xingluo's forehead accurately.

"Ouch! It hurts." Ye Xingluo covered his head.

Feng Wenmu sighed: "You are not allowed to make wrong moves, and you are not allowed to fail to play. You must think quickly and remember the chess moves."

Ye Xingluo kept nodding his head to express his understanding.

On the other side, Bibi Dong began to draw characters quickly in order to speed up. From time to time, he released the Eight Spider Spears and rushed to another stone pillar.

Shu Feng, who was watching the situation, said he was very pleased. Yes, he is better behaved than Ye Li was when he was a child. It's really good. After a few days, I took out the Qianjun stylus and gave it to the child to continue practicing copying.

Jian Wenmu, who was playing chess with Ye Xingluo, finally relaxed his brows slightly when he saw the opponent's excellent understanding and comprehension. It was okay, not bad. Much better than Shu Fengxian, he is serious and obedient enough.

At the end of every day, Ye Xingluo threw herself into Bibi Dong's arms for comfort, crying in pain about the pain of playing chess.

After Bibi Dong was tired, she could not only enjoy Ye Xingluo's hand-bathing service, but also get closer to Ye Xingluo.

Ye Xingluo: There is a kind of life called having a head full of bumps and endless headaches.

Bibi Dong: There is a kind of pain that makes my fingers numb and I still have to write.

No matter how the mood of the person involved changes, the person involved does gain a lot, maybe.

But this is the first stage of training. After all, you can’t be too anxious to see the results.

Ever since, due to the satisfaction of the two masters, something magical happened a week later.

Ye Xingluo's side:

Jie Wenmu: "Tell me which three chess records you remember most clearly?"

"Three chapters of "Dream into the Divine Machine, Unparalleled Product, Unrivaled Swordsmanship, and Yuan Ji with the Remaining Soul of the Heart!"

(Plum Blossom Score, Menglu Shenji, Invincible Hand from the Cave, and Xinwu Zanpian are all the names of some famous chess scores, hehe. They are just used here, don’t worry about it.)

"Very well, come with me."

Bibi Dong’s side:

Shu Fengxian: "How many words are there in the stone forest?"

"Five thousand seven hundred and twenty-three words."

"Very good, the first phase is completed. Let's move on to the second phase of training."