The white clothes of the mountains and rivers are still as old as before

The weather is sunny and the breeze is not dry.

Bai Yi brought a plate of chilled fruit, placed it in front of Zhou Zishu's case, and sat beside him to watch Zhang Chengling practice martial arts with him.

An elevated frame was erected in the small courtyard. A long rope was tied around the boy's waist, and a sandbag was attached to the other end to hang on the frame. He was dragging it with difficulty, practicing Liuyun Jiugongbu, not daring to make a wrong step. But the figure is very clumsy, being dragged by the sack and stumbled, very embarrassed.

He was so tired that he was sweating profusely, and when he looked up, he saw his master and uncle Bai.Sitting under a big shady umbrella, with fruit snacks and two glasses of sake, he was meticulously watching him practice martial arts, while his Uncle Wen watched him sweat profusely while drinking and fisting with Senior Ye.

Zhang Chengling thought to himself, Uncle Wen and Senior Ye pecked at each other like fighting cocks every day, how could they have such a tacit understanding while watching the excitement.

All these thoughts distracted him, he was dragged back by the heavy sack, he fell to the ground, and when he got up again, his steps became a little more chaotic because of his impatience.

Zhou Zishu frowned, casually touched a nut on the plate, raised his hand and threw it, hitting the young man's knee, catching him off guard, dragged back by the heavy sandbag, and He fell on his back.

"Master, I didn't go wrong!" Zhang Chengling said aggrieved after being beaten for no reason.

"I've practiced thousands of times, and I should be right. This kung fu is called Liuyun Jiugongbu! Don't call it a bear dance! Yours is uglier than a spider crawling." Zhou Zishu scolded with a straight face.

Although there is nothing wrong with his lecture, but the bear dancing, the spider crawling and so on, Bai Yi really wanted to laugh. He held back his smile and muttered in a low voice: "How did he manage to take one step without making a mistake, but he can be so clumsy and ugly?" ?”

It's really ugly. Liuyun Jiugongbu has always been famous for its invisible, elegant and dusty steps. Whether it is Qin Huaizhang or Zhou Zishu, even in white clothes, they can step on that footwork to the extreme. Light, quick and beautiful, but at Zhang Chengling's feet, so clumsy?

Zhou Zishu naturally heard his whispered complaints, and snorted angrily: "Stop sarcasm here! Eat your fruit!" He can teach Zhang Chengling to be useless, but he can't hear others say something bad about his apprentice , even if this person is Laobai, you can grab a cold melon and stuff it into his hand, telling him to shut up quickly.

Bai Yi gnawed on the melon, suppressed a smile, watched him train his disciples, he really looked good, he had a strict teacher's demeanor, which was more decent than his master Qin Huaizhang's disciples.

"Stand up for me, keep your back straight, and continue practicing!"

Bai Yi was blocked by Zhou Zishu's melon, and even if he wanted to say a few soft words for Zhang Chengling, he couldn't open his mouth.

But Wen Kexing, who was drinking wine with Ye Baiyi in the pavilion next to him, received the young man's look for help, and cautiously persuaded him: "Axu, let the child rest for a while in the hot weather."

Seeing Uncle Wen pleading for him, Zhang Chengling hurriedly begged for mercy: "Master, this sack is too heavy. I really can't straighten my waist. Can you take some weight off?" It's okay to lower the difficulty a little bit, master~

It doesn't matter if he doesn't beg for mercy, Zhou Zishu became even more angry when he spoke, and warned viciously: "Believe it or not, I'll take your legs off too!"

Zhang Chengling thought to himself: Forget it, I'm still strong and staggered up.Continue to adopt the Liuyun Jiugong step that is already familiar by heart.

"Ah Xu, I only realized how merciful my master was when I saw you teaching my disciples." Wen Kexing couldn't help but sigh with emotion when he saw how strict he was leading his disciples.

"Who is your master?" Ye Baiyi asked naturally after pouring a glass of wine.

"My dear father..." Wen Ke's jargon came to this point, and his expression was a little sad.

Ye Baiyi didn't care about his small thoughts, and sneered mercilessly: "Hahaha, how can my father teach my son? How can I do it? No wonder you are so poor in martial arts, you should be like him when teaching apprentices." teach!"

Wen Kexing was ridiculed by him so naturally he said angrily: "What kind of great master have you taught..." He rolled his eyes, as if thinking of something, he said, " Lao Bai couldn’t be taught by you, no wonder he’s old-fashioned and boring.”

Stuffy and boring?Bai Yi was still gnawing on the cold melon, when he was suddenly coughed out in embarrassment.He didn't forget to give Wen Kexing a hard look through the curtain.

Ye Baiyi didn't answer his words, his expression was a little sad, the words lingered around his mouth, and he still said bluntly: "It's like you beat that brat, I didn't expect you to be so bad at martial arts, and you can't even drink alcohol. no."

Wen Kexing was naturally unconvinced when he taunted him that he was not good at drinking. He poured himself a big bowl of spirits and said provocatively, "Come on, let's do it!"

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"Gathering the true energy, condensing the energy into the dantian, its strength will be self-generated!" Zhou Zishu's training of his disciples naturally did not mean that he should be able to practice martial arts, but he had to practice skills.

"Boy, it's better for you to disperse your heart at this time than to gather it. Send the true energy to your limbs, and drive it with true energy, so your body will naturally be strong." Wen Kexing also saw that Zhang Chengling was already full of strength at this time. It's almost the end, it's because he is not proficient in the operation of the exercises, so he naturally gave a few words, but his meaning was completely different from Zhou Zishu's.

Zhang Chengling felt that what Uncle Wen said was quite reasonable. According to the luck skills he taught, Zhou Zishu reprimanded him angrily: "Who told you to listen to him? Hesitating and spitting, and letting go of anger, like a hundred rivers. Into the sea, without a trace."

Bai Yi saw that Zhang Chengling's steps were already messy, and there were bean-sized drops of sweat on his forehead. After eating the melon in his hand, he wiped his hands and said angrily: "Both of you shut up, won't you?" Can teach apprentices? The child will be confused after a while."

"If I don't know how, you will, brat, you listen to me, your heart is tangible, your spirit is like a swimming snake, unceasing, and you can come and go freely." Wen Kexing was stabbed by the white clothes without pain or itching, and he became even more energetic. up.

Zhang Chengling's zhenqi gathered and disperse for a while, and when his footsteps were crooked, his zhenqi was completely messed up. He was pulled back by the heavy sack, and he was about to fall heavily to the ground.

Seeing that the situation was not going well, Wen Zhou and the others stepped forward, grabbed the rope holding Zhang Chengling, and pressed it against his back, preventing him from really falling on his back. He would come out through the body after a fall. I was really angry.

"Axu, he is Chengling." The two of them also walked down quickly. Wen Kexing saw that the child was taught by them, he was so chaotic, he was quite embarrassed to take his pulse, cut his pulse, said with some surprise.

"You two just do it, and sooner or later you will force the apprentice to be good or bad, are you satisfied now?" Ye Baiyi was still watching the excitement and mockingly.

Zhou Zishu didn't care: "It's okay, it's not a big problem."

Bai Yi supported Zhang Chengling and let Wen Kexing take his pulse. Wen Kexing couldn't help but click his tongue and said: "This child's natural meridians are much wider than ordinary people. Could it be that he is still a genius?"

"A few days ago when I taught him to practice internal skills, I saw it. I blamed you two for being indifferent, teaching the child indiscriminately, and seem to force the child." Bai Yi snorted angrily.

"Chengling's natural meridians are wide and smooth, like a wide river. Naturally, it takes more time to fill up the water than a clear and shallow stream. The reason why the progress of martial arts is slow is not because he doesn't work hard." Zhou Zishu said Zhang Chengling is also well aware of his qualifications and has his own teaching methods, so he is not satisfied with Wen Kexing's random advice.

Zhang Chengling was so angry that he was a little dazed. Hearing what they said, he looked at his palm and asked incredulously, "Master, Uncle Bai, what's wrong with me?"

"It's okay, I'll praise you as a martial arts prodigy, practice hard." Bai Yi patted Zhang Chengling's shoulder and helped him up.

"Unexpectedly, there are such strange people in the world. They are extremely stupid, but have excellent muscles and bones. Then, does God want you to be good? Or is it not good?" Ye Baiyi was also aroused by Zhang Chengling's roots.

"No matter how good the root is, I will also worship my Axu as a teacher. Don't make mistakes when you see that others are good seedlings." Wen Kexing saw that Ye Baiyi was interested and quickly poured cold water on him, not polite Lost two sentences.

Ye Baiyi was a little disdainful, and snorted: "I've seen better ones."

Wen Kexing thought he was talking about Lao Bai, but Bai Yi could see his dejected expression, he was afraid that he was hurting the scene, and missed his deceased apprentice, the Fengshan sword face who stirred up the bloody storm in the rivers and lakes dazzle.

Ye Baiyi didn't want to think about those sad past, raised his glass and shouted: "Do you still want to drink?"

"Drink as soon as you drink, who is afraid of whom!" Wen Kexing stood up, and continued to compete for drinks with him while shaking his sleeves.

Bai Yi saw that Uncle Ye wanted to drink away his sorrows, thought for a moment, then raised his voice and said, "Uncle Ye, I'll have a drink with you too!"

Ye Baiyi paused when he was pouring the wine, and said in surprise: "Hey! Brat, when will you get better at what's in the glass? Didn't you never drink alcohol in the past? Who spoiled you?" ah?"

"Hehehe, old monster, I'm afraid you don't know that Lao Bai is a one-drinker!" Wen Kexing approached Ye Bai with a smirk, and mercilessly sold off the embarrassment of Lao Bai's back then .

"I haven't settled with you yet, so you betrayed me, Wen Kexing, you wait, I have to drink you down today!" Ke Xing should teach a good lesson and leave for three days, it will impress him.

"Come on, who is afraid of whom!" Wen Kexing didn't know.After Bai Yi had an embarrassment, he figured out the correct way to drink, not to smell of alcohol, and not to get drunk after a thousand cups.Also treat him as the one who wants to save face.

Zhou Zishu let the three of them mess around, patted Zhang Chengling on the shoulder, softened his tone, and said gently, "Chengling, are you okay? If you really can't hold on anymore, just practice for another half an hour."

Zhang Chengling couldn't believe it, how could his master say such harsh things in such a gentle tone.

Zhang Chengling still wanted to act coquettishly, show off miserably, and win sympathy, but seeing his master's face gradually turning cold, he didn't dare to open his mouth.

Ye Baiyi didn't forget to say a few words while trying to drink: "You can force him a little more, he won't die for a while."

"Come, come, Uncle Ye, don't just drink, eat some fruit." Seeing that he wanted to say something, Bai Yi hurriedly pushed a fruit plate over, trying to shut his mouth.

Zhang Chengling had already practiced pretty badly, and if Ye Baiyi stoked the flames like this again, he might be exhausted.

"Brat, you're just so clever, come here, let me see how your drinking capacity has improved over the years!" Ye Baiyi couldn't see his little thought of protecting his shortcomings, but he didn't bother with him, and poured a full bottle for him with his own hands. A large bowl full of spirits was pushed in front of him.

Bai Yi didn't hesitate, picked up the wine bowl and said with emotion: "I haven't had a drink with Uncle Ye yet, come, Uncle Ye, I respect you with this bowl!"

Wen Kexing watched the white clothes dry, his mind was still clear after drinking a bowl of spirits, he opened his eyes wide, and exclaimed: "Hey! The old monster also said that you don't drink alcohol, just pour a glass, I'm afraid you are pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger ! Lao Bai, this is because you are being unkind!"

Wen Kexing didn't see it, Ye Baiyi still couldn't see it, this brat was playing tricks, rolled his eyes at him, and said angrily: "I don't know who I learned those heretical things from! It's ruined!" This is good wine."

Bai Yi sneered, "It's not important, it's not important, as long as you don't lose face."

Zhou Zishu didn't want to get involved in the childish drinking behavior of the three of them, so he stared at Zhang Chengling seriously after finishing his practice, and urged him to go to rest immediately.

As the sky was getting darker, the three of them were still pushing glasses and changing glasses, making up their minds to get drunk.

Ye Baiyi is a real drinker who can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk. Baiyi can stay awake until now with his carefulness. Only Wen Kexing has drunk a few jars of spirits.

Sitting cross-legged under the big umbrella, Zhou Zishu didn't want to pay attention to the three noisy guys, and let the mountain wind blow away the hotness all over his body, leaving him in a very peaceful state of mind.

On the wine table, Wen Kexing was surrounded by the uncle and nephew.He was drunk after taking turns to drink, and they told him that he had a big mouth, so he yelled at Zhou Zishu unconvinced, and Zhou Zishu didn't answer him after calling him several times, and returned to the banquet angrily.

He wobbled around the two of them twice, and suddenly he lay on the back of the white clothes, raised his side face with one hand, and asked vaguely: "Old Bai, you said that you were originally this old monster's son." Sword Spirit, why doesn't he look like him at all, but looks so much like Axu?" He used the strength of alcohol to ask the confusion that had been entrenched in his heart for a long time.

Bai Yi dodged back, reeking of alcohol, pushed his hand away, and said angrily, "The thing looks like its master, what's the fuss about?"

"That's not right, you should be like this old monster!" Wen Kexing refused to give up and wanted to pester him, but he pushed him away angrily.

"I want you to care, can you still drink? If you can't drink, just leave the table, what kind of drunkenness are you playing?" Bai Yi saw that Uncle Ye's hand holding the wine bowl had blue veins, and was afraid that Wen Kexing would continue to pester him like this Going down, Ye Baiyi could really flip the table.

Wen Kexing was still a little unwilling to give up, he circled around him twice, was glared at him twice, then changed his target resentfully, leaned close to Ye Baiyi, stared at his handsome face for a moment, and suddenly said He continued: "I don't know how many years you, an old monster, have lived. By the way, how old are you, Ye?"

Ye Baiyi calmed down the sudden emotion just now, and said indifferently: "I don't remember, anyway, I could have died a long time ago."

Hearing Uncle Ye's emotion, Bai Yi was very sad. Longevity is a curse, and Uncle Ye was cursed for half his life, eating ice and drinking snow like a living dead in Changming Mountain. one person.Now, once he went down the mountain, escaped into the world of mortals, and broke through the imprisonment of the inedible fireworks, the heavens and the earth are missing, and the heavens and man are in decline. I don't know how much time is left to live, but he can't say anything, and he will die. Soon, who has the face to persuade Ye Baiyi to live well.

Because of this layer, his persistent obsession and resentment towards Ye Baiyi in those years melted into the cliffs and drenched in the soil like the first snow lingering in the spring.

Wen Kexing heard the words, but he thought of Zhou Zishu. Since this old monster has a good face, can live forever, and has a very high level of cultivation, can he also have a way to heal Ah Xu's injury and let him live well? ?

The author has something to say:

Hahahahaha, Four Seasons Villa Holiday Training Camp.The class has already started. Although there is only Zhang Chengling as the student, the lineup of teachers is absolutely luxurious.