The breeze blew by, causing ripples in the spring water, and then spread out in circles.

After a long time, Cheng Qiong asked Wei Yan to practice horse stance and push-ups.

When the sun reached the top of his head, Cheng Qiong's eyes closed slightly and said, "Go and have a meal."

Wei Yan nodded and ran away with exhausted steps.

This morning, Wei Yan seemed to have tasted the stimulation of defeating himself for the first time. The feeling of breaking the limit made the little Wei Yan learn the pleasure from the depths of his heart for the first time. He even looked forward to this feeling.

The lunch Wuqing prepared for Wei Yan was very rich. Chicken, duck, fish and meat were all great tonics, which was perfect for Wei Yan at this time.

After hurriedly finishing lunch, Cheng Qiong called Wei Yan to the training ground next to the hot spring.

One tall and one short, the two of them stood there. Wei Yan's eyes were filled with doubt, and he had already started to move in his heart. "What is Master doing? Why did his eyes slightly close? This is somewhat similar to the scene of the elder brother's cultivation. Does Master want to teach me how to practice? But my body is amazing..." As he thought about it, Xiao Wei Yan couldn't help but look up at Cheng Qiong again.

After a long time, Cheng Qiong said in a deep voice: "Yan'er, what did you feel just now?"

Although Cheng Qiong said these words simply and clearly, Yan'er didn't feel anything. If you want to say something, you can only be confused.

"Yan'er didn't have any feelings." Wei Yan replied with a red face and hesitantly.

Cheng Qiong opened his eyes and took a deep breath, looked at Yan'er and asked in a deep voice: "Do Yan'er know the "Book of Changes"?"

Wei Yan shook his head and gestured.

"In the Book of Changes, Yi has Tai Chi, and it begins to produce two yin, two yin produce four images, and four yin produce eight trigrams. The extreme refers to the ultimate truth, which summarizes the principles of heaven and earth. The two yin refers to yin and yang. The four yin refers to Shaoyang, Taiyang, Shaoyin, Taiyin. The eight trigrams refer to Gan, Kun, Zhen, Kan, Gen (gen), Xun (xun), Li, Dui. These eight trigrams can produce sixty-four hexagrams. Tai Chi moves and produces yang, and the movement is extreme and quiet, and quiet produces yin. The extreme still moves again, and one movement and one still are their roots. Divides yin and yang, and the two yins are established..."

After Cheng Qiong finished speaking, Wei Yan stared at him like a copper bell, obviously not understanding. Cheng Qiong had no intention of blame and asked in a low voice: "Do you not understand?"

Wei Yan nodded after hearing this.

"It's okay, I will explain it to you slowly in the future. Now you can write down my words: the fist is like a meteor's eyes and light, the waist is like a snake-shaped feet, the tail of the pen is straight and the spirit is penetrated, the hardness and softness are round and connected up and down; the body is loose and the spirit is restrained, the body is light and the head is hanging; the yin and yang are weak and the real one is rapidly changing, and the source of life is at the waist."

After repeating it several times, Wei Yan remembered these words firmly in his heart.

After several days, Wei Yan not only practiced horse stance and push-ups, but also learned the Book of Changes. Gradually, he seemed to be clear about the world in the Book of Changes.

In the spiritual world continent, people with status are cultivators, and those with low status and humble status can only start with basic skills. They may not be like those cultivators in their entire lives. However, once they become special warriors, they can compete with those cultivators in the spiritual intelligence stage with their weapons, such as Cheng Qiong.

Weapons can be divided into top-grade, middle-grade, and low-grade. If a first-level warrior has a top-grade weapon, he can compete with the Spiritual Intelligence Stage and the Divine Movement Stage!

On that afternoon, Cheng Qiong and Wei Yan stood under the Gu Peak.

Cheng Qiong looked up at the stone steps leading to the valley peak. The number of these stone steps must be at least five or six thousand. Even if they reach the top, they will be exhausted, let alone...

"I'll wait for you at the top of the peak later. Remember that you only have one incense stick." Cheng Qiong said coldly, without giving Wei Yan a chance to refute.

Wei Yan looked up at the peak. He had never been up there alone. Every time he went up, his father ordered someone to send him up. But today Cheng Qiong actually asked him to go up alone, and only gave him a stick of incense. This was like a bolt from the blue for Wei Yan. He was stunned at first and then lowered his head, and then bent down and tied his shoelaces again.

"Are you ready?" Cheng Qiong asked.

Wei Yan looked up at the distance, gritted his teeth and whispered: "Okay."

"Let's start," Cheng Qiong said coldly, and then he ran towards the top of the peak as if walking on flat ground.

"one"

"two"

"three"

“…”

Wei Yan gritted his teeth and walked upwards with difficulty. Time seemed to stop at this moment. Wei Yan gasped and his sweat was flowing down like rain.

"Why is the stone stairs still missing?" Thinking of this, Wei Yan raised his left foot, which was as heavy as a rock, again.

At this time, he had forgotten which level this was.

The sky was as calm as water, and even at this moment, the breeze stopped moving. Wei Yan felt that the air around him seemed to be drained in an instant. This suffocation made him cough a few times.

"No, I can't give up. For the sake of my father, I have to persist, and persist again." Suddenly, an invisible force emerged from his body. Wei Yan himself didn't know where this force came from.

Wei Yan's eyes flashed, and there was a little excitement in his light. This excitement was generated after defeating his own limits.

"Defeat yourself and surpass your limits..."

It was getting closer and closer to the peak, but Wei Yan's legs seemed to be stiff and he no longer listened to his orders. He felt sore and numb and uncomfortable.

Finally, when there were more than 100 stone steps left in Gu Peak, he fell down.

Just the moment he fell down, Cheng Qiong appeared.

It turned out that Cheng Qiong was afraid that Wei Yan would not be able to withstand any accidents, so he kept observing them secretly. When he saw Wei Yan breaking the limit again and again, he couldn't help but smile with satisfaction. "It's good to be able to climb here in such a short time at such a young age..."

"Master Yan'er disappointed you." Wei Yan choked.

Cheng Qiong didn't say anything, but just looked at the child in his arms with a strange look.

...

In the blink of an eye, half a year passed, and Wei Yan's body became much stronger. At this time, his skill in stance had made great progress. He could also use a single arm to do push-ups. The yellow sand in the sandbag was gradually increasing, and Wei Yan's resistance to strike was also increasing little by little. The speed of climbing the stone steps was also increasing.

In the past six months, Wei Yan not only learned the essence of the Book of Changes, but also learned some military tactics with Cheng Qiong.

In half a year, Wei Yan's size was much taller than before.

^^^^^^^^^^^^^

On the training ground next to the hot spring.

Cheng Qiong's tone was still cold, "Do you still remember the mental method I taught you?"

"The fist is like a meteor's eyes are like lightning, the waist is like a snake-shaped feet are like a drill; the middle of the pen is straight and the spirit is penetrated by the top, hard and soft, round and flexible, and the upper and lower parts are connected; the body is loose and the inner body is restrained, and the body is light and bright, the head is hanging; the yin and yang are weak and the real changes are rapidly, and the source of life is at the waist." Wei Yan returned in response, his proficiency is like reading a textbook.

"The fist is like a meteor's eyes are like lightning. The key is to be fast and accurate; one blow needs to knock down the opponent's explosive power. This is the reason why the world's martial arts are fast but not attacking. In addition, the fist can also be changed into claws, palms, and swords... Do you understand?" Cheng Qiong stared at Yan'erbing with his eyes as ice.

"Yan'er understands."

"The waist is like a snake-shaped foot is like a drill. The key is flexibility and the explosive power on the feet. The feet can become knives, sticks, whips, axes, and..." Cheng Qiong said one by one.

“…”

Finally, Cheng Qiong said in a summary: "So your task will be heavier in the future. The number of sandbags will increase in the future, and the yellow sand needs to be added more." As he said that, he turned his attention to the northeast.

Wei Yan followed Cheng Qiong's gaze and saw a ball there. Wei Yan's eyes flashed, and he had already begun to think about it in his heart.

"Go and bring it." Cheng Qiong ordered. As he said that, Wei Yan rushed over. He took it in his hand and took it. Only then did Wei Yan see that it was a round ball with extremely skillful workmanship. As for what material it made, he could not judge for the time being.

"Give it to you master." Wei Yan handed the ball with both hands.

Cheng Qiong took the ball, then threw it up, shouting: "Yan'er, take a look."

He was like a dancer at this time, sometimes bent down and sometimes leaned back. The ball flew from his left hand to his right hand, and then kicked it gently with his toes. Then Cheng Qiong jumped up and caught the ball with his head. Then the ball swirled from head to back to his feet, like a dragon swimming around Cheng Qiong's whole body.

At this moment, the ball seemed to be magnetically pressed against Cheng Qiong's clothes. All of this comes from the flexibility of the body and the coordination ability of various parts of the body. In addition, it also needs to be hit with clever force. It looks easy to make but difficult to reach the sky.

Wei Yan couldn't help but be shocked by his master's dance. This scene attracted his eyes.

After a dance, Cheng Qiong threw the ball to Wei Yan.

Wei Yan looked at Cheng Qiong's gaze and started to do it in the posture he had just done.

Throwing the ball is too simple, and catching the ball seems to be a piece of cake. But if you want the ball to roll freely on yourself, how can Wei Yan do it?

With a loud bang, the ball broke out of Wei Yan's control and fell to the ground.

"You have to integrate this ball with your body, so that it will not fall." Cheng Qiong said word by word.

These words are simple, and Wei Yan also understands the meaning, but to turn it into actual actions, one must make a lot of hard work. The reason why Cheng Qiong did this is to train Wei Yan's body flexibility and improve his reaction ability.

The next day, Cheng Qiong made Wei Yan a tumbler, but this tumbler was taller than Wei Yan, and from a distance he looked no different from a real person.

"What is this for?" Wei Yan's pupils showed a little joy.

"Drive it to the ground for your teacher." Cheng Qiong whispered.

Wei Yan couldn't help laughing when he heard this. Although this strange thing was a big taller than him, it would be a piece of cake to knock it down.

Wei Yan clenched his fist, then used all his strength, and then a muffled sound came, and the tumbler lay down.

"This punch will definitely fall!" Wei Yan looked at it with confidence, but then his face changed. If he hadn't dodged quickly, the rebound would have hit his forehead.

"How is this possible?" Wei Yan exclaimed, and then he kicked and beat him again, but the monster still stood up resolutely.

"Master, it, it, it" Wei Yan ran to Cheng Qiong and said in surprise.

"This thing is called Tumbler. There is a half-solid ball at the bottom. No matter how you hit it, he will not fall down." Hearing this confusion in Wei Yan's eyes, he immediately dissipated a lot, and he nodded frequently.

Cheng Qiong came to the tumbler and said, "Yan'er, come here." Then Wei Yan ran over. Cheng Qiong said with a stunned expression, "When you hit it hard, it will give you the same reaction force." As he said that, he gently hit it with his hand, and saw that the tumbler bounced back after it fell down.

"Yan'er, look at it," Cheng Qiong shouted.

Suddenly, Cheng Qiong's whole body touched the tumbler. No, he said in preparation that it had become one with the tumbler.

Cheng Qiong's body was rising and falling in the direction of the tumbler's fall, and gradually the rhythm accelerated.

When Cheng Qiong stood in front of Wei Yan again, Wei Yan couldn't help but open his mouth wide, his eyes full of admiration.

After half a year of this, Wei Yan was already ten years old. During this period, he made rapid progress in everything, as if he had extraordinary talent. His muscles were also protruding and presented an almost perfect streamlined shape.

"Yan'er, come here."

“Yes, Master.”
To be continued...