The snow stopped, and the outside of the temple was completely covered by thick fog. The smell of fog and soil was sent to the cliff by the mountain wind.

Ye Qi frowned his nose, retracted his hand back into the blanket on his body, and looked at Haitang who was in deep thought and said, "If it were you, I should ask some questions now, such as why the bald man there is not called a monk but a monk, and what are the secrets in the Dragon Slaying Sword and the Heavenly Sword."

Haitang stroked the snow off her head, smiled embarrassedly and said, "Sorry, I won't comfort people."

Ye Qi said, "But you still touched me a little. I haven't taught you sword skills in vain these days."

Haitang snorted coldly, and heard his words pointing to it, so he got up and walked to the kitchen.

...

After waiting for Haitang to leave, Ye Qi closed his eyes and silently felt the injuries in his body. The meridians had initially continued, and the internal force was slowly recovering. There were unbearable numbness in the broken bones. This was the trauma between the medicinal power and the internal force in repairing the bones.

Although many days have passed, he still still had lingering fears when he recalled the battle that day. If he hadn't been melting the internal force of the previous life into flesh and blood when traveling to this time and space to fight against the oppression of nuclear radiation, if it weren't for the gun sent by Chen Pingping, he might have died at the foot of the earthen mountain.

Although Kuhe was at the foot of the Tushan Mountain that day, he absolutely did not have the ability to save himself in time at the terrifying speed of the common man in the city and become a great master. The price was indeed very high.

However... Ye Qi looked at the sea of ​​fog that seemed to be still on the cedars. Except for Kuhe, Haitang and Master, everyone should think that they were dead. The Emperor of Qing, who was extremely confident, must have thought so.

After a long time, Haitang brought white rice and a plate of fried mountain bamboo shoots. Because Ye Qi's injuries improved, it would be unreasonable to eat the bland and tasteless porridge. However, Ye Qi had never said anything about this. These were just Haitang's own thoughts. After all, the man was really teaching his own swordsmanship seriously.

The rice is not as difficult as porridge to dissipate heat. Haitang still scoops up the rice with a spoon very seriously and endures the temperature of the blowing. It just fits the right temperature, and then feeds it to the person.

Waiting for the bamboo shoots and rice to be empty, Haitang returned to the kitchen with an empty bowl and found that the water in the jar had already reached the bottom. He took the wooden barrel of the shoulder pole to carry water into the stream at the foot of the mountain behind the green mountain.

The mountain roads are muddy and not easy to walk. Carrying water at this time is not a wise decision, but Haitang is a rare ninth-grade strong man in the world. Those mountain roads have completely frozen into ice roads. What's the difficulty of carrying water to walk a few steps?

Seeing Haitang, whose walking posture was very similar to a lazy woman, disappearing on the cliff, Ye Qi showed a look of appreciation. He knew Haitang was lazy. If she could give her a choice, she would definitely not choose to be a closed disciple who was suffering from the great master, nor would she be a saint of Northern Qi. She would definitely choose to be a lazy country girl. She would go to the fields to work in the busy farming farm, and when she was free, she would simply lie on the recliner in the yard until she was too hungry, and then go to make a fire and cook.

But with this kind of temperament, her Tianyidao has become the first person outside Kuhe in just a few years.

"Kuhe, you want to learn from my master's unique skills. Then I will let your baby apprentice become my master's apprentice and add some incense to my sword house. Then you can find a place to cry."

Of course, Haitang is Ku He's disciple. With her Tianyidao's cultivation level, she will definitely inherit the Tianyidao's tradition in the future. It is absolutely impossible to change the sect. But at that time, she would occasionally think of the preaching of Master Jianlu, and then think of Jianlu, which would be wonderful at that time.

...

Haitang went up the mountain and down the mountain three times before adding water to the kitchen. However, since it was really difficult to walk up and down the mountain, the back mountain of the green mountain was indeed very high, and a few drops of sweat were buried on her forehead.

"Sit down and rest for a while, I'll pass on you another boxing technique."

Haitang wiped off the sweat from his forehead and asked in confusion: "Fisting?"

Ye Qi nodded and said, "It is more suitable for your boxing skills than your master's hands."

Haitang sneered and sat on the ground, thinking in his heart, wanting to see what tricks you have in this boxing technique.

^...

The fog on the cliff flowed with Ye Qi's pronunciation, and it gathered into thick water outside the cliff, and then returned to the mountains as if it turned into rain.

The realm of the great master is far away from the ordinary, but he is approaching the illusory way of heaven. In order to make Haitang understand the true meaning of boxing more directly, Ye Kai used the realm of the great master and some Western techniques to cause such an odd phenomenon. It was not that he wanted to show off his boxing skills and cultivation.

As for this boxing technique, it was Tai Chi modified by Ye Qi after merging the martial arts of two time and space. Of course, the mantra he described was not only the mind method of Tai Chi, but also some of his own understanding of the world after becoming a master.

Haitang was so intoxicated that she stood up unconsciously and closed her fists with the gathering and dispersed fog. At the beginning, her coarse cloth skirt would still move in a regular rhythm with the punches. After a few punches, the skirt was still, just like she just punched her.

There was a faint feeling of her body, sometimes like a mountain, sometimes like water, and sometimes, she stopped her fist and stood on the cliff, naturally breaking the situation.

...

Because the time and space where Zhang Sanfeng is located is essentially different from the heaven and earth energy of this time and space, the power of martial arts is not as powerful as this time and space, but in the wonderful realm of martial arts, it is definitely not much weaker than this world.

Tai Chi also emphasizes the nature of heaven and earth, but in subtle places, it is different from the natural way of bitter hell. The heaven of bitter hell emphasizes the nature of selflessness, while Tai Chi has the concept of not being restricted by external objects.

Haitang has self in her heart and is burdened by the world. She originally wanted to rise and fall with the world, but she also drew a clear line from the world with a certain firm attitude, such as her lazy steps, like her floral dress with coarse linen.

So when she realized the artistic conception of the boxing technique taught by Ye Qi, she should have broken through some shackles in her heart and then broke through the situation.

"Tsk tsk, now I'm afraid that Wolf Tao can do anything to you. At the age of eighteen, who is the ninth-grade peak, who can do this in the world?"

Because of the nature of breaking the realm, Haitang did not have the joy of breaking the realm. After hearing Ye Qi's words, he calmly pointed out the wrong thing in his words: "Uncle Master may have forgotten his grandmaster who is less than eighteen, right?"

Immediately, Ye Qiji's proud laughter came from the cliff.
Chapter completed!