"Huh... ha..." Just after midnight, the sky was slightly bright, and a few larger stars were still shining, unwilling to leave. The weather was particularly refreshing after the rain, and there was still a subtle fragrance of vegetation in the air.
Under the old mulberry tree in the backyard, a short figure was panting slightly. The wooden sword in his left hand was hitting and withdrawing along a straight line. His small body followed the pull of the wooden sword in his arm.
, squatting slightly from time to time, standing upright and undulating.
The lack of strength in his right arm made it difficult for this thin figure to complete some movements, and he fell to the ground several times because he lost his balance.
Jun Yu gritted his teeth and climbed up from the ground, rubbed his bruised forehead, and continued practicing his sword skills.
Suddenly, his body shifted to one side in a somewhat weird posture. This posture made all the muscles in his body move together. His back and trouser legs were soaked through, whether it was sweat or the early morning moisture.
fog.
Something seemed wrong. Jun Yu, who had been practicing for half an hour, stopped. His sore muscles made him sit down on the ground, thinking about the Xuanyi Sword Technique mentioned in the book and the first "Force Sword Style".
》, the sweat on his forehead almost dripped into his eyes, but he didn't seem to notice it. After the high-intensity practice, the muscles all over his body were sore. He gritted his teeth and persisted, unwilling to give up!
"There is no barrier between dragons and tigers, and there is no crow that is free from various things. It is neither the liver nor the lungs, nor the heart and kidneys. It does not dry the spleen, stomach, gallbladder, and spirit. It does not think, think, or do. It is no longer three fields up and down. How can it be done in Jiajizhi?
Kunlun is not the blood of Jingjin Qi..."
"When all things are first opened, strength is the foundation. The way of strength is based on me. Drive it with strength and then it can be used by me..." I recalled it over and over again, correcting my strength and posture. After a while, it became clearer.
Or maybe your body's muscles are not strong enough and you cannot complete a set of movements, so naturally you cannot do every movement carefully.
"Come again!" In order to protect myself, to protect grandpa, and not to let grandpa down! We must fight!
"Ho...hey...ha..." He repeated the essentials of exercise over and over again, clenching his teeth and persisting with a green face.
He was almost reaching his limit... Jun Yu's young body felt dizzy, his lips were dry, his throat was wheezing like a bellows, and his whole body muscles were trembling. Suddenly... Jun Yu's whole body felt relaxed, and sweat flowed from his body like a river.
After dripping down, my body felt weak and I suddenly sat on the ground.
"Finally, the limit has been exceeded..."
"It's not bad, Yu'er, come and eat." Mr. Xiao didn't know when he was standing next to the stone table. Food was already laid out on the stone table, and there was a bowl of dark, sticky soup next to it.
"grandfather."
Looking at his grandfather standing by the stone table, Jun Yu ran over with excitement and exhaustion on his face.
Jun Yu sat down. After feeling exhausted, he felt hungry. He grabbed the bowl and ate with big mouthfuls.
Mr. Xiao looked at Jun Yu with a kind smile and said: "You can survive your own limit, which shows that you still have your own pursuit and perseverance in the journey of being a warrior. From today on, you will drink a bowl of this soup every day."
"Um."
Jun Yu didn't say much, knowing that everything his grandfather did was for his own good. After finishing the meal, he drank the "soup" in one gulp. The sour and bitter taste flowed down from his throat, and he smelled a faint medicinal aroma.
, Based on what he learned from "Yuancao Benji", Jun Yu knew that this medicinal soup contained about thirty herbs, as well as a rare spirit beast inner elixir, among which the Emperor's Spiritual Bamboo was even harder to find among the intermediate herbs.
Searching.
"Boom." A warm current rose from his abdomen, with a soft and relaxing feeling. Jun Yu immediately began to meditate and regulate his breathing.
I saw the warm current flowing from the abdomen to the limbs and bones, and gradually penetrated into the muscles and bones of the whole body. Jun Yu's whole body suddenly felt relaxed, and the paralysis of the muscles and the soreness gradually reduced. This... is the power of the medicine! After a wave of thinking, Jun Yu immediately stabilized
In my mind, I recalled the meaning of the "Strong Sword Style" and every move I made during my practice, and entered a state of trance with each breath.
Mr. Xiao looked at Jun Yu who was in meditation and said to himself: "In terms of this child's enlightenment, it is considered to be superior to the Xiao family of the eight major tribes, but it is a pity to put it here..."
Three hours later, Jun Yu woke up from his trance state. His muscles and bones all over his body were bright and clear, and his muscles and bones seemed to contain infinite power. He no longer had the previous muscle soreness and general fatigue.
He murmured: "Grandpa, this is so good to me. I will work hard to practice. I want to protect myself! Protect grandpa! One year, only one year! Can grandpa and I escape this disaster..."
Grandpa said yesterday: "If you don't understand something, read more and think more. If you still don't understand it, come and ask me..."
Three days later, Mr. Xiao’s residence.
While Jun Yu was thinking about the process of exerting force in the "Force Sword Style" he practiced and the key points of exerting force according to the scriptures, he always felt that the force was lifted from the legs, twisting the waist and swinging the hips through the back, mobilizing all his strength with one arm to swing the wooden sword.
When he came out, the sword wind was strong, but it could not be deflected by Ruyi, and he waved it like an arm. Jun Yu told Mr. Xiao truthfully what he was thinking.
Mr. Xiao smiled knowingly: "Yu'er, you now have a hundred pounds of strength."
"Grandpa, the full force blow is just over a hundred pounds, but it just can't operate as expected." Jun Yu said helplessly.
"Although you have some enlightenment along the way in martial arts, the injury to your right arm prevents you from mobilizing the muscles of your whole body, and your balance is reduced. How can you use the sword skill satisfactorily?"
"But you must not be discouraged. You must understand that you have to eat one bite at a time and walk step by step. Slowly overcome the troubles caused by your right arm. I believe you can find a unique path."
"In martial arts, martial arts and moves only give you a way to express yourself. In the final analysis, the most important thing is yourself. Don't limit yourself to practicing martial arts. The most powerful thing for a true warrior is yourself! Remember to be inclusive!" Xiao
When Lao was giving advice to Jun Yu, his face was serious and meticulous.
After a pause, Jun Yu said: "Grandpa, I understand, all of this is due to the decoction, and it is also Grandpa's credit." Then Jun Yu left and continued to torture his body and muscles under the old mulberry tree.
Ten days later, Jun Yu had 500 kilograms of strength. He asked Mr. Xiao for advice on the way. After Jun Yu performed a set of "Strong Sword Styles", Mr. Xiao didn't think about it and then pointed out that Jun Yu's sword skills were important.
of flaws.
One month later, Jun Yu has reached the strength of a thousand catties. I heard before that a person with a thousand catties of strength can reach the level of a junior warrior, but Jun Yu still failed to master the "Strength Sword Style" and use Yuan Zhuan.
Xiao Laozhi told him four words: "Persistence."
In this way, Jun Yu practiced Kung Fu during the day, and helped Mr. Xiao take care of the shop business when he relaxed in his free time. At night, he continued to read "Yuan Cao Ben Ji". As his Kung Fu gradually improved, Jun Yu used to sleep three or four hours a night, and now
I only need more than two hours of sleep every night to feel energetic.
In the middle of the day, Jun Yu went out with three bottles of elixirs and continued to work hard on his body and bones to become familiar with swordsmanship.
Two months later, under the old mulberry tree, a small figure exerted all his strength, the sword wind roared, his body kept moving left and right, and sweat poured down like a small waterfall.
He was like a man possessed, nothing around him could distract him, and his green and slightly dark face was full of stubbornness.
In the past two months, Mr. Xiao has been turning in membership money and elixirs to the Tianlang Gang on time. Although the Tianlang Gang Diao Ergou was a little difficult, he did not beat Mr. Xiao again. In his cold eyes, he seemed to be brewing a bigger plot.
Conspiracy.
Jun Yu has been practicing under this old mulberry tree surrounded by three people. The bark of the mulberry tree has no bark on the ground, and the trunk is also covered with deep marks from the wooden sword.
He became more and more proficient in the "Force Sword Style". With Jun Yu's constant persistence, skill, strength, force distribution, and violence came one after another. With a "pop..." sound, it was as if some brocade silk had been pierced inside his body.
Like, "Oh..." The sword struck the tree trunk deeply, and the old mulberry tree seemed to tremble.
Finally, Jun Yu slowly stopped his power and murmured: "Two thousand kilograms later, I finally broke through to the junior level of a warrior. Although the breakthrough is slower due to the disability of his right arm, his strength is much higher than that of an ordinary warrior.
." His eyes full of tears and sweat were full of excitement, and his dark face was a little red with excitement.
Mr. Xiao nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad. Now you can also overcome the trouble caused by your right arm. It is not easy to practice the force sword style. That's all you have practiced today. You drank the medicinal soup to consolidate your cultivation.
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"Grandpa, I finally became a warrior!" Jun Yu ran over excitedly and reported to his grandfather with his face flushed.
"Haha... come here, grandpa." Mr. Xiao stroked his slightly raised beard and waved to Jun Yu.
"Grandpa, I have become a warrior. I no longer need to drink medicinal soup. I drank dozens of gold in the medicinal soup for two months. I can also hunt spiritual beasts and pick herbs from now on!" He clenched his hands excitedly!
Fist said to Grandpa.
Jun Yu, who is over eight years old, is already as tall as Mr. Xiao's shoulders, and his body is much stronger than before.
"Good boy, you are still young, so you don't need to drink the medicinal soup for the time being. You can't go to Qinglian Mountain yet!" Mr. Xiao warned Jun Yu seriously.
"Grandpa, why? Although I am only at the elementary level of a warrior due to my trouble with my right arm, my strength is now close to catching up with the intermediate level of a warrior!" Jun Yu argued stubbornly.
"Yu'er, you have become a warrior now. Strictly speaking, you have now embarked on the path of cultivation and seeking the Tao, so you can no longer treat yourself as a child."
"The journey of seeking the Tao is full of dangers and risks, and it is not a smooth road. Those who cultivate the truth compete with people, contend with heaven, and go against heaven! We must maintain our original intention at all times, practice the journey of seeking the Tao, and have only one word of Tao in our hearts. I
I hope your Tao can be righteous and peaceful, and go straight to your heart, instead of being emotional and utilitarian!" Mr. Xiao's style is like an unsheathed sword! The edge is hidden without losing the grace.
"Grandpa! Are your injuries feeling better?" Jun Yu tightly held Mr. Xiao's calloused hands, his small brows tightened.
"Haha, it's okay. You don't have to be sad. The path of cultivation goes against the will of heaven. It's temporary misfortunes and blessings, but nothing lasting. You have your own way. Grandpa doesn't want your way to be born out of hatred. I hope you
You can keep your heart!" Mr. Xiao warned sincerely.;