"Sangji, go hunting again!" Several hunters saw Sangji go out and greet him casually.
"Yes!" Sangji smiled honestly, walked towards the jungle with a bow and arrow knife on his back.
"Sangji is really stupid. Eating himself has become a problem. He even saved someone from the mountain."
"Yes, yes..." These hunters whispered in a low voice as they looked at the simple house where Sangji lived. Naturally, they could not hide it from Ji Yun's ears. He had been rescued by Sangji from the mountains for three days. In these three days,
I heard a lot of such discussions and realized that the Sanji family's life was very difficult, but they were kind-hearted. They were famous good people in this small village.
"It's really slow to recover! It would have been better if there were the pills from last time..." Ji Yun sighed helplessly. During these three days, most of the injuries that ordinary people had to recover had recovered for several months.
But I'm still a little unsatisfied.
With a creaking sound, Ji Yun pushed open the door, and the warm sunshine and fresh air came to his face. Ji Yun, who hadn't been out for three days, couldn't help but close his eyes with pleasure, feeling the strong atmosphere of the mountains and forests.
"Why are you getting up? Your injury has not healed yet, go back and lie down!"
Hearing a little blameless voice, Ji Yun smiled: "Sister Bai, my injury has almost healed. If you don't believe me, look." As he said that, he jumped lightly for a few times, indicating that he could walk around.
Mrs. Bai is the mistress of this family. She has taken good care of Ji Yun these days, and Ji Yun also has a good impression of this family.
Mrs. Bai looked at Ji Yun in surprise. The boy in front of him was a little pale except for his face. He didn't look like someone who was seriously injured and wanted to die three days ago.
Ji Yun looked at the surrounding environment carefully. This is a small village on the hillside. There are dozens of hunters around him, all of which are made of trees. Each house has a small courtyard, but the one he is in
The house is obviously simpler than the surrounding area.
At this time, a little boy, seven or eight years old, was fiddling with a small puppet in the yard. Ji Yun walked over with a smile: "Xiaolin..."
Ji Yun had just called out the little boy's name. The little boy looked at him coldly, picked up the puppet like a treasure and ran back to his room. Ji Yun's steps immediately froze and touched his nose awkwardly.
"Little brother, Kobayashi has been like this since then, don't mind." Mrs. Bai said apologetically.
"It's okay, Mrs. Bai, you go in too." Seeing Mrs. Bai follow the little boy into the room, Ji Yun fell into deep thought.
The little boy is named Sanglin, and he is the only son of Sangji and his wife. After getting along these days, Ji Yun discovered some problems. Sanglin was born to not like to talk, even his parents were no exception. In his eyes, he was the only one.
The little puppet sometimes makes it abnormal to wash clothes.
Ji Yun heard about this symptom when he was in the imperial capital. It was a congenital disease and there was no cure.
"Brother Sangji's family is so good, but Xiao Sanglin actually becomes like this." Ji Yun complained helplessly, but he was helpless. He did not say that he had never learned medical skills and would not cure such a disease, even if he did not do so.
The best doctors in Yuntian Continent can only be at a loss when they find them.
A breeze blew, brushing his face, Ji Yun calmly closed his eyes, moved his heart, took out a long sword and danced with the wind, and a sword move became ethereal and mysterious in his hand, each sword was like a stroke of a god.
Chasing the traces of the wind.
As Ji Yun stopped in this state for longer and longer, when he only used sword techniques, the swing of each sword actually disrupted the original trajectory of Weifeng, controlling the trajectory of Weifeng wielding with the long sword.
Blow.
Gradually, with Ji Yun as the center, a small tornado was formed, rolling the gravel and fallen leaves on the ground flying all over the sky, but it was never able to touch the corner of his clothes.
As Ji Yun stabbed out his sword, the tornado swept the gravel and fell leaves into a cone shape, rushing out three meters in the direction pointed by the sword tip and scattered all over the ground.
"This feeling... is so mysterious, is it a state of mind?" Ji Yun stood with his eyes closed, immersed in the mystery of dancing with the wind just now. At that moment, Ji Yun felt freedom, just like a fish.
It is as free and comfortable as water, and it is also a kind of control. The heaven and earth give you control over the surrounding space, and you can detect every grass, tree, flower and insect around you, but the range is still too small, just three feet away.
Ji Yun walked out of his mysterious state and opened his eyes thoughtfully. He saw Xiao Sanglin looking at him intently. He was still a little happy and eager in his indifferent eyes, as if he had seen a new toy.
The fire I want to get.
Xiao Sanglin looked at Ji Yun and spoke intermittently: "I...want to... learn." Because I never speak, I have some pronunciations that are not accurate, but it is not difficult to understand.
Ji Yun looked at Xiao Sanglin in disbelief as if struck by lightning. He learned from the Sangji couple that Xiao Sanglin had a disgusting attitude towards everything except for his puppet, and never spoke.
, at most, just send out a few syllables to express your emotions.
Then Ji Yun remembered the historical records that a martial arts genius thousands of years ago suffered from the same disease as Xiao Sanglin. He was discovered to be talented at the age of ten and was extremely suitable for practicing martial arts. After that, he went on.
It was out of control. In just fifteen years, he broke through to the Qi Clan at the age of twenty-five, leaving a strong mark in history books.
"Maybe... Xiao Sanglin will become such a person." Ji Yun felt aroused. He had a strong expectation for the little boy in front of him. The idea of leading him into martial arts can be regarded as a kind of repayment for his life-saving grace.
Then, then
Unlike other children who grew up in the forest, Xiaosanglin is much thinner, so naturally he has to put more effort into him and lay a solid foundation for him first. This is the first step Ji Yun imagined.
The basic step is hard for anyone. If you want to achieve higher achievements in the future, the foundation must be solid. This is also the truth that Ji Yun understood first.
On the first day, Ji Yun began to train Xiao Sanglin. Although Xiao Sanglin was weak, his love for martial arts insisted on completing the training, and even better than Ji Yun did back then, which made Ji
Yun couldn't help but lit up, but when he saw Xiao Sanglin lying down exhausted, he had a headache.
Fortunately, when Ji Yun was operating food in the army, some soldiers fell down because they could not hold on to Forbu Qi's training, and some recovery herbs were stored in the ring, which came in handy to give Xiao Sanglin a medicinal bath.
The Sangji family was very happy and even grateful for what Ji Yun taught Xiao Sanglin. In their opinion, at least Xiao Sanglin will at least be guaranteed in their future life, so naturally they gave Xiao Sanglin to
Ji Yun.
Most of the herbs used by Ji Yun were to restore energy and strengthen their bodies, so the next day, Xiao Sanglin became lively again, so Ji Yun taught him ordinary swordsmanship according to Xiao Sanglin's preferences...