Song Yizhi calmed down his temper, but Naihe really couldn't hold it back, "Rong Yueyuan, are you kidding me?! Have you ever seen a clumsy person practicing sword practice every day?!"
Why do some people always don’t want her to lie down!
Who is bothering her when she lies flat?!
"No one will come here." Rong Yueyuan said slowly, "No third party will know about your efforts to keep a low profile."
Song Yizhi didn't want to be too determined to practice. If she wanted to change her mind, she had to do it slowly, and she couldn't push people too hard.
It's a good deal to trade her hidden clumsiness for an hour of sword practice every day. She has a very solid foundation. She can practice sword practice for an hour every day, which can not only strengthen her body, but also review the past and learn new things.
"Then should I say thank you to the Fifth Elder for his thoughtfulness?" Song Yizhi smiled slightly.
You can be sure that you and Rong Yueyuan are absolutely incompatible!
"You're welcome?" Rong Yueyuan stood up and smoothed the wrinkles on his clothes.
You're welcome!
Song Yizhi was so angry that he leaned back, then gritted his teeth and said, "Rong Yueyuan, believe it or not, I will jump from here now!"
Looking at the little girl with fried hair, Rong Yueyuan felt that she was very cute, lively and naughty.
He changed the subject and said, "You haven't eaten grain yet, and there is nothing prepared in the kitchen. Don't you plan to prepare something to eat?"
Song Yizhi's anger seemed to have been poured with cold water, and most of it was gone in a snap.
Rong Yueyuan pointed to the large open space next to Song Yizhi's residence, "You can use those open spaces over there to plant what you want. Of course, if you don't want to practice swordsmanship, then you can't farm."
Rong Yueyuan's words were very firm. Song Yizhi felt that she couldn't make her change his mind, but the land had to be planted!
"Okay!" Song Yizhi shook her hand, and she raised her hand to take back the sword on the ground, "I want to go back to Song Ningfeng, and I haven't packed anything."
When anger returns to anger, the earth must be sown.
Her seed farming tools are still at home, and the vegetables in the field are ready to be harvested.
Rong Yueyuan took Song Yizhi directly to Song Ningfeng.
When we reached the back hill, we could see the plants and vegetables growing vigorously in the fields.
Song Yizhi left Rong Yueyuan behind and walked to the field to look here and there, wondering if he could get enough of these precious spiritual plants.
Rong Yueyuan sat down on a bamboo stool nearby, looking at Song Yizhi's cheerful back, he felt a little bit dumbfounded.
Why do some people like farming so much?
Song Yi said without raising his head, "Fifth Elder, the vegetables here will be ripe in a few days. I will have to come back to collect them then."
Rong Yueyuan agreed, looking at Song Yizhi who was collecting vegetables in a bamboo basket, and said gently, "You have taken good care of these spiritual plants."
"That's natural." Song Yizhi sounded proud, and she did not delay her work. "I dare not say anything else, but I am still very talented in farming!"
Looking at the little girl who was as proud as a phoenix, Rong Yueyuan smiled and said nothing.
The vegetables in the bamboo basket were almost full, so Song Yizhi moved the vegetables to the storage bracelet, and then continued to collect vegetables.
The hunched old man walked to Song Yizhi's field in just two steps. Looking at the empty field, the old man said in surprise, "Oh, what are you doing, little girl? Why are you picking so many vegetables? Didn't you say
Does it taste best when picked fresh?”
Rong Yueyuan looked up and saw that the old man was wearing gray clothes and looked like an ordinary person.
However, there are many restrictions in the back mountain, and ordinary people cannot enter. Could this old man be an ancestor who retreated in the back mountain?
"I want to go to Bright Moon Peak." Song Yizhi pulled out two carrots. She squatted down and washed them in the water in the ditch beside her, then threw one carrot to the old man.
Her fate with this old man is also quite wonderful.
At that time, she had just moved to Houshan. She was cooking, and this old man came to eat with her, and they became familiar with her after going back and forth.
Although I have never asked the identity of this old man, he is probably an ancestor from the back mountain.
The old man took the carrot with water in it, wiped it casually and took a bite. While eating, he said, "Your mother hasn't given up on letting you practice yet?"
"Yes!" Song Yizhi said almost through gritted teeth. The freshly unearthed carrots seemed to be bitten by her as if she were Rong Yueyuan.
Chewing the crisp, tender and sweet carrots, Song Yizhi held the carrot in one hand and continued to pick peppers with the other.
"What will I do when you leave?" the old man sighed, "I plan to come to you every two days to have a meal."
"Come to Jiaoyue Peak." Song Yizhi said casually, as if chatting with an old friend, "Biaoyue Peak is only a few steps away from you. If it doesn't work, you can move to Jiaoyue Peak. Then we will continue to be neighbors."
,How about it?"
The old man looked at the clear arrangements Song Yizhi had made for him, and said in a funny voice, "Why didn't you say that you would work hard to practice and come back soon?"
This girl is exactly like her mother!
Song Yizhi vividly performed what it means to fall out of love faster than turning the page in a book, "Then you'd better be hungry!"
How can there be any happiness in practicing? Go to practice in a special way!
The old man glared at Song Yizhi and was too lazy to talk about this useless little girl. He pulled some carrots from the ground and said, "I will go to Jiaoyue Peak to see you in two days."
Song Yizhi nodded, "Remember to come to the fields to harvest vegetables. By the way, you can also help me water them if you have time."
"Okay." The old man responded, but he had already gone far.
Song Yizhi collected almost all the vegetables, and then returned to his residence to get some more seeds.
After packing his things, Song Yizhi turned to look at Rong Yueyuan.
Back at Jiaoyue Peak, Rong Yueyuan looked at Song Yizhi who left the bamboo basket and took a hoe to open up wasteland, and reminded him, "You haven't practiced sword practice today."
"..." Song Yizhi was selectively deaf.
It’s not yet time to practice swordsmanship, it’s still early, don’t be in a hurry!
Rong Yueyuan sat down aside and looked at Song Yizhi, who rolled up his sleeves and lowered his head to open up wasteland, "You need to change your steps."
Song Yizhi raised his head and glanced at Rong Yueyuan.
"People who don't practice will not have light and regular steps." Rong Yueyuan said.
After the words fell, Song Yizhi finally knew what the problem was.
She held the hoe in both hands and stood in the ground, lost in thought.
She had practiced her body skills for a long time in one life. It was muscle memory, and it was difficult to change it.
"I happen to have a book about body skills here." Rong Yueyuan took out a volume and dragged it to Song Yizhi with his spiritual power.
Song Yizhi took the book and flipped through it, her eyes brightening, and then she looked at Rong Yueyuan with a more sincere gratitude, "Thank you very much!"
Rong Yueyuan waved his hand, "No need."
Song Yizhi stopped pioneering. She walked to one side and sat down, carefully studying the movement techniques in the book.
When Song Yizhi was already practicing her body movements, she suddenly realized that she didn't want to lie down flat.
Why did she start practicing again?!
Song Yizhi thought for a while, and then told herself that she was only practicing her body skills so that there would be no flaws. She would continue to lie down once she had perfected her body skills!
Watching Song Yizhi practicing his body skills, Rong Yueyuan could more intuitively feel how terrifying Song Yizhi's talent was.
After only three times, Song Yizhi memorized it so-so. If you want to become perfect, you just need to practice more.