Li Xiaotian replied: "The bridge piers and the bridge deck."
Vice General Duan continued: "After the bridge is completed and the piers are removed, can people still walk on the bridge?"
Li Xiaotian frowned in thought, and suddenly realized: "I understand, the teacher said that this "Hunyuan Fist" is originally one body, so the first and second levels of boxing are also one body, which means that when I practice boxing, I should do the first and second levels together.
, you can’t just hit the second level of punches.”
Vice General Duan said happily: "It's easy to understand with just a few words, and the boy can be taught."
Li Xiaotian smiled and replied: "The teacher taught me better."
In this way, Li Xiaotian began to practice boxing. Needless to say, the first level of boxing. On the second level of boxing, Deputy General Duan began to give instructions. The instruction was the same as the first level, which was nothing more than strict body postures.
This standard boxing posture is often easily overlooked by practitioners, and is most clearly understood by bystanders. The so-called authorities confuse bystanders, which is of great benefit to Li Xiaotian.
In this way, it took a full two hours for Li Xiaotian to finally be able to complete the first and second levels of boxing. Although the connection between the two is a bit unfamiliar, in general, it is harmless. The more you practice, the more you will become familiar with it.
It is worth mentioning that the original two hours of boxing training has been extended to three hours as Li Xiaotian's cultivation improved. After completing the first and second levels of boxing, Li Xiaotian continued to perform three sets of boxing before dragging his tired body.
Returning to the side room, I took a sip of the refreshing tea prepared by kumquat, and seamlessly began to practice Qi entrainment.
Sure enough, as Deputy General Duan said, Li Xiaotian clearly felt that the absorption of vitality had been greatly accelerated when he was channeling Qi to open the meridians. It was as if he had regained the feeling of absorbing the vitality of the first layer of meridians. This feeling that the effort is proportional to the gain.
It's really refreshing.
Read the book a hundred times, and its meaning will become apparent to you.
Practice boxing a hundred times, and its principles will become apparent.
Maybe it was because Li Xiaotian had boxed a lot and gradually understood the rules. This time, Li Xiaotian only punched in Vice General Duan’s courtyard for three days. Vice General Duan asked Li Xiaotian to go back to his own yard to fight. He sighed in his heart that there were more people than others.
It's so popular. This guy's understanding is really good. Is it because he has read a lot?
Vice General Duan shuddered when he thought of reading. Reading was a life-or-death thing for him. Even if you say that reading can help you enter the realm of three elixirs, he would rather practice hard than read. This shows how terrifying reading is to him.
one thing.
Time flies, the sun and the moon fly by. Inadvertently, Li Xiaotian has been in the General's Mansion for half a year. The small tree in the courtyard, from lush green leaves to full of withered branches, is now bare, with only a few leaves left.
The withered leaves stubbornly crawled on it, teetering on the verge of falling. If there was another gust of cold wind, no, maybe a gust of wind from Li Xiaotian would make the leaves fall back to their roots.
It has been nearly two months since Li Xiaotian cleared the Dai meridians. During these two months, Li Xiaotian practiced diligently as always. The Chong meridians have now opened half of the Zhongzhu points. I believe that in another two months, the second meridian will be completely cleared.
Tongmai, Li Xiaotian can also successfully reach the second floor of Tongmai.
On that day, Li Xiaotian was practicing boxing in the courtyard as usual. After a short period of fighting, he found that Kumquat had come to deliver food. Li Xiaotian had clearly ordered the food to be placed in the room. She did not have to wait. For some reason, this time
This girl stood aside blankly, just watching Li Xiaotian practicing boxing without daring to disturb him.
Because Li Xiaotian was too serious when practicing boxing, he did not notice Kumquat standing next to him. Li Xiaotian punched for three hours, and Kumquat also stood for three hours. It was the twelfth month of winter, and Kumquat was an ordinary person.
, his body is not comparable to that of a monk like Li Xiaotian, and he is already shivering from the cold.
After Li Xiaotian had practiced his boxing and calmed down, he noticed the kumquat next to him. Seeing her face flushed and trembling, he quickly put his coat on her and said: "Didn't I tell you that the food can be placed on the table in the room?"
Are you done? Why are you standing here stupidly?"
Jin Jue put on Li Xiaotian's warm coat, and her face that was originally red from the cold became even redder. Qi Qi Ai Ai said: "Today is... Laba Festival, porridge... should be... eaten hot. The porridge seems... to be cold. I'll... go."
Jin Jue’s words seemed a bit familiar and brought back Li Xiaotian’s memories.
Li Xiaotian remembers that during the Laba Festival every year, his mother would always cook a bowl of steaming porridge for him to drink. She also said that during the Laba Festival, the porridge should be drunk while it is hot.
Thinking of this, Li Xiaotian's eyes couldn't help but turn red. Looking at the kumquats in front of him, a warm current suddenly arose in his heart, and he said: "Look, you are so cold that you can't even speak. Why don't you go to heat the porridge? Let's heat it in my room."
, there is a stove inside for heating.”
Back in the side room, Li Xiaotian put the porridge in the casserole on the small stove to heat up. After a while, the heat was rolling. Li Xiaotian filled two bowls, one for kumquats to warm up and one for himself.
Jin Jue was flattered. She had never seen a master who cared so much about his servants. He was moved to tears.
While eating porridge, Li Xiaotian couldn't help but think of the scene of the Laba Festival in the past. A family of three lit a bonfire, gathered around the stove, drank hot porridge, and chatted about idle things. It was warm and cheerful. But now there is a separation between yin and yang. This kind of beautiful scenery can only exist.
It was in his mind and would never reappear. Thinking of this, Li Xiaotian felt sad, his eyes were reddish and full of heaviness.
"Sir, are you okay?" Jin Jue noticed something strange about Li Xiaotian and asked with concern.
"It's okay, I just feel a little tired." Li Xiaotian calmed down and replied.
Jin Jue looked worried and said: "Young Master is really diligent in practicing. He eats out of order and doesn't get much rest. This will tire out the body."
It was familiar words again. Li Xiaotian remembered that every time he read a book too late, his mother would nag him like this, and even the tone was similar.
Li Xiaotian forced out a smile and said: "I understand."
After finishing the Laba porridge, Jin Jue packed up the dishes and went out, while Li Xiaotian sat alone in the room in a daze.
Thinking of these days of practice, Li Xiaotian found that he was too selfless during his practice. He even forgot about the bloody feud in Lijiagou for a while. This made Li Xiaotian feel guilty. No matter how serious he practiced, he had an irreconcilable hatred.
How dare you forget at all?
Li Xiaotian took a few long breaths and felt inexplicably depressed. He remembered that he had been in the General's Mansion for more than half a year and had never left the General's Mansion once, so he wanted to go out to relax. He also thought that he had been wanted nationwide, and that he had brought Vice General Duan to the palace.
He has put on a mask for him. Although it has been so long since the incident, the storm should have passed, but after all, the bounty is so high and there has been a lot of commotion. There will always be someone who will remember his portrait. It is better to do less than to do more.
, it is safest to wear a mask.
Although Shang'an City is the capital of a country, it is still the twelfth lunar month in the cold winter, especially now in the evening. The bustling and bustling life has become much deserted, and the pedestrians on the road are also sparse. However, the lights are still brightly lit, and red lanterns are put everywhere.
Kyoto's charm has not diminished, and this has never changed.
Li Xiaotian strolled along the long street, stopping and walking, and his depressed mood was slightly relieved.
I don’t know how long I walked, but as night fell, snowflakes began to fall from the sky, and the world in front of me was filled with white flowers, which was extremely sad and beautiful.
Li Xiaotian suddenly stopped and looked at a Chaos stall not far away.
There are two people in the family, an old woman and a girl. It seems that they are related by mother-in-law and grandson.
Maybe it was due to the weather, maybe it was also because of the location. In short, their business didn't seem to be very good. There wasn't a single customer for a while, and it was obvious that they were feeling a little disappointed.
Li Xiaotian looked at the two of them and felt pity in his heart. In addition, the weather was really cold, so he had a bowl of wontons to warm himself up.
Li Xiaotian came to the stall and sat down and ordered a bowl of chives. The taste was overwhelming. When the mother-in-law and grandson saw that business finally came to their door, they quickly greeted them warmly. Then they started cooking the wontons. The old woman took the spoon and the granddaughter took over. They acted skillfully and cooperated tacitly. This scene is here
It looks particularly warm in the cold and lonely night.
At this time, a man appeared out of nowhere and walked directly to the stall to sit down. This man was in his early twenties, plump, wearing brocade clothes and satin, with a fat head and big ears, and smelled of alcohol. He must have just finished drinking.
You can tell by looking at it that it is the product of a wealthy and powerful family.
"Give me a bowl of wontons!" As soon as the man sat down, he put his legs on another bench and shouted arrogantly.
The mother-in-law and grandson quickly agreed.
"What are you looking at? Are you unhappy with me?" The man glanced sideways at Li Xiaotian, who was looking at him.
"One more thing is worse than one less thing." Li Xiaotian thought silently in his heart, remembering his own instructions when he went out. Although he is now at the level of Tongmai and has a level of "Hunyuan Fist" by his side, if that guy is not Fortunately for the monk, if he were a monk, he would most likely have a higher level of cultivation than himself. After all, he was a monk on the way, and he had not been a monk for a long time. After weighing the pros and cons, Li Xiaotian pretended to smile and replied: "No."