Half an hour after Long Er fell asleep, Nie Feng came to his room.
Looking at Nie Feng, who was sleeping soundly and with a tired look on his face, he smiled. It seemed that Long Er had suffered a lot at the hands of Senior Brother Yun.
Nie Feng turned around and looked at the breakfast on the table, which had not been touched yet.
Nie Feng deliberately unleashed his momentum, and Long Er woke up instantly after sensing the danger.
After seeing it was Nie Feng, Long Er patted his chest and said:
"It turns out to be Uncle Feng, you scared me to death.
Long Er suddenly thought of something, and then asked:
"Uncle Feng, my next master won't be you."
Nie Feng smiled and said:
"What did you say?
Get up quickly and eat your breakfast. I'm afraid you won't be able to eat it if you're hungry."
After sleeping for half an hour, Long Er's mental state improved a lot and he jumped up from the bed with a leap.
Long Er sat down at the table and looked at the small white porridge and big meat buns on the table. His appetite suddenly increased. He drank one mouthful of meat buns and one mouthful of porridge. He drank it happily.
Long Er, who had eaten and drank enough, lay comfortably on the chair, and Nie Feng said with a smile:
"You just had breakfast. I'll give you a stick of incense for time to digest. After one stick of incense, you can continue your practice."
It was the first time Long Er felt a stick of incense so quickly.
Nie Feng stood up and looked at Long'er. Long'er stood up in cooperation and followed Nie Feng out.
The goal of the two of them seems to be the back mountain. It seems that the back mountain has become everyone's first choice for training Long Er.
Arriving at the back mountain, Nie Feng pointed to the gift he had prepared for Long Er - a sandbag.
Nie Feng was still looking for someone to make a two kilogram bag of sandbags very late last night, just to give Long Er a surprise.
"Long'er, go tie these sandbags to your legs.
At the beginning, let’s take it slow and tie three bags on one foot. After you tie it up, we will start today’s training.”
Long Er stepped forward and tied the sandbag to his leg as required.
After Bu Jingyun's early morning appetizer, Long Er now knew that no matter how he begged for mercy, it was useless.
Since begging for mercy was of no use, he could only grit his teeth and persevere.
Seeing Long Er obediently tying up the sandbag, Nie Feng nodded with satisfaction.
Nie Feng sat cross-legged and told Long'er about Aeolian Legs.
"The Fengshen Kick is an extremely fast and powerful kick.
Its founder is the old man Sanjue. When I became a disciple of Xiongba, Xiongba taught it to me.
Aeolian legs are divided into seven postures.
The first posture is to catch the wind and catch the shadow. This posture is mainly based on Qinggong body technique. It is the essence of the wind god kick method. Those who master this posture can move as fast as a shooting star without any shadow.
The second style is wind-struck grass. This style not only attacks the enemy with extreme speed, but also has huge power and causes huge damage.
The third posture is rainstorm and gusty wind. In this posture, the leg points are pouring down like heavy rain, and the leg movements are as violent as gusty wind. This is the ultimate form of heavy rain and gusty wind.
The fourth style is Wind Rolling Tower. In this style, the body rotates rapidly, bringing up all the surrounding objects and attacking the opponent fiercely.
The fifth form is the roar of the divine wind. The wrath of the divine wind is unstoppable.
The sixth posture is vigorous and vigorous. This posture is the most powerful move among the Fengshen Kicks. It is as powerful as thunder and its legs are as fast as the wind. It is difficult for anyone to compete with it.
The seventh style is called Dubu Tianxia. This style emphasizes the word "quick". The extremely fast speed directly turns into a gust of wind, making people nowhere to be found.
If you have mastered the Fengshen Legs to perfection, you can go anywhere in the world and no one can leave you behind.
Long'er, next I will show you the mental techniques and moves of Fengshen Kick, you must see clearly.
If you have anything unclear, you can ask me, but I don't want you to ask.
Everyone has his or her own views on martial arts, so I hope you don’t just follow me blindly, you have to understand the Fengshen Kick that suits you based on your own ideas.”
Nie Feng stood up from the ground like a dragon ascending to the sky. While demonstrating the wind god's legs to Long'er, he also taught Long'er the inner skills.
"Long'er, do you see clearly?"
Nie Feng asked after finishing the demonstration.
Long Er nodded and replied:
"I've written it all down, Uncle Feng."
"Okay, then you can use the Fengshen Leg Mind Technique to apply your true energy to your legs.
Pay attention to using both legs, from bottom to top!
My request to you is very simple, just run around this flat land ten times today."
Nie Feng pointed at the surrounding plains and said casually.
Long'er looked at the flat ground around him and couldn't help but roll his eyes. How can it be called running ten laps on this flat ground simple?
A lap of this flat ground is at least seven or eight hundred meters long. His feet would become useless if he ran ten laps with this sandbag tied to it.
Long Er knew that now that Nie Feng and others had spoken, they would definitely not change again.
Unable to escape, Long Er began to operate according to the Fengshen Leg Mental Technique that Nie Feng just mentioned.
In the first and second laps, Long Er relied on his decades of cultivation to finish the race without any pressure.
But if it is not something you have cultivated yourself, it is just an external object after all.
Starting from the third lap, Longer began to slowly feel what it felt like to have his legs filled with lead.
"Long'er, what are you doing?
This is only the third lap, there are still seven laps to go, hurry up."
When Nie Feng saw that Long Er was starting to feel a little weak, he encouraged him from the side.
Long Er gritted his teeth and continued to run at a gentle speed.
The third round!
The fourth lap!
The fifth lap!
…
The eighth lap!
By the time he reached the ninth lap, Long'er could no longer feel his legs. Now he was running forward entirely relying on his body's instinct.
Long'er's clothes were already soaked with sweat, and his face was also wet. He didn't know if it was sweat or tears.
But Long Er still relied on his willpower to finish the ninth lap.
By the tenth lap, Long Er fell to his knees on the ground. He had no strength left to run the last lap.
Sweat had already flowed through the sandbags on his legs. The sandbags on his legs, which originally only weighed 12 kilograms, were wetted by sweat and now weighed 15 kilograms.
Long Er's tired body and the heavy sandbag left him with no energy to run any longer.
Through Long Er's performance, Nie Feng also saw that Long Er's limit was nine laps.
But Nie Feng didn't intend to let Long Er go just yet. Long Er, who had cultivated Tengnir for decades, should have a limit far beyond nine circles. He wanted to push Long Er to his limit.
"Long'er, do you still want to travel around the world and do chivalry?
Do you still want to find the group of people who chased you and your son and killed your mother? Do you want to kill your enemies with your own hands?
If you still want to do these things, just stand up and finish the last lap."
Long Er, who was kneeling on the ground, after hearing Nie Feng's words, thought of the situation when he and his mother were hunted down, and thought of his mother's appearance before her death, and instantly became motivated.
He usually never told Nie Feng and others about the hatred in his heart, but as people who had been through it, how come Nie Feng and others didn't see the hatred in his heart.
Long Er slowly pushed him up with his hands. After standing up, Long Er yelled with all his strength and continued to run forward slowly.
This lap of Long'er's run was particularly long. He fell to the ground countless times, but he got up again with perseverance.
After falling and getting up countless times, Long Er finally reached the finish line.
When there were still ten meters before the finish line, Long Er really had no strength to stand up.
Dragging his unconscious legs, he slowly ran towards the finish line.
For a short distance of only ten meters, Long'er spent an entire stick of incense.
"Uncle Feng, I'm done running!"
After Long Er used up his last bit of strength to finish speaking, he fainted.
Nie Feng said with satisfaction:
"Uncle Feng, I saw it, you are great, Long'er."
Nie Feng picked up Long Er, and after conveying some vitality to Long Er, he carried Long Er to Long Er's room.
In the room, Nie Feng had already arranged for the maid to prepare hot water.
After taking off Long Er's wet clothes, he slowly put Long Er into the water.
Nie Feng asked the maid to add several medicinal materials to the water. These medicinal materials can help Long'er activate blood circulation and remove blood stasis, and help Long'er recover as soon as possible.
Back then, after practicing the Fengshen Legs, he would soak in a medicine bucket for an hour every time, and then take a nap, and he would be full of energy.
At this time, Duan Fengyun opened the door and came in. Looking at Long'er who was motionless in the water, Duan Fengyun felt heartache.
"Senior Brother Feng, how is Long'er's performance!"
"Long'er is doing very well. It's just that he fainted from exhaustion now. He will be fine after taking a medicinal bath and sleeping."
Nie Feng replied.
After confirming that Long Er was fine, Duan Fengyun left because he knew that the more he felt sorry for Long Er, the more he would harm Long Er.
Nie Feng watched Duan Fengyun leaving without making a sound, knowing that Duan Fengyun must not be having a hard time at this time.
After soaking in the water for half an hour, Long Er let out a moan of pleasure.
He's awake!
When Nie Feng saw Long Er regaining consciousness, he stood up and said:
"Long'er, this medicinal bath is specially prepared for you.
In the future, after practicing Fengshen Legs, you should go in and soak for an hour. This can greatly relieve your fatigue.
It was what I relied on to practice the Fengshen Legs back then. If you don't want to suffer from hidden diseases in the future, you must do what you are told.
You have already soaked for half an hour. You can get up after another half hour of soaking.
I have asked the maid to put the rice and vegetables on the table for you. The afternoon training will begin at Shen Shi.
You have had lunch and can have a comfortable sleep.
I'm leaving now, see you tomorrow."
After saying that, Nie Feng left.
After Long'er looked at his legs, he closed his eyes and continued to take a comfortable medicinal bath.
He knew that this period of time would be his most carefree in the future, and he must cherish it.
Half an hour later, Long Er put on the clothes that had been prepared for him, sat down at the table and started to wolf down the food.
As expected, everything tastes delicious when you are hungry. Long Er has never found Longmen's food so delicious before.
After eating four large bowls of rice, Long Er touched his belly with satisfaction.
After a short rest, Long Er lay directly on the bed and fell asleep.
There is very little time for comfort now, and he must cherish it.
When the session was about to end, Long Er's third teacher slowly came to Long Er's room.