"Brother Li, don't be so reckless next time. I was almost scared to death by you just now."
Li Yuan, Bai Wangyu looked at the young man in front of him and smiled bitterly.
Until now, the cold sweat on his back has not dried.
In the past few days, he had been worried and frightened with Brother Li more than he had in the previous half of his life.
"Calm down."
Li Ziye patted Little Red Riding Hood's shoulder and grinned, "The Confucian leader is the master of the world, so why should you argue with a junior like me? Besides, the Confucian leader letting you stay with me shows that I still have value in Taixue Palace." , how could you shoot me to death so easily."
He was a little anxious, but he was not a fool.
He would not do anything to seek death.
"..."
Bai Wangyu was speechless. He admitted that the Confucian leader would not be easily angry because of such a trivial matter, but Brother Li's actions were too shocking.
In this world, who would dare to be so rude to a Confucian leader?
Even the master of the Tianyu Palace in the Western Regions, who was astonishingly talented and beautiful, had to be polite and polite when he saw the Confucian leader.
"Old Bai, you are too observant of etiquette. The Confucian leader throws away his identity as the master of Taixue Palace. He is an ordinary old man and not a savage beast. Are you so afraid? What's more, you are still a Confucian. The eldest brother of the sect, how can he still eat you?" Li Ziye said with a look of hatred on his face.
"Cough! Cough!"
When Bai Wangyu heard this, he almost couldn't take a breath, his face flushed, he covered his mouth and coughed violently.
"Old Bai, what's wrong with you? Is the injury recurring?"
Seeing this, Li Ziye took a step forward and said with concern on his face.
"fine."
Bai Wangyu took a deep breath and said, "Brother Li, I beg you, please stop talking. I'm really afraid that one day I won't be able to take a breath and you will piss me off to death in Li Garden."
Li Ziye glanced at the former with contempt and said, "Old Bai, I despise you!"
"I despise it. I originally wanted to show you the third form of Feixian Jue, but now it seems that I still don't need it." Bai Wangyu said lightly, and then walked towards the west wing.
Li Ziye was startled, then came to his senses and said urgently, "Old Bai, no, Brother Bai, I was wrong. The person I admire most is you!"
In the West Wing, Li Ziye chased after him and saw the changes in the West Wing at a glance.
In the courtyard, red threads crisscrossed each other, and bells were tied to the red threads. There were exactly twenty-seven, which was the same number of steps as the third form of Feixianjue.
Obviously, this red line formation was deliberately arranged for the third form of Feixian Jue.
When Li Ziye saw this, he was immediately moved and filled with emotion.
This must have been specially arranged by Lao Bai for him. It seemed that Lao Bai had put a lot of thought into helping him these days.
He promised that he would never bully Little Red Riding Hood again.
"There are twenty-seven bells on this red line formation, which correspond to the twenty-seven steps of the third form of Feixianjue. You should practice according to the direction of the bells. Every time the bell rings, it means you are on the right track. One step, in addition, these red lines are specially made and very strong, which can help you correct your position during practice."
Bai Wangyu said earnestly that he had not slept for several days in order to get these things. He had tried every step and the position was correct and there was no problem.
"Lao Bai, you are so kind, give me a hug."
Li Ziye was so moved that he took a step forward, stretched out his arms, and said.
"roll!"
Bai Wangyu couldn't help but uttered another foul language. The patience and self-cultivation of the Confucian eldest brother had been almost worn away these days.
Li Ziye shamelessly retracted his hands as if nothing was wrong. He immediately walked to the first bell and started practicing.
"Ding!"
Li Ziye's figure flashed out and the moment he touched the first bell, the bell jingled.
Then came the second and third.
After practicing for many days, Li Ziye was able to take ten steps. However, after exceeding ten steps, not only the consumption of real energy will increase sharply, but also the control of the body will become more and more difficult.
Sure enough, when the tenth bell rang, Li Ziye's body flew out involuntarily again and lost control.
"With the help of the red line, find the correct direction!" Bai Wangyu saw this and immediately shouted in a deep voice.
Among the intertwined red lines, Li Ziye heard Little Red Riding Hood's reminder, stepped in the air, turned back, and used the power of the red lines to return to his original position.
"Ding!"
Finally, the bell rang again, and Li Ziye took the eleventh step and broke through his own limits.
"Don't be afraid of making mistakes. Take all twenty-seven steps first and let your body remember these directions!"
Outside the red line formation, Bai Wangyu reminded him again.
"good!"
In the red line, Li Ziye responded, and his figure flew out again, getting faster and faster, and flying out more and more times.
However, every time, Li Ziye would use the red thread to pull himself back to the correct position.
In this way, after countless attempts again and again, Li Ziye finally staggered through all twenty-seven steps, with dozens or hundreds of holes cut by red lines on his body.
"Ding!"
When the last bell rang, Li Ziye sat down on the ground, panting and lying down, too tired to move a finger.
"I'm so exhausted, young master!"
In just twenty-seven steps, Li Ziye completely drained all the energy from his body. Without the help of the red thread, he would not even be able to complete these twenty-seven steps.
"How about it?"
Bai Wangyu stepped forward and said seriously, "Whenever you can complete these twenty-seven steps without any external force, you will truly succeed."
"Old Bai, you are such a genius, I'm so jealous of you."
Li Ziye lay on the ground and panted, saying how could other people's children be so good, but he was like the silly son of a landlord, unable to do anything, and the first to cause trouble.
"I am two years older than you. I have read more books and have a deeper understanding of martial arts. In fact, Brother Li, you are smarter than me." Bai Wangyu was afraid that the young man in front of him would lose his confidence in martial arts, so He spoke comfortingly.
"I think so."
Li Ziye responded immodestly. He felt that he was still very smart.
"..."
Bai Wangyu felt that his comfort was too unnecessary.
He really wanted to step on this guy's face now and see if this guy's face was thicker than the soles of his shoes.
"I decided to practice hard, then punch Huo Lin'er and kick Yan Xiaoyu, I will be invincible in the world and famous in Jiuzhou."
On the ground, Li Ziye fantasized about a certain scene in the future, and the smile on his face became more and more perverted.
Bai Wangyu looked at the young man in front of him as if he were an idiot. He really suspected that this boy's brain had been damaged by practicing martial arts.
"Crunch!"
Li Ziye took out a few century-old ginseng plants from his arms and gnawed them like radishes. He said inarticulately, "Old Bai, does Taixue Palace have any panacea that can quickly restore Qi? Give me some, Lao Chew." I can’t swallow this stuff.”
On the side, Bai Wangyu couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. He really saw how arrogant the Li family was. This big medicine seemed to be free of money, just like a carrot.
After a while, after Li Ziye ate several ancient ginseng, the energy in his body recovered to some extent, so a carp jumped up and prepared to continue practicing.
"This Flying Immortal Art is extremely exquisite. If you can practice this third form when you are in the first level, you will be the first person in the past thousand years, other than the first-generation sword god."
Bai Wangyu opened his mouth and said seriously, "If you want to catch up with Huo Lin'er within three years, you must continue to create miracles. You must take this first step."
"I see."
When Li Ziye heard this, his eyes became serious, he nodded in response, then stepped out again.
"Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!"
Then, a bell rang, and among the criss-crossing red lines, Li Ziye kept moving, faster and faster, and at the same time, there were more and more wounds on his body.
The red thread was very tough, allowing Li Ziye to use it for strength. However, because the speed was so fast, every time it flew out, a wound would be drawn on Li Ziye's body, and blood would loom.
In this world, except for a very small number of geniuses, everyone needs to put in 100% effort to get fifty percent results.
Li Ziye's talent is nothing compared to genius. In Li Qingzhi's words, he is just a waste. Therefore, if he doesn't work hard, how can he catch up with the peerless geniuses like Huo Lin'er and Yan Xiaoyu.
Outside the red line, Bai Wangyu looked at the sweating young man in front of him and remained silent.
He was thinking that if it were him, with eight meridians blocked and unable to practice martial arts, he could be like Brother Li, fighting for the path of martial arts, even if he knew that he would be injured, he would still fight to the death. Give it your all and not regret it?
I'm afraid that he can't do it, not because he's afraid of hardship, but because he doesn't have the courage to make a desperate move.
"boom!"
I don’t know how long I have been practicing and how many times I have tried. Suddenly, in the red line array, one of the red lines finally reached its endurance limit and broke. Li Ziye’s body suddenly flew out of control and hit the wall of the west wing. superior.
Then, Li Ziye's body fell down like a paper man and fell to the ground.
Bai Wangyu stepped forward silently, replaced the broken red thread and replaced it with a new one.
Under the wall, Li Ziye took out another large medicinal plant and began to chew it. His mouth was full of medicinal residue, and his face was twisted with pain.
I really can’t swallow it!
The sun was setting in the west, the moon was sparse, and in the west wing, Li Ziye continued to practice. Little Red Riding Hood also continued to accompany him, giving advice from time to time to correct the weird mistakes of Li Ziye, a novice in martial arts.
Until, with the bright moon hanging in the middle, Li Ziye was finally too tired to get up and lay on the ground, unable to move.
So, Bai Wangyu dragged Li Ziye to the stone steps in front of the room like a pig.
"Lao Bai, I think I can succeed."
Li Ziye lay on the stone steps, looked at the starry sky, and grinned.
Although his progress was still not fast, he clearly saw hope.
He really wanted to thank Little Red Riding Hood.
He felt that Little Red Riding Hood was an angel, with wings that could flicker.
Even if fate closes a door and welds a window to him, he can still forcibly dig a tunnel with the help of Little Red Riding Hood, Fairy Master, Zhang Sgru and others.
With these lovely friends and relatives, God has treated him well.
While thinking, Li Ziye fell asleep extremely exhausted, with a satisfied smile on his face.
On the side, Bai Wangyu sat there quietly, saying nothing.
To be honest, before this, he never thought that Brother Li could really succeed.
After all, the method of practicing Feixian Jue is too difficult. Over the past thousands of years, many of Heaven's proud men have had to give up and practice other martial arts.
However, after today, he may have some faith.
Brother Li is the one who can create miracles!
He looked forward to the day when the swordsmanship of the first-generation sword god would reappear in the world.
A sword coming from the west, a flying fairy from the sky!
