The next morning, the sky was slightly bright. Yi Yuan woke up from his trance, looking very energetic. He stood on the ground and shook his clothes, feeling endless strength surging in his body.
I left the study and came to the yard. Mr. Yi, who was stretching his muscles, stretched out his hand to call Yi Yuan to come to him and told him that he would learn light weight kung fu from him in the morning.
Yi Yuan nodded and waited patiently for the old man's instruction.
"Watch carefully!" After the old man finished speaking, he shouted loudly, bent his left leg slightly, and pushed his right foot slightly behind him. Suddenly, his whole body was straight forward, floating out a lot, and then he tapped his left toe lightly. On the ground, the body turned slightly, and a little above the tip of the right toe, the whole body jumped forward a lot. Then he kept tapping his toes on the ground, moving his body left and right. After a while, a series of figures were left in the yard... At first, Yi Yuan could see clearly, but then the old man became too interested. , The body moved around so fast that Yi Yuan couldn't keep up. Just because this was the case, Yi Yuan's blood boiled with passion and he yearned for it.
When the old man finished his work and came to Yi Yuan, his face was rosy and there was no sound of breathing. He was very satisfied with his lightening skills. Yi Yuan shook the old man's arm and said: "Grandpa, teach me quickly, Yuan'er must learn this."
Mr. Yi agreed with a smile on his face. The family kung fu had been planned to be taught, so this was the right time...
Yi Zheng also came to the yard and looked at Yi Yuan who was practicing the light body kung fu behind the old man. After a while, he also learned the light body kung fu in a decent manner. He estimated in his mind that it would not take long for him to learn this light body kung fu. .
The Liuyun Qinggong passed down from my family is driven by cultivation methods. It is extremely flexible in battles and tossing around. It is also a rare and good skill.
"The key to the Flowing Cloud Step is: it is ethereal and uncertain, the left is empty and the right is real, the right is real and the left is empty, the virtual and the real are real, and the changes are unpredictable. You only need a little inner breath to toss and turn, and the changes are endless. When tossing, jumping, and turning around, Pay attention to the flow of inner breath and do not let it stop. It moves slowly like a stream. During the movement, you can also increase the practice of inner breath... You must practice diligently to achieve great success." The old man was slowly instructing from the side.
Yi Yuan was originally very talented, and his spiritual consciousness was much higher than that of ordinary people. The old man's mental formulas had been silently engraved in his heart. At this moment, the body shape is moving, there is a sense of virtuality and reality, and there is a sense of endless change. It is actually the same as the old man's movements.
Very similar. The feet move forward rhythmically, alternating between virtual and real, left and right, just like wind blowing dust, floating freely, which is extremely pleasing to the eye.
Mr. Yi, who was standing aside, didn't want to talk. He had basically learned it in just a short time. He really didn't have a sense of accomplishment. How long did you study for? It took about half a month to get started. After entering Xiantian, the pace reached the state of Dacheng, where you can move freely and do whatever you want. I really can't compare with others, it hurts my face.
"Mom, I want to fly here and there like my brother, can you teach me?" Yi Wei, who came to the yard at some point, was yearning for her brother's elegant figure, while shaking her mother Lu Yunqing's arm. Said coquettishly.
Lu Yunqing looked at the old man sighing in the distance, and suddenly had an idea in his mind. He called Yi Zheng over and ordered: "Yi Wei is not young now, and she knows a lot of words. She is also studying with Master Jiang now, so she can live a good life." After a year and a half, it’s time to teach her kung fu. Do you think you should teach her yourself? Or let your father teach her? "
Yi Zheng thought for a moment and said: "Let your father teach you. The family inherited exercises are still very suitable for Wei'er. I'll tell my father later. When Yuan'er goes out to practice in the future, only Wei'er can do it if he is around. Make him happy."
"The eight extraordinary meridians and the twelve meridians contain many acupoints. When you have time, you can slowly teach Wei'er." Yi Zheng continued.
Lu Yunqing nodded, leaned down and told Yi Wei: "In a year or two, when Wei'er grows up, grandpa will personally teach her, and she will be able to fly around like brother Yi Yuan in the future."
Yi Wei suddenly laughed happily and said happily: "Mother is the best and loves Weier the most. Weier must grow up quickly and repay mother well."
Yi Zheng, who was standing aside, looked embarrassed. "Only your mother is the closest to you, and your father doesn't kiss you anymore. He is really jealous."
Lu Yunqing, who was standing by, couldn't help but chuckle. Such a grown-up man was jealous of his own daughter. Then, eyes like autumn water kept looking at Yi Zheng... Yi Zheng also smiled foolishly.
After a long time, after Yi Yuan calmed down, the family started to have breakfast.
After breakfast, Mr. Yi took Yi Yuan, Yi Wei, and Li Zhiyuan to study in Mingyuan; Yi Zheng and Lu Yunqing went to Yi He Hall to sit in the hall, and the old housekeeper Li Lianfu was at home to look after the courtyard.
As the days pass, the biting cold wind gradually goes away, and the warm warm wind becomes more and more pleasant. Spring has arrived again, and the willow trees on both sides of the river have already bloomed with young green leaves, blowing by the breeze, giving off a warm atmosphere; the flowers gradually opened their eyes, colorful and charming. The flowers are shining brightly, and the butterflies dancing on the flowers are dancing gracefully.
Yi Yuan appeared in the woods outside Mingyuan with Jiang Xiaoning and Yi Wei. Green buds sprouted from the weeds, unknown flowers bloomed everywhere, and the birds in the forest worked hard to catch insects everywhere.
Qian Shaoyou was climbing up a thick tree in the distance like a monkey. It turns out that there is a bird's nest on the branch on the waist of the tree. This guy must have taken a liking to the bird child. On the branches of a tree three or five meters away, a yellow bird kept chirping, and the nervous voice revealed a trace of uneasiness.
Under the tree, Chang Bin, Tang Xiaoping, Li Zhiyuan, Diao Xiaosong and others stared intently at the bird's nest above; Qin Zhuo, Qin Ran, and Chun Yuming standing in the distance were trampling the flowers unscrupulously; Dongfang Wei was sitting in the distance. Under the willow tree, I am reading "The Thousand Character Essay" with concentration: the sky and the earth are black and yellow, and the universe is primitive. The sun and moon are full, and the stars and constellations are arranged. Cold comes and summer comes, autumn harvests and winter hides. Leap rain makes the year come true, and Lu regulates Yang. The clouds turn into rain, and the dew turns into frost...
In the clearing next to the woods, Xue Qian was playing the lyre. A lovesickness song, played leisurely, who is missing the heart-throbbing love.
Yi Yuan stared at a colorful butterfly, which was very beautiful. So I held my breath, moved my toes slightly, floated out a little, and silently caught the butterfly with a pinch of two fingers. Its struggling body kept shaking, trying to get rid of the restraints on its wings.
"Brother Yi Yuan, please let it go. This butterfly is quite pitiful!" Jiang Xiaoning couldn't bear the torture of the butterfly and couldn't help but say...
