Master Jiang secretly admired him and agreed to invite the old man to teach. However, it all fell on his own disciple. However, this disciple taught well. I am very satisfied with Yi Yuan from the bottom of my heart. He can learn everything very quickly, he can play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and he has a calm personality. He is really a good talent. He himself also understands that Yi Yuan's path is different from others, so he doesn't make too many demands on Yi Yuan. Sometimes he talks about how to get along with others and some philosophy of life, but most of the time he lets Yi Yuan go to the study by himself. Study the collection of books, and you can always ask yourself if you don’t understand something.
Therefore, besides reading the books, Yi Yuan often took Jiang Xiaoning to skip classes and sneak out to play, which often earned Master Jiang a look of disdain.
For other people, Master Jiang's requirements are relatively strict, especially Qian Shaoyou, who is a little tighter. Qian Shaoyou was very helpless and always secretly cursed in his heart: "Don't always stare at me. Just teach me a lesson if you make a small mistake. Who can bear this?" What he didn't know was that his father gave him a gift at that time. One thousand taels of silver notes were used as a apprenticeship ceremony, and Master Jiang would definitely treat him with treats.
Probably Teacher Jiang was also inspired by the old man, so each lecture progressed very quickly, leaving most of the time to the children for self-study, while he supervised them. Once they learned how, they could handle their own time. Especially in the past year, teaching has become more relaxed, and these children are basically more serious...
Sunshine is becoming more and more fascinating. The rows of willow trees on both sides of the river bank have put on new makeup early; the small fish in the water gather in groups and swim happily; the colorful flowers in the woods compete with each other to attract beauty. The butterflies were busy; the wind was blowing warmly, and the birds' nests on the branches of the trees were calling softly.
Jiang Xiaoning secretly pulled Yi Yuan and quietly came to the woods outside. She wanted Brother Yuan to show off his skills for her to see alone. Ever since I last heard from Sister Wei'er, Brother Yuan is the most powerful in Kung Fu. She had been thinking about it for a long time and finally found the opportunity. The weather was very nice today.
Yi Yuan thought for a moment but did not refuse. He gently took Jiang Xiaoning's weak and boneless right hand with his left hand and felt the weight of his body. Then he secretly took a breath of energy, tapped the ground with his right toe, and took Jiang Xiaoning up into the air. When the upward momentum was about to end, he stepped on the air with his feet, and his body moved laterally. The two figures shuttled through the depths of the woods. at. Yi Yuan's feet either tap on the branches or lightly step on the air, drifting in an indescribable way.
It seemed that Jiang Xiaoning was a little demented. She never thought that Brother Yuan could be so powerful. His body was like floating catkins, moving with the wind without any weight. The tall and heroic figure in front of her made her heart beat faster. Her cheeks were a little red under her beautiful eyebrows, and she was a little stunned for a moment.
There is a slight difference between performing light body kung fu with someone else and performing it alone. He walked as he pleased, and wherever his mind went, his figure followed him like a shadow; now the two of them, shrouded in Yi Yuan's mind, always let Xiao Ning'er's figure sway slightly in the direction of the ups and downs of his figure, and the two figures moved towards the distance. The mountains leaped away quickly.
The mountains are vast, with ups and downs, and patches of green pines and cypresses stand tall. Yi Yuan, who was jumping quickly along the treetop, felt something in his heart. For a moment, he felt that the little Ning'er he was pulling was like a part of his body. They were not separated from each other, and they merged into one, weightless, and moved with the wind. Walk, move with the air, float with the clouds.
For a moment, Yi Yuan was overjoyed and could no longer suppress the swelling emotions in his heart. He couldn't help but let out a loud roar. The sound was like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring, echoing around the mountains. The beasts under the tree were frightened and fled in all directions. Xiao Ning'er, who was behind her, really didn't expect that Brother Yuan was so powerful, beyond ordinary people's cognition, and her beautiful eyes turned frequently.
After Yi Yuan screamed, he felt indescribably comfortable in his heart. With a thought, he held Xiao Ning'er's left hand with a little force, then pulled Xiao Ning'er in front of him, and gently hugged her slender waist with his right hand. Sticking tightly to Xiao Ning'er's back. In an instant, Xiao Ning'er's face was so red that it could drip with water, her crystal clear eyes were tightly closed, her body was trembling slightly, and her heart was beating hard. Yi Yuan looked a little crazy, letting his body move with the wind, his speed getting slower and slower...
In the backyard of the Jade Emperor Temple, the middle-aged Taoist priest in gray clothes who was meditating woke up with a start. He recovered from his silence and quickly jumped to the window and looked into the depths of the vast mountains. The low whistling sound seemed to echo in the ears, making people's blood surge and making it impossible to meditate and practice. Is this the foundation-building expert shouting? Maybe just passing by? The Taoist priest in gray couldn't help but guess.
The westward sunshine slanted down, streaks of red light. The two people sitting side by side on the branches hugged each other and remained silent. The warm wind blew their sleeves fluttering, and their lightly dancing hair exuded a faint fragrance.
On the top of this quiet nameless mountain, there is rare peace and quiet. As the westward sunshine gradually fades away, a crescent moon looms in the sky.
The wind blowing from the depths of the mountains had a slight chill. Yi Yuan's mind moved slightly, summoning a white tiger skin cloak from the gray bag hidden in his arms, and gently draped it on Xiao Ning'er. on the body.
At this moment, Xiao Ning'er's eyebrows were raised, her smile was charming, her beautiful eyes were full of hope, her heart was filled with sweetness, and she snuggled quietly against Brother Yuan's broad arms.
I don’t know how long it took, but the night was thick and shrouded the entire earth, and the round moon was shining with a cold light. The small animals in the forest began to run around, and the howls of wolves and tigers could be heard faintly from further away.
Yi Yuan picked up a leaf between his thumb and forefinger of his left hand and waved it out at the right moment. Then he saw a passing wild rabbit suddenly fell to the ground, twitched a few times and then stopped moving. He picked up Xiao Ning'er's waist with his right hand. , he leaned on the branch in his left hand, and two people fell down from the branch.
He picked up the wild rabbit on the ground, found a flat place at the bottom of the valley, picked up a pile of dry branches, and lit a fire. Yi Yuan found a flat stone for Xiao Ning'er, put some dry weeds on it, and asked her to sit by the fire. He went to the distant stream to wash and skin the rabbit, string it on a branch, and put it on top of the flame. Grill slowly until the color is golden, take out some spices and salt from your pocket, sprinkle it carefully, and the aroma will suddenly hit your nostrils.
Jiang Xiaojing quietly raised her chin with both hands, looking a little obsessed.
Looking at the beautiful little Ning'er, Yi Yuan felt indescribable joy in his heart. He tore off a large piece of rabbit hind leg meat and handed it to Xiao Ning'er.
Looking at Xiao Ning'er's red-lipped little mouth chewing slowly, Yi Yuan was stunned for a moment and came to his senses. He quietly took out a gourd of wine from his arms and took a big sip to calm his burning mood. The wine was secretly brought out by Qian Shaoyou from the Qian family's cellar. It weighed about ten kilograms and was truly a century-old wine.
Jiang Xiaoning suddenly liked this kind of environment and didn't want to go home for a long time.
The moonlight is charming, pouring out endless brilliance. Accompanying a beautiful woman, falling in love on a moonlit night.
The air is filled with the breath of spring.
