Yang Zhen swung the Qianwu Stick and struck with all her strength. The sound was loud and alarmed many students in Shuiwu Peak.
Soon after, Chen Tao and Huang Yifang, who were the chief and deputy chiefs, came to check. By this time, Yang Zhen had almost recovered, and Zhao Yueer ran to clean up somewhere and made it clean and refreshing again.
Yang Zhen, on the other hand, had been nestling in the pit without moving. Although the muddy water in the pit was sucked away by Zixue's water spell, there was still a lot of dust, making his whole body dirty.
After meditating on the spot with my eyes closed and adjusting my breath for a while, the pain has basically recovered. He stood up and returned to Yuezhen Pavilion with the two girls.
Returning to the cave, I took a quick bath, took another blood-tonifying pill, and used my whole body's magic power again. After a few weeks, I could no longer see any scars on my body, and I couldn't feel any discomfort.
This is the world of immortality. If in Yang Zhen's previous life, all the bones in her body were broken, even if she was rescued, she would have to lie in bed for two months, completely unable to take care of herself.
But here, he fully recovered in an hour or two.
At Zhao Yue'er's invitation, Zixue stayed to have dinner with them. Although most of the ingredients are in the bluestone space and cannot be eaten on the barbecue, a few simple side dishes and a pot of Lingguo wine produced in Yuezhou can still entertain guests.
After dinner, Cai Si served a fruit plate, tea and snacks, and then several people gathered in the courtyard to listen to Yang Zhen telling stories.
As long as the little girl returns to Shuiwu Peak, this will be a must-have show every night, just like it was in Shuihengyuan.
It was a bitter experience for Caiyun, it had been a long time since she had such an experience. Every time they met, they would complain in a low voice, so Yang Zhen had to choose some exciting clips to coax this maid who worked hard to make money.
"Let's continue talking about your "Dragon and the Eight Parts"." the little girl urged.
Yang Zhen glanced at the guest hesitantly: "This story is very long. If your senior sister has to listen to this part without any end, why not change it to a short story?"
"Sister, I've heard it all before! I told her." The little girl said proudly.
"Well," Zixue nodded and said with a smile, "I just heard that A'Zhu pretended to be her father and was going to meet her lover!"
"Sure enough, I didn't miss anything!" Yang Zhen also smiled, no longer hesitated, and started to tell the story.
The passage I want to talk about today is exactly the story of A'Zhu Yu meeting Xiao Feng at night, being accidentally killed by him, and stuffing cattle and sheep into a promise to make a promise.
After the story was told, several girls had tears in their eyes, and Caisi couldn't help wiping her tears.
Tie Zhu, on the other hand, scratched his head and was very confused: "Why didn't she say it? She had to get that slap!"
Then Caisi glared hard and immediately fell silent.
Seeing that the scene was a little dull, Yang Zhen quickly told two more short stories, which made the atmosphere lively again.
After all this is over, it's getting late. Zhao Yue'er hugged Zixue's waist and said, "Sister Zixue, don't go back tonight, sleep with Yue'er."
These two girls have always been inseparable in Tianshui Peak.
Zixue didn't hesitate, looked at the little girl dotingly, and nodded in agreement.
So she, Zhao Yuer, and Cai Si lived in Yuezhen Pavilion, while Yang Zhen took Tiezhu back to her cave.
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After Tie Zhu practiced the exercise technique, he ate a lot and slept well. Well, he snored loudly.
Yang Zhen, a dignified monk, was actually upset by his noise.
Of course, it was also because I had long been accustomed to going to the Bluestone Space at night. I couldn't go there during this period. At night, I actually couldn't sleep.
He simply put on his clothes and got out of bed, walked out of the cave, and came to the bluestone outside.
The moonlight is like a gauze, and a few sparse stars are shining, making this mountain forest hazy and beautiful.
Yang Zhen was silent for a moment and took out a new stick from the storage bag.
It turned out that the Qianwu stick had been damaged after the full blow in the afternoon.
The new wooden stick was placed flat in the palm of his hand. He closed his eyes and concentrated, recalling the key points of the [Wind Shadow Stick].
[Wind Shadow Stick] has a total of seven moves, namely [Sticking stick to see shadow], [Shadow attached to branch], [Catching wind and shadow], [Sun does not move shadow], [Insinuating Shadow], [Lonely Shadow].
And the last move: [Destruction Stick].
Among them, the first three moves are mainly offensive, the fourth move is defensive, the fifth and sixth moves are group attack techniques, and as for the seventh move, Yang Zhen has not yet understood its essence.
At present, he is familiar with the first three moves of the attack. He has been thinking about the fourth move for many days and still doesn't know why.
According to the literal meaning, the shadow cast by the sun cannot move in time, describing the extremely fast speed.
From this perspective, this move should be an attack, but why is it classified as a defense in terms of technique?
Yang Zhen frowned, still unclear.
He simply put aside his thoughts, threw the wooden stick in his hand, then grabbed it with one hand, and immediately began to practice the first three moves.
Under the moonlight, his footsteps were blown by the wind, making no trace of his steps. Within a few feet, his heart moved at will.
The stick roars in the wind and is full of power.
The more Yang Zhen dances, the more excited she becomes. Her muscles move with the dance, and her whole body's bones feel like they have been reborn after exercise. The hidden diseases caused by the serious injuries in the afternoon are also completely healed in the sweat-soaked fun.
The moonlight caressed him gently, leaving behind a vigorous figure that kept jumping.
He practiced the first three moves repeatedly. After hundreds of cycles, he put away his stick and stood up, breathing slightly.
Looking at the figure at his feet, he frowned.
Just now, he seemed to have caught something, but it disappeared like a meteor from the sky.
The figure remained motionless, and time seemed to stand still at this moment.
Suddenly, Yang Zhen thought, her steps stumbled heavily, and a clear mark was left on the boulder.
He flashed left and right, as fast as lightning, and almost in the blink of an eye, he was back to where he was before.
The shadow in front of him still stayed in the same position as before, seemingly never moving.
The sun never changes its shadow!
I see!
Yang Zhen suddenly realized.
The best defense is not to block other people's attacks, but that they can't hit you at all!
As long as I'm fast enough, so fast that even my shadow can't move, who can hit me?
At this point, Yang Zhen couldn't help laughing. If it hadn't been for the dead of night, he would have screamed happily to the sky!
He swung the stick and moved around several times, each time in a different direction, but finally returned to the starting point.
The realization in his heart became deeper and deeper, and his movements became faster and faster.
At this moment, a stone suddenly appeared behind him and hit his back quickly!
Yang Zhen seemed unaware, and at the moment when the stone was about to come, it suddenly flashed.
The stones continued to move forward with a sharp whistling, and they did not fall to the ground until they were a hundred feet away.
Yang Zhen still stood there, as if she had never moved.
[The sun never moves its shadow], he finally mastered it!
He took a long breath, put away the stick, turned around with a smile, and bowed his hands:
"Thank you, senior sister, for your advice!"
ps: Thanks to QQ book friend Rumengfusheng for your recommendation and monthly ticket.
