(3)
After half a month's absence, the students of Yuyi Academy finally met the owner of the academy, Bai Feng, during morning class the next day.
The young swordsman was just washing up, and then he was sitting alone in the courtyard before everyone arrived. At this time, there was still fine snow falling in the sky, and it couldn't be said to be very warm anyway. However, there was no blanket or felt as a cushion under his seat, and he only wore a layer of thick brocade.
However, Bai Feng remained motionless.
All the disciples and junior brothers arrived late, but seeing that senior brother Bai Feng was recovering, they sat on the cold ground and waited for a long time. They all wanted to come forward to help and greet, saying: "Brother, how are you? These days, we have been waiting for you every day for a long time. Everyone wants to visit you!”
Bai Feng saw that all the junior brothers were trying to lift themselves up from the cold ground, and a helpless chuckle appeared on the corner of his mouth. Then he suddenly shouted harshly and said, "Have you ever thought about why you learn martial arts?"
Most of the people present were speechless and fell silent for a moment.
Bai Feng then asked: "Everyone, please find a seat and sit down. Today's lesson is to sit on the ground and meditate in thin air. It happens to be a light snowfall. If anyone can't stand it, they can go to the building behind me to rest. Don’t force it for a moment, your senior sister Murong has already prepared hot tea inside.”
After everyone heard this, there was an uproar and continued discussion. Only Zang Boyan, a good sumo wrestler who had been defeated by Bai Feng in the past, was the first to make a statement and immediately sat down cross-legged.
"It's useless to talk more, Senior Brother Bai. I practice martial arts just to defeat a master like you!" After Uncle Zang finished speaking, Bai Feng immediately said hello, and then called to the house behind him: "Yan'er, we can here we go."
As soon as he finished speaking, someone pushed open the door from the building behind the school ground. But seeing Murong Yan dressed in brocade, with her hair in a high bun, her behavior was still quite leisurely and elegant. She took an incense burner, inserted a lit incense candle into the center, and finally turned back to tidy up the charcoal burner behind her. , to prevent the tea from being burned dry.
"Bo Yan, let's see if you still think this way after half a stick of incense." Bai Feng smiled sarcastically, and then explained to the other disciples: "I will also sit quietly and meditate with you, so don't worry about it."
Seeing that senior brother Bai Feng was leading by example, and even disciples like Zang Boyan were setting an example, all the disciples soon began to sit quietly under the ice and snow, silently thinking about the problem.
After a while, when the incense candle in front of Murong Yan was half burned, Bai Feng asked Zang Boyan again: "Bo Yan, why do you practice martial arts."
"I...I." Although Zan Boyan is strong and strong, he is still just a young man with nothing to do. For him, the days when he was meditating were like years, not to mention the cold weather today. The aspirations and ideals in his heart have long been covered up by the endless coldness, "Senior...Senior brother, why do we have to do this kind of thing?" ?”
"When you think about it, I'll ask you again." After saying that, Bai Feng stood up slowly and gently wiped away the dust and lint on his body. It seemed that he was not affected by the cold at all.
The young swordsman looked around, as if he was deliberately looking for someone, then moved to a disciple and asked: "What about you? Why do you want to practice martial arts."
"I want to protect the villagers and benefit the people!"
"Very good, you can go home today."
The disciple exclaimed and asked, "Senior brother, what do you mean by this? Are you trying to expel me from the academy?"
Immediately, the fellow disciples around this disciple also stood up, bowed their hands to Bai Feng and said in respect: "Senior brother, Ji Ji's family is poor, and he has gone through a lot of hardships to come to the academy to seek a teacher. You must not drive him away!"
"Jingji, don't be nervous." Bai Feng knelt down and saw his appearance clearly - an ignorant young man who always gritted his teeth when facing outsiders, and replied: "Junior Brother Jingji, I don't want to drive you away. It’s just that the matter is complicated, I will explain it later. If you don’t want to leave, why don’t you go to Senior Sister Murong and take a rest first?”
After hearing this, Jingjia calmly walked to sit down next to Murong Yan and took a sip of hot tea. The dozen or so people who were still sitting and meditating in the school grounds outside the house felt dissatisfied when they saw this. However, no one dared to ask for it, so everyone could only continue to suffer from the cold.
Bai Feng continued to walk around the school grounds, looking for people who met his requirements to ask questions. However, half the time for burning the incense passed and he still didn't say a word.
At the same time, Su Qing happened to pass by the school grounds in order to deliver news from the outside world to the master of the academy. He saw Bai Feng threatening everyone to be cold, and couldn't help but stepped forward and asked Bai Feng, "Brother Bai, are you helping them practice their internal skills?"
Bai Feng said: "No, let's not talk too much. I still have important things to do. If Brother Su has anything important to do, go and inform Yan'er first."
"Zhao Kuo has come to the academy. Is this considered a noisy matter?" Before Su Qing finished speaking, one of the disciples finally couldn't bear the cold air entering his body. He stood up suddenly and cursed Bai Feng in a very feminine voice: "I've had enough! What kind of academy master knows all kinds of torturing and dirty tricks!"
Bai Feng looked over and saw a "young man" with skin as white as snow but wearing the make-up of a beggar standing in front of him. He knew that he had never seen such a strange person in the academy, so he asked: "Junior brother, when did you come to the academy? Why do you think you are unfamiliar to me?"
"Of course you don't know! I came in with my senior brother, senior brother, don't you think so?" The beggar looked at Su Qing blankly, and said: "Senior brother, give me the secret now, and I will immediately Just leave, I don’t want to stay in this damn place for even a moment!”
"Yue Qingling? Didn't I tell you that the secret book had been burned a long time ago!" Su Qing said sorry to Bai Feng in a slightly abrupt manner, then walked to his junior sister and carried her to Murong Yan like a cat or dog.
"I finally found you. No matter what, I won't leave until you teach me the unique Qinggong skills in the world!" After Yue Qingling struggled several times, the worn felt hat he was wearing just now accidentally shook to the ground. A pile of black and beautiful long hair fell to her waist, shocking the fellow students who had been here for half a month and stunned.
"Haha, it seems that many interesting things happened in the academy during the half month I was away." Bai Feng just thought about it, and soon a new disciple couldn't hold on anymore. He stood up with his body curled up and walked dejectedly into the room. Rest. Like a tidal wave, as long as there is a wave, the next wave will follow.
More and more people couldn't hold on any longer and gathered around Murong Yan to drink hot tea and keep warm. In the end, only three people, including Zang Boyan, were still sitting in the snow.
Bai Feng stared at Zang Boyan for a long time, and saw that he was still uneasy and his limbs were shaking wildly. He shook his head secretly, as if he was sighing and feeling pity, and asked: "Junior Brother Boyan, what should you do if you really can't think of it?" The answer can be blunt, I will never blame you."
"It's so cold... In this situation, how can we think so much." Zang Boyan said, "Senior Brother Bai, aren't we cowards?"
"You are all out-and-out heroes, but you still need to practice. All of you, get up! From now on, the three of you will learn martial arts from Brother Huyan. As for the others..." Bai Feng said for a while, then turned around. Looking at the bustling house, "They will follow Senior Brother Su Qing."
Zang Boyan asked in confusion: "What about the thorns? Why did you only choose him?"
"I didn't choose him, he chose me." Bai Feng's humble words undoubtedly shocked Qu Boyan's mind.
When he was young, the eldest son of Zhao arrived at the invitation. Bai Feng immediately introduced Zhao Kuo to meet the junior brothers. After everyone greeted and got acquainted, the young swordsman officially ordered everyone to disperse, leaving himself and Murong Yan alone in the house. Hospitality.
