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When Wu Xiazi came to Weiming, Weiming was happy but also a little annoyed.
Perhaps because he had been alone for a long time before, Weiming was not used to asking people around him for help when he had difficulties. Even during the time he became a disciple of Xiaoyao, there was no improvement.
That is to say, Wu Xiazi noticed Wei Ming's distress and stepped forward to ask, otherwise Wei Ming would have been troubled by himself for a long time.
"Master~"
Facing Wu Xiazi's inquiry, Weiming stood up and began to talk about the confusion he had caused during this period because what he had learned was too complicated.
Wu Xiazi listened carefully. After Weiming finished speaking, he couldn't help stroking his beard and praised with a smile: "Weiming'er, you can think of this, I am very happy as a teacher!"
With that said, Wu Xiazi glanced at Wei Ming, then turned around and walked towards the outside of the martial arts training ground. When Wei Ming saw this, he quickly followed.
"Weiming'er, before answering your doubts, I have a question for you."
While walking, Wu Xiazi said.
"Master, please give me instructions." Wei Ming said respectfully.
"Have you encountered any bottlenecks in your martial arts training recently?" Wu Xiazi asked.
Weiming pondered for a moment and replied: "Although I have learned too much and my studies are difficult, overall it has been smooth and I have not encountered any bottlenecks."
"now it's right."
Wu Xia Zi laughed and turned to look at Wei Ming.
Weiming felt his master stop and quickly stopped, and subconsciously looked around. Only then did he realize that in just a few words, the two of them had arrived at the waterfall without knowing it.
"Weiming'er..." Wu Xiazi continued: "You are talented and intelligent, and your bones are extremely good. You are even worse than when I was a teacher when you were young. You are only seventeen years old now. I have you as a teacher." By the time he achieved such success, he was already nearly thirty years old!"...
To simply translate Wu Xiazi's words, it means that you have learned so many things at such a young age, what else are you dissatisfied with?
Of course, in the end, Wu Xiazi showed off a little unconsciously. After all, being able to reach Weiming's current level would make even a middle-aged man proud, let alone Wu Xiazi, who is less than thirty years old. Genius is no exaggeration.
Not to mention Wei Ming, even if he puts aside the golden fingers brought by the system, Wei Ming is definitely the top genius boy.
But now this genius is worried that he has learned too much and can't practice it well. If he is heard by some mediocre people, he will probably curse Versailles in words that they themselves may not understand, and come with a knife. Killed someone.
"What Master teaches is..."
After being mentioned like this by Wu Xiazi, Wei Ming also felt that he was a little impatient, and he quickly admitted his mistake and said, "It's my disciple who is a little greedy."
Wu Xiazi smiled and shook his head and said, "I don't have anything to teach you as a teacher, and you didn't make any mistakes, but..."
With that said, Wu Xiazi changed his tone and continued: "If you want to solve your current troubles, I really have a shortcut that can help you quickly."
"Ah?!" Weiming was slightly startled and asked subconsciously: "What is it?"
"Small Wuxiang Gong."
"Small Wuxiang Gong?" Weiming was stunned again. He naturally knew about Xiaowuxiang Gong. His master had taught it to him a few months ago, and he also taught this mental technique to beginners while studying in Wangyou Valley. Yes, it’s just because of other studies that I haven’t continued to practice.
Now that he heard the name of this technique, Weiming suddenly felt enlightened and a little annoyed.
yes! Small Wuxiang Kung Fu can imitate the world's martial arts. If you are successful in practicing it, wouldn't it be twice the result with half the effort to practice other martial arts? Why didn't I think of it earlier?
Weiming mentally slapped himself on the forehead.
Regardless of what Wei Ming was thinking, Wu Xia Zi continued: "A hundred years ago, Jiumozhi, the national master of the Tubo Kingdom, unexpectedly learned the Xiao Wu Xiang Gong, the secret skill of my Xiaoyao sect, and actually used it to perform dozens of Shaolin stunts. , although it is tangible and intangible, the reason is because
Buddhism, Taoism and martial arts are incompatible with each other, but Wei Ming'er, who possesses the authentic Taoist secrets of our Xiaoyao Sect, has no such restrictions. "
After hearing Wu Xiazi's story, Wei Ming realized. It's no wonder that after Jiumozhi learned Xiao Wu Xiang Gong, although he learned a lot of Shaolin's stunts, his strength didn't seem to improve much. The tendon meridian went crazy and became possessed.
Thinking of this, Weiming also bowed his hands and said, "Disciple, I understand. Thank you Master for your guidance."
Wu Xiazi shook his head again and said: "This is not really any advice. Even if I don't tell you, you will find it sooner or later. And even if you practice the Small Wuxiang Kung Fu, it will only relieve your temporary pain." Sleepy, if you want to integrate what you have learned, in the final analysis, it still depends on yourself!"
As he spoke, Wu Xiazi said with encouragement and expectation: "Wei Ming'er, you are extremely talented. Compared with Xuan'er, Ji'er, Xiao Zi and others, you are even better than them. In terms of hard work, you are not weaker than them. The only one What is lacking is nothing more than accumulation over time. You must guard against irritability and impatience, and practice with concentration. One day you will accumulate a lot and become famous all over the world."
Weiming listened carefully. He knew that this was the truth that the master wanted to teach him. He immediately took a deep breath, calmed down and said to Wu Xiazi: "Thank you, master, for your teaching. I don't dare to forget it."
"Hehe~ OK, OK!"
Wu Xiazi stroked his beard and smiled.
He didn't say anything more. After all, he had been a master and apprentice for nearly a year. Wu Xiazi also had a good understanding of Weiming. Apart from issues related to cultivation, Weiming no longer needed him much in terms of how to behave in the world and what was good and evil. Master no longer bothers to teach.
....Oh, by the way, there is another aspect, which is the love between children...
Thinking of the women one after another around Weiming, Wu Xiazi felt worried about whether his disciple could cope with it, but at the same time, he couldn't help but feel a bit of a spectator mentality.
As for intervening?
Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. It is better to leave this kind of matter to the disciples themselves!
However, thinking of the unknown fate (catastrophe?) of peach blossoms, Wu Xiazi couldn't help but think of another couple in the valley, Aji and Xiaozi.
As the saying goes, there is no harm without comparison. When thinking of thorns, Wu Xiazi smiled knowingly and at the same time, she couldn't help but have a headache.
If only Ah Ji could be as sensible as Xuan'er and Wei Ming'er, or as considerate as Xiao Zi Abei. Wu Xiazi couldn't help but think.
Although Abe has not been here long, his superb cooking skills and gentle personality have long been recognized and loved by everyone in Xiaoyao Valley.
As for Thorns... Well, it is said that he was quite cute when he was a child, but Weiming said that he had never seen it. However, Weiming had seen Thorns two years ago. At that time, he was still a tough-talking, arrogant and a bit shy young man in the world. How come it has only been more than a year and it has become like this? ...
It’s really strenuous.
. . .
Ahem, let’s go back to Wu Xia Zi and Wei Ming.
After the enlightenment, Wu Xiazi did not let Wei Ming continue to go back to practice, but took the two of them to watch the waterfall together.
According to Wu Xiazi, although practicing Qigong requires perseverance, it must also be relaxed and relaxed. Occasionally going to such a place to relax the body and mind, allowing the inner breath to circulate in the body, is not a form of practice while resting.
Looking at the endless waterfall in front of me, listening to the sound of water flowing through the stone wall, and feeling the coolness of water droplets splashing on the corners of my clothes, I felt like I was in a vast ocean.
I also deeply believe in what Master said.
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