Deep clouds cover the green mountains, and the clouds in the mountains are still piled up over the mountains.
The fresh breath after the rain has given birth to a lot of new life. Bamboo shoots and bracken are sprouting from the ground beside the road. Occasionally, you can even see small insects crawling by, which is full of interesting life.
At dusk, the woodcutter came back carrying a rattan basket and saw Fu Yunge practicing alone in the yard. I saw that his movements were already very smooth, and he seemed to have grasped the secret of Qi Crossing the Cloud Fei, but he was not yet proficient at it.
The old woodcutter walked to the wall and put down the basket: "Why are you the only one with poinsettias?"
Fu Yunge luckily returned to the sea of qi, took a long breath of relief, and stood up with satisfaction.
"Senior has left. He is going to find another of my companions, and he wants to inquire about the Jiuche Xiaoying in the surrounding area. He said he would come back when he has time."
Opening his eyes, Fu Yunge explained to the woodcutter.
The old man looked at the crimson and dark sky in the distance - only in the evening can the color of the sun be revealed: "You can stay one night before leaving. But let him go."
Night soon fell, covering the tranquil mountains and fields. Fu Yunge understood the third form, and his inner joy was indescribable.
He practiced Qiao Lao's qi training secrets three more times before going to bed. He felt that his body was extremely tired, so he leaned on the pillow and fell asleep.
The next day, the poinsettia plums did not come. Fu Yunge practiced on his own, became proficient in the third form, and then began to move towards the fourth form "Qi Shaking Cloud Waves" on his own.
The old man also gave him occasional guidance, and as his body continued to recover, after a few days of practice, he clearly felt that his strength had greatly improved.
Only at night, he thought of Dongfang Shiming again.
He was cultivating safely here, but he didn't know where his friend was now. He couldn't help but feel uneasy.
He only hopes that when the poinsettia comes again, it will bring good news that Dongfang Shiming is safe and sound. In this case, he can at least feel a little relieved.
The next morning, Poinsettia came back and happened to meet Fu Yunge and the woodcutter having breakfast. Fu Yunge quickly put down his bowls and chopsticks and stepped forward to ask about Dongfang Shiming's news.
Unexpectedly, Poinsettia shook her head regretfully.
"I traced his traces down the river yesterday for dozens of miles, but I still couldn't find Dongfang Shiming's whereabouts."
Poinsettia sighed, but turned around and said: "I also went to Shigu Ferry. Although he is not here, the place is safe and sound now. Even the mouth of the Willow Branch River where your family is located has not been affected by the recent events."
"I just heard from the people nearby that many ships were stolen in the early morning that day. I'm afraid it was the work of the ambushes hoarded there."
When Fu Yunge heard that his father and the others were fine, he felt a little calmer: "It's good that there were no casualties. It seems that the ambush had already been stationed at Shigu Ferry, and left in the early morning of the planned day to launch the attack at Chaoyun Street Port. Attack."
"This is indeed a detailed plan." Poinsettia nodded in agreement, and the two of them walked into the house.
The old woodcutter sat at the table and knew exactly what they were talking about.
But he still turned a deaf ear. When he saw Poinsettia coming in, he just raised his head slightly and blinked as a greeting.
Poinsettia found a wooden post in the corner and sat down. Although Fu Yunge learned that his family was safe, there was still no news from Dongfang Shiming, and his mood was not very high, with a thin layer of sadness covering his face.
Poinsettia noticed his worries and comforted him: "Don't worry, he will be fine."
Fu Yunge smiled at him and shrugged reluctantly.
After the two of them had breakfast, the woodcutter left as usual. Poinsettia silently watched Fu Yunge picking at the rice with his head hanging down, his thoughts also unclear.
Fu Yunge has been responsible for washing dishes after meals here. After the old woodcutter left, he took a basin and scooped out a few spoonfuls of spring water as usual and went to the yard to wash the dishes.
Upon seeing this, Poinsettia also walked to the basin and squatted down to help Fu Yunge wash it. Fu Yunge was stunned for a moment, then raised his head, only to see Poinsettia with its eyelids drooping, its expression unreadable.
"It's okay. I also helped him wash at Zuichen's house." Poinsettia said.
Fu Yunge nodded quietly. In this way, the two of them washed three or five coarse porcelain tableware together, remaining silent to each other. The icy spring water is cool and comfortable in your hands.
After taking a short rest, the poinsettia plum cheered up Fu Yunge and he could not neglect his practice.
In the current situation, only if you have enough energy can you have the strength to face evil and protect the people you want to protect. Fu Yunge mustered up all his strength and said yes again and again. He cheered up and continued to concentrate on his cultivation.
The so-called Qi shaking the clouds means that the practitioner can freely mobilize the Qi energy gathered throughout the body without neglecting defense at the same time. This posture requires more abundant energy storage. Fortunately, Fu Yunge took care of himself for a few days, and his energy has returned to its previous level.
As usual, Poinsettia was on hand to give guidance.
The practice of internal strength is more dangerous than the external martial arts, especially in the early stages. If you are not careful, you can easily go crazy.
Moreover, Fu Yunge's current practice speed is forced to speed up, without connection and transition. If there is no guidance, the risk will be even greater.
"Comprehend the power of Yangming and Yin, calm down the water and fire, and focus on the middle palace. Guide the true energy up the Ren channel and stay temporarily at the Jiuwei point."
Poinsettia sat on a stone, staring at Fu Yunge who was sitting cross-legged and practicing with his eyes closed. From time to time he would give instructions: "The moment you feel fullness, raise your true energy again, divert it to the Tiantu point, and merge it into the Yunmen point on both shoulders. ."
Fu Yunge listened wholeheartedly to the teachings of Poinsettia, and began to explore the Qi Shaking Yunbo Style.
Teaching Fu Yunge how to master the fourth form, a day has passed unknowingly.
During this period, the woodcutter also came back to have lunch with them, and saw the two of them discussing the content of cultivation at the dinner table. Although he was not interested in it, he was a little surprised.
After all, you can’t rush for success in cultivation. At the current speed, even though there is foundational support and guidance, unexpected events may still happen.
Poinsettia still left in the evening, and before leaving, she told Fu Yunge to continue practicing. His time is now tight and he has to work day and night without even a break.
Fu Yunge is well aware of the painstaking efforts of Poinsettia and meticulously refines his internal skills.
The way the old man looked at him gradually changed from worry to trust.
It seems that during this period of time, this child has a strong will, and with the guidance of Poinsettia, he might really be able to achieve a qualitative change by leaps and bounds.
The days passed quickly, and three to five days passed in the blink of an eye.
During this period, Poinsettia came again and said that it had found traces of Dongfang Shiming, but it was not certain yet.
Fu Yunge was not only worried, but also made stricter demands on himself.
He must seize the time, and when he has the strength, he will search for it himself and find out the whereabouts of his best friend.
On the sixth day of studying the fourth form, Fu Yunge sat cross-legged and practiced in the early morning, with wisps of white air floating above his head from time to time.
There was mist outside the house. The old woodcutter looked at the situation outside and decided to go out to chop wood later. Seeing that Fu Yunge hadn't gotten up yet, he went over and opened the door to check.
The moment he stepped across the threshold of the inner room, Fu Yunge suddenly let out a clear whistle. I saw the mist above his head suddenly drifting away, and then a slow breeze blew in, causing the old man's clothes to flutter slightly.
When he saw this, he couldn't help but nod and praise, this situation should be a shocking success.
Fu Yunge is like waking up from a big dream, slowly opening his eyelids.
Seeing Mr. Qiao standing at the door, he smiled slightly and said, "Old Qiao, I...should have succeeded."
The old man nodded in agreement. It is indeed not easy to maintain such a cultivation speed without losing anything. I just don’t know if this young man can bear it if it continues.
At noon, the poinsettia came again. He was also overjoyed when he heard that the fourth form of Fu Yunge had been completed.
But in his heart, like the old man Qiao, he felt a mixture of joy and sorrow. He didn't know if Fu Yunge could still bear it if he continued to speed up his practice.
