"Without greed, there will naturally be no confusion and sinking." The old woodcutter said with lowered eyebrows.
Fu Yunge also knew that the woodcutter would have this attitude. Although what he said is correct, how many people in this world can understand it? If everyone could wake up, there would be no evil and ugliness in this world.
"In this case, they have been plotting for this plan for many years, and they must be greedy for more than just treasures from various places."
Poinsettia continued to look down with cold eyes and said, "In addition to the information above, there are many new trends here."
"Jiuche Xiaoying continues his usual style, and the war they destroyed has spread to various places. In addition to Chaoyun Street, Qingfenggang, Liripu, Jiangliang City and other places have also been destroyed."
Fu Yunge's expression changed after hearing this, and he quickly stood up and walked around to carefully read the letter in Poinsettia's hand.
Zuichen Township recorded in the letter seven or eight disaster-stricken places, with the word "etc." added at the end. It seems that they have indeed gradually surfaced, and the entire next world may be plunged into war in the future.
He clenched his fists silently. Judging from the situation in Pazhuang and Chaoyun Street, it was unknown how many innocent people died in brutal fighting in those areas.
As long as he Fu Yunge is alive, he will do his best to prevent the tragedy from happening again. Jiuche Xiaoying, he vowed to be irreconcilable with him.
"Above. The signature is Zui Chenxiang and Spotted Lord." Poinsettia smiled silently.
But after reading the content of the letter, he was no longer very interested. He would not let them have an easy time with Jiuche Xiaoying's rebellious behavior.
The old man just said "tsk tsk" twice. He has not been involved in the human world for many years and has no feelings about these things. After hearing the letter, he immediately stood up, picked up the bamboo hat hanging on the wall, and moved to prepare to go out.
Fu Yunge looked out the door, pondered for a moment, raised his eyebrows and said seriously to Poinsettia: "Senior, teach me the fifth form."
Poinsettia and the woodcutter who walked to the door were both startled at the same time.
The gentle breeze from the mountains blew through the door, causing Fu Yunge's hair to dance back and forth. Poinsettia raised her head and stared into his eyes, while Fu Yunge couldn't take his eyes away, with a solid look like a rock.
After a while, Poinsettia nodded and agreed: "Okay. I'll teach you the fifth pose."
Fu Yunge made up his mind and accelerated his practice speed. However, Poinsettia is still a little worried. Although the Qi Rushing Cloud Cave pose is fine, the next sixth pose "Qi Breaking the Cloud Mansion" is somewhat inadequate for the current Fu Yunge.
The sixth form, Qi Po Yun Mansion, is the turning point in "The Thirteen Essays of Yunji". Many practitioners become obsessive, and this often happens in the sixth position. If we continue to rush like this, I'm afraid the consequences will be unimaginable.
Fu Yunge didn't know about this. In the next few days, he devoted all his energy to meditating on the fifth form.
Qi Chongyun Cave is a method that follows the previous style, focusing on gathering Qi at a certain point and expressing it from the inside out. In other words, the fifth posture is to guide the vitality to burst outward. The stronger the body and external skills, the more significant the effect of the vitality can be.
In fact, the principle of Kou Wufu's moves is roughly the same as the fifth move. It's just that he is more proficient and has other accumulation of skills, so that he can display the heavy artillery attack style.
Fu Yunge thought this while using him as a reference, and he suddenly had a more unique understanding of the fifth form.
During the nearly a week that Fu Yunge practiced behind closed doors, the vegetation in the mountains gradually became lush. Farmers are busy irrigating and weeding, and melodious folk songs are often heard in the mountain streams during the day.
The old woodcutter was no exception. He gradually needed to leave early and come home late, so he left the cooking of breakfast and dinner to Fu Yunge. Poinsettia still comes over occasionally to give advice, but never stays overnight, and looks tired every time she comes. Fu Yunge guessed that he must be working hard, so he set stricter demands on himself and did not dare to slack off easily.
Hard work pays off. Fu Yunge successfully understood the Qi Chongyundong style in only about a week.
When he stepped out of the yard and looked at the distant mountains, he felt a sense of pride and joy. Facing the increasingly green and beautiful mountains, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and there was no feeling of discomfort in his body.
When the old man came back and learned the news, he was equally happy for him. That night, the two of them drank a jar of wine together to express their celebration and gratitude to the old man.
The starry sky outside the mountains is brilliant. Under the night, the refreshing mountain breeze flows through the mountain stream, accompanied by the low hum of the stream, and the rustling singing among the branches and leaves of the treetops.
Poinsettia arrived the next day, and she learned about the progress of Fu Yunge's practice, which made her feel relieved. However, for the sake of safety, he still decided not to continue the teachings of "Yunji Thirteen Shu" for the time being.
Regarding the sixth form, he still couldn't let go of Fu Yunge. And with the accumulation of the first five moves, Fu Yunge is now very different from before. Instead of taking risks, it may be better to play it slow and steady.
"In that case, you already have the basis for practicing the magic of magic." Poinsettia said appreciatively at the table.
"Magic movement?" Fu Yunge was a little confused, "Shouldn't you continue to practice the sixth form?"
Poinsettia shook her head and took out a new book of exercises she had prepared from her arms: "The practice of the sixth form will only last a long time. What you should do most at the moment is to adapt to the current battlefield and the changing situation. It is practical and practical. You must understand the truth."
After speaking, he placed the new technique on the table and pushed it in front of Fu Yunge.
Fu Yunge picked up the book and browsed the big characters on it: "This is... "Jinghong Liuxun"."
"That's right." Poinsettia raised her chin matter-of-factly.
"This skill is one of the divine walking techniques. If you reach the highest level, you can travel thousands of miles in a day. With your current cultivation level, although it is slightly reduced, it is still very beneficial. The divine walking technique I have practiced, It is also this "Jinghong Liu Xun"."
Fu Yunge was very excited after hearing this. He held the exercise book tightly and carefully examined it several times. Then he raised his head and asked Poinsettia excitedly: "Senior, have you reached the supreme level?"
Poinsettia frowned and smiled: "No. So now I place my hope on you."
When the woodcutter came back in the evening, he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that Fu Yunge had begun to practice magic. At the same time, he admired Poinsettia's mind for exploiting his apprentice.
Although it is very hard to practice the magic of magic, at least you won't go crazy anymore. At most...the feet will be dripping with blood?
Early the next morning, Poinsettia took Fu Yunge and began to practice the magic of magic. Since Shenxing technique relies on the legs, it is particularly important for the practitioner to be familiar with the meridians of the lower body.
However, the key to the Divine Movement Technique is not very complicated. Under the guidance of Poinsettia, Fu Yunge quickly learned to use the Zusanli point as the turning point of Qi energy, and was able to initially store part of the Qi energy into various key points between the legs.
Poinsettia was secretly relieved to see that he understood everything.
When practicing in the mountains, spiritual energy is far more abundant than in the house. Fu Yunge used the method mentioned by the old man to replenish his vitality, and followed the instructions, and his learning of the magic technique improved by leaps and bounds.
But in the evening, after Poinsettia left, Fu Yunge returned to the woodcutter's hometown alone. As soon as his nerves relaxed, he felt the burning pain from the soles of his feet.
He subconsciously looked down and was surprised to find that the soles of the cloth shoes were basically worn through, and there seemed to be red blood seeping out.
There was no other way, so he awkwardly held on to the trees beside the road and limped back home with great effort.
