The mood of spring is slow and long, and the apricot blossoms are blowing all over my head.
I think of many poems about the garden full of fragrant apricot flowers in spring, which are all inspired by this scene.
Obviously, such a beautiful scenery is just beautiful to Midnight, but it does not have any artistic conception. In addition, the sky is cloudy and it looks like it is going to rain, so Midnight is not in the mood to appreciate such a scenery.
After sitting in the small courtyard for a night, I was about to order something at Mao. Yue Baiji, who was on duty, had not moved when he left. He got up in the middle of the night when the sky was bright and stretched greatly.
The morning dew is heavy, and the humidity in the courtyard is even heavier. The apricot blossoms are fluttering like the coming spring rain.
There are immortals who eat clouds, drink dew, and absorb the essence of the sun and the moon. It is obvious that when I first cultivated my mind, I naturally knew that the third watch of the night is when the sun rises in the east. How can I not understand that the plan for a day lies in the plan for the year in the morning? According to the principle of spring, at this time, Yang Qi rises and Yin Qi falls, the clear air gradually rises between heaven and earth, the rising sun rises, all things relax, the turbid air disappears, the cold air bends, the wilderness falls, and the Qingming is about to come out.
Supplemented by the breathing method learned from Wudang, you can feel the vitality and essence of the world, in order to sense the empty sea of dantian as soon as possible, and strive to restore it to the original condition as soon as possible.
Unfortunately, every day's hard work for the past half month seems to have been in vain. It seems that the consequences of not listening to the old man's words are in front of us. Once the shortcomings of this sect's mental method mentioned by Liang Zhongting at the watershed are revealed, it is really disappointing. Very uncomfortable.
Yesterday, I talked with my father on the mountain. He said that the old man left Beijing more than half a month ago and did not know where he went. Therefore, Ye Sangen could only wait for his old man who has been obsessed with martial arts all his life to be able to do it. Go back to the mountain as soon as possible to clarify your doubts for yourself.
However, I didn't have much hope. After all, the name of this skill was so simple that everyone in the family scorned it, and just regarded it as a so-called peerless magic skill sold by traveling hawkers, and it was also an unprecedented mental method. I'm afraid that It is also difficult to explain the confusion for a patron king who has earned great achievements through martial arts.
Ye Hongtu should not count on it. He had no clue about Ye Sangeng's breathless changes. The fourth master of the Ye family, who had only practiced physical skills since childhood, was a pure martial artist. He had no idea about refining qi. He also knows nothing about it and can't explain it clearly.
In fact, it is ridiculous to say that the most obvious characteristics that distinguish whether a martial artist focuses on inner breath in refining qi or an external focus on physical fitness: money, power, and influence.
Rich people have strong family backgrounds, and they don't care much about those external things when it comes to martial arts practice. After all, whether it is due to their own reasons or some external uncertainties, most of them are for the purpose of self-protection. It is common to invite some famous martial artists to teach their descendants. Yes, as long as you report to the local government in a timely manner according to the law, those rich and wealthy families who hand in sticks or teach boxing to third-rate martial arts are called comprehensive.
It's just that such third-rate martial artists, including the master, even if they go back three generations, their understanding of martial arts is mostly limited to simple victory such as "I can beat you but you can't beat me". There are negative points, and for all the obscure and obscure doorways involved, how can a martial artist who just concentrates on building his body know? How can the apprentice understand if the master leads him in like this?
So it is nothing more than a mental method.
I have my own mental method, and after practicing it, I can understand the different meridians and acupuncture points in the body, so that the energy gathered in the sea of qi and the Dantian resonates with the vast qi mechanism contained between heaven and earth, and then it can start over and over again. Circulating, endless, full of vitality.
It's just that every family's mental methods are not passed down from generation to generation. The predecessors have worked hard to plant trees, and after several generations, the best have been eliminated. The so-called mental methods are also secret methods. How many can generously share them with others?
It's like a good family on a watershed. How many people can be like them? By chance, a pie falls from the sky. By chance, it hits the head. At first glance, it's still flesh. That's the blessing accumulated over dozens of lifetimes. , not to mention whether the ancestors' graves emit green smoke or not, it will make the ancestors shout slogans in the graves to collect firewood and the flames will rise high.
Therefore, it is not enough to have money, but also to have power.
If you have money, you can run the world, but if you don't have power, it's hard to move forward. On the surface, money clears the way, but behind the scenes, power is rampant. What kind of mentality can't be obtained?
It is nothing more than crushing people to death at the official level.
It's just that rules are always meant to be broken, and this is the exception when night falls.
He used his actions to tell the martial arts people all over the world that there is a way to be alone without money and power, and that is to use robbery.
More than forty years ago, with an unrivaled method passed down from his family, the Ranger entered the rivers and lakes at night, and with a passion that was not afraid of death, he single-handedly turned this backwater into a turmoil.
Although many envious people in the martial arts world secretly say that he is the backer of the martial arts bandit, he has found a new way to "scrounge" mental techniques and martial arts secrets in the entire martial arts world as if by force. This is an unprecedented anomaly, but no one has ever seen it. Unexpectedly, the fourth master of the Ye family would go against the grain and do something that would shock the jaws of warriors all over the world.
Faced with a room full of martial arts secrets and mysterious mental techniques at nightfall, the only heir to the patron prince's palace refused to learn the mysterious mental techniques that fascinated people in the world. He insisted on being a foreign martial artist and enduring many hardships. Muscles, bones, skin, and strengthening the body are said to be a waste of natural resources by some people in the world.
This is called harboring jasper without knowing it, and truly boiling cranes and burning harps.
However, this fourth master of the Ye family has his own talent, and he has lived up to the expectations of the public in the way of torturing his muscles and body like his wife. In his twenties, he has become a world-class martial artist, often trying the skills of his wife and others. It is also rare for Qi warriors to remain undefeated.
It’s just that Ye Hongtu, who has been leading the world for twenty years, does not know in the end what is the reason for his cultivation at midnight. It is just a sentence of the poet from Chao Dynasty when he was out to enjoy the scenery: "There is no way out after mountains and rivers, and there is a bright willow and a bright flower." "Village" comforts me. In fact, whether there is a road or not, whether it is just another village, I am afraid that even Fourth Master Ye, who has asked martial artists all over the world, does not know.
I still didn't understand how Yue Baiji became a Qianniu guard. In the middle of the night, I suppressed my curiosity and didn't ask any questions. I let her leave in a hurry in the early morning light.
The inner palace is no better than the outer city. It is a court for women, but the actions of the civil servants and generals in the Daming Palace teach people to believe in the constant warning of "the intention to harm others must always be on guard, and the awareness of defense must be indispensable." Word.
I entered the house so abruptly last night, and searched inside and outside the house but couldn't find the current owner. I simply stayed there at midnight, not only breathing in and absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, in order to restore my cultivation as soon as possible.
He also took it upon himself to stage a scene of Jiang Taigong fishing, to lure out the killer who left an arrow and disappeared in an instant.
Apparently things were counterproductive, and two things failed to happen.
The habit I have developed over the years in the middle of the night has been deeply rooted in my bones. Even if there is no breath in the body to clear out the difficulties, I still feel clear and clear. I have to say that the valve at home has its own magic, and the breath can release it. All the filthiness in the cavity is gone.
Chang'an was filled with anger, and Jinling was lamented.
It's just pitiful that this Senniu Bishen doesn't have such weird skills as three times a night? She couldn't stand it any longer before midnight, and yawned again and again. Under the gentle persuasion of the late night watch, which was intended to let her find a place to rest first, Yue Baizhi went to the house very familiarly and saw the surprised sight of the late night watch. I originally wrapped myself up in a quilt with the scent of apricot blossoms and lay down next to me in the middle of the night to doze off. However, I heard a slight snoring, and I was sleeping soundly with every breath. I guess it must be because the weather was cold and I was sleeping slowly. Slowly, he leaned on his shoulder in the middle of the night.
The late night watch was just an unintentional act after he was asleep, but he couldn't notice it naturally. The corners of the beautiful woman's mouth in his arms were as beautiful as the half moon in the sky.
A woman has many things on her mind. She is as white as snow on the mountain and as bright as the moon among the clouds.
The courtyard is as empty as it was three years ago.
In fact, what really makes people sad is not that the old friend has gone missing, but that the peach blossom still smiles in the spring breeze. Admittedly, Xinghua obviously laughed harder.
Look, the flower branches are trembling with laughter, and the garden is full of spring.
Obviously, Ye San didn't like being so sentimental. He gathered his thoughts and didn't think about why the current owner of the courtyard had gone without closing the door at night, so he immediately turned around and left.
Naturally, even if it is midnight, Jiang Huaien will not wait here with peace of mind as he told Hei Wuchang last night. More than three hours of the night have passed, and he has not shown up yet, which shows that whether it is Hei Wuchang or Bai Wuchang, who has never shown up. Ye Xiayou was not found.
That means there is no need to guard here. It seems that He Qingshan has concealed the whereabouts of the three of them.
The person carrying him still opened the door ajar, but he saw many passers-by outside the courtyard occasionally stopping, especially after the midnight watch, all of them looked surprised.
Obviously, for these old diners, whether they are in the capital city or from afar, they have only seen the mysterious hostess of this courtyard making apricot blossom cakes and selling apricot blossom porridge for three or two years. Occasionally, some tea leaves are fried with apricot leaves. It is a blend of elegance and elegance, but this is the first time I have seen a young man coming in and out.
Apparently for some unknown reason, he just thought it was someone who broke into a house and was caught. After all, he still felt a little guilty.
Just when Zi Zi was thinking about whether to leave directly or how to deal with this embarrassing situation that he encountered for the first time, the pedestrians did not notice and left on their own, just for the mouth-watering mouthful of food. It is better to do less than to do more and stay out of other people's business.
There were also some gourmets, and I guess they were in a hurry to come over to have a toothpaste. They might have a bowl of porridge and a piece of apricot blossom cake before starting the busy day, so they hurried past and stopped for a moment while asking. , "Miss Su won't open a stall today?"
Ye Mingeng, who was obviously a little dazed, could only reply with a stunned "Hmm", feeling at a loss.
Not many people stopped here, most of them left in the blink of an eye. Ye San, who didn't know the reason, was more concerned about that title.
Miss Su?
More than a dozen feet away is the dilapidated house. It couldn't be seen clearly last night. Now when I turn around, I can see the ruins, but it is also overgrown with weeds. The house of Hou Mo's family in Yongzhou, Lingnan Road, is located in the capital. Keep the backyard.
Everywhere you look, your mind spins.
Three years ago, the Mo family brought chaos to the capital for a small profit, and because of some trivial matters, they intentionally or unintentionally used some tricks to wipe out a small family that made a living by selling tea, leaving only one family behind. The woman escaped by accident.
The surname of this family is Su, and the female name is left blank.
Naturally, Ye Sangen couldn't believe such a coincidence and smiled with relief, as if he was laughing at himself for thinking too much. However, he narrowed his eyes and looked closer. He accidentally saw a woman not far away, wearing a long goose-yellow dress.
Yingying is independent.
For a moment of shock, Ye Sangen had to shake his head and sigh.
The woman's eyes were reddish, but her mouth was curved, and her lotus steps moved lightly like a willow blowing in the wind, swaying gracefully.
She gave a blessing.
"You see, sooner or later I will be able to wait for the Third Young Master."
There was a splash of water blooming in the eyes of the autumn water. At this moment, the eyes were so clear that it caught the eye of the intended person.
Ye San, who was not suitable for handling such a situation, smiled bitterly.
All unexpected encounters are actually at the right time.
If the green hills are not mine, then I will be the green hills.
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I have always heard that every inch of time mottled is an inch of time etched on a brick wall.
In fact, in the end, I realized that seeing is believing and that I cannot distinguish between false and true.
Therefore, there are only some people left in the past who paid close attention to you.
