"Hehehe...Uncle Master."
Seeing Zhou Zhengyuan holding a wooden stick, which was thicker than her calf, Yan Yun silently showed an awkward yet polite smile.
"Which peak are you a disciple of? What are you doing here without sleeping at night?"
He was obviously angry from getting up, frowning and clenching the wooden stick in his hand.
Why is she a little girl? If he was a brat, he could just do it!
"Uncle Master, I am Yan Yun."
After her reminder, Zhou Zhengyuan could barely hear it in her voice.
Seeing the mess of garbage on the ground that was no longer garbage, he stepped forward to check.
Yan Yun glanced at the wooden stick in his hand and took a cautious step back.
"What are you doing? Why are you in such a mess?"
Zhou Zhengyuan looked at the smashed things and fell into deep thought.
"Pick up the trash."
She couldn't help but glance at the wooden stick dangling in his hand, it was really scary.
"Pack up the garbage?! Those who didn't know better thought you were blowing up my garbage dump!"
Zhou Zhengyuan was shocked, he didn't believe it.
"Uncle Master, I'm sorry. I want to practice using spiritual power to control these things, but I use them too poorly and I can't always control them."
Yan Yun felt that this uncle was quite easy to talk to, so she told him the truth, maybe he could give her some advice.
"Try showing it to me."
Zhou Zhengyuan originally wanted to deal with it, but when he saw the sincerity in her eyes, he changed his mind.
It’s been a long time since he taught anyone. I think back then... Alas! Forget the past.
Then he pointed to a broken magic sword next to him and motioned for her to show it to him.
Yan Yun nodded.
She calmed down, and spiritual power came out of her dantian and gathered at her fingertips, but before she could direct the spiritual power there, she was stopped by Zhou Zhengyuan.
"You're fundamentally wrong. It's a thankless effort."
He changed from his usual lazy and decadent look, his face was serious, and his voice also changed a lot.
"Please ask Uncle Master for some pointers."
She didn't know what it meant, so she withdrew her spiritual power and bowed to him, her eyes like the bright sun.
"Did you start shunting it when you directed your spiritual power to the brachial plexus meridians?"
Zhou Zhengyuan knew that she really wanted to learn, so he patiently gave her guidance.
"Try it. If you start diversion from the Dantian, wouldn't it be much better?"
His words were like enlightenment, and Yan Yun was instantly awakened.
She always starts to divert her spiritual power at the end, but either a lot of it will be released, or very little.
Yan Yun tried the method he mentioned, carefully drawing out only a small amount of spiritual power from his dantian that could pull up the magic sword.
This process was very delicate, and several minutes had already passed by the time she completely pulled it out, but to her delight, she was able to hold the magic sword firmly.
"That's right, put it over there now."
Zhou Zhengyuan gave her a thumbs up and saw that the magic sword was almost placed in the designated place under Yan Yun's control, but fell down with a clang.
He swallowed the compliment that was about to come out of his mouth and continued to instruct, "You don't have enough endurance. You should pay more attention to this aspect of practice on weekdays."
endurance?
Seeing the confusion on her face, "For example, will the duration of your squatting horse stance continue to lengthen as you practice? The same is true for endurance."
He extended his thumb and index finger into a pinch shape, leaving only an almost invisible gap, "You only have so much spiritual endurance now."
Yan Yun touched his head sheepishly and wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Okay, uncle."
"Uncle Master, how do I usually practice this endurance?"
Naturally, she noticed that Zhou Zhengyuan taught her carefully and asked quickly.
"It's easy. Just take the most expensive thing and come here and give me that dog over there."
He taught her with great interest, pointed to the spring where she was having a great time, and prepared to demonstrate to her as he spoke.
"Spring, come here."
Spring, which was biting a piece of rag, moved its ears slightly. When it heard Yan Yun calling it, it ran over.
Just as it was about to rub against Yan Yun's leg, Zhou Zhengyuan used spiritual power to hang it in the air.
The puppy looked at Yan Yun in confusion.
"That's it. As for you, just take your most expensive thing and hang it up like me... put it down slowly if you can't hold it anymore. If you accidentally drop it, it's none of my business."
Zhou Zhengyuan explained, although his words were rough but his reasoning was not rough.
He put down the puppy with a smile and looked at Spring limping, "This monster's legs are weak."
Yan Yun waved her hand and chased away Chun Chun, who was covered in mud and wanted to rub her legs. She looked up at Zhou Zhengyuan, "Then, do you think it is possible for it to recover like this?"
The spring was driven away by her, and she snorted and went to the wild somewhere else.
"But if you get the opportunity to reshape your body in the future, it's not impossible."
Zhou Zhengyuan touched the stubble on his chin and glanced at Yan Yun, whose eyes lit up. "But it's hard to find opportunities for people, let alone a monster like you. It's hard."
She nodded and said gratefully: "Uncle, thank you for teaching me so much today."
"Haha, you're welcome. No, isn't your master Yu Feng? He didn't teach you?"
Zhou Zhengyuan waved his hands indifferently, then thought of it again and frowned.
With Yu Feng and Lao Yinpi as your master, do you still need him to teach you?
"There are billions of complications in this, but I am no longer his disciple."
She chuckled, expressing her helplessness.
Zhou Zhengyuan was thoughtful, after all, it was none of his business.
"You can practice by yourself. I won't be polite if you wake me up again."
He turned around and walked a few meters away when he turned back to warn him uneasily.
Yan Yun nodded crazily.
The difference between someone teaching someone and someone not teaching her is really huge. If she hadn't asked today, she would definitely have fallen into trouble here.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but praise her own wisdom.
In order not to disturb Zhou Zhengyuan's rest, Yan Yun ran to the farthest place to practice. She was still afraid of being beaten.
At first she would keep dropping it, and every time she dropped it her heart was in a state of fear, for fear of waking up Zhou Zhengyuan.
It was only in the middle of the night that she was able to throw the things completely to the desired location. Although the process was still bumpy, she was already very happy.
She kept repeating the same actions until she ran out of spiritual power.
Yan Yun stretched her muscles and bones, and as soon as she rested, overwhelming fatigue came over her, and she almost started to fight before her eyes.
She yawned and decided to find a place to sleep for a while before continuing.
Yan Yun looked around for a clean place, and finally fixed his gaze on a tree not far away.
She grabbed the spring back into the bag. It still wanted to play, but she covered her eyes and forced it to shut down.
She leaned against the tree trunk and relaxed.
The moonlight shines down from the layers of leaves, gentle and comfortable.
Time passes slowly into the water. As the sun rises in the east, the moon gradually disappears, and the horizon is filled with orange and gold light.
Yan Yun originally wanted to sleep for a while, but because he was too tired, it was already dawn when he woke up.
When she opened it in a daze, she was almost stunned by the scene in front of her.
Why, there are so many people watching her sleeping!
