Those years of farming in the mountains

Chapter 4 Practicing after the Rain (Comments requested!)
Spreading out his palm, a silver light flickered.

It looks very dazzling.But the flame faltered, and then went out after a short moment, and the splendor that filled most of the courtyard disappeared.

Or not.

He shook his head and sighed, but his face was calm, as if he had already gotten used to it.

[inspiration]
This is Chen Yu's name for the silver-white light particles produced in the sea of ​​consciousness in the body.

Although I thought that it might be a gift that came with me from my hometown, which is commonly known as a golden finger.But Naihe didn't explain, everything is still groping, and there is still a long way to go before it can be truly controlled.

The effect of [Spirituality] is also very vague, it seems to be similar to the enhanced flow of bad vulgarity, but he has done several experiments and he is very clear about the difference between the two.

It is very big, and it can even be said that there is an essential difference.

Strengthening is only the appearance, and the real function of [spiritual machine] is reflected in a deeper level.It's a pity that he didn't know much about it until now, and he only had a guess after a rough grasp.

It was also this guess that made him give him the name [Lingji].

If it is what he thinks, then this ability is very interesting, let's not talk about whether it is strong or not, the key is... very fun!

Now, limited by Chen Yu himself, if you really want to use it, you not only need to hold your breath and spend a lot of energy to pry the sea of ​​​​consciousness, but also have to directly contact the other party, just like the earthworms before.

The limitations are very large, but fortunately, he is not in any monster-fighting and upgrading works, so there is no need to use it to fight against the enemy.

Chen Yu is very open-minded, just take your time, there is no rush.

……

The sky in early spring changes as it says, and the sun was shining brightly earlier in the day, but when two gusts of wind blow, three or five groups of white clouds sway and gather together.

You squeeze me and I squeeze you. After a while, the rumbling and dull thunder leaked out from the gap between the clouds.

Resounding through the mountains and forests.

"Oh shit."

He looked up at the sky, stretched out his hand, and felt the drizzle wrapped in the cool wind. Chen Yu, who had just put away the earthworm tube and planned to go to the back of the mountain to cut moso bamboo, lowered his head and glanced at the mountain road outside the courtyard. .

As far as the eye can see, the bluestone and grass clusters are all bathed in the rain.

Tsk, it seems that this fish is in vain.

The rain is really not heavy, but it is this seemingly insignificant drizzle that is most likely to cause people to suffer.

Especially on this mountain, the road is long and obstructed, and if the feet are slightly wet and slippery, the probability of accident will suddenly increase by several tenths.

As far as Chen Yu is concerned, although he is looking forward to wild fishing, he really can't afford to go for a walk in the mountain stream pool at the risk of knocking down the mountain road and leaving no bones.

"Forget it, wait until next time."

Thinking about it, he looked at the two bamboo tubes on the pillar again. God knows when these little guys will be able to make the best use of them.

Presumably they also hope to play their role as soon as possible.

earthworm:……

Putting down the hatchet in his hand and the pannier on his back, Chen Yu simply lay down on the chair and continued to read the scriptures.

Waiting for this rain to end.

When it was evening, the sun slanted west and set on the back of the mountain in the distance. The dark sky and the faint sunset glow complemented each other and reflected in the distance.

The rain stopped, but Chen Yu didn't go out to cut bamboo, he stretched his body, and then stood in the courtyard, practicing Zhuang Gong in the coolness after the clouds disappeared after the rain.

The mountain road was still slippery, and he thought it would be better to wait until tomorrow when it was dry before talking about other things.

The most important thing was that he couldn't figure out whether the weather was cloudy or not. It was clear that the sky was clear for the first few days yesterday and even in the morning. At that time, he thought that the next few days would be generally sunny, but it turned out to be a drizzle, and there was nothing he could do.

In the courtyard, Chen Yu breathed out, and after a few short drinks, he stretched out.I saw him stepping on the three talents array, pressing two points on the left and right, sometimes jumping, sometimes lying prone, like a galloping horse prance endlessly, his fists turned into palms like knives, and his cuffs swung into the air, making a crackling sound.

The sound is clear and crisp, but it is not as good as the movement when the feet are kicked, and it is far inferior to the sea breathing and long breathing between the chest cavity rising and falling. The expansion and contraction of the chest and abdomen are like bellows twitching. But there seems to be an inexplicable rhythm.

At this time, the kung fu Chen Yu was practicing was called "Yunhe Gong", also known as "White Crane Flying Mountain Jue".Like the "Changfeng Jing" on the chair, it is one of the only five Taoist books left in the temple.

In memory, the old Taoist once told his predecessors that this kung fu was created by the second-generation ancestor of Yunheguan, which means that the white crane wears feathers to hold the mountain and surpass the sea under the sky and the sea of ​​clouds.

It is suitable for movement and stillness, to purify the mind and mind, and to achieve great success can strengthen the body, keep fit, and prolong life.

Just hearing this seems to be worth a lot, but Chen Yu knows that this skill is only second-rate, and it is estimated that only those low-level thieves or reckless people will fight for it. There are probably not many people who really have a family background. Look.

"But this skill alone is enough."

This was something that he had only heard of but never seen in his previous life. Chen Yu felt it was novel and didn't mind the quality of kung fu itself at all.

What's more, the content of the exercises stored in the Taoist temple is complete. It not only includes the pile exercises for tempering qi, blood and body, but also the breathing exercises for concentrating energy and breathing, including grinding fists and feet, fighting against enemies, changing strength, and using swords and weapons. Inside.

What's more, there are supporting vertical footwork.

Practice, play, weapons, footwork...

Taking a peek at the leopard, through this book of second-rate exercises, he only felt that the martial arts in this world seemed not so simple and easy to practice.It's not like what's shown on TV, where you can do it with a few punches and just sit quietly for ten and a half months.

"Practicing martial arts is really difficult."

There is a lot of content that can be practiced, but I don't know if it is a bone problem or something else. In short, Chen Yu's progress in "Yunhe Gong" is really average.

He obviously understands well, but some movements just can't be done life-and-death, and it takes several extra times to adjust them abruptly.

This is probably the mediocre qualifications that others say.

Fortunately, he was quite happy practicing himself, obviously he didn't take these things to heart.

After a call, his skin was flushed, and after taking a few breaths, Chen Yu wiped off the sweat from his face and neck.The improvement in Kung Fu is not great, but the benefits are quite obvious.At least he felt that his body had become more active during this period of time, not as faintly weak as it was at the beginning.

He also practiced martial arts in his predecessor, but he was young and had mixed thoughts. In his sleep and dreams, he always thought about the prosperity of the mountains, and thought that he could walk the world with a sword and fight for justice.It would be best to have one or two more beauties by your side. Once the golden wind and jade dew meet, there are countless victories in the world.

So martial arts fell.

When Chen Yu arrived, he didn't catch up with the heat, and his body was almost cold.It was with great difficulty that he stopped the blood of defeat, and forced himself to hang the life that was hanging by a thread.

It is estimated that it was this encounter that made the already not considered wealthy aptitude worse, and now practicing martial arts is half the effort with twice the effort.

In contrast, Taoist cultivation methods that pay attention to understanding, fortune, and spirituality are more friendly to him.

It's just that what the Taoist scriptures practice is sex, and what is cultivated is heart.

Chen Yu likes to read books. This is something he has had in two lifetimes. It has almost turned from a hobby to a habit. If he doesn't read for a day, he will feel uncomfortable and uncomfortable.

In addition, he does not intend to give up martial arts. It is always good to keep fit. Don't you see that there are tens of thousands of people down the mountain, how many masters are holding a complete martial arts cheat book?
It is true to be content and happy!
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