I am a late bloomer in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 15 The Teachings of Shan Wuju (for collection, for further reading)

a few days later.

Weitu's worries came true.

Seeing Wei Tu insisting on practicing health-preserving exercises at night, and being appreciated by the master for his diligence and ability, Deng An's face became more and more ugly.

The relationship between the two is no longer what it was before.

So Deng An relied on his long working experience in Shan's house and the fact that he was the former long-term foreman. When he was working during the day, he began to dictate to Wei Tu.

However, to Deng An's surprise, after hearing the order, Wei Tu did not argue with him or make noise, but turned around and finished the work he ordered neatly.

Whether it is sweeping the courtyard and cleaning the toilet, or feeding the horses, cutting wheat and harvesting grain, Weitu does everything with ease and meticulousness.

Shan Gaoshi and Shan Wuju watched it, and they both praised Wei Tu's intelligence and ability, and reprimanded Deng An for being lazy and slippery.

This made Deng An completely lose his temper. On the third day of the wheat harvest, he went to the town to sell a pot of wine, bought a few seasonal cold dishes, and apologized to Wei Tu at night when the long-term workers and tenants were enjoying the shade under the elm trees in the village.

"I was wrong, I shouldn't be jealous of you, Brother Wei..." Deng An said with a sincere look on his face.

After a few glasses of water and wine, Deng An also explained the reason for rejecting Wei Tu.

"Brother Wei, you are too diligent and energetic. If you stay in the Shan family, the Shan family will probably quit me next year and only hire one person."

"People like you are hated wherever you go. I thought you were trying to drive me away, but I didn't expect you to be so diligent..."

Deng An sighed.

After more than ten days of busy work, cutting the wheat from the front of the river to the back of the river, even the hardest man could not carry it, but Wei Tu resisted, and he was full of energy every day, and he still had time to practice exercises at night.

This made Deng An completely dispel his previous thoughts and no longer target Weitu.

After all, he didn't dare to commit murder and arson. If he couldn't squeeze Weitu away with Changgong's fixed routine, he could only reconcile.

"If the Shan family resigns from me next year, I will go to another family." Deng An said again.

"Brother Deng was joking." Wei Tu shook his head, and picked up a few mouthfuls of food with his chopsticks.

He still didn't tell Dun An the purpose of coming to Shan's house.

If he passes the "test" of Shan Wuju, he will be able to learn boxing skills from Shan Wuju in a short time, then Deng An will feel at ease.

Even if he has not passed the "test", he will leave Shan's house and go to the county town to participate in martial arts in February next year...

Wei Tu didn't know whether Shan Wuju was testing him, and what the content of the testing was, but he knew that people with a calm personality who could hide things were most likely to be favored.

In addition, the reason why he didn't talk back to Deng An when he was working during the day was not because he was kind, but because after the success of health regimen, his energy was indeed far superior to that of ordinary people.

The hard work that Deng An thought was hard work was not so unacceptable to him.

Last but not least, Deng An is just the head of the long-term foreman, and it doesn't make much sense to talk back.

Seeing that Wei Tu still didn't talk much, Deng An sighed silently, and didn't ask any more questions.

Five days later.

The wheat harvest in Shanjiazhai is finally over.

When Weitu was leaving the last sack of new grain in the house to dry in the grain drying yard, Shan Wuju came over on a yellow hussar, with a hint of admiration in his eyes, and said, "I'll teach you how to shoot after I finish riding the horse for a walk."

The voice fell.

Shan Wuju had already ridden Juechen on a yellow pussy horse and disappeared on the plateau.

It wasn't until sunset that Shan Wuju led his horse back home.

"In the martial arts assessment, there are three items related to archery, namely drawing a hard bow, horse archery, and infantry archery."

"It can be said that if you want to gain fame in martial arts, you must be good at archery."

Shan Wuju clapped his hands.

Soon, the maid in the house came over with a lacquered wooden tray.

Inside the lacquered wooden tray, there are three bows of different styles. They are short bows for horse shooting, long bows for foot shooting, and hard bows for measuring strength.

"This is a five-stone hard bow!" Shan Wuju took off the hard bow and stared at the grass target in the corner of the courtyard. His aura suddenly became fierce at this moment.

collapse!collapse!collapse!
Hearing the sound of three strings, he raised the three feathered arrows on the hard bow, and shot them out, piercing the air, and directly inserted into the bullseye of the straw target.

"One stone is one hundred catties, and this five-stone hard bow requires five hundred catties of strength."

"As long as you can pull this five-stone hard bow and participate in martial arts, you can at least win the first rank in the field of pulling a hard bow."

Shan Wuju took a few breaths, and put the hard bow back on the lacquered wooden tray.

Pulling the five-stone hard bow just now was a great drain on his body.

At this time, another servant girl who was standing there poured a cup of herbal tea from the pot and handed it to Shan Wuju.

Shan Wuju drank a small cup first, but he still didn't feel satisfied, so he directly poured the pot into his mouth.

At the same time that the tea overflowed from his mouth, beads of sweat were secreted from his forehead, cheeks, and neck.

"Drawing a bow requires a lunge stand. I'll rehearse it for you a few times, so you remember it."

Shan Wuju was not in a hurry to let Wei Tu try the bow, but made a wrong step and assumed the posture of a lunge stand.

When he moved, his legs seemed to be rooted on the green bricks of the yard in an instant, and his body was as straight as a pine, standing still.

"Putting up the lunge post is not only good for archery, but also for practicing saber and boxing in the future, it will also get twice the result with half the effort."

"Lung step practice is the lower body, it is solid, the legs are like cast iron, the lower body is stable, when someone hits you, the breeze blows the hills..."

Shan Wuju said slowly.

After finishing his speech, Shan Wuju recovered his strength, took the towel from the servant girl, wiped off his sweat, and signaled Wei Tu to start practicing according to his movements.

Wei Tu nodded, and just like the single martial arts raising the stakes just now, he stood firm, started to stand in a wrong step, and set up the lunge stakes.

Having practiced health-preserving exercises for more than two years, Wei Tu is no stranger to pile exercises. The lunge piles he practiced in single martial arts just now are also included in the 32 pictures of pile exercises in "Turtle's Breathing Qigong".

Just specifics, with some minor differences.

Soon, Wei Tu adjusted his body and restored the lunge posture of Shan Wuju to about [-]% to [-]%.

"This merit..."

"It's as good as when I was young?"

He was planning to find Weitu's mistakes in the single martial arts, after watching Weitu finish the lunge pile, his eyebrows raised slightly, he was very surprised.

He still remembered that more than half a month ago, Wei Tu said that he had only practiced health-preserving exercises.

"That's right! "Turtle's Breath Nourishing Qi Gong" also has Zhuang Gong, so it's not unusual for him to be able to lunge."

Shan Wuju explained himself.

But soon he shook his head and overturned his previous thoughts.

The health-preserving skills are often extremely shallow, and are regarded by martial artists as children's paintings. Although they can be practiced, they are too difficult to use.

It is impossible to practice such powerful pile skills only by relying on health-preserving skills.

"Wei Tu, have you ever practiced boxing skills before? To be honest, otherwise..."

Shan Wuju looked at Wei Tu, his face suddenly turned cold.

Stealing martial arts from other schools is a big taboo.

Light is useless.

If it is heavy, it will kill.

outside.

How can he be fooled by others as a dignified master of martial arts?
Wei Tu said that he came to him to do long-term work, but after entering the Shan family, he can be regarded as half of his disciples.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have made Weitu pay tribute to him every year after he became famous at the beginning of Weitu's introduction.

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