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Chapter 25 Shan Ying is going to take the postgraduate entrance examination again. Ji Yang's Zhuang Gong

"Will you take them to live in Heyimen in the future?" Shan Ying leaned on Ji Yang's shoulder and said gently. Her hands were a little dishonest, and she put them in Ji Yang's arms and touched her lower abdomen. A pair of beautiful legs were pressed together at the knees, tightly fitting. But the calves were separated, and the tight jeans made the legs look slender.

Ji Yang rolled his eyes at her, and Shan Ying said coquettishly, "What's wrong with touching me? Do you know how I've been getting through this period of time? Humph." As she spoke, her big eyes rolled up smartly, she pursed her pink lips, pulled out her jade hand, took an empty cup and placed it in front of her, then filled it with water, until the water overflowed onto the table. She curled her toes and gave Ji Yang another look.

Ji Yang was at a loss whether to laugh or cry: "Don't worry about them, just treat them as relatives visiting each other. If the children are willing to come, we will take care of them." Having said that, Ji Yang rubbed Shan Ying's head and immediately touched her ponytail. Ji Yang couldn't help but pull it.

Shan Ying bit her pink lips, raised her head and looked at Ji Yang eagerly, and said with a breath as sweet as orchid: "Ayang, have you worked hard during this period? Has your horse stance regressed? When you go back, the master will test you carefully."

"You can test me however you want." Ji Yang also leaned over to Shan Ying's ear and said, "You can test me however you want. You only remember to eat but not to be beaten, and you're complaining about stomachache."

Shan Ying glared at him, "You are so disrespectful. A master is still a master after all. How many years have you been training? Wait, I will let you know what the unfathomable principles of the palace are."

Shan Ying was not afraid, not to mention that she was eloquent and good at talking.

After getting off the plane and walking out of the airport, Feng Yuxiu drove to the roadside. Just as he got in the car and was about to say something, he saw two people hugging each other in the back seat through the rearview mirror. Although they didn't kiss, seeing the fire in their eyes, Feng Yuxiu simply shut up and rushed out with a foot on the accelerator.

Shen Xue sat in the passenger seat and laughed, "During the time when Ayang disappeared, the paint on the stools at home has all fallen off."

Ji Yang asked curiously, "What does this mean?"

Shen Xue smiled evilly: "They are all the stools that Ah Ying has sat on. That thing is like a suction cup."

Ji Yang didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Why do I feel like Brother Xiu has lost weight?"

Feng Yuxiu quickly spoke up: "I've been practicing a lot recently, so I've lost weight. Ah Yang, I still haven't developed the vitality you mentioned. I can already strike with all my strength, but I still can't feel the vitality."

Ji Yang didn’t understand why, so he could only comfort Feng Yuxiu, telling him to take it slow and just hold on.

Back at Heyi Gate, Feng Yuxiu and Shen Xue took the initiative to not bother Ji Yang and Shan Ying. Shan Ying pulled Ji Yang back to the bedroom and slammed the door shut.

Ms. Shan will do what she says and if she says there will be a test, she will definitely do it.

At noon, Ji Yang came out to eat refreshed. In front of Feng Yuxiu was a copper pot with bubbles bubbling inside. The mutton inside had already rotted. Seeing Ji Yang coming over, Feng Yuxiu asked in confusion, "Where's Ah Ying?"

Ji Yang smiled and said, "She's sleeping. Don't worry about her. Let's eat our food. By the way, has Sister Xue been practicing martial arts recently?"

Shen Xue nodded, her eyes a little hesitant: "Ayang, is my practice really good? I've lost a lot of hair recently, and I'm worried." Ji Yang asked: "How is your health?"

Shen Xue: "I feel much healthier now, I have more strength and energy, and I feel more energetic. I went to the hospital for a check-up, and the doctor said that my immunity has indeed improved a little, but not much."

Ji Yang was a little uncertain after hearing this. After all, Shen Xue was ill, and he was not a doctor, so he said, "Sister Xue, you can feel it yourself. If you can practice, then keep practicing. If you don't want to practice, then give up. But I still hope that Sister Xue will keep practicing. This time when I came back, I can feel that Sister Xue is much better than before."

There was a flash of light between Ji Yang's eyebrows, and his will was very mysterious. He looked at Shen Xue and Feng Yuxiu, and somehow Ji Yang could sense their mental states. The spiritual fragments in Shen Xue's body were indeed much better than before, and it showed that Shen Xue's eyes were brighter.

As for Feng Yuxiu, Ji Yang was shocked. Feng Yuxiu's will was very firm, and the spiritual fragments in his body were very active. Perhaps it was because Feng Yuxiu had never seen real spiritual fragments, so he did not establish a connection with the spiritual fragments. However, Ji Yang had a feeling that Feng Yuxiu had such a strong will, once he established a connection with the spiritual fragments, perhaps that would be the time for Feng Yuxiu to make rapid progress.

Pulling the mutton out with an iron hook and putting it on the plate, Feng Yuxiu also felt that Shen Xue should persevere. He said as he ate, "I've been practicing martial arts recently, and I can easily deliver a full-strength attack, but the weakness of my leg is still obvious. Although I can mobilize the strength of my whole body, this leg still holds me back, leaving me powerless to continue."

Ji Yang: "Then continue to practice and feel it with your heart. Your martial arts have reached this level. Now you should not only practice martial arts moves, but also feel the training of martial arts moves on your body. You must remember what Taoist Hengyu said, Brother Xiu, practicing martial arts is also a way to cultivate your mind."

Feng Yuxiu nodded solemnly: "What have you gained in the past few months?"

Ji Yang smiled and said, "I have gained a lot. I have successfully refined the Qi into my marrow, and my five internal organs have transformed. Now any part of my body can become a weapon. Have you seen my hair? Even if someone is hit by my hair, they will lose half their life. More importantly, I have condensed the Yuan Qi Pill. As the saying goes, once you swallow a golden pill, your life will be decided by you. At the moment when the Yuan Qi Pill was formed, a little light appeared between my eyebrows, and I sensed a lot of things in the dark."

Feng Yuxiu looked in amazement: "Did you also sense it when you found your mother this time?"

Ji Yang nodded: "I sensed a vague connection, so I went to look for it. Otherwise, it would be like looking for a needle in a haystack."

The two exchanged martial arts, mainly Ji Yang talking and Feng Yuxiu listening. After all, Ji Yang had come a long way, and Feng Yuxiu was learning from behind. Although Ji Yang's experience had not yet formed a system, after speaking it out, it could at least give Feng Yuxiu a direction to guide him.

Feng Yuxiu also understood what he should do next. He had to use his heart to feel and adjust the dragon of his spine. To do this, Feng Yuxiu had to feel the impact of the moves on the body and find the moves that could affect the spine.

Practicing martial arts is to cultivate the mind. Feng Yuxiu has a strong will. This is the will that he has honed through his persistence in martial arts and long-term practice of martial arts. But because of this, Feng Yuxiu cannot relax his mind to sense the connection between the spiritual fragments in his body. He must open his mind.

The two talked about going abroad for exchange. Feng Yuxiu didn't plan to go. He wanted to study the martial arts of Heyi Sect, the boxing manual given by the Southern Fist King, and the martial arts collected from Shaolin Temple, and adjust the boxing method suitable for his body. He was born with a disability, so Ji Yang's moves could only be used as a reference for him.

After eating and drinking, the two came to the yard, Feng Yuxiu attacked and Ji Yang defended. With one hand behind his back, Feng Yuxiu was as crazy as a mad dog, slightly calm. If he was chained, he would look a bit like the image in an arcade game.

Feng Yuxiu was limping, but his attack speed was extremely fast. Every move was aimed at killing people, directly hitting Ji Yang's life and death points, the key parts of the human body. Ji Yang stood still, slapping and knocking with one hand, completely blocking Feng Yuxiu's attack, as if he was strolling in the garden, relaxed and carefree.

(End of this chapter)