Boxer

"Ah! Fang Yin, you're awake." Before seeing the person, Lin Qing'er heard two voices from outside the courtyard, and after a little thought, she knew it was Yan Yin.

A figure came in from the courtyard, it was Lin Qing'er.

Compared with the Lin Qing'er I saw before, she is already very tall now.The face with melon seeds, willow eyebrows like the moon, Qiong nose and almond eyes are very lovely.But the only constant is her gentle and pleasing smile.

"The so-called not seeing you in one day is like three autumns, Qing'er, I never thought that you will become more and more beautiful if I don't see you in three months." Yan Yin looked at Lin Qing'er in front of her with a smile.

"Huh... I didn't expect you to become glib as soon as you woke up." Although Lin Qing'er hummed softly, the smile on her face became stronger and stronger. "From now on, you are only allowed to say it once a day, hee hee"

Yanyin laughed and said, "Qing'er, you are still the same."

Lin Qing'er giggled, sat on the side, looked at the empty plate on the stone table, "Hey, Sister Xue, Fang Yin, have you all eaten?"

Fang Xue smiled, "Well, he just woke up and was a little hungry, so I made something for him to eat."

"Hee hee, Fang Yin, how is it? Is sister Xue's food delicious?" Lin Qing'er said with a smile, "Don't think that sister Xue is usually so cold, but the food she cooks is very delicious."

Yan Yin nodded, "This is true, the food made by Xueer is delicious, just like my mother's."

"That's it." Lin Qing'er looked at Fang Xuedao, "By the way, Sister Xue, Teacher Su asked us to go to her to help sort out some materials tonight."

Fang Xue was taken aback, then nodded, "Okay, we'll go there later that night."

Yanyin kept hearing the two talk about that Teacher Su, but she never knew what kind of person they were talking about, so she asked casually, "Qing'er, what is the teacher Su you are talking about?" one person"

"Teacher Su," Lin Qing'er said softly, "She is an amazing woman."

"Extreme woman?" Yan Yin said, "Is she extremely unfeeling?"

"Puff!" Fang Xue and Lin Qing'er covered their mouths and laughed at the same time, "Idiot"

Lin Qing'er said, "I don't mean Miss Su is heartless. On the contrary, Teacher Su is very kind and gentle, and she is a very quiet woman. Teacher Su is our tutor of miscellaneous studies, teaching us some basics about today's world. A teacher of knowledge. Moreover, Teacher Su is proficient in everything from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and she is a rare and beautiful woman in the world." Speaking of this, Lin Qing'er smiled and said, "It's almost the same as Sister Xue! But Teacher Su is gentle A little bit more gracefully, Sister Xue is a little bit colder than ice, hee hee."

Yan Yin glanced at Fang Xue, and said with a smile, "I know this, I remember someone said that Xueer is the goddess of frost."

Fang Xue's face turned red, and she said embarrassedly, "It's all other people's nonsense, don't believe it"

"That's right, Xue'er looks so kind and not cold." Yan Yin nodded and murmured.

"Hmph..." Lin Qing'er snorted softly, "Fang Yin, that's because you don't know Sister Xue's temper. In fact, Sister Xue is usually very cold, only when we are together."

"Er..." Yan Yin glanced at Fang Xue suspiciously, and said, "Xue'er, is that so?"

Fang Xue smiled and said nothing, "It's getting late, Fang Yin, you should practice more! After sleeping for three months, you need to cultivate and get used to it, so that your cultivation will not regress."

Nodding, Yan Yin said, "That's right, I need to be active again, so that my state can reach its peak."

Nodding with Fang Xuelin and Qing'er, Yan Yin returned to the place where she was practicing just now.

His legs shook on the ground, causing layers of broken leaves to form.With the waist and horse in one, Yan Yin picked up the horse's steps again and tied up steadily.

In the yard, Fang Xue said, "Qing'er, you're hungry too, I'll get you something to eat"

"No need, Sister Xue, I'm not hungry." Lin Qing'er said, "Why don't we go and buy something for Fang Yin! Look at him, the clothes he was wearing just now are still pajamas, how can this work?"

Fang Xue thought about it and nodded, "That's right, I almost forgot. After his friend cleaned and changed his clothes last time, he never changed them again. After buying clothes later, boil some water for him to take a bath .Although it is wiped every day, he also needs to be washed, after all, he has slept for three months."

"Yeah." Lin Qing'er nodded, pulled Fang Xue up and left.

"Wait, I'll go talk to Fang Yin." Fang Xue smiled slightly.

"No, you go! I'll just practice here." In the bamboo forest behind the house, Yan Yin's voice came out.

Lin Qinger said in surprise, "Ah! He can hear it from so far away"

"It should be that after the transformation, his cultivation has improved." Fang Xue smiled and said, "Let's go!"

In the bamboo forest in the backyard, Yan Yin's legs were firmly planted on the ground, and he began to look inside at his body.

His blood vessels have at least doubled in size compared to before.Every blood vessel is very tough, like iron locks, locking the blood in his body inside the blood vessels.

His bones also became thicker and thicker, crystal clear like white jade, but hard like black crystal.The muscles are packed more tightly, as if a large dragon is hidden in every cell.

The current Yan Yin doesn't look like a seventeen or eighteen year old boy at all.Not only the bones, but even his figure and appearance are different.After waking up, his figure was a full inch taller, and his figure also became stronger and stronger.

Now, he looks like a handsome and extraordinary young man.Sword-browed and star-eyed, the lines on his face are distinct.His long dark hair was casually tied behind his head.The breeze blows, raising the clothes and long hair, Yan Yin in the bamboo forest, there is a kind of artistic conception that the wind moves me and I don't move.

"breathe……"

Every breath, Yan Yin's breath is long and long.With every breath, the bamboo leaves on the ground in front of him will be moved by the wind.

His breath gradually calmed down, and his spirit gradually released, making himself more peaceful.

"Hawk" A little bird came from nowhere, standing leisurely on top of his head, chirping non-stop.

When looking inside to his chest, Yan Yin suddenly found that there was something extra in his heart.

It was a mass of white light, exuding a soft glow.Standing quietly next to his heart, with the beating of the heart, the light changes from strength to strength.

"What is this?" Yan Yin looked at the white light in his body strangely, and pondered, "Could it be Yuya?"

Thinking of this, Yan Yin gave up the idea of ​​continuing to explore Baiguang.

Withdrawing his inner vision, Yanyin opened his eyes and let out a long sigh of relief, "It seems that the piece of jade tooth back then was indeed a bit weird. The jade tooth was taken from my father. I remember my father once said that the jade tooth was The family treasure of the Yan clan was also left by Yan Yuntian, the only Martial Saint of the Yan Clan back then. It seems that this jade tooth must be very important, otherwise, it would not be possible for a Martial Saint to be passed down."

The current Yan Yin is no longer the person who knew nothing back then.Although he doesn't understand how powerful martial arts are in today's world.But he knows how powerful a Wuzong and a Wuwang are.

It is conceivable how powerful Wu Sheng is, who is more powerful than Wu Zong and Wu Wang.Something that can pass down a martial saint must be extraordinary.

His body trembled, and the little bird above his head flew away leisurely after sprinkling a bubble of bird droppings between his hair.

A breath gushed out from his body and then withdrew, Yan Yin gave a clear cry, punched out with both fists, and walked with both feet.

"The tiger's attack on the mountain lies in the attack, and the long snake's possession lies in the attachment. Upward and downward strikes focus on hitting, and one map is flattering the boxing." Yan Yin shouted in a deep voice while punching, "Fisting left and right pays attention to the word "holding" , Shuanglong Chaohai pays attention to the word "churn."

"Drink! Draw the whip and break the river, draw and break" Yanyin's fists condensed into a line and rushed out violently, "The landslides and the ground crack, collapse and crack" and shouted, Yanyin punched fiercely into the forest.

The bamboo was shaken by Yan Yin's punch.Bamboo leaves are falling like rain.

"Ninth style, the fist destroys the fist." Yan Yin frowned. intention."

Although he could play this style, he didn't understand the reason behind it.For the previous eight moves, he had a somewhat comprehensible understanding of the literal meaning and the forms that were recorded in his mind based on his father's previous moves.According to his own ideas, and then blending them, Yan Yin also said that he has [-]% of them.

It's just that the ninth form of the fist to destroy the fist made him hesitate and hesitate.

Annihilation and birth are two extreme opposites.Since it has ceased to exist, it has ceased to be born.Since it has been born, it will not die.

"There is life but no death, there is death but no life." Yan Yin strode on horseback, muttering to himself, "How can one comprehend the profound meaning of it?"

This move happened to be the ninth form of Yan's Changquan.This is a half point, the half point of Yan's long fist.

There are [-] forms of Yan's Changquan, the six forms are one hurdle, and each hurdle is a realm, a total of three realms are cultivated.From a congenital warrior to a general is one realm, from a general to Wuzong is another realm, and from Wuzong to Wuwang is the last realm.

When Yan's long boxing has reached the level of Wuwang, there will be no follow-up boxing skills, and then Yan Yin needs to create it himself.

But now, Yan Yin is focusing on his ninth style of Yan's Changquan.Among the eighteen poses, if the sixth pose is a small hurdle, then the ninth and No.18 poses are respectively a big hurdle.

If he wants to pass this hurdle, he needs to thoroughly understand what the true meaning and charm of the ninth form of fist miequansheng is.

The leaves fall and the wind blows, the wind blows and the bamboo moves, a quiet place is suitable for thinking.In such an environment, Yan Yin deduced the ninth form of Quan Mie Quan Sheng over and over again.He slowly pondered and deliberated through every detail.

Since he didn't have a master, he practiced Yan's Changquan based on the images that his father Yan Yi had practiced in his childhood and the words that Yanshan and Yanhe had taught him when he was a child.

Fortunately, his aptitude is very smart.Over the years, it has all been cultivated slowly based on my own understanding and pondering.Even the Qingyue Jue was slowly figured out by himself based on the exercises recorded in that book.

The bitterness in it is really not known to outsiders.Among them, the ups and downs, all kinds of tastes, only he knows.

It is precisely because of this that his fist moves are mainly fierce and domineering.His boxing skills focus on the strength of his punches, but do not highlight the skills and moves in his punches.

This is both his strength and his weakness.

His moves don't have great fixed skills, so it's not easy for outsiders to break them.He is very powerful, and he is also much more powerful when facing the enemy.However, without moves, without skills, if he meets someone with extraordinary strength, no matter how powerful he is, he will be restrained and dragged down.

Yan Yin clearly understands this point.The last time he fought against Zhuang Shu, Yan Yin possessed infinite strength, but he was not able to perform so well due to physical injuries. Zhuang Shu's outstanding swordsmanship alone also made him very helpless.The wound on his body was also left by Zhuang Shu's sword.If he hadn't broken Zhuang Shu's long sword with a heavy blow at the last moment, I'm afraid he would have suffered more serious injuries.

"If you can't do it, you don't talk about it, if you don't have it, you don't need it." Yan Yin frowned and walked into the yard, because he had already noticed that Fang Xue and Lin Qing'er had returned.

(New Year's Day, Happy New Year!!!)