Life Control Chart

"Ah~~" Shi Yu screamed and jumped up from the couch, his clothes soaked in sweat.

"Whoops! Whoops!" He was still in shock and pressed his heart hard, cold sweat gushing down his brows. Countless cold currents spread across his chest and back. Suddenly, a gust of night wind blew by, making him feel even colder.

"Scared me to death! I actually had nightmares! This old book is filled with strange things! It makes even dreaming so scary!" Shi Yu finally calmed down his agitated mood and lay down again, extremely weak.

Everything in the dream just now was vivid in his mind, and Ji Ce who had fallen on the bed was half-stained with his sweat.

Just when Shi Yu's breath was hard to calm down and his heart was still beating fast, a crisp voice accompanied by brisk footsteps sounded outside the door, "Shi Yu! Shi Yu! It's time to eat!"

The ajar door was knocked open with a "bang", and a man wearing a green shirt and carrying a faint fragrance flashed into Shi Yu's room. The fragrant food filled the square table in the blink of an eye, and the heat overflowed and stirred Shi Yu's hungry intestines.

Having nightmares for most of the day consumed a lot of energy, and Shi Yu was indeed very hungry at this time.

"I've looked at you several times today. How can you still fall asleep while studying? I thought you were studying hard, so I didn't wake you up. But you have to take care of yourself. Although the master doesn't scold you, you still make no progress. , How can it be worthy of the master’s careful cultivation!”

Qingxi kept talking to Shi Yu while preparing the food.

"I know! I know!" Upon hearing this, Shi Yu's appetite suddenly decreased. The tempting food became no longer so attractive, and his eyes began to become stiff, staring intently at the steaming smoke. Above, thoughts are unusually slow.

"Sister Qingxi, do you think I am good at martial arts? This is the first time I can fall asleep while reading!"

"How did I know! The master said you should learn, so you should learn, otherwise you, a child prodigy, would drop your schoolbag every day without any trace of masculinity." Qingxi replied crisply.

"Alas! What a prodigy! What's the use of me memorizing all these practice guides? No matter the Yuanli or the body, I can't feel it. Sister Qingxi, tell me, I beg the master, please let me How about reading poems, songs, and strategies for governing the country?"

Qingxi turned to face Shi Yu, his face became serious, "Don't always think that this is a pointless move, master. Since you are asked to practice, you should practice well, otherwise even if you become an adult and enter the court in the future, you will still be ill. How to govern the country?"

"Oh!" When Shi Yu saw Qing Xi's cold face, he shrank his neck unconsciously and quickly picked up the bowls and chopsticks to eat. However, his mind always couldn't help but think of the happy time of sitting in school, shaking his head and reading poems and books aloud.

"Shi Yu! What are you thinking about?" Seeing Shi Yu laughing out loud while eating alone, Qing Xi knew that he was thinking wildly again and couldn't help scolding him.

Shi Yu was startled. He hurriedly finished cooking the rice and vegetables and ran out of the door. He threw back a few words from a distance: "Sister Qingxi

, I went to practice! The moonlight is shining brightly, which is a good time for kicking and boxing! "

"Tch! He must have gone to read Xianshu again. With such a smart mind, why can't he learn the cultivation techniques?" Shaking his head, Qingxi picked up the remaining dishes and chopsticks and slowly walked out of the door.

Sure enough, Shi Yu sat on the big bluestone where he had been hiding for the past few days again, looking at the poems he had brought out with relish. The cultivation techniques given by the master had long been placed under his buttocks, shielding him from the cold stone. .

Unknowingly, it was late at night. Shi Yu was tired of reading poems and didn't want to go back to his room to be nagged by Qing Xi. He lay comfortably on the stone with his palms as pillow and fell asleep. It rolled over and rubbed onto the ground, covered in dirt and dust.

Loving parents, knowledgeable masters, gentle Qingchi, and stern Qingxi, each figure appears in Shiyu's dream, and past events flash back and forth like a revolving door. In the end, he seemed to see the day when he and his parents left for Beijing again, and a tearful smile slowly appeared on his young face.

At some point, Master Dixian suddenly stood in front of Shi Yu. Seeing his endearing appearance, he frowned slightly, and then closed his eyes tightly as if falling into a dream. His silver hair and beard were quite dazzling under the moonlight.

Leaning slightly, a person slowly appeared beside the master like a ghost. It was none other than Emperor Yu Wubing. The two stood side by side, looking at Shi Yu silently.

Shi Yu, who was sleeping sweetly, was suddenly startled. He suddenly sat up and looked around in panic. There was nothing around him, only the sound of his long and thick breathing could be heard repeatedly.

"I can't be lazy anymore. I always feel like someone is watching me, and I can't even sleep well." Shi Yu muttered to himself, hurriedly turned down the big stone, picked up the book, and hurried back into the house.

Time passed in a blink of an eye. Shi Yu was looking through the martial arts book, his eyes were completely blurred and his mind was dizzy. The excitement of learning literature is not at all exciting. I can see the words clearly and recognize the sentences, but what they mean when they are connected is like a cloud.

This book talks about moving a stone and lifting a mortar, and forging the body like iron; that book talks about meditating and concentrating, and feeling the inner breath; the next book talks about integrating objects into the body and borrowing them to gain strength.

The books are different, the volumes are different, and there are countless wordings that he doesn't even understand.

When it came time to practice, Shi Yu rolled a large boulder in the garden one day, sat still and dozed all day tomorrow, and scratched randomly with a knife the next day, making Qing Chi, who was always with him, snicker.

Shi Yu himself was also very depressed. When would he be able to learn the basics of martial arts if he continued like this? Let alone mastering the essence.

One day, Qingchi finally couldn't stand Shi Yu's nonsense and couldn't help but said: "If you can't teach yourself, don't you want to see how others learn and practice? The master just doesn't let you ask others, it's not that you don't want to practice." Let you see."

Shi Yu thought about it, yes! This is the palace. Among the defenders, which one is not a master of martial arts, and among those attendants, which one is not a master of magic? I now live with the master. To outsiders, he seems to be the most caring disciple. He always asks for requests.

If you give me some face, this approach should work.

"Sister Qingchi is still smart, I never thought she could be like this." Shi Yu smiled at Qingchi happily.

"That's because you are too pedantic and don't know how to adapt to reading. You really study hard. If you study hard, you will die of stupidity!" Qing Xi, who was passing by at this time, did not miss a moment to ridicule Shi Yu and said fiercely.

But in fact, Shi Yu overestimated his understanding of martial arts. No matter how much he looked at it, he couldn't figure out any tricks. He just watched a few wonderful juggling shows.

Shi Yu, who was as frustrated as a rubber ball, lay on the bed, throwing the scattered martial arts books aside, staring blankly at the roof, feeling frustrated in waves.

Since childhood, he has never been so frustrated. The aura of a child prodigy makes him feel that he is invincible in everything he learns and makes great progress with each passing day.

Unexpectedly, literature and martial arts are two worlds separated by thousands of miles. I can't build a bridge to connect learning literature and martial arts with knowledge and practice.

On Master Dixian's side, Qingchi was also complaining: "Master, this won't work! Shi Yu can't feel the meaning of martial arts at all, and these days are wasted. Without the guidance of the master, it is impossible to understand the true meaning. He is just a Xiwen, In the beginning, you also need to have a teacher explain the words and explain the sentences, it’s not just about teaching people how to read!”

Qingchi, who has been with Shiyu for dozens of days, has seen Shiyu's hard work in his eyes and remembered it in his heart. Today he finally couldn't help but complain to Master Dixian on his behalf.

Master Dixian smiled bitterly and said: "I don't know this truth. How can ordinary people understand martial arts on their own without any foundation, not even the God Yu Tian Emperor! The Yu God Palace established this rule just to understand whether Shi Yu is real Yu Tong. The opportunity was given to him, and the rest can only wait."

"Master, what if you help me? Now I think Yu Wubing did the right thing. No matter what he knows or not, just give him a moment to directly stimulate the meridians in Shiyu's body, and we'll see what happens next." Qingxi on the side She also jumped in. She was impatient and wanted to take a shortcut.

Master Dixian waved his hands hurriedly and kept saying: "No, no, no, some things have been done, and you don't know what the consequences will be. I have seen them before, and you must not do this. Over there, Yu Wubing, Qingchi, you can go and give some advice. Let him search more carefully and attentively. As for Shi Yu, let him go back to school first and learn martial arts at the same time. Let everything just happen."

"Aren't you saying that he can't learn enough? Let him burn the alchemy furnace? Why go back to school? Don't waste time. Just let my sister take him back and train him well. He might as well become an alchemy boy." Qingxi curled his lips and said, Very dissatisfied with the master's decision.

"Besides, besides, we still don't know if he can awaken! Don't worry! Moreover, he is still too young and cannot burn an alchemy furnace. We will wait until we find the real Yutong in a few years." Master Dixian replied helplessly.

Qingchi and Qingxi looked at each other and had to agree, knowing that Shiyu's future had changed. It was originally a smooth and glorious official career, but because of this martial arts episode, he became inextricably entangled with the Yu Shen Palace.

Whether this is good or bad for Shi Yu, no one can tell.