Tripod Reverses the Heaven

The clever Chu Xiangyu did not continue to ask her son, but asked the truth from a servant's child.

At lunchtime, xiaogufeng finally came out of his room, and there were still many bruises on his face. Chu Xiangyu saw that he was distressed and relieved. The little ancestor refused to practice how to persuade him before. Now he finally tasted the bitter fruit.

Chu Xiangyu pulled her son to her side, gently wiped the antique cheek with a white silk scarf, and asked softly, "does it hurt?"

Little Gufeng looked up at his mother. His big eyes blinked twice and turned ruddy. Then the corners of his mouth shriveled and almost shed tears.

"Mother, I can't beat Zhang Wuliu. He is not only several years older than me, but also... And..." the more the little guy said, the more he felt wronged. The tears in his eyes almost fell down, but he held back.

Chu Xiangyu's heart was sour. He gently wiped the corners of the little guy's eyes and asked softly, "and he is still a disciple of wuliangzong. He has cultivated Zhenqi and martial arts, hasn't he?"

The little guy nodded hard, noncommittal, more wronged and thought he had been bullied.

The clever Chu Xiangyu immediately seized the opportunity and said, "do you want to beat him and fight for a breath?"

"Yes!" The little guy nodded without thinking.

"It's not a worry that the only outside disciples have casually practiced the most inferior moves. It's not impossible if you want to beat him. " At this time, Gu Hai interrupted, very relaxed and casual.

"Really?" The little guy seemed a little lack of confidence. His big smart eyes kept blinking, looking at his father and his mother.

"It's true. Your father didn't lie to you. You should have confidence in yourself. As long as you are willing to learn, your father can easily defeat Zhang Wuliu by teaching you a few moves. "

As soon as he heard this, the clever little guy was alert immediately and didn't say anything immediately. He knew that his father and mother would force themselves to practice again.

But think about this morning's suffocation and pain, the little guy finally clenched his teeth and said ruthlessly, "I learn!"

The couple looked at each other and showed a knowing smile.

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In the empty space of the government yard, a small ancient wind sits cross legged, and his father Guhai is also nearby.

"You can feel the nature of heaven and earth quietly and feel the emptiness of mind and body. Take a deep breath and sink the Dantian... "

"Do you feel a surge of airflow in your lower abdomen? Meditate on the mental Dharma and slowly guide the flow of Qi to the meridians of the limbs... "

After a sudden loss, the little ancient wind, who has been unwilling to practice, was tricked into embarking on the road of practice.

Seeing that his son had entered the state of cultivation, Gu Hai got up with a smile and stopped interfering with his son. What should be guided has been guided. Next, it depends on his own diligence.

No matter how good the master is, he is just a guide. If you want to make extraordinary achievements, you must rely on your own efforts.

The master introduces the door, and the cultivation depends on the individual.

The little guy sat around for two hours. When the sun was about to fall, he finally woke up from his cultivation.

After the battle without suspense ended, it didn't last long. Xiao Gufeng was kicked out by Zhang 561.

His hands covered his sore chest. The little guy was unwilling to face. He bit his teeth and said, "Zhang Wuliu, I'll come back to you again."

In this way, the little guy suffered another defeat, with several big bags on his head and a dark eye socket. Although he is still not Zhang 56's opponent, the little guy has confidence, and he also feels that facing Zhang 56 this time, he is not as hard as he was in the morning.

Seeing his son running back angrily, the husband and wife were not surprised, but a little distressed.