Cultivator Returns to the City

Entering Yinhai University, Yin Xiu walked in the direction of the cedar tree.

Although it is very early, there are still many people who are already practicing in the morning. Going all the way, Yin Xiu saw people running and exercising on the playground, playing basketball on the court, and someone was practicing alone in the corner with a pair of nunchakus...

After a while, Yin Xiu came to the cedar tree. Eighty years later, this cedar tree has grown very tall, much taller than he remembered.

Standing in front of the cedar tree, you can vaguely see the word 'Wu' engraved on the side of the cedar tree.

The word 'wu' was actually engraved by Yin Xiu when he was young. This is also the reason why Yin Xiu was able to immediately confirm that this cedar tree was the same cedar tree that was planted in his yard back then after his spiritual investigation yesterday.

Nearly a hundred years have passed since the cedar tree has grown, so that the word wu on it is not so clear.

In addition to the faintly visible engraving of the word 'wu', Yin Xiu practiced martial arts under the tree, and the imprints left by the blows on the trunk were also faintly visible.

When Yin Xiu was young, he practiced exercises under this cedar tree every day, beating the cedar tree as a wooden pile.

Standing quietly in front of the cedar tree, Yin Xiu looked at the very vague traces on the cedar tree, and he couldn't help but feel a little dazed, as if he saw the scene of himself practicing under the tree when he was young...

Based on Yin Xiu's cultivation state of mind, this is probably the only thing that can touch him.

Ugh, it's been 80 years, it's really a snap of your fingers. It's also vicissitudes of life, and even the traces on the trees have become so blurred.

Yin Xiu sighed softly. He couldn't help but stretched out his hand and gently stroked the traces he left on the cedar tree, a flash of reminiscence flashed in his eyes...

'Snapped! clap, clap...'

Not far away, a familiar voice suddenly sounded familiar to Yin Xiu. Yin Xiu couldn't help but look in the direction where the voice came from.

But in a corner not far away, a wooden doll was erected, and a girl in training clothes was practicing against the wooden doll.

The girl's hair was tied in a ponytail and hung behind her back. Seeing the movement of her beating the wooden figurines, she had a solid foundation, apparently it took years of practice to do it.

Moreover, every time the girl hits the wooden dummy pile, the average person can't bear the pain caused by hitting the wooden dummy pile.

Interesting, I didn't expect there are people who practice martial arts in this school. Yin Xiu watched for a moment and couldn't help but smile.

Immediately, Yin Xiu walked to a pavilion not far from the girl, and stood quietly in the pavilion watching the girl practice the exercises...

It's okay. She looks like she's a student of this school. It's pretty decent to be able to practice at the age of about 20.

Yin Xiu naturally uses ordinary people as the standard of measurement. Otherwise, if you look at it by the standards of the comprehension world, the girl would not be in the stream at all.

After a while, the girl seemed to sense that someone was paying attention to her, so she could not help but stop what she was doing, and glanced at Yin Xiu.

Seeing that Yin Xiu was really watching her practice, the girl didn't care, she immediately looked back and continued to practice.

It was not the first time that she was stared at like this while practicing. Often people would stop and cast curious glances when they saw her practicing, so the girl didn't care at all.

Or it could be said to be habitual.

Yin Xiu naturally noticed the girl's glance just now, and he continued to watch the other person practicing the exercises calmly, as if he didn't worry about whether it would be annoying or not.

About twenty minutes passed, and the girl stopped panting slightly.

When the girl found out that Yin Xiu was still standing in the pavilion looking at her, she couldn't help being slightly surprised.

Just a little surprised. After being surprised, the girl walked to the open space on her own, stood on her feet, took a few deep breaths, adjusted her slightly messy breath, and then showed a starting gesture with both hands, and began to practice martial arts...

Yin Xiu watched for a while, but he somewhat missed the scene when he practiced martial arts at home.

Glancing at the wooden dummy next to him, his mind moved, he tapped Xiaoman standing on his shoulder, and walked towards the wooden dummy.

Xiaoman got Yin Xiu's signal, and immediately jumped down obediently, and got into Yin Xiu's trousers pocket.

When he walked to the wooden dummy stake, Yin Xiu could not help but reach out and gently brush the hands on the wooden dummy stake, his eyes were full of memories flashing.

In front of him, he seemed to see the scene where he practiced the exercises against the wooden pile when he was young.

Unconsciously, Yin Xiu moved his hands.

Although since his cultivation base broke through the stage of foundation building and body refining, and stepped into the level of qi training, he has rarely practiced wooden stumps anymore. Now that nearly a hundred years have passed, Yin Xiu's body has instinctively used the familiar pile technique in his memory...

Snapped! clap clap!

Yin Xiu didn't use even the slightest bit of strength, otherwise the wooden dummy would have been shattered by him with just one blow.

As the palms and arms slapped on the wooden pile, a dull sound resounded again.

The sudden movement made the girl who was practicing martial arts on the side of the open space slightly startled. She couldn't help but stop and turned her head to look curiously.

When she saw that it was Yin Xiu standing in front of the wooden doll pile, a look of surprise flashed in her bright eyes.

It seems that he didn't expect that the 'boy' who had been standing by the side watching her practice was actually a martial arts practitioner.

Of course, Yin Xiu surprised her far more than that.

Yin Xiu's pile method was not fast at first, but it was quite normal, not hurried or slow.

However, just a moment later, the girl noticed that Yin Xiu's movements began to speed up step by step. And more and more show a kind of flowing water, freehand like the wind-like artistic conception.

Yin Xiu's hands seemed to be blowing the willows in the wind, fiddling with the blue silk. The movements were calm and natural, and there was no trace of craftsmanship at all, as if he had become detached and rose to a level of enjoyment and art.

This shocked the girl's whole heart, and the strong shock caused huge waves in her heart, which was difficult to calm down.

At this time, Yin Xiu was gradually immersed in it, and even his thoughts seemed to return to when he was young, and his eyes closed lightly unconsciously. The movement of the pile method also follows the feeling, the hands are getting faster and faster, and there are even afterimages, as if there are countless hands slapping the wooden pile at the same time.

'Clap clap clap...'

The continuous sound came into a series, as if firing a gun battle.

However, in the eyes of the ponytail girl, Yin Xiu's movements still did not give her the sense of urgency and urgency.

On the contrary, Yin Xiu still gave her the feeling of being freehand and calm. Even though the hands have brought out countless afterimages, it still seems like a breeze is blowing.

The ponytail girl's eyes were wide open, and her bright eyes were full of shock and an unspeakable light.

She had never seen anyone who could practice this wooden dummy technique to such an extent. Without a trace of pyrotechnic craftsmanship, it has a special artistic conception of natural harmony and integration with the surrounding.

Amazing! Who is he...

The ponytail girl stared blankly at Yin Xiu with her wide-open eyes, muttering to herself. \u003c