first music repair

After hesitating for a while, he accepted it gratefully.

After sending off the village chief, the small sounds around him, sneaking around, and poking around the head of the little devil disappeared.

From far away, the village chief's scolding could be heard.

Hua Song opened the food sent by the village chief. There were several large pots of vegetables in this large tray. As soon as the wooden cover was lifted, the smell of meat inside was almost immediately released.

This meal is very rich, there is a whole steamed chicken, a plate of wild boar, a pot of broth, and a plate of green vegetables, exuding a little spirit.

Hua Song raised his eyebrows in surprise. You must know that vegetables containing aura are very precious in the world. From this point of view, the village chief is also very sincere. He picked up the bowl and filled a large bowl of rice for the person opposite.

The man took it and looked at him suspiciously with raised eyelids.

Hua Song shook his head, pointed at the food, and then waved his hands. He has already practiced Qi Dasi, and he only ate spiritual things before, and his body was too clean. If he ate such mortal things, not only would it be tasteless to chew, but it would also easily cause impurities to accumulate.

Although the man was puzzled, but with his intelligence, he had some understanding at the moment.

He picked up the chopsticks and turned around twice, and finally found a comfortable position. In fact, he was already very hungry, so he ate very fast, and his appetite was very large.

Hua Song looked at him, thinking about it.They can't stay in this small village for too long, the man has already stepped into the fairyland, for his cultivation base, he can't eat too many mortal things, so as not to accumulate too many impurities.

Although this man doesn't know anything, he has high strength and is very reliable. They can help each other.

So now it is important to teach him to speak and read.

While Hua Song was thinking, it was like the autumn wind blowing fallen leaves. There was no food left on the table, and all of them went into the man's stomach. He put down his chopsticks, licked his lips gracefully, and narrowed his eyes lazily, looking very satisfied .

Pausing for a moment, he paused, looking at the empty pots and bowls on the table, he looked at the flowers, and put them all into the tray.

Hua Song then looked up at him.

The man was full and looked a little lazy.

Hua Song unconsciously knocked on the stone table and said, "We need to talk."

The man raised his icy eyes, his head turned slightly in a daze, but his gaze was fixed on Hua Song for a moment.

Hua Song pointed to himself, opened his lips and said, "My name is...", he closed his eyes, and some complicated images flashed in his head, and finally they were fixed on each face.

"My name is Josh."

"My name is Qiao Sheng." The man repeated, and then a tiny vortex formed at the corner of his lips, his eyes looked straight at Hua Song, and he called out, "Qiao Sheng."

Because he hadn't spoken for a long time, his voice had a strange tone, which seemed a bit hoarse, and it was so low that it was trembling, but it was very pleasant to hear. Qiao Sheng lost his mind when his name in his previous life was called like this.

He blinked, then pointed at the other person.

The man's eyes were a little deep for a while, he seemed to think about it, then frowned, and finally looked at it with a helpless look.

Sure enough, I can't remember it.

Qiao Sheng was somewhat expected, this was just a reconfirmation at the beginning, a book appeared out of thin air in his hand, then he raised his hand at the man and said: "You don't understand anything, I have to teach you from the beginning rise."

The man in black raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he understood what he meant.

So, on the first day of settling in the new village, Qiao Sheng spent more than half of his time teaching people how to speak.

The house they live in is still brand new, and some daily necessities are not prepared. Qiao Sheng took some items out of the storage bag and taught him some daily conversations, and some items, plants and animals in the house and the small courtyard. The name.

The man's memory is excellent, almost as long as he has said, he can remember.

In the afternoon, he could already understand most of his usual words.

The sun set the sky in a beautiful light, the quaint wooden house was shrouded in a quiet and warm light, and there was an occasional mountain breeze blowing in the yard, Qiao Sheng's expression on his face was unprecedentedly relaxed, he pointed to the water tank made of stone beside him and said: "Since we live together, we have to divide the work and cooperate. We can't..."

Suddenly, he seemed to feel something, he raised his eyes in horror, his eyes fixedly looked in one direction, the slender and graceful neck was stretched, so fragile that it seemed to be broken.

The man narrowed his eyes dangerously, his body tensed.

A piece of jade pendant fell from his neck and landed on the bluestone floor. Qiao Sheng bent down to pick it up. He stared at the jade pendant in a daze. Unprepared, tears fell down one by one like broken beads.

The man squatted down after him, his eyes fell on those beautiful eyes, and he frowned, "Why are you crying?"

Qiao Sheng looked at him with wide eyes, his expression was also very puzzled, tears fell drop by drop, but he said: "I don't know either."

He naturally put the jade pendant into his arms, thought for a while, and then said to the man: "You can have normal conversations, what's more important is to absorb new knowledge. I'll find some books for you to read now."

After that, he stretched out his hand to touch his face, and went back to the room.

The night was getting thicker and darker. The man looked through the raised window. Under the cold light of the moon pearl, the young man was sitting at the table arranging books with a very serious expression. However, after a while, his expression faded again, and then he looked at a The place was stunned, and this was repeated several times.

The man pursed his lips, his eyes lightly retracted his gaze, paused, and his figure disappeared into the vast night.

Chapter 40

Fingers plucked the strings, Qiao Sheng closed his eyes, and his spiritual consciousness penetrated into the void. At this time, Lingbao was completely defenseless against him, and there was even a slight sense of intimacy. The black-robed artifact spirit in the chaotic space was just eyelashes. Trembling, there was no other movement.

Qiao Sheng took a deep breath, only felt that the entire void was under his control, and even a small fluctuation could not escape his consciousness, without the astringency he had entered before, he felt a very smooth feeling.

Xiao Qiling said it simply.But using musical instruments as tools and using emotions as an attack, no one has ever cultivated like this. Everything needs to be explored by oneself. This is a seemingly easy, but very dangerous and complicated challenge.

Cultivators have countless ways of cultivating the Tao, one of which is called "music cultivation", which uses musical instruments as instruments and sounds as an attack, but this way is different from what it says. The former is based on "emotion" , the latter lies in "sound", "music repair" requires special mental skills and comprehension of the piano score in order to make the beautiful music sound more aggressive.

Qiao Sheng wanted to practice this way, and he didn't start it rashly. He read many books, but he didn't find any way to cultivate immortality except that "Lexiu" had a few similarities with him.

Therefore, everything can only be explored by himself.

He closed his eyes and thought carefully about the situation that first aroused his emotions.At that time, facing Mr. Nanfeng whose emotions were obviously out of control, he only wanted to appease his emotions. Therefore, he was extremely focused. Halfway through the song, he seemed to have a clear spirit blowing through his heart. It is more smooth, so unknowingly, the soul resonates with the emotions in the void, which leads to pleasant emotions, and I am immersed in it.

But no matter how I think about it now, it's just an empty piece, and I can't feel the slightest feeling at that time.

Presumably it was a rare opportunity to see the "epiphany", but because he didn't understand, he missed the opportunity.

Even Qi Ling couldn't control the terrifying emotional storm in the void, not to mention his fragile consciousness, and if he didn't pay attention, he would be reduced to the end of extinction. Therefore, everything can only be done slowly.

The faint sound of the piano sounded, Qiao Sheng played a piece, put his hands on the strings, closed his eyes and thought.

Bai Jun sat on the stone bench holding a thin picture album, staring at it.

A hundred-year-old sycamore tree stands tall in front of the yard, with canopy pavilions, rustling when the mountain wind blows, wooden stakes are inserted under the ridge, slender green vines are entwined, and wild flowers are blooming.

The two sat on one side, surrounded by green hills, in a small courtyard of a wooden house, and the mountain breeze flowed. Although there was no communication, the atmosphere was quiet and beautiful, but very harmonious.

Except, after a while, there was a sound of thump, thump, and some people who pretended to be passing by, walked on the path beside the yard.

……

Qingxiang secretly attacked.

Qiao Sheng emerged from the fence of the courtyard wall on the left, and waved to the child lying on the ground, whose limbs limp on the ground when he saw him, "Little guy, come here."

The sweating child's eyes widened, he stood up tremblingly, his fingers were stirring restlessly, he tried not to look back, and said in a weeping voice: "I've offended the fairy... my lord, Ah Niu... Ah Niu ..."

He summoned up the courage to speak, but couldn't help but take a few steps back timidly.

Just one sentence scares people like this, Qiao Sheng raised his brows slightly, turned his eyes around behind the child, and said with a gentle smile: "Don't worry, I won't blame you, just come here."

The child looked at him foolishly, seeing his soft smile and soft temperament that seemed to be shining, he was a little confused for a moment, feeling that it was different from what the adults told him, so he approached cautiously.

Hua Song opened the door, at this time suddenly a figure sprang out from the grass behind, a half-grown boy stood in front of the child, raised his neck and said: "Master Immortal, it is my own initiative to bring my younger brother to see and see Looks like a fairy, please call me in, I am much better than my younger brother, I can do anything."

The child tugged at the corner of his elder brother's clothes, and it looked like he was about to cry.

Qiao Sheng was a little helpless, he thought for a while, took out a piece of pastry from his sleeve, divided it into two pieces, bent down and handed it to the two brothers, and said softly: "Don't be so afraid, I'm not a man-eating monster, I just call him Come in and ask me something."

Ordinary people should not eat too much food that contains spiritual energy, and they should eat it step by step. Qiao Sheng was careful, so he didn't give them more.

The two brothers swallowed their saliva watching the pastry he handed over. The child's eyes were shining brightly, and he was about to walk towards Qiao Sheng, but the half-grown boy was made more vigilant by his coaxing tone, and held down his younger brother. shoulders, do not pick up.

Qiao Sheng's brows were closer together, and his heart became impatient, and his pair of black eyes became clearer and clearer, ruthless and lustless, but deep down they were very restrained.

He has always been in a closed state in Happy Valley, does not communicate with others, and is very withdrawn. He has persisted in this way for more than ten years, and has always entertained himself.But this doesn't mean that he doesn't like to get close to people, it's just because of the special situation at that time.

If this continues, he will almost get autism, so he desperately wants to return to normal human society.

The more he persecutes himself, the more he misses himself in his previous life. Qiao Sheng sometimes almost forgets himself, and feels a feeling of not being happy with things, not sad with himself, as if everything is taken lightly, and there is nothing worth nostalgic for, so he just goes along with it. The illusion that the wind is gone.

If it weren't for the thought of having a chance to escape supporting him, he wouldn't be able to calm down until now.The pride standing in his heart is unwilling to give in, but the environment he falls into makes him despair. Under the despair, there is a ray of light pulling him ahead, so he can only choose to endure.

Occasionally, some thoughts popped up, but he forcibly suppressed them, and then distracted himself, not daring to think about them.

But now that he has escaped from the tiger's mouth and is in a good mood, Qiao Sheng still has to face one thing - there may be something wrong with his mental state.

He raised his eyebrows, the corners of his lips curled up, and his face formed very soft lines, but those eyes that couldn't be concealed even if he changed his face, were as calm, clear and cold as ever, so that people felt a sense of distance .

But the child was still innocent, only saw him smiling nicely, and was willing to give him something delicious, and finally got out from his elder brother's hand, took the pastry with both hands, and finally did not forget to thank, "Thank you, Master Xianchang."

Qiao Sheng just smiled, and his face softened a little.

He wants to re-enter the human habitation and find himself.However, ordinary people have always been in awe of immortal cultivators. As soon as they arrived in the village, they were consecrated from above, and all of them were cautious, and they did not dare to come to their door to disturb their cultivation.

Only a few courageous and fearless children didn't listen to their parents' words, pretended to pass by the door presumptuously, glanced at the fairy, and then ran away excitedly.

Qiao Sheng felt that the villagers were afraid of them, so he started with the children, and he also liked children very much, no, he liked children very much in his previous life.

He touched the child's head and asked, "What's your name?"

The child raised his head and rubbed it against each other, "My name is Li Aniu."

Qiao Sheng chuckled, "Okay, little Niu, you're sweating profusely, what did you do just now?"

Li A Niu replied with a little pride: "A Niu just finished practicing martial arts, because A Niu performed well, Uncle Lei allowed me to rest first."

Qiao Sheng raised his eyebrows, "Oh? Really, it's awesome."

Li A Niu smiled so much that he showed his gaping front teeth, the boy behind scratched his cheeks and rolled his eyes.

Qiao Sheng tilted his head, feeling helpless that he couldn't find anything to talk about, he simply said: "I want to go for a walk in the village, can A Niu take me there?"

Li Aniu immediately nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

Qiao Sheng stood up, looked back towards the yard, but saw that the man in black had looked away from the book at some point, and looked towards them with his chin propped up with one hand, his icy purple eyes were half closed, a little lazy, but Focusing on him all the time, he paused, then pointed to the village and said, "I'll go to the village to have a look."

The man nodded slightly, not knowing if he understood, so he walked over and stood by his side.

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Li Aniu followed Qiao Sheng's legs tightly, holding the pastry with both hands, licking it lightly from time to time, and then raised his eyes to look at the road.

Li Zhengzhu glanced at him worriedly, took a bite of the pastry lightly, and felt the indescribable delicious fragrance in the mouth, and his whole body felt much more comfortable. Wrapped up.

Although the houses in Lijiawan are not beautifully built, they are solid and tall. The space between the houses is very wide, and almost every house has a front yard and a back yard.

Qiao Sheng and Bai Jun came with two children from the steps that went straight down. To their right were several huge pits that had already been dug, presumably for houses whose foundations had begun to be filled.

The houses in Lijiawan are all settled on a low hill with an extremely gentle slope. The houses extend upwards one by one and are well-built. There are monsters and beasts infesting, so several guard posts have been set up.

The cool stream flows down from the mountain stream in the valley, and then gradually becomes gentle.

Walking on the flat ground at the bottom, Qiao Sheng looked left and right. They came from the direction of the stream yesterday. When they got here, there were several women who were looking forward to it, and there was a lot of crying, joy, and complaints. In the group, the village chief stopped everyone with a yell, and then quieted the crowd.

In the end, he was full of panic, in order not to cause disturbance, and he was really tired, so he rejected the village chief's idea of ​​dedicating the giant python to him, expressing that he just wanted to find a quiet place to rest.

He was seriously injured, but luckily the medicine pill saved his life. The boy named Afu gave up his newly built house.

Li Aniu tugged Qiao Sheng's clothes, "Xianchang, there is a martial arts field in front of it."

Qiao Sheng was very interested in the martial arts arena. Hearing this, he immediately stepped forward, and Bai Jun followed behind him slowly.

The Martial arts arena is paved with smooth polished bluestone, and its area is larger than a few houses. It is located in front of the village, and the stream in front of it winds and steam rises.

At this time, it happened to be the early morning of another day, the mountains were hazy with clouds and mist, the green hills were green, and the martial arts field was just bathed in the rising sun.

As soon as he walked in, he heard an angry voice, "Take two steps back, yes, split your legs again, not bad..."

"Ayang, your posture is wrong..."

"Ouch!"

"You, you monkey, if you don't cultivate well, you will make trouble... I, I will kill you, don't run away!"

A head emerged from the bottom of the water and made a grimace, "Catch me if you have the ability."

A man blushed angrily, and slapped the ground with a cane.

On the martial arts training ground, more than 20 children stood in disarray crookedly and compared some strange movements. Among them was a green and black water snake, which was entangled by some water plants and writhed on the ground, but none of them survived. Showing fear, a child ran over and tied up the water snake, and said with a smile, "Go back and make some soup."

Everyone else laughed and echoed: "It's doable. It's doable."

Then look at the strong man throwing down the child practicing martial arts and jumping like a thunder by the stream, but he can't do anything to the child in the water.A state of laughter and cursing.

Qiao Sheng stamped his feet, the scene was quite different from the picture in his mind, after he took a few glances at the martial arts arena, he stopped looking, and his eyes fell on the child in the water.

Bai Jun silently followed behind him. He was a little curious about the so-called martial arts arena, but after seeing it, he turned his eyes away bored, and refocused his eyes on the person in front of him.

His eyes were deep, as if there was a big mystery there, which made him puzzled.

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Chapter 41

"Uncle Ray!"

The strong man turned his head, his eyes that were originally like copper bells widened. He moved his body as strong as a hill and ran over. He waved his hands at Qiao Sheng and Bai Jun indiscriminately, and said loudly, "I have seen the fairy leader."

Then he thought he was clever and squinted at the two boys.

Qiao Sheng nodded and said with a faint smile: "I have nothing to do, come out for a walk, so that the two children will lead me in front, don't blame them."

Then he moved his hand towards the training ground, and asked, "This is it?"

The two children ran behind the strong man, and he held one in his arms. Hearing the words, he replied strangely: "This is the martial arts training ground."

Qiao Sheng froze, of course he knew that this was a martial arts training ground, and he was used to speaking with smart people. Most of the time, when he made a movement, others would understand what he meant.

However, he paused for a moment, but smiled a little, this is normal, isn't it, there is no need to try to figure out so much meaning.He said: "You guys continue to practice martial arts, I will walk aside."

Hearing what he said, the strong man was about to carry the two children back to the team. He seemed to feel that Qiao Sheng's gaze fell on him. He was startled, and his voice was twice as loud as usual, "Give it all to me!" Stand still!"

Those children who were peeking at the fairy elder were almost out of their wits from fright, and they stood upright by conditioned reflex.

The strong man nodded in satisfaction, then looked up at the golden light that had just penetrated the clouds and cast down on the mountains, raised his arms, and said loudly: "Children, now is the time for the yang energy to flourish, don't be too happy Quickly wave your fists and practice with me."

After finishing speaking, he squatted in front of the martial arts field, and punched fiercely, and the group of children behind him also followed his movements, making a left uppercut, moving to the right, accumulating strength in the punch, and punching out...

The momentum is enough, but...

Bai Jun took a look, opened his thin lips lightly, and faintly spit out the words he just learned, "Beautiful fists and embroidered legs."

Qiao Sheng turned his head to look at him. From yesterday to today, this person rarely talked, and every time he just jumped out one word at a time. During the conversation between the two, he could quickly understand what he meant, but I won't say it.

The only thing that's lagging behind is the sheer lack of common sense.

Thinking of this, Qiao Sheng opened his mouth to tell him some popular science knowledge.

Immortal cultivators can be divided into those who practice the body and enter the Tao, and those who lead the qi to enter the Tao.Generally speaking, it is more difficult to practice the body and enter the Tao. It needs to push the physical energy of the human body to the limit, and then attract the spiritual energy into the body autonomously; while the entraining energy into the Tao is to attract the spiritual energy that is close to one's spiritual root through meditation and meditation. Come into the body.

There is no difference between the two, each has its own advantages.Although the former took a long time, it stimulated one's own potential and exercised one's response ability, laying a solid foundation for future practice, while the latter's speed of entering the Tao was faster, but this was also relatively speaking.

And because mortals do not have spiritual roots, even under the protection of immortal cultivators, it is very difficult to survive in such a world.Therefore, some predecessors sorted out a set of cultivation methods suitable for ordinary people after exploring and trying, that is the "exercise" method.

What is "body forging"?It is to temper the body, cultivate a special "vigor" according to the exercises, and have the ability to fly over the wall.In fact, it is very similar to the cultivation of the body and Taoism of the immortal cultivators. This method of martial arts also has high requirements on the bones of mortals. There are innate warriors and acquired warriors.

In this way, with the protection of warriors, mortals also live in the outskirts of the deep forest, and the haunted monsters usually do not exceed the second level, so it is much safer.

And compared to martial strength, many innate warriors are stronger than monks in the Qi training period, and even more amazingly talented, comparable to monks in the early stage of foundation establishment.

Yesterday, the man in black single-handedly killed the monster and saved the life of a villager in Liwan Village. He also heard the child talking about the martial arts training ground, so Qiao Sheng wanted to know about the martial arts training in this village.

However, the reality is horrific.Even people like Qiao Sheng who don't know boxing skills can see the incoherence in the martial arts movements of the strong man, as well as the bluntness of his shots, not to mention Bai Jun's abnormal grasping ability.

Therefore, it is self-evident to understand the importance of the cultivation method and comprehend the Dharma.

With one hand behind his back, Qiao Sheng tilted his head and opened his lips, and slowly spoke some common sense and important things in the cultivation world. His voice was cold, but there was a kind of cleanness washed by a clear spring. His strands of jet-black hair, the hem of his blue-colored clothes, and his long, elegant and clear aura, can attract people's full attention without making a fuss.

It was in his eyes that the brand new world and the picturesque scenery became his foil.

Bai Jun tilted his head involuntarily, and met the gaze that was blowing like a breeze. Those eyes were the most brilliant part of that face. They were crimson at the end, long and narrow, and matched with a magnificent tear under the right eye. The mole is so soul-stirring, it can take people's breath away in just an instant——

However, those jet-black pupils seem to have gathered the aura of the world, the white is extremely white, the black is extremely black, light and cold, and the invisible brilliance makes people feel a sense of distance.

Subtle numbness sprang up from the tailbone, and exploded in his heart like an electric shock, making him unable to pull his eyes off.

Bai Jun remained calm, but the line of his lips was getting tighter and tighter, and his eyes were strangely deep.

--Strange.

The mist in the mountains dissipated, the condensed dew dripped in the morning, and the rising sun shone away the coolness of the alternation of yin and yang. Liwan Village was shrouded in pale golden light, creating a peaceful scene.

A woman came home from the ridge of the field and the edge of the stream with a big basket on her back and a sickle in her hand. She stretched her bent waist from a distance and glanced at the children who were earnestly yelling at the martial arts before quickening her pace in peace.

Then, after a short while, there was smoke rising from the roof, a smell of fireworks.

The two walked unhurriedly, gradually leaving the martial arts arena not a short distance away.

After Qiao Sheng said something, he didn't say any more, leaving it to Bai Jun to digest, he slowly let out a mouthful of dirty air, his eyes lingered on the verdant mountains and the familiar houses, and he smiled slowly.

Staying here, not only waiting to solve his little troubles, but also washing his heart.

"Plop", "Plop", the repeated sound of falling into the water sounded behind him, and Qiao Sheng hurriedly looked back.

A child showed his wet head out of the water, raised his eyes and stared at Qiao Sheng boldly, his eyes flashed with the wildness of a newborn calf not afraid of tigers, and asked crisply: "Are you a fairy?"

The creek is so clear that you can see the bottom, and there are many aquatic plants on both sides. It is early in the morning, and you can feel the coldness coming from the water when you stand on both sides.

Qiao Sheng ignored his question and asked instead: "Aren't you cold?"

The child was taken aback by the question, then turned over, jumped out of the water very quickly, lay down on the edge of the stream and said to Qiao Sheng: "I was born in the water, how can I be cold."

Qiao Sheng bowed his head and waved to him, "Come here."

The child was like a monkey, swiftly sprinting towards it, and asked persistently, "Are you a fairy?"

He was wearing clothes and trousers sewn with coarse cloth, many places had been worn extremely thin, and the threads were seriously off. The water dripped all the way, and when he approached, he found that his skin was soaked and turned white.

Qiao Sheng stared, "Whose child are you from? Why did you soak in the water early in the morning? It's not good for your health."

He took out a softer jacket from the storage bag, and handed it to the child, "Take off the clothes on your body and put on this one."

The child stared at him wide-eyed, saw that he took out a piece of clothing out of thin air, his face was even more miraculous, and repeated: "I am a water boy, and I am a child born in water, so I am not afraid of the cold." He still took the clothes in Qiao Sheng's hand, took off the clothes and put them on quickly, and continued to ask: "Are you a fairy?"

Really persistent, Qiao Sheng nodded.

The child's eyes became bright all of a sudden, and he gathered the clothes on his body even more preciously. His body was so thin that only a short jacket wrapped him tightly.

Qiao Sheng took out the handkerchief, wiped his messy hair, and said: "The water is cold, and it's easy to get sick if you stay in it for a long time, so don't do this next time, you know?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a loud voice came from behind, "Well, you water boy, you're being naughty again!!"

The water boy shot his eyes behind Qiao Sheng, bared his teeth ferociously, and jumped to Qiao Sheng's side.

"Yo!"

The brawny man who had finished a set of punches ran over at some point when he saw this scene, and glanced at Shuitong resentfully, then clasped his fists at Qiao Sheng and said, "Don't take offense, Immortal, this kid is wild, if someone What bumped you, please don't have the same knowledge as him."

Qiao Sheng stood up with a flick of his robe, shook his head and said, "It's okay, it's just why he..."

Before he could say it, the strong man suddenly understood what he meant, and his eyes dimmed for a moment. The originally thick-backed man sighed, but felt that his stature was a bit shorter, and said: "I only blame my parents for doing evil..."

"When he was born, his father left and his mother abandoned him, so there were some gossips and innocuous jokes in the village... Who knows, this child is born with intelligence, and his wits open early. He remembered some words in his heart when he was young, and he was born With such a stubborn temper, except for the village chief, no one cares."

"He recognized the bottom of the water as his home, and he didn't listen to anyone who said it. There was nothing he could do."

So it turned out that way, Qiao Sheng raised his eyebrows, looked down, and saw the child with his hands folded around his chest, his eyes wishing to roll up to the sky, stubborn and persistent, and still held grudges.

He said, "Is it over?"

The strong man moved his hands and feet, and the sorrow just disappeared, and replied: "Yes." He looked up at the house, and said: "It's almost time for breakfast, you and I go to my house together Let's eat."

Qiao Sheng waved his hand. After all, he still felt a little curious. His eyes fell on the paper held in the hand of the strong man. He endured it, but he still couldn't help saying: "You are... can you show me?"

The strong man was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up as if thinking of something, he quickly handed over the paper in his hand, and said: "This is the exercise we practice, it's just..." He scratched his head and said in embarrassment: "This is where I Many don't understand, so I can only draw gourds according to the actions of the village chief, hehehe."

Qiao Sheng turned over the yellowed pages. The first page was a map of the meridians of the human body, and the second page was a map of the acupuncture points of the human body. Only after turning to the third page did he see the three characters "Yunhe Fist" on it.

The strong man stretched his neck to see, and muttered: "I don't know what it's talking about, one by one, one by one, people are just a mass of flesh and blood, where is there so much mess, I can't understand!"

The slender and jade-like fingers pointed on the yellowed pages, which were spotless and white. Qiao Sheng frowned and asked, "If you don't understand, you can still learn. Are you afraid of accidents?"

The strong man looked at a loss, "Could something happen, anyway, the village chief is right."

Qiao Sheng's forehead twitched.

Seeing that his complexion was not good, the strong man became cautious, and said: "Our village has only become so peaceful since the village chief came. He is very capable, and we all listen to him."

He said with gratitude and respect on his face: "After he came, he took us hunting and repairing houses. Our life is much better than before. He is also literate, knows kung fu, and understands all kinds of things. It was him before. Teaching the kids. Now, our village has collected enough money and plans to invite a gentleman to teach the kids to read in a few days.”

"The village chief said that if you don't read the book, you can't understand its meaning. Only by reading the book well can you understand the content of the exercises and gain stronger force to protect the entire village."

Qiao Sheng nodded, appreciating: "Your village chief is right."

He glanced again, handed the book to the strong man, and said in silence for a moment, "Why didn't you see other men in the village?"

The brawny man said: "The village chief took a few people to the town. I taught the youngsters how to practice martial arts. Some of the others went out to hunt, and some were on patrol. What's the matter, what do you do?"

Qiao Sheng had a thought flashed in his mind, and after pondering for a while, he just said: "Just ask."

……

Except for a muddy yellow path beside the stream, everything else is covered with fine green grass. A large piece of land has been reclaimed on the other side of the stream, and the crops are green and growing very gratifyingly.

Qiao Sheng and Bai Jun walked slowly along the stream, and the little water boy followed him step by step.

A little bird dragged its body and flew over slowly, making a "cluck, cluck" sound. Qiao Sheng raised his eyebrows in surprise, "That's it?"

The water boy looked up, "The little wooden bird of Grandpa Ali's house."

Chapter 42

The little bird flew slowly, over the vegetable field, and landed on a house on their right.

Qiao Sheng and Bai Jun walked leisurely and walked around the village. The village is very ordinary, but in some details, what he saw and heard made him feel surprised. He thought it would be an ancient village. People's life scenes, but obviously not.

The women here are strong, capable and hard-working, and take care of the housework and farming, while the men are responsible for hunting and guarding the safety of the village, with a clear division of labor.

Corn and soybean crops are planted in the land, and many livestock are raised in the backyard of every family, and their lives are self-sufficient.

People grow stronger and live longer, and they can still work in the fields at the age of over a hundred.

And... There are traces of the cultivation world everywhere.

The extremely simple spirit-gathering array in the field, the domesticated dog that is quite spiritual, the waterwheel that turns leisurely in the stream, the beasts placed at the sentry post, and the mechanism bird that transmits messages...

Qiao Sheng withdrew his far-sighted gaze. What he imagined was the life of the backward ancient people, but after thinking about it for a while, he felt that this scene was perfectly normal.

After all, this is a world of self-cultivation, where martial arts are respected, so most industries must serve "martial arts". relationship are closely intertwined.

And there are so many wonderful magic weapons, pills, and exercises in the cultivation world, as long as they are slightly improved, they will be of great benefit to ordinary people.

He walked towards one of the houses, but the water boy pulled his trousers and refused to let him go, "Are you going to Grandpa Ali's house? Don't go, that old man...ah, no, Grandpa Ali has a weird temper. They won't care about anyone."

Qiao Sheng looked down, then squatted down/body up, looked at a group of thin children with stubborn eyes, "Why are you following me?"

This child is wild and difficult to train, with thorns all over his body. Judging from his attitude towards the villagers, he will not be such a well-behaved person.

Qiao Sheng's eyes are beautiful and calm, but they are like ice crystals, without any emotion, as if everything is nothingness in front of him.Shuitong shuddered, and his back felt chills, but this indifferent look made him feel excited, and he clenched his fists and said, "I want to worship you as my teacher!"

"Ah."

Qiao Sheng tapped his head, "I won't accept apprentices, go back