Gu Dongfang, the proud one

The sky is slightly bright, the star has not yet set, and a thin ice-like moon hangs on the top of the mountain not far away.

Gu Zhaoyang rubbed his sore legs, only to feel that his legs had grown together with the ground, and they no longer belonged to him.

"The qi is condensed in the dantian, and the two strands are divided evenly, which can relax the meridians and activate the collaterals."

A serious and rigid voice came forward, and Gu Zhaoyang looked up feebly, and saw a man in blue shirt looking at him with powerful eyes.

"Elder Huang...I, I can't breathe anymore." Gu Zhaoyang stretched out his hand and tugged at the sleeve of the man in green shirt, flattering him, "Take a break, okay?"

Huang Zhilin said lightly: "Exercise Qigong's eight meridians can slow down the lung qi."

Gu Zhaoyang lowered his head and said pitifully: "My true energy is so little, it will be exhausted after a round of luck, Elder Huang, please..."

"Just get used to it. The young master's meridians are weak, and his true qi is weak. It's time to lay a good foundation. An hour of horse gait every day is essential." Huang Zhilin was unmoved.

Gu Zhaoyang was discouraged, and turned his eyes to the side as if watching a play, gritting his teeth and saying: "Who told you to notify Elder Huang so quickly!"

Wuyou smiled and said: "The sooner you practice, the sooner you leave, right? Don't worry Xiao Zhaoyang, I'll let you know when the weasel comes."

Ruthlessly glanced at Wuyou, nodded, "With the qualifications of the young master, I will be a small success within ten years."

Gu Zhaoyang almost choked to death. The so-called distance between a genius and a mortal refers to him and Big Brother Dongfang, right?It takes five years to reach the peak, and it takes ten years to achieve a small success.

"It's not that there are no shortcuts..." Wuyou folded her arms and said with a smirk.

Gu Zhaoyang looked at him suspiciously.

Wuqing reached out and grabbed Wuyou's back collar, and said expressionlessly: "Young master, hard work is the right way, and you can't believe a word he says."

Wuyou struggled and said: "Yang assists Yin Sheng, fellow practitioners reconcile with each other... I am learning the Tianyang Nine Profound Kung Fu..."

Wuqing pointed to a few key points on him, picked him up, and said to Gu Zhaoyang: "Wuyou has read too many story books recently, young master, don't blame him."

Gu Zhaoyang turned his head to ignore them.

Wu Qing saluted with one hand, then left the martial arts field with Wuyou stiff.

Huang Zhilin watched the two leave with his hands behind his back, he was silent for a long time, and suddenly said: "What you said ruthlessly just now is very true, there is no shortcut to martial arts, even the so-called shortcut in the eyes of others has a price, and the price may not be paid off in a lifetime , the young master needs to remember."

Gu Zhaoyang pouted slightly, and said sullenly: "Innate martial arts and my acquired aptitude, isn't there a difference between heaven and earth? In my opinion, they are born to take shortcuts."

"Congenital martial arts are one in ten thousand, that's luck, and I'm not envious." Huang Zhilin said, "You have seen so many people like this in the valley, and you are naturally sighing, but the most common people in this world are ordinary people, and even most of them are peerless. Martial arts are also done by people with mediocre qualifications."

"Most of the shortcuts are drinking doves to quench thirst. Like the Songhai Hengdao Jue, the lifespan of those who practice it to the culmination is less than [-]. It's like the mandarin duck sword in clear water. It will definitely cut off love and love. It's like the sunflower book. If you start it, you will never have children and grandchildren..."

Gu Zhaoyang was depressed when he heard it, after all, he still needs to practice martial arts diligently, don't think of shortcuts, he has been tired of hearing these words since he was a child, does he have lazy words written on his face?

Huang Zhilin saw Gu Zhaoyang's uneasy expression, so he didn't say any more, and instead pointed out the secrets of luck for him.

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Carrying Wuyou all the way into the stone room, regardless of what other people said, he closed the stone door ruthlessly and threw him on the bed.

"What are you going crazy about today? Why are you talking nonsense in front of the young master?" He said coldly.

Wuyou blinked and motioned to himself.Wu Qing casually threw a Shanzhu bead on his acupuncture point, unblocking the Ya point.

Wuyou grinned badly and said, "Isn't it unbearable? You also know Xiao Zhaoyang's physique..."

Wuqing's eyes were cold, "If you die early, if the teacher finds out, no one will be able to save you."

"Hey, hey, hey! How did you talk? I really like Xiao Zhaoyang!" the worry-free monster shouted.

"The body of acquired pure yang..." Wu Qing said coldly, "on the fifteenth day of every month, when the sun is extremely high, the true energy goes backwards, and the meridians are reversed. It's like a pain that burns into the bone, and there is no cure for it."

"If I remember correctly, since you reversed your physique at the age of 15, you have started to 'like' the young master, right?"

Wuyou's smile faded little by little, and after a long time, he rolled his eyes and groaned angrily: "What about Zhaoyang? When the moon is full and the night is extremely cloudy, the heart-piercing pain is too painful? You still want to lie When will he be? Heh, angina pectoris...whose angina pectoris still has a fixed date?"

Frowning ruthlessly, he said: "This is not something you should ask about. When the young master becomes governor in the future, he will make his own decision."

"But it really hurts..." Wuyou said sadly, "It's fine even down there, I can't take it anymore."

His ruthless eyes were cold, and he glanced at the young man on the bed with distaste, "Forget it, the day after tomorrow is fifteen, I will try to adjust your breath, at least I practice Ice Profound Sword, and my nature is Yin."

"Just breath adjustment?" Wuyou blinked.

He glanced at him ruthlessly.

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The sun was getting brighter, and with Huang Zhilin's faint "an hour has come", Gu Zhaoyang immediately sat down on the ground.

"Heh..." A chuckle came, with an upturned ending, and he said jokingly, "It's strange that martial arts are so poor, how do you usually hide like this?"

Looking up and seeing someone coming, Gu Zhaoyang hurried forward regardless of the numbness of his limbs, and said happily: "Brother Dongfang..."

Before he finished speaking, his feet went limp, and he fell straight into Dongfang Bubai's arms, looking as if he was throwing himself into a hug.

His arms sank, and there was a faint scent of grass and trees. Dongfang Bubai was slightly startled, and looked down, seeing Gu Zhaoyang's blushing cheeks raised his head, and a pair of clear deer eyes slowly covered with a thin layer. Fog, my heart can't help but move.

"Brother Dongfang..." Gu Zhaoyang looked at those long and narrow eyes, his face turned red, he quickly lowered his head, and stammered, "You can let go, let go... I'm gone."

It was only then that Dongfang Bubai realized that he had unknowingly held Gu Zhaoyang into his arms, holding the side of the boy's waist tightly with one hand, the waist was slender but not thin, like a leopard cub.

"Your Excellency must be Young Master Dongfang, who has admired his name for a long time." Huang Zhilin frowned imperceptibly, stepped forward and cupped his hands.

Dongfang Bubai keenly realized that the person in front of him didn't like him, smiled gently, let go of Gu Zhaoyang naturally, cupped his hands and said: "Dongfang Xu, I met Senior Huang."

Gu Zhaoyang blushed and tugged at his sleeves, hiding behind Dongfang Bubai.

"The young master is back, it's still time to practice." Huang Zhilin said sternly.

Gu Zhaoyang flattered him: "Elder Huang, I haven't seen Brother Dongfang for a long time... just let me go."

Huang Zhilin said coldly: "The most taboo in martial arts is to give up halfway. If the old man lets you today, how will the opponent let you in the future? Come back soon!"

Dongfang Bubai smiled slightly and said: "Senior Huang is exaggerating a bit, you should persevere in practicing martial arts, but Zhaoyang's heart is not here now, even practicing is empty-handed, it's better to let him rest."

Huang Zhilin frowned, looking at Gu Zhaoyang, who was so flattering that he almost wagged his tail, his heart finally softened, and he said coldly: "Let's forget about it today, come at five o'clock tomorrow, and I won't let you go."

"En! En!" Gu Zhaoyang nodded happily.

After leaving the martial arts field, Dongfang Bubai reached out and tapped Gu Zhaoyang on the forehead, "What are you doing here? You messing around!"

"I'm just worried about Big Brother Dongfang..." Gu Zhaoyang said aggrievedly after being hit hard.

"It's still stubborn, I can't get out now, it depends on you." Dongfang Bubai sighed slightly, seeing Gu Zhaoyang's disappointed expression, stretched out his hand to rub his hair.

Gu Zhaoyang lowered his eyes and whispered, "I, I didn't think about it that much..."

He is not a real boy, how could he not even think of this, Dongfang Bubai smoothed his smooth hair, feeling agitated, this idiot must be extremely worried.

"You are studying the Nine Yin Manual, which is divided into two volumes, but?" Dongfang Bubai said suddenly.

Gu Zhaoyang nodded, "The upper part is the mental method, and the lower part is the moves. It is complicated and complicated. It is really like the scriptures of the monk temple. Elder Huang now only teaches me to practice the basic skills first."

Dongfang Bubai said: "If you believe in me, how about I teach you in my spare time?"

Gu Zhaoyang widened his eyes and said, "But Brother Dongfang is not a pure Yang body?"

"One way of martial arts, one masters everything. Do you think that these elders are born to learn these unique skills? Although my inner strength is exhausted now, the original state is still there, and I am not restricted by the skills, let alone just teaching you some experience. " Dongfang Bubai smiled lightly.

Gu Zhaoyang was a little puzzled, but still smiled and said: "In short, I believe in Big Brother Dongfang the most in this world, and Big Brother Dongfang's words are always right!"

Dongfang Bubai couldn't help chuckling, "Idiot, you really are an idiot, if one day I sell you, I'm afraid you will have to raise the grass bid by yourself."

Gu Zhaoyang was so laughed that his cheeks were rouge-like red, and he couldn't help but said: "I have a lot of money, Brother Dongfang won't need to sell me for a day, I promise!"

"fool……"

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In the bushes not far away, Wuyou held a messy grass ring, watched the two leave resentfully, and hummed: "The weasel is here, you are satisfied."

Wuqing frowned slightly, and murmured: "Regardless of the limitations of the exercises... what realm is that?"

"Climbing to the top of the peak, the first lesson of the introduction to martial arts, this is common sense." Wuyou replied casually, staring at the backs of the two.

Wuqing glanced at Dongfang Bubai unintentionally, and his gaze gradually sank.

"Blow it, he will!" Wuyou stared at him fiercely, "I don't believe that he had..."

"Maybe it's true." Wuqing said suddenly.