Black powder self-cultivation

After Lin Tianluo returned to the room, she lay down on the bed. After closing her eyes, the exhaustion from the night without sleep surged up, and she fell asleep unconsciously.The moves memorized in his mind suddenly seemed to have life, and they turned into flesh and blood people in his dreams, repeating the sword moves over and over again in front of him.

A small warm current gathers at the dantian, and then spreads out quickly to walk along the limbs. The place where the warm current passes not only brings warmth, but also makes the whole body comfortable.

He even unconsciously followed the villain's sword dance in his mind...

It seems that with this hearty sword dance, everything in the world becomes ethereal.The seven emotions and six desires are all vain, and only the way of self-forgetfulness and swordsmanship is the highest state.

Lin Tianluo felt that he was floating up, which was different from floating in the state of leaving the soul. This time, his thoughts were floating up, wandering with the wind, playing with the clouds, he was no longer him, but the wind, the clouds, and the river ...

Until Lin Qingyu woke him up from his sleep.

Lin Tianluo opened his eyes and found that he was looking at him frowning.

"Luo'er, did something go wrong with your recent practice?" Lin Qingyu asked.

Lin Tianluo shook his head, and subconsciously wanted to tell Lin Qingyu about the master's teaching him martial arts, but he swallowed the words again, and another voice in his heart shouted - don't tell him!Tell him that this peerless martial art is no longer yours alone!

Lin Qingyu took a deep look at him, and said, "It's good to be fine, don't be too impetuous in martial arts, get up and eat something."

After breakfast, Lin Tianluo continued to go back to sleep. Except for lunch and dinner, Lin Tianluo slept almost all day. While he was sleeping, a small internal force circulated in his body and condensed in his dantian.

That night, a full moon hung alone in the sky. Lin Qingyu stood outside Lin Tianluo's house for a while, but he didn't reach out to knock on the door after all, and turned back to sleep in the house.

Two hours later, Lin Tianluo woke up from sleep, quickly dressed and went to the ground, opened the door lightly, and walked out of the yard.Just after walking a few steps, he suddenly saw a figure standing in the snow in front of him.

Lin Tianluo exclaimed: "Master?"

With a slight movement of the master's figure, he arrived in front of his eyes, covered his mouth with one hand, and hugged his waist with the other. With a light sweep, he slid across the snow and disappeared instantly.

After a while, Lin Qingyu followed the footprints and ran all the way. Seeing that the footprints ended here, he couldn't help but stop, frowned and looked around, only to see that there was only a piece of snow all around.

"Luo'er..." Lin Qingyu murmured in a low voice, thinking of Lin Tianluo's indifference to him during the day, he couldn't help feeling cold.

Lin Tianluo found out that Master took him not to his own courtyard this time, but to the main hall of Tianshan Mountain.At night, there was no one in the main hall. Master lit the candles in the hall one by one, looked at him through the bead curtain, and asked, "How did you feel when you went back yesterday?"

"When I was sleeping, it seemed that someone was showing me a sword dance in my mind. Moreover, there seemed to be a surge of true energy in my body."

Master Tianshan smiled slightly: "Master, I did not misunderstand you. It seems that you have memorized all the sword moves. Tonight, Master will teach you martial arts in person."

Lin Tianluo was happy: "Thank you, Master."

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Lin Tianluo practiced his sword in the hall with forgetfulness, and outside the hall, the sky gradually brightened.The east is white, and the dawn shines through the clouds and shines among the mountains.

The master came out of the inner hall and said to Lin Tianluo, "Luo'er, you can go back."

Lin Tianluo stopped dancing the sword, raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and clasped his fists to the master, "Farewell, disciple."

"Qing Yu knows what to say."

"Master, don't worry, this disciple will never reveal anything." Lin Tianluo assured, patting his chest.

The master smiled in satisfaction, waved his hand, and let him leave.

Lin Tianluo left the hall and walked back to her room through the thick snow.As soon as he opened the door, he saw Lin Qingyu sitting at the wooden table looking at him, his eyes were slightly black and blue, as if he hadn't slept all night.

"You're back." Lin Qingyu's tone was light, with a little tiredness in his eyes.

"Brother has been in my room all night?" Lin Tianluo asked.

Lin Qingyu nodded: "Where did you go?"

"Master, Master has decided to teach me martial arts in person."

"Oh?" Lin Qingyu hummed lightly, tapped his fingers on the table, "What did I teach you?"

"It's just some simple sword moves. If senior brother doesn't believe me, Luo Erwu will show you." Lin Tianluo's eyes shone slightly.

Lin Qingyu smiled lightly, and said, "No need." If it was Master who took Luo'er away, that would make sense, in terms of lightness kung fu, he really couldn't catch up with Master, but why did Master secretly teach Luo'er martial arts?Is there any mystery in this?Lin Qingyu frowned slightly, and glanced at Lin Tianluo, "Come and sit beside me, I'll take your pulse."

The light of resistance in Lin Tianluo's eyes was obvious, and he shook his head: "I'm not sick, so I don't need to feel the pulse."

"Who stipulated that you only need to take the pulse when you are sick? Luo'er, you are new to martial arts, I am afraid that you will go astray if you are eager for quick success, arrogant and frivolous."

"Brother don't have to worry about this, Luo'er's martial arts are taught by the master himself, and there will never be any mistakes." Lin Tianluo vowed.How could something go wrong with such a good martial art?On the contrary, it was Lin Qingyu, who was talented and intelligent. If he was allowed to learn from him, he would definitely be inferior to him.Can't!There can only be one number one in the world!

Lin Qingyu's face immediately sank: "Luo'er."

Lin Tianluo obviously didn't want to talk to him, and said lightly: "I'm tired and want to sleep, brother, please go back."

A hint of helplessness appeared in Lin Qingyu's eyes: "At least have breakfast before going to bed."

Lin Tianluo shook his head and walked towards the bed. Lin Qingyu stood up and stretched out his hand to grab his wrist, wanting to get close to him. After all, the relationship between the two has been a little cold these days. Unexpectedly, as soon as he held his hand, Lin Tianluo followed the burned man. As if to understand, he raised his hand and gave him a palm.

Lin Qingyu was swung back a few steps by him, raised his eyes and looked at him in surprise: "Luo'er, why are you so irritable?"

"I said, I'm very tired, Lin Qingyu, please go out." Lin Tianluo scratched her hair irritably.He didn't want to hate Lin Qingyu, he wanted to get close to Lin Qingyu from the bottom of his heart, but as soon as Lin Qingyu approached him, that disgusting feeling came over his face, which he couldn't resist.

what happened to him?

Lin Qingyu was silent for a moment, and suddenly there was no expression on his face anymore, he glanced at him lightly, turned around and walked out.

Lin Tianluo looked at his back and wanted to stop him, but her voice choked in her throat.

—Sorry, I didn't mean to hate you.

He couldn't control his emotions. When he found that his love for Lin Qingyu was decreasing day by day, and his loathing was deepening day by day, Lin Tianluo was already deeply in fear. He could only pick up the sword in his hand and dance the sword heartily. It is possible to forget the tricks and gradually enter the state of selflessness.

Only when he picks up the sword, the emotions and desires will leave him.

Lin Tianluo has never found the seven emotions and six desires so disgusting.

***

The days passed day by day, and the snow on the mountain was slowly melting. The master would come to look for Lin Tianluo almost every night, and each time he went to a different place. After several months of training, Lin Tianluo could almost be alone. Lin Qingyu, since that day, has been caught in a cold war with Lin Tianluo, and he can't see the end of the day.

Lin Tianluo was very conflicted.

On the one hand, he had an infinite desire to get close to Lin Qingyu, and on the other hand, his disgust towards Lin Qingyu gradually deepened in his heart. His soul was about to split in two, and they confronted each other, neither of them willing to admit defeat.

Master still took Lin Tianluo out that day and night, and when he came back in the morning, there was a thick layer of ice in the snow.When Lin Tianluo passed Lin Qingyu's room, he suddenly heard movement inside, and pushed open the door involuntarily.

I saw Lin Qingyu sitting by the bed, holding a wounded white rabbit in his arms, and carefully applying medicine to it. The charcoal stove was burning not far from him, and the whole room was filled with warmth. .

Lin Qingyu didn't raise his head, and said with a hint of fatigue in his tone, "I'm back."

An impulse surged in Lin Tianluo's heart, he stepped into the house, closed the door, and isolated the cold winter breath outside.He stared at Lin Qingyu for a moment, then suddenly said: "Senior Brother, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have lost my temper with you that day."

Lin Qingyu just picked up the white gauze and carefully wrapped it around the injured hind leg of the rabbit.

Lin Tianluo knelt down beside him, reached out and touched the rabbit's head: "Why did you get hurt, such a poor rabbit..."

"I hurt it." Lin Qingyu said lightly.

Lin Tianluo froze.

Lin Qingyu continued: "I was restless and wanted to kill someone, but it suddenly rushed out and was stabbed by me. Originally, I wanted to kill it, but I suddenly felt that it looked like you, Luo'er..."

Lin Tianluo was terrified by what he said, so he could only smile awkwardly.

Lin Qingyu picked up the rabbit and approached him, whispering: "Look, does it look like you?"

Lin Tianluo smiled ugly: "Brother, you are joking, it is a rabbit, I am a human, how can it look like me?"

Lin Qingyu grabbed the rabbit's neck and said calmly, "Isn't it like that?"

"Brother, don't grab it like this, it will die, let me hold it, give it to me." Lin Tianluo reached out and hugged the struggling rabbit.

Lin Qingyu tilted his head to look at him: "Luo'er, you are finally back."

Lin Tianluo's hand stroking the rabbit froze slightly: "What are you talking about?"

Lin Qingyu reached out and hugged him: "You are the Luoer I am most familiar with now, don't be so indifferent to me in the future."

"Again, never again." Lin Tianluo believed that his thoughts at the moment were the truest thoughts, but he couldn't control himself, maybe when he turned around, he would hate Lin Qingyu from the bottom of his heart—even if that was not his original intention.