It's not good to be a widow [Comprehensive]

Ye Gucheng, who was almost unable to teach, finally ended the teaching of the two dead points of the chest and abdomen in a hurry, and switched to teaching the back.

He also found an excuse that sounded very reasonable, saying that the acupuncture points on the back were better for beginners to attack and use.

When Lu Jinglu heard this, he recalled the acupoints in the martial arts dramas he had watched, and found that there seemed to be many hands directed at the acupoints on the back.

So she immediately cooperated and said that there was no problem, she must study hard.

After learning for almost two hours, Ye Gucheng reminded her that it was time to rest.

She lay there stretching her muscles and bones, still chanting the names of the acupoints on her chest and back.

"Why are the ones on my back more difficult to remember..." At the end of the chanting, she complained in a low voice.

Ye Gucheng came back after blowing out the lamp, just heard this sentence, and explained the main reason why she is struggling to learn now——

She has no internal strength foundation.

Most people learn acupoints only after they have gained some internal strength and opened up most of the meridians in the body, so they already know the specific distribution of acupoints before learning, but the names do not match.

This is also the reason why Ye Gucheng memorized all the hundreds of acupuncture points on his body after only seven days of learning.

"Then should I also learn some internal strength?" She asked, "Isn't it easier to learn swordsmanship after this?"

Ye Gucheng said yes, internal strength is the foundation of all martial arts, as long as this foundation is laid, no matter what you learn in the future, it will be much easier.

The only problem is that, starting to learn at her age, it will inevitably be more difficult than ordinary people.

For this, Lu Jinglu easily accepted it.

"There is always a price to pay for learning late. Besides, didn't you say it before, as long as I sincerely want to learn, it's not like I can't learn."

Hearing that she still remembered his words, Ye Gucheng moved the corners of his lips in the dark, and repeated another sentence he said at that time: "I will teach you."

Lu Jinglu has no foundation in martial arts at all, and he didn't dare to learn it by himself. Hearing what he said, he was naturally happy.

"Okay," she said, "when do you start studying? Tomorrow?"

The sword trial session is over. In the short term, Ye Gucheng, the lord of Baiyun City, doesn't have any major affairs to be busy with, so it's not impossible to start tomorrow.

Thinking of this, he directly agreed, saying that he would start teaching her tomorrow.

Lu Jinglu got his promise, and was full of hope that from now on she wouldn't have to memorize it by rote, so she fell asleep happily.

Unfortunately, the next morning, she couldn't be happier.Because she was told that since she wanted to start practicing internal strength and swordsmanship, she had to get up early like him to go to the sword washing pool.

Lu Jinglu: "..."

She said the words herself, so she can only bite the bullet and say it now.

She forced herself to get up, endured the drowsiness, finished washing, and habitually went back behind the curtain to open the closet and prepared to pick out a set to change.

In the end, she was grabbed by the wrist before she could take out the blindly selected outfit.

"The ones with narrow sleeves." Ye Gucheng, who walked to her side at some point reminded her, "This set is not suitable."

"Oh good." She let go and nodded, and finally realized that because it was still early, he was still in the room, so wouldn't she want to change clothes in front of him later? !

Thinking of this, Lu Jinglu's tiredness suddenly faded away.

Fortunately, he seemed to realize something at this moment, and turned around to go outside the curtain.

Seeing this, Lu Jinglu immediately seized the time, took out a set of red and white narrow-sleeved exercise clothes, and changed into the pajamas on her body.

Thinking about practicing martial arts from today onwards, when the maid came in to comb her hair, she specifically instructed to comb all her hair up, it would be inconvenient to let it loose.

The maid tied her a capable high ponytail as she said, and chose a hairband of the same color as her sleeves.

Because of Lu Jinglu's poor health, she doesn't leave the house all the year round, and her complexion is much paler than that of the average South China Sea residents.

But before marrying into Baiyun City, that kind of whiteness is the kind of whiteness that is lingering on the sick bed and full of worries. It is true that it looks so weak that it makes people feel pity, but it is also true that people dare not get too close.

After marrying in, she ate well and slept well, and also changed to a less sentimental crossover core, her complexion immediately improved.

Putting on the tight training clothes like today, and then tied up the ponytail, revealing a snow-white and slender neck, it is even more glamorous.

The two of them had breakfast in the main courtyard, and on the way to the study together, because of this attire, they also received the astonishing gazes of several cleaning maids.

Occasionally, Ye Gucheng glanced sideways at her, and he could see the red hair band on her head, flickering with her footsteps, looking like a butterfly hovering among crabapple flowers.

When she got to the place where she was practicing, the professor began to point out her movements a little bit, and this illusion became more obvious.

"Is that so?" She was still serious, "I seem to feel something..."

"Calm down," he said, "it will be more obvious after running it back and forth a few more times."

When Lu Jinglu could practice the first few sentences of the inner strength formula he had chosen for her by himself, he went to the side in peace and started his own daily morning class.

According to his instructions, Lu Jinglu practiced back and forth dozens of times by herself, and finally gradually got used to the feeling of breath moving slowly around the body.

She felt that it was very novel, so she thought about continuing to practice, so as to control it more accurately, so she stopped, turned to look for him, and wanted to ask him the formula behind.

With this twist, she saw him unleashing his sword in the morning mist.

If she just thought it was exciting when she saw that Xingyuan sect master making a sword at the sword trial meeting before, then at this moment, looking at the sky full of sword shadows in front of her, which made her almost unable to distinguish the real from the fake, she felt Take your breath away completely.

That is a kind of soul-stirring beauty.

Lu Jinglu only stared at it for a short while, and then she was completely engrossed.

When Ye Gucheng stopped after practicing, she even stared at that direction without moving.

Ye Gucheng withdrew his sword, saw her looking at him like this, and thought that she had encountered some difficulties while practicing, so he hurried over and asked, "What's wrong? But what's not clear?"

Lu Jinglu heard his voice, saw his face slowly enlarged in front of her, and finally regained consciousness.

She shook her head crazily: "No, I've practiced!"

"That's good." He breathed a sigh of relief, "Is it because I scared you when I practiced the sword just now?"

"How could it be!" She denied it without hesitation, and said what she was thinking without even thinking about it, "I just think you are so beautiful, when you pick up the sword, you look like a fairy in the sky." Then I was stunned.

It's not that Ye Gucheng hasn't been praised by others over the years, but most people praise his swordsmanship in front of him, and his words are gorgeous and elegant. He has never seen anything like her before. good-looking.

But such a simple, rude and lackluster compliment, coming out of her mouth, actually made him very useful.

He pursed his lips, his expression completely softened.