The Green Gourd Sword Fairy

　　 The two of you come and go in this way. They have flexibly changed the three skills of "Tianshan Piaoxue Palm", "Huangsha Wanli Boxing" and "Yunlong Sanzhe", fighting for about one stick of incense. Suddenly Liang Yan missed his hand, and his left shoulder was lightly hit by the wooden arm of the wooden human heart. The whole person was suddenly struck by lightning, and he flew straight back. He landed on the ground, rolled back three times, stood up a little embarrassed, and arched his hands toward the wooden human heart:

　　 "The juniors lost!"

　　 Liang Yan is, after all, a juvenile character, with an eagerness to compete in his bones. These days he has come, although what he thought in his heart was "get it by and get it done." But every two hours in the morning when practicing martial arts, he unconsciously regained his energy and carefully studied the ways of change in these martial arts.

He combined the three skills of "Tianshan Piaoxue Palm", "Wanli Kuangsha Boxing" and "Yunlong Sanzhe". He changed his skills frequently, and the palm appeared elegant, and the fist was full of strength. The magic of martial arts changes is nothing more than that.

　　 I didn't expect to fight with Mu Renxin today. The opponent never took the initiative to make any moves. They just used defensive as the offensive, and they beat themselves to the bottom.

The most embarrassing thing is that I didn’t even understand the changes in the opponent’s moves. I only felt that every time I punched my palms or punches, he was calmly resolved by him. Even the elbow that hurt me at the end seemed to be taken by myself. He went up to fly with a wooden arm.

　　 Liang Yan felt a little ashamed in his heart, and fisted at Mu Renxin. He wanted to say something, but saw that Mu Renxin had already shaken his head and sighed:

"Although Young Master Liang has more tactics, he has not worked hard enough. Your changes are indeed fantastic, but you have not been able to grasp the subtleties of the moves themselves. In the eyes of the great master of martial arts, it is like a top and bottom. The flying butterfly, although dazzling, can't stop a single finger."

　　 Liang Yan was a little dissatisfied when he heard it, and said in his heart: "I have only practiced for five days. How can I compare to you?"

Mu Renxin seemed to see through what he was thinking, and the corners of his mouth pulled up, and he smiled slightly: "You are the foundation of a cultivator. Judging from the situation in the fight just now, it seems that you have also learned the physical exercises. Since you have such a foundation, then Xi You should be able to master these mundane martial arts in about ten days or so. But now that five days have passed, you are still at such a superficial level. I don’t think Young Master Liang did not practice hard, right?"

　　 Liang Yan smiled bitterly in his heart. He only spends two hours a day practicing the exercises. Naturally, there can be no leaps and bounds. However, this kind of thing is not easy to tell Mu Renxin directly, and can only be vague, and deal with it with "the juniors have poor aptitude and insufficient savvy".

After listening to Mu Renxin, he pondered slightly and said, "Since Young Master Liang has insufficient understanding, he must be made up for it with diligence. Although this time did not reach the standard expected by the old man, as long as he keeps practicing, it will last three months. , It's still qualified. But..."

At this point, he paused, looked up at Liang Yan, and sighed: "But according to this situation, the old man’s method cannot be taught to you so early, until you reach the old man’s assessment. Standard, then consider whether to pass you on."

Liang Yan was stunned when he heard it, and then he cursed in his heart: "I didn't want to learn your method of using martial arts. You said you want to experiment. You have to teach me some secular martial arts. ."

However, although he was angry in his heart, he thought about it, and then secretly said: "This wooden human heart doesn't know that I can start practicing Qi in the "Tao Jian Jing". I just think I still can't cultivate, so I came here. He taught this method of using martial arts to enter the Tao, and his original intention is not bad."

　　 Thinking of this, Liang Yan's mood improved slightly, and he arched his hand toward Mu Ren's heart: "Master Mu wants to support the younger generation, the kid is naturally grateful, but this matter depends on talent, and I can't be anxious."

After Mu Renxin listened to it, he waved his hand again and again: "The gentleman has something to say, Mu does not want to support you, but simply wants to find someone to test this method. I am unable to practice because of the body of the organization, and I am too lazy to go down the mountain. Find a cultivator who meets the conditions and find you. But if you can't meet Mu's requirements, then Mu can only find another person."

Liang Yan rolled his eyes when he heard it, and the slightest feeling for him that had just arisen disappeared in his heart, immediately coughed, and said: "If there is nothing else, Master Mu, why not come here today? Liang wants to hurry up. Practice those three martial arts to avoid being underestimated by Master Mu."

After Mu Renxin heard it, he immediately nodded and said: "That's right, you learn martial arts together, and you can make up for your weaknesses with diligence. It's the same trick. You make thousands of moves, even if you are a fool, you can comprehend the subtlety of three points. Being so diligent, Na Mu was relieved, and after five days, the old man would come back to practice with the son."

　　 Liang Yan has never been stupid since he was a child, but he didn't expect to be compared to a foolish fool today, and he naturally felt angry in his heart. However, he also knew that Mu Renxin was extremely pedantic. He was originally a person who couldn't speak, but he wasn't really insulting himself, so he forcibly pressed down the anger in his chest, and only secretly said in his heart:

　　 "The ghost wants to practice your martial arts, I will teach myself my "Tao Jian Jing"!"

　　 Liang Yan watched the Mu Renxin gradually go farther away in the courtyard, and went straight back to his room without any intention of practicing martial arts. He poured a cup of tea at the table and drank it, and was about to return to his position to meditate for luck, but suddenly heard a dumb voice from behind and said faintly:

　　 "The palm of your ‘scented fragrance’ just now~www.ltnovel.com~ If the palm is placed a little bit two inches from the bottom left, then this wooden man may not be so easy to deal with."

　　 Liang Yan was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly put down the tea cup in his hand, turned his head and looked at Ah-Dai, only to see that he was sitting cross-legged on the wooden bed, also looking towards him.

　　 "Oh? Dumb brother is also proficient in this secular martial arts?" Liang Yan asked curiously.

　　 Dumb shook his head and said, "Proficiency is not counted, it's just that there is a feeling in the dark. That's how it should be."

　　Since Ah-Dai became sober, the time Liang Yan spent with him was no different from being alone before. Except for Liang Yan who occasionally asked him a few verses in the "Tao Jian Jing", he would reply two sentences, but this dumb didn't say a word on weekdays. But I didn't expect to speak actively for the first time today, and he was actually talking about martial arts training. A genius remembers 噺バ一Chinese m.x/8/1/z/w.c/o/m/

　　 Liang Yan was intrigued for a while, and asked again: "Then, according to you, if I practice all my strength, and then play against this wooden man, what chance do I have?"

　　 Dumb shook his head and said, "There is nothing for half a minute."

　　 Liang Yan almost didn't squirt the tea out of his mouth when he heard it. He opened his mouth and asked unconvincedly: "Is my understanding so inadequate?"

After hearing this, Ah Dumb said indifferently, "This has nothing to do with comprehension. When the wooden man fights with you, he can always anticipate the enemy's first opportunity and make decisions. This is no longer in the category of ordinary martial arts, but a Kind of'work body'!"

　　 "Gong body?!" Liang Yan was stunned. This was the first time he heard someone talk about it.