The First Sword of the Earth

That night, Wang Sheng finally knew what the so-called side job Master was talking about.

It can be considered that I know what the two boxes of mineral water that I carried so hard to the mountain are for!

Under the dim light, Wang Sheng watched helplessly as his unrestrained master, using a soft brush, wrote the five characters of 'Holy Spring of Wudang Mountain' on the plastic bottle whose outer packaging had been stripped off. .

At that time, apart from raising his head and sighing, he didn't know what to say...

But let alone, the master actually sold more than ten bottles the next day, and the price of a bottle ranged from 20 yuan to 100 yuan.

Qing Yanzi is proficient in the five arts of Taoism, and he is still very proficient. He can tell the fate of this person at a glance. When he meets some arrogant pilgrims who don't care about money, he will occasionally ask for a lot of money.

At night, Qing Yanzi gave Wang Sheng some benefits.

With the help of a yellowed door lamp, Qing Yanzi demonstrated a set of introductory boxing techniques for Wang Sheng, with a total of seven or eight moves, allowing Wang Sheng to master each move proficiently in one night, including split moves and combined moves.

In fact, this boxing method is very simple, just a few movements need to be pondered. Wang Sheng barely managed to do it, but he felt hot all over his body, and the effect was really good.

So, under the smiling gaze of his senior sister, Wang Sheng punched and punched in the yard until the early hours of the morning.

In the end, all the senior sisters fell asleep leaning on the door panel, and Wang Sheng prepared to go back to the house thoughtfully...

"Senior sister, senior sister, go back to bed and sleep."

"Uh... oh."

In a daze, Mu Wanxuan responded, making Wang Sheng slightly taken aback.

——Senior sister can pronounce syllables other than 'um'?

But then, when he saw a young senior sister with blurred eyes and slightly pouted mouth turning back into the room, he couldn't help showing a fatherly smile.

It's nice to have a sister.

The problem is that the senior sister began to take off her clothes as soon as she climbed onto the kang...

Wang Sheng hurriedly dragged the chair into the room, closed the door, bolted it, and went back to his room.

Do not kiss indecently, do not look indecently.

The senior sister has no defenses against herself at all, and as a "prospective" junior, I can't just take advantage of the senior sister.

But having said that, she is eighteen years old, and the senior sister still looks like she hasn't entered puberty, and she hasn't even started wearing women's underwear yet, but is wearing a vest...

At this moment, a certain junior brother is obviously worried about whether his senior sister can turn into a 'fairy' after a year or two when her vitality begins to recover.

bed……

Wang Sheng fell on the bed, his whole body was sore and numb, he couldn't help but groaned a few times.

He also wanted to take this opportunity to meditate and practice the basic formula, but as soon as he had this idea, he fell asleep in a daze.

Not long after falling asleep, a figure came in from the outer room and said, "Are you still awake?"

Wang Sheng opened his eyes in a daze, saw that it was Master, thought it was a dream, so he yawned in response.

"Go to sleep, relax your body, I will stimulate your bones and activate your pulse."

Qing Yanzi laughed lightly, and Wang Sheng replied in a daze.

Qing Yanzi rolled up his sleeves, raised his sword finger, and pointed at Wang Sheng's body without haste.

Wang Sheng really woke up this time, and gasped in pain.

"Master..."

"Be patient, your body is too stiff, your meridians are blocked, it's a little late to start."

Qing Yanzi pressed both palms on Wang Sheng's left and right thighs, and gently stroked downwards. Wang Sheng felt a sudden numbness in the muscles and bones of his legs.

I don't know if it's his own illusion, but he feels that there is a hot and cold 'Qi' in Qing Yanzi's palm.

This should be the inner breath that martial arts practitioners pursue. The vitality of the earth has not yet recovered, but the master has achieved such an achievement through hard work since childhood.

Thinking of Master using this kind of hard-won inner breath to push his bones and activate his veins,

Wang Sheng couldn't help feeling a little warm in his heart.

After working hard for half an hour, Qing Yanzi also let out a sigh of relief.

"After all, you were charged a persuasion fee from your parents. If you can't hold on behind and cry and want to go home, you can't let you go back empty-handed."

After saying that, he drifted away, seeming to be in a good mood.

"Thank you, master! The disciple will definitely pass the entry test!"

Wang Sheng yelled in a low voice, then grinned, the circling drowsiness hit again, and he quickly closed his eyes and fell asleep.

It seems that Qing Yanzi doesn't want him to give up halfway.

Early the next morning, the boxing 'test' arrived as scheduled.

Fortunately, Wang Sheng also had ten years of experience in cultivating Taoism in his previous life. Although he didn't have any conditions at the time, he also spent some effort on 'wu'.

In the morning of the next day, a set of boxing techniques can be regarded as good enough to watch.

I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but Wang Sheng felt as light as a swallow after waking up, and his spirit was stronger than yesterday morning.

It should be the effect of Master helping me push my bones and activate my veins last night.

However, looking at Master and Senior Sister again, these two characters who could only appear in videos and hard drives in their previous lives...

I sighed dejectedly in my heart.

Now, I am still a little far away from them.

Can't relax, work hard.

In fact, Qing Yanzi was quite satisfied with Wang Sheng's performance, and encouraged him a few words:

"Yesterday was just for you to get used to it, and today I won't give you too much rest time. Although the pursuit of cultivation is tranquility and asceticism, it also focuses on diligence. It depends on your performance."

"Yes, disciple understands."

Although Qing Yanzi verbally said that he would be sharpened more, but he did not give him a task beyond his limit, it just made him exhausted and felt deeply tired.

However, for three days in a row, Wang Sheng did not complain at all, and endured with a grin on his face.

Once every three days, Qingyanzi helped Wang Sheng push the bone to activate the veins. After pushing the bone twice, Wang Sheng unexpectedly felt the approximate position of the meridians in his whole body.

After thinking about it carefully, I also understood what was going on - it was the remnants of the master's inner breath in my meridians.

Taking advantage of such a god-given opportunity, Wang Sheng continued to run the set of basic formulas. Although there was still no effect, the frequency and quality of the turbid air in the body were obviously improved.

The fly in the ointment is that this kind of improvement made the little senior sister who came to play with Wang Sheng in the morning hold her nose and roll her eyes...

Almost fainted several times.

...

In the blink of an eye, it was the day when my parents were leaving Wudang Mountain.

Because he had to send his parents away, Wang Sheng took half a day off and went down the mountain to accompany his parents to eat and go shopping.

When parting, the mother was always reluctant to let go, hugging Wang Sheng and refused to let go, and the father also lost face and said, "If there is anything wrong with what Dad did before, you can say it, and Dad will change it"...

But Wang Sheng just smiled and shook his head, secretly wiping the moisture from the corners of his eyes.

If you don't go up the mountain, you will be unwilling.

Desperate to go up the mountain, really hurt parents.

Wang Sheng didn't know what to say, and he didn't want to make a promise that was too far away.

He only knows that he needs strength, the strength to protect his family in the future.

While waiting for an online car-hailing service at the entrance of the hotel, Wang Sheng saw a fruit stand beside him. He ran over and bought a few catties of oranges, and gave them to his father, who likes to eat oranges, for them to take with them on the road.

This is the only way he can express his filial piety.

After sending his parents to the car, Wang Sheng felt a little empty in his heart, but he still smiled and waved his hands, sending them back to normal urban life.

Then, when the car started to move forward, regardless of the pedestrians coming and going around him, he knelt down to the rear of the car, kowtowed a few times, then turned around and picked up the two brand new luggage left by his parents Box, striding away towards the mountain.

Inside the suitcase are some snacks that Wang Sheng likes to eat, as well as the third batch of daily necessities.

Not to mention anything else, but the big bags of triangle and boxer underwear Wang Sheng's mother bought for him should be enough for him until next year...

jingle!

There were a few light rings from the mobile phone. When Wang Sheng returned to the small courtyard in the mountain, he looked down and saw a series of numbers in his coin purse. The tip of his nose felt a little sore.

"Are you back?" Qing Yanzi's voice came from the side, Wang Sheng seemed to wake up from a dream, wiped the corners of his eyes, and walked in with the suitcase.

"Master, should we change the courtyard gate?"

"Being a teacher is just a guest living in Wudang Mountains. You can do what you want when you come and go when you go."

Qing Yanzi looked at the sky, and said calmly: "There is still some time for sunset, your senior sister went to the back mountain to do laundry, and I should let you relax for half a day, you can go too."

"Thank you, Master!"

Wang Sheng bared his teeth and smiled. In fact, he has been overloaded these days, and he is also worried that his body will not be able to hold on.

Lifting the suitcase to the back room, Wang Sheng rolled his sleeves and ran towards a stream not far from the back mountain.

Qing Yanzi looked at the back of the apprentice he had picked up, chuckled, and heaved a sigh of relief, his eyes were a little complicated.

"Xiaoxuan is a girl after all, and there may be a day when she will get married. These things passed down by the patriarch must always be guarded by a male disciple... Alas, it has been thousands of years, the patriarch, generation after generation, in the end How long do we have to wait..."

Qing Yanzi jumped lightly, and stood on the broken wall of the small courtyard, with his hands behind his back, just in time to overlook the creek.

"Senior Sister, just let me come!"

From such a distance, the laughter of Wang Sheng and Mu Wanxuan came faintly, and they were floating in the wind, and they didn't know where they went.

...

Pushing the bones sixteen times, Wang Sheng spent the forty-seventh day after he went up the mountain in a remote courtyard at the back of Wudang Mountain.

September 2nd has already passed the day when the school officially starts, Wang Sheng has slightly longer hair than before going up the mountain, but there is no obvious change.

But Wang Sheng himself knew that with the help of his master Qing Yanzi, he had already begun to reborn!

Every day, he sends greetings to his parents, and he also plays a video with them once a week.

In addition to reassuring them, Wang Sheng is also constantly doing the work of his parents, so that he can stay on the mountain and practice less.

However, after more than a month of persuasion by parents, it still had no effect, and Wang Sheng gradually let it go.

They also found acquaintances in Wang Sheng's high school, and took a one-year suspension of school for Wang Sheng on the grounds that he was sick and went abroad to seek medical treatment.

The couple planned to come to Wudang Mountain to visit their son during the statutory holidays, and formally pay a formal visit to Wang Sheng's "martial arts instructor" Qing Yanzi.

——When explaining to my parents, it is more convenient and convincing to use the reason of "obsessed with martial arts".

In the evening of that day, Wang Sheng and his master and senior sister finished dinner in the small courtyard, cleaned up the dishes diligently, ran to the corner to brush their teeth, and excitedly went to practice the third set of basic boxing techniques that the master taught him, but was caught Qing Yanzi shouted...

"The entry-level honing has passed, and you have performed well. I want to ask you a question today. Wang Sheng, do you want to become a teacher?"

Wang Sheng was taken aback for a moment, then nodded quickly, and was speechless for a while.

The sense of satisfaction that more than a month of hard work was not in vain made him almost cry...

"Tomorrow, the teacher will invite a Taoist master to come to testify and teach you the Dharma. You will get up early tomorrow morning, take a bath with incense, and officially enter the door at noon."

"Thank you, Master!"

Wang Sheng bent his legs, knelt down and kowtowed to Qing Yanzi, but Qing Yanzi smiled and sideways to dodge, obviously he had never formally started, and he did not receive Wang Sheng's worship.

The senior sister on the side held her chin and blinked her eyes, as if she understood that she, a quasi-junior, would soon become a real junior, she immediately smiled and rolled her big eyes...