The same scene also appeared in the homes of several other teenagers in the same village.

A simple thing seems to bring a different change to every young man. Something called filial piety seems to emerge from the bottom of their hidden hearts.

Throughout the five thousand years of Chinese history, the word filial piety appears throughout.

A gentleman's behavior is to practice filial piety and brotherhood, and to observe good and evil.

A young man with a filial heart always has a clear heart and a sense of good and evil. A filial young man is never too bad.

The dew is deep in September.

On the mountain road at five o'clock in the morning, the mountain fog has not dispersed and a cool breeze is blowing.

The winding and deep mountain path, a sudden rock standing proudly on the cliff, covers the entire foot of the mountain.

A young man in single clothes stands proudly on it, eyes closed, remaining standing, waiting for the sunrise.

Time passed by towards the sunrise, and there was still no one in the mountains. However, there was no trace of anxiety on Gu Yi's face. He stood quietly, feeling his own breathing and the ups and downs of his body. The energy and strength were in his body.

The gathering and dispersing flow.

The mountain wind was flowing, and a figure on the mountainside trail in the distance suddenly broke through the mountain fog and appeared on this side of the mountain.

The young man glanced ahead, and Gu Yi, who was standing on the rock, came into his sight immediately. He looked happy, pulled his school bag, and walked towards Gu Yi.

At this time, just a few minutes after five o'clock, the young man's appearance seemed to be the trigger of the fire. After a while, several figures behind him rushed out of the thick fog and chased the young man and Gu Yi.

Sensing the movement on the mountain road, Gu Yi also slowly woke up from his stance.

Seeing several teenagers running from the top of the hill, Gu Yi smiled knowingly. The leader was Chen Tao.

Several people quickly ran to Gu Yi, and the agreed time was half past five.

Gu Yi nodded. Counting Chen Tao, there were seven people here. They were all people who participated in the fight yesterday, and all of them had bruises and swollen faces.

Chen Tao and others also looked at each other at their companions present, with a little understanding and a little regret in their eyes.

Maybe the remaining people who didn't come here just couldn't let go of their youthful, frivolous and ridiculous face, and refused to bow their heads in front of their parents, so they missed this opportunity.

I also missed an opportunity for my own growth, and this growth will create a growing gap between the two in the coming years.

Perhaps, from now on, they will be people from two different worlds, leading lives at different levels.

"Very good. I didn't expect seven of you to come. I believe you already understand the real purpose of asking you to wash your parents' feet."

"The word filial piety has existed since ancient times and is also the most deeply-rooted emotion in the hearts of our Chinese people."

"I said that when you learn martial arts, you are learning the art of killing. Since it is the art of killing, it will inevitably make people confused."

"On the road to martial arts, you need not only blood, but also a sense of touch. He can make you go further, and at the same time, it can keep you clear when you are lost." Gu Yi looked at the group of teenagers in front of him and looked at themselves.

He opened his mouth and looked at the distant clouds with distant eyes.

"Thanks!"

"Even if you don't teach me boxing, I should still thank you." Chen Tao said sincerely.

"Thank you! So do we." Several other teenagers around Chen Tao also said the same.

"It goes without saying thank you. It's enough if you can learn Bajiquan well and pass on this national martial art." Gu Yi knew what the young men meant, but he smiled and didn't care.

He may not be a saint, but he has the ambition to educate the world, but he is also willing to do his best to change the people and things that have happened in his life.

Of course, teaching them the eighth-level boxing also has another purpose. The eighth-level boxing is very important in actual combat, and Gu Yi also needs to constantly fight with others and have someone give him tricks.

In a peaceful society, Gu Yi cannot find people to fight and spar with each other all day long. The best way at this time is naturally to have a group of people to learn and grow with him.

"I still don't know all of your names, so please introduce yourselves." It's been too long, and if I didn't leave a deep impression on you in my previous life, and if I didn't have any interactions with each other later, they will naturally be blurred in my memory.

"Chen Tao"

"Chen Gong"

"Chen Shou"

"Chen Mo"

"Chen Lin"

"Chen Chuang"

"Chen Chong"

The seven people introduced each other, and their images became clear in Gu Yi's mind one by one. The surname Chen is the common surname in Shantouling, and it is natural that all seven of them are surnamed Chen. Among them, Chen Gong and Chen Shou are brothers.

"I'm Gu Yi, I live at the foot of the mountain." Gu Yi pointed to the foot of the mountain and said.

Young people can become friends after simply introducing themselves.

Young man, a dragon, a tiger and a tiger, has his own style, the morning breeze and the autumn dew are nothing to mention.

A group of teenagers, led by Gu Yi, tossed and jumped and exhaled in the cool morning breeze and dim light.

For the eighth-level boxing, proficiency with bow and horse is the basic skill, which requires long-term accumulation. The eighth-level small frame is a routine, which requires diligent practice in the hands.

Practicing martial arts and boxing is not something that can be accomplished in a day. All Gu Yi can do is to introduce the martial arts. As for personal practice, it all depends on the individual to what extent he can reach in the future and how many achievements he can achieve.

When a person is devoted to something, time will always pass faster.

In the blink of an eye, the sky has dawned, the morning light is shining, and the morning fog in the mountains seems to have been weakened.

On the paths in the mountains, people of the older generation appeared one after another, walking leisurely with hoes on their backs.

"Shan Wazi, you are so energetic and strong!" When passing by Gu Yi and the others, the old people did not hesitate to express their praises.

"Thank you, old man!" Gu Yi said humbly.

At a quarter past six o'clock, two beautiful figures appeared in sight on the mountain road. They were Lin Zi and Yang Luan, followed by two or three young men from the village.

The two women arrived much earlier than the agreed time. They didn't have to wait for Gu Yi to come home for breakfast, so they could go out early.

From a distance, a group of people saw Gu Yi and others practicing boxing on the rocks in the distance.

He exhaled loudly and moved vigorously, which made the young people in the same village feel passionate and envious.

"Brother Gu Yi! Breakfast, it's time for breakfast." Lin Zi from afar began to shout loudly, running towards Gu Yi briskly, holding the breakfast made by Gu Yi's grandma, egg and whole grain pancakes, in a flash.

Behind her, Yang Luan, who was wearing blue trousers and a white T-shirt, followed quickly. He was carrying mung bean porridge, and he didn't dare to walk too fast for fear of shaking out.

"Okay, let's stop here today and continue tomorrow."

"Go to school first. I won't go with you. Go back and practice more by yourself and practice more basic skills." Gu Yi called to Chen Tao and others behind him to stop, warned him, and jumped off the rock.

Walked towards Yang Luan and others.

"Let's go!" Chen Tao and others looked at each other and made up their minds.

On the journey of practicing martial arts, once you enter this door, from then on, there will be no distinction between spring, autumn, cold and heat, regardless of the four seasons.
Chapter completed!