Yang Sanlang had no dreams all night, and when he got up the next morning, he felt refreshed. He ran to the valley schoolyard early, first running around the wooden stakes to warm up, and then practiced the dodging body technique. The so-called "body technique" taught by Guan Dashi was really not mysterious, but he took flexibility as the key to stabilize the lower plate and move around the stakes quickly. Pay a little attention to breathing methods during the speed to prevent stagnation.

Speaking of which, after he started standing on the stance that day, he woke up the next day and felt pain all over and could hardly sit up. Yang Sanlang thought that when he was young, he had learned some fist moves with Guan Dashi's father. Later, he became lazy and did not practice much, but most of them forgot. This time, he started learning from Guan Dashi again, but he regretted it most. Guan Dashi taught him so much, but later he didn't hesitate to take a stick and beat Yang Sanlang and Niu Chong out of the hut, and continued to stand in the valley schoolyard. He stood for more than ten days.

Yang Sanlang was thinking this way, Guan Dashi walked towards the valley schoolyard, followed by Niu Chong, and smiled from afar: "Brother Sanlang! As soon as he went to your hut, Qiu Niang said that you got up and came out, so we went directly to the schoolyard to look for you. If you dare to be late, you should stand an extra incense stick of horse stance." Yang Sanlang bowed and said that he would never dare. When he got closer, he asked quietly: "How was last night?" Although Niu Chong had already held the stone spear and put on his posture, his ears also stood up, and he could not hold back his narrow-mindedness.

Yang Sanlang was happy and quite proud: "Qiu Niang answered!"

Guan Dashi also excitedly slapped Yang Sanlang on the shoulder: "Okay! OK! Brother Sanlang, congratulations first..." Yang Sanlang was staggered. Hearing his loud voice, he said this again, and hurriedly stepped on it and pressed Guan Dashi's mouth.

Niu Chong also cheered: "I congratulate Brother Sanlang too!" Yang Sanlang was helpless. The three brothers joked for a while before starting today's practice.

Guan Dashi also explained the practice methods of bow studs, thrusts, golden roosters, etc. to the two of them in detail. Seeing that they did not understand everything, they demonstrated it a few more times. Only after they got the key points and started practicing attentively. From this day on, the three of them practiced in the morning and evening was extended to two hours, getting up earlier and going to bed later.

Guan Dashi is on the side of the house. In addition to practicing some tricks of knives, guns, spears and halberds, he practices body skills around the wooden stakes. Today, he didn't know when a large stone of 300 kilograms was brought in, and sometimes picked up and sometimes flipped, as if he was doing strength practice. After tossing the big stone, he took a rope as thick as an arm from the hut, tied it to the wooden stake, holding it firmly with both hands, turning his shoulders, as if he was falling over the shoulder, and repeated it.

Yang Sanlang and Niu Chong had already stood three ways of horse stance, lunge and pounce. When they reached the Golden Rooster Stump, they couldn't stand steadily. They didn't last long, and then they dispersed. Guan Dashi didn't talk nonsense. He picked up a stone spear and whipped it on the butts of the two. Yang Sanlang suddenly jumped up in pain, and Niu Chong rolled all over the ground. Guan Dashi knew that his strength was not heavy, and most of the two bluffed. Such continuous supervision and encouragement, the Golden Rooster Stump finally stood steadily on the fifth day of the first lunar month. Yang Sanlang and Niu Chong were quite content.

Guan Dashi also changed his technique. Whenever the two of them stood and their legs were shaking, Guan Dashi would hit the bend of their knees with a stone spear, which made the two men wail and wail...

On the morning of the ninth day of the first lunar month, the three of them returned from the training ground in the valley schoolyard and had some food in Yang Sanlang's house. Lu Qiuniang coaxed Guan Hu'er and occasionally hummed some songs to tease him.

Guan Dashi took the lead and put down his bowls and chopsticks: "Brother Sanlang! Today, the three of us must go to Shangqing Temple. On the first day of the lunar month, Zhenren Gongsun had already sent Daotong to say it. It depends on what he had to do. In addition, it should also ask Zhenren to calculate auspicious day for the Taoist temple and ask for some flowers and other things from the Taoist temple. It is important to do the good things of Brother Sanlang and Sister Qiu Niang as soon as possible." After hearing this, Qiuniang's face turned red in an instant, and she hugged Guan Hu'er and entered the inner room. Yang Sanlang choked in his throat with a mouthful of porridge and coughed for a long time before he recovered.

Guan Dashi smiled and said, "Let's set off now, go and go back early!" The three of them led their horses and rushed to Cuiyun Peak.

When Shangqing Temple was reached, it was already past. The three of them were not very polite and went straight into the temple. Gongsun Zhenren was talking about things with five or six young men in the courtyard.

The three of them leaned over, and Zhenren Gongsun stopped, nodded to them, and then said, "Now the thief leader An Lushan has been appointed as the emperor in Luoyang. The subordinates of the thief have the intention of invading Shaanxi County in the west. It is really ambition! In these days, I have sent elite Taoists one after another, one to spy on the thief's love, and the other to settle the refugees. However, although the refugees are afraid and anxious and eager to survive, they are not easy to persuade them to go to the mountains for a while, but most of them want to seek refuge. Some of them are originally a ranger and a thief in Luoyang City, who have taken advantage of the chaos to gather and rob the refugees, and have been dispersed by Taoists in my Guanzhong. But what I practice Taoists do is ultimately a drop in the bucket. If I really want to use the right way to help the people, it is better to guide them according to the situation."

Guan Dashi and others could hear it, and they all expressed their wish to hear it. Gongsun Zhenren stroked the gray beard: "The donors are all talented and righteous men who have been in contact with Guanzhong every day, and now they are hidden in the nearby mountains. The old Taoist thought it would be better to work on their own and divert the refugees in Guanzhong. They also selected the strong people from the refugees, secretly recruited them as a group training, and strictly regulated them. When the situation is improving, they can serve the country and be loyal to them, and retreat can be enough to protect themselves... All these are the methods that the old Taoist can think of intact his own mind." After Gongsun Zhenren finished speaking, the men in front of him fell into a brief silence. The real person said, "The saints of the Tang Dynasty all respected the Tao, and although they were small in despised, they had received talismans. All the righteous deeds, the Taoist should participate in it to make a name for themselves. If there are doubts, the Taoist did not force it, but could go by himself."

Seeing that Master Gongsun was sincere, everyone was clear about the pros and cons of advancing and retreating, so they did not doubt that he was there and agreed. The old Taoist waved the whisk and nodded to a young Taoist beside him. The young Taoist entered from the small door of the side of Ziji Palace, and soon led a group of refugees out and stood in the courtyard. There were about fifty or sixty people, including women, children, young and old, and strong laborers, with all their eyes full of panic.

Gongsun Zhenren sighed: "Heaven and earth are not kind, and the soldiers are in trouble, and all things are straw dogs. I am so despised that I have weak power and cannot protect all villagers. I apologize here!" After speaking, I bowed to the refugees, "Now there are several righteous men in Mangshan here, so I can lead the villagers to settle in the mountains and avoid the war disasters for the time being. Please go back alone."

Among the refugees, there were also old men who were well-versed in the matter and stood up and bowed: "We are wearing plain clothes and we are in a hurry to get here, which has caused trouble for the Taoist priest. The Taoist priest's arrangement is perfect. The young and old man thanked the Taoist priest for taking in the family!" After that, he leaned down and bowed, and three or four people behind him also bowed, as if they were family members.

Seeing this, the other refugees bowed down and thanked Gongsun Zhenren. Gongsun Zhenren hurriedly helped the old man up and called the Taoist to help the refugees to speak. The Taoist farewell to the refugees and said some comforting words. When Guan Dashi and other eight or nine men saw this scene, they were both touched and sighed, but some of their eyes were also red and wet.

After some explanation, the refugees divided several shares and followed the heroes to go down the mountain separately. Before leaving, Guan Dashi grabbed a familiar Taoist and reported the birthdays of Yang Sanlang and Lu Qiuniang to him. The Taoist smiled and calculated briefly, and said that the day of the New Year was an auspicious day.

Guan Dashi thanked him again and again, begged for a red candle and stuffed it to Yang Sanlang. The two led the refugees down Cuiyun Peak, and then pulled the horses to lead the way. They immediately sat on the old woman with inconvenient legs and feet, and a few young children, followed by more than a dozen refugees. The horses were rushing at the end to prevent anyone from leaving alone.

When we arrived in the valley, it was already dark. The refugees used the dim skylight to distinguish the several huts beside the valley streams, and then they felt a little bit in their hearts. They got closer and stopped one after another.

Guan Dashi and Yang Sanlang first helped the old woman and the child off the horse before they made some distributions on how everyone rested that night: two women holding the baby were squeezed together with Qiu Niang, Guan Hu'er, and for a few nights; Yang Sanlang cleaned up the hut under the air after Ma Zhong left for a while for other women and children to rest; the rest of the old and young men rested in Guan Dashi and Ma Chong's hut.
Chapter completed!