For the next two days, Li Muchan stayed in this room, doing exercises and breathing to heal his injuries, and quietly watching this small village. They were all hunters and farmers, working every day and resting at sunset, peaceful and peaceful.
Xiang.
The bear-like young man's name was Zartai. This was originally his house. After it was taken over by Li Muchan, he lived in the wing. Fortunately, it was summer. Although the wing was simple, it contained firewood and some work supplies.
Even though most of the people in this small village are farmers and hunters, the folk customs are strong. Every morning, the young people in the village go to the threshing floor at the east end of the village to practice threshing.
achievement.
In Li Muchan's view, their Kung Fu was very superficial, just simple boxing, kicking, and kicking. There were no subtle moves, they were just simple and capable, but their power was not weak.
However, compared to the martial arts that Li Muchan learned, it was far less sophisticated and was several levels behind. The level was about the same as Sanda in later generations.
These martial arts are effective against ordinary people, but they are not effective against martial arts masters. They are simply beaten and can only win with brute force, which cannot be called exquisite.
Li Muchan didn't say much, he just observed silently in the dark, becoming familiar with everything around him. When he first entered an unfamiliar environment, it was proper to talk less, do less, and see more and listen more.
He has been doing exercises and breathing exercises without leaving home for the past two days. It seems that he has been lying down to recuperate. There is nothing unusual, but he is doing exercises.
He didn't get up to meditate and sit cross-legged, assuming a unique posture. To him, the posture was insignificant and did not affect the effect of practicing the practice. It was just a habit. Sitting cross-legged was the most comfortable.
He had just entered an unfamiliar environment. Although the family was friendly and kind-hearted, he still did not let down his guard. He did not want to be seen as strange or attract attention. He knew human nature very well and was never afraid of malicious speculation.
Don't trust others too much.
In this family, the old couple works as farmers, and the young man is a hunter. He teams up with the young men in the village and goes hunting in the mountains together.
Li Muchan had seen the prey he brought back, and it was indeed not an animal he had seen before. It looked like a rabbit but was huge, as if it had been enlarged four or five times, and it could be used as a horse.
Li Muchan became more and more certain that this place should be the fairyland that Leng Zihan said. It was rich in spiritual energy, and he could advance quickly through practicing it. One day was worth several days.
And his spirit strengthened again
The internal energy is running faster, and the result is twice the result with half the effort, but within two days, it has returned to its original state, and there is even a trace of improvement.
But it's a pity that this is not the west of the Snow Mountain. It can't break the Moyuan Zhendao Jue, and it can't be improved to the next level. I don't know what the martial arts here is like.
Is Dong Chu more subtle?
These are not the most important
What he is happiest about is the Infinite Light Luminous Sutra. His Infinite Light Luminous Sutra can indeed break through the barrier and transmit his thoughts to the minds of women.
This Sutra of Infinite Light and the Mingming is really powerful. Before he left for the Snowy Mountains, he taught the Sutra of Infinite Light and the Mingming to the girls. It was just intuition. Now it seems that his intuition is really accurate.
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early morning
In the small courtyard, Li Muchan came out slowly
There was a well in the yard, and the old man was washing his face by the well. When he saw him coming out, he smiled and said, "How did you sleep, Mr. Li?"
Li Muchan smiled and nodded: "It's good. Uncle Fu didn't sleep, okay?"
Last night, the two old men quarreled again. The old woman was talking too much.
The rich man was so annoyed that he drank a few times and almost hit someone.
But the old woman was discerning. When she saw that he was really annoyed, she immediately shut up and lay down to sleep.
Li Muchan didn't use the Eye of the Void, but he heard all the sounds around him and found them very interesting.
Seeing the couple, he thought of his parents. Before going to Daxue Mountain, he went home to visit his parents. They really couldn't get used to living in Canghai Mountain, so they moved back.
However, his second sister was there, and the protection of the Snow Seal Goddess was more effective than any other expert. He was not worried about the safety of his second sister, and there was also the existence of Mei Mansion.
Their family's name was Fu, and he didn't know Uncle Fu's name, but the name Fuzartai was a bit weird, and his body shape didn't match his name.
The rich old man shook his head and smiled bitterly, and sighed: "This prodigal woman is really annoying. Didn't she disturb Mr. Li's sleep?"
Li Muchan shook his head and said with a smile: "Fu Bo, you don't need to see anyone outside."
After Li Muchan woke up, he thanked his family, and later found out that he was unconscious by the river. The old horse in the yard found him, and they picked him up.
Their family was poor and had no money to hire a doctor. Fortunately, he woke up on his own.
Li Muchan learned the words here in one day. He has his own mind. As his spirit becomes stronger and more sophisticated, he can directly read other people's memories. The language here does not need to be learned, it is directly imprinted on his own mind. It only takes one day.
This is because his mouth is slowly adapting to the unique way of pronunciation.
Ever since he woke up, the rich old man treated him with great respect, as if he was his savior, which was completely reversed.
Li Muchan was surprised, but after seeing through his mind, he realized that the rich old man was quite knowledgeable. When he saw that his demeanor was different from ordinary people, he knew that he was a big shot, so he did not dare to neglect him.
Li Muchan secretly smiled, the saying that people become mature with age is indeed true, this rich old man is indeed very knowledgeable and he noticed something strange about himself.
Although the old woman didn't see it, she was kind-hearted. Although her family was not rich, it was difficult to leave one person to do the cooking. She didn't say anything about driving Li Muchan away. She just complained that the rich old man was incompetent and could not support the family. This was what the two of them did last night.
It got noisy.
The old man asked: "Is your health feeling better, sir?"
Li Muchan nodded: "Much better, thank you, uncle.
"Haha, I should, I should." The rich old man waved his hands hurriedly.
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Li Muchan glanced at the stables in the southeast corner and said with a smile:
I'm going out to get some fresh air and go for a walk."
"No, no, sir, don't worry about it," the rich old man said hurriedly.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "In any case, it can be regarded as my savior. I should take good care of it. That's it."
"Okay, then it's up to you sir," the rich old man said with a smile.
As he spoke, he picked up a towel and wiped his face, walked into the stable and pulled out a maroon horse. It had a tall frame, two or three minutes taller than the horses Li Muchan had seen. Its fur was smooth, its muscles and bones were strong, but its eyes were sharp.
Gentle and not at all arrogant.
Li Muchan praised: "What a horse!"
"It is indeed a good horse, but it is a pity that it is injured and old. It can no longer be used, so it can only be kept." The rich old man touched the horse's forehead, sighed and shook his head.
Li Mu Chan Tao
"Is it a war horse?"
The rich old man was startled and asked in surprise: "What is a war horse?"
Li Muchan used his mind to sense it and immediately knew that he had said the wrong thing. There was no such thing as war horses in this world. He smiled and said, "Are they the horses used by warriors?"
He knew that there were warriors here, but he didn't know the details. People here didn't know much about them, they only knew about warriors.
The rich old man shook his head: "I don't know, maybe, but this is a horse from the Montessori Racecourse. If it's not injured, we can't afford it!"... If not for that damn kid who insisted on buying it!
No, I can’t bear to buy it either!”
"It is indeed a good horse, very lovable!" Li Muchan nodded, knowing that Zartai liked horses, and would wash the old horse every day. No matter how tired he was, he would never delay, and he was very precious to this old horse.
The rich old man shook his head and sighed: "What's the use of looking good? He can't work. This damn boy would rather pull the plow by himself every time than use a horse. I don't care about him anymore, old man!"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Young man, let him alone. I'm out, rich uncle."
He reached out and took the reins, smiled and patted the horse's neck, then let go of the reins and walked in front. The horse naturally followed him and stepped out of the threshold.
The rich old man saw that the horse was so obedient and followed Li Muchan naturally. He shook his head and felt puzzled and couldn't help but admired it. He was indeed not an ordinary person.
At this time, all the young men in the village were practicing the Gong Gong on the threshing floor at Dongtou, while he walked south, downhill, and soon reached the slope beside the river.
The slope is not steep and the grass is green. Several horses are gnawing on the grass. When they hear the noise, they all raise their heads and look over, and then continue to gnaw on the grass.
Li Muchan patted the bay red horse. The red horse went to the river first to drink some water and then lowered its head to nibble grass. Li Muchan sat under a tree nearby and looked at the surrounding scenery.
This tree is also a bit weird. It looks like a pine tree, but it is different and smells fresher. As soon as Li Muchan smells it, he knows that the green fragrance exuding from this tree has the effect of repelling mosquitoes.
He leaned against the tree and slowly closed his eyes, thinking about his plan.
Nine times out of ten, this is the fairyland that Leng Zihan mentioned. However, looking at the people here, not everyone is good at martial arts. It seems that the majority are not martial arts.
He doesn't know where his martial arts is in this world, but he needs to experience it. This small village is very peaceful and he likes it very much, but he won't live there forever.
He has not yet reached the age of retirement and still has many days to live. What he needs most is to find his way back. He does not want to stay alone in this world without his parents, brothers, sisters and other relatives around him.
Moreover, he also wants to see the martial arts in this world, maybe he can find a way to improve himself. Logically speaking, the martial arts in this world should be more prosperous, because the spiritual energy here is rich, and there may be gods.
He brought this old horse here just to let it lead the way to where he originally appeared, and then see if he could find his way home.
After eating grass for a while, Li Muchan came to the red horse, gently placed his right palm on its forehead, and used his mind to convey his thoughts.
The horse neighed lightly, turned and walked to the west, crossed the small river, went uphill at first, then entered a forest, stopped at a certain place, then paved the ground with its hooves, and turned to look at him.
Li Muchan knew that it was pointing to this place, but he frowned. There was nothing strange here. There was no barrier, unlike the one in the Snowy Mountains.
He slowly walked around the place it pointed to, circle after circle, but still found nothing, so he had no choice but to give up.
His intuition told him that there was nothing to do here. It was not the way home. There was no need to waste his efforts. If he wanted to go home, he needed to find another way.
Li Muchan was not discouraged, because there was another way, which was the Blue Lake. The Blue Lake led to this world, and he could naturally return to the Blue Lake.
As long as he finds the Feng family, he can find his way home, but the top priority is not to go to the Feng family, but to improve himself and understand the martial arts in this world.
If martial arts were prosperous in this world, and I was just an inferior master in it, wanting to go to the Feng family would be nothing more than a dream.
He thought for a while, shook his head and returned, with the red horse following him, strolling back to the river one by one. Just as he was about to go back, he happened to meet Fuzartai.
His face was bruised and depressed, and he was beating the tree with hatred, causing the tree that Li Muchan was leaning on to shake. However, there was no frown on his face, as if his hands were made of stone.
The red horse hissed softly. Fuzartai turned his head and looked over. When he saw Li Muchan, he immediately scratched his head in embarrassment and bowed and saluted: "Mr. Li!"
Li Muchan smiled and looked at Fuzartai. Although he was as strong and tall as a giant bear, there was still a bit of childishness between his eyebrows, and he was still a young man.
"Zartai, what's wrong?" Li Muchan came closer, sat under the tree and asked with a smile.
The red horse leaned its head towards him warmly.
Rubbing Fuzartai's chest gently
As if to comfort him, Li Muchan sighed in admiration, no wonder Zartai took it as his lifeblood, this horse was indeed very spiritual and seemed to be able to understand Zartai's expression.
"Nothing." Fuzartai replied in a dull voice, touching the red horse's head warmly and playing with it. After a while, a smile appeared on his bruised face.
Li Muchan smiled, he was really a child
smile
"Zartai, how old are you this year?"
"I'll be eighteen during the Chinese New Year!" Fuzartai replied.
He saw that his father was very respectful to Li Muchan, so he followed suit, but he didn't know what he was capable of, it was just polite.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "You are eighteen, and you are really a young man. Did you get into a fight with someone?"
"Yeah." Fuzartai hesitated.
When he looked into Li Muchan's eyes, he couldn't lie and nodded in shame.
Li Muchan smiled and had warm eyes
But with a power that penetrates the heart, it shines directly into Fuzartai's heart.
So that he can't tell lies.
Li Muchan said: "Did you suffer a loss?"
"Tegu didn't fare well either. I punched him in the eye, hehe!" Fuzartai snorted, quite unconvinced.
Li Muchan nodded, said nothing more, and said with a smile: "Go back and get a hot egg and roll it around. It will be fine tomorrow. It's no big deal."
"Yes." Fuzartai responded dully, then raised his head and asked: "Sir, where are you from and why did you come to our village?"
Li Muchan shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I seem to be injured, I don't remember anything, I don't know where I came from or why I came.
"That's it
..." Fuzartai said: "Then how do you go back?"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Let's see after a while, maybe it will slowly regain its strength."
"Well, sir, you are a good person, you will be fine." Fuzartai smiled honestly.
Li Muchan asked: "When you go hunting, are there many wild animals on the mountain?"
"Well!" The smile on Fuzartai's face disappeared and he said seriously: "Sir, you must be careful and don't go into the woods. These beasts are very vicious!"
Li Muchan nodded. He had seen these ferocious beasts through the Eye of the Void. They were as big as lions and tigers, and their speed and strength were extremely powerful. They were not inferior to martial arts masters. They hunted in groups, with at least ten people in a team.
If you dare to enter the woods, if there are less than ten people, your life will be in danger.
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Li Muchan asked: "How far is it from the nearby town?"
He had heard the rich old man say that this horse was bought in the town, and it must not be far from here.
"A hundred miles or so," Fuzartai said.
Li Muchan raised his eyebrows: "So far?"
Fuzartai said: "It's too far!"... When we go to the town, we have to leave before dawn. We can't arrive until noon, have a meal and then come back, and we can't come back until midnight. We are so exhausted from the trip!"
Li Muchan smiled and said, "Next time you go to town, take me with you."
"Is your illness cured, sir?" Fuzartai asked.
Li Muchan nodded: "Almost."
Fuzartai looked at Li Muchan and shook his head: "Looking at Mr.'s body, I'm afraid he won't be able to go to town. You won't be able to bear the rush. I'm like me. I've been running around for so many years. I can't even go there."
I'm terribly tired, sir."
Li Muchan smiled and said, "You're too young for me."
"Sir, is he a warrior?" Fuzartai suddenly asked.
Li Muchan was startled
He smiled and said: "How can you see it?"...But I have forgotten it."
"It seems that sir is not." Fuzartai shook his head in disappointment and sighed: "There are two warriors in the town, both of them are very powerful, and they are not very similar to sir."
"Are there warriors in this town?" Li Muchan raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Are they very powerful?"
"Of course they are powerful!" Fuzartai's eyes suddenly shone and he said excitedly: "They can break stones with one punch, let alone people? No matter how powerful the beast is, it will be in front of them.
You can’t even block a punch!”
Li Muchan smiled and said: "So powerful? Only two?"
"Two is not enough?!" Fuzartai's eyes widened and he said, "Only Master Cai can afford to hire warriors. One is enough. I guarantee that no one will dare to offend Cai Ji's shop!"
Li Muchan nodded and said, "Well, I'd like to see it first."
"Okay, as long as sir can walk!" Fuzartai nodded and glanced at the old horse: "It's a pity that Fireball can't ride it.
Otherwise, it will only take a while to get to the town!"
Li Muchan looked at the red horse and said with a smile: "Is it called Fireball?"
"Well, I picked it. Does it sound good?" Fuzartai asked proudly.
Li Muchan laughed and nodded: "It's funny, fireball..."
This name is really vulgar, but look at Fuzartai’s proud expression.
He really couldn't say much.
The two were talking and laughing
After a while, the two returned home with the fireball. When they saw Fuzartai with a bruised nose and face, the old couple didn't say much, as if they didn't see it.
As young men in the village, fighting is commonplace and is not worth mentioning. In their hearts, if a man cannot fight,
It's really unmanly and too weak.
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Early the next morning, Li Muchan was walking his horse by the river, sitting by the river and watching the fish. The fish here were the same as in his original world. Just when he was enjoying watching, Fuzartai took heavy steps.
He came over with a bang, his upper body was naked, there were bruises on his chest, and his face, which had been swollen, became swollen again.
It's more serious than last time, like steamed buns rising.
Li Muchan turned back
She looked him up and down and shook her head: "Why is it neither light nor heavy? Is it too harsh?"
Fuzartai looked depressed, lowered his head and said nothing, and went straight to the tree, beating it hard enough to make the tree tremble and make his hands bleed.
Li Muchan stood up, patted the grass clippings on his body, walked up and patted his shoulder: "Okay, Zartai, he didn't take advantage this time, did he?"
"I didn't fight well this time, and I was held down by Tegu for a long time." Fuzartai punched the tree with hatred, and didn't even notice that his fist was bleeding.
"What a loss." Li Muchan shook his head, clapped his hands and said with a smile, "That's it, I'll teach you two moves."
"You teach me two moves?" Fuzartai turned to look over.
Li Muchan smiled and said, "Why, don't you believe I can teach you?"
"Well, I wonder if you know martial arts?" Fuzartai asked in surprise.
Li Muchan nodded and said, "I know a little bit about it, can you practice it?"
"Practice! Practice!" Fuzartai was overjoyed and said hurriedly: "Sir, are you really a warrior?"
Li Muchan shook his head: "I really don't remember. Okay, tell me about the situation when you fought with him before."
Fuzartai nodded hurriedly, and then started making gestures. He looked dumbfounded and couldn't remember anything else, but he could remember the moves clearly. Maybe he was too impressed.
Li Muchan——Guidance, explain in detail, how to break this move, how to break this move, Fuzartai's moves with his opponent are superficial and have no structure. In Li Muchan's eyes, they are naturally full of loopholes and can be easily used.
But he wants to find the simplest method, the easiest to remember, and the one that can be easily used according to Fuzartai's habits.
Li Muchan finally taught Fu Zhaertai a form. It was extremely simple, yet extremely powerful. It was a form that condensed the essence, and it was not difficult to practice.
Fuzartai learned it quickly, and Li Muchan discovered that he was very talented in martial arts. He didn't look like a smart person, but he learned the moves very quickly.
After the practice session, Fuzhartai hurriedly urged him to go back. The two returned home with the fireball, and Fuzhartai couldn't wait to practice in the yard, sweating profusely from practice.
Li Muchan smiled and shook his head, returned to his room, picked up a book and read it. There were a total of ten books in the room, which Fuzartai had borrowed with great difficulty.
Fuzartai didn't go out during the day, so he practiced a style taught by Li Muchan in the yard. He practiced it a little crazy and mastered some of its subtleties.
Although this style is simple, it contains endless changes and is easy to learn. However, it is not that simple to truly understand its beauty. It requires actual combat and hard practice.
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Li Muchan took a book of Fang Wu Zhi and read it slowly. He was not in a hurry to leave the small village. He wanted to practice for a while and slowly cultivate his temperament so that no one would notice anything strange.
The aura of this world is rich, and the temperament of people is different from that of the original world. Although Li Muchan has restrained his spirit, he would be ordinary and ordinary in the original world, and would not attract attention when walking among the crowd.
But in this world, he cannot be like this. What was ordinary has become extraordinary. He is completely different from the temperament of ordinary people in this world. It is extremely eye-catching, so the rich old man can tell at a glance that he is not an ordinary person.
Li Muchan wanted to change his temperament and blend in with the people around him so that no one would notice anything strange, so that he could go out and understand the world with confidence.
This local history records some customs and geography, which is most needed for him, and he reads it with gusto as if it were an unofficial history novel.
In the evening, footsteps sounded outside. The rich old man and the old woman went home. They scolded Fuzartai. Today is not a hunting day. He should go to help them work, but there is no one there and he can't go home.
I went to find him, angry and anxious.
Fuzartai was silent, still practicing that pose. He had become obsessed with it. Every move he made was completely integrated into this pose, and he was obsessed with it.
The more he practiced, the more comfortable he became and the more engaged he became, unable to stop at all.
In the end, the old couple muttered a few words, but when Fuzartai ignored him, they had no choice but to shut up. They went back to their houses to do their own things. The old woman started to cook dinner, and the old man fed the chickens. The smoke soon drifted into the small room.
The courtyard is surrounded by a strong atmosphere of life.
Li Muchan shook his head. This Fuzartai's aptitude is indeed very good. He can master it so quickly. Is it because of the aura of heaven and earth that the aptitudes of the people here are far better than those in his original world?
In the early morning of the next day, Li Muchan was taking the fireball by the river. He seemed to be leaning lazily against the tree, but he was practicing Qigong. The rich spiritual energy of heaven and earth kept combing his body, but he was practicing the purple Qigong.
Yang Dalu method.
Suddenly, footsteps came thumping, and Fuzartai ran up to Li Muchan excitedly, laughing loudly: "Sir! Sir! I won!"
Li Muchan looked up at him and said with a smile, "Have you beaten that opponent?"
"Hey, not only did I beat him up, but I also defeated all the guys. Now I am number one in the village!" Fuzartai said with a proud smile.
Li Muchan smiled and nodded: "First in the village, congratulations."
"It all depends on sir, sir, he is indeed an extraordinary person!" Fuzartai said with a grin.
Li Muchan shook his head: "It's better to rely on yourself"...Okay, let's go back!"
"Yes, sir." Fuzartai nodded hurriedly, his expression becoming more and more respectful. This time he was respectful from the bottom of his heart, not the previous politeness.
Fuzhartai waved, Fireball snorted, and followed slowly. Fuzaltai followed Li Muchan and said with a smile: "Sir, you must be a warrior!"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Is there anything different between warriors and ordinary people?"
"A warrior can make a shadow with his fist." Fuzartai said.
Li Muchan nodded slowly, his heart sinking. The martial arts here are really powerful. A martial arts master from a small town can produce punches. In the original martial arts world, this would only be achieved by a top master. (To be continued.)