When he heard Mu Qingxue's voice, Shen Lang, who was standing on the wall and about to jump to the roof, froze slightly, stopped, and turned back to look in the direction where Mu Qingxue's voice came from.
He saw a young woman with a pure and sweet face and bright eyes as bright as stars, standing on the path outside the yard, looking at him with interest.
She held a large bowl in her hand, with snow-white milk floating in it, and a raw egg yolk floating in the milk.
She was covered with a thick black cloak, and everything from her neck to her ankles was covered tightly by the cloak, with no trace of skin exposed.
Seeing that there seemed to be a weight metal at the bottom of the cloak, pulling the cloak straight, Shen Lang couldn't help but secretly complain:
"This cloak probably weighs more than ten kilograms! If you wear it like this on a hot day, aren't you afraid of getting prickly heat all over your body?"
There was a look of confusion on his face, and he stood on the wall and clasped his fists at Mu Qingxue:
"Muda, what is the talent you are talking about?"
Mu Qingxue knew that he was suffering from "lost soul syndrome" and had forgotten all the past events. She was not surprised by his confusion and ignorance. As he walked towards the courtyard gate, he said leisurely:
"We, the great Chu of the Eastern Territory, have two major systems of practice, one for civil and one for martial arts, for Taoism and martial arts. Western countries also have complete systems, one for civil and one for martial arts, for wizards and knights.
"The cultivation system of Dachu is based on official ranks, with the ninth grade being the lowest and the first grade being the highest. The Western practice system is also divided into nine levels, but the first grade is the lowest and the ninth grade is the highest.
"In addition to the two major cultivation systems of the East and West, there are also some self-contained cultivation methods. For example, the witchcraft of Nanyang, the Shinto Ninja of the Izumo Island Kingdom in the East, and the power of the blood of some alien creatures.
“And among our human race, there are actually bloodline abilities, which are called ‘innate abilities’.
"The origin of talents and abilities cannot be tested anymore. They are nothing more than myths and legends. It is useless to say more. All you need to know is that talents and abilities are very rare, even rarer than those who are only one in a thousand with Taoist talents.
"However, although it is extremely rare, those with innate powers are not necessarily very strong. There are strong and weak powers, and there is a huge gap between the strengths and weaknesses. Moreover, once the innate powers are awakened, they are basically fixed, and it is extremely difficult to become stronger through practice.
"It is a blessing to awaken a strong talent. If what seems to be a weak talent is awakened, there is no need to be depressed, because some seemingly weak talents can be of great use if used in the right way...
"
While she was talking, she had already entered the courtyard, and Shen Lang quickly jumped down from the wall and came to meet her.
"Mr. Mu, do you think my quickness and agility are also natural abilities?"
"Of course. You have never practiced martial arts, but you are as agile as a cat. What is this if not a natural ability?"
"Then what do you think of the quality of my talents?"
"Your natural ability is a physical talent. Compared with the 'natural power', it is not too strong, but it cannot be considered weak either. With this talent of agility, if you practice martial arts, you may achieve greater things than ordinary people. Of course.
, only physical talent is not enough, if you don’t have enough understanding, you won’t be able to learn advanced martial arts.”
"Thank you for your advice, sir."
Shen Lang sincerely clasped his fists, thanked her for her explanation, looked at the big bowl she was holding, and asked:
"Master Mu is here to see Xiao Zhao?"
Mu Qingxue looked away from Shen Lang and looked for Xiao Zhao all over the yard:
"Well, I heated some goat's milk and prepared an egg yolk for it. After I prepared it, I couldn't find it where I lived. I thought it might be looking for you, so I came here to look for it.
Xiao Zhao, are you there?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a furry, snow-white little head poked out from the door of the house.
Seeing Mu Qingxue, Xiao Zhao meowed sweetly, put a pair of front paws on the threshold, turned over with difficulty, then stumbled down the porch and walked towards Mu Qingxue.
Obviously, Xiao Zhao's stumbling appearance was all staged.
Its current strength and agility has long surpassed that of an adult big cat. It can climb over walls and climb walls easily, but how can it be so unsteady when walking on flat ground?
However, the little furry dumpling was very clever and knew that if he acted too much, he might arouse suspicion, so when in front of Mu Qingxue, he kept a low profile and behaved as much as possible like a normal little kitten.
As expected, Mu Qingxue did not doubt Xiao Zhao.
When he saw it stumbling over, he immediately curved his eyebrows and smiled, and hurried forward to meet it.
She put the sea bowl in front of Xiao Zhao, hugged it with both hands and felt intimate with it, then placed it in front of the sea bowl, stretched out her long white fingers, tapped its little head, and said with a slight reproach:
"I know you miss your master, but you are only so small and can't walk steadily. How can you run around? What if you bump into a night owl or a poisonous snake? Even if you don't bump into a night owl, a poisonous snake will still be able to run around if you bump into a big night owl.
Rats are enough for you to eat a pot."
Big mouse?
Shen Lang heard it funny. With Xiao Zhao's skills, if a big mouse came to mess with it, it would just give it extra food.
As for night owls and poisonous snakes, I'm afraid they can't do anything to Xiao Zhao, and I'm afraid they will have to give him extra food.
Xiao Zhao pretended not to understand Mu Qingxue's scolding, squatted on the ground, raised his little face, looked at her innocently, made a sweet sound, then raised his head and rubbed her fingers affectionately,
Then he buried his face in the bowl and licked up the goat milk and egg yolk.
Seeing how cute Xiao Zhao was, Mu Qingxue couldn't bear to scold him any more, and squatted in front of him without any image, smiling and watching him eat.
Shen Lang sucked the pussy with her for a while, then suddenly remembered something and said to Mu Qingxue:
"Mr. Mu, I stayed in this house last night and unexpectedly found a martial arts secret."
"oh?"
Mu Qingxue was indeed attracted by the news, and frowned: "What martial arts?"
The Wang family spreads evil cults, fools the people to make money, and destitutes the people to practice poison. They are the first-rate evil heretics.
The martial arts secrets found out from the Wang family, Mu Qingxue thought, were afraid that they were some evil magic skills, so they could not be allowed to spread.
"That martial art is called 'Ten Steps and One Kill'. I will go into the house and show it to you."
With that said, Shen Lang strode towards the house.
Mu Qingxue looked at Shen Lang's back and saw that he had broad shoulders and narrow waist, and slender legs. When he took long strides, his figure became more and more upright, and he had a determined spirit when he walked. He was indeed a rare and heroic young man.
However, when she worked in the Criminal Department, she saw many beautiful men and beautiful girls with wolf-like hearts. She had already reached the point where she was not affected by appearance and would never judge people by their appearance.
In her opinion, compared with people, cats are easier to get along with, they are simple-minded, innocent and cute, and not so frivolous.
So after looking at Shen Lang for a moment, she withdrew her gaze and concentrated on sucking the cat.
Soon, Shen Lang came out holding a piece of silk and presented it to her with both hands:
"Master Mu, please see, this is the secret of 'Ten Steps and One Kill'."
Mu Qingxue reluctantly looked away from Xiao Zhao, stood up and took the silk, straightened her expression, raised her eyes and almost laughed out loud.
"Wielding a sword through the air, killing people ten miles away? Using a sword for nine days, flying a sword thousands of miles away? What can't be done by a first-level Taoist Da Zhenren or a first-level martial arts grand master? Can this swordsmanship do it?"
After taking a closer look, he finally couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth and said with a smile:
"This sword technique is not a heretical magic technique, but it is not like it boasts that it can directly reach the first level. The second level and first level mental skills are all made up and imagined. But the ninth level to the The third-level skills look real..."
She couldn't decipher the code words and metaphors in the secrets, and like Shen Lang, she lost trust in other levels of mental methods because of the nonsense about second-level skills and first-level mental methods, so she was not sure that this was a movie. Real martial arts skills.
After watching for a while, she pondered for a moment and said to Shen Lang:
"It is difficult to tell whether this technique is true or false for the time being. You need to take it back and ask an expert to deduce and interpret it before you can make a decision. If it is true, then a technique that can directly point to the third level is considered precious. Yes. If you offer this secret, it will be considered meritorious. What reward do you want?"