Perhaps, this is the greatness of love, which makes a middle-aged disabled woman rejuvenate!
"Old man, our apprentice is very qualified and can practice horse riding." Hong Jiao said with a smile on her face.
The green-robed ancestor was a little surprised, "What, Xiaolang can stand up now?"
Hong Jiao nodded, "Yes, it's really beyond our expectations."
The green-robed ancestor laughed loudly, looked at Ximen Lang with appreciative eyes, and said: "Okay, very good, I will drive a horse stake for you." He strode to the shed and opened the pile of wood covering it.
The plastic sheet on the top revealed dozens of wooden poles as thick as bowls inside.
These wooden poles are three and a half meters long, and the thin ends are sharpened. I don’t know what they are used for.
The green-robed ancestor casually grabbed a wooden pole and threw it out. The wooden pole flew straight towards the gate with the sound of wind.
Ximenlang was startled and hurriedly ran away, fearing that the giant javelin-like thing would pierce him.
"flutter!"
The wooden pole fell to the ground vertically, and its sharp end plunged into the soil, which was more than a foot deep and less than a foot away from where Ximen Lang was standing just now.
Ximen Lang was horrified when he saw it. If this happened to me, he would have to nail me to the ground directly!
Hong Jiao saw his frightened look and said with a smile: "It's okay. Your master is sure. He will never hurt you."
Ximen Lang nodded in shock, "I know." Then he saw the master throwing the wooden poles over one by one. These wooden poles were standing upright when they fell on the ground, with their sharp ends pierced into the soil. What was surprising was that
, the wooden poles were actually lined up in a straight line, and the spacing was about one meter apart. There were a total of eighteen wooden poles, arranged neatly.
After throwing away these wooden poles, the green-robed ancestor rushed over like a gust of wind. He jumped more than three meters high and slapped the wooden pole closest to Ximen Lang with one palm. He only heard him shout "Hey", and the huge
The palm falls on the wooden pole.
"Peng!"
Like a nail, the wooden pole sank into the soil under the huge impact force, and reached a height of more than one meter. At this time, the wooden pole completely turned into a standard two-meter-high wooden pile.
After landing on the ground, the green-robed ancestor stood on the tip of his left toe and rushed forward again. In mid-air, he swung his palm down and nailed the second wooden pole into the soil, followed by the third and fourth...
After a while, eighteen wooden poles were driven into the soil and turned into wooden piles. These are the so-called horse piles.
Hong Jiao said: "Zi Ling, show me how to practice horse riding."
"Got it." Wen Ziling agreed, leaping up and landing on the first wooden stake. Only her left toe touched the ground, her body swayed slightly like a lotus swaying in the wind in the pool, and then she ran forward quickly, as if
Like a dragonfly touching water, the two toes alternate
Landing on the horse post, he galloped forward as if he were walking on flat ground. In an instant, he arrived at the eighteenth wooden post. Suddenly, his body rose into the air, turned an incredible 180 degrees in mid-air, and ran back again.
Return to the first wooden pile and float down.
Ximen Lang couldn't help but admired: "Senior sister, you are so awesome."
Wen Ziling smiled and said, "Why is it so awesome? I've been practicing this for five years. If I can't reach this level again, I'll be stupid as hell."
Hong Jiao said: "Xiao Lang, your senior sister has been practicing this for a long time, that's why you are so skilled. When you first set up the pile, you only need to walk back and forth on it. After a while, you can speed up until you can run. However,
I guess staking is a problem for you, so find a way to provide customer service. Besides, there are certain dangers in staking, so be careful."
"I'll be careful."
After saying this, Ximenlang jumped up to a height of more than two meters. He landed on the first wooden stake with one foot, and then his body swayed and he was about to carry it down. He hurriedly stretched out his arms to maintain balance, but it was like a paper kite in the strong wind.
stand up……
Wen Ziling shouted excitedly: "Come on, Xiaolang, keep your balance, don't fall..."
After a while, Ximenlang finally stood firm on the wooden stake, and the faces of Lupao Patriarch and Hongjiao showed gratified smiles. However, what surprised the couple was that this boy did not walk on the stake honestly, but learned to follow the example.
Zi Ling ran forward, with the toes of her feet alternately stepping on the wooden posts. Although it could not reach the speed of Wen Zi Ling just now, it was almost as fast as an ordinary person running on flat ground.
Wen Ziling's eyes were full of surprise and she praised: "Xiao Lang is so amazing!"
Hongjiao nodded and said, "It's indeed good."
The green-robed ancestor's eyes were full of love for this young man, and he said: "It's up to him to carry forward our Shiliang sect's kung fu. That's right."
In an instant, Ximen Lang had already run to the eighteenth wooden stake, and then he jumped into the air like Zi Ling, twisting his body 180 degrees in mid-air, but the force was a little greater, and the angle was not grasped well, and he fell down.
The timing was off, and he fell heavily to the ground, causing dust to fly and making him look disgraced.
Wen Ziling hurriedly ran over, helped him up, and asked with concern: "Xiao Lang, how do you feel? Is it not broken?"
Although it hurt him a lot from the fall, Ximen Lang smiled and said, "I'm fine, I can continue."
"Then be careful."
"Yes, I will."
Ximenlang jumped up and stood on the wooden stake again. This time he was much better than before. His body only tilted left and right twice, and then he grasped his balance and continued to run forward on the wooden stake. In the blink of an eye, he started from the tenth
Run eight wooden stakes to the first wooden stake.
His body jumped up and twisted. Because of the lesson he learned last time, he deliberately restrained his strength. However, turning around in the air and landing on the pile was not that difficult. A slight deviation in the angle would lead to mistakes. Ximenlang also failed this time.
He stepped on the air again and fell to the ground.
Two hard falls, but they aroused the stubbornness hidden deep in the young man's heart. Without stopping at all, he got on the pile again and ran forward...
Seeing his tenacity, Hong Jiao praised him and said, "Yes, his character alone is a good candidate for martial arts training. Coupled with his talent and potential, he will become a master of the generation."
The green-robed ancestor echoed, but only said four simple words, "Disciple is very good."
He fell hard again and again, but failed to stop Ximen Lang's progress. He would always think of the disdainful sneer on the ghost's livid face. He secretly warned himself that only by trying his best to study hard and practice hard would he be able to succeed.
There is a chance to defeat the enemy and take revenge...
After falling down more than ten times, Ximen Lang has made some progress. When he falls to the ground, he does not land with his body first, but with his legs first, and no longer hurts his whole body from falling. Then, he leaps onto the horse post again without hesitation and moves forward.
Running...
The road to success is full of thorns and bumps, and falling down is inevitable. The only difference between a strong person and a weak person is that they can get up again after falling down and move forward bravely!
PS: Back to Brother Ximen, thank you very much for your support and that of many brothers. I can see your support. It will explode on September 1st. If you keep the commemorative gold bricks, why don’t you give it to Leng Yun on that day?