For the next five days, Jiang Yao only did one thing every day: practice Yunshui Jue.
If someone didn't know the secrets of Yunshui Jue and practiced this set of gestures every day, they would probably vomit out of boredom.
But Jiang Yao enjoys it, and even enjoys it endlessly, just like when he studied ancient Chinese characters and symbols. He can find great interest in things that others think are boring.
This is the understanding of "micro".
After five days, Jiang Yao has learned thirty-two gestures correctly. Now he is demonstrating a set of Yunshui Jue. In the eyes of ordinary people, it is no different from Deng Jiu and others. Only martial arts practitioners can distinguish the subtle differences.
I know that he still did fourteen gestures incorrectly.
On the sixth day, Jiang Yao learned one more correct movement throughout the whole day.
Just practice in the room by yourself over and over again. The first step in practicing martial arts is actually like this, which really subverts the training routines Jiang Yao read in online articles.
What's even more amazing is that every time he learns a correct gesture, Jiang Yao knows it by heart, and his understanding of the mystery of Yunshui Jue increases by one point.
Deng Jiu not only had to take time to check ginger medicine and practice Yunshui Jue, but he also had to go to the manor to work every day, doing what father and son did by himself.
As for the three women, they also collect mulberry every day and breed spiritual silkworms. The silk production of spiritual silkworms is extremely low, only one percent of that of ordinary silkworms. Of course, such gold is paid to the lord. The clothes worn by Master Wu Xiu are mainly
Silk textile fabric.
Apart from raising silkworms, the three women also found time to guide Jiang Yao in practicing Yunshui Jue, which was very meticulous.
The family was in harmony and happy. Jiang Yao, who was immersed in Yunshui Jue, temporarily let go of his doubts.
When spring comes, the whole mountain village is extremely lively. Birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, the mountains are clear and the water is beautiful, and there is vitality and hope everywhere. If it were not for the miserable work of the serfs every day and the bad luck of dying at every turn has not changed at all, it would really be a paradise.
"Xiao Yao. My sister picked the freshest mulberries. You can try them." Jiang Cai walked into Jiang Yao's bedroom and placed a basket of mulberries as big as red dates in front of Jiang Yao. Her smile was as bright and bright as the spring sunshine outside.
, with a simplicity like grass.
Jiang Yao looked at the fresh mulberries with the smell of sunshine, stopped and picked up one, "Sister, please eat it, women should eat more fruits." He handed the mulberry to Jiang Cai's mouth.
Jiang Cai's expression condensed slightly, and then she smiled and said: "Xiao Yao feels more and more sorry for my sister." She opened her red lips and naturally ate the mulberry.
The relationship between siblings is very warm.
Jiang Yao herself picked up one and threw it into her mouth, "Sister, why are this year's mulberries so sweet?" After eight years here, Jiang Yao is certainly no stranger to these mulberries, but she thinks this year's ones are particularly sweet.
"Really?" Jiang Cai picked up another one and tasted it, "I think it's still the same... I understand what's going on. It's because of the Yun Shui Jue. Your Yun Shui Jue is about to be completed, and your taste has been improved.
, that’s why you think this year’s mulberries are particularly sweet.”
Jiang Yao's eyes lit up, is this so?
When I thought about it, I suddenly realized that my appetite had improved a lot in the past two days, and it turned out to be because of the Yun Shui Jue.
"Sister, I'm so happy for you." Jiang Cai's big eyes were crooked and her voice was pleasant, "Xiao Yao, stand up and look out the window and see what's different."
Jiang Yao stood up, opened the window and looked at the mountains not far away, and soon discovered the problem.
A trace of joy appeared on the boy's slightly childish face, "Sister, I feel like I can see a little more clearly and my eyesight is better."
Jiang Cai nodded, "If you learn more than forty gestures in Yun Shui Jue correctly, your five senses will improve. When you fully master Yun Shui Jue, your five senses will increase by at least 30 to 40%. Now you are not only able to sense taste and vision,
Even the senses of hearing, smell, and touch are stronger than before."
Jiang Yao found it very interesting. The benefits of practicing cultivation were indeed too numerous to describe. Not only was his life span so long, but he also enjoyed the joy of life far better than ordinary people.
However, his biggest motivation for practicing cultivation was to escape from the tragic fate of serfs.
Jiang Cai skillfully opened a cupboard and saw a simple and old rattle. She picked it up and shook it while smiling: "Do you remember this?"
Jiang Yao stepped forward and took the rattle and shook it twice, "This is the toy my sister made for me back then."
"It's really ugly." Jiang Cai snorted, looking a little stunned.
"I think it's very well done, and I won't be willing to throw it away for the rest of my life." Jiang Yao smiled warmly, with a hint of reminiscence in his expression.
Sister, she has grown up with her body. She has been with him for almost nine years.
Jiang Cai sighed secretly, feeling a little sour in her heart, and her eyes were moist for some reason.
"By the way, Meimei stayed up late at night to make shoes for you, and her hands were injured by needles. She really cares about you. After you get married, you have to be nice to her." Jiang Cai changed the subject and said.
"Yao'er, Cai'er, dad is back, come and have dinner." Jiang's mother came to the door and wiped her hands on her apron quickly, "There was a fish today. Mom made a fish soup. Yao'er,
You go and ask Meimei to come and drink fish soup."
Jiang Yao agreed and went to a nearby small yard to call Meimei.
As the young man walked, doubts arose in his heart.
Sister said that Meimei stayed up late to make shoes for her and hurt her finger with a needle. The question is, as a martial artist, how could she be hurt by a small ordinary iron needle?
Is this normal?
Is it sister who makes up beautiful lies in order to make me treat her well?
Jiang Yao came to Meimei's small yard and saw her washing mulberry leaves. The girl was concentrating on her work and seemed not to notice anyone approaching. Her focused look was even more fascinating than this gorgeous spring scene.
"Meimei!" Jiang Yao shouted.
"Ah?" Meimei raised her head happily, "You're here!"
It's exactly like a girl's situation when she suddenly meets her boyfriend.
Jiang Yao couldn't help but frown secretly. He hadn't fully learned the Yunshui Jue, but his five senses had improved. But Meimei was a solid martial artist, so she couldn't find him coming?
How can it be?
She was simply pretending.
Why pretend?
Whatever the reason, it's just...untrue.
Recalling her subconscious look of disgust before, Jiang Yao became more and more convinced that Meimei was acting for herself.
She had long since realized she was coming, and there was no way her fingers would be injured by the needle.
It's a bit too much to deliberately try to please yourself in this way.
No matter how beautiful something is, once it becomes false, it will no longer be beautiful. For example: cultural relics.
"My mother made fish soup and asked you to drink it together." Jiang Yao said with a simple and shy smile.
Mei Mei rolled her eyes at him cutely, "Look at your hair, it can't be tied into a bun properly." After saying that, she pulled Jiang Yao to sit down on the stone bench and arranged his hair like a daughter-in-law.
The girl's white and tender hands contrasted with the boy's dark hair, like a picture scroll. The girl's slightly soft voice also lingered in the boy's ears.
"I will take care of your hair from now on. Well, this bun looks so refreshing."
Mei Mei looked at the bun she had tied up for Jiang Yao, with a hint of joy in the girl's painting-like features. "Yao Lang is really good-looking."
She was very close to Jiang Yao, and Jiang Yao could smell a fragrance like a mountain orchid.
She didn't know what Jiang Yao was thinking at this moment. She didn't even know that this medicine man contained Jiuqu ileum.
"Haha." Jiang Yao smiled a little shyly.
With the careful teachings of the four people and Jiang Yao's efforts, Jiang Yao learned the Yunshui Jue in just twenty-seven days.
This speed really surprised the four of them.
The moment he learned the Cloud Water Jue, Jiang Yao felt that something had changed in his body, that is, he had some kind of wonderful perception of the invisible air around him.
As soon as the technique is played, I feel an indescribable comfort.
Slowly, he felt that some parts of his body were cool and some parts were slightly warm.
"...Have you sensed any abnormality in your body? That is where the nine spiritual acupoints are. Only after you learn the Yunshui Jue can you feel the existence of the spiritual acupoints. The positions of each of the nine spiritual acupoints are different. Yao'er, you finally
The first step has been completed." Deng Jiu said.
Somehow, a thin silk book suddenly appeared in his hand, "This is the "Deng's Heart Sutra", the handed down technique of our Deng Clan. It contains the method of guiding Qi into the body. From today on, you can start practicing it.
Mental Dharma, this is the second step, and it is also an extremely important step."
Jiang Yao opened the silk book and found gray chaos. She couldn't help but look up at Deng Jiu, "Dad..."
Deng Jiu pulled at the silk book with his hand, and a paragraph of text and a dense pattern of meridians appeared on it.
That paragraph of text is: "...three breaths and one stagnation, then turn and sink, change the breath by seven points, swallow and exhale nine times, turn by three points, rush to the spiritual platform, gather the spirit and concentrate..."
The meaning is very obscure. The characters are similar to Chinese Seal Script, but they are definitely not Chinese Seal Script. However, Jiang Yao can still understand it, not because of "illiteracy". Obviously, the characters in this mental method are not ordinary characters, but a kind of Chinese characters.
Thoughts on the Tao can be understood even if one is illiterate.
The pattern of meridians is obviously an image of luck.
Jiang Yao was very smart. He didn't need Deng Jiu's explanation to know that the nine spiritual points were equivalent to nine numbers. According to the principle of number sequence, they could be combined into countless exercises at will.
It seems that they all focus on cultivating the nine spiritual acupoints and opening up the mysterious veins, but in fact there are countless methods and paths to guide Qi.
"...Remember the mental method, transcend the outside world, run the Yunshui Jue, follow the heart, and move the Qi at will. First practice the sense of Qi, and then master the method of gathering and dispersing vitality..."
Deng Jiu took the trouble to explain it several times in a row, and asked with some concern: "Have you remembered Yao'er?"
Jiang Yao finally understood how to do it, nodded and said, "I understand."
Deng Jiu and others breathed a sigh of relief, just understand.