Yang Ling woke up early in the morning and saw Li Song and Wang Yu already working in the kitchen. They were talking softly, with happy smiles on their faces. Especially Wang Yu, whose face was flushed and looked even more beautiful.
"Don't rush to apply for a marriage certificate. After this matter is settled, we can have a grand wedding. It will be upright and can stop the gossip of those in the village." Yang Ling looked at them and said.
"Yeah." Li Song nodded in response.
"Okay, you guys go get busy first, I'll go out for a while."
After saying that, Yang Ling left.
Jogging all the way, quickly climbed up Feilong Mountain, and then came to the bottom of the valley.
The bamboo house stood impressively.
At the door, Mr. Ye was sitting on a bamboo chair with his legs crossed. The old man was there and he was muttering, "Life is still comfortable like this."
"Mr. Ye." Yang Ling walked over and said hello.
"Coming?" Mr. Ye narrowed his eyes and looked at him.
"Is there anyone else in Mr. Ye's family? Why do you live alone in such a remote place?" Yang Ling asked curiously.
"Shh!" Mr. Ye nervously made a silent gesture, looked around with a sly look, and said, "Do you think I want it? Those girls at home are annoying, come out and be quiet. Stop asking, just follow me.
Let me do it."
While talking, Mr. Ye got up and walked into the bamboo house.
Opening the back door, Mr. Ye said: "Go in."
Yang Ling was stunned, unable to laugh or cry.
This bamboo house is so small, why bother? Just by taking a detour, you can reach the back door. Besides, could there be something different outside the back door? It would be unnecessary.
However, Yang Ling still obeyed and walked out.
Suddenly, Yang Ling felt suddenly enlightened.
There are mountain waterfalls, vast grasslands, and all kinds of exotic flowers and plants, blooming with strange fragrances.
Yang Ling couldn't help but be stunned, how could it be possible? This bamboo house was built in a valley, with Qifeng Mountain at its back. The back door should also face the foot of Qifeng Mountain. How could there be such a strange scene?
"Mr. Ye, how could this happen? This is..." Yang Ling asked in surprise.
"Don't ask, you don't understand even if I tell you. All you need to know is that the mountains, rivers, land, and the universe are all in my hands." Ye Lao said calmly, "From now on, you can practice here and get twice the result with half the effort. Now sit down cross-legged.
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Yang Ling sat down as he was told, feeling even more surprised. What he saw in front of him was completely beyond his knowledge, but he had experienced it personally. Otherwise, he would have just thought he was in a dream.
Ye Lao slowly put his hand on Yang Ling's vest. After a moment, Yang Ling clearly felt a warm air flowing into Ye Lao's palm and then flowing away from his body. Yang Ling felt like he was falling into the sky.
It feels like the pores all over the body are relaxed.
Is this what Mr. Ye is talking about?
Yang Ling thought secretly.
Thinking of yesterday's competition, Yang Ling felt a breath holding his body, even hurting people invisible, and he was even more excited. If he could learn it successfully, his kung fu would definitely be able to hurt people even more.
building.
Just when Yang Ling was enjoying this comfortable feeling, suddenly, a cold breath penetrated into his body. Yang Ling instantly felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and his whole body was trembling. Everything about his body, including every hair, even
The blood seemed to be frozen.
If he could see his appearance at this time, he would be horrified to find that there was even a layer of frost on his hair.
"Hold it!" Mr. Ye's voice rang in his ears.
Yang Ling gritted his teeth and persisted.
I have survived so many ups and downs and hardships, and I have to endure this pain no matter what.
After a long time, Mr. Ye finally let go of his hand.
Yang Ling suddenly felt relaxed and felt that the two auras in his Dantian were intertwined, then gradually blended, and finally merged into one.
"Is this the anger you are talking about?" Yang Ling asked excitedly.
"Controlling force with energy is the most powerful skill, but if you want to reach the highest level, you still need to understand the way of heaven. This is qualification, understanding, and destiny. There is nothing I can do. You can only rely on yourself. As for the moves, it doesn't matter.
The most important thing is that there are tricks to win without tricks, just like what you have learned now, there is no need to stick to any form, often the simplest and most direct attack is the most powerful trick." Ye Lao said.
Yang Ling thought about it carefully and bowed respectfully, "I've been taught a lesson."
"I owed your grandfather a favor back then, and this is how I repay him. Over the years, your grandfather has encountered so many difficulties and troubles, but he has never come to me. I think it was because of you." Mr. Ye smiled slightly.
Yang Ling was stunned for a moment, suddenly feeling the greatness of his grandfather Yang Jingtian.
"Over the years, I have been working hard to integrate what I have learned, and finally achieved what I wanted. Next, I will teach you slowly. As for how much you can understand, it depends on your qualifications. Name
It doesn't matter, you just need to know the principle of ninety-nine returns to one. And the method I just used on you was the Tao Heart Demon Seed of the Demon Sect back then. The foundation was laid for you. Whether you can use it or not depends on you.
Does it sound a bit fantasy? It doesn't matter, you will naturally understand the mystery in the future." Mr. Ye chuckled, "Let's start now."
Then, Mr. Ye told him the mental formula and the location of the pass while practicing.
Since he didn't know the name of this kung fu, Yang Ling simply called it "nameless". As Mr. Ye said, names and moves are actually not important. They are just shapes. Real kung fu does not care about the shape.
Yang Ling watched attentively, remembering every word Mr. Ye said word for word.
Then, Yang Ling followed his own understanding and used his fists.
Mr. Ye leaned on the ground, and the old god was watching, secretly approving.
Although he has not officially accepted a disciple, he has taught Kungfu to many people, and many people call him master. In terms of qualifications and understanding, Mr. Ye is still full of praise for Yang Ling. He is secretly happy, maybe
, this kid may be able to surpass himself in his future achievements.
Before I knew it, several hours had passed.
Not only did Yang Ling not feel tired, but she felt energetic and secretly amazed.
"Okay, that's it for today." Ye Lao said calmly, "Practicing martial arts is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. But you can't do it too hastily. Being strong and easy to break will not only be useless, but also hurt yourself. Any
Things are like this too, they need to be taken step by step.”
"Remember." Yang Ling nodded heavily.
"Go back and come back tomorrow." Mr. Ye waved his hand, narrowed his eyes, and dozed off.
Yang Ling looked at him, said goodbye respectfully, and turned to leave.
Opening the door, Yang Ling walked into the house. When he looked back, he could only see the bushes and weeds at the foot of Qifeng Mountain, and there was no trace of Ye Lao.