In fact, based on what Meng Xingyuan has learned, it is very difficult to teach others.
In addition to sword skills, he can also teach the low-level monks a thing or two. He knows nothing about boxing and stick techniques.
However, 'heavy weight and light weight' is just a special method of exerting force. It is included in the inheritance of [Ba Sword], and Meng Xingyuan naturally understands it.
Ba Sword Ba Sword must be using a heavy giant sword.
Lifting a heavy weight and acting light can only be regarded as a completely insignificant special method in the way of using an epee. After all, the effect of this method is limited. You can still lift a heavy sword with a heavy weight and look light. However, if it is a giant sword weighing ten thousand kilograms, this method may be of no use.
Meng Xingyuan was just a whim, and Tong Hu was obsessed with practicing sticks. This kid was also his savior. Meng Xingyuan couldn't help but teach him a skill. Unexpectedly, this made Tong Hu astonished by him.
All I have to do is kneel down and ask for help.
Meng Xingyuan couldn't help but smile bitterly at that time.
It's just a little tip on exerting force, and he doesn't value it that much.
The same is true in Beihan Continent. Kung Fu and spiritual skills are the more important things. Tips will soon become worthless if they are passed down by word of mouth, and no one will care.
However, in this place on the edge of the wilderness, being treated as a treasure by this young man also made Meng Xingyuan dumbfounded.
It wasn't something too difficult. Meng Xingyuan gave him some pointers and demonstrated it himself so that he could see it more clearly. Seeing the young man's half-understanding expression, Meng Xingyuan shook his head and chuckled.
But cultivation is something that is really led by a master, and cultivation depends on the individual. A set of exercises is taught, and different people will practice differently.
The insights and experiences of others can only be used as a reference. Only when you experience it yourself can your understanding be your own.
Patting Tong Hu on the shoulder, he asked him to practice again. Meng Xingyuan turned around and returned to the house.
Night falls.
After eating some food, Meng Xingyuan just got up. He wanted to go back to his shabby thatched house and stay there until it was late at night and then find a quiet place to treat his injuries.
He stood up and walked out of the house, but a petite figure followed closely behind him. Seeing that he was about to leave, he grabbed him and dragged him directly to a shadow.
"Xiao Huang, what are you doing?" Meng Xingyuan asked in slight shock as he looked at the woman in front of him.
There are only three people living here, besides him and Tong Hu, there is Tong Hu's sister Tong Huang.
And the petite female figure in front of me is none other than Tong Huang.
Different from the frail appearance that made him break the dishes in shock when he saw him before, after spending a few days together and becoming familiar with each other, Meng Xingyuan realized that this little girl Tong Huang was not an ordinary person.
"What are you doing? You've been eating and drinking at our house for free for so many days. I want to ask you what you want to do."
Sure enough, she raised her eyebrows, pursed her lips, stretched her right hand towards Meng Xingyuan, put her five fingers together and raised her fingertips, "Bring me the money!"
Meng Xingyuan's mouth twitched.
In fact, the little girl Tong Huang looks like a really soft and frail Xiaojiabiyu, the kind of person who can make people pity her very much.
It's a pity that after you get to know her, you will realize that appearances can be deceiving.
"What are you looking at? Bring me the money!" She said with a tigerish face, inexplicably a little cute, but fierce, "You don't have food, and you can't get a share of animal meat. If you don't even have bone coins, I will
I really want to kick you out!"
"Don't be like this, I have taught Xiaohu martial arts after all, okay..."
"Bah, what kind of martial arts do you call that? Can you kill ferocious beasts in exchange for beast meat? Stop talking nonsense, hurry up, and stay at my house for seven days without saying a word. I'll give you a bone coin to make it easier for you.
Come on!" The little girl just imitated the old ladies in the village and pretended to be fierce with her hands on her hips.
"Bone coins? No. If you want money, will you accept spiritual stones? If you want spiritual stones, I have quite a few..."
Meng Xingyuan said as he took out a crystal clear spirit stone in his hand.
Seeing how mysterious he said it, Tong Huang thought it was some kind of good thing. She leaned her head over to take a look and immediately said: "Bah! Shameless, who are you fooling? Can this thing be used as money? Do you see it?
I’m so cute and easy to bully!”
The corner of Meng Xingyuan's mouth twitched crazily, "Sister, please see clearly, this is a spiritual stone! A spiritual stone! It can be used for cultivation, why is it useless?!"
"This thing...cultivation?!" Tong Huang's eyes were full of contempt, "Bone coins can only be used for cultivation. You can find broken rocks like yours on the top of a mountain in our place and chisel them down, and they will be everywhere!
Who cares about this thing of yours? You still use it as money... Do you think I’m stupid? If you give this crap to others and others don’t want it, how can you use it as money?!"
"Hurry up, I know you are not an ordinary person. I saw it when Xiaohu picked you up. The clothes you wore were different from us. They were very nice. It is impossible for you to not even have a bone coin.
, if you eat our food, you have to pay! Hurry up and pay!" Tong Huang continued to press forward step by step with a fierce face and big beautiful eyes.
Meng Xingyuan could only smile bitterly, "Okay, okay, I understand. I'll look for it and see if there is one hidden somewhere. Can I give it to you tomorrow?"
A smile of victory appeared on Tong Huang's face, but she stretched out two fingers and continued to look at Meng Xingyuan.
"What happened again?"
"Two?"
"What?!"
"Two bone coins." Tong Huang said, "If you want to give it to me tomorrow, you need two coins. What if you run away at night?"
Meng Xingyuan was almost speechless. But it was important to get rid of this little aunt. Although he didn't even know what the so-called 'bone coins' looked like, he still agreed, "Okay, okay, two coins are just two coins. I'm sleepy."
Now, don’t bother me again."
"Okay, it's a deal!" He took Meng Xingyuan's hand and gave him a slap. Tong Huang then showed a proud smile and left quickly.
Looking at her cheerful back, Meng Xingyuan felt a little headache.
From this little girl Tonghuang, he vaguely saw the shadow of his cheap apprentice Chen Ninglu - they were all equally greedy for money...
Shaking his head, Meng Xingyuan returned to his shabby thatched house and waited for the silence of the night.
In the parcel grid, there is a pure white elixir flowing with luster, lying quietly on the grid.
It is the second-grade elixir worth 4,000 killing points, [Jinglu Jade elixir].
A waning moon rises above the willow treetops in the sky.
At this time, in the deserted village, there were still a few houses that had not turned off their lights.
Under the moonlight, the deserted village was quiet and peaceful.
The barking of dogs from time to time adds a touch of color to the tranquility.
Hilltop.
Just under the waning moon, a hundred or so burly figures lined up on the mountain, condescendingly looking down at the harmonious scene below.
The leader's eyes are bright red, reflecting the moonlight, which looks a bit cold.
He grinned, revealing his cold fangs, stared at the deserted village at the foot of the mountain, and uttered one word solemnly, "Kill!"