In the early morning, before the leaves were awakened by the sunlight, the little bald Xing Yunqi had already started the daily morning class.

The master told him that with his qualifications, it is indeed not suitable for practicing the Mingwang Jue of the Shukong Sect, but his nature is suitable for practicing Buddhism.

Xing Yunqi was unhappy at that time, why did he always mention this? He wanted to get married.

The master smiled and rubbed his head that had grown by about an inch, telling him that Buddhism is in his heart and he may not necessarily need to become a monk. If you have time, you will have more time to chat with Master Huiyuan.

When talking about Master Huiyuan, Xing Yunqi was very happy. He knew the master's true identity and did not feel ashamed of his once kindness, because even in the Xiliang Palace, Master Huiming still used the broom he had made himself to clean the courtyard.

This quiet little courtyard was specially lived by King Xiliang for Master Huiming. Before the new temple was built, Master Huiyuan would always live here, chanting sutras and chanting Buddha's name.

This courtyard is called Jingguanzhai, which is the name given by Master Shi Yuan himself.

Watch the path of immortality in all things, and wait for the flowers to bloom and fall.

King Xiliang often went to Jingguanzhai as a guest and studied Buddhist principles with Master Huiyuan. However, Huo Qiji, who was still living in the palace for the time being, was busy with another thing.

After a light breath of turbid air, Xing Yunqi opened his eyes. At dawn, he came out to meditate and practice. Now the morning light has shone on the trees in the yard.

After meditating for nearly an hour, the Taixuan true energy in the body has been circulating in a great circle.

The master told him that his qualifications were not outstanding, and that the cultivation of this mysterious skill would not be as successful as his senior brother he had never seen before. Although he was not competitive, he was a little disappointed.

The master touched his head again and told him that the master did not accept you as a disciple to cultivate a martial arts master.

He was puzzled at the time, so the master smiled and said, "It's because you are you that the master accepted you!"

It was so annoying. It was something he couldn't understand. He was no longer a bald man and pouted again.

I was me, what's the reason?

Xing Yunqi, who was meditating alone, was a little unhappy. Recently, his master did not stare at himself in practicing martial arts like before, but became a hand-off manager and went to practice martial arts with the princess sister every day.

The princess sister refused to call her sister, and she was confused about her seniority. After that, she ran away with a blushing face, but she didn't want her aunt to call her, so what should she call her?

After meditating, Xing Yunqi sighed and had to go back to his room to recognize words and copy books.

When talking about recognizing words and copying books, Huo Qiji told Xing Yunqi very seriously that he should not relax. The more he recognizes the better. The more he writes, the better. The handwriting can be written without being beautiful, but the handwriting must be neat.

Xing Yunqi quietly calculated that since the master taught him to read, he had already recognized nearly a thousand words.

However, his handwriting is still written in a crooked manner.

Huo Qiji told him that he would not be impatient when writing, so he should calm down and write slowly, writing while writing, just like you are helping these square words move from one book to another, and then into your own heart, then this word is yours.

Xing Yunqi understood Huo Qiji's words. In the future, the words that he could write without copying books would be his own.

It’s not that Xing Yunqi doesn’t like copying books, but it’s a bit boring. It’s not as interesting as chopping wood and carrying water with his senior brothers when he was on Shikong Mountain. He also tried hard to be good friends with the words in the book, but they all seemed to be too far away from him, and there were not many people running into his heart, so he was very lonely.

Xing Yunqi saw that his master was not alone at all.

In addition to internal strength, Huo Qiji also took two hours a day to personally guide Xing Yunqi to practice martial arts. He said it was guidance, but Xing Yunqi was squatting at the horse. Huo Qiji was holding a book on the side and reading a small bamboo whip in his hand.

At the beginning, Xing Yunqi was whipped a lot on his legs and arms. Huo Qiji held it hard and it was just right. Every time Xing Yunqi got whipped, it hurts heartily, but when he checked his arms at night, he only left a shallow mark, and he disappeared after sleeping.

Huo Qiji told Xing Yunqi that this is the basis of martial arts practice, and every martial arts practitioner must go through this step, and even a genius is no exception.

Xing Yunqi was a little confused. Since it was no exception, how could he be considered a genius of the Heavenly Lord?

Huo Qiji told him that the genius can do the basic things to the extreme, then extend them, and then become his own things. In terms of martial arts, the genius can start a sect in the future, and the ordinary people's resources are to work tirelessly and practice millions of boxing, which is just to strengthen the body and achieve small achievements. If you look at the matter of learning literature, you will also copy thousands of books, you may have read more books and learned a few more words, while the genius can publish books and treat them.

Xing Yunqi was a little disappointed.

Huo Qiji smiled and told him that there are not so many geniuses in this world. Instead of thinking about something illusory, it is better to recognize more words and punch more.

Although it cannot become a crane in a flock of chickens, it can become the leader of all chickens.

Xing Yunqi asked with his little head tilted again, "Master is a genius?"

Huo Qiji smiled and said, "You kid, not only has a good fortune, but also has good eyesight!"

That day, Xing Yunqi was surprisingly whipped twice.

Xing Yunqi rubbed his little head, and his thick short hair was a little tickled. He couldn't help but rub it a few more times. The feeling of long hair was so good!

After looking at the sky, it was still a little early, so he didn't rush to go back to his room and took the opportunity to stance for a while.

If you practice for a while, you will get less whipped. It’s not that he is afraid of pain, but that he feels embarrassing. It’s such a simple thing that he can’t do well after doing it for so long. In the future, will he be laughed at to death when he sees his senior brother?

Master once said that in terms of martial arts, the eldest brother is a well-deserved genius.

He clenched his fists and closed his fists around his waist. Xing Yunqi took a step, shouted lightly, and squatted down.

In order to practice this horse stance well, he even took the opportunity to practice for a while when he went to the ward to get a big stance.

His whole body was tense and his legs were firmly tied to the ground with force. Xing Yunqi looked ahead without moving.

At this time, a voice came from behind, "The mind and mind are united, and abandon distracting thoughts. Tight means looseness, looseness means tightness"

But Huo Qiji had arrived behind Xing Yunqi at some point.

Xing Yunqi didn't have time to think about when his master came behind him, but instead followed his master's words, hugged Yuan Shouyi, and stoked his horse seriously.

A small bamboo whip fell on Xing Yunqi's thigh like a green snake, but Xing Yunqi, who was just forgetting about things and me, was actually unconscious.

Huo Qiji smiled. It seemed that his disciple who always had some strange thoughts on his head was very spiritual, but it was not easy to enter such a state.

It seems that this kid's Taixuan skill has reached the entry level, and his speed is beyond his expectations.

A smile was heard, Huo Qiji shook the small bamboo whip in his hand again, and then he twitched Xing Yunqi's butt, and a sound of gasping air came. Huo Qiji knew that this kid was awakened by his whip.

He jumped up with his butt, and Xing Yunqi stopped staging his horse. He turned around and looked at Huo Qiji with anger, and said aggrievedly: "Master, I practice myself and you are also sucking me, and I did not make any mistakes just now!"

Huo Qiji smiled and said, "Master wanted to suck, but he couldn't help but suck!"

When Xing Yunqi heard this, he was so angry that he was speechless that he turned his head and squatted on the ground and sulked.

Huo Qiji walked forward, squatted beside the little disciple, and said softly: "Is it because the master disturbed your condition and felt a little regretful, so he was angry?"

Xing Yunqi turned to look at his master, his eyes full of doubts.

Huo Qiji smiled and continued, "Don't regret it. It will be easier for you to enter this state in the future. The master deliberately awakened you because he was afraid that you would fall too deep in this state and lose yourself."

"Lost? Master, I suddenly felt like my soul was out of my body. When I was stomping, I always wanted to do everything perfectly. I always wondered whether my legs moved again and whether my body was trembling again. The more I thought about it, the more unstable the horse stance was, especially after squatting for a long time, it would be even more so. But just now, I suddenly felt that I was meditating and practicing, and I did not stomp, but it seemed that I could always know that I was still squatting there steadily. It was as if I was doing two things at the same time."

Huo Qiji patted Xing Yunqi on the shoulder and said, "Get up, let's talk while walking. Don't delay breakfast."

Xing Yunqi turned his head and curled his lips quietly. It was because the princess sister came to you after breakfast.

Huo Qiji pretended not to see it.

He was a little helpless. Yuan Xi never dared to treat him like this. However, if Yuan Xi was by his side, he would probably ask himself in a daze, whether he wanted to marry Shangguan Zimo as his master's wife.

Xing Yunqi didn't dare.

With a light cough, Huo Qiji continued Xing Yunqi's words: "It's great that you can understand this level yourself! This is a good idea to be very careful when practicing boxing. Only when you care about it can you do it with your heart, but to do it well, you must concentrate and let your body practice it so that you can naturally achieve the movements you want, rather than deliberately. The Taixuan Technique you practice is not only practiced when meditating. When you first look at the path, you can practice it at every moment. Of course, meditation and breathing are naturally the best results."

Xing Yunqi thought for a moment, looked up at Huo Qiji and asked with a smile: "Master, Master, I understand. What you mean is that I have already learned the Taixuan Technique!"

Huo Qiji nodded, placed his left hand on Xing Yunqi's left shoulder, half hugged the little disciple and walked forward, slowly saying, "Just just now, Master woke you up to prevent you from being too immersed in this state, causing a situation where things and things are wrong. In other words, you will be obsessed with the devil. By then, you will not be able to tell what is real and what is illusory, and people will become crazy. So, Master's whip, should you hit it?"

Xing Yunqi was so scared that he stuck out his tongue, patted his chest and said, "Yeah, thanks to Master!"

Huo Qiji is not an exaggeration to scare Xing Yunqi. Generally speaking, this is how he becomes obsessed with practicing martial arts. However, with Xing Yunqi's current tiny skills, it is still a hundred and eight thousand miles away from becoming crazy because of practicing martial arts.

After walking a few steps, Xing Yunqi began to wonder and looked up at the master: "Master, I'm reminded of something!"

Huo Qiji turned his left hand up, rubbed the "little bald head" that had already been tying his hands, sighed with regret, and said in a negotiated tone: "Yunqi, why don't you shave your hair first, Master Huiyuan is here, he will definitely shave your head brightly. Just wait until you meet the girl you like in the future, and then leave your hair."

Xing Yunqi bared his teeth at Huo Qiji, shook his head and said, "No, no, I don't want to shave it anymore, even if the master asked me to shave it."

"But Master wants to touch it again, it's so bare, so good!"

Huo Qiji did not realize that he had never joked with his disciples like this before Yuan Xi.

Xing Yunqi curled his lips, and a word came out of his mouth, but another whip was received on his butt.

"Isn't the princess's sister's hands loose?"

Huo Qiji was a little helpless. Why did this kid dare to say anything?

Xing Yunqi, who was whipped, stuck out his tongue, suddenly remembered something, looked up at Huo Qiji and said, "Master, you clearly did it on purpose just now!"

"Oh? What was intentional?"

Xing Yunqi snorted and said, "I deliberately changed the topic because you whipped me with a small bamboo, just intentionally, hum!"

Huo Qiji smiled and said, "Didn't I say it?"

"What have you said?"

"I think!"

"What do you think?"

"I just want to hit you."

"snort!"

"Then do you still thank Master?"

After hearing Huo Qiji's question, Xing Yunqi said without thinking: "Thank you, I know, even if the master hits me, it is for my own good. Besides, the master is so big that it doesn't hurt!"

"It doesn't hurt, it seems that I will need to add more energy next time."
To be continued...