Jin Bao was imprisoned. At first, he was worried and lived a happy life. Later, he saw that two meals were delivered from the window on time. The chicken, duck, fish and meat were also abundant. Every afternoon, there was another pot of wine, and there was no other abnormality. Then he felt a little relieved. After more than ten days, it was almost time for dinner. He heard someone coming outside, and stood in front of the window habitually, preparing to hand over the used bowls and chopsticks to enjoy today's delicacies.

The small window did not open, but the door opened in response. He walked in alone, and Jin Bao was surprised.

Yun Lang came in.

Yun Lang smiled and bowed his hands and said politely: "Young brother has been wronged these days. Yun personally came to apologize. Please forgive me."

"Have you found Miss Yun in your family?" Jin Bao weighed the pros and cons in the past few days and analyzed various reasons and results. There may be only one way to free himself, that is, they found the lady who was making trouble outside and returned safely. Seeing Yun Lang's happy expression, he was almost inseparable, which was this kind of guess.

Yun Lang was a little surprised. He didn't expect Jin Bao to guess the whole story, so he smiled and said, "Yes, my lady told us about your affairs. Don't worry, from now on, let the little brother walk without any obstacles in Yunkongshan. No one can stop him. I just don't know what skills the little brother has, so I can give everyone an explanation."

"What does it mean?" Jin Bao didn't understand.

Yun Lang said solemnly: "If the disciples of Yunkongshan do not reach the realm of cultivation after they become adults, they must rely on their own abilities to continue practicing the kung fu. The little brother has become an adult, and it is unlikely that they will convince the public by eating and drinking for nothing."

"What is cultivation?" Jin Bao was puzzled.

"Walking on the sword." Yun Lang gave a clear answer.

Jin Bao had a black line at the end. He knew nothing about kung fu now, so how could he cultivate the truth? Jin Bao gritted his teeth and wanted to survive here and have a better future for himself. Even if he went to the land to be a farmer every day, he would agree.

"Mr. Yun." Jin Bao was about to ask about work, but a man came running out of breath in the distance. The man was gray in his hair and looked like he was in his fifties.

"Xiao Lichang, what's the matter?" Yun Lang asked up and asked.

Xiao Lichang wiped off the sweat from his forehead and took a deep breath: "It's not good. The water truck at the riverside at the foot of the mountain has broken and cannot be ground into something. Originally, people from Mojiazhai came to help, but this morning our people rode over quickly, and their people said they could not repair it, so we had to find a way for ourselves, so we had to come to find the teacher."

Yun Lang frowned, "No one of our people can do it?"

Xiao Lichang lowered his head, "The stonemason and the carpenter went over to see it, but no one could find the reason."

Jin Bao interrupted, "Let's do this, I know a little about repairs. How can I go and see?" He thought to himself: I am a college student majoring in science and engineering automobiles, so there should be a theory.

Yunlang nodded and said, "Okay, let's check it out now."

The three people walked down the mountain quickly. A tall wooden house was built at the narrower point of the river. There was a wooden wheel underneath and was driven by the river, connecting the top through the wooden shaft. The three people climbed the short ladder to the wooden house. The wooden shaft in the middle rotated "huh" and the wheels covered on it extended outwards without moving.

Jinbao checked briefly and found the reason quickly. There was a key lock at the connection between the wooden shaft and the wheel, ensuring that the two were synchronized. Now the key was broken and the two could not be connected, causing the wheel to remain unmoved, and the short stick on it could not move the grinder to grind the surface. Jinbao noticed that there was an iron cap on the wooden shaft, a ring on the iron cap, and the room on the upper

The beam has ropes and winch. Jinbao grabbed the iron cap and the wooden shaft rotated, and the iron cap did not rotate along with it. He couldn't help but admire the designer's wonderful idea, and the installation also took into account the convenience of maintenance.

"Xiao Lichang, do you have any tools?" Jin Bao asked.

"Yes." Xiao Lichang pointed to a corner of the house. "The stonemason and carpenter can't repair it, so I kept the tools. I was afraid that those who know how to repair it will not be able to handle it."

Jinbao showed no expression because he had never really used these tools. Fortunately, he grew up in the countryside and saw more and clumsy, and he could handle it. Soon, a rough key was done. Jinbao put a rope on the ring of the iron cap, and turned the winch, and the wooden shaft rose "squeaking" and Jinbao quickly looked for a good opportunity to install the key in place, and turned the winch back to position. The wooden shaft rotated, driving the short stick on the wheel, plucking the millstone, and slowly rotating it.

Xiao Lichang was very happy, "That's great. I asked the villagers to prepare food and grind noodles overnight. This water truck often breaks and there is no dedicated person to take care of it, which is really troublesome."

Yun Lang said slowly, "There is no need to work overnight, you just need to prepare a bedding."

"What kind of bedding is used? We rural people will not be lazy when working." Xiao Lichang said disdainfully.

Yun Lang smiled, "Who said that the bedding is for you? This little brother just came, and I was going to let him live here forever, so the room and this water truck were left to him to manage it."

Xiao Lichang was naturally happy. He and Yun Lang looked at Jinbao and asked for his advice.

Jin Baoba was not allowed to stay, so of course nodded and agreed. Xiao Lichang happily went back to prepare the bedding. Yun Lang settled him again and said that Jin Bao's two meals a day would be settled with him. Xiao Lichang agreed.

Yun Lang settled Jinbao, and with both hands, an ancient sword appeared in the air. He stepped on the sword, rushed away, and went straight to the top of Yunkong Mountain surrounded by clouds and mist.

Jin Bao was dumbfounded and could not close his mouth for a long time.

After resting for a night, Jin Bao woke up and didn't have time to have breakfast. He went to Yunkong Mountain to find Yunlang and knelt down and bowed: "Master is here, I've kowtowed to you."

Jin Baoman thought that his enthusiasm and sincerity would touch Yun Lang, but Yun Lang helped him up with both hands and shook his head and said, "Yun no longer accepts disciples. However, I promised you the absolute calculation yesterday. If you want to learn on the mountain, practice whatever you want, no one will stop you."

Jin Bao bowed again, but Yun Lang still refused to agree. He was not happy but angry. He sternly said, "The end of the matter of becoming a disciple. If you insist on your own actions, you will immediately expel Yunkong Mountain and never meet each other."

Yun Lang was furious, and Jinbao didn't know the details, so he stopped insisting. As long as he could stay and learn kung fu, Jinbao's requirements had been met, so why not do it!

No one taught Kung Fu, Jin Bao wandered around the mountain. In the first few days, he was like a headless fly, hitting walls everywhere.

The top of the mountain is a place where the main figures of the Yunkongshan Sect discuss matters and cannot be visited.

Behind the mountain is the residence of the female members of the Yunkong Mountain Sect, and they cannot be visited.

The rest are divided into academies and academies. The academies teach internal skills, mainly quiet, and are basically children; the academies mainly practice and improve various kung fu, jumping up and down, and are very lively, mostly young people. Whether it is academies and academies, there are very few people of their age like Jin Bao. Wherever he goes, he will inevitably have strange eyes.

He fumbled for a few days and found out the current situation. He would stay in the academy first, from the most basic

Start learning.

No matter what, Jin Bao is also a good young man who has received modern education. He has learned all Chinese, mathematics, physics, chemistry and biology. Although he is not among the best, he has excellent grades. Now he sits with a seven or eight-year-old child. The teacher who teaches the inner skills does not say anything, but he cannot raise his head ashamed.

Now that things have come to this point, Jinbao has no choice but to keep learning.

During the learning process, he felt that he had made rapid progress. Perhaps because of his age, Jin Bao comforted himself like this.

For example, everyone sat around the tree, closed their eyes according to the teacher's requirements, slowly regulated their breath, and let the mysterious energy run in the mysterious veins. Jinbao was always the first to enter the state of selflessness, and often heard the child's screams. Jinbao opened his eyes and found that he was already floating in the air. When he was afraid, he could not keep it and fell down, which attracted everyone's ridicule.

Qi, the more Jin Bao learned, the more he felt the mystery in it.

After more than ten days of time, Jinbao was able to retract and relax, so he couldn't wait to rush to the Art Academy to study.

On that night outside Baishi City, the fireball shot out from Mr. Mo's hand surprised Jinbao the most. The first thing he paid attention to when he came to the Academy was this aspect.

It happened that a gentleman was teaching the kung fu of the children, so Jinbao stood beside him and learned. He practiced several times repeatedly, and the mysterious energy in the mysterious vein wandered and poured into his palm. Jinbao's wrist turned outward, and a heat current gushed in his palm. Suddenly, a fireball the size of a pigeon egg shot out.

Jin Bao didn't expect this to be the case. He just gestured casually, not caring about where his palm was facing. Unexpectedly, there was a teacher who was concentrating on teaching next to him. The fireball whizzed past his ears, sweeping off several branches on the tree, and falling leaves fell down.

The gentleman was not wary of his guard, and was so scared that he trembled all over and shivered.

"who?"

The gentleman was on guard and shouted loudly.

"Sorry, sorry, I accidentally did it." Jin Bao blushed in embarrassment and kept bowing to explain.

"Go out, go out, don't make trouble here." The gentleman said angrily, driving Jinbao away.

A few days later, this good young man who studied hard and practiced became a troublemaker in the eyes of all the gentlemen. He suddenly had an qi explosion, and almost exploded the gentleman who taught his internal skills. He had caused more trouble in the martial arts academy. The gentleman who practiced ice art and taught ice art was about to take a bath, but he frozen the bath water; practicing swordsman, almost cutting off the ears of the gentleman who taught his swordsman; practicing flying knives, and pierced the bonsai carefully nurtured by the gentleman who taught his flying knives.

When all the gentlemen saw him having a headache, Jin Bao felt ashamed. He shrank his hands and feet when practicing, so he couldn't enjoy it. He had to study during the day and practice repeatedly in the open space outside the mill at night. Sometimes he lies on the floor of the mill, and his mind is full of tricks to practice.

That night, he was sleeping in the mill and suddenly heard footsteps coming from the stairs. Since he started practicing Kung Fu, he felt much more sensitive than usual, and he could distinguish the slight movements clearly.

Normally, there are many villagers who grind noodles at night. It is normal to take time to grind noodles at night.

But it's late at night, and the footsteps are very strange. Unlike the heavy sound of carrying a load on the face, someone deliberately tiptoed over.
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