Chapter 38

An yuan suddenly changed his temperament, and Han Changsheng was extremely dissatisfied with it. In the past, although the dog Xianjun had a bad character, he just wanted to beat him. To be honest, he wasn't so annoying. Moreover, he was very easy to cheat. In a few days, he took him as a good brother. He jumped a cliff, and then he jumped down. He had multiple feelings! Now, what kind of ghost is it now? Let him help to heal the wound. How can you say that "your life and death are in my hands" and speak to a kind-hearted master who teaches him martial arts?! The dog ate all the proprieties, righteousness and shame!

Anyuan took a wild fruit and ate it for breakfast. Seeing that Han Changsheng was still sitting there, he was stunned and said, "my good master, teach me sword and martial arts from today on."

Han Changsheng did not have a good way: "do you still want to learn?"

Anyuan, of course: "nature. I want to be stronger. "

Han Changsheng rolled his eyes: "Why become stronger? Don't you remember anything?"

An yuan squinted, smile let Han Changsheng feel chilly: "I want to become strong, in order to control everything in my hands, no longer be bullied."

Han Changsheng curled his lips: "who bullied you..." He remembered that he had coaxed gouxianjun into a smile. He remembered the shocking expression on his face at the moment when he jumped off the cliff. He turned his mouth with some guilty heart, "don't you remember..."

Anyuan squinted and didn't speak.

After breakfast, Han Changsheng meditated and adjusted his breath for a while. The air in the mountain is very fresh, which is suitable for practicing martial arts. In addition, Anyuan helped him to regulate himself last night. Now he feels much more comfortable.

However, physically comfortable, the heart is very uncomfortable. He was threatened by the immortals in the underworld already very uncomfortable, this down the earth dog fairy King unexpectedly still dare to threaten him, he this demon cult leader still do not do?!

Han Changsheng learned from his painful experience and decided that he should never encourage gouxianjun's arrogance. If he has a handle in his hand, doesn't he grasp it in his own hand?

After a while, an yuan came over and said, "start practicing."

Han Changsheng opened his eyes and pointed to a pile of dirty clothes beside him, which were wet by sweat last night. Fortunately, before he went to the mountain, he still remembered to buy a few more sets of clothes for gouxianjun.

Anyuan didn't even take a look: "no washing."

Han Changsheng said angrily, "if you don't wash, you won't be taught to practice."

Anyuan's face doesn't matter: "then you can conquer your internal power."

Han Changsheng sneered: "if I die, do you think you have a good life? I've poisoned you for a long time. If you don't obey your orders, the poison will hurt your heart and intestines every night! " Isn't it a threat? Who can't!

An yuan eyebrow slightly moved, sneered: "I don't need to poison you, as long as I help you get through the meridians, a little bit of hand and foot, enough to make you pain more than death."

Han Changsheng was furious and took out a bottle of Du Yuefei's special tonic pill from his arms: "this is the purging elixir specially made by Ben Gaoren. As long as you eat it into your stomach, you will have diarrhea for seven days and seven nights."

Anyuan or not in a hurry: "I seal you a meridian, let you seven days and seven nights can not pull out."

Han Changsheng also took out a bottle of Yangxue pill: "this is yangwuwei pill. Take this medicine and let you become a living eunuch from now on!"

Anyuan said: "I can let you ﹣ soar to the sky, whether it is a person, a ghost, a pig or a dog

Han Changsheng shivered. Is an yuan really so good? But there is not a pig in this valley except Anyuan. If he really did this to himself, wouldn't he Pooh, Pooh, Pooh! What are you thinking!

"Crazy, let you become a fool, see a man call a father, see a woman call mother!"

"I use real Qi to rush your Lingquan acupoint, which makes you crazy and don't know whether you are a man or a dog!"

"Fragrant smelly reversal pill, let you like to smell the smell!"

"I'll turn your five senses upside down!"

"I, I, I..." Han Changsheng felt out a bottle of golden wound medicine again, "this is This is Disfigurement! Once painted, it will be ugly

Anyuan took a puff from the corner of his mouth: "you painted this for me only yesterday."

Han Changsheng said triumphantly, "yes! I've given you the medicine! I can think of giving you an antidote when I go to wash and cook

Anyuan sniffed: "childish."

“！ #"Han Changsheng said angrily," you are naive! Stupid! There's no cure

An yuan is too lazy to entangle with Han Changsheng again and gets up to pick up the pile of dirty clothes. He saw that Han Changsheng had also left his underwear in it, and said, "wash this by yourself."

Han Changsheng rolled his eyes: "I can't wash it."

Anyuan looked at him with disgust: "haven't you washed your underwear for 20 years?"

Han Changsheng:

Anyuan walked to the river with his clothes in his arms. He said carelessly, "if you are not afraid of me, I will paint something on it..."

Han Changsheng jumped up and took back his underwear and walked to the stream in a bad mood.

Anyuan sneered: "Oh, by the way, and your poisons. I saw you take one of each bottle last night."

Han Changsheng: I can't live this life!

Early in the morning, two people squat by the river to wash clothes as morning exercise.

Anyuan was quick in action and soon washed several clothes. At the same time, Han Changsheng also washed his underwear.

"Squeak." Poor underpants were washed into two pieces in Han Changsheng's hand.

Han Chang threw the rag angrily: "practice sword!"

An yuan's injury is not complete, the intensity of training can not be very big, Han Changsheng asked him to practice a stab in the bamboo. He drew a point on the bamboo, and asked an yuan to hit this point every time he took out his sword, and it was just right. He could not pierce the bamboo, nor could he miss it.

What elder Lan Fang taught Han Changsheng is the essence of sword technique. In fact, the sword technique is not so mysterious. The people who can be coaxed by gorgeous skills are not real masters. No matter how delicate the moves are, they are only composed of the simplest movements. The key to winning is only three words that everyone knows: fast, hard and accurate. However, today's young children are too eager to move forward, and are often blinded.

Anyuan for Han Changsheng to develop his training plan, no comments, soon concentrate on practice. He has seen Han Changsheng's swordsmanship. Simple and sharp, seemingly simple state is often the most difficult to achieve. Han Changsheng's sword was not only practiced in the underground palace of taohuagu in those five days. In the previous 19 years, he was forced to practice by the old master and the Dharma protectors of other hall leaders. If those people didn't force him too hard, he would not have left home all day. What the elder Lan Fang did was to make him understand.

In the evening, Anyuan helps Han Changsheng guide the true Qi to conquer the internal force.

I don't know if Anyuan intended to retaliate. When he was exercising his kung fu, Han Changsheng felt like a needle pricking all over his body, and soon his clothes were wet with cold sweat. Anyuan was very hard to help him protect Dharma by his side. The two hands were opposite. Anyuan guided his Qi through Han Changsheng's body. At this time, he was sweating profusely.

In fact, even without Anyuan's Dharma protection, Han Changsheng could do it alone, but Anyuan didn't want to teach him the mental Dharma pithy formula, preferring to fake his own strength.

Han Changsheng couldn't bear the pain, and reluctantly pulled up a smile: "good disciple, you are too tired, and I feel sorry for you. You can tell me the pithy formula of heart method to my teacher, and I can work hard for myself."

Anyuan said coldly, "shut up if you don't want to be possessed."

Han Changsheng scolded gouxianjun 108 times in his heart. He held his breath and let him toss.

After a long time, an yuan stopped his hands and fell to the ground with a tired head. In the twinkling of an eye, he fainted. Han Changsheng was also very tired. He fell asleep with his head against his head and his feet against his feet. He had no words for a night.

The next day, Anyuan washed his clothes and continued to practice.

He was about to stab the bamboo as he did yesterday. Han Changsheng stopped him: "wait a minute. Today, change a new way of practice."

Anyuan stops and looks at him suspiciously.

Han Changsheng said, "today, you need to train your muscle strength." He stepped forward and pinched Anyuan's arms and legs. An yuan's muscles are very symmetrical, not too much or too little. The distribution of strength and speed of this type of muscle is just right for a swordsman, because the swordsman does not need brute force as he uses weapons such as big board axes and meteor hammers. The most important thing is dexterity. Therefore, swordsman masters often wear broad clothes and look thin, but they are hidden under them We should not underestimate the power of. Han Changsheng only felt that his hand felt excellent, grinned and pretended to be disgusted: "your muscles are too bad. We are going to carry out targeted training today to strengthen one of your muscles."

Anyuan takes back the scabbard of the sword and waits quietly for Han Changsheng to arrange.

Han Changsheng pointed out: "today, we should strengthen the training of your hip muscles! Come on, like this! " Han Changsheng took an yuan to a bamboo tree, broke the bamboo and let go. The bamboo that bounced back hit an yuan's butt.

In an instant, an yuan was so murderous on Thursday that a flying butterfly fell to the ground.

Han Changsheng did not fear to meet his eyes that could make the magma freeze: "like this, you can practice 100 times today. To know that the hip muscle is very important, it is the key part connecting your waist strength and lower limb strength. Any swordsman must have strong hip strength Well, that's it. Practice it yourself. "

Their eyes met in the air. In a flash, they banged and banged for hundreds of moves. All the insects and animals around them started to flee.

Han Changsheng sneered in his heart: ha ha ha, do you think Laozi is a bully? Let's see who will die!

That night, an yuan helped Han Changsheng to ease his anger. On the morning of the third day, Han Changsheng only felt the swelling pain of his buttocks. His waist seemed to be about to be broken. He bared his teeth at every step.

Black and white impermanence opened the illusion to check the scene of the mortal world, just to see Han Changsheng and an yuan living in seclusion in the mountains and forests. They loved each other and forced daily life.

Black impermanence is very worried: "you say this mortal is so unreliable, can he help an yuan Xian Jun return to his throne smoothly?"

Bai Wuchang sighed: "now there is no other way. We can't interfere with the mortal world with fairies. We can only give a little advice to the ordinary people. To what extent we can do it depends on himself. The fate of Xianjun is not his fate? It's all their own creation. "

Hei Wuchang connects the dreamland to the star pool. Seeing the star of disaster of Anyuan is still on tirelessly, he can only sigh.

Du Yuefei's special wound medicine is very effective. After a few days, Anyuan's wound was healed. Han Changsheng began to develop more targeted exercises for him.

Anyuan's basic skills are not bad. He is a good material for practicing martial arts. His hard work in one day is often higher than that of others for three or five days. However, the training intensity of Yuehua school is not high, which can't compare with Han Changsheng's dark days in the demon sect in his childhood, so he is still a little worse than Han Changsheng.

In addition to training an yuan's basic sword moves, Han Changsheng also began to instruct him to "understand".

At the beginning, in order to let Han Changsheng "realize", elder Yuanfang threw him into the underground palace full of vines. Han Changsheng was anxious to come out and realized it unconsciously. Han Changsheng could not provide such conditions for Anyuan. He did not have the accumulation of Yuanfang elder for decades. Anyuan was his first apprentice. He was a bit clumsy in religious matters and could only rely on his words.

"You close your eyes and regard the bamboo around you as enemies. Find out the weakness of these enemies and attack them."

Anyuan did not understand: "but these bamboo are dead things."

Han Changsheng said: "don't be so stubborn. You can also regard the enemy as a dead thing. As long as you are quick enough, or can anticipate the enemy's action, quickly find out his weakness, he is not dead? What I taught you a few days ago is to practice with bamboo, flowers, trees and water to make you understand what level your sword can do. Take your sword as part of your body, like your hand. Close your eyes to strengthen your feelings. To achieve the unity of man and sword. You have to understand that what matters is not what the enemy is, but how your sword is. " Han Changsheng finished this nonsense, picked his nose excrement and flicked it away. A lot of things, in fact, can only be understood, not words. Han Changsheng can't teach people at all. He would like to send gouxianjun back to elder Lanfang for guidance. Fortunately, there is still some time to go before the Wulin assembly. He can grind it slowly.

I didn't expect that after listening to his words, dog Xianjun suddenly felt shocked and closed his eyes.

A moment later, an yuan suddenly wakes up from his epiphany, suddenly pulls out his sword, and flies in the bamboo forest.

Han Changsheng looked at an yuan's action and was stunned. This guy is really better than when he was in Yuehua school. This guy's talent There is no limit to it.

Looking at an yuan's sword dancing figure, Han Changsheng couldn't help itching and began to practice sword.

There is no end to martial arts. There are people outside, there are days out of the sky. No matter how powerful they are, they can become stronger and stronger. No one else can surpass, surpass oneself.

In the evening, Anyuan helps Han Changsheng ease his anger. After that, Han Changsheng falls asleep. Although Anyuan was very tired, he did not immediately go to sleep. He moved to Han Changsheng and studied Han Changsheng's face in the moonlight outside the window.

He whispered, "who on earth are you?"

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