Chapter 57: 7 small exercises

[057] Seven Xiao Xiwu walked through the room, Ye Qingxuan led the young people to the backyard.
Xi Yunyong and others are the old men of Qingyunguan. How martial arts knows Qingxuan's heart, only the newcomer makes Qingxuan's heart unclear.
"Show me what martial arts the two of you will show."
"Okay, I'll come first. Uncle is optimistic."
Of course, the first answer is not Xiao Yunfeng, but Qian Yunzhong, a pig.
Qian Yunzhong, who is mixed with roundness, can't help but want to laugh at that stop. With his thigh stretched and his forearm stroked, a set of white-grade middle-class martial arts that can be bought on the market. Cast out.
It can be seen that Qian Yunzhong has been instructed by a martial arts expert in this kung fu, and he has also done some hard work. It looks like a decent job, but the action will pass, and the method of punching power is wrong Now, the power is not great, coupled with this fat body, it is really enduring.
With a punch, the fat on his body was trembling, and a set of "Big Tiger Fist" was played like a pig dancing a break dance. The audience at the scene, except for the woody peaks and unsightly clouds Outside of Satoshi, everyone was laughing.
Alas, it seems that there is a long way to go to coach.
"Stop, hurry up and stop me!" Helplessly stopped Yun Zhong, who was dancing vigorously, Qingxuan scratched the brow bone with a headache with his fingers, and asked: "Handsome guy, you just did this with a right leg bow, double What's the name of the "Palm Launch" move? ... Yes, that's the way ... "
"Uncle Rapporteur, this trick is called 'Tiger Down the Mountain', hey-" Yun Zhong kept his mouth open and didn't break his hand. He said a hilarious gesture and put on a mighty move. Unfortunately, the shivering fat caused everyone to laugh, Yun Yun did not care, but waited very seriously for Qing Xuan's judgment.
"The tiger goes down? I think it is a sow arch!"
Boom, everyone finally couldn't bear it, and they all laughed to the ground.
"The hands are not straight, the legs are not strong, and the strength of your palm is not hit at all, all of you are shaken by your fat!"
Ah ha ha--
A few people started rolling on the ground.
"Two ways for you to choose, no meat for one or two months, give me weight loss ..."
"Uncle, kill me."
Yun Zhong, who had been smiling all the time, changed his face instantly, and the cave fell to her knees, tears falling down.
"Well, be obedient. Let me think about martial arts that suits you."
"Thank you, uncle, thank you, uncle, I will be obedient, I will be obedient, but the uncle is the leader, uncle ..."
The little fat man is grateful, and he makes a few noises.
Fuck, this guy had a charming face before, but Qingxuan knew that the kid was a smiling tiger, and he was hesitating not knowing how to really make him obedient. I didn't expect his unintentional words. This fat guy was so excited. It really touched me really, I really do n’t know if it was because of the
meat
factor or because of
martial arts
...
"Okay, okay, get up."
Qian Yunzhong, who was promised by Xiaoshi Qingxuan, was overjoyed, looking up at his round face, blinking his eyes proudly at the little ones, and seeing what that means is, you see, I haven't practiced my kung fu in white. Right? Dare to laugh at me-
Seeing the dead fat man who sold cheaply, the princes were unwilling to fall behind, and surrounded Qingxuan in a hug.
"Uncle Xiao, I also need to work hard--"
"Uncle Xiao, show me, too, find a suitable method for me, don't be too strong, just be a little bit worse than that fat man ..."
"me too……"
"me too……"
I was surrounded by the crowd, and Qing Xuan, who had the same small arms and lower legs, suddenly sweated.
This group of ancestors is more headache than provoke Ma Honeycomb.
I deserve to pretend to be a big charge, and I can only bury myself in the pit I dig.
"Okay, okay, there is a share, there is a share, I will find a special method for everyone, do not hurry-do not hurry-calm, calm-damn it, don't pull me pants……"
After I promised a lot of conditions, I finally let the small towns settle down and calmly listen to myself.
He wiped the cold sweat on his head, Qing Xuan said: These boys are not the masters to deal with, and the uncles who teach by their own generation are not good.
Now that you have the idea of ​​teaching Wu Yi, you can't fool people. You must also make a look and show those guys who look down on you.
Qing Xuan, who had made up his mind, naturally began to consider teaching martial arts to everyone.
After thinking about it, Qing Xuan finally decided to teach the three small martial arts skills first, one is [Tai Chi Pei Yuan Gong], the other is [All True Mind Method] and [Jin Yan Gong], and then there is the basic sword [Qingyun 36] Sword].
A unique Qimengongxin mentality method that can develop the classics, a set of precious skills in the foundation period, and a set of martial arts techniques to win the enemy. So, enough.
As for [Yuan Yu Gong], it is the secret technique of the Master, and it is not easy to spread it. Teaching this skill is now required to be approved by the Master. As for [Xiao Wu Xiang Gong], that is the greatest secret and dependence of Qing Xuan today. It may be easily taught. Besides, the practice of [Xiao Wu Xiang Gong] requires a strong internal force as the foundation, while the seven minor revisions are not high and the foundation is unstable, and there is no way to learn this advanced martial arts method.
"Okay—since you are all willing to follow the little master and me to learn martial arts, the little master will never hide any secrets. I can now teach you a set of blue-grade magical exercises that can help you develop your classics and develop your physique. In the future, we will be able to excel from other masters of the same age. Today, we will recite this recipe of martial arts martial arts [Tai Chi Pei Yuan Gong], who remembers it well, remember it, add meat to dinner ... Remember bad, dinner is not necessary I remember there is something delicious, two steamed buns, no meals ... and, when to carry it back, when to sleep for me— "
I looked at all the young people with an urgent expression in their excitement, Ye Qingxuan's heart was dark. It seems that his own super little brother's development plan has gone a step further.
The teaching on the first day was completely rote learning. Ye Qingxuan demonstrated it by himself, first recite the exercises of "Tai Chi Pei Yuan Gong" to the audience, and then examine the recitation of the children one by one.
Don't stop this first day of training until all the children can memorize it.
I was just training on the first day, and Ye Qingxuan noticed a difference from the children. Among the few children, none of them have stupid heads. [Tai Chi Pei Yuan Gong] has more than 500 words. They can basically recite the whole text after three to five times of oral dictation.
In particular, Xiao Yunfeng and Lin Yuncong have the most advanced memories. Basically, the first time I can repeat it is inseparable.
Just before dinner, Ye Qingxuan penetrated into everyone's body again.
This day passed so easily.

A messy and noisy day has finally passed.
In order to better take care of several small ones, including Ye Qingxuan, of course, Guanli has already brought the luggage of everyone into Ye Qingxuan's "nameless small courtyard" ~ EbookFREE.me ~ nameless small courtyard "a main house There are rooms on both sides, a few children, no problem living.
Qi Yunxuan was in a room by himself, with several boys in a chase and sleeping in the front yard. Qing Xuan cleaned up the backyard hut himself and lived in it.
When the night was quiet, the children were sleeping in the front yard and inside the shop.
Lin Lincong really couldn't sleep, and it seemed to me that he had forgotten something, but couldn't remember it for a while. Scratching my cheeks there, tossing on the other side, making it difficult to fall asleep.
Yun Yong next to him was awoken shortly afterwards, and muttered angrily: "What's wrong with you? You have lice?"
"No ... no."
"So what are you doing?"
"Looks like we forgot something?"
"Huh? Forgot what? Forgot to eat?"
"No--"
"It's gone! Go to bed !!!"
"Uh-also ... forget it, don't want to, sleep!"

Outside the house, the moon is clear and the trees are thick.
Woohoo ...
For a while, the Nighthawk was crying, like a baby crying.
Alas ...
There was a cry of weakness and wailing, like a sorrow in the middle of the night.
He fluttered, and the Nighthawk frightened.
"Help ... help!"
A hoarse voice, a sharp tone.
"Uncle-I ... I ... I know I was wrong-!"
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