The Record of Swordsmen in the Late Sui and Early Tang Dynasties

Chapter 5 Wu Wuji is busy practicing martial arts all day long ([-])
After dinner, the hard-working family immediately went to bed. After all, they had worked hard for so many days, and the whole family was exhausted.

In the morning of the next day, Duan Wuji got up early and immediately started to practice martial arts. There were small figures of Duan Wuji jumping up and down everywhere in the yard. Tired and sweating profusely.

By the time the smoke from Duan Yanqing's house rose, Duan Wuji had already practiced for more than an hour.

When the time was not long, Liu Caihua shouted loudly: "Master, the meal is ready, it's time to get up.

Longevity, don't sleep late, you see the sun has risen.

Erdan, stop fooling around outside, call your master out for dinner. "

After hearing this, Duan Wuji immediately ran to the back room and dragged out his master Zhizhi monk.

"Master, the meal is ready, hurry up and eat, my mother asked me to call you."

The smart monk was dragged by Duan Wuji to the dining table, and Duan Yanqing brought a handful of oranges to the smart monk. "Master Zhizhi, let's have dinner. My family is poor, and I can't bring you anything good to entertain you. Just take care of yourself."

Speaking of which, Duan Yanqing handed over a piece of bun, and Liu Caihua then brought over the soup.

The intelligent monk listened and shook his head. "Blesser Duan, how do monks talk about eating and drinking? As long as they are full, it's fine. It's also because of my predestined relationship with the little benefactor, otherwise, I wouldn't have taught him."

How could Duan Wuji have the time to listen to these?While they were talking, Duan Wuji had already eaten two pieces of bun, and reached out to get the third piece.

Duan Changsheng saw it and said with a smile: "Mother, look, the hungry wolf has gone down the mountain again. He just ate the meal last night. You can see that he hasn't eaten for three days. He's a glutton."

Duan Yanqing laughed and said: "Changsheng, don't worry about him, let him eat enough, this martial arts practice is hard work, how can you not eat enough? Fortunately, there is still a lot of food at home, so he has something to eat."

Duan Changsheng didn't say anything after hearing this, and had to lower his head to eat.

After breakfast, Duan Wuji began to jump up and down to practice boxing again. Duan Yanqing sat beside him with a smile and watched, Liu Caihua sat under the tree and watched his son practicing martial arts in the yard while holding the soles of his shoes. Writing words with branches on the ground, the family is also happy.

At noon in Xiaoxiang, Duan Wuji stopped practicing martial arts, ran over to Liucaihua and said, "Mother, is there any steamed bun in the pot? I'm hungry again."

Willow cauliflower was taken aback. "My little ancestor, are you hungry just now? You can really eat! There are still some buns in the pot, you can eat them."

Duan Wuji ran to the side of the pot, took a piece in one hand, and gnawed it left and right.

Willow cauliflower saw it and shouted: "My little ancestor, can you eat slowly? You are not afraid of choking!"

Duan Changsheng saw it and shouted: "Oh, oh. The hungry wolf is going down the mountain again, the hungry wolf is going down the mountain again."

Duan Wuji didn't care about this, he just kept eating, and after eating four yuan of buns, Duan Wuji ran to the yard to continue practicing boxing and kicking.

At noon, Liu Caihua shouted loudly: "The head of the house, Changsheng, it's time for dinner. Er Dan, stop practicing, why don't you call your master over for dinner?"

When Duan Changsheng saw it, he yelled in a low voice, "He just ate the feeling just now, so he's not hungry anymore."

Duan Wuji glared at his brother and said: "You are not hungry, I have been hungry for a long time."

Duan Wuji ran over to grab the smart monk's hand and said, "Master, let's go eat. Daddy, you should hurry over and eat too."

The whole family sat at the dining table together with the smart monk, and Duan Wuji was still scrambling for food and drink.

After the meal, Duan Yanqing teased Duan Wuji with a smile and said, "Wuji, what will you do when you grow up?"

Duan Wuji thought for a while and said, "I'll be an official when I grow up. When the time comes, I will ride a big horse and wear new clothes. Daddy, do you think it's okay? I'll buy you something good to eat when the time comes."

Duan Yanqing laughed out loud. "Okay, okay, okay, daddy is just waiting for that day."

Liucaihua laughed and said, "Damn, if you want to be an official, you should be a high-ranking official. An official as big as the county magistrate in our county town, look how majestic he is when he comes in and out!"

Duan Wuji listened and nodded. "Well, mother, I see. I'll buy you some snacks when the time comes, okay?"

Liucaihua hugged her son in her arms after listening. "Damn, mother is just like your father, mother is looking forward to that day!"

Duan Wuji struggled out of his mother's arms, and said with a smile: "Father, mother, please rest, I'm off to practice martial arts."

Saying that, Duan Wuji ran out of the house.

The intelligent monk glanced at Duan Yanqing and said with a smile: "Benefactor, Wuji is a man who can be made. If he is taken care of by him, his future prospects are really limitless. I hope the benefactor will not delay him."

After hearing this, Duan Yanqing said with a smile: "I hope it's as the master said, if he is really like what his mother said, as an official as big as the county magistrate, then I will be satisfied. Hey, motherfucker, from tomorrow Let’s start baking a few more buns, the children are growing up, and they won’t be able to grow up if they are hungry.”

Willow cauliflower nodded. "Well, master, I understand. You can rest assured."

When the sun was westward, Duan Wuji ran in from outside sweating profusely, grabbed two buns from the pot, and gnawed them until they were finished.

Duan Wuji said with a smile: "Master Zhizhi, it's getting cold outside, let's go outside."

Seeing Liu Caihua, she asked, "What's the matter? Bastard, don't you practice martial arts anymore?"

Duan Wuji turned his head away after listening. "Mother, no, I want Master Zhizhi to teach me a new method of internal strength. That thing is much more difficult than practicing boxing. I have been learning it for several days, and I haven't learned it yet?"

The smart monk listened with a wry smile and said: "I only have theoretical knowledge of this new method of internal strength, and I only have a half-knowledge of practical cultivation. Sigh, can this half-toned master teach any good disciples? Sigh, let's go."

After saying that, Zhi Zhi monk led Duan Wuji out of the courtyard.

When the sun was setting, monk Zhizhi led Duan Wuji in from the outside.

Duan Yanqing said with a smile: "Master Zhizhi, Wuji, sit down and eat, it's been a hard day."

Duan Changsheng looked at Duan Wuji and said, "Damn, sit next to brother and eat. You little glutton."

Duan Wuji sat next to his brother and reached out to grab the buns.

Duan Yanqing glanced at it and said with a smile: "Wuji, have you learned the new method of internal strength today?"

Duan Wuji muttered in a low voice while stuffing something into his mouth: "Well, I've almost learned it, let's learn it slowly, so much knowledge, how can I learn it all in one day? Didn't I say: As time goes by, why should people be so busy?" ?”

Duan Yanqing smiled helplessly after hearing this: "You kid didn't learn much knowledge from me, but instead used it here, hey, it's really you.

Promise, you must know that an inch of time is worth an inch of gold, and an inch of gold cannot buy an inch of time. You must know that if the young do not work hard, the old will be sad! "

Duan Wuji listened and nodded. "Well, Dad, I see."

Duan Yanqing nodded. "It's good if you know, let's eat."

After dinner, Duan Wuji got on the kang early, and sat cross-legged on the kang to meditate. After a while, Duan Wuji entered a state of tranquility as if he had died.

Seeing him, Zhizhi monk whispered to Duan Yanqing and Liucaihua: "Wuji is really a master of martial arts! If he is in a state of tranquility, you'd better not disturb him, he will naturally move after he finishes practicing."

Duan Yanqing nodded. "Well, Master Zhizhi, we know."

Seeing this, Liu Caihua was surprised and asked, "Master Zhizhi, can you practice while sitting like this? What kind of exercise is this?"

"Amitabha, this is the kung fu that the poor monk learned from a Taoist friend. According to the Taoist friend, this set of exercises is called Changsheng internal movement. It was taught to me by a Taoist priest named Chen. Alas, I haven't practiced it yet. Well, let’s teach Wuji first. Who knows if he can learn it thoroughly! It depends on his fate.”

Duan Yanqing glanced at Duan Changsheng and said: "Hey, Changsheng, there is nothing else to do now, you can write on the ground with a branch for a while, and read for your father."

The smart monk saw it and said with a smile: "Master Duan, you should be busy, the poor monk has gone to rest."

Duan Yanqing smiled. "Master Zhizhi, you don't have to be polite."

After speaking, the intelligent monk returned to his room.

In the middle of the night, Duan Yanqing's family was about to go to bed, but Duan Wuji was still meditating there.

Seeing Liu Caihua, she said to Duan Yanqing: "The head of the house, wake him up, so we can sleep well?"

Duan Yanqing shook his head after hearing this. "Didn't Master Zhizhi just say that? Don't bother him, let's sleep in our own. When will he receive his work, and when will he sleep in his own."

After speaking, Duan Yanqing went to the table and blew out the lamp.

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