Ye Jingtang concentrated fully and carefully perceived every movement. After practicing it back and forth only twice, he experienced a rather mysterious feeling.
The restless qi and blood in his body that had nowhere to vent before seemed to be guided by the move, and there was a "qi" gathering towards his right hand.
Although the movement seemed not much different from a normal wave of the hand, except for the difference in the way of exerting force, his feeling was like when he couldn't walk before and suddenly learned how to walk, entering a completely different realm.
To put it simply, he used to practice martial arts for the "form"; now he is practicing for the "spirit".
After the third practice, without seriously pondering, Ye Jingtang understood the intention of these movements. When the feeling came, he directly delivered a palm strike towards the nearby wall.
Peng—
A dull sound appeared in the room. The sound was barely audible but extremely heavy, as if a thousand-jin iron hammer wrapped in cotton had smashed into the wall. There was no sound, only force.
The old house shook slightly, and a few old tiles fell from the hole. There was no other change.
Ye Jingtang took his hand away from the earthen wall. The earthen wall was intact, and not even the wall plaster fell off. But when he poked it with his finger, it was as if his finger sank into soft sand.
Shasha sha...
The sand slipped off, and a clear palm print appeared on the wall, more than two inches deep!
"Good martial arts skills..."
Ye Jingtang looked at his own palm, his eyes full of surprise. In his entire life, this was the first time he had discovered that his martial arts skills were so high.
Luo Ning casually taught him one move, and he was already so powerful. If he could dig out the supreme secret manual "Minglong Tu" buried in the imperial harem and make it his own, wouldn't he soar on the spot?
Thinking of this, Ye Jingtang instinctively glanced in the direction of the imperial city outside the window, and a touch of eagerness flashed in his eyes.
On the opposite side, Luo Ning's red lips were slightly parted, and her alluring peach blossom eyes were almost wide open. She stared blankly at Ye Jingtang. It took her a long time to come back to her senses, and she said in disbelief:
"You... Why do you know the 'Fourteen Hands of Sticking to the Clouds'?"
"Hmm?"
Ye Jingtang collected his thoughts and looked at Luo Ning, feeling confused:
"Didn't you just teach it?"
"You still know I just taught it? You can learn it just after I taught it?"
Ye Jingtang raised his hand and waved it: "Such a simple move. If you can't learn it after being taught, are you an idiot?"
Sim... ple...
Idiot...
Luo Ning stared with her eyes wide open, obviously stunned by these words.
It takes an ordinary person at least three years to get started with the "Fourteen Hands of Sticking to the Clouds".
Although the young man in front of her had already laid a good foundation and had a powerful inner strength, it was still incredible that he could figure out all the methods of channeling qi in three tries and use them for himself.
And he even had the nerve to say that "not being able to learn is being an idiot".
According to this statement, except for the "One Immortal, Two Saints, and Eight Champions" in the world, everyone else is an idiot!
Luo Ning's delicate mouth was slightly open, wanting to question Ye Jingtang. But she had just taught the move herself, and it had never been passed on outside before. Why could this young man learn it in advance?
Could it be that this young man's talent was really so incredible...
Ye Jingtang saw the young woman's shock. He guessed that he had indeed learned a bit too quickly, so he put away his hands and smiled:
"I learned quickly, or it's because Heroine Luo taught well and carefully. Hmm... How about Heroine Luo try again? I don't believe that I can learn such an advanced move just by looking at it once."
Luo Ning didn't believe it either and raised her hand to try. But she immediately reacted—This young man was trying to take advantage of her for free!
Luo Ning quickly withdrew her hand, put one hand behind her back, and assumed the posture of a lofty beauty like an iceberg:
"If you want to learn martial arts, you should know the rules? First, you need to become an apprentice and show your respect for three years. Only when the master thinks you are sincere, have good character and understanding will he consider teaching you real martial arts. Do you have a teacher?"
Ye Jingtang understood what the young woman meant—She wanted to accept him as an apprentice—He didn't say anything and his eyes glanced at the considerable "little melon" of Heroine Luo.
"..."
Luo Ning then remembered that she had been pressed and touched just now. It was probably not appropriate to accept him as an apprentice, so she coughed lightly:
"I have some connections in the martial arts world. Except for the three old immortals on the mountain, I have friendships with the others. You have good talent. If you are interested, I can introduce you to a teacher. The prerequisite is that you have to sincerely follow me and treat me as... as..."
It seemed that no matter what she said, it wasn't right...
Ye Jingtang saw how confident Luo Ning's words were and was surprised:
"You know all the Eight Champions?"
"Yes, they all have to show me some respect."
Ye Jingtang looked at her with full of doubt: "Then why were you running for your life in the capital and relying on me to cover for you?"
Luo Ning felt Ye Jingtang's disdain, and her eyes narrowed slightly:
"Do you think just anyone dares to cause trouble with the Black Yamen in the capital? I just didn't want to kill innocent people earlier. Otherwise, you and those two little constables could be killed without even alerting the people on the street. If you don't want to follow me, then you can only learn one move, and we'll be even, with no debts between us."
Seeing this, Ye Jingtang didn't force it. He jumped up and repaired the leaking roof, and casually asked:
"Heroine Luo, are you really married?"
"Hmm?" Luo Ning was taken aback and looked at Ye Jingtang coldly: "What do you mean?"
"From your reaction just now, you seemed very inexperienced. You didn't even know how to be affectionate. You don't look like a married woman..."
?!
Luo Ning was immediately ashamed and angry and was about to draw her sword.
But at this moment, slight footsteps suddenly came from outside the courtyard.
Tata...
Both of them were startled, thinking that the constables had come back. Their reactions were surprisingly consistent—the stunning heroine lay down immediately, assuming the appearance of a wife; Ye Jingtang pounced on her and started to pose.
But before they could make a sound, a woman's low cry came from outside:
"Madam?"
!!
It was like a bolt from the blue!
Ye Jingtang was just about to speak and flirt, but the words almost choked him.
Luo Ning was just about to cooperate, but she was so frightened by this sound that she trembled and kicked Ye Jingtang, kicking the eager man off the bed.
Plop—
A dull sound came from the room.
At the same moment, the door was pushed open.
A figure wearing a bamboo hat and a coir raincoat rushed into the room that was bare with only four walls.
The figure was not tall, probably only reaching up to Ye Jingtang's shoulder. There was a knife with a red tassel hanging under the coir raincoat. The face under the bamboo hat was very delicate. It was a young girl of only sixteen years old.
The girl in the bamboo hat was extremely agile. The moment she rushed into the room, she saw Ye Jingtang, who was tall and big, roll on the ground and stand up.
And Madam was leaning against the wall with a pale face, looking terrified, full of panic. It was unknown what kind of humiliation she had suffered!
"Scoundrel!"
The girl in the bamboo hat was furious when she saw this scene. She immediately drew her waist knife and pounced towards Ye Jingtang:
"Die!"
Ye Jingtang was a bit stunned. He instinctively drew his knife to block, and as a result, he found that this girl was quite fierce. With one knife, she actually made him stagger, and she charged at him again.
Even if Ye Jingtang could parry, he couldn't really fight. Seeing that Luo Ning was too scared to stop her, he urgently reminded:
"Heroine, wait a moment. We're on the same side!"
The girl in the bamboo hat stopped her movement and glanced at her madam out of the corner of her eye.
Luo Ning, who was cowering in the corner, was trembling all over. At this moment, she came back to her senses and hurriedly said:
"Yunli, stop. This little rascal... No, this young hero is a good person."
The girl in the bamboo hat was half convinced and looked at Ye Jingtang coldly:
"Who are you? Why are you here?"
"I..."
Ye Jingtang was about to explain, but then he felt something was wrong and slightly spread his hands:
"Miss Yun, this is my home! Why do you think I'm here?"
Zhe Yunli was taken aback: "My surname is Zhe! Not Yun. I found this place first and have lived here for half a month. How can it be your home? When I came here yesterday, you occupied my place. I haven't dealt with you yet..."
Ye Jingtang took out the lease contract written by the landlady from his sleeve:
"Did you pay? Show me the lease contract?"
"..."
Zhe Yunli naturally didn't have it. Feeling guilty, she changed the subject and looked at Ye Jingtang's attire:
"Aren't you a scholar?"
"Who said I'm a scholar?"
"Madam said so... Well."
Zhe Yunli finally realized that they were the ones who had trespassed on someone else's house. She put away her knife and ran to the bedside:
"Madam, are you okay?"
As she spoke, she took off her bamboo hat, revealing her long hair tied up like a man's.
Her瓜子脸was very delicate. Her willow eyebrows and red lips carried a bit of a unique chivalrous air. In terms of appearance, she was not inferior to the madam in front of her. It was just that she hadn't fully grown up yet and didn't have that alluring charm like mellow wine.
When Ye Jingtang heard Zhe Yunli call Luo Ning "madam" and saw that they didn't look like mother and daughter, he secretly heaved a sigh of relief for some reason.
Luo Ning was obviously feeling guilty. She nestled in the quilt and pretended to be weak:
"I'm fine. Don't worry."
"Madam, why is your face sometimes red and sometimes white?"
"I was expelling poison just now. Madam has profound martial arts skills and is already okay, but I'm just a bit out of breath."
"Oh... Why is there a white chicken here?"
Zhe Yunli looked at the bird that was watching from the side and then at Ye Jingtang:
"Did you raise it?"
"Jiji?"
The bird was very unhappy.
"It seems so. I'll stew some chicken soup for Madam." The girl in the bamboo hat said and was about to go and catch the chicken.
As a result, before Ye Jingtang could move, Luo Ning quickly blocked the bird that had "helped her out" just now behind her:
"This bird can't be eaten. Hmm... All things have spirits. I like this bird."
Seeing this, Zhe Yunli let the bird go. She wanted to help Luo Ning check her body, but when she pulled the quilt, she turned to look at Ye Jingtang again:
"Do you have any dry food? Madam didn't eat in the afternoon, and when I came back, the situation was tense, so I forgot to bring it."
Ye Jingtang looked at the two of them, one big and one small, who wouldn't leave. After a moment of silence, he called the bird over and turned to go out the door...
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It was already completely dark.
The doors and windows of the main room were tightly closed, but they couldn't block the breeze that seeped in through the gaps; the coir raincoat covering the hole occasionally dripped a crystal-clear raindrop, making a "tick" sound.
An oil lamp was placed on the bedside, casting the shadows of two people on the wall.
Luo Ning hugged the pillow and lay on the bed. Her tea-green skirt was pulled down to the hip line, and her white back like mutton fat was exposed to the candlelight, like a flawless piece of jade that was hard to come by even with a lot of money.
Zhe Yunli massaged and pushed on her back with both hands to regulate the qi and blood, sighing as she said:
"It's all Master's fault. There are so many experts in our 'Pingtian Sect', but he didn't give me any of them. If any one of the Four Guardians had come, how could we have been chased around..."
Luo Ning was a bit absent-minded and said softly: "Your master is not heartless. The capital city is a place where hidden dragons and crouching tigers gather. There are a hundred thousand imperial guards outside, and there are also a group of experts hidden in the imperial palace. Even your master wouldn't be sure of rescuing someone if he came. How could he let his disciples take the risk? We owe Hero Qiu a favor. Running here privately is already a matter of ignoring the overall situation..."
The Pingtian Sect is one of the most top-notch forces in the martial arts world at present. The leader of the Pingtian Sect ranks first among the Eight Champions and is also the most powerful "leader of the rebels" on the surface in the Great Wei Dynasty.
But compared with the rulers of the entire world, the Pingtian Sect still has a huge gap.
Zhe Yunli knew that what her madam said was the truth, but she was still unhappy:
"Hero Qiu was caught by the government in order to cover for me and may be executed at any time. How could I just stand by and do nothing? It's all her fault. Not only did she not come to rescue him, but she also refused to teach me all her real skills, nor did she teach Madam..."
"Learning martial arts depends on talent. Your master is a once-in-a-hundred-year genius. People in Fengguan City all say that if the 'Martial Immortal' leaves the mortal world, your master may take over that title. Even if such a person teaches us the skills, how could you and I learn them? Previously, when I wanted to learn, your master taught me the 'Opening Screen Sword', saying it was an ordinary sword technique he casually thought up. As a result, I couldn't even get started after learning it for half a month. You don't know the look of disdain on your master's face. Sigh..."
When Luo Ning said this, she turned her head to look at the night rain outside the window, lost in thought. She was probably thinking of Ye Jingtang's look today—that it was unbelievable that there were actually fools who couldn't learn.
Zhe Yunli secretly smiled. When she found that her madam didn't respond, she blinked her eyes and looked back at the window:
"Madam, why do you keep looking at the window?"
I'm afraid that little rascal is peeking...
Luo Ning withdrew her gaze and said softly:
"The room is draughty on all sides. Since Madam took off her clothes, I naturally have to be careful."
Zhe Yunli smiled sweetly: "Don't worry, Madam. That kid's martial arts skills are mediocre. I made him stagger with one knife. How could he have the guts to peek?"
Luo Ning had been touched for a quarter of an hour just now and didn't think that little rascal didn't have the nerve. But she didn't dare to say these things, so she just smiled:
"Don't underestimate this little rascal. Madam tried him today and found that his talent is really extraordinary. He may become a great figure in the future."
Zhe Yunli was taken aback and asked: "Really? How does he compare with me?"
"The gap is quite big."
"Hee hee~ That's for sure. Master said that as long as I study hard and practice diligently, I can become a grandmaster before I'm twenty-five..."
"..."
Luo Ning opened her mouth, not wanting to discourage her "little cotton-padded jacket", and didn't say anything more.
Zhe Yunli applied the wound medicine and carefully checked Madam's body up and down to see if there were any other injuries. But as soon as she lifted the quilt and touched it, she was suddenly taken aback:
"Madam..."
"Hmm?"
Zhe Yunli had a strange expression and touched Luo Ning's leg:
"Why are your pants wet?"
?!
Luo Ning's face instantly turned red, and she quickly pulled the quilt up:
"I just expelled poison and sweated all over. How could my body be dry?"
"I thought Madam wet the bed... Ouch~"
Before Zhe Yunli could finish laughing, she was knocked on the head...