Happy little peasants

Ever since Fan Ying said that Lu Yan was at Mount Seymour, Zhang Hui had been thinking about going to Mount Seymour day and night to find out about Lu Yan, but he had promised Gou Xin not to act without authorization, and Xu Gui and Xiang Yan were also not. Maybe he agreed to go to Mount Seymour alone.

The only thing he can do now is to prepare himself more adequately before going to Mount Seymour and make himself stronger, so that no one will die on the way before he can find him.

After returning to Lushan, he still went to Yuan Zhixing to learn swords during the day, and at night he practiced the mentality taught to him by Xie Zhuo.

During the days when I went to Changdu, too many things happened on the road. What he had learned before was negligent in cultivation, and he was already a little rusty.Picking it up now will inevitably be difficult at first, but after a few days, he slowly began to return to the state before he went to Changdu.

In the evening when he was practising the mind method taught by Xie Zhuo, he felt some pain on his back as soon as he moved. He had felt this way before. Last time Xu Gui told him that it was a process of opening the pulse. , The true qi in the body is exploring a specific channel, so this pain is felt.

Yun Dou saw Zhang Hui sitting cross-legged on the bed, his shoulders and neck stiff, and a hissing sound in his mouth, as if he was trying his best to endure physical pain.

Yun Dou said, "Can you do it? It's all painful. Don't hold on, take a break and try again after you figure it out. Maybe it won't hurt so much."

Zhang Hui took a deep breath and said coldly, "Don't make a noise, you are the first to kill me."

"Oh, you're still in your realm. Who can you scare you?" Yun Dou's tone was full of contempt. He saw Zhang Hui still not giving up, and his shoulders began to tremble, so he walked to him and whispered." Don’t be angry, I think you’ve made a detour, maybe you go to Mr. Xu, let him give you pointers, maybe you have to break through faster, Mr. Xu is now the leader of the Lushan Qi sect. He has the most insights on things."

Later, Zhang Hui stopped to think, and felt that Yun Dou made sense. He was really stubborn at times, and he was afraid of falling into a dead end.

On the second day, Zhang Hui came to Xu Gui's study to ask him for advice.

It happened that Xiang Yan was also in Xu Gui's study at this time. Xiang Yan and Xu Gui were tied in Lushan. The two often discussed things together, but in fact, neither of them agreed with each other.Xiang Yan's eagerness is on the bright side, and Xu Gui looks modest and polite in front of everyone, but in his heart he often fights with Xiang Yan.

Xu Gui saw that Zhang Hui came to him specially today, expecting that Zhang Hui must have come because of important things.

"Mr. Xu, the disciple has been practicing exercises recently and feels that the pain on his back is often unbearable. I am afraid that a tendon in the head of the disciple has drilled the horns and the pulse is not opening properly, so I want to ask Mr. Xu to give me pointers." Begged.

When Xu Gui heard this, he immediately raised his eyebrows, and praised: "This is a good thing. Once the pulses are formed, you will enter the realm of opening channels. This is something that many beginner disciples can't wait for a long time."

Zhang Hui said: "Thank you for the guidance of the two gentlemen, disciples can make such progress."

Xu Gui smiled and nodded: "Your master has contributed the most to your heart, and of course it is also your own hard work."

Xiang Yan had long been impatient with Zhang Hui and Xu Gui being polite with each other. He looked at Zhang Hui and pointed his finger at Xu Gui’s book case: "Why do you say so much useless? Draw the pulse of consciousness you feel."

Xiang Yan's eyes were sharp, and his tone of voice was still so hard. It instantly broke the atmosphere of courtesy between Zhang Hui and Xu Gui, and the three became serious.

Zhang Hui stood by the desk, meditating in his mind, and roughly drew the direction of pulse recognition based on the pain marks on his back that he could feel.

Xu Gui lifted up the figure drawn by Zhang Hui, frowned and thought, and did not say a word for a long time.

Xiang Yan snatched the paper from Xu Gui, took a look at it, and said: "There is no big problem, the right three veins are a bit weak, just pay attention to balance."

Xu Gui hadn’t spoken at all. Hearing Xiang Yan’s words, he seemed to have discovered something serious. He pointed his finger on the pulse of consciousness drawn by Zhang Hui, with a serious expression. Consciousness pulse is the foundation of cultivation. If there is a problem with Consciousness pulse, problems will continue in the future. Brother said that his third right channel is a little weak. My opinion is just the opposite of that of Brother. The influence of his father is that the right three channels are weak, so he is not suitable for practicing talisman. I think Zhang Hui does not have to work on the right three channels. Instead, he should focus on the left three channels. Swordsmanship will match in the future."

"The innate influence is only part of it. If you insist on being so reluctant to avoid being preconceived, who said that swordsmanship relies on control? Do you think everyone is Yuan Zhixing? If you continue like this, you will only create another Yuan Zhixing! "Xiang Yan hooked his body and looked at Xu Gui with contempt in his eyes, and the words he said were sonorous and powerful.

Xu Gui has been well-known in Qizong practice for decades. Now he is so suspicious of Xiang Yan. He can no longer maintain his usual humble and polite demeanor. After a while, his face becomes red with anger, and he looks towards Xiang Yan's voice also began to tremble: "Brother, we can discuss different opinions. Why is this stinging? What's wrong with Yuan Zhixing? Is there any disciple under the brother's seat stronger than him?"

"Ji Yuan is better than him, but that kid is too sleek and not sharp."

"Smooth and not sharp, isn't this just because of the aggressiveness and sharpness of the brothers?" Xu Gui's tone was taunting, and his voice changed from his former magnanimous and gentle voice.

Xiang Yan couldn’t think that Xu Guiping’s current affairs were letting him. Today’s speech also pulled him short. He was so tit-for-tat against him. He was so angry that he crumpled the pulse-knowing diagram drawn by Zhang Hui into a ball and threw it on the ground. In Xu Gui's study: "The stone in Maokeng is stinky and hard, and who is rare to fight with you, how do you like to teach how to teach."

Zhang Hui has long felt that the harmony between Xu Gui and Xiang Yan is only superficial, because Xu Gui takes care of the overall situation and always gives Xiang Yan in front of everyone and never refutes his face, but Xu Gui is not in his bones. People who have no idea.

As soon as Xiang Yan left, Xu Gui immediately lost his temper, his expression became much gentler.

Zhang Hui also explained: "Mr. Xiang is a more serious person, so he will not forgive others."

In order to relieve Zhang Hui, Xu Gui smiled reluctantly, so as to dissolve the suddenly embarrassing atmosphere, and then according to his previous thoughts, he continued to point out to Zhang Hui the problems that occurred in Kaimai.