The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 9: It’s up to you

　　 Previously, Liu Shisui went back to the small courtyard to read the introductory tactics. He read it very seriously and attentively, and quickly memorized all the contents above.

　　 At that time, the setting sun did not go away, and he began to train according to the requirements in the book.

　　 started with various postures, followed by lunges and bridges, and finally a set of punches.

　　The boxing method is not difficult, but it requires continuous force. If it lasts a little longer, his breathing will become extremely difficult and he cannot continue at all.

　　 Just when he was about to give up, his chest and abdomen moved suddenly, and his breathing entered a peculiar rhythm, which could perfectly match the force of the punch!

　　 That kind of breathing rhythm is really peculiar, long and short for a while, seemingly irregular, but Liu Shisui is very familiar with it, otherwise he wouldn't be able to use it.

　　 It was in a small mountain village, and Jing Jiu taught him how to breathe.

　　 Even now, he doesn’t know that this breathing method is called Yumen Breath, but he seems clumsy, but actually clever, he knows exactly what it means.

　　 Jing Jiu didn't say anything, and glanced at him.

　　 Liu Shisui understood what he meant, and quickly stood up.

　　 At the entrance of the village, Jing Jiu glanced at him, and knew that he was a born Dao kind of no one in a million, otherwise he would not be selected.

　　 In this year, Jing Jiu didn't teach him more, just passed the most basic Yumen Breath.

　　 Although basic, it is extremely important. Liu Shisui's Taoism is very well protected. As long as the people of the Qingshan Sect are not blind, they will definitely not miss it.

　　 But it took Liu Shisui only half a day to discover the beauty of it, some of which was beyond his expectation. The child's savvy was even better than he thought.

　　 "You don't have to thank me." Jing Jiu said: "You have taught me before, just exchange."

　　 Liu Shisui wants to cut firewood for cooking, how can it be compared with practice?

　　 Jing Jiu said again: "Cultivation requires concentration and meditation. There are deacons to handle the chores in the courtyard, so you don't have to think about coming over from time to time."

　　 Liu Shisui said anxiously: "Master, do you want me?"

　　 Jing Jiu didn't like making noise, raised his hand to signal him not to say anything. He glanced at the courtyard outside the window, and found that the area was not small, and it was really troublesome to sprinkle and sweep, and he did not want to be touched by strangers on personal matters.

　　 "Then it's up to you."

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　　 The green leaves fall with the wind, and follow the stream downstream.

　　Time is like water, and soon more than ten days passed.

　　 The outer disciples of the South Songting Pavilion, who practice hard day and night, are very diligent, and no one dares to relax.

　　You can see young disciples doing physical exercises everywhere on the cliffs, or squatting, or leaning on loose, and more often they are punching.

　　From early morning to sunset, there are constant punches and shouts. In early summer, the leaves also rustle and fall, and the birds in the forest are even more disturbed.

　　 In the places where the fist wind is the strongest, the vaguely white smoke can already be seen.

　　Looking at these pictures, Master Lu was quite satisfied, thinking that when the March period comes, more than half of the disciples should successfully enter the first stage.

　　 At this time Liu Shisui walked out of the training hall.

　　 Master Lu looked at him even more satisfied, with a smile on his face, thinking that he is a natural Dao kind, and he really lived up to his expectations.

　　According to his judgment, Liu Shisui will be able to enter the god-holding realm in a few days at most. Calculating at this speed, in another year, it is really possible for this child to cultivate to the god-holding realm to completion.

　　If Nansongting can have a genius disciple who will enter the inner gate within a year...

　　 Thinking of the brother Meng who is now on the Shangde Peak, his desire becomes stronger and stronger.

　　 If it wasn't for luck to meet Zhao Layue, how could that senior brother Meng have such good luck?

　　 Master Lu's gaze moved with Liu Shisui, watching him walk into the small courtyard, his smile suddenly narrowed, and his brows frowned.

　　 That small courtyard belongs to Jing Jiu.

　　 Neither he nor the outer disciples know what Jing Jiu has done in the past ten days.

　　 After noon, you will see Jing Jiu lying in the sun on a bamboo lounger, and I don’t know where the bamboo lounger comes from.

　　 Master Lu felt more and more misleading.

　　 But what really displeased him was not Jing Jiu's insufficiency, but to this day, Liu Shisui still regards himself as Jing Jiu's book boy or servant.

The attention of 　　 sects and immortal teachers, and the respect of the same sect, Liu Shisui didn't notice it, and he still took care of Jing Jiu's daily life as if he were in a small mountain village.

　　 Apart from working hard every day, he still has to go to that small courtyard to do a lot of chores.

　　 Every time I see this picture, both Master Lu and his disciples find it ridiculous, and naturally they feel a lot of dissatisfaction with Jing Jiu.

　　According to the rules or habits of the Qingshan School, generally seldom interfere with the practice of outer disciples, but the idea in Master Lu's heart is getting stronger and stronger, and it is almost impossible to restrain it.

　　 He didn't want the boy with only beauty to delay the most promising genius of the Qingshan Sect.

　　 He wanted to find a suitable opportunity to isolate the master and servant, and even wondered whether he should find a reason to drive Jing Jiu out of the mountain gate?

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　　 In the dead of night, Liu Shisui returned to his yard~IndoMTL.com~ pushed the door and saw Master Lu standing in the courtyard.

　　He is a very clever boy, and he quickly guessed what the immortal master was coming from, and his face became a little pale.

　　 Master Lu saw his expression change and said: "It seems that I don't need to say anything."

　　 Liu Shisui pursed his mouth and said nothing.

　　 Master Lu did not expect that he was so stubborn, and said in a deep voice: "A monk ignores fate and overlooks the common people, how can he be a slave?"

　　 Liu Shisui lowered his head and said: "The son is kind to me, I want to repay him."

　　 Master Lu frowned and said, "I ignore your entanglement with him in the mortal world, and came here, so all the past must be cut with a sword. My Green Mountain Sect cultivates kendo and holds the sword heart. Don’t you have such decision-making power?"

　　 Liu Shisui still lowered his head, and said with a trembling voice: "If the fairy master wants to drive the son away, then I won't practice."

　　 Master Lu was slightly angry when he heard the words, knowing that cultivating the Tao is the dream of many mortals in the world, and they have to give up all of them for the sake of others?

　　 But in the next moment, the anger in his heart turned into a faint appreciation. Why did Liu Shisui's decision so decisively correspond to the swordsmanship of the Qingshan School?

　　 Master Lu looked into Liu Shisui’s eyes and said, “I will respect your wishes and will not force him away, but you have to understand that you are a true genius of monasticism, and you must be far behind your son. No matter whether you can adapt to this change or not, the change has already taken place, and one day he will not be able to keep up with you, separate from you in the clouds and mist, and never meet again. I only hope that before this, you will not Will be dragged down by him too much."

　　 After saying this, he left the courtyard.

　　 Liu Shisui raised his head, with a dazed expression on his little face.

　　 The next moment, he looked at the yard that was shrouded by night and hesitated.