Ye Li looked resentfully at the three people scurrying around in the martial arts field and said, "I probably don't have the talent to learn qinggong."
"You don't need much talent to learn qinggong." Only very good qinggong required talent. That wasn't something that could be determined by qinggong manuals. Just like Mister Feng Yue, Han Mingxi. His martial arts were only half as good as his inner strength. If not for his qinggong, which was better than that of many top experts, he would have died many times over.
This didn't make sense! Ye Li felt the veins on her forehead throbbing. This was beyond the limits of the human body. How could it not require talent and extremely high inner strength? Most importantly … it was impossible for humans to fly!
"What was Li thinking when you were using qinggong?" Mo Xiuyao asked patiently.
Ye Li was a little depressed, but she still carefully explained her thoughts to Mo Xiuyao. Mo Xiuyao didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Li, if you keep thinking like this, you'll never learn qinggong. You're using qinggong while telling yourself that it's impossible for humans to fly? "Ye Li obviously knew that this was almost like self-hypnosis. Normal people in this era didn't have this kind of problem. But Ye Li was different. Even though she was once the most outstanding warrior, even though people could fly in airplanes and even go into space.
But at least the people of that era had a deep-rooted and indelible thought. That was, humans couldn't rely on their own bodies to fly. Therefore, Ye Li always subconsciously wanted to step on something to support herself. Once she couldn't find that thing and the distance between her body and the ground reached the limit of her consciousness, her body would subconsciously enter a state of self-protection and fall down.
"Ah Li, Qing Gong doesn't allow you to fly in the air. You still need support, but it's much smaller than people who don't know qinggong. Maybe a treetop, or something small, as long as you can control it well enough. "
Ye Li looked at him expressionlessly. Mo Xiuyao smiled helplessly. His right hand slapped the armrest of the wheelchair, and his entire body suddenly leaped up and headed towards the training field not far away. After a moment of surprise, Ye Li stared unblinkingly at his voice. She saw his hand quickly tap on a wooden stake on the training field, and then turn to another direction. Then it was on the treetops by the side of the training ground. The net that Ye Li had set up around the training ground finally fell back into the wheelchair. "Did you see it clearly?" Mo Xiuyao asked with a smile. He reached out and plucked a yellow flower from the treetops and handed it to her.
"This doesn't make sense!" Ye Li gritted her teeth and glared at Mo Xiuyao. Was this a person who couldn't walk? Is that so? Actually, she was the one who couldn't walk, right?
"Hm?" Mo Xiuyao looked at her in confusion.
"I know." Ye Li took the flower and played with it, "Let me think about it."
Mo Xiuyao smiled, "I think Li is thinking too much. Or you can think about it. Imagine the peace you would feel if you fell from a hundred foot cliff. Without anyone to rely on, you wouldn't be able to turn anything. Naturally, you wouldn't be able to support yourself. "Ye Li looked at him silently. She had really jumped from a hundred feet, no, a few hundred feet. If that was the case … … every paratrooper would become a qinggong expert. "I know, I'll try."
Ye Li's try was to have Ah Jin bring her up to a twenty meter tall wooden pole by the side of the training field, and then … … jump down!
The first time, she suddenly fell from a height of about ten meters. Ye Li was quite lucky as she was caught by a tree branch and fell into a sandpit by the side of the training field.
The second time, she flew across half of the training field and couldn't find a place to support herself. She fell from a height of about five meters. Her body protected itself well, so she only got a few scratches.
The third time, she lost control and crashed into a wooden pole on the training field. Ye Li was in so much pain that she didn't recover for a long time.
The fourth time … …
The fifth time … …
Mo Xiuyao sat by the side of the training field, quietly watching that slender figure jump down, fly up, and fall down again. Then she would climb up to check if there were any problems, jump again, and fall again. Mo Xiuyao didn't stop her. He watched as she failed again and again, then tried again and again. For the first time, an intense and unfamiliar emotion appeared in his calm eyes. In his deep eyes, there was only that slender figure that kept falling and standing up.
"Mo Xiuyao, you're actually abusing a woman?!" Feng Zhiyao's voice suddenly rang out in the quiet training field. The Shadow Guards who were silently guarding in the dark twitched their lips and almost fell from their hiding places.
Feng Zhiyao walked over while fanning himself. He looked at Ye Li in the training field, then looked at Mo Xiuyao who was sitting silently by the side. He shook his head and sighed, "Ah Yao, that's your wife, not your enemy. I didn't think that after these few years, you'd become even more uncaring towards women." Mo Xiuyao raised his head and glanced at him without saying anything. Seeing Ye Li fall to the ground again and again, he wasn't in a good mood. After being snubbed, Feng Zhiyao rubbed his nose and silently stood to the side. After watching for a while, he asked in confusion, "What is sister-in-law doing?"
"Qinggong." Mo Xiuyao said.
Feng Zhiyao's expression twisted. His chin was almost poked by the fan, "Qinggong? This … isn't she afraid of falling to her death? " These people had all learned martial arts since elementary school. Feng Zhiyao was born in the wild and had never been taught by a proper master. But he had never seen this kind of training method. Were women more desperate than men these days? As soon as he said this, he felt a cold glare on his body. Feng Zhiyao looked at the unhappy Mo Xiuyao and smiled apologetically. He moved to the side to watch Ye Li practice.
Ye Li had lost count of how many times she had fallen. When she was finally able to land on the ground, she felt as if she had been beaten up from head to toe. Her entire body was in pain. But inside, she gave a big sigh of relief. She felt that she had never been so happy and satisfied since she had come to this world.
"Clap clap clap — —" Outside the field, Feng Zhiyao clapped his hands and raised an eyebrow at Ye Li in admiration. Qing Luan and Qing Shuang immediately gathered around. Qing Shuang's bright eyes were already red and swollen. She didn't care that there were people present as she hugged Ye Li xiaojie and started to cry. Ye Li looked at herself and laughed as she patted the little yatou in her arms to have her stand properly. Then she walked in front of Mo Xiuyao, "Feng gongzi, we meet again."
Feng Zhiyao sighed and said, "Wang fei really opened this one's eyes today."
Ye Li said helplessly, "It's very easy for other people to learn, but it's very difficult for me. Since I want to learn, I naturally have to put in more effort. "Mo Xiuyao smiled faintly and said," Li, let's stop here today. You can go back to freshen up and rest. Then you can find a doctor to take a look. Feng San and I will be in the study. "Ye Li nodded and smiled," It's nothing serious. It's just that it hurts a little. I'll go back first. Feng gongzi, goodbye. " Looking at Ye Li's back as she left with Qing Luan and Qing Shuang, Feng Zhiyao turned around and asked, "Ah Yao, what are you doing? The Shadow Guard and the Black Cloud Cavalry can't even protect the Mistress of the Ding King's Estate and make her learn self-defense skills? "
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