< Today's first update! I'm adjusting my mental state and writing state. I'll be honest with my brothers and sisters. After seven days of hard work, I'm really tired, both physically and mentally. But these few days, there will be no less updates. It's just that it's a little late, please forgive me. >
Over the next few days, Jun Wu Yi had to endure the sound of Jun Mo Xie hammering away at the iron. Although he had cut them into the shape of small knives, but whether it was the sharpness or the balance of the weight, Jun Mo Xie had to personally craft them to a satisfactory degree. Moreover, he would be more familiar with the use of the knives that he had polished himself!
Jun Moxie had the Art of Unlocking Heaven's Fortune to recover at any time. But the few burly men who lit the fire and played the bellows had their arms swollen to the size of their thighs …
"Mo Xie, there's something I'm curious about. Why haven't I seen you practice martial arts?" Jun Wuyi was a little surprised. Guan Qing Han's so-called 'feeding' was just a game to Jun Moxie. Uh, a painful game. But apart from that, Jun Wuyi had never seen Jun Moxie have any time to meditate or practice martial arts. But his mysterious abilities had shocked him more and more. It seemed that he was improving at every moment. Even if it couldn't be said that he was traveling a thousand miles in one step, it was close. How could this not shock Jun Wuyi?
"Practice martial arts?" Jun Moxie looked at him in surprise. "Third Uncle, I'm practicing martial arts every moment. Why can't you see it? What kind of look is that? "
"Huh?" Jun Wuyi couldn't help but widen his eyes in surprise.
"Could it be that Third Uncle really thinks that only by calming down, holding one's breath, sitting cross-legged, and nourishing one's Dantian can one be considered as practicing martial arts?" Jun Mo Xie's tone of voice was somewhat flabbergasted, "I feel that Xuan cultivation can be carried out at all times. While eating, while walking, while fighting, while talking, while standing, sitting, walking, running … Anything can be done to cultivate! Even when you're sleeping, you can hypnotize yourself before you sleep, and you can still practice in your dreams. "
"There are twenty-four hours in a day, and I don't waste even a minute or a second. Even though we are talking right now, I am still practicing. How can you say that I am not practicing? Or rather, you should ask me when I don't practice martial arts! "Jun Moxie smiled.
"You can do that?" Jun Wuyi's eyes widened even more in shock.
"When you walk, you practice Lightness Kung Fu, alertness, and sensitivity of touch. At the same time, you can also practice your eyes, ears, and body touch. All of these can be practiced. As long as you have the heart, you can practice martial arts."
Jun Mo Xie replied in a serious manner, "It's the same when you're in battle, but you'll need to practice your state of mind. When you're alone, you'll need to temper your willpower. When you're busy, you'll need to keep your heart calm. As for your Xuan Gong, it's running automatically all the time. Unless you're at the stage of breaking through, you can practice your Xuan Gong at any other time. Is it hard to understand? "
Jun Moxie said as if it was a matter of course, but he noticed that Jun Wuyi's eyes widened more and more, and it seemed like they were going to pop out.
"You're practicing martial arts, and you're doing these dodging and evading actions instinctively? You're multitasking, and you're not messed up at all? "Jun Wuyi gasped," Isn't this a little too difficult? "
"How can it be multitasking?" Jun Moxie said with some helplessness, "Everything has to be integrated into the instinct, and you have to do it naturally. You don't need to think, and you don't need to do it deliberately. How can you say that you're multitasking?"
Jun Wuyi was speechless. He finally realized one thing: His nephew was a freak! He was a normal person. Comparing himself with a freak, wasn't he looking for trouble?!
This kind of unimaginable cultivation method, if it was anyone else, they would have long been possessed by the devil, and it was not impossible for them to drive themselves crazy. But from his mouth, it was as normal as eating cabbage!
How could it be so easy to practice martial arts and Qi?
"Third Uncle, you don't have to be too deliberate. In fact, it's just a process of habit becoming natural. For example, when we walk, our eyes are looking ahead, our feet are stepping on the road, and our mouth is talking. At the same time, we smell the fragrance of the earth, the fragrance of the flowers, or the stench, and our eyes see red, green, yellow, people, horses, and other things. But we do not delay anything, and we can distinguish all these clearly in our minds. Strictly speaking, these are all things that can be done by multitasking, but we do not. Everything is done naturally. "
Jun Moxie smiled leisurely, "In fact, practicing martial arts can also be done like this. The reason why you can't do it is that you're not focused enough on practicing martial arts, and you're not absolutely devoted enough. That's all. Every day, no matter what you do, tell yourself, 'I'm practicing martial arts'. At first, you might not be used to it, but over time, this sentence will become your habit. At that time, when you are doing something, you will start practicing martial arts. Over time, you will feel that you are practicing martial arts, and you won't feel any difference. "
"It's that simple." Jun Moxie smiled, "For example, the two of us, uncle and nephew, didn't delay anything, and didn't even think about it. We're already home, aren't we?"
Jun Wuyi pondered, and raised his head. Sure enough, the back door of the Jun Residence was not far away!
"No wonder you're so indifferent to everything. It turns out that in your heart, you're indifferent to everything, including life. Oh, it's not indifferent, but something similar to open-mindedness … "Jun Wuyi pondered, but couldn't explain it. It was only now that he realized that he had unconsciously imitated Jun Moxie's movements along the way. Now that he stopped, he actually felt an indescribable sense of fatigue.
Jun Moxie's Xuan Qi and body were obviously not as good as his, but he didn't show the slightest sign of fatigue. He had to admit that "habit" was indeed a very powerful force.
He had just returned home when a servant came to report: General Dugu Wudi has come to look for the Third Young Master; Young Master Tang Yuan has also come to look for the Third Young Master; his colleague had also received three invitations, and they were actually inviting Jun Moxie to a banquet!
It was a coincidence that the First Prince, the Second Prince, and the Third Prince had invited the First Prince …
His Majesty the Emperor's three sons had all started to make friends with that debauchee, Jun Moxie! This matter was very strange.
Jun Wuyi looked at him deeply, and said, "Mo Xie, from now on, you walk your own path. You know what you're doing, and that's enough. I will make it clear to your grandfather that we will no longer restrict you. "He paused for a moment, and then continued," We believe in you! "
Jun Moxie's performance during this period of time had made Jun Wuyi feel very relieved. In fact, he had even begun to admire him. Therefore, he decided to let go, and leave everything to Jun Moxie. That was because he realized that Jun Moxie seemed to not care about anything. But, he cared about one thing. No matter what he did, he didn't like to be disturbed. Even if it was just sitting, standing, or walking, he had his own style. Moreover, his vigilance had become his instinct!
Anyone who wanted to take advantage of someone like Jun Mo Xie was undoubtedly more difficult than ascending to the heavens!
"Thank you, Third Uncle." Jun Moxie was silent for a moment. Then, he sincerely thanked him.
"Jun Moxie! You, you, you, what kind of weird stuff did you put in that bullshit wine? Seven of them were still unconscious! If anything happens to them, I will tear you apart! " Great General Dugu Wudi flew into a rage. He had jumped up the moment Jun Moxie showed up.
The usually valiant Old Man Dugu had unexpectedly become a lot more haggard in one night. The Dugu Family's seven ferocious brothers had been sleeping soundly ever since they had been carried back. They had yet to wake up. Even when they tried to drink sobering soup, tea, vinegar, soy sauce … none of them had any effect. Even when they were stabbed with a knife, there was still no response. If it weren't for the thunderous snoring of the seven brothers, which was enough to prove that they had drunk too much, Old Man Dugu would have probably gone crazy. [Jun Zhan Tian's grandson is a grandson, but my grandson isn't a grandson! You've knocked out seven of them in one go! How can I live like this? But drinking to such an extent is truly unprecedented, and no one will ever be able to do so.]
"Dugu Wudi, a little bastard like you dares to be so rude in front of this old man? Do you really think that this old man doesn't dare to teach you a lesson? Previously, you allowed your grandson to cause trouble in my Jun Residence and wantonly destroyed everything. Then, you left without a care in the world. You said that you would compensate me according to the price, but this old man didn't even see a single silver. Now, your son and nephew stole wine and drank too much. So, you want to blame me? Is there still justice in this world?! "Old Man Jun's voice was sinister.
"They haven't woken up yet? Haha, that's easy. "Jun Moxie snickered in his heart. [I knew you wouldn't be able to wake them up.] He lazily sat down on the armchair and crossed his legs. "What did I do to them? They obviously have a hangover. Look at you. But, if you want me to wake them up, I will need money! "
"Money …" Dugu Wudi's face turned black. The Great General couldn't understand. Although the Jun Family couldn't cover the sky with one hand in Tianxiang, they were still a super family in name. So, how could their only successor be such a money-grubber? Money every time he opened his mouth, he would swindle and blackmail. He would resort to every conceivable means!
He dared to ask for 25 million silver for a jug of wine … Even the Emperor wouldn't be as ruthless as him!
"How much do you want this time? I'll say this first. Don't open your mouth if you want to swindle me! " Dugu Wudi clenched his teeth as he looked at Grandpa Jun who was glaring at him like a tiger watching its prey.
"It's not much. Seventy thousand taels of silver should be enough for the materials needed to wake them up. I'm absolutely honest with you, and I'm honest with you. It's a good price, and it's genuine!" Jun Mo Xie stretched out five fingers from his right hand, and stretched out two fingers from his left hand.
"Fortunately, it's only 70,000 silver taels. Otherwise, your fingers wouldn't even have enough," Dugu Wudi taunted.
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