Previously, when Liu Shisui returned to the small courtyard to read the introductory technique, he was very serious and focused on it. Soon, he had memorized all the contents.
At that time, the sun had not set, so he began to train his body according to the requirements of the book.
At first, he practiced various postures, followed by the Arrow Steps and the Reverse Bridge, and finally, a set of fist techniques.
The fist technique was not difficult, but it required continuous exertion of force. If he continued for a long time, his breathing would become extremely difficult and he would not be able to continue.
Just when he was about to give up, his chest and abdomen suddenly moved, and his breathing entered a strange rhythm that perfectly matched the exertion of force when he punched!
The breathing rhythm was indeed strange. One moment it was long, the next moment it was rapid. It seemed to have no pattern, but Liu Shisui was very familiar with it. Otherwise, he would not have been able to use it.
It was the breathing method that Jing Jiu taught him in the small village.
Even now, he did not know that this breathing method was called Yumen Breathing. However, he seemed to be stupid, but he was actually very smart. He knew very well what it meant.
Jing Jiu did not say anything and only glanced at him.
Liu Shisui understood what he meant and quickly stood up.
Back at the village entrance, Jing Jiu took a look at him and knew that he was a one in a million person with natural Dao quality. Otherwise, he would not have been chosen.
In this year, Jing Jiu did not teach him much. He only taught him the most basic Yumen Breathing.
Although it was basic, it was extremely important. Liu Shisui's Dao quality was well protected. As long as the people of Aoyama Sect were not blind, they would definitely not miss it.
However, Liu Shisui only used half a day to discover the beauty of it. It was somewhat beyond his expectations. This child's comprehension was actually better than he had imagined.
"You do not need to thank me." Jing Jiu said, "You have taught me before. It is only an exchange."
Liu Shisui thought, how could chopping firewood and cooking be compared to cultivation?
Jing Jiu said again, "Cultivation requires concentration. The chores in the courtyard will be taken care of by the attendants. You do not need to think about coming here frequently."
Liu Shisui anxiously said, "Young Master, don't you want me anymore?"
Jing Jiu didn't like noise, so he raised his hand to signal him to stop talking. He looked at the courtyard outside the window and found that it was quite big. It would be troublesome to clean it up, and he didn't want strangers to touch his personal matters.
"Up to you then."
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The green leaves fell with the wind and flowed downstream with the stream.
Time flowed like water, and soon, more than ten days had passed.
The outer sanctum disciples of the South Pine Pavilion trained diligently day and night. No one dared to relax.
On the plateau, young disciples could be seen everywhere. Some were squatting, some were leaning against the pine trees, and most of them were practicing boxing.
From dawn to dusk, the sounds of punches and shouts were unceasing. In early summer, the leaves rustled and fell, and the birds in the forest were even more restless.
Faint white smoke could already be seen rising from the places where the fist winds were the strongest.
Master Lü was quite satisfied with the results. He thought that by the end of the three months, more than half of the disciples would have successfully entered the initial realm.
At this time, Liu Shisui came out of the training hall.
Master Lü looked at him with even more satisfaction. He smiled, thinking that he was indeed a natural Taoist quality and had lived up to his expectations.
According to his judgment, in a few days at most, Liu Shisui would be able to enter the Spiritual Stability realm. At this rate, in another year, this child might really reach the consummation of the Spiritual Stability realm.
If the South Pine Pavilion could produce a genius disciple who could enter the inner sanctum within a year …
Thinking of Senior Brother Meng on the Shangde Peak, the desire in his heart grew stronger.
If he hadn't been lucky enough to meet Zhao Layue, how could Senior Brother Meng have had such good fortune?
Master Lü's gaze followed Liu Shisui. As he watched him enter the small courtyard, his smile suddenly disappeared and he frowned.
That small courtyard belonged to Jing Jiu.
Neither he nor the outer sanctum disciples knew what Jing Jiu had been doing for the past ten days.
After noon, Jing Jiu could be seen lying on a bamboo recliner, basking in the sun. No one knew where that bamboo recliner had come from.
Master Lü increasingly felt that he had misjudged him.
But what really displeased him was not Jing Jiu's incompetence, but the fact that, until today, Liu Shisui still regarded himself as Jing Jiu's page boy or servant.
Liu Shisui was oblivious to the importance of the sect and the immortal master, and the respect of his fellow disciples. He continued to take care of Jing Jiu's daily life as if he was in the small mountain village.
Every day, apart from his hard practice, he would go to the small courtyard to do many chores.
Every time they saw this scene, both Master Lü and the disciples felt that it was ridiculous, and naturally, they were very displeased with Jing Jiu.
According to the rules or habits of the Aoyama Sect, they rarely interfered with the practice of the outer sanctum disciples. But the thought in Master Lü's heart grew stronger and stronger, and he was almost unable to suppress it.
He didn't want that handsome youth to hinder the most promising genius of the Aoyama Sect.
He wanted to find a suitable opportunity to separate the master and servant pair, and even considered whether he should find a reason to drive Jing Jiu out of the sect.
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In the dead of night, Liu Shisui returned to his own courtyard, pushed open the door, and saw Master Lü standing in the courtyard.
He was a very clever child, and he quickly guessed the immortal master's purpose for coming, and his face became somewhat pale.
Seeing the change in his expression, Master Lü said, "It seems that I don't need to say anything more."
Liu Shisui pursed his lips and didn't speak.
Master Lü didn't expect him to be so stubborn, and said in a low voice, "Cultivators ignore fate and look down on the common people. How can we be someone's servant?"
Liu Shisui lowered his head and said, "Young Master has done me a great favor, and I want to repay him."
Master Lü frowned and said, "I don't care what entanglements you have with him in the mortal world, but since you've come to this world, everything must be severed with a sword. Our Aoyama Sect cultivates the way of the sword, and we embrace the heart of the sword. Don't tell me that we don't even have the ability to make such a decision?"
Liu Shisui's head was still lowered, and he said in a trembling voice, "If the immortal master wants to drive young master away, then I won't cultivate anymore."
Master Lü was slightly angered. Cultivation was the dream of countless mortals in the world, and he was actually going to give it up for someone else?
But in the next moment, the anger in his heart turned into faint admiration. Liu Shisui's resolute choice was also in line with the way of the sword of the Aoyama Sect.
Master Lü looked into Liu Shisui's eyes and said, "I will respect your wishes, and won't drive him away by force, but you must understand that you are a true cultivation genius, far above that young master of yours. Whether you can adapt to this change or not, the change has already happened, and there will come a day when he can't keep up with your footsteps, and you will be separated by the clouds, never to meet again. I only hope that before that, you won't be burdened by him too much. "
Having said this, he left the small courtyard.
Liu Shisui raised his head, and the expression on his little face was somewhat dazed.
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