The old man nodded with satisfaction. His provocation worked. As long as the little girl could practice well, it would be better than anything else.
Xiaomi practiced for a while in a huff, and then heard no sound behind him. Just when he was about to turn around to see if the old man had left, he heard the old man gently hit Long Xiangtian on the head a few times. Hey, when did Brother Long Xiangtian come? The two of them were whispering, so it must be bad news. Grandpa must be teaching Long Xiangtian how to practice. It's not fair.
"Grandpa, Grandpa, please teach me more. I will definitely work harder than Brother Long Xiangtian, okay?" Xiaomi grabbed the old man's clothes, shook his body, and asked pitifully. The old man shook his body, stood still, and said gently: "Look, I have taught you a little, you should practice well, right? Don't think about other things, okay?" Xiaomi spoke coquettishly again, but the old man was still perfunctory, beating around the bush with her, unwilling to teach her.
Xiaomi lowered his head in disappointment, kicked the stones under his feet, and looked at the wooden stake beside him again, with tenacity becoming more and more obvious in his eyes.
Long Xiangtian saw it all and kept it in mind. Although he knew that what the old man did was right, to be honest, he felt really distressed when he saw the old man scolding Xiaomi so harshly. He couldn't bear to see Xiaomi suffer such an injustice, and he also understood the importance of strength in this world where martial arts is respected.
"Xiaomi, come and learn from me. I can teach you everything that my master taught me. Do you want to learn?" Long Xiangtian touched Xiaomi's head and said softly.
Long Xiangtian was taken care of by Xiaomi on a daily basis. If Xiaomi had not pleaded for him to stay here for another day, he might have been driven away by the old man, and there would be no story later. If he said that he loved Xiaomi, he couldn't bear to see Xiaomi being wronged. Therefore, he had already made up his mind that even if the old man objected, he would teach Xiaomi.
The old man raised his eyebrows and looked at Long Xiangtian in surprise. There was a cold light in his deep eyes, and it was unclear whether it was admiration or indifference. He just stood with his hands behind his back and said nothing.
Seeing the master like this, he didn't object? He was overjoyed. He knew that the master was hard on the outside but soft on the inside. Even though he looked expressionless, he was still on his side with him and Xiaomi.
"Ah! Really? Brother Long Xiangtian, can I really learn martial arts from you?" Xiaomi was so excited that she jumped three feet high after hearing what Brother Long Xiangtian said. She was so happy that she seemed to be about to jump into the sky. She really wanted to improve her strength, not for anything else, just to be worthy of herself.
"Well, of course it's true, when have I ever lied to you!" Long Xiangtian smiled, his eyes full of doting. He really likes this stubborn little girl who refuses to admit defeat, he really likes her. She is very similar to his former self. "Okay, come, learn this. First, you have to stand still, take a deep breath, and concentrate all the strength in your abdomen on your fists. Very good. Then, step forward with your left foot, step back with your right foot, and punch with your right hand. Well, not bad. This is just the first move. Come on, let's practice the second move..." The sound of fists and feet rang out in the usually quiet mountains. It was not loud but definitely long enough. Xiaomi also got tired of practicing, and the tendons in her hands began to ache and numb.
Xiaomi still has that happy look on her face, she is innocent and carefree, making people want to cherish her more.
"Xiaomi, you've rested enough, keep going!" Xiaomi smiled a smile a hundred times brighter than the sunshine in Chicago, and then called on Brother Long Xiangtian to start practicing.
Long Xiangtian felt a headache when he looked at Xiaomi in front of him. He just said it casually at the beginning. However, Kung Fu is not so easy to learn. There is no reward without hard work. To learn Kung Fu, you have to strengthen your muscles and bones from a young age. There is no quick Kung Fu in the world. If there is, it is the kind that requires a short period of time and great pain.
Xiaomi in front of him looked like a rich kid who had never suffered much since childhood. How could he bear that kind of pain? As a man, he should be upright and upright, and he should not go back on his promise. Long Xiangtian decided to make it clear and let Xiaomi decide for herself.
"Before you learn Kung Fu, let me make it clear. You are too old. The authentic Kung Fu that I know needs to be practiced from a young age. Normally, people start to strengthen their muscles and bones at the age of six or seven. It's a bit late for you," Long Xiangtian said seriously.
"What should I do? You can't just ignore me." Xiaomi became a little anxious when he heard that.
"I have a quick method, it depends on whether you can hold on." Long Xiangtian said with disbelief.
"It's okay, I can do it!" Xiaomi answered with a grin as soon as he heard that there was a quick way to learn it.
"Let me make it clear that if you choose this path, you have to stick to it. I will only give you one chance. That's it, that kind of pain is not something that most people can endure. I've heard that human pain is divided into nine levels, right? Level nine is the pain a woman feels when she gives birth. Although what you have to endure is not level eight or nine, it is level seven, and you experience it every day. Are you mentally prepared?" Long Xiangtian said with a playful look on his face.
Xiaomi's face changed color when he heard this. The air seemed to be suddenly quiet. After two minutes of hesitation, Xiaomi finally answered.
"I agree!"
"You have really chosen this path. Let me ask you again, have you really thought it through?" Long Xiangtian asked with disbelief on his face.
"Brother, I beg you not to ask anymore. I'm afraid that if you keep asking, I really won't be able to hold on." Xiaomi said with a wry smile.
"Okay, since you have made up your mind, I won't ask any more questions. Let's get started." After listening to his words, Long Xiangtian decided not to tease him anymore, and he believed that after listening to what he needed to do next, he would give up.
"The first thing we need to do now is to squeeze your body, squeeze your body to the limit. Do you know what the limit is? It's the kind of thing where you don't want to move any muscle in your body. Authentic Kung Fu is all about working from the outside to the inside, training the skin first, and then gradually going deeper. However, quick success is not like that. We train the muscles first, because muscles are the most cost-effective part of the body to train, no doubt about it."
"And do you know what muscles are?" Long Xiangtian asked first.
"I know that there are 639 muscles in our body, and each muscle is a bundle of cells called fibers." Xiaomi said with an expression that seemed like he was about to praise me.
"That's right, but that was the Western introduction and the physiological explanation. Now I will talk about the Chinese medicine explanation."
"Muscles control the movement of the whole body. The spleen governs muscles, and the nutrition of muscles comes from the spleen's transportation and transformation of water and grain essence. Therefore, whether the muscles are full or not is closely related to the strength of the spleen. "Suwen·Pingren Qixiang Lun" says: "The true organs are moistened by the spleen, and the spleen stores the qi of muscles." "Suwen·Wei Lun" says: "The spleen governs the muscles of the body."
"Muscles can be said to be the embodiment of the essence among essence, energy and spirit. I've heard of refining essence into energy, and refining energy into spirit, but have you heard of refining energy into spirit?" Long Xiangtian said seriously.
"I've heard of it!" Xiaomi was obviously stunned by what was just said, and said with an expression of admiration on his face.