Walking into Yinhai University, Yin Xiu walked in the direction of the fir tree.
Although it was very early, there were still many people already doing morning exercises. Along the way, Yin Xiu saw people running and exercising on the playground, people playing basketball on the court, and someone practicing alone in the corner with a pair of nunchucks...
After a while, Yin Xiu came to the fir tree. Eighty years later, this cedar tree has grown very tall, much taller than he remembered.
Standing in front of the cedar tree, you can vaguely see the word "武" carved on one side of the cedar tree.
The word '武' was actually carved on it when Yin Xiu was young. This is why Yin Xiu was able to immediately confirm that this fir tree was the one planted in his yard yesterday after using his spiritual sense to investigate it yesterday.
Nearly a hundred years have passed, and due to the growth of the fir tree, the word "武" on it is no longer so clear.
In addition to the vaguely visible engraving of the word "武", the marks left by Yin Xiu's blows on the tree trunk when he practiced martial arts under the tree are still vaguely visible.
When Yin Xiu was young, he practiced martial arts under this fir tree every day, using the fir tree as a wooden man to hit.
Standing quietly in front of the cedar tree, Yin Xiu looked at the very vague traces on the cedar tree, and his eyes couldn't help but feel a little trance, as if he saw himself practicing martial arts under the tree when he was young...
Judging from Yin Xiu's state of mind, these are probably the only things that can touch him.
"Huh, eighty years, it's just a snap of a finger. It's also a time of great changes. Even the traces on the trees have become so blurry."
Yin Xiu sighed softly. He couldn't help but step forward and reach out his hand to gently touch the traces he had left on the fir tree, with a flash of reminiscence in his eyes...
'Snapped! Bang, bang... '
Suddenly there was a sound not far away that gave Yin Xiu a sense of déjà vu. Yin Xiu couldn't help but look in the direction of the sound.
But in the corner not far away, there was a wooden mannequin standing, and a girl wearing a training uniform was practicing in front of the wooden mannequin.
The girl's hair is tied into a ponytail and hangs down her back. Judging from her movements of beating wooden dummies, she has quite a lot of skills. It is obvious that she can do it after many years of practice.
Moreover, every blow the girl made was a real hit on the wooden dummy. Unless she had been practicing martial arts for many years, most people would not be able to bear the pain in their arms caused by hitting the wooden dummy.
"Interesting, I didn't expect there are people practicing martial arts in this school." Yin Xiu stared at it for a moment and couldn't help but smile.
Then Yin Xiu walked towards a pavilion not far from the girl, and stood quietly in the pavilion watching the girl practice...
"It's not bad. She looks like she's a student of this school. She's about twenty years old and she's pretty good at it."
Yin Xiu naturally uses ordinary people as the standard of measurement. Otherwise, if we look at it by the standards of the world of cultivation, that girl is simply not good enough.
After a while, the girl seemed to notice that someone was paying attention to her. She couldn't help but stop what she was doing and glanced at Yin Xiu.
After seeing that Yin Xiu was indeed watching her practice, the girl didn't pay attention and immediately looked away and continued to practice.
This is not the first time that she has been stared at like this while practicing. People often stop and cast curious glances when they see her practicing, so the girl doesn't care at all.
Or you can say that you are used to it.
Yin Xiu naturally noticed the girl's glance just now, and he continued to watch the other party practicing calmly, as if he was not worried at all about whether he would be annoying if he continued to do so.
About twenty minutes passed, and the girl stopped breathing slightly.
The girl couldn't help but be slightly surprised when she found that Yin Xiu was still standing in the pavilion looking at her.
I was just a little surprised. After being surprised, the girl walked to the open space on the side, stood still on her feet, took a few deep breaths, smoothed out her slightly messy breath, then showed a starting position with her hands, and started practicing martial arts...
Yin Xiu looked at it for a while, but he missed the scene when he was practicing martial arts at home.
He glanced at the wooden man next to him, and with a thought in his mind, he patted the little man standing on his shoulder and walked towards the wooden man.
Xiaoman got Yin Xiu's signal and immediately jumped down obediently and got into Yin Xiu's trouser pocket.
Walking to the wooden dummy, Yin Xiu stood still and couldn't help but stretched out his hand to gently brush the sticks on the wooden dummy. His eyes were full of memories.
In front of my eyes, I seemed to see the scene of me practicing against wooden dummies again when I was young.
Unconsciously, Yin Xiu moved his hands.
Although since his cultivation broke through the foundation-building and body-refining stage and entered the Qi-training level, there have been very few wooden mannequins. Now nearly a hundred years later, facing the wooden man stake again, Yin Xiu's body instinctively performed the familiar stake technique in his memory...
Snapped! Bang bang!
Yin Xiu didn't use even a shred of strength, otherwise the wooden man would have been smashed to pieces by him with just one strike.
As the palms and arms slapped the wooden dummy, dull sounds resounded again.
The sudden movement made the girl who was practicing martial arts in the open space on one side slightly startled. She couldn't help but stop her movement and turned her head to look over curiously.
When she saw Yin Xiu standing in front of the wooden mannequin practicing kung fu, a look of surprise flashed through her bright eyes.
It seemed that she didn't expect that the 'boy' who had been standing by watching her practice just now was actually a martial arts practitioner.
Of course, Yin Xiu surprised her far more than that.
Yin Xiu's Zhuang Technique movements were not very fast at the beginning, but were quite regular, neither fast nor slow.
However, just a moment later, the girl noticed that Yin Xiu's movements began to become faster and faster. And it increasingly shows an artistic conception of flowing clouds and flowing water, freehand like the wind.
Yin Xiu's hands seemed to be blowing the willows in the wind, playing with the black hair. The movements were calm and natural, without any trace of craftsmanship. It seemed that he had transcended and risen to a level of enjoyment and art.
This shocked the girl's entire soul, and the strong shock caused huge waves in her heart that were difficult to calm down.
At this time, Yin Xiu was gradually immersed in it, and even his thoughts seemed to go back to his youth, and his eyes closed lightly unconsciously. The movements of the pile technique are also moving along with the feeling, and the hands are getting faster and faster, and they have even brought out afterimages, as if countless hands are beating the wooden dummy at the same time.
'Papa papa… '
There was a continuous sound, like a firecracker.
However, in the eyes of the ponytail girl, Yin Xiu's movements still did not give her the slightest sense of urgency and urgency.
On the contrary, Yin Xiu still gave her the impression of flowing freely and calmly. Even though his hands have brought out countless afterimages, they still feel like a gentle breeze.
The ponytail girl's eyes were wide open, her bright eyes filled with shock and an indescribable light.
She had never seen anyone who could practice the wooden dummy technique to such an extent. There is no trace of pyrotechnics, but a special artistic conception of natural harmony and integration with the surroundings.
"That's amazing! Who is he..."
The ponytail girl looked at Yin Xiu blankly with her wide eyes and murmured to herself.