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Unexpectedly, the old teacher opened his eyes and smiled at him. ”Xiao Niu, you're still alive. Good, very good.”
The calf was at a loss for words. It was better to be dead than to be alone in this world. Yet, it did not dare to contradict its teacher. This was because he was very respectful to the teachers in the countryside.
The teacher knew what he was thinking from his expression, so he said slowly, ”I know you're the only one who survived. If not, you wouldn't have come here.” Don't be sad. When people are alive, they will be fine. When people are alive, there is hope. It can be considered fate that we met each other. I won't be able to live anymore, so there's no need to say anymore. I know that I've been enduring this for a long time, and now that I've seen you, I'm very happy. ” It turned out that Xiao Niu was trying to find something to say to comfort him.
”I have a few things I want to give you,” he continued, ”and this is a book with a set of martial arts skills in it.” Seeing his blank face, the old teacher knew that he did not understand and that he was playing the lute to a cow, but he could not do it now. He knew that he was about to die, so he said, ”Martial arts are just like your martial arts in the countryside, understand?” Seeing that Ye Zichen didn't really understand it, he had no choice but to let Ye Zichen do what he wanted.
Then he continued, ”You just need to follow the book and practice. This is very important, you must practice it well. However, you must give it to someone you can rely on. If you learn, you must help the good people and not bully the good people. And also … Cough cough … That is … ”Cough, cough …” After talking for so long, he could not help but cough, and more and more blood came out from his wound. After a while, he stopped coughing and continued, ”Before you finish practicing martial arts, do not go out, even if you do, do not reveal this book in front of others, otherwise, it will attract many people to steal it. They not only want the book, they will also kill you, and that is why I came to your village to teach. Cough cough … Cough cough … After I leave, you need to find a deep mountain to train your martial arts. This book needs to … You have to put it in the water to see it, remember... Remember... Stay... No... Practice... Good... Martial … kung fu... thousand... ten thousand... Don't... ”Out …” Before he could finish his sentence, the word ”come” had already disappeared.
The calf had hurt enough to bury the old man peacefully, as if he had become numb. Even he himself did not know why he had become so quiet. In fact, he could also be considered a naughty child in the village. However, at this moment, it was as if he had lost his soul. When he buried the old man, he found a broken sword in his right hand. The calf thought that the old man had broken it in a fight with the soldiers.
Picking up the old teacher's broken sword and bag, he hesitated for a moment before heading towards the depths of the mountains. He wanted to return home to take a look, but when he thought of the old man's words, everything seemed fated. Since he had decided to leave, why would he be reluctant? Everything depended on fate.
The calf followed the path of the mountain for several days. If it was thirsty, it would drink from the stream; if it was hungry, it would eat wild fruits; if it was tired, it would fall asleep; and so on. One day, he arrived at the end of a ravine. However, there was a pile of Mountain Vines blocking his path in front of him. Clouds and mist shrouded the path, making it hard to tell just how tall and deep it was. However, he had heard from the old teacher that the more hidden a place was, the better it was. He did not hesitate to enter the cave. His luck was good, there were no ferocious beasts inside, otherwise, he would be in for a lot of trouble.
After entering the mountain vines, the calf was astonished. The interior was simply a paradise. The beauty of the scenery caused him to be stunned. The ground was covered with soft grass, as if someone had cut it, not like the clutter outside, but the same grass, and it gave people a lazy feeling. On one side of the green grass were all kinds of fruit trees, and on the other side a flower garden with all kinds of flowers. If it was someone else who came here and knew that there was someone living in seclusion, they would definitely pay a visit. Only this fool would be so intoxicated by the beautiful scenery and think that he had found a place that met his requirements.
After that, the calf settled down here. Every day, he would go to the pond in the valley to read the book. The book was strange, too. When he held it in his hand, it was just an ordinary book of poetry. The calf remembered that he had once asked the old man for a copy of this book, but when he put it in the water, he could see that it was different from the book's content.
He took out the book and shook it twice. There was no water, and it didn't seem to get wet. However, although he did as the old man said, he didn't pay much attention to it. He felt that if this book really worked, he wouldn't die. Therefore, he played while practicing. Every day, watering the flowers, picking the fruits, and practicing martial arts were all his work. Living here without worry, he was truly very happy.
He followed the old man's instructions and tried not to show that he had the book, so he wrote it down. The book only had one set of cultivation technique, and it seemed like it was the first time he had come into contact with these kinds of cultivation techniques. Fortunately, there were many diagrams, otherwise, he really wouldn't have known how to do it. After all, he was a child who was very playful and did not think that it was very useful, so he did not put in much effort. He only practiced half of it and half of it. He had a good hand in farming, and enjoyed working in the flower beds and orchards every day. However, this would help him. This was his first time practicing martial arts, so he had to take things step by step and build a solid foundation. Moreover, his cultivation technique was at the highest level, so at the beginning he would definitely advance at a godly speed. He had not learnt any basic martial arts, and if that happened, he would definitely be strong on the outside and die without a doubt. This was not like going berserk and could be saved. This kind of internal and external dryness would cause the meridians in the entire body to become scorched and die. That was because it seemed like a person who was already weak and weak would constantly bleed, but would not be able to replenish the source of the bleeding. Fortunately, he did not want to improve, but instead worked hard every day. Doing farm work like this could make his body stronger, and the cultivation technique could slowly change his inner constitution. That had built a strong foundation for him.