Floating clouds

Chapter 7 The Peerless Sword

"Master, what is entraining qi into the body?"

"What is Master Nascent Soul? Is it a child younger than me?"

"Master, what is the mind method? Why do you need to learn the mind method when you meditate?"

Lin Mingqi asked.

"Bringing qi into the body is to store the aura outside in the stomach." Mu Zheng said, a crack appeared on his perfect face for the first time, and he couldn't remember how his master taught him when he was young , But he didn't think of anything, he seemed to be born to cultivate the Tao, he understood everything once he said it, and he understood it once he did it, and he never had any demonic obstacles.

He said: "Go out and meditate first, and you will understand slowly."

Lin Mingqi was still a child at heart. Seeing Mu Zheng's kindness and beauty, he was willing to get close to him. He wrinkled his face and said, "But Master, it's cold outside."

Mu Zheng smiled and said, "It's my teacher's negligence, so you can meditate here."

"Yes, Master."

Meditation pays attention to "quiet and inaction, sitting and forgetting when you leave the country". After sitting for less than a cup of tea, it is like needles growing on a futon. As soon as he opened his eyes, he could see Mu Zheng looking at him with a half-smile, so he could only continue to sit on the needled futon, which was uncomfortable no matter how he sat.

Lin Xinglu could sit still, as soon as he closed his eyes, his brain was always full of blood, sometimes hot, sometimes cold, full of torment, when he opened his eyes, there was hostility hidden in his eyes.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a "bang" that interrupted the strange meditation. Mu Zheng followed the sound and saw Lin Mingqi rolling to the side with his head on the ground. She meditated while meditating and fell asleep.

"Master, I didn't mean it." Lin Mingqi lowered his head and apologized with a blushing face.

Mu Zheng only felt that his mind was full of mud. He managed to sort out some clues from the pile of mud. He smiled, took out a ruler from under the incense case, and said to Lin Mingqi, "reach out."

Lin Mingqi's hands were small, and tears welled up in her big eyes before she hit her.

Mu Zheng's hand couldn't hit, he turned to Lin Xinglu and said, "You reach out."

Lin Xinglu didn't know why, so he stretched out his hands.

His hands are also slender and white and tender. This hand has held a sword, a pen, and turned a book, but it has never touched a ruler.

With a 'snap', Mu Zheng threw the ruler into Lin Xinglu's palm.

A red mark appeared on his white palm, and then the red mark swelled rapidly, and his entire palm turned red.

His skin was tender and his fingers would turn red when pressed, so he was naturally more afraid of pain than others, but he didn't say anything, except for a shiver, he didn't make any sound.

"Brother." Lin Mingqi woke up from his drowsiness, hugged Lin Xinglu's hand, and blew hard.

"Master is unreasonable. I was obviously asleep. Why didn't you punish me and beat your brother?" Lin Mingqi said.

"I want to call you big brother, elder brother is like a father, if you don't meditate properly, he is not raised properly, and he is not disciplined, of course I will beat him, not only I will beat him, but as soon as I find you two are lazy, I will beat him, understand? "Mu Zheng learned to be a master without a teacher. Not only did he learn, but he was better than blue. In a short period of time, he had a thorough understanding of the temperament of the three of them.

Chonghui's weakness is Lin Mingqi, Lin Mingqi's weakness is Lin Xinglu, and Lin Xinglu's weakness is everyone.

"Master is unreasonable!" Lin Mingqi didn't know how to refute, but also intuitively felt that what Master said was wrong, tears rolled in his eyes in anger.

"If I were you, I would go back to meditate immediately, otherwise..."

With a "snap", Lin Xinglu hit the palm of his hand with another slap. This time, Mu Zheng deliberately increased his strength, and Lin Xinglu shivered again.

"Don't hit me, I'll meditate now." Lin Mingqi felt Lin Xinglu's slight tremor, and hurriedly crossed his short legs, meditating obediently.

"Xinglu, are you dissatisfied?" Mu Zheng put away the ruler and asked.

With a soft voice, he called Xinglu affectionately, and Lin Xinglu shook his head unknowingly.

Starland, Starland.

No one has called him Xinglu for a long time. Mrs. Lin always felt that the name was too big. She was afraid that he would not be able to bear it, so she gave him a nickname A Zhu. She usually called him A Zhu, and when she was angry, she called him He is a pig.

The gentlemen in the family call him Young Master Lin, the servants call him Eldest Young Master, and Lin Mingqi calls him Big Brother.

Only his father would call him that.

This title made him feel strange, but also made him feel warm, and he let go of his guard a little.

It wasn't until Linsheng came up to take them to lunch, and the meditation, which was torture to each other, was over.

"Master, don't you eat?" Chonghui asked, he was very curious, if he didn't ask, he would not be happy eating.

Mu Zheng shook his head and asked them to go out. He knelt on the futon, suppressed his smile, and stared at the portrait in front of him in a trance.

At this level of cultivation, it is not a rumor to suck the wind and drink the dew, and eating is just to satisfy the appetite.

And he never does anything superfluous.

After an unknown amount of time, he stood up, lit a stick of incense, and inserted it into the incense burner. In a little smoke, he said: "Master, this disciple found a sword for himself, do you think it's good?"

The person in the painting has deep eyes, doesn't say anything, and seems to have said everything.

Mu Zheng smiled again, this smile was even more weird, making his eyebrows darker and more beautiful, with a trace of hostility in his eyes: "I think it's very good, this must be a peerless sword, I really want to let it go quickly. They take a look."

Lin Xinglu looked at the food on the table and was worried. It was difficult to change from extravagance to frugality, and he was talking about his current situation.

For anyone, if he has been rich in food and clothing for 13 years, suddenly he is only given a bowl of boiled vegetables a day, even a god can't help but can't eat it. The Lin family couple, one has power and the other has money, and the Lin family pays attention to food. It's not tiresome, Lin Xinglu can eat as much as a ghost, and Lin Mingqi didn't move.

The vegetables were very old, as if they hadn't been cooked, Zhonghui picked up his chopsticks first, chewed them, and spit out a mouthful of dregs.

"Junior Sister, you eat this, this is tender." Zhong Hui picked out a few tender green vegetable leaves from the large bowl of boiled vegetables, and put them into Lin Mingqi's bowl.

"Thank you, Second Senior Brother." Lin Mingqi held the bowl, took a sip, wanted to vomit but didn't dare to vomit, and looked at Lin Xinglu eagerly.

"Swallow it." Lin Xinglu picked up the bowl and started to eat.

This can't be blamed on Lin Sheng, there are few people in Fuyunxu, and Mu Zheng seldom takes anything other than medicine. Naturally, they don't open fire. They usually take Bigu Dan, and only go to restaurants to eat when they go out to buy. .

I thought that cooking porridge was the limit, but in the morning, I received a paper crane from the head of the house and asked him to prepare meals.

He, who has always been as stable as Mount Tai, can't help but have a headache.

Lin Mingqi swallowed obediently, and took a mouthful of white rice.

The white rice was dry and hard, so rough that it scratched your throat, eating it was like swallowing a sword, even Chonghui, who had just passed two years of good life, couldn't eat it anymore. He took a sip of tea and said: "That , Uncle Lin, add more water when cooking."

Lin Sheng nodded with sweat all over his head. Seeing that everyone was not moving their chopsticks, he hurriedly brought out some snacks. The snacks were decently made, but they tasted like chewing wax, not as good as the bowl of sweet porridge that he drank in the morning.

Zhonghui ate most of it again, Lin Mingqi ate two pieces, and Lin Xinglu took a bite to ensure that he would not starve to death.