A few days later. Wei Tu's worries came true. When he saw that Wei Tu had been practicing health-preserving skills at night, and was appreciated by his master for his diligence and ability, Deng An's face became increasingly ugly. The relationship between the two is no longer what it was before. So Deng An took advantage of the fact that he had worked in Shan's family for a long time and was the former long-term foreman. He began to boss Wei Tu around when working during the day. However, to Deng An's expectation, Wei Tu did not argue or argue with him after hearing the instructions. Instead, he turned around and finished the work he ordered neatly. Whether it was sweeping the yard and cleaning the latrines, feeding the horses, mowing the wheat, and harvesting grain, Wei Tu did everything with ease and meticulousness. Shan Gao and Shan Wuju looked at it and both praised Wei Tu for his intelligence and ability. They also scolded Deng An for being lazy and slippery. This made Deng An completely lose his temper. On the third day of the wheat harvest, he went to the town to sell a pot of wine and bought some seasonal cold dishes. In the evening, when the long-term workers and tenants were enjoying the cool under the elm trees in the village, he told Wei Tu Make amends and apologize. "It was my fault. I shouldn't be jealous of you, Brother Wei..." Deng An said with a sincere look on his face.
After a few glasses of water and wine, Deng An also revealed the reason for ostracizing Wei Tu. "Brother Wei, you are too diligent and energetic. If you stay in the Shan family, the Shan family will probably resign me next year and only hire you." "People like you are hated wherever you go. I thought you wanted to drive me away, but I didn't expect you to be so diligent..." Deng An sighed. After ten days of busy work, cutting wheat from front to back of the river, no matter how strong a person is, he couldn't bear it, but Wei Tu couldn't resist it. He was in high spirits every day and still had free time to practice at night. This made Deng An completely give up his previous thoughts and no longer target Wei Tu. After all, he didn't dare to commit murder and arson. If he couldn't get out of the guard picture with the fixed routine of long-term workers, he had no choice but to make peace. "If the Shan family resigns me next year, I will go to another family." Deng An said again. "Brother Deng is joking." Wei Tu shook his head and took a few bites of food with his chopsticks. He still didn't tell Deng An the purpose of coming to Shan's house. If he passes the "test" of the Shan Wu Ju, it won't be long before he can learn boxing and kicking skills from the Shan Wu Ju. By then, Deng An will feel relieved. Even if he fails the "test", he will leave Shan's family in February next year and go to the county town to participate in martial arts... Wei Tu didn't know whether Shan Wuju was testing him or what the content of the test was, but he knew that people with a calm personality who could hide things were most likely to be favored. In addition, the reason why he did not talk back to Deng An when he was working during the day was not because he had a good heart, but because after completing his health cultivation, his energy was indeed much higher than that of ordinary people. The hard work that Deng An thought was hard work was not so difficult for him to accept. The last point is that Deng An is just the chief foreman, so it doesn't make much sense to talk back to him. Seeing that Wei Tu still didn't say much, Deng An sighed silently and asked no more questions. Five days later. The wheat harvest in Shanjiazhai is finally over.
When Wei Tu was leaving the last sack of new grain in the house to dry in the grain drying field, Shan Wuju came over on a yellow gelding. There was a hint of admiration in his eyes and he said: "After I finish riding the horse for a walk, teach me." Your shooting skills." The words fell. Shan Wuju had already ridden Juechen on his yellow gelding horse and disappeared on the plateau. It was not until sunset that Shan Wuju led his horse back to his home. "In the martial arts assessment, there are three items related to archery skills, namely bow-drawing, horse shooting, and foot shooting." "It can be said that if you want to gain fame in martial arts, you must be good at shooting." Shan Wuju clapped his hands. Soon, the maid in the house came over carrying a lacquered wooden tray. In the lacquered wood tray, there are three bows of different styles, namely a short bow for horse shooting, a long bow for foot shooting, and a hard bow for measuring strength. "This is a five-stone hard bow!" Shan Wuju took off the hard bow and stared at the grass target in the corner of the courtyard. His aura suddenly became fierce at this moment. collapse! collapse! collapse! Hearing only three string sounds, Shan Wuju's three feather arrows attached to the hard bow came out of his hand, pierced the air, and stuck directly on the bullseye of the grass target. "One stone weighs one hundred kilograms. This five-stone bow requires five hundred kilograms of strength." "As long as you can pull this five-stone hard bow and participate in the martial arts competition, you will be able to achieve at least the first level in the hard bow draw." Shan Wuju took a few breaths and placed the hard bow on the lacquered wood tray again. Just drawing the five-stone bow was a huge drain on his body. At this time, another maid who was standing took a pot, poured a cup of herbal tea, and handed it to Shan Wuju. Shan Wuju drank a small cup first, but still felt it was not enough, so he directly picked up the pot and poured it into his mouth. As the tea overflowed from the seam of his mouth, beads of sweat were secreted on his forehead, cheeks, and neck. "You need lunge stakes to draw a bow. I will practice it for you a few times and you will remember it." Shan Wuju did not rush to let Wei Tu try the bow, but instead stood on the wrong foot and assumed a lunge stance. As soon as he moved, his legs seemed to be instantly rooted on the green bricks of the yard, and his body was as straight as a loose body, unmoving. "Once the lunge stakes are set up, it will not only be good for archery, but also get twice the result with half the effort when practicing swordsmanship and boxing in the future." "The lunge stance trains the lower body. Once it is strong, your legs will be as if they were made of copper and iron. The lower body will be stable. When someone hits you, it will be like the breeze blowing over the hills..." Shan Wuju said slowly. After saying this, Shan Wuju took back his stance, took the towel from the maid's hand, wiped his sweat, and motioned Wei Tu to start practicing according to his movements. Wei Tu nodded, and stood firm as he had just done in a single martial arts stance, and began to stand staggered and set up the lunge stakes. Having practiced health-preserving exercises for more than two years, Wei Tu is no stranger to pile exercises. The lunge stance he just practiced in the single martial arts exercise is also among the thirty-two pile exercises in "Turtle Breath Nourishing Qigong".
There are some small differences, just specific details. Soon, Wei Tu adjusted his body and restored the single martial arts lunge to about 70% of its appearance. "This skill..." "Are they as good as I was when I was young?" Shan Wuju, who was about to look for the mistakes in the Wei diagram, raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise after watching the Wei diagram complete the lunge stakes. He still remembered that more than half a month ago, Wei Tu said that he had only practiced health-preserving skills. "That's right! The "Turtle Breath Nourishing Qigong" also has pile skills. It's not surprising that he can do lunges and piles." Single martial arts self-examination. But he soon shook his head and overturned his previous thoughts. The physical skills of health-preserving skills are often very shallow, and are regarded by martial artists as children's drawings. Although they can be practiced, they are difficult to use. It is impossible to practice such powerful pile skills just by relying on health-preserving skills. "Wei Tu, have you ever practiced any boxing or kicking skills before? Tell the truth, otherwise..." Shan Wuju looked at Wei Tu, his face suddenly turned cold. Secretly learning martial arts from other schools is a taboo. It's a waste of effort. In severe cases, kill. Outside. How could he, a dignified martial arts master, be fooled? Wei Tu said that he came to him as a long-term worker, but after joining the Shan family, he was considered half of his disciples. Otherwise, he would not have asked Wei Tu to pay homage to Wei Tu every year after he became successful and famous. … PS: Please read it.
