In fact, there is not much difference between Confucian shooting techniques and military archery techniques. The two are just that Confucianism values ​​elegance, while military archery focuses on actual combat. However, the principle of archery is completely the same.

Pei Min has good archery skills, but his usual practice is to follow the gentlemen in Yanyun Academy, with elegant and elegant moves. Anyway, the target of the arrow is dead, and he will not escape or run, so he develops the bad habit of aiming more and looking. His archery skills are still there, and all he has to do is to change this bad habit.

Xue Na looked at it for a while and found out the reason. Pei Min's archery skills were very good, and his cleverness in hearing and knowing, he actually overcame bad habits in a short time and completed the transformation from Confucian shooting skills to military archery. He clapped his hands and said, "Okay, you have a good foundation and have a certain level of archery skills. As long as you practice more frequently, it will not be difficult to pass the martial arts exam. There is not much time, so we should start with your shortcomings."

As they said that, the two brought each other's mounts. Pei Min was taught by Xue Na when he first started riding. He followed him a way. On the way to Chang'an, he deliberately practiced the art of riding and riding, and he was very skilled. He saw that Xue Na was quite grateful. He knew that Pei Min had only been practicing riding for half a year, and such achievements were very rare. Just riding a horse was just an introduction to riding and there was nothing worth talking about.

Xue Na thought about it for a while: I don’t think about it anymore, bad luck: When he was eight years old, Xue Rengui gave him a foal and asked him to practice riding. He was less than ten years old and had a good start-up skills. He imitated his father and gave him a horse when his eldest son Xue Hui was eight years old. As a result, Xue Hui cried for the foal and ran away without a trace. Now Xue Hui is in his forties and fifties, but he likes to ride a carriage all day long, so it may not be the same as Pei Min.

However, based on his current riding skills, Pei Min's riding skills are not worth it: they are very different from the skills he has trained through the battlefield.

Xue Ne looked at Pei Min who had already rode a horse nearby and commented: "Your riding skills are not calm enough and you are too free. If you go to the battlefield, you will fall off the horse and be fine."

Pei Min said respectfully: "Please give me advice from Grandpa Xue!" He did not feel any dissatisfied, but asked for advice sincerely. It is the stupidest behavior in the world if he doesn't know how to understand. Especially in front of a teacher who is willing to teach you something, he is a big fool with a face that is the number yi of the Tianzi.

Xue Ne nodded with satisfaction and said, "You must remember that the horse is a comrade-in-arms, and it is your second life on the battlefield. But you must also remember that it is also a beast. A wise BMW horse cannot possess human wisdom. So when riding on it, don't expect it to cooperate with you, but you cooperate with it. You control it to act, not to follow its running rhythm. Your sword is superb, just treat your horse as your sword. Control it, don't let it overwhelm the master."

Pei Min thought about Xue Ne's words, recalling the previous Mercedes-Benz, she felt something vaguely. When the horse was slow, everything was under his control, but the horse ran out of the way and ran out of the rhythm. Although he thought it was him who controlled the horse, in fact, the horse had already left the control. At this time, it was like a sports car that had no brakes in the speeding sped.

After understanding this, Pei Min sincerely asked for advice.

Seeing Pei Min's understanding so quickly, Xue Na also talked to him about the method of imperial cavalry with great interest.

Xue Ne taught carefully and Pei Min studied seriously. Before he knew it, it was already evening.

"Okay, let's get to practice here today!" Xue Na saw that Pei Min had mastered another new trick, and nodded with satisfaction. There was a disciple who could deviate from the crowd. He, a master, taught very comfortably.

Upon hearing this, Pei Min pulled the reins violently, stood upright, and stopped the horse in place.

Xue Neyi's ranks praised it.

When Pei Min suddenly felt a little sore and numb with his arms and thighs, he frowned in confusion, and moved his arms, and a needle-like pain came.

Seeing this, Xue Ne asked carelessly: "What's wrong?"

Pei Min said: "Something is wrong, it seems to be hurt. It's impossible. There is no reason for my health to be so bad."

Xue Ne said in a deep voice: "You took off your shirt."

Pei Min took off his coat as he said, and this took off immediately scared himself. His right arm was obviously thicker than his left arm, and it became even more bloated.

Xue Na was anxious and shouted, "Hurry up, go and ask the doctor!" He was worried about his call and asked her directly where there was a clinic nearby and planned to find it himself. He was the commander of thousands of troops, but in a hurry, he was invincible and was so powerful that the little girl's eyes turned red.

The maid said with a little fear: "It's right next door to Yuzhen Temple, and Doctor Liu is in the temple for a consultation."

Pei Minyi knew who it was when he heard about Doctor Liu, and smiled and said, "Grandpa Xue is not in a hurry, he is an old acquaintance. Doctor Liu is the apprentice of the old immortal Sun Simiao. It is definitely no problem with him." Xue Ne's reaction moved him, he comforted him and walked towards the next door.

He has been in this world for more than half a year, and his body has been abnormal for the first time, and he is also a little anxious.

When Xue Nayi heard that she was Sun Simiao's apprentice, she felt relieved and urged him to go quickly.

After entering Yuzhen Temple, I heard that they were here for medical treatment. There were already children who led them to a side hospital on the right. It was getting late and there were no patients in the side hospital.

The old Taoist Liu Shenwei, who was over 90 years old, was sitting leisurely on the stool drinking tea. When he saw Pei Min coming in, he exclaimed and almost fell off the stool, shouting: "My little ancestor, you finally appeared."

Pei Min heard it for no reason and had no time to care about so much, and shouted, "My doctor, look at my hands, look at my hands."

Liu Shenwei reached out and pinched her hands. Seeing Pei Min's brows jumping, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's okay, it's just hurting the flesh, not the meridians, and the meridians are moved. Otherwise, the old man will be sorry for you."

Sun Pu, who heard the news in the room, rushed out and felt guilty when he saw Pei Minyi's face.

Pei Minyi said in a vague manner: "What's wrong?"

Liu Shenwei said to Sun Pu, "Go and prepare the potion for your benefactor to take a bath!" After that, he explained: "Sun Pu doesn't know the inside story. The health care method he gave you is an internal consumption method. Sun Pu has a family disease and has a heart disease when he was born. Thanks to the breathing and health care method specially developed for him by his master, he can live to this day and is not suitable for ordinary people."

"No!" Pei Min was stunned and said in a daze: "But I feel good after practicing. After practicing for more than three months, my strength and other aspects have improved a lot. I am full of energy, especially when I practice in winter, my body is burning, which is very comfortable."
Chapter completed!