After determining the direction, the next step is action.

Wei Yang couldn't move.

Hungry.

Elder Song shouted, "Hmph! We have become your servants after sleeping for the past few days."

The old woman named Ye advised, "Why bother with a child? Besides, I feed it myself, you are not affected." Then she took out a piece of dry food from her backpack, and stuffed it into Wei Yang's hand, and said, "After eating, there is no accommodation on the road, you can just go and arrive at Hamiwei..."

"Thank you." Wei Yang gave in a habitual way.

He usually thanks people, but usually bows his hands.

Why can’t the etiquette passed down by our ancestors be used?!

The old woman was surprised when she saw it, "Good boy, she is quite polite. Have you read a book?"

Weiyang ate some dry food, which was wheat noodles, but it was very dry, much harder to eat than the naan he had eaten, and tasteless.

I ate two more bites of jerky, and it turned out to be mutton.

Wei Yang said: "I know some words and can write a few. I have never read poetry and books, and I know some etiquette. I am good at reading and not understanding it very much..."

"What kind of article is so cool, what's your name?" Elder Song was impatient and long-winded.

Wei Yang was full and replied: "My name is Wei Yang, Wei Qing's Wei, Changle Wei Yang."

"Hey, boy dares to cling to his ancestors." Elder Song laughed.

Wei Yang said: "It's just a convenient thing. My Wei family has been living upright for generations of civilians, who have been farming and studying and passing on their families. Why bother to get involved in any ancestors?"

"Have ambition!" Elder Song gave a thumbs up and mocked.

Wei Yang ignored it, and the pain in his body decreased a lot after eating, so he lowered his head and missed his hometown.

There is a village everywhere, but only where parents and siblings are there is home.

"I can't go back." Wei Yang felt uncomfortable.

Elder Song took a few bites, looked outside, and said, "You can walk a little more on the official road. Go quickly. It's dark today, and you have to go to Mijia Town - get up, from today, you have to walk by yourself."

Wei Yang wanted to stand up, but he fell to the ground again.

During the process of traveling, there was no activity for several days, and his body was a little confused about walking.

Rejecting the old woman's help, Wei Yang slowly stood up with his knees, straightened his waist, and was delighted to find that it was indeed his seven or eight years old body.

very good!

"Let's go!" Elder Song walked out first.

Wei Yang followed slowly, and suddenly felt a hand behind him pressing against his back heart, and a continuous stream of internal force was transmitted over.

When he turned around, the old woman slowly warned: "From now on, you must practice martial arts day and night, after all..." He paused, "Even after reaching Hami, it is afraid it will be very dangerous. If you don't have self-defense martial arts, it will be difficult for you to survive in troubled times, let alone being so weak, if you have any typhoid fever..."

Wei Yang immediately held his breath and concentrated. The old woman nodded and taught: "Relax and forget the past. She only thought in her heart that there was a qi that started from the middle of the body, divided into three streams, one split into Yingxiang, and went all the way up to the base of the nose, to the center of the eyebrows, to the Shenting... The two streams passed through the upper lip, to Chengji, Lianquan, to Shenque... to the perineum, the two true qi gathered in the front and back, and then divided into two streams, each surrounding the part that had just passed. One of them was circling in the dantian."

Wei Yang was confused.

What is Xuan Ji?

Where is the Purple Palace?

"I don't understand." Wei Yang was very sincere.

Bang-

The old woman pushed him out several feet with her palm. Elder Song picked him up, put dozens of palms in a row, slapped Wei Yang's upper body, and then threw it out hard, shouting: "I don't know, what's different from waste? Go and recite it silently hundreds of times to find out the acupoints."

Wei Yang was thrown into a mud. It was thought that it had just rained and the water was still very clear.

Not only was he not annoyed, he felt relieved.

I am not afraid of your abuse, I am just afraid of not teaching.

After a long time like this, Wei Yang really remembered dozens of large acupoints in front and behind.

"How?" the old woman asked Elder Song.

Elder Song's face was gloomy: "He is a man who has never learned martial arts, not a man from the martial arts world."

The old woman said: "There are rare people with such smart ones, dozens of acupoints. How long did we learn it? Elders Zhao He, Zhang Chengyun, and Zhang Chengfeng are all peerless and smart masters. They have taught us for several days. This child is at least a firm-willed and smart person."

Elder Song glanced at Wei Yang who was following dozens of feet behind him and was silently pointing at the familiar acupoints on his body.

What he was worried about was someone behind Wei Yang.

"It's okay, just find it back. At most, you can give the Huashan Sect's 'Zixia Magical Art'. Perhaps it can still fight Dongfang Bubai's sect with the Wuyue Sword Sect. If it's a miserable person..." The old woman was a little reluctant. "Since the leader has the "Star-absorbing Technique", why should he study the martial arts of other schools, and teach Dongfang Bubai to seize power and persecute the brothers in the sect. The leader is confused."

Elder Song nodded: "When you have some foundation, first teach the martial arts and mental method of the Huashan School. However, the Du meridian is upside down and the Ren meridian is unobstructed. I have never seen such a strange person in the world. I don't know if it's a thousand miles a day or a person with only smartness. If you are a waste, don't stop it. You must kill it with one palm, so as not to reveal our whereabouts. This guy is so smart that he can guess our identity from clues."

The old woman said after a while, "Let's see you then."

When she looked back, Wei Yang relaxed and was practicing in the way she said it once.

The old woman smiled and said, "If there is no seed of true qi, how can there be internal strength? It turns out that she doesn't know anything."

Now she was completely relieved.

As soon as he flashed, the old woman appeared several feet away. She pointed at Wei Yang: "Just treating that you are sleeping, meditating that there is a pool of water and a sea in your dantian. The water is evaporating, and there is an internal force that attracts steam to rise... Breathing should be stable, do you understand?"

Wei Yang fell down again after stepping on the air.

He got up indifferently and continued to practice according to the instructions.

Surprise appeared on the old woman's face. Who can bear the time of such a cup of tea and fall dozens of times? This kid didn't care at all.

"If you can't teach well, you should kill me!" The old woman was extremely conflicted.

She felt as if she had gotten a rough jade. She knew that there was a good jade in it, but she couldn't determine whether it was what she needed.

Such a boy would have great prospects if he didn't practice martial arts.

"What a pity..." the old woman shook her head.

Half a day later, seeing that there were pedestrians on the road, the old woman put Wei Yang at her hand. Seeing that he was focused, even someone else pointed at him and made fun of him, "The hair was as short as a monk, and the clothes were torn to cover his arms." The child who was peeing and playing with mud on the roadside also chased and smiled. He didn't care at all, and was only practicing martial arts. He couldn't help but feel more and more surprised. He couldn't help but reach out to his hand to gently deliver some internal strength at the three major acupoints in Yangguan. At this time, Wei Yang would no longer fall, but his face was sweating like slurry.

It hurts a lot!

Every meridian seemed to be pushed out by something, as if a stick was stuffed into a thin tube.

Is this internal strength?

Naturally, he didn't know the danger here. If it weren't for the Ren meridian being opened and reversed the Du meridian, light would play like this while walking, and his meridians would be broken in an instant. The old woman was using his life to do an experiment.

After walking for more than ten miles, Wei Yang's legs were as heavy as lead. He walked as if he was moving forward in the mud. But he saw a temple in front of him. At this time, fireworks were rising, people traveling from east to west, riding horses, riding cars, and walking. One or two out of ten people were speaking Mandarin that was not smooth.

"Stay a break, you have a few words to remember!" Elder Song waited on the side of the road for a while, and said to Wei Yang with his hands behind his back.

The old woman stretched out her hand, held Wei Yang's neck, and took him to the distance on the roadside.

Elder Song said: "When there is Zhendian, there must be an official inquiry. If someone asks you later, you are not allowed to say your name, just say that it is my grandson, whose surname is Song, do you understand?"
Chapter completed!