After more than a month, Yun Bohai returned to the villa and spent several days to sort out and change the obtained skills according to Yun Yifei's situation. After sorting them out, he ordered someone to call Yun Yifei over.

"Fei'er, have you been pestering your mother and saying you should practice too? Now you need to practice this set of exercises diligently and don't be lazy." Yun Bohai said, handing over the sorted exercises to Yun Yifei. He saw five big words written on the light blue cover. Yun Yifei has been reading and practicing calligraphy, so he naturally realized that it was the "Dragon-Tempering Body Fist".

"Can I really practice? Can I really practice?" Yun Yifei's eyes, which were a little cold, were filled with hope and passion when he heard the news, and then filled with surprise. He asked repeatedly as if he couldn't believe it.

When Yun Bohai saw this, a hint of sorrow rose in his mind, which was not alarmed by favors and disgraces, but it disappeared in an instant. It was a mess for him. Moreover, a cultivator with a high level of cultivation watched his son unable to cultivate the truth. He felt unwilling and regretful in his heart, and for years he had no help. Therefore, he had just developed a different feeling.

"Of course it's true. You have different physiques from others. You have never had a suitable technique for your practice. Now you have found it for your father. Therefore, you can officially start practicing from now on." Yun Bohai's eyes were full of firmness.

"It's great, I can practice, I can practice." Yun Yifei happily danced. Although the child still couldn't really know what cultivation was and what cultivation meant, looking at the playmates beside him, he had to practice one by one, which made him seriously frustrated with the strength and comparison mentality of the child, which should be the child, but he was helpless. Even if he wanted to put in ten times of his efforts, he could not get through that threshold. Now he could practice. He was naturally very happy in his heart, and he secretly made up his mind to practice diligently.

"It's too late to start practicing. You have to work hard and strive to get behind you." The more you do this, the more you feel uncomfortable in Yun Bohai's heart, as if he was whipping his heart, and he seemed to be unable to bear to look at it anymore, so he said indifferently.

"Come here first, I will explain the whole set of exercises to you first, you must concentrate on it." Yun Yifei was called in front of him, and explained it word by word from beginning to end, one move after another, and practiced it from time to time, including some of the precautions, and explained it without any explanation.

One explained carefully and the other listened attentively. It was not difficult to see the overflowing emotions between the two figures at a glance. Time passed unknowingly. Yun Yifei, who was immersed in it, had never felt the sky was dark. The time for supper had passed. His stomach, which had not eaten for two meals, did not feel hungry at all. Even after Yun Bohai finished explaining, he was still immersed in it, and he was still practicing one move in his mind. It took him nearly an hour before he woke up slowly.

After breathing a long breath, he recalled it. At this time, his father Yun Bohai said, "You go and eat first, then practice this set of boxing skills first, and then take a break soon. Tomorrow you will follow other practitioners to practice physical fitness. I will order someone to lead you over early in the morning."

At this time, Yun Yifei felt empty and hungry. After agreeing, he ran out and ran to the cafeteria. However, after he left, Yun Bohai looked calm and sad, as if he was stunned for a moment. Then he smiled bitterly and shook his head, and walked out. I wonder if Yun Yifei's great mood would be affected when he saw this.

The night was completely covered, and the slightly cold moonlight poured down. The air was filled with the fresh breath of various spiritual flowers and herbs mixed together. In a small courtyard, palace lanterns were placed at all corners, and gentle light was emitting alone. A child in white stood still. After closing his eyes and meditating, his eyes suddenly opened and filled with a firm look. Then he trembled his arms and started practicing in the courtyard. Each move was quite stunning, but there were many flaws inside and lacked coherence, so he was obviously still a little unfamiliar.

The child is Yun Yifei, and the boxing technique he practiced was also the "Dragon-Tempering Body Fist". After his father Yun Bohai gave a detailed explanation, the first trial was quite satisfactory. Although it lacked coherence, it was ultimately due to the first practice. In any case, a set of boxing techniques had been practiced from beginning to end, and he closed his fist and stepped back, and still stood in the center of the courtyard.

After he was reminiscent of the boxing technique, he thought about it again. After his breathing gradually stabilized, Yun Yifei returned to the room and soaked in the bathtub he had prepared. At the same time, he was still savoring the feeling of the boxing technique just now. He always felt that he had only practiced his form and could not understand the artistic conception in the boxing technique he mentioned when his father Yun Bohai explained. Although he had already remembered his movements, he often felt obscure in the connection between the moves and was always not smooth and coherent, which made him feel a sense of depression in his heart. He was not happy and could not pour it out.

Soaked in hot water filled with herbs, feeling the nourishment and improvement of the body by the medicinal power, but in my mind, I was thinking about the first time I came into contact with the boxing practiced. Time was spent in silence. After feeling the water temperature gradually cooled, Yun Yifei still couldn't figure out where the problem was. After all, he was still a six-year-old child, and it was understandable that he was not yet mature. He sighed inwardly, stood up, walked out of the bathtub, wiped his body, cleaned up, and went back to the inner room to rest.

The next day, the sky was just dawning, and there was no corner of the sun exposed. In the courtyard, the white-clothed child Yun Yifei had already cleaned up and was full of energy. He was working on the set of "Dragon-Tempering Body Fist" with great enthusiasm. He practiced one move and one move in a very good manner, much better than the first time he practiced last night, at least less awkward. The whole set of boxing can be considered to be able to be practiced continually.

After taking steps and closing the fist, the whole set of boxing was practiced and the breathing gradually stabilized, a voice sounded in my ears: "Go to the foot of Dufeng Mountain to gather and receive physical training."

Yun Yifei was slightly stunned after hearing this. He found him around for a long time but did not see anyone. Naturally, he felt very magical, but he felt a sense of surprise and nervousness in his heart.

Yunlan Villa has five main peaks. The main peak Cuiping Peak is located in the middle. Some important places are built on this peak. On the south is Xiaolin Peak. On the west is the Qi training stage monks who have reached the right time to become inner disciples, they live here. On the east is Zixia Peak, and on the east is the monks who have been promoted to the Foundation Establishment stage, they live here. On the north is the Fusing Peak, there are many forging and cultivating rooms for monks to go to seclusion and practice. On the west is Tianji Peak, and on the Tianji Pavilion is built on this peak, mainly used as a formation plate and array flag.

In addition to these five main peaks, there are also many mountains and rivers around it. Some of them are planted with spiritual rice and spiritual valleys, some are planted with herbs, some are planted with spirit beasts, etc., and this Dufeng Mountain is for monks to conduct trial practice.

Dufeng Mountain has a relatively gentle overall mountain landscape, but there is only one peak on the mountain. The peak is rugged with strange rocks and steep peaks, soaring straight into the sky. The foot of Dufeng Mountain is rich in vegetation and grass. On a spacious grassland, some young children are scattered.

Yun Yifei ran over quickly, his eyes full of joy and expectation. He lived in the villa, and even when he was playing, he often crossed mountains and ridges. Not all the villas were monks, so he also built a road for ordinary people to walk on. There were also steps built in particularly steep and unclimbable places for access, but many locations still retained the original rugged and steepness.

When Yun Yifei approached, he saw clearly the people scattered on the open space at the foot of the mountain. There were more than twenty people. It looked like children aged about four or five, and they were whispering in groups of three or five.

"Brother Yifei, Brother Yifei, is really Brother Yifei." Before everyone on the open space could see clearly, a crisp voice came to his ears, and his words were first confused, and then full of surprise.

Yun Yifei was naturally familiar with this voice. When he saw the little girl running towards him, he felt even more happy. It was the girl Yun Xiang who often pestered him to play. Looking at the few people behind her, they were the four people he had seen in the canteen that day, Yun Qing, Yun Lang, Yun Ruoshui and Yun Tianze.

Yun Xiang led Yun Yifei to the four of them, greeted them one after another, and met them again, and the children became familiar with each other in an instant.

Yun Yifei also asked Yun Xiang about some physical training situation and learned that they had already conducted several training sessions. There was nothing to pay attention to, just climbing upwards with all their might.

"There are all people here, and this training is still the same rule. The one and a half hours are not allowed to use spiritual power on the way. You can only rely on your physical energy to climb to the top of the mountain. Let's start now." After a moment, after several more people came in groups of three or three, a voice came in a drift, but he still didn't see the person.

"What is spiritual power?" Yun Yifei muttered to himself. Anyway, he didn't bring it, so he naturally wouldn't use it.

There were more than twenty children on the open space at the foot of the mountain, most of whom were four or five years old. Yun Yifei looked around and only he was a little older. Despite this, he was full of energy and energy, eager to try. He could only hear the call from the voice, and more than twenty figures rushed up like a full force.

(End of this chapter)
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