Chapter 15： Shan Wuju’s teachings (please collect and read)

Chapter 15 Shan Wuju’s teachings (please collect and read)

A few days later.

Weitu’s worries came true.

After seeing that Wei Tu had been practicing health-preserving skills at night, and that he 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 at Shan's house for a long time and was the former long-term foreman. He began to boss Wei Tu around when he was working during the day.

However, to Deng An's expectation, Wei Tu did not quarrel or make a fuss 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 reprimanded 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, I guess the Shan family will quit me next year and only hire one person."

“People like you are hated wherever you go. I thought you were trying to drive me away, but I didn’t expect you to be so diligent...”

Deng An sighed.

After more than 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 he still had free time to practice in the evening.

This made Deng An completely give up his previous thoughts and no longer target Wei Tu.

In the final analysis, he did not dare to commit murder and arson. If he could not get out of the Wei picture using the fixed routine of long-term workers, he had no choice but to reconcile.

"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 hasn’t told 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 by others.

Besides, the reason why he didn’t 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.

What Deng An thought was a backbreaking job was not so difficult for him to accept.

Last point, 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 didn't ask any 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." You shoot well."

The voice fell.

Shan Wuju had already ridden the yellow gelding and disappeared on the plain.

Until dusk at dusk, Shan Wuju led his horse back to his home.

“There are three items in the martial arts assessment 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, your archery skills must be good.”

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 bow!" Shan Wuju took off the 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 strings, Shan Wu raised the three feather arrows mounted on the hard bow, and then came out of his hand, pierced the air, and inserted directly into the bullseye of the grass target. "One stone weighs one hundred catties, so the five-stone hard bow requires five hundred catties of strength."

“As long as you can pull this five-stone hard bow and participate in martial arts, you will be able to achieve at least the first level in the hard bow pulling category.”

Shan Wuju took a few breaths and placed the hard bow on the lacquered wood tray again.

Just drawing the five-stone hard bow was also 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 that it was not enough, so he directly picked up the pot and poured it into his mouth.

While the tea overflowed from the seam of his mouth, beads of sweat were secreted on his forehead, cheeks, and neck.

“You need a lunge stake to draw a bow. I will practice it for you several times and you will remember it.”

Shan Wuju did not rush to let Wei Tu try the bow. Instead, he took a wrong step 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, motionless.

“Once the lunge stakes are set up, it is not only good for archery, but also for future practice of swordsmanship and boxing, which will get twice the result with half the effort.”

“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. If someone hits you, it will be like the breeze blowing on the hills..."

Shan Wuju said slowly.

After finishing speaking, Shan Wuju took back his stance skills, took the towel from the maid's hand, wiped his sweat, and motioned to Wei Tu to start practicing according to his movements.

Weitu nodded, and just like how he had just done it by himself, he stood firm, started 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 Zhuang Kung Fu. The lunging Zhuang Kung Fu he practiced just now is also among the thirty-two pictures of Zhuang Kung Fu in "Turtle Breath Nourishing Qi Gong".

Just specific details, there are some minor differences.

Soon, Wei Tu adjusted his body and restored the lunge stance to 70% to 80% of its appearance.

“This achievement…”

“Are you 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, so it's not surprising that he can do lunges and piles."

Single martial arts self-explanation.

But he soon shook his head and overturned his previous thoughts.

Health-preserving skills are often very superficial, and are regarded by martial artists as children's drawings. Although they can be practiced, they are difficult to put into practical use.

You cannot 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.

It is a taboo to secretly learn martial arts from other schools.

At least it will be a waste of effort.

In severe cases, kill.

Outside.

How can he be fooled by someone who is a master of martial arts?

Wei Tu said he came to him as a long-term worker, but after joining Shan's family, he was considered half of his disciple.

Otherwise, he would not have asked Wei Tu to pay homage to Wei Tu every year after he became successful.

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