Chapter 125

Watching a lot of the Ding family leave.

"No way." Thirteen younger sister suddenly jumped up nervously: "I said daughter, the Ding family will not agree with you and Ding Yi, just like they wanted to separate me and your father."

"---" Ding Yi.

Ding Ding is even more ashamed. Mom, what do you say? Now she is in high school.

"We still have to use our unique skills. They can't help it." One by one, she pulls Ding Ding and Ding Yi into the room.

"What are you doing, Ma? What are you crazy about?" Ding Ding is shy and angry.

"Silly girl, the key time, you can't harm dryness, this relationship of life, quick, I teach you the eighteen, all out." Then he pushed them into the bed and slammed the door.

Across the door, she also called a: "let him see, we Ding eighteen, how people want to immortal death."

"Wu" Ding Ding uses his hand to block his face. It is estimated that he is already red and purple. He does not dare to look at Ding Yi.

It seems that the Ding family's eighteen styles are very powerful? Ding Yi is ready to move.

Looking at Ding Ding again, it seems that he is moved. He secretly looks at Ding Yi across his palm.

"Cough, we seem to study by ourselves at night. I'm afraid it's too late." Ding Yilian was busy. He, who never attended self-study class, actually said that he wanted to attend self-study class.

"Next time." Ding Ding casually, found that he was wrong, face more red.

"Next time, next time." Ding Yi said with a dry smile: "next time we have a rest, let's have a good look at your eighteen moves."

"MMM" Ding Ding's voice is as low as a mosquito, and her head droops in shame.

But they think that next time, thirteen younger sister will not let them go.

Thirteen younger sister pasted it on the door. After a while, she didn't move. She was a little anxious: "what are you doing? I'm not going to come in and supervise, am I

"No." Ding Ding is anxious and shy. Are you your mother? You can say everything.

"Cough." Ding Yi is also very depressed. He is quite speechless when he meets such a mother-in-law.

"Well, I'll move it, and you call twice." Ding Yi had to run to the bedside, take off his shoes and jump up.

"Ah?" Ding Ding's face is redder.

"Yes, yes, that's it. Ah, have you seen the movie? Learn from the movie."

Ding Ding.

Then Ding Yi jumped up, bang, bang, bang, and fell heavily on the bed.

"Ah -- ah --" soon, with the rising and falling sound of Jiaoyin, the thirteen girls outside showed a smile and listened with relish.

About ten minutes later, there was no sound in the room.

She stood outside for more than ten minutes. When it was calm inside, she immediately knocked on the door.

"Bang, bang, bang."“ Open the door, Ding Ding

"What the hell?" Ding Yi stares. Why is your mother like this? Fortunately, she didn't get married. If she did, would she come in on her wedding night?

"I'm sorry." Ding Ding is also very embarrassed. He is so shy that he can't find a way to get in.

When the door was opened, thirteen younger sister, like a thief, slipped in and rushed to the bedside first.

"Chi Chi" her nose moved, as if she was smelling something.

The room smelled of sweat.

Just now Ding Yi jumped and jumped, Ding Ding screamed, and both of them were sweating.

The smell is not right. Thirteen younger sister looks at the messy sheets, reaches out her hand and lifts the sheets up. From time to time, she comes up to the smelly son like a dog to smell and have a look.

I'll go. Do you want this? In Ding Yi's collapse, Ding Ding blushes like anything else.

"Ding Ding." Thirteen younger sister finished checking, one drag Ding Ding, drag to the corner: "are you fooling me? Don't force me to do it. "

"No." After listening to the unique skill, Ding Ding's soul flew out of the sky and kept shaking his head: "no, no, we are really finished."

"I don't want to talk about you so soon. I don't even have blood?" "Thirteen younger sister grim voice way:" you are not before in the outside blind play

"Mom, I'm your daughter. Who do you think I am?" Ding Ding was angry and wanted to cry.

"Don't lie to me. You are my daughter. Of course I know you. If you don't lie, I can see it at a glance." "Thirteen younger sister angrily way:" seem to want me to give unique skill

"Sister thirteen, I confess." Just then, Ding Yi raised his hand behind him: "in fact, Ding Ding and I used to be outside at noon --" he lowered his head and looked embarrassed.

"Oh, boy, it's the first thing to do." Thirteen younger sister suddenly realized, rushed up to pat Ding Yi on the shoulder: "good, promising, Ding Ding Ding has his father's style."

"Ma." Ding Ding really wants to cover his ears.

"Sorry, sorry." Ding Yi can only nod and laugh.

"But." Thirteen younger sister's face was straight, and she pulled Ding Yi to the side, her voice lowered several times: "I said son-in-law, it's normal for excellent men to be liked by many women. You're my son-in-law, and you're so excellent. It's OK to play outside occasionally, but you have to be sorry for Ding Ding Ding, always abandon, hum."

"No, no, I don't think Ding Yi is such a person." Ding Yi is just and awe inspiring.

"There's no best. If my servant bites me, I'll give it to you." Thirteen younger sister put out her tongue, opened her mouth, and made a strong bite, biting off little Ding Yi, which made Ding Yi cool.

Mother in law, did you bite? what the hell.

"Well, sister 13, we're going to have a self-study class. Come to dinner next time." Ding Yi, sweating, turns his head to give ding ding a wink and runs away in a hurry.

Ding Yi said that he wanted to have a self-study class, but now he is really in no mood.

Now that he is addicted to martial arts, he has just opened the door of Chinese martial arts. In addition, he is like ye Xuantian, who is interested in sitting in the classroom with a group of kids.

After Ding Ding was sent to school, he found an excuse and Ding Yi left school.

The last time he saw Xue zi'er point with one hand, he was very shocked. He wanted to ask Xue zi'er about the point, but he called Zheng Xiaotong to ask. Xue zi'er was injured and just woke up, so he certainly didn't have time to answer him.

Who can I ask? Ding Yi knows very few people who study Chinese martial arts, and he knows that the best way to do this is to ask a famous and decent person.

He also called to ask the iron hand. He had never seen the iron hand, but he had heard of it.

Yes, Chen Ruolan and Ding Yi suddenly think of the person who taught them how to stand.

Chen Ruolan can be said to be his enlightening master. It was Chen Ruolan who opened the door of Chinese culture for him.

After a call, Chen Ruolan is not working tonight.

"I'm practicing at the top of Donghua mountain. If you're interested, come here." Chen Ruolan said with a smile.

Donghua mountain is located in the easternmost part of Dongning City, far away from the north of the city. It is one of the most famous scenic spots in Dongning city.

It is said that it has a history of nearly a thousand years. The Donghua temple on the top of the mountain is even more famous for its ancient history.

When Ding Yi arrived at the foot of Donghua mountain, it was more than seven o'clock in the evening.

Donghua mountain is more than 700 meters high, and the mountain road is more than 1000 meters long. There are street lamps all the way up. Although it is night, there are still a large number of local people walking for fitness.

Ding Yi follows the fitness people and runs fast all the way. Others regard him as a fitness enthusiast.

Before he came, he wondered why Chen Ruolan was practicing here.

After running for a while, I immediately found that it was different, and there was a faint aura in the air.

This kind of aura is different from jade and ginseng. It may not have any effect on his cultivation, but it makes people relaxed and happy.

Sure enough, it's a famous mountain in the world. It's different. Ding Yi thought to himself that if you put it in the fantasy novels, this kind of cave is likely to be taken as the foundation of the school by some great school of Xuanmen.

At 7:30, Ding Yi Ran to the top of the mountain.

After contacting Chen Ruolan by telephone, he goes north along the Donghua temple and walks through a mixed forest, and finally finds Chen Ruolan.

Chen Ruolan is at the peak of Donghua mountain, where there is no road.

She may often come to practice boxing and squeeze out a way.

Then, while boxing, while stepping on the middle step out of a large open space.

In this way, she practiced boxing in it, surrounded by miscellaneous woods, and no one knew that there was another person in it.

When Ding Yi got inside, he saw Chen Ruolan wearing a training suit, whooshing, flying, skillful in boxing, and beating with a loud voice.

When she saw Ding Yi coming, she didn't stop. Instead, she began to talk and beat at the same time.

"When you play Xingyi boxing, you will feel small. When you are in front of the mountains and the sea, you will feel awed. When you fall from the peak, you will fall from the stone and the waves will stop the flying boat. This kind of amazing move between heaven and earth can be found in Xingyi boxing."

"It's in nature, it's in Xingyiquan - it's true."

"Wang Xizhi is a calligrapher. He said that there are both in nature and in calligraphy. We mortals can also understand the sage's insight."

"The most successful calligraphers in cursive writing are Zhang kuangsu and Zhang Xu. Zhang Xu's calligraphy is based on the sword dance of Guan Gongsun."

"So Xingyi boxing, like calligraphy, has no specific Kung Fu at the highest stage. It's all about talking about the world. According to the previous masters, Xingyi boxing is not taught by human beings, but by nature."

"You've stood at the school hospital. I don't know if you've ever stood at the top of the mountain."

"When a man is at a high place, he can look far away. If he stands high, he can see far away naturally, and his mood will be comfortable."

Ding Yi looks at her boxing and listens to her talking, but he doesn't understand.

At the end of hearing this, I suddenly felt a move in my heart. Facing the sun and the moon, I ascended the mountain and looked far away, and stood out with a horse step.

As he stood, he watched Chen Ruolan fight.

Looking at it, I feel that my eyes are more and more blurred.

In her eyes, Chen Ruolan doesn't seem to be a person. It's like a pen. The pen startles the dragon. Calligraphy is natural.

Her whole person seems to melt into the nature, the sky out of a pen, dancing in the mountains dragon.

I don't know how long this illusion lasted. Gradually, Ding Yijue's mind became more and more fresh. He faintly felt that there was a moonlight falling from the sky into his own zenith.

"Absorbing the essence of sun and moon?" Ding Yi suddenly thought of the description in ancient ghost painting and calligraphy.

At this time, Chen Ruolan seems to have stopped, Ding Yi is ready to stand up.

There was a voice in my ear: "don't move, you find the feeling, just keep it like this, think about yourself and nature."

"You are heaven and earth, and heaven and earth are you."

"The essence of sun and moon falls from the sky, washing your mind."

"Xingyi boxing means knowing the destiny of heaven and connecting the things between heaven and earth to yourself."

"My master told me that I haven't felt this way since I practiced for more than ten years. You actually understand that Ding Yi, if you want to have a good master, you will have unlimited achievements in Chinese culture."