Legend of Ling Tian

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Half a month is fast. Almost flashed by. The bodies of the thirty-six iron and blood guards can almost be seen to be thicker. Even Ling Jian, who had been running along with the crowd, had grown stronger from his thin body.

And Ling Jian's performance in these days also made all the iron and blood guards look at each other with admiration. With Ling Jian's original physique, not to mention eighty miles, even forty miles, that is very reluctant. On the first day of training, Ling Jian exhausted his energy and passed out before he could finish half of the run. An iron guard picked him up and threw him on his back, and ran for a while with him on his back. Unexpectedly, after Ling Jian woke up, he wanted to go down and run by himself, even kicking and biting. As a result, he passed out after running for a short time.

For half a month in a row, the iron and blood guards did not know how many times they had seen Ling Jian faint, but the boy's nerves were as if made of steel, he passed out silently, and then woke up, He continued to run in silence.

The thirty-six iron-blooded guards all had iron feet trained in battles and marches all year round. As long as their physical strength could keep up, there would be no problem with their feet at all. But Ling Jian was different. After all, he was only a 10-year-old child, and his skin was still very delicate. On the first day of running, there were dense blood blisters on his feet, some of which had been worn out and bloody. Even the iron blood guard who helped him deal with the blood bubble couldn't help his scalp tingling when he saw it. But this stubborn boy still appeared in the queue when he was running the next day, and then fainted again, grinding new blood bubbles, and then breaking them...

At the beginning, the iron and blood guards were quite dissatisfied with Ling Tian leaving this little child in the team, obviously it was a burden. But later, this contempt turned into sincere admiration from the bottom of my heart!

From the beginning to the end, Ling Jian either fainted or his feet were covered with blood, but he never snorted! Never cried once! Every time, they silently followed the footsteps of everyone without admitting defeat.

Later, such a strange situation appeared. Once some iron and blood guards were exhausted and wanted to be lazy, as long as they saw Ling Jian's thin figure, they immediately felt ashamed from the bottom of their hearts, which greatly improved everyone's morale. Training speed!

In the early morning, the sky was twilight. Ling Tian sat quietly at the stone desk in his own campus, resting his stomach on his hands, silently thinking about his thoughts.

The youngest of the thirty-six iron and blood guards was over twenty years old, and had already passed the best age for martial arts. It is undoubtedly a fantasy to let them practice internal skills. Ling Tian rummaged through for a long time before finding out from his memory a kind of external hard work similar to golden bell jars and iron cloth shirts. Prepare to pass it on to the iron and blood guards. Since you have to work hard with yourself for a long time in the future, it is impossible not to improve your strength.

Regarding the martial arts skills of the iron and blood guards, Ling Tian felt a headache. These guys basically have no routines at present, and they are all instincts learned from the battlefield. Ling Tian thought about it, if he only taught them the martial arts suitable for slashing and slashing on the battlefield, then if he fought alone in the arena, he would definitely suffer. If two sets of martial arts are taught at the same time, God knows what they will learn from the elm heads of these guys!

While he was thinking, there were soft footsteps behind him, and then a thick cloak was draped over his body. A gentle and delicate voice sounded with some trepidation: "My lord, be careful of catching a cold."

Ling Tian smiled gently, turned his head, and there was a pretty little girl in front of him, with small red lips, a straight Qiong nose, and big eyes like two deep lakes, bottomless and straight. You can see your own figure from it, without any impurities. It was early morning. Since the little girl was brought back home by Ling Tian, ​​her nutrition has gradually kept up, her little face has become rosy, and her body has become much stronger.

Ling Tian chuckled, couldn't help stretching out his hand to grab Chen Chen's bare little hand, and said, "Chen'er, why is it so early? Your body hasn't recovered yet, you should take a good rest."

Chen Chen lowered her eyes shyly, looking at the pair of palms that were holding her little hands, her voice was still restrained: "Chen'er, don't worry, Young Master is here alone, it's cold!"

Ling Tian gently brushed the messy hair on her forehead, and said softly, "I'm fine, I'm fine. You should go back quickly and sleep for a while, it's still early."

In fact, Ling Tian is now a year or two younger than Chen Chen, but for some reason, every time Ling Tian sees this poor little girl, he always has a feeling of wanting to comfort and love him as an elder.

Biting her red lips, Chen Chen seemed to have hesitated for a long time before she said timidly, "Young master, let Chen'er follow Ling Jian and the others to train in the future, okay?"

Ling Tian couldn't help being startled, and said, "Why do you think so?"

Chen'er lowered her head and murmured: "I know that you trained them so that they can contribute to you and do great things for you in the future. Chen'er also wants to help you. Please agree, you?"

Ling Tian chuckled and said, "Chen'er, practicing martial arts is very hard. I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it."

Chen'er stubbornly raised his head, his big beautiful eyes were full of determination: "Ling Jian and the others can bear it, Chen'er will definitely be able to. Chen'er is not afraid of hardships, as long as he can help the young master, Chen'er is willing." Do anything."

Ling Tian chuckled, pinched her little face, and said, "Okay, okay, I'll make an exception for my Chen'er, well, let me think about it, what kind of kung fu should I teach Chen'er good?"

Chen'er was overjoyed, looking up at his little face, and said: "Master, it's better to teach Chen'er the most powerful kung fu, Chen'er must defeat Ling Jian."

Ling Tian laughed for a while, and said: "Okay, I will make you stronger than Ling Jian. But, Chen'er, with me, Young Master, once you start, there is no turning back. I don't like people who give up halfway."

Chen Chen said firmly: "My lord, don't worry, Chen Er must work harder than Ling Jian."

Ling Tian chuckled for a while, but his mind quickly turned, what kung fu should be taught to Chen Chen? My Dragon Shocking Kungfu is not suitable for women to cultivate, it is definitely not good; as for the iron cloth shirt covered with gold bells... that is even more nonsense, how can a girl practice that kind of kung fu? Then, there is only one kind left that is suitable for women to cultivate, and that is the magic ice skill practiced by Ling Xueer in her previous life. Thinking of Ling Xue'er, Ling Tian was in a trance for a while, and then felt a throbbing pain.

After a while, Fang opened his mouth and said, "Chen'er, come here, and I'll touch your bones."

With a grunt of grace in the early morning, her small body moved closer to Ling Tian.

The so-called "touching the bones" is a necessary procedure before each school of ancient Chinese martial arts accepts apprentices, that is, to check whether a person's talent is suitable for practicing martial arts.

For example, some people's bodies are inherently incoordinated, and others can easily make movements, but he can't do them up to standard anyway. This is not something that can be compensated by hard work, but a matter of a person's talent.

Just like the current Chinese sports, gymnastics and other sports that require a relatively high degree of physical flexibility, most of the athletes who can win gold medals are basically athletes from the south, and it is rare for northerners to see gymnastics. The project is practiced to the top in the world. This is not to say that northerners do not work hard, nor does it mean that northerners are inferior to southerners. It's an inherent problem. It has a lot to do with the environment where a person grows up. The climate in the south is humid, while the air in the north is dry and harsh. Even if you can tell the difference from the appearance, the people from the north and the south are obvious. The physical coordination of southerners is generally stronger than that of northerners, and their skin is generally much more delicate than northerners; but the physical quality and physique of northerners are generally much stronger than southerners. Geography, climate, daily food, etc. determine all this. So some projects that require a lot of physical strength are basically the northerners who stand out.

Ling Tian's eyes were slightly closed, and his hands were walking on Chen Chen's body. The internal force contained in them followed the walking of his palms to detect the distribution of bones in every part of Chen Chen's body.

After some detection, Ling Tian was surprised. This little girl's talent is far higher than what I expected, not even inferior to Ling Jian. If Ling Tian carefully trains her, she will become a terrifying existence again in the near future.

Thinking about these things in his heart, Ling Tian couldn't help being a little distracted, and he didn't even hear the footsteps coming to the gate of the courtyard.

"Ah—" A high-pitched scream sounded without warning at the gate of the courtyard! The voice is full of surprise and disbelief!

Ling Tian was taken aback, and hurriedly looked back, only to see a few people standing at the gate of the small courtyard.

Ling Xiao and his wife, Ling Kong and his son, beside Ling Tian's concubine and aunt Ling Ran, were covering their red lips with one hand, looking at him in surprise. The expressions on the faces of several people were exactly the same, they all opened their mouths wide and looked at the two of them in a daze.

At this moment, the actions between Ling Tian and Chen Chen seemed extremely ambiguous to outsiders. Ling Tian held Chen Chen tightly in his arms, and walked up and down his body with his hands, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was intoxicated. And Chenchen, with a blushing face, leaned tightly into Ling Tian's arms...

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