Jingle bell bell~

When Sun Xiaoman is free, she always likes to raise her hand and gently shake the hammer on her wrist.

The sound was very clear and crisp, as if her father was holding up her little hand and striking her childhood while shaking.

She was lying on the only remaining mountain peak in Sanshan City, lying on the top of the mountain. She crossed her legs, put one hand on the back of her head, raised the other hand high, facing the sky, and shook it from time to time.

She also squinted her eyes to look at the skylight.

When the city is bustling, with her on the mountain, it will be more lively.

With her current strength, Dou Yuemei followed up the mountain quietly, and of course she couldn't hide it from her senses.

But she didn't speak, waiting for her stubborn mother.

There is probably a mountain in everyone's heart that cannot be pushed down. The farther she goes, the more she understands what is trapping her mother.

"Put your legs down!" Dou Yuemei climbed up the hill and had a fit: "What do girls look like!"

Sun Xiaoman curled his lips, spun his bare feet in the air, bounced up lightly, and changed his posture to sit cross-legged.

Dou Yuemei sat down next to her, and her verbal attack hadn't stopped yet, and she even started: "Look what you're wearing? You're wearing a skirt at least! Tiantian wears a short coat on top, and the trousers on the bottom are cut off at the knees. How can it look like that?"

Like a girl?"

"What is a girl like?" Sun Xiaoman smiled unsteadily: "She must have long hair shawl, long skirt, embroidered shoes, jade pendant, gentle and virtuous, and make soup with bare hands?"

"Making soup...it's not necessary." Dou Yuemei is not very good at cooking, so naturally she doesn't agree with this. "Anyway, why don't you clean yourself up a little? You are a grown up girl. You should know how to love beauty. You still look like this all day long.

A little kid.”

Sun Xiaoman shook his head: "I've been like this since I was a child, and you can't stand it now?"

"A girl's changes change every year." Dou Yuemei looked at her daughter: "You seem to have settled down."

Sun Xiaoman shook his head and said: "It can't be changed, it can't be changed."

Dou Yuemei's eyebrows stood up: "Why can't you change?"

"I am too good, and I have cultivated the 21st level of martial arts too early. I have developed divinity with my energy and blood, and I am already young and immortal - I can't grow taller." Sun Xiaoman lowered his head and glanced down, laughing: "I can't grow either.

big."

Dou Yuemei didn't believe it: "With the martial artist's control over the body, isn't it easy to grow taller?"

"It is not difficult to change the flesh and bones, but it is not the original shape, which affects the battle." Sun Xiaoman raised her fist that did not look very intimidating and said with a sense of conviction: "As a martial artist, my fist is the only one.

truth!"

"Thousand-Sword Killer, what did Wang Ao teach you?" Dou Yue raised her eyebrows and lamented: "One of you is fat and the other is small, but I can't inherit the beauty of my mother... What a pity in the world!"

"Maybe losing weight with a smile can help -" Sun Xiaoman casually added: "Where is the smile?"

Mentioning Sun Xiaoyan, Dou Yuemei was even more troubled: "He is making inventions at home. He wants to invent a Taoist technique that focuses on eating. The more he eats, the fatter he will grow and the stronger he will be."

Sun Xiaoman gave a thumbs up: "You are ambitious."

Dou Yuemei grabbed her thumb, pressed it down, and asked with a smile: "Xiaoman, have you made any friends now?"

"Of course!" Sun Xiaoman said carelessly: "We are all brothers in the world, many friends have many paths. Whoever you want to beat later, I just say hello!"

Dou Yuemei leaned closer and lowered her voice: "I'm asking, my better friend."

"They are all better!" Sun Xiaoman said cheerfully.

"You damn girl, pretend to be stupid for me." Dou Yuemei poked her with her finger.

Sun Xiaoman did not move, but turned around to hide.

Dou Yuemei continued to poke.

In the end, the fingers poked out phantoms, and they were all dodged one by one.

Sun Xiaoman hid very easily and said with a smile: "Why do you suddenly ask these questions?"

Dou Yuemei stopped her hands angrily: "Isn't this what people who are celebrating the New Year are asking about?"

"You are an extraordinary monk." Sun Xiaoman said, "You have to be free from vulgarity!"

Dou Yuemei said: "I don't live in the mountains, I live in the city. Every house hangs lanterns and peach charms. Firecrackers go off every morning."

"Huh." Sun Xiaoman blew a breath, and the breath rushed up to the sky, turned into a white rainbow, and bloomed like a rain of fireworks: "It's the New Year again."

In the past, she would come to the foot of Zhubi Peak every Chinese New Year and not do anything, just wander around twice. This year, she went to the top of the mountain. She walked around that stone tablet...that stone tablet, but she didn't get close.

Yuheng Peak fell down and Feilai Peak flew away, but they are all still okay. As long as the Vertical Bib Peak is still there, it's okay.

Only the vertical pen peak can never be moved away by anyone.

She left her fist mark on the mountain.

Time flies, and although she has not grown very tall, she has become a person with a strong fist.

Dou Yuemei suddenly said: "Actually, the little fat boy is not making any inventions. The little fat boy is crying in bed."

Sun Xiaoman originally wanted to laugh, but it was useless, but instead of laughing, he just wrinkled his nose.

Dou Yuemei looked calm and her tone was brisk: "I heard you mention Jiang Wang last time, how is your relationship now?"

"It's pretty good. We don't keep in touch with each other usually, but when we meet, we just have a drink." Sun Xiaoman said, "We are all buddies!"

Dou Yuemei hummed softly and wrinkled her nose: "Your bastard father, me, and your master were all buddies from the beginning."

Sun Xiaoman immediately said: "Then you and my master can get along!"

"No big or small." Dou Yuemei hit her lightly: "Your father is listening nearby. He drinks vinegar like water. Be careful to crawl out and beat you."

"No way, he loves me the most." Sun Xiaoman shook the bracelet, paused for a while, and then said: "My dad definitely wants you to be happy."

Dou Yuemei smiled and said, "When have you ever been unhappy to see me? The happiness between your father and I is enough for me to remember for the rest of my life."

"Ouch." Sun Xiaoman rubbed his face: "My teeth sound sore."

Dou Yuemei said again: "Mom, let me tell you something serious - if you want to find a Taoist partner in the future, remember to find someone whose cultivation talent matches yours. After all, you have to ask for it yourself in the end, and many people can only look on.

It’s not a pleasant feeling to watch a Taoist couple grow old. I’ve only been a widow for a few years, and I have more gray hair and wrinkles... Fortunately, life is not long, only a few decades.”

Sun Xiaoman looked at his mother distressedly.

Dou Yuemei stopped talking as a parent: "What kind of look are you looking at? I don't like it, take it back."

Sun Xiaoman instantly shed his tears, his eyes sparkling: "Old Dou, you are not old at all, you are still very beautiful!"

"You kid." Dou Yuemei hit her again: "You can't be too serious when you're out, you know? It's easy to be deceived!"

"Mom." Sun Xiaoman looked at her: "My father's cultivation talent is probably not as good as yours, right? How come what you found yourself is different from what you taught me?"

Dou Yuemei raised her hand and said again: "This is called experience and lessons! Do you understand?"

Sun Xiaoman was beaten frequently, but he just turned his head and looked outside the mountain: "That's not what my master said."

"What did your master say?" Dou Yuemei asked.

Sun Xiaoman said: "My master said that he once asked you - if it is destined not to last forever, does 'beginning' have any meaning?"

"How did I answer?" Dou Yuemei hugged her knees with her hands and put her face on her knees.

Sun Xiaoman said: "You said - having the honor to travel together is more important than eternity."

Dou Yuemei curled up the corners of her mouth and smiled.

That smile is really beautiful.

…

…

In today's world, there are a total of five people who are known as the top three in martial arts in the world. They are all stuck in the realm of the twenty-sixth level of martial arts. If they go further, they will be able to reach the peak, officially become martial arts, and open up a new world.

Except for Wang Ao, who is almost undisputed as the number one, the remaining four are hard to distinguish.

They are Wu Xun, the general of the Wei State, Cao Yuxian, the commander-in-chief of the right guard army of the Jing State, Sun Ji Jinglu, the king of the Jin Dynasty of the Jing State, and Shu Weijun, a real person of the Mohist family.

Among them, Wu Xun's strength may be recognized by more people. In addition, he promoted martial arts in Wei State and trained military soldiers. He is a banner figure. His contribution to martial arts is indeed closely behind Wang Ao.

Cao Yu was honored as one of the commanders of the Thirteenth Army of the Jing Kingdom. He was the dominant prince in the country, but he was a very low-key person. He usually kept a low profile and practiced boxing behind closed doors. The entire Shesheng Mansion was also one of the princes of the Jing Kingdom.

A place with little presence in the environment.

Even in the previous war of westward expansion, Cao Yuxian personally took command and attacked the high country very quietly, as if he was afraid of disturbing someone or accidentally crushing something.

In Huang Fu's words, his military style was "like a thief coming in".

Huang Fu not only said this in words, but also wrote it in official documents - "I see Cao Yu's military rank as a gentleman in Liang Dynasty."

But when it comes to personal force, when it comes to fighting generals in front of the battle, or putting strong men against each other, Cao Yuxian's style is very fierce. His self-created Thirty-Six Ways of Shattering Jade Fist has been blasted all over the northern border, and he is known as "just for

Broken jade".

This is also one of the highest boxing classics in martial arts in today's era.

Among all the martial arts masters, Jin Wang Sun Ji Jinglu is the most special one.

Several other martial arts masters, like Wang Ao, had a poor family environment and not many choices when they were young. Or they had strict upbringing from a young age and ran the family like an army. They grew up under whips, like Cao Yu. In short, they have been honed since childhood.
To be continued...