After rebirth, I picked up my mortal enemy as my apprentice Chapter 057

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The sky is blue and white, and it is clear. Various flowers and green plants are placed around the courtyard. Whenever the breeze blows, the fragrance of flowers always fills the air.

“Ninety-seven, ninety-eight, ninety-nine…” In the center of the courtyard, the boy was swinging a long sword, sweat oozing from his forehead, and his back was tightly stuck to his soaked clothes.

“One hundred!” As the boy shouted the hundredth number, he put down his sword, let out a long sigh, and collapsed to the ground in a mess. He felt weak all over, as if he had just gone through a battle.

A woman in a white robe with long flowing hair nodded slightly.

“Xiao Fan, it’s enough, go and have a rest.”

“No, Master, I can still continue training.” The boy sat on the ground for a while, then stood up again tremblingly, looking at her with firm eyes.

But his ambition was not recognized by his master. Ke Jiu poked his forehead and said lightly: “Why are you trying to show off to me?”

“When you first start practicing, you must be careful not to be impatient. The spirit sword I gave you and the postures I asked you to practice are the ones that carry the most weight and consume the most energy.”

“For a general sixth-level Qi training practitioner, being able to swing the Black Iron Sword thirty times in the state of heavy Qi training is already the limit.”

“When I first set the goal for you to do 100 Forehand Chop, I didn’t ask you to do it all at once.”

“Master, I…”

“Shut up, don’t talk.” Ke Jiu glanced at him, “Steady your breathing.”

Hearing this, the boy immediately closed his mouth and began to regulate his disordered internal breath according to the breathing method she had taught him.

“Close your eyes, put away your emotions, calm your mind, and relax your body.”

Ji Fan did as he was told. He closed his eyelids, and his restlessly beating heart gradually calmed down. After his body relaxed, the shackles of fatigue suddenly popped out from somewhere and wrapped around his limbs and ankles.

The boy suddenly felt his hands and feet become extremely heavy, as if he was wearing thousand-pound shackles.

He opened his eyes, only to feel the world spinning before his eyes. He staggered a few times and fell backwards.

——Plop, he fell into a familiar arms, as if he was leaning against something warm and soft, and a fragrance like flowers and tea with a cool coolness wafted into his nose.

“Master…” The boy’s face was emitting rising heat.

Ke Jiu held his body with one hand, his eyes focused and his tone serious: “Xiao Fan, have you noticed? When you finish the load training and stop, you will suddenly feel your body extremely heavy, as if you can’t move.”

“But why did I rarely feel this way during training before?”

“Because sometimes your perception can deceive your body. The fatigue is not gone, and the blood and qi are not without congestion. It’s just that you are blinded by your impulsive perception.”

“But just because you can’t sense it doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist. Cultivation also requires the ‘Tao’. It’s not something you can just practice blindly with your will.”

“Generally speaking, practitioners who have just started practicing Qigong focus on training the body, and training the body involves three trainings and four nourishments, which means three days of training the body and four days of nourishing the body. Nourishing the body is more important than training the body.”

“I guess the teacher who read to you before, when talking about the protagonists in the fairy tales, always said that they practiced diligently and broke the twelve hours of the day into twenty-four hours to practice.”

“No matter how bruised and battered you are, no matter how exhausted and painful the training is, you are still practicing. Or they will tell you that when you are practicing the hardest, that is when you are closest to a successful breakthrough. Just keep persisting.”

“Xiao Fan, this idea is absurd. Too much is as bad as too little. The body has its limits. If you force yourself to exercise beyond this limit, you will only hurt yourself.”

Master, how come she can talk so much all of a sudden? Normally when she instructs me…she mostly uses actions instead of words.

Although her body temperature was not high because of several layers of clothes, the boy felt that the temperature spreading from her body was too obvious.

His head felt dizzy and seemed to be continuing to heat up.

“Xiao Fan, are you listening to me?”

Seeing that the boy was leaning against her with his back and looked like he was about to collapse, Ke Jiu quickly supported his shoulders and turned him around.

The boy’s cheeks were like the afterglow of the setting sun, with heat radiating from his ears to his neck.

“Is this a fever?” Ke Jiu’s eyes were full of doubt under his long eyelashes. “There is no reason. Even practitioners in the Qi training stage rarely get these minor illnesses.”

The lines on her forehead were gentle and even. She pressed her jade-like forehead against Ji Fan’s, trying to feel the warmth of his body.

The boy felt dizzy and suddenly he was facing his master’s beautiful face. Her forehead was touching his own.

Her soft and smooth hair fell on his shoulders, and the breath she exhaled would occasionally brush against his face.

The master is feeling my body temperature… She is looking at me carefully from a very close distance. I can breathe her scent and I can see me in her eyes…

I think…she will look at me like this in the future.

A strange emotion broke out from the boy and quietly climbed up the wall of his heart.

“It’s strange… I don’t have a fever, but why is my temperature so high?”

Ke Jiu looked at Ji Fan’s face which was getting redder and redder and felt very strange.

“Your breathing rhythm is disordered, rapid and confused, and your Qi is restless.”

“A bit abnormal? What are you thinking about?”

Master…you’re too close.

His mouth moved, but no sound came out.

“What are you going to say?”

She placed her palm on his chest and could feel the beating of the boy’s little heart becoming louder and louder.

His eyes were wandering, and his thoughts were like a sailboat that had hit a reef and was quietly stranded somewhere.

“I…it’s nothing.” The boy subconsciously took two steps back. His head felt dizzy, filled with messy thoughts about her.

It seemed that if she got any closer, her head would sink.

“Are you hungry?”

Ji Fan was about to shake his head.

——Gurgle, my stomach made an inopportune sound of protest.

Ke Jiu chuckled and shook his head: “Go take a shower first, I’ll ask the boss lady to prepare food for you.”

“Thank you, Master.” When he spoke, for some reason, he always felt his throat a little dry.

As she stood up and left, the boy felt… his restless heart, throbbing blood vessels, and chaotic thoughts began to slowly calm down.

Why, what’s wrong with me? Why does my heart tremble when the master is near me?

The boy didn’t think much about it. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, went to the courtyard to get a few buckets of cold water, returned to the inn, found a cubicle, and was about to take a shower.

Ke Jiu’s voice suddenly came from outside.

“Oh, Xiaofan, there’s one more thing I forgot to tell you.”