Junior sister, she reached the pinnacle of life by picking up rags

"Hehehe...Uncle Master."

Seeing Zhou Zhengyuan holding a wooden stick, which looked thicker than her calf, Yan Yun silently gave an awkward but polite smile.

"Which peak are you from? What are you doing here so late at night?"

He was obviously in a bad mood after waking up, and he frowned and clenched the wooden stick in his hand.

Why is it a little girl? If it was a brat, he could just do it!

"Uncle Master, I am Yan Yun."

After she reminded him, Zhou Zhengyuan could barely hear it from her voice.

Looking at the mess on the ground where even the garbage was not garbage, he took a step forward and wanted to check.

Yan Yun glanced at the wooden stick in his hand and took a step back vigilantly.

"What are you doing? Why is it so messy?"

Zhou Zhengyuan looked at the smashed things and fell into deep thought.

“Pick up the trash.”

She couldn't help but take a look at the wooden stick dangling in his hand. It was really terrifying.

"Pick up the garbage?! If you don't know, you'd think you were blowing up my garbage dump!"

Zhou Zhengyuan was shocked and he didn't believe it.

"Uncle Master, I'm sorry. I want to practice using my spiritual power to control these things, but I'm so bad at it that I can't control them."

Yan Yun felt that this uncle-master was easy to talk to, so she told him the truth, hoping that he could give her some advice.

"Try and show me."

Zhou Zhengyuan wanted to just brush it off, but when he saw the sincerity in her eyes, he changed his mind.

He hadn't taught anyone for a long time. Thinking back to the past... Alas! The past was too painful to recall.

Then he pointed to a broken magic sword next to him and asked her to show him.

Yan Yun nodded.

She calmed down, and the spiritual power flowed out from her dantian and gathered at her fingertips, but before she could direct the spiritual power there, Zhou Zhengyuan stopped her.

"You are fundamentally wrong. It's a thankless task."

He changed from his usual lazy and decadent self, his face became serious, and even his voice changed a lot.

"Please give me some pointers, uncle."

She didn't understand what he meant, so she withdrew her spiritual power, bowed to him, and her eyes were as bright as the sun.

"Did you start to divert the spiritual energy when you directed it to the brachial plexus meridians?"

Zhou Zhengyuan knew that she really wanted to learn, so he patiently gave her guidance.

"Try it. If you start diverting the energy from the Dantian, it will be much better."

His words were like enlightenment to Yan Yun, instantly waking her up.

She always started to divert her spiritual power at the very end, but either a lot would leak out, or very little would be lost.

Yan Yun tried the method he said, and carefully drew out only a small amount of spiritual power from his dantian that could pull up the magic sword.

This process was very delicate. By the time she had completely drawn it out, several minutes had passed. But to her delight, she was able to hold the magic sword firmly.

"Yes, now you put it over there."

Zhou Zhengyuan gave her a thumbs up and watched as Yan Yun was about to put the magic sword in the place he designated, but it fell down with a clang.

He swallowed the compliment that was about to come out of his mouth and continued to instruct, "Your endurance is not enough. You should pay more attention to practicing this aspect on a daily basis."

endurance?

Seeing the confusion on her face, he said, "For example, it's like the time you can squat will increase as you practice. The same is true for endurance."

He stretched out his thumb and index finger, pinching them together, leaving only an almost invisible gap, "You only have so much endurance to use your spiritual power now."

Yan Yun touched his head embarrassedly and wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Okay, Uncle Master."

"So, uncle, how do I train my endurance?"

She naturally realized that Zhou Zhengyuan put a lot of effort into teaching her, so she quickly asked.

"It's easy. Just take the most expensive item. Come on, give me that dog over there."

He taught her with great interest, pointed at Chuntian who was having a lot of fun over there, and was about to demonstrate to her as he spoke.

"Spring, come here."

Chuntian, who was tearing a piece of rag, moved his ears slightly. When he heard Yanyun calling him, he ran over happily.

Just as it was about to rub Yan Yun's leg, Zhou Zhengyuan used his spiritual power to hang it in mid-air.

The puppy looked at Yan Yun in confusion and bewilderment.

"That's it. You, take your most expensive thing and hang it up like I did... and when it can't hold up anymore, slowly put it down. If it falls accidentally, it's not my fault."

Zhou Zhengyuan explained, and although his words were rough, his logic was sound.

He put the puppy down with a smile and looked at Chuntian limping, "This monster has bad legs."

Yan Yun waved her hand to drive away Chun Tian, ​​who was covered in mud and wanted to rub her legs, and looked up at Zhou Zhengyuan, "Then do you think it is possible for it to recover like this?"

Spring was driven away by her, snorting, and ran away to play wild somewhere else.

"If I get the chance to reshape my body in the future, it's not impossible."

Zhou Zhengyuan stroked the stubble on his chin and glanced at Yan Yun, whose eyes lit up. "But opportunities are hard to find for humans, let alone a monster like you. It's hard."

She nodded and said gratefully: "Uncle Master, thank you for teaching me so much today."

"Haha, you're welcome. Oh, that's not right. Isn't your master Yu Feng? Didn't he teach you?"

Zhou Zhengyuan waved his hand indifferently, then remembered this matter again and frowned.

With Yu Feng, this old bastard, as your master, do you still need him to teach you?

"It's a bit complicated, but I'm no longer his disciple."

She laughed to express her helplessness.

Zhou Zhengyuan seemed to be thinking about something and thought, forget it, it’s none of his business after all.

"Practice on your own. If you wake me up again, I won't be polite."

He turned around and walked a few meters, then looked back worriedly to warn.

Yan Yun nodded frantically.

There is indeed a huge difference between having someone teaching and having no one teaching. If she hadn't asked today, she would have definitely fallen flat on her face.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but give herself a thumbs up for her wisdom.

In order not to disturb Zhou Zhengyuan's rest, Yan Yun ran to the farthest place to practice. She was still afraid of being beaten.

At the beginning, she kept falling, and her heart was in her throat every time she fell, for fear of waking Zhou Zhengyuan.

It was not until midnight that she was able to completely throw the things to the place she wanted. Although the process was still bumpy, she was already very happy.

She kept repeating the same action until she had used up all her spiritual energy.

Yan Yun stretched her muscles and took a rest. Then she was overwhelmed by fatigue and her eyelids began to droop.

She yawned and decided to find a place to take a nap before continuing.

Yan Yun looked around for a clean place, and finally his eyes fixed on a tree not far away.

She caught Spring back into the bag. It wanted to play again, but she covered its eyes and forced it to shut down.

She leaned against the tree trunk and relaxed.

The moonlight shines through the layers of leaves, gentle and comfortable.

Time passed slowly like water. As the sun rose in the east, the moon gradually disappeared, and the horizon was filled with orange and golden light.

Yan Yun originally wanted to take a nap, but because he was too tired, when he woke up, it was already dawn.

When she opened her eyes dazedly, she was almost frightened by the scene in front of her.

Why are there so many people watching her sleeping?