Farming, Learning Martial Arts, and Peace In the World Chapter 21

The second grade of thin field: two acres.

Fertilizer bank: one bag

Benling Roots (1): Laurel (…)

External Spiritual Root (0): None

Spirit Crops:…

Laurel's information, you need to expand the three small points "..." to see the details: ""Mad Cow Strong Boxing" is complete, "Twelve Ways" is completed, and "Yu Sword" condenses 67%..."

The same is true of spiritual crops.

After expanding "...", a list of all vegetables and fruits grown in the greenhouse will appear.

Overall nothing has changed.

There is only one more bag of fertilizer in the fertilizer bank.

"Do you only give me a bag of fertilizer with a spirit beast to fertilize the field?" Chi Qiaosong was a little dissatisfied, and the lord of the town, who had been hunting hard, took it out and sold it, not to mention tens of thousands, at least 7,000 or 8,000 yuan. .

As a result, the fertile fields harvest a bag of fertilizer.

Earnings are a bit low.

Just relying on the thin field itself, it can condense a bag of fertilizer a month—when the thin field is the first grade, a bag of fertilizer is condensed a month; when the thin field is second, it still condenses a bag of fertilizer a month, and it does not increase due to the expansion of the field.

On second thought.

As long as one spirit beast is hunted, the fertile field will get a bag of fertilizer, which is also a good deal.

After all, to practice advanced martial arts in the future, maybe one martial arts would require several or even dozens of packets of fertilizer. At that time, it was simply not enough to condense one packet per month.

Fertilizers must be accumulated in large quantities.

"But this bag can't be saved, so I'll use it." Chi Qiaosong decided to use it.

A ray of light fell on the laurel tree, and the green and astringent fruits that had grown quickly turned black and emitted an attractive fragrance.

Put it in your mouth and it melts in your mouth.

As before, there is no taste.

next moment.

The various changes in "Yu Jian" kept flashing in Chi Qiaosong's mind. He couldn't help but pick up the wooden sword, jumped out of the greenhouse area, and danced the sword under the big tree outside the fence.

One move at a time.

One-on-one.

Very slow at first, one sword move takes a long time to complete.

Then it gradually accelerated, and when it reached the fastest speed, the sword move could bring out bursts of afterimages.

The T-shirt and elastic trousers did not affect his temperament in the slightest, just like when Xu Jingyang danced the sword, he fluttered like an immortal exiled from the sky.

The shoes are liberated under the feet, rhythmically stepping on different directions, driving the whole body to rotate, and echoing the special rhythm with the sword in the hand.

that moment.

Something in the body seemed to move.

Just immersed in the state brought about by the fruits of martial arts, Chi Qiaosong did not realize this. He followed the inspiration in his heart and practiced "Yu Sword" with a combination of speed and slowness.

I don't know how long has passed.

He was freed from the special state, opened his eyes, and found that the wooden sword in his hand had turned into powder, and only half of the hilt was still in his hand.

"Comfortable!"

The completion of "Yu Jian" did not transform his body vigorously, but he could feel that the subtle parts of his body had been repaired once.

Joint sensitivity, limb coordination, have different degrees of increase.

If relying on the success of "Mad Cow Strong Boxing" and "Twelve Ways of Playing Legs" brought him the "hardness" of the body, then this time the success of "Yu Jian" brought him the "softness" of the body.

Just soft.

Hard and soft.

"The third class in the Lux Realm, there is no such person like me!" Chi Qiaosong's mouth turned up, and he was extremely satisfied with his state at the moment.

Entry-level cross-training kung fu can only make people stop at the third rank in the wrestling realm.

As for the infinite stack, whether it can rush to the third rank in the Lux Realm, this is hard to say. At least at this moment, Chi Qiaosong feels that his strength has not changed qualitatively.

"Big brother!"

Two childish voices pulled Chi Qashisong back to reality.

It was Chi Qiaowu and Wen Moshan who came together after breakfast: "Brother, what are you going to do today?"

"You don't have any work to do today, so just warm up and practice your fists and feet." Chi Qiaosong raised his face and sent the two of them to stand and practice boxing. For these two younger brothers, he put out his mind for training.

It's really bad qualifications, not even as good as his predecessor.

It can be seen that the blood of the old Chi family does not fit the martial arts, that is, he can continue to climb by relying on his golden fingers.

"I still need to practice fists and feet, brother, can you teach us...sucking...a few tricks to kill the enemy?" Chi Qiaowu opened his eyes and sucked back his snot.

It's a shame for such a big child to have a runny nose.

Think about it.

Chi Qiaosong said: "You stand on a pile to practice boxing first, and I will cut a few wooden swords. Later, my elder brother will teach you "Yu Jian" and use "Yu Jian" to lay the foundation for you."

"Crazy Cow Strong Boxing" is too strong, and the physical fitness is not good, it is really difficult to practice.

On the contrary, "Yu Sword" is relatively mild. As Xu Jingyang said, this swordsmanship is suitable for self-cultivation.

"Yes, yes!"

The two little kids were overjoyed.

Sword training is definitely more handsome than boxing.

Two branches of the bitter peach tree on the mountain were cut off.

It seems that he has a special liking for the peach wood sword. The bitter peach tree is ugly, and the hanging fruit is not ripe, and it is green and stiff when eaten.

Crack it down.

Three peach wood swords were made and distributed to each of the two children. Chi Qiaosong began to teach seriously.

Teaching is also a summary of himself. Dacheng's "Yu Jian" stuffed him with too much content, and it was difficult to digest it all at once. After a few simple swords were recruited into the church, he let Chi Qiaowu and Wen Moshan practice slowly.

He found a big rock for his subordinates, sat cross-legged, and began to sort out the knowledge of "Yu Jian".

The morning sun has been drying people since eight o'clock. Now it is nine o'clock. Sitting in the shade of a tree will be sultry, and the sweat on your face will flow down unconsciously.

"I remember when I was practicing my sword just now, there seemed to be some other movement~www.mtlnovel.com~ What is it?"

He thought of something he hadn't noticed just now.

Closing my eyes and pondering carefully, suddenly, a flash of light flashed in my mind: "It's a sense of breath!"

In that state just now, he clearly felt the sense of qi, a mysterious and mysterious reaction, which seemed to occur simultaneously physically and mentally.

The peach wood sword was placed across his legs.

He no longer thought about the issue of "Yu Jian", and instead recited "Zixia Qingchen" silently. In order to cultivate the content, he has already memorized the scriptures of this internal power.

"...The sky and the earth are clear, everything is covered with dust... Those who climb high must watch the sunrise, the rays of light are splendid, illuminating the whole world... 噫嗱, the dust is quiet!"

Read a passage of scriptures silently.

The Qi machine did not appear, and Chi Qiaosong was not in a hurry, and continued to recite it a second time. At the same time, the Daoyin technique taught by Teacher Liu Chun is constantly running, trying to warm up the inner qi.

Two times, three times.

When the scriptures were recited for the fourth time, the Daoyin technique that had been unsuccessful several times finally had a slight change.

That is the body under the action of Daoyin, from the internal organs, or from the limbs and bones, I can't tell where, there is a tingling feeling.

Then, as if there was a trace of gas, it was pulled out and deposited in the nameless place of the body.

"Qi!"

Chi Qiaosong raised his brows on his closed eyes.

He finally felt the existence of Qi, pulled away from the nameless part of his body, and roamed around the nameless part of his body. With the help of Daoyin, he could make it work.

It's just looming, but not yet fully realized.

This is breath.

After a while.

Waiting for the sense of qi to stabilize in his body, he suddenly opened his eyes and laughed silently: "Double happiness is coming, "Purple Xia Qingchen" actually has a sense of anger!"

Chapter end

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