It's cold in early winter.

The weeds on the road are frost.

Li Qingxuan walked outside the yard of Manager Zhao and found smoke rising from inside, so he knocked on the gate of the yard.

moment.

Manager Zhao hunched his back and slowly opened the yard gate.

"Good morning, Master."

Li Qingxuan greeted respectfully.

"Um."

Manager Zhao nodded and greeted him in.

"Have you eaten?"

Li Qingxuan followed him and whispered: "Not yet, I thought I would learn something from my master today. I was so excited that I forgot to eat."

"It just so happens that I won't take it anymore. I've made medicinal food for you."

Li Qingxuan followed Manager Zhao, walked through more than a dozen fences and came to the backyard kitchen.

"You sit here first."

Manager Zhao pointed to the tables and chairs in the yard and walked into the kitchen.

moment.

He brought up a large jar of black and mud-like things and put them in front of Li Qingxuan: "Eat!"

Li Qingxuan looked at the nausea, sticky and scented in front of him, and felt the throat squirming, almost feeling nauseated.

But as Manager Zhao stared at him, he had to bite the bullet and grab the wooden spoon in the can, spoon up and put it into his mouth.

"Um?"

What surprised him was that this medicinal food looked nauseous and nauseous, but the taste was not bad, smooth and sweet, and had a meaty smell. Instead, the medicinal food tasted less, which was only possible for him to taste.

After a few spoonfuls of medicinal food, a warm current overflowed from his stomach, making his whole body hot and hot. Even his slightly blocked nose was instantly penetrated, and something sticky flowed out from it.

Li Qingxuan wiped it and found that he had a nosebleed.

“Master…”

He immediately showed panic and looked at Director Zhao at a loss.

But Manager Zhao laughed: "This medicinal food is made of more than 30 precious medicinal materials, and I also added the guinea fowl I secretly raised. It is the most nourishing source. You are not replenished."

"So precious... Master, you can eat it too."

Li Qingxuan took the opportunity to push the clay pot to Manager Zhao.

Manager Zhao waved his hand: "I am old and can't eat these things. Don't be afraid. Keep eating. I will teach you how to digest them after eating!"

Seeing this, Li Qingxuan had to bite the bullet and continue taking medicinal food while bleeding from his nose.

When his stomach was bloated, Manager Zhao asked him to stop.

"come over."

Manager Zhao suddenly stretched out his palm like a branch of a pine tree, holding Li Qingxuan's shoulder, lifting him up like a chicken, living up to his slow appearance before, "The martial arts I teach you have very high basic requirements. You must first cultivate "Boy Care for Boys" to nourish your body and blood to support the consumption of martial arts."

While speaking, he had already brought Li Qingxuan, who was hot all over his body, into a gloomy and dark room.

Before Li Qingxuan could see the environment inside the house clearly, Manager Zhao pulled up a wooden board and grabbed his palm and flipped it.

Li Qingxuan fell into a hard object as if he was swallowing clouds and fog.

He shook his head and found himself appearing inside a sealed stone chamber.

The stone chamber is about three meters long, two meters wide, two meters high, and very narrow. The walls are inlaid with seven or eight bright beads, which are shining with cold light, illuminating the stone chamber.

Manager Zhao jumped in and saw Li Qingxuan's eyes attracted by the beads, and he smiled slightly on his face: "This is called fluorescent stone. If you practice hard, I will reward you a few in the future."

"Thank you, Master."

Seeing that there was no danger at the moment, Li Qingxuan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Well, I'm starting to teach you "Boy Care for Boys". Remember, the Dharma should not be passed on lightly. If you reveal it truthfully and privately, it will become like this."

Manager Zhao suddenly grabbed the wall with thin palms and actually grabbed a large piece of stone, which was extremely terrifying.

The palms of a human hand are actually harder than stones!

This old guy is indeed terrifying.

Li Qingxuan was sweating in his eyes and nodded quickly.

Manager Zhao saw that Li Qingxuan was scared, so he calmed down his tone and began to teach him how to practice.

The practice of "Boy Health and Wellness" is completely different from what Li Qingxuan expected. It is just some strange movements, some like his yoga in his previous life, but it is more complicated and perverted. His veins jumped up in pain, and a lot of sweat flowed out.

By the time he finished his practice, he was exhausted, and the warm current that was originally restless in his body also returned to peace.

"Okay, after lunch, you go and do chores with those old apprentices."

Manager Zhao once again carried the soft Li Qingxuan, jumped out of the stone chamber, and massaged him, and then let Li Qingxuan, who was still trembling while walking, leave.

In this way, time passes, and days pass by day.

There are nine movements in "Boy Care for Boys". Apart from being too painful and difficult during practice, there is no so-called level division, nor does it make him become a master who can fly over the eaves and walls.

Li Qingxuan took advantage of the dream space and took only one month to master the most efficient method of practicing, but did not find any abnormalities in the exercises.

This is just a method to nourish qi and blood and enhance human heritage.

As he practiced, although he could not fly over the eaves and walls, his body was much stronger and his size increased a lot in a short period of time. He looked like an eleven or twelve-year-old child.

According to Manager Zhao, when he can learn real martial arts from him without fear of the cold.

In addition, the other party only taught him to read, so as not to doubt other apprentices, but he kept silent about pharmacological knowledge and medicine, and did not care about Li Qingxuan's activities other than the morning.

After two months of personal teaching, Li Qingxuan took medicinal food, which became once every three days. In addition to going there every three days, he no longer asked him to go there in the morning and let him practice by himself, and he was easy to understand on weekdays.

Seeing this, Li Qingxuan became bolder. Through Lao Wang who had been here for more than 20 years, he spent money to find an ordinary guard here, learned a set of shallow sword techniques, and bought a small short sword.

It is not a taboo on people on weekdays.

After working hard in the evening, he would play in the open space after dinner, which attracted several other smaller apprentices to watch and laugh at his poor swordsmanship. After playing for two days, he pretended to be out of patience with swordsmanship, which attracted other apprentices to laugh at him.

At night, he practiced in the dream space with his little sword.

Others have little strength, and even with the sharpness of the sword, it is difficult to pose too much threat to others, so he only practices one move.

Draw the sword and stab!

In the dream space, he was a sleepless and tireless monster. He drew his sword from all angles every day and easily mastered the skills of exerting force. Each sword penetrated his entire body, and the speed of the sword was constantly breaking the limit and getting faster and faster.

A martial arts master is also a human being!

If you are a person, you will be killed!

In a blink of an eye, it had been half a year since he arrived at the medicine field.

Li Qingxuan opened his eyes, hugged a slender sword that looked like a cone, got up from the bed, closed his eyes for a moment, took out a stack of paper money with his left hand and threw it into the air.

Swish swish swish swish ~

A cold light flashed.

In a blink of an eye, more than ten pieces of paper money flying were like candied haws, all connected to the thin sword in Li Qingxuan's hand.

"Thirteen swords in one breath have reached their limit!"

The dream space is far more perverted than he thought.

Although exercise cannot improve his physical strength, the instinct formed by his cultivation can be perfectly inherited by his body. Moreover, from the perspective of insight, every time he draws his sword and collects his sword, he reaches his current limit.

What limits his strength now is physical strength.

Li Qingxuan pulled down the paper money on the thin sword, shook his hand, and the thin sword that was as if it were a cone shortened, forming an iron rod of palm length, which was stuffed into the waist of his trousers.

After thinking about it, he jumped up like a monkey, climbing up the eaves flexibly, taking off a sachet, and opening it with some fear.

The thing here will be his killer move against Manager Zhao!
Chapter completed!