On the second day, it was Li Feng's turn to teach the method of sewing. After the explanation, the students were sent to the needle and thread and practiced by themselves.

In addition to suture needles and mulberry thread, there are needle holders, tweezers and so on. There is nothing else, only skillful, so long-term practice is very necessary.

As for the stitching object, the family will first give a piece of rag to practice. After mastering the basics, then change it to fruits, such as sewing orange peels. Finally, you have to buy pork to practice. Anyway, it will not be ruined, so you can just send it to the kitchen after practicing.

During the inspection and guidance, Li Feng slowly walked to Niu Er and was about to train this guy. He actually dared to steal alcohol and drink alcohol. He was so brave, right!

Before he could walk to Niu Er, he heard this guy groaning, and then slapped his thigh twice: "Who do you want to practice sewing? Come here!"

Everyone's eyes were attracted by him, and Niu Er was holding a knife in his hand, and the tip of the knife was bleeding. His right leg was on the stool in front, and on the front of his thigh, a wound that was several inches long was gushing blood.

Seeing Li Feng walking quickly, the guy yelled a few times: "Master Li, sewing cloth is a girl's thing. We will face injuries in the future, not cloth, so it's just a real thing!"

You guy! Li Feng was anxious and angry, and at the same time, his nose was slightly sour: This guy really makes people love and hate.

So he took a photo of his brain: "It should not be like this in the future. How can the body and hair be irritated easily?"

"Mr. Li, I have a thick skin and a thick flesh. This little wound is nothing." Niu Er slapped his thigh casually. It was closer to the wound, and he grinned and kept pumping the air conditioner.

Since Niu Er voluntarily sacrificed himself, Li Feng could not let him down. He asked everyone to put the desks together and asked Niu Er to lie on it. He personally demonstrated the sewing.

The students surrounded the surroundings silently, and everyone cherished this rare opportunity very much. Li Feng followed the procedure: first pour Ma Fei San.

Niu Er said, "Master Li, why not give me two taels of strong wine-"

"I'll give you a drink!" Li Feng used alcohol to clean the wound. As a result, although he used anesthetics, Niu Er still grinned.

Li Feng taught while operating, very detailed. After he sewed two stitches, he faced the students around him: "Who will try it?"

Everyone was eager to try it out, but it still took courage to overcome psychological barriers. The real stitching in the first sense does not mean that you can do it by starting the action.

Just as everyone was working on psychological construction, a weak voice sounded: "Master Li, I, I want to try it-"

The first one to stand up was He Erniu, the thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl. She always looked cautious, but unexpectedly, she was surprisingly strong inside.

"Good!" Li Feng flashed to the side and gave the position to He Erniu.

It was obvious that He Erniu's little hand was shaking a little, and she couldn't even hold the stitching needle, which caused a burst of laughter from the surroundings.

The girl's originally white face turned red. She raised the hand holding the needle, leaned to her mouth, and then bit it. After she took it away, two rows of blood-seeking teeth marks appeared on the back of her hand.

Sure enough, my hands stopped shaking!

This is also a ruthless person, but now he needs this ruthlessness! Li Feng can't help but look at He Erniu differently, he is a good seedling.

After successfully sewing a stitch and successfully tied the knot, He Erniu let out a long sigh. She finally overcomes her psychological barrier and overcomes herself.

"Er Niu, beautiful!" Li Feng praised her with no hesitation. With one word, the little girl's face turned redder. She shook the stitch in her hand: "Who wants to try it? Brother Niu Er is so generous, so I should not let him down."

No one else said anything, Niu Er slapped his chest a few times: "Sister Erniu, if you want to practice, you can get a hole every day and ask you to stitch it!" Although this guy drank Ma Fei San, it seemed that the dosage was a little lower for him, a burly man.

Cough cough, Sun's second wife couldn't bear it anymore and squeezed out of the crowd: "You two shameless, you start flirting in school - Erniu, please dodge, I'll make this guy Shushu's skin!"

He Erniu blushed and stepped aside. Sun Erniang took the suture needle and sewed it very simply. Li Feng hurriedly pointed at the side: "The needle is too deep, just penetrate the epidermis."

Sun Erniang pulled out the needle and followed the original needle hole and started again. Li Feng said again: "It's shallow, and the wound is easy to break free."

After a few seconds, he finally successfully stitched a stitch, and Sun Erniang was sweating on her forehead. Niu Er couldn't help but complain: "Sun Erniang, you are a thousand-slayed person. Do you want to sieve it?"

"Don't blame Niu Erlang, one day I will introduce you to a clever little lady." Sun Erniang also saluted Niu Er.

Others wanted to laugh but couldn't bear it, so they felt very uncomfortable.

Then, a few more people stood up, with Li Feng pointing out the correct answer, and they all completed it smoothly. It was a little bitter and said in his mouth: "I want to chew pig's claws and replenish my thighs--"

Speaking of pig claws, when class the next day, they were all replaced with sewing pig claws. After sewing, the thread was removed and left to the cook to cook.

When he was training to inject needles, Rakshasa finally retrieved dozens of fine needles from the blacksmith shop. Although they were not as delicate as later generations, they were not as terrible as they were.

The craftsmen of this era are really amazing. If they were put into later generations, they would be able to be rated as a level 8 craft. Li Feng could only admire him. His thoughts of gathering the craftsmen became more and more passionate.

These students are really working hard, and they all automatically find good partners, in groups of two or two, you pierce my blood vessels and I pierce your butt, and they are all directly practicing on their bodies.

Li Feng was really worried that their skills were rough, so he should not be too anxious. As it turned out, this worry was unnecessary. It was when Niu Er was acupuncture for Master Yin, and the master scolded him a few times. Niu Er yelled twice and it was all right.

Just when Li Feng was devoted to preaching and receiving careers, at noon that day, Xie Yingdeng suddenly came and said that he wanted Li Feng to go to Qingyun Temple for a walk.

Finally came to the door, and Li Feng couldn't help but feel excited. This was another line he arranged. When Li Feng was compiling the secret book, he told Xie Hong that he would find like-minded people and study the Jindan Avenue together.

Although this is a bit tricking, it is indeed a great way to learn about knowledge that will be exposed to thousands of years later.

He greeted Master Sun, Li Feng packed up, called Xiao Kezi to carry a big bag, and rushed out of the city excitedly, and returned to Qingyun Temple in the evening.

Soon, Li Feng saw twenty or thirty strange faces, all dressed in Taoism, and each of them looked good. It seems that Xie Hong, a generation of alchemy master, still has some appeal.

Of course, it is also possible, because this secret book is too tempting.

Li Feng hurriedly stepped forward to see the Taoist priests looking at him, all of which were a little strange, with a little shock, a little disdain, and even a little bit of excitement forcing them to suppress them.

What does it mean? Look at this attitude, everyone seems to have to fight with me. Am I not a young master like Xiao Kezi?

As the owner of this place, Xie Hong began to introduce that the first person to introduce a middle-aged Taoist priest named Huang Guanzi. It is said that he used to be a minor official in the county, but later became a Taoist priest, and once wrote annotations for the "Tao Te Ching".

In this era, Taoism did not have as many rules and regulations as the later generations. It is relatively free, and there are not so many rules to enter the world.

Is Huang Guanzi? Li Feng thought about it for a while and suddenly asked, "Did you ask for the name of the Taoist priest?"

"I'm Li Bo." The Taoist priest had a pair of phoenix eyes, which seemed to be out of the world, and was also looking at Li Feng carefully.

Sure enough! Li Feng nodded. This yellow-guard Li Bo may not be famous, but his son is amazing. Li Chunfeng is definitely famous, as famous as Yuan Tiangang.

However, Li Chunfeng, the current generation master, is still a two or three-year-old naughty boy, probably running around on the ground with bare ass—

Just as Li Feng was thinking, another clear voice came into his ears: "I said Yuan Tiangang, the little man is polite."
Chapter completed!