Xiuxian: I have a dream space

Chapter 16 "Children's Self-cultivation", the sword!

It was a cold morning in early winter.

The weeds on the road frost.

Li Qingxuan walked outside Guanshi Zhao's courtyard and found smoke from cooking inside, so he knocked on the courtyard door.

moment.

Steward Zhao hunched over and slowly opened the courtyard door.

"Master, good morning."

Li Qingxuan greeted him respectfully.

"Ah."

Manager Zhao nodded and beckoned him in.

"Have you eaten yet?"

Li Qingxuan followed behind him, and said in a low voice: "Not yet, thinking about learning from the master today, I was so happy that I forgot to eat."

"It's just right, don't eat it in the future, I made a medicinal meal just for you."

Li Qingxuan followed Guanshi Zhao, passed 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 something black and muddy, and put it in front of Li Qingxuan: "Eat!"

Li Qingxuan looked at the disgusting, sticky, and strong medicinal smell in front of him, and felt his throat wriggling, almost wanting to gag.

But under Zhao Guanshi's direct gaze, he had no choice but to bite the bullet, grabbed the wooden spoon in the jar, and put a spoonful into his mouth.

"Ok?"

To his surprise, the medicinal food looked disgusting, but the taste was not bad. It was smooth and sweet, and had a meaty taste. On the contrary, the taste of medicinal materials was scarce, which meant that he could taste it only because of his keen perception.

After a few spoonfuls of medicinal food, a warm current overflowed from his stomach, making him feel hot all over his body, and even his blocked nose was pierced instantly, and sticky things flowed out of it.

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

"Master."

He immediately showed a panicked look, and looked at Director Zhao in bewilderment.

Unexpectedly, Director Zhao laughed: "This medicated diet is made of more than 30 kinds of precious medicinal materials, and I also added the guinea fowl that I raised in secret. It is the most nourishing source. You are too empty to be supplemented."

"It's so precious. Master, you eat it too."

Li Qingxuan took the opportunity to push the crock towards Guanshi Zhao.

Manager Zhao waved his hand: "I'm too old to eat these things, don't be afraid, just keep eating, and I'll teach you how to digest them after eating!"

Seeing this, Li Qingxuan had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue to take the medicinal diet while bleeding from the nose.

It was only when his stomach was distended that Manager Zhao made him stop.

"come over."

Zhao Guanshi stretched out his palm like a pine branch, clasped Li Qingxuan's shoulder, and lifted him up like a chicken, living up to his previous slow look, walking like a tiger: "I taught you Martial arts have very high requirements for the basics, and you must first complete the "Boy's Body Cultivation Technique" to cultivate a body full of energy and blood to support the consumption of martial arts."

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

Before Li Qingxuan had a clear view of the room, Guanshi Zhao pulled up a wooden board, grabbed his palm and shook it.

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

He shook his head, only to realize that he appeared inside a sealed stone room.

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

Guanshi Zhao jumped in, seeing Li Qingxuan's gaze attracted by those beads, he smiled slightly: "This is called Yingshi, if you practice diligently, I will reward you with some in the future."

"Thank you Master."

Seeing that there is no danger at present, Li Qingxuan heaved a sigh of relief.

"Well, I'm starting to teach you the "Boy's Health Cultivation Technique". Remember, the law should not be passed on lightly. If you reveal the truth, it will become like this."

Zhao Guanshi's skinny palms suddenly grabbed the wall, unexpectedly forcibly grabbed a large stone, which was extremely frightening.

The palm of a person is actually harder than a rock!

This old thing is really terrifying.

Li Qingxuan was sweating coldly, and nodded quickly.

Seeing that Li Qingxuan was frightened, Manager Zhao softened his tone and began to teach him how to practice.

The practice of "Children's Health Cultivation Technique" is completely different from what Li Qingxuan expected. It is just some weird movements, which are somewhat similar to the yoga in his previous life, but more complicated and perverted. Sweat dripped.

By the time the practice was over, his whole body had collapsed, and the warm current that had been restless in his body had also returned to calm.

"Okay, after lunch, you can go do odd jobs with those old apprentices."

Manager Zhao carried Li Qingxuan limp again, jumped two meters at a time, and jumped out of the stone room. After giving him a massage, he let Li Qingxuan, who was still trembling while walking, leave.

In this way, time passed and the days passed.

There are a total of nine movements in "Boy's Health Cultivation Technique". Except for the excessive pain during the practice, the difficulty is not great, there is no so-called division of levels, and it does not make him a master of flying over the roof and walls.

It took Li Qingxuan only one month to master the most efficient method of cultivation by using the dream space, and he did not find any abnormalities in the exercises.

This is just a way to conceive and nourish qi and blood, and strengthen people's foundation.

As he practiced, although he was unable to fly over eaves and walls, his body was much stronger and his stature had also increased a lot in a short period of time. He looked like an eleven or twelve-year-old child.

According to Zhao Guanshi, when he can not fear the severe cold, he can learn real martial arts from him.

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

After two months of teaching in person, Li Qingxuan even reduced the number of times Li Qingxuan took the medicated diet to once every three days. Apart from going there every three days, he was no longer asked to go there in the morning and let him practice by himself. On weekdays, I live in a simple way.

Seeing this, Li Qingxuan became more courageous. 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 rough sword skills, and bought a small dagger.

I don't shy away from people on weekdays.

After he was busy in the evening, he would play in the open space after dinner, and attracted several other younger apprentices to watch, laughing at his clumsy sword skills, and after playing for two days, he pretended to have no patience for sword juggling , and caused other apprentices to laugh.

At night, he practiced in the dream space with a small sword.

Others are small and weak, even with the sharpness of the sword, it is difficult to pose too much threat to others, so he only practiced one move.

Draw your sword and stab!

In the dream space, he is a sleepless and tireless monster. He draws and draws his sword from all angles every day. He has easily mastered the skill of exerting force. Every sword penetrates his whole body with force, and the speed of his sword constantly breaks the limit. faster and faster.

Martial arts masters are also human beings!

If you are human, you will be killed!
In the blink of an eye, half a year had passed since he came to the medicine field.

Li Qingxuan opened his eyes, holding a slender long sword 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.

shhhhh~
Cold light flashes.

In an instant, more than a dozen pieces of paper money flew like candied gourds, all connected in series on the thin sword in Li Qingxuan's hand.

"One breath and thirteen swords, the limit has been reached!"

The dream space is far more perverted than he thought.

Although exercise can't improve his physical strength, the instinct formed by training can be perfectly inherited by the body, and from the perspective of insight, every time he draws and withdraws his sword, he has reached the current limit.

Now what limits his strength is physical strength.

Li Qingxuan took down the paper money on the rapier, and with a shake of his hand, the conical rapier shortened, becoming an iron rod the length of a palm, and he stuffed it into the waist of his trousers.

After thinking about it, he jumped up, like a monkey, nimbly climbed up to the eaves, took down a sachet, and opened it with some fear.

What's inside will be his ultimate move against Manager Zhao!
(End of this chapter)