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Chapter 112, Flower Fist and Embroidered Legs

Feng Qingluo ignored Long Batian's expression of hating iron but not steel, and concentrated on reading martial arts secret books, and soon felt sleepy, so she simply dropped the book and went to sleep.When I woke up the next morning, I felt embarrassed. She is really not suitable for such boring things as martial arts or reading, um...it can't open up wasteland, I can't dig, I'm too tired!Neither hunting... nor sewing and embroidery...

So this morning Feng Qingluo suddenly realized a very serious problem, as the head of the clan, she can't do anything!

no!no!no!

Feng Qingluo felt that she should work hard and stop being a salted fish!
Full of energy, Feng Qingluo jumped up from the bed, rushed to gather the men in the clan after breakfast.

"This year, two of our clansmen went hunting in the mountains and were injured by wild animals. Why? Because we are not strong enough. Think about it, if we are all masters like Han Yan, who can kill several wolves, what are we afraid of? So I propose that from tomorrow, everyone will get up early and come to the altar to practice martial arts for half an hour before going home for breakfast. We used to practice at home separately, and no one knows whether the movements are right or not. , Now that we are practicing here in unification, we can supervise each other and want to learn from each other. Only by strengthening our physique can we continue to snatch food from the mouths of wild animals, and we can continue to live by hunting, so that we are not afraid of foreign invasion and robbing us of food!"

Early in the morning, Feng Qingluo tried desperately to give a group of men the benefits of practicing martial arts, as if she had beaten chicken blood, and said that the men in the clan were ashamed. How many years have they not practiced martial arts properly?

The great elder was even more excited by what the grand-niece said. If he wasn't too old, he would have wanted to end up practicing with the younger generation.

In the past, martial arts practice was a compulsory course for the descendants of the Feng family, but since when this course was thrown away, now the patriarch is finally going to pick it up again.

It's just... can I still pick it up?
Patriarch Feng and First Elder looked at the group of enthusiastic juniors with deep worry in their eyes.

But they soon discovered that the little patriarch said that he would pick up the Feng family's martial arts again, because she had also finished practicing herself. Although she looked like she was dancing, her seriousness meant doing it Don't be fake!The key is that Feng Qingluo not only practices by herself, but also guides everyone from time to time.After being guided by her, the clansman began to practice in a decent way.

Not only does Feng Qingluo have to practice martial arts, but Qin Zhi and Yan Yi also have to practice. Although Yan Yi's legs are not very sharp, they are more decent when practiced than Feng Qingluo, which makes Feng Qingluo lament once again that she is not suitable for martial arts.

It's worth mentioning that Qin Zhi is a quick learner. He doesn't know if it's because he was a martial arts practitioner before or what happened, but when he started practicing Feng's martial arts, it was as if he was on the hook. He changed every day, making everyone envious no.

So the clansmen had new doubts. The reason why they didn't practice well before was not because Feng's martial arts skills were not good, but because they didn't work hard enough. Otherwise, how could Qin Zhi be so good?

Qin Zhi didn't know why he was so good, anyway, he practiced as the lady said, he was so cute!

After Feng Qingluo drove the men to practice martial arts, she began to teach the women to dig medicinal materials. Instead of going to the deep mountains, they searched near Luoxia Village. Everyone can participate in this work as long as they are free. herbs.

(End of this chapter)