Farming, Learning Martial Arts, and Peace In the World

The qualifications are too poor, and if there is no plug-in in the martial arts, the way forward is slim.

Going home for a week in a row, Chi Qiaosong stared at the laurel tree carefully, and there was no sign of the third flower blooming.

That is to say.

"Yu Jian" he hasn't figured out the tricks yet, and he can't condense the fruits of martial arts outside the "Yu Jian" - this is very embarrassing, he can't even get the tricks, and naturally he can't talk about using plug-ins.

Fortunately, Chi Qiaosong is very calm, and his hard work pays off. He only needs to practice the fur.

"Huh!"

The farmhouse, which has changed a lot, is a platform built of bricks and stones. Chi Qiaowu and Wen Moshan are practicing the basics with one punch and one kick.

Chi's father, little uncle, second uncle and others all planted water and vegetables in the greenhouse. The greenhouse has been completed, and now the plastic skin is lifted aside, the weather is hot enough to not need insulation.

On the top of the mountain not far away, Chi Qiaosong is also practicing swordsmanship, stepping on the Big Dipper and holding a three-footed sword.

The leaves are whirling, and the breeze is coming.

The sun is blocked, leaving dappled shadows.

The wooden sword suddenly stabbed and clicked, leaving a shallow pit in the tree trunk. Chi Qiaosong turned his elbows laboriously to make his sword moves more in line with the description of "Yu Sword".

A kung fu, if you want to touch the tricks, you must at least have both physical and mental skills.

He is still practicing his appearance, so that every move and every style can subtly exert the correct posture. This period of time is the most difficult stage for him.

fine.

With "Twelve Ways of Playing Legs" as the base, he can feel the movement skills of swordsmanship, and he needs to be able to control it with ease. When you practice more martial arts in the future, you will probably be able to master it, so that your body will no longer be stagnant.

"Qingfeng sword in hand..."

Duoduo sounded twice, and the tip of the sword was connected to the tree trunk.

"Just look at the two knives..."

Holding the sword and rolling for one and a half circles, he landed in a handsome split position, and then circled the ground with his back for half a circle, standing up like Thomas circling, and continued to stab the sword forward.

"As soon as the expert kung fu shoots, you will know if there is any."

While practicing swordsmanship, while humming a few songs that were out of tune, Chi Qiaosong gradually found the feeling of "Yu Jian", which was a vague experience.

He has had it twice.

Once, the predecessor practiced "Mad Bull Strong Boxing", and suddenly one day I remembered all the moves and could play them coherently. One time, during the practice of "Twelve Ways of Bounce Legs", the legs kept kicking sideways, and then followed the trend with a difficult movement.

The tricks are unclear.

It may be sleepy for a long time, or it may be open in a second.

"Have it!"

He retracted his wooden sword and hurried down the mountain.

I came to the farmhouse, looked at the two mu of thin fields in the greenhouse, and saw the scene I wanted to see. The laurel tree that was left outside the shed on purpose was surrounded by fences and barbed wire.

Before opening the small door, you can see a faint yellow flower blooming on another branch of the laurel tree.

""Yu Jian" condenses 1%..."

There is no doubt that every little yellow flower on the spiritual root transformed from the foundation of martial arts outside the martial arts represents a martial arts. It took a week and a half for "Yu Jian" to get the hang of it and officially condense on the laurel tree.

"as predicted!"

The corners of Chi Qiaosong's mouth twitched slightly.

Immediately choose to use fertilizer, a packet of fertilizer turned into a light, sprinkled on the laurel tree, the small yellow flower quickly bloomed to the extreme, and then began to wither, bearing a green fruit.

"Um?"

Chi Qiaosong looked at the unripe fruit in surprise, and found that the information on the fruit showed: ""Yu Jian" is condensed by 34%..."

Only one bag of fertilizer made "Yu Jian" one-third more mature.

This was obviously beyond his expectations.

He didn't think that the higher the level of martial arts, the more fertilizers needed to be applied. He didn't expect that the entry-level "Yu Sword" would also require three packs of fertilizer.

Looking at the lonely bag of fertilizer left in the warehouse, he had no choice but to sprinkle it.

""Yu Jian" condenses 67%..."

"If there is no accident, it will not mature until the beginning of August." At the beginning of each month, Bo Tian will swallow the essence of heaven and earth to condense a bag of fertilizer.

This is by far the largest source of fertilizers.

"Mom and dad, you can help me take good care of this fruit. It's very important." Chi Qiaosong couldn't stay here all night, but fortunately his parents can trust him.

"Don't worry, the laurel tree is precious to us."

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The weather in mid-July was already unbearably hot.

The Lecture Martial Arts Hall has not yet had a holiday. According to the system of ordinary schools, there will be holidays in July and August. However, Marshal Zhu hasn't had a holiday yet, so why should Wutang have a holiday first?

The swordsmanship has been figured out, and the rest relies on fertilizer. Chi Qiaosong no longer follows Xu Jingyang to practice swordsmanship.

"After learning "Yu Jian", I seem to have a little feeling, Mr. Xu, let me go home and rest for a few days." He explained.

Xu Jingyang raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling that Chi Qiaosong was tying the wind.

But don't bother teaching anymore, it's comfortable: "Do you want to go back and keep learning?"

"If you have any doubts, I would like to ask Teacher Xu for advice."

"When I have time, I will answer it for you."

"it is good."

After Chi Qiaosong left, smoking Jin Shengxiang, Xu Jingyang looked at ease: "With so many gifts, I learned Yu Jian for a week and a half, hey, I really don't know if you are stupid or have money."

certainly.

Gifts will not be returned for long periods of time.

Chi Qiaosong went to the dormitory to pack his things and was going to move home first. In the hot weather, the dormitory didn't even turn on a fan. Sleeping here could kill him.

Before the salute was cleaned up, I heard a commotion outside.

Wang Minzhong hurried from outside the door: "Chi Qiaosong, the teacher is fighting, hurry up and grab your seat."

"What's the situation?" Chiqiaosong expressed incomprehension.

"Mr. Zhou and Chief Liu are discussing. It's in the backyard square, and all the students have gone to watch."

"Really, what are you waiting for, let's go."

Zhou Xiangxian and Liu Wentao are both masters of the warrior realm. This kind of discussion scene is not very common. He and Wang Minzhong quickly ran to the backyard square.

To say that it is a large square is muddy ground.

Sure enough, all the students and teachers of the martial arts hall were surrounded by the wall.

Relying on his own strength, Chi Qiaosong quickly squeezed into the front row, and saw two people facing each other in the middle of the muddy ground. Chief lecturer Liu Wentao's face was ashen, while Zhou Xiangxian had a sarcastic smile on his lips.

"Zhou Xiangxian, the commander-in-chief clearly stipulates that street fights are prohibited. You know the law and break the law!" Liu Wentao shouted sharply.

Zhou Xiangxian murmured lightly: "Chief Liu, it's just a discussion, why should UU read www.uukanshu.com be serious."

"I'm going to sue you to the commander!"

Liu Wentao still has to speak.

"Long-winded!" Zhou Xiangxian became impatient when he saw that the teachers and students of the Talking Martial Arts Hall were almost there, "If you let you go first, then don't blame me for taking the lead!"

Say it.

A pair of iron fists swept the thousands of troops, and in an instant, they made a phantom.

Liu Wentao held back his words, hurriedly responded, and also used the afterimage of his moves.

The speed of the battle between the two was so fast that it was almost impossible for the naked eye to see their movements, only the sound of thumping and crackling hands, the sound of rubbing clothes and shoes mopping the floor.

Suddenly, Zhou Xiangxian jumped high, spread his hands, and made the movement of a big peng spreading his wings.

Behind him there really appeared a crane that fluttered its wings.

"Wow!"

A loud roar of cranes emanated from the phantom of the crane, setting off Zhou Xiangxian like a **** of war, Liu Wentao, who rushed to the ground fiercely.

Liu Wentao did not dare to be distracted, he folded his hands across his chest, locking all parts of his body. Then he turned sideways to attack with his shoulders, and the phantom of Xiong Zhan also bloomed in an instant, but there was no sound.

"Everyone step back!"

The teachers watching the battle pushed the students against the wall, leaving enough area for the muddy ground.

Boom!

The phantoms of the cranes and Xiong Shi staggered.

The ground shook violently, and the dust spread around. Before the dust spread, Liu Wentao screamed and vomited blood and retreated.

Zhou Xiangxian's power was unforgiving, and he had no rules. His fists, slaps, and soles of his feet took turns to fight, and it was a violent beating to Liu Wentao.

"I admit defeat, I admit defeat!" Liu Wentao yelled.

Regardless, Zhou Xiangxian continued to beat Liu Wentao violently, as if he wanted to beat Liu Wentao to death.