Zhao Xun nodded with satisfaction.

"That's good, you are now going through a very critical stage, in which you must maintain high-intensity training every day. Although I know that repetitive training of an action is a bit boring, but it is inevitable at this time. You only have

Only through continuous training and continuous strengthening until muscle memory is formed can the desired goal be finally achieved."

Third senior brother Long Qingquan knew that he had to give Zhao Xun some hints and emphasis at this time. This was quite effective.

Because if he doesn't emphasize these things, the junior brother's personality is very likely to be lazy.

This is understandable, after all, those talented people like to be lazy.

It may take others a month to do something, but a talented person may do it in three days.

If something can be done in three days, why does it take a month?

Wouldn’t it be nice to choose to lie down with him for the remaining twenty-seven days?

Of course, since Zhao Xun has chosen this path, he must strictly demand himself and persist all the way.

Long Qingquan will also play a supervisory role on the side.

"Well, Third Brother, I understand this. But I still have a question. Since all practitioners can practice this light skill, why do different people use it with completely different effects? Some people come and go like the wind, and some

People are stumbling."

"Uh, this is it."

Long Qingquan scratched his head for a while.

I can only say that Junior Brother’s question was too tricky.

"I think it can be understood this way. First of all, the effects of different people using Qing Gong are definitely different. Everything varies from person to person. And it must have a lot to do with the level of practice. Yes.

A person's cultivation level is very high, so the Qing Gong attached to him will be stronger than others. Can you imagine that a first-grade practitioner may use Qing Gong in the same way as a fourth-grade practitioner? If it is the same, then the first-grade practitioner will not be able to use Qing Gong.

Are you going to get hit and killed while looking for a piece of tofu?"

Zhao Xun thought about it carefully and it seemed that this was indeed the case.

"Well..."

"In that case, I not only have to improve my proficiency in Qing Gong, but also try to break through the cultivation level as much as possible. Otherwise, even if I practice Qing Gong, I will probably only be able to outperform those who are higher than me in cultivation level.

A low-level person. If he really encounters a master whose cultivation level is higher than mine, he basically still can't run away?"

Long Qingquan spread his hands and said: "Although I can't say it absolutely, I think it's almost the same."

"Well..."

For a moment, Zhao Xun was completely confused.

Good guy, this really puts a lot of pressure on him.

If he only practiced proficiency in Qing Gong, Zhao Xun would still be quite confident.

After all, it means repeating, repeating, strengthening, strengthening, strengthening.

Nothing is too difficult as long as you are skilled.

Even if the attack lasted for half a month and a month, the Qing Gong was finally mastered.

But it is definitely not that easy to improve your cultivation level.

Sometimes the improvement of your practice level does happen in just a moment, but it depends on chance.

If the opportunity comes, breaking through and improving will happen in the blink of an eye.

If the opportunity does not come, no matter how hard you work, it will be difficult to achieve a big breakthrough.

Zhao Xun really felt a little difficult at this moment.

...

...

But no matter what, we still have to continue eating.

Especially after training all morning.

Tired Zhao Xun felt like he could eat a cow.

Of course, you can make enough food and clothing by yourself.

At this time, there is no need to count on others, you still have to work harder on your own.

Zhao Xun and his third senior brother Long Qingquan quickly entered the kitchen and prepared to get busy for lunch.

I have to say that lunch is definitely the most important of the three meals a day.

There is a saying that you should eat a good breakfast, a full lunch and a light dinner.

Although it may not be completely correct, it still makes sense more or less.

"Junior brother, what have you decided to do for lunch today?"

The third senior brother can be regarded as the leader in terms of practice, but in the kitchen, Zhao Xun is the leader without doubt.

Zhao Xun has the final say on what to eat and how to eat it.

Zhao Xun is really thinking hard about this issue.

what to eat...

It seemed that it was too late to make fresh stir-fries. After all, he and his third senior brother Long Qingquan had not prepared the dishes before, so temporary preparation was definitely not feasible.

Moreover... Zhao Xun was already exhausted at this moment.

At this time, it is easy to suffer from fatigue even when cooking.

Don’t cook if you are tired, and don’t feel tired if you cook.

This is the view that Zhao Xun has always held.

There is no need for people to push themselves too hard, otherwise various unexpected situations will easily occur.

"La la la, la la la..."

Zhao Xun worked hard to mobilize his emotions, because he knew very well that only by having an absolutely high emotion can he be able to cook delicious dishes in the following process.

If a person's mood is always in an intermittent and gloomy state, then the food produced will definitely not taste good.

"Well..."

"How about making fried steamed buns? I just have some leftover steamed buns from yesterday."

After Zhao Xun thought about it carefully, he felt that fried steamed bun slices was the most suitable choice for the moment.

That’s not to say it’s impossible to do anything else, but in the current environment it is indeed a bit time-consuming and energy-consuming.

If you waste time and energy, a serious problem will arise, which is fatigue.

Again, Zhao Xun will never cook when tired.

"Fried steamed bun slices?"

Third senior brother Long Qingquan couldn't help but feel a little curious when he heard this.

"Just fried steamed buns? Is that okay?"

"Of course, everything can be cooked."

Zhao Xun spread his hands and said calmly.

For him, fried steamed buns are indeed a very good dish.

Although it seems a bit simple, once you actually make it, you will find that it is actually very delicious.

A real chef can not only cook those delicacies, but also those simple dishes. It can make people maintain a strong desire from beginning to end and make some necessary attempts.

"Third senior brother, chop some green onions and prepare some bean sprouts. I'm going to start frying the steamed bun slices."

"Oh, by the way, prepare another pimple soup. The pimple soup goes perfectly with this."

Zhao Xun still prefers pimple soup.

"okay."

Now the cooperation between Zhao Xun and his third senior brother Long Qingquan is becoming more and more perfect.

Basically, the third senior brother Long Qingquan comes to do the starting job, and then Zhao Xun becomes the main force.

This model is so seamless that basically no flaws can be found.

Of course, Zhao Xun also pays great attention to key technologies.

Basically, he will concentrate on the most critical aspects to ensure that there will be no deviations.

This point is crucial.

Cooking is exactly the same as practicing spiritual practice. Sometimes even a careless thought can lead to wasted effort.

Zhao Xun finally reached his current status as a chef with great difficulty, so he naturally did not want his good reputation to be ruined.

Therefore, he takes every dish he makes very seriously and operates every link very seriously.

There is no best, only better.

The pursuit of excellence is what Zhao Xun requires of himself.

"Well, it's really good. Look at how golden these steamed buns are when fried..."

The steamed buns were fried very quickly. Zhao Xun threw the sliced ​​steamed buns into the pot and stir-fried them.

Soon the surface of the steamed buns began to turn golden yellow. Just looking at it from a distance can make people feel mouth-watering pleasure.

Third senior brother Long Qingquan rarely observes a dish at such a close distance.

But at this moment, he was indeed attracted by the dish Zhao Xun cooked.

"Junior brother, how long does it usually take to fry these fried steamed bun slices?"
To be continued...