Weak scholar?

Luo Qingzhou returned to the small courtyard and clenched his fists thinking about what he had just overheard in the mind of the second young master.

Even if they are not brothers, they shouldn't be so vicious, right?

"Whoosh!"

He punched suddenly.

The punch landed on a plum blossom branch in front of him, causing the branch to tremble a few times and causing pain on the skin.

Suddenly, the boxing movements that the second young master performed in the martial arts training field suddenly appeared in his mind.

Went over and closed the courtyard gate.

I stood in the courtyard and closed my eyes, replaying those actions in my mind.

Immediately, he spread his legs, stood upright, opened his arms, and began to slowly practice according to the movements in his mind.

Although he doesn't have that kind of momentum and power, he still looks decent.

He doesn't want to just be a weak scholar with no power to restrain a chicken!

After a few sets, my whole body started to feel warm.

At the same time, I was panting and my legs were a little weak.

Physical fitness is really poor.

Boxing like this will definitely have no effect. At best, it can give you a little exercise.

We still need to practice inner strength and mental skills first, and refine our skin and body!

Look it's still early.

He entered the house.

Sit down on the bed, close your eyes, and meditate first, and then the acupuncture diagram and the method of breathing and breathing appear in your mind.

Soon, I once again entered the state of practice where I fell asleep in front of the brazier last night.

In the dark underground, seeds began to take root and sprout, breaking through the soil and seeing the light of day. After being exposed to wind and rain, sun and frost, they thrived...

in the dark.

A wisp of breath flows through various acupuncture points in the body, like a traveler traveling a long distance on foot.

Cross bridges, climb hills, and cross mountains.

Going through thorns and twists and turns...

Time passes quietly.

Outside the window, the sun fell into the western sky and then into the green mountains.

Night falls.

A silver moon rises quietly.

Xiaodie came back from outside with the clean clothes in her arms.

Luo Qingzhou was half asleep when he clearly heard the sound of the door opening and footsteps coming from outside.

He woke up from his slumber and opened his eyes.

The warm air in the abdomen is still flowing slowly there.

"Sir, aren't you in the house?"

Xiaodie folded her clothes and put them in the penthouse where she lived, and then walked over.

Luo Qingzhou responded: "Here he is."

Xiaodie entered the room, looked at him through the moonlight outside the window and said, "Master, what are you doing sitting on the bed? Are you tired from studying? I'll get you some food, please wait a moment."

After saying that, he hurried out again.

After Xiaodie left, Luo Qingzhou closed his eyes again and felt the airflow in his body before getting up and getting out of bed.

I left the room and came to the small courtyard.

The snow stopped.

But the wind was freezing and the temperature was still very low.

Luo Qingzhou was wearing thin clothes and standing in the small courtyard. His exposed skin was sore from the cold wind, but the cold air only stayed on his skin for a moment before being driven away by the heat in his body and did not invade.

Half a minute.

"This inner strength and mental method is indeed wonderful!"

Luo Qingzhou admired secretly in his heart.

Then he stepped forward and punched, and repeated the set of punches he saw at the martial arts training ground a few times.

The more you play, the more skilled you become.

Although it is not complete, there are only a few moves, but after several times, my whole body becomes warmer and more comfortable, and I am no longer afraid of the cold wind on this cold night.

When Luo Qingzhou retracted his fist, he saw an old elm tree with a thick trunk in front of him, and the picture of skin refining in the book suddenly appeared in his mind.

Refining the body first refines the skin.

Leather refining requires the combination of internal strength, external force and medicine to achieve twice the result with half the effort.

At this time, Luo Qingzhou felt that the heat was still flowing in his body, and he immediately swung a punch, hitting the rough and hard trunk of the old elm tree in front of him.

"boom!"

There was a muffled sound.

Luo Qingzhou suddenly felt a pain on the back of his hand.

However, under the protection and dissolution of the heat flow in the body, the pain disappeared quickly.

Luo Qingzhou glanced at the back of his hand and found no scars.

"boom!"

He swung his fist again and hit the tree trunk.

The pain still comes and goes quickly.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

He spread his legs and continued to pump his fists, relying on the heat in his body and the hard tree trunk to temper the skin on the back of his hands.

After punching for a while, he suddenly turned around and hit the tree trunk with his elbow, shoulder and back.

The thick old locust tree remained motionless under the cold moon.

Within a moment, Luo Qingzhou was sweating all over and panting.

At the same time, the heat in the body receded.

The back of his hands, shoulders, back, and elbow joints all began to hurt.

He didn't dare to practice anymore and had to stop.

My physical fitness is too weak, so I can't be too hasty.

You can only practice step by step and practice slowly.

Not long after.

Xiaodie walked in carrying steamed buns and rice porridge with red eyes.

Luo Qingzhou followed her into the house, looked at her aggrieved look and said, "Xiaodie, what's wrong? Someone bullied you again?"

Xiaodie put down her dinner, tears welling up in her eyes: "Master, even those maids and servants are laughing at you."

Luo Qingzhou laughed dumbly: "That's why?"

Xiaodie said with a tearful voice: "Even the servants in the kitchen are laughing at the young master for getting married, and they also say that the young master will marry a fool's wife in the future."

Luo Qingzhou smiled, washed his hands, handed another steamed bun in the bowl to her, and said with relief: "The mouth is on other people, they can say whatever they want, don't pay attention, we are leaving soon anyway

Already."

Xiaodie took the steamed bun, wiped her tears with her other hand and said, "Master, will we still be bullied by the Qin family after we go there?"

Luo Qingzhou ate the steamed buns, was silent for a moment, and said softly: "Don't worry, I will protect you."

Xiaodie shed tears and said movedly: "Master, I am worried about you."

Luo Qingzhou's heart felt warm, and he stretched out his hand to caress her head lovingly, and said softly: "Is there anything worse than now? Don't worry, I will also protect myself."

After dinner.

Xiaodie brought hot water and helped him wash his feet.

Soaking his feet in the hot water, feeling the little girl's soft little hands rubbing his feet, Luo Qingzhou suddenly smiled.

Xiaodie raised her head and asked doubtfully: "Sir, why are you laughing?"
To be continued...