There are several canteens of different sizes in Yunlan Villa. Yun Yifei's most often visit is the small canteen near the courtyard where he lives. It is an inner room canteen. Only the people from the nearby courtyards eat here. Although Yun Yifei has been there several times, there are still very few people he sees, and he usually asks the servants to deliver the food to the room for food.

This is the first time that Yun Yifei, the canteen they came here, which is spacious and can accommodate more than 100 people to eat. Many people have already started to choose food. The seats and benches are complete and arranged side by side. Although the furnishings are simple, they are clean and neat. There are already cooked food, dry food, stir-frying dishes, pastries, and soups on the shelves around them. There are all kinds of dishes, chopsticks, plates and plates on the side, arranged neatly.

Yun Yifei followed the few people to pick up the bowls and chopsticks, served the bowl of dry rice, and took two steamed buns, put them on an free table, taking up a seat, and then took the plate to serve two of his favorite stir-fry dishes, and put them in a bowl of rice soup.

Looking at the dazzling variety of foods, I was determined to choose a few more, but I was afraid that I would not finish it. I was also hungry in my stomach, so I hurriedly put the food and sat on the chair and started eating with a feast.

Five people sat together at a table, and all kinds of food were almost filled with the entire table. When Yun Xiang returned to sit down, Yun Yifei had already finished a bowl of dry rice. The villa was rich in spiritual power, and the rice and grains planted also contained spiritual energy. The monks could feel the faint spiritual power dissipated when they entered their stomachs. They could also get some spiritual power while filling their stomachs. Although it could not be compared with the spiritual power obtained by meditation and practice, this was supplemented after all, and it was better than nothing.

But these were not important to Yun Yifei at all. He now only cared about the taste of the food, including a bowl of dry rice, two steamed buns, a plate of stir-frying, and a bowl of rice soup. However, he still felt that he lacked some heat and did not eat enough, so he wandered around the place where the food was placed. Finally, he chose some exquisite pastries and slowly started to taste them.

But while tasting, my eyes were also paying attention to a table not far away, which was filled with various foods. However, there was only a chubby and round boy sitting on the table, looking like he was five or six years old. Yun Yifei looked familiar with him and knew that he was doing physical training together in the morning.

It was not because of his training that he attracted his attention, but because he saw so much food on the table that he enjoyed it alone. He thought to himself how could a five or six-year-old child finish these foods? It was enough for four or five people to eat. Although he didn't have to pay, it was really a waste of this.

Yun Xiang had already finished eating, and wiped his mouth with a silk chew. Following Yun Yifei's eyes, he also locked the oval figure. As if he knew what he was thinking, he said, "This is what we trained together. It is called Yun Pengju, and his nickname is Fatty. But everyone calls him Qiuzi. Every time he chooses so much food, but he can finish it every time."

Yun Yifei is also familiar with the name Yun Pengju. The three people who had time limits when climbing up the mountain were the name Yun Pengju. Now I see this real person, with short limbs and fat waists, and fat body. The first impression I give people is that they are not good at sports, and it is normal for them to fail physical training.

After the five people finished eating, they packed up the dishes, and used bamboo tubes to bring them into the pool in the house to wash them, and put them in a sorting manner. Since Yun Yifei insisted on seeing whether Yun Pengju could finish the food, Yun Xiang naturally couldn't leave, so he stayed to accompany him. Yun Tianze and the other four said goodbye and left together.

Others seemed to have been used to Yun Pengju, who could eat so much. When they passed by, they just smiled knowingly, and did not stare at him like Yun Yifei and the others. Although there were not many people paying attention, Yun Pengju still seemed to have done something wrong. His fat face was slightly red, and he ate with his head down, without rushing, chewing slowly, and eating in an orderly manner. It seemed that everything around him had nothing to do with him, and he was squinting and eating with concentration.

As Yun Pengju chewed slowly and chewed slowly, time slowed down as if lazily. Before he knew it, nearly half an hour had passed, the dishes and plates on the table were neatly arranged, and the many foods had been filled into his stomach.

At this time, there were very few people in the cafeteria, and there was not much food left. After Yun Pengju finished eating the food on the table, he glanced at the few food left on the table around him, and stroked his round belly with one hand. After a while, he saw that he seemed to sigh, and got up and cleaned up the remaining food, put three plates in a row, brought it to the table where he was, and started to chew it slowly and ate it.

Seeing this, Yun Yifei and the others were shocked to rebuke each other. Yun Yifei finally saw the amazing part of Yun Pengju's appetite. After seeing that he had eliminated the food that had enough food for two people, he felt satisfied and smiled like a silly smile. At the same time, he also packed up the stacks of dishes and went to the pool to wash. The two stood up and left with lingering fear.

When the two returned to their residence, Yun Yifei asked Yun Xiang about some things about cultivation, but they did not get much information. They only knew that the morning was physical training and the afternoon was free practice. However, when they asked about the free practice projects, Yun Xiang only said that his personal cultivation projects were different and he didn't know much. However, the cultivation projects were all divided by teachers and masters, which was undoubtedly the most suitable for him, just like the boxing style you practiced.

Yun Xiang only talked about some interesting things that were born from practice. After another chat, she got up and said goodbye. She naturally knew that it was almost time for Yun Yifei to read and practice calligraphy.

After lunch, the teacher will come to teach him how to read and write words, and the explanation time is half an hour, but then he will have to use at least one hour to practice and write these words. This has been the case for several years. However, before today, the teacher will also explain for half an hour in the morning. This morning physical training, so I will naturally be exempted from reading and practicing calligraphy in the morning.

As soon as Yun Xiang was discharged from the hospital, an old man arrived. He looked over 60 years old, but his steps were steady and his body was very tough. This was Yun Yifei's teacher.

In the study room, Yun Yifei sat upright at the table, and the teacher in front of him spoke in a moderate manner, with clear words, but he explained endlessly. Sometimes he asked questions, Yun Yifei answered calmly, and the teacher also occasionally added them.

"The lecture has been completed, so you can directly ask for any questions." Every time the lecture is finished, the teacher will ask this question.

Yun Yifei pondered for a moment, then stood up and replied, "I'm working hard, and the students have no ignorance."

When the gentleman heard this, he asked a few questions to him. Seeing that he answered it in a slight manner, he stood up and left. Yun Yifei silently took notes several times before giving up.

After studying this for an hour, Yun Yifei had already memorized the words and sentences he taught in his heart, stood up, and couldn't help but stretch and move his body.

He walked straight to the middle of the courtyard, set off his posture, and practiced according to the moves of the Dragon Body Tempering Fist. Each move was a bit slow, but the posture was full, the connection was natural, and the movements were in place, which was much more mature than the initial practice of only the movement posture.

Yun Yifei has only practiced this boxing technique of the Dragon Tempering Body Fist several times since he first came into contact with. He has performed very well with such proficiency now, which is inseparable from his father Yun Bohai’s initial detailed explanation.

Yun Yifei is a smart child himself, and with the training of the teacher, his memory is also good. Although he has only practiced boxing several times, he has practiced it in his mind for more than dozens of times. It will be much easier to do something that is already proficient.

The Dragon Body Tempering Fist is a boxing technique that focuses on tempering the strength of the body. There are also many cultivators in the cultivation world who focus on body refining, but all the techniques of cultivation are achieved by pursuing spiritual power. The Wuling Sect is even more a sect that focuses on body refining, and there are naturally many classics in the sect to practice body refining.

Since he is practicing, he must come into contact with spiritual power. All the skills are based on the spiritual power of his body. When Yun Bohai asked for the skills, he proposed that the body should be refining as the main body and spiritual power should be supplemented. Qin Wude thought hard for a long time but failed, so he told him bluntly.

But since Yun Bohai had given up his old face, he was unwilling to return empty-handed and insisted that Qin Wude take out the skills to see them personally. Fortunately, they were all low-level skills practiced during the Qi training period, and there was nothing to keep secret. They placed various jade slips of various colors on the table to let them see them one by one.

As Yun Bohai scanned his spiritual sense one by one, he asked him to pick up and put down his jade slips one by one. His face gradually became ugly. After reading the last jade slip, his face was as deep as water, and his eyebrows were slightly frowning, slowly putting down the jade slip in his hand, and his mood was naturally imagined.

After sighing, after sitting quietly for a long time, Yun Bohai suddenly said calmly: "Brother Qin, can I take the body refining techniques of your sect that have no level restrictions?"

(End of this chapter)
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