Early in the morning on the second day of the Lunar New Year, Zhao Xifeng got up and put on his clothes and went out quietly. He did not wake up Zhao Wu, who was still sleeping, and came alone under the peach tree at the entrance of the town. For him, body training has become a habit and has nothing to do with whether he practices.

In the Great Zhou army, the physical exercises were all simple and boring repetitive movements, such as pushing down, hanging legs, horse stance, and even standing upright for a long time. They exercised the durability and resilience of soldiers and did not have practical combat capabilities. As for the truly lethal kung fu, Zhao Wu was worried that his son's personality would cause trouble, so he did not teach many of them. He just taught three moves, namely, the upper step punch, the side kick and the cross arm hang. Zhao Xifeng also relied on these three moves and the strength of ordinary children to walk straight among the young men in Panlong Town, without any taboos.

Today, when Zhao Xifeng completed the body refining with sweat, he did not leave immediately as usual, but stood quietly under the tree with a serious look on his face.

There was no wind under the tree, but Zhao Xifeng's clothes were rushing.

After a moment, Zhao Xifeng moved.

The movement is a military fighting technique that has been practiced thousands of times, with the left foot and right fist forward at the same time, the left hand is placed behind, and the way forward is always left.

Unlike usual, the moment the punch was fired, a gust of wind and sand immediately burst into the courtyard, and the sound of the wind blew up and the sound was extremely strong, and it was not a force that a ten-year-old child could exert.

Zhao Xifeng smiled with satisfaction. Over the past few days, in addition to trying to break through the picture body, his greatest interest is how to use the newly mastered power of the initial period. As the most novel toy that Zhao Xifeng has obtained, his interest in this area has far surpassed the Xifeng Sect, which has been played with.

Before reaching the body, most practitioners can only cultivate spiritual energy and passively accept their improvements to their muscles, bones and meridians. Only when they reach the body stage can their vital energy be released and the magic power is cast.

These days, Zhao Xifeng has repeatedly compared his own situation with the content of Zhou Zhe's preaching, and increasingly felt that the spiritual energy that had been refining since childhood was different from Gu Qingyuan and others. For example, during the initial period of feeling, he could drive the spiritual energy to complete some simple movements, such as closing the door, turning off the lights, etc.

So he did not walk on this road to heaven like other practitioners, tremblingly, walking on thin ice, and didn't care about being obsessed with it. He directly started experimenting and application. Today, it seemed that the effect was actually good. He locked the vitality in his body and let it wander in the meridians along the fist's momentum, and actually made the power of a punch increase by more than ten times, and it was not the limit!

Zhao Xifeng rubbed his hands excitedly, as if he had seen the long-term view of dominating the "jianghu" of Panlong Town in the future. After trying several punches, he tried side leg kicks and cross arm slits respectively. The momentum was also amazing, but it was slightly worse than the previous punches. It seemed that the true energy was not smooth yet, so he continued to do various attempts and exercises under the tree.

Time passed by Zhao Xifeng's selfless practice, and the three fighting moves in the army were becoming more and more powerful through repeated attempts.

Finally, when Zhao Xifeng slashed his arms and stirred up a small whirlwind, he clapped his hands with satisfaction and nodded.

At this time, a cold snorted outside the fence of the small temple.

Looking back, there was a thin man in his forties in his forties wearing a Confucian robe standing outside the yard. Behind the man, seven or eight teenagers of thirteen or fourteen were lined up. Looking at Zhao Xifeng under the tree, his face showed a look of mockery or pity.

The man pointed at Zhao Xifeng and said to the young men behind him, "See it. This is a typical example of taking tricks and doing things in a bad way. During the initial period, he did not take any care of the flow of spiritual energy, strengthened the foundation and cultivated the essence, and practiced these external evil ways to induce spiritual energy to flow backwards in the meridians, and learn from those martial artists to move their fists and feet. It was simply putting the cart before the horse."

Among the teenagers, a girl with a green skirt and an oval face asked with a smile: "Master, I think his fist is very powerful, and it is rare in the first impression period."

The thin man seemed to be very doting on the girl and said warmly: "Yun Qian doesn't know that during the practice, her spiritual power is infinite and her physical fitness is limited. Unless she encounters a great opportunity, the upper limit of the body strength of each practitioner after the body period is similar. Therefore, the sum of the spiritual energy that each punch and foot can accommodate in each punch will be the highest level in the future. If the extra point is, the meridians will explode, which is actually a small path."

"That's right, and other monks are all sending their true energy out of the way, and they slapped this kind of half-baked guy to death from a distance. What's the use of no matter how powerful the fists are?" A young man with short hair laughed.

The thin man turned around and looked at Zhao Xifeng and sneered: "This small town on the side, it turns out that there are some practitioners coming from there. You should be the student of Zhou Zhe, who has the same teacher and the same disciple. They are all unruly and like to engage in these evil heretics."

The girl named Yun Qian said in a green skirt, "It is rumored that Zhou Zhe was in Panlong Town for three months. More than a dozen students felt the first impression and even looked at her. Now it seems that she was just a blessing in the place of practice, which was not worthy of her name. Fortunately, the master has come, otherwise all these good seedlings of practice will be ruined by him."

The disciples laughed loudly, leaning forward and backward together, and the middle-aged man smiled proudly and looked proud.

The short-haired young man continued, "Hey, that little kid, don't follow that waste master. Maybe his cultivation is worse than me, so it's better to change the party. If my master cherishes his talents for a while, he might be able to post a few words on demand and accept you as an unlicensed disciple, it would be better than practicing boxing here stupidly and practicing to become a waste like your master."

Zhao Xifeng sneered and looked at the group of people who came out inexplicably. First, he discussed the "magic skills" he had finally made, and then pointed at Zhou Zhe and said unhappily: "Mr. Zhou did not teach any profound Taoism, but just told us gentlemen to be strong and relatives and friends." The implication is that these people neither respect other people's teachers nor are they polite.

The short-haired young man was furious. As for his identity, no one had ever felt like talking to him like this, not to mention that this was insulting the master's sect, even the other party's children's sect was unjust. At this time, he was lifting up his sleeves and rushing into the courtyard of the small temple to teach the young man who had no words, but was stopped by his master. The thin man looked at the fence around him with fear, snorted heavily, and shook his sleeves, and took his disciples into the city.

Zhao Xifeng shook his head and continued to practice boxing.

Jia Weizi sat in the wine shop where he was at the restaurant, holding a bowl of the worst-sized glass roast, drinking it with a tasteless taste, with a little irritable expression, watching the thin man bringing a group of young men and women in one after another.

Sitting opposite Jia Xiaozi was the old man Erhu who was the most inconsistent with him on weekdays. At this time, he was smiling and peeling a peanut into his mouth, chewing it with only six big teeth left, looking at this team that was obviously different from ordinary people, muttering: "After so many years, the old royal families in Jiangnan have finally made some progress, but they still have not made enough progress."

Jia Jianzi frowned and said, "Looking at the Hui traces on their chests, they should be disciples of Beiyue Book House. I don't know why I came to Panlong Town sooner or later at this time. I can't see through it, nor can I see through the idle clouds and wild cranes like my senior brother. Why do I have the idleness to wade into this muddy water? You must know that the Tongyun Order in the Sect was issued in the Jianghu to capture you back to the mountain. If the person who came to the town this time was not me, I would have fought with you long ago."

It turned out that the two people who pretended not to know each other on weekdays were actually brothers and brothers. And in their tone, the old man who was used to playing Erhu was actually a traitor to the master.

The old man picked up the wine bowl that Jian Zi put down, sucked and drank it, and slowly replied: "I, Zhen Xingqing, have no other ideas in my life, just join in the fun. Now, the Middle Land Continent is very lively, light and dark. The bright side is the student movement of the capital. I am not born to be a student, and I don't understand the principles that the master and the students are talking about. Besides, the water there is too deep and I can't afford to mess with it. The secret fun is just Panlong Town. Let's just come and have a look. As for the people coming from the mountains, if you are Jia Daoli, you will naturally not fight with me with your friendship. If you are someone else, I don't see your senior brother."

The names of the two brothers, one is a false truth and the other is a true temperament, complementing each other.

"As for why the people from Beiyue Book House came here at this time," Zhen Xingqing paused and deliberately bought a secret. Seeing that Blind Jia was not taking the bait, he had to say the second half of the sentence without any interest, "Of course I just realized what the real treasure of Panlong Town is."

Jia Xiaozi shook his head and said, "The treasures of Panlong Town are nothing more than three items. Among them, Xingchao has been changed to many children here, which is one of them. However, after many years of layout of the Li Chun, Zhou Zhe has been included in the Tianqingsi Cabinet. The star tide's eyes fell on the drum tower in the town, which is the second, but it has also been taken first by Emperor Zheng Yanji Sect. What is left is the illusory star stone that has not yet appeared in the world. But Monk Kuhai has refined the town into a barrier of the world. If someone can find the star stone first, it must be him. What is left is nothing but some leftovers of leftovers, leaving me with scattered soldiers and brave men who come here to pick up bargains like this. Where is there any treasure?"

After hearing what Jia said, Zhen Xingqing smiled and picked up the wine pot to fill it up, saying, "Junior brother, after so many years, you are still the same old problem and your vision is too narrow."

As he spoke, he placed a peanut on the table, pointed at the peanuts and said, "This is Panlong Town. When you look at Panlong Town, what you should be blooming in the entire Central continent." After that, he pointed to the whole plate of peanuts placed aside.

Jia Daoli nodded thoughtfully, and only heard Zhen Xingqing continue to say: "In fact, the biggest treasure of Panlong Town is Panlong Town itself. Since the Star Tide, this place is one of the most suitable places for practice in the entire Zhongzhou. The most important thing is that this place has no real master."

Jia Xiaozi suddenly realized and said, "So Beiyue Academy sent someone here to take advantage of the unstable situation in the capital and Zhou Zhe came here to compete for territory with Tianqingsi when he returned to Beijing with the imperial edict!"

"Yes!" Zhen Xingqing nodded and smiled.

"No wonder Panlong Town is such a remote place, and a school office has been upgraded to an institution. No wonder Zhou Zhe brought Mr. Qian from the capital to sit here." Jia Jianzi murmured for a while, then looked up and asked, "Senior Brother, why are you here? Don't fool me with the excuse of watching the excitement. You have participated in all kinds of major events in the Great Zhou Dynasty in the name of watching the excitement. When did you not gain enough benefits for yourself? You said that we can take care of each other. Only here, you and I can still cooperate."

Zhen Xingqing smiled and shook her head, saying, "Junior brother, this time my senior brother is not for himself. In this life, he always has to do a few things that don't ask for reward but peace of mind, especially an old man like your senior brother who has been half-in-grounded."

Blind Jia frowned in skepticism.

Zhen Xingqing raised her last bite of glass and drank it all. The girl who had seen in Kyoto more than ten years ago was a heroic girl who had seen in Kyoto with a short sword in her hand.
Chapter completed!