The slender figure walked away, Zhuyu stood there, watching her leave until her figure disappeared, and then she withdrew her gaze.

The people on the street saw him standing there, looking in one direction, and they felt confused, but they didn't say anything, and turned around and walked away in a hurry.

Luo Qingfeng returned to the place where the medicine poison would always live, and it was completely dark.

She did not disturb anyone, walked into her room and began to refine pills.

Now that the spiritual master is practicing, there is no need to be so anxious. It’s just this pill. She has some hope to reach the ninth grade soon.

It can reach the ninth grade, and many pills can be refined without trying.

What Mu Li said allows people with average talent to have certain talents, and ninth grade pills can also be achieved.

So now, she was very anxious about this and wanted to make it.

One night passed, Luo Qingfeng made a pill and was still energetic and could not see any fatigue.

When I walked out of the room, I saw Qian Yi sitting in the yard practicing.

He practices fists and feet, which are used to consolidate his body.

When Master Xuan practices, he must have excellent physique. Otherwise, no matter how fast he practices, he will only seek death.

Therefore, while ordinary people practice, they will also strengthen their own strength every day and strengthen their roots.

Qian didn't notice that Luo Qingfeng came out at all. He was addicted to his own world and focused on his own exercise.

Luo Qingfeng walked to the side and sat down. Looking at Qian's actions, he nodded with satisfaction, and the arc of his mouth deepened.

It's good.

He has realized this by practicing by himself.

It's just that I practiced, I don't know what boxing technique it is, it looks like...

Luo Qingfeng shook his head and sighed in his heart.

"You wait a little longer."

A familiar voice sounded, Qian stopped, turned around and looked in the direction where the sound came. He was very surprised to see Luo Qingfeng appear there.

He had been practicing martial arts and had no sound coming from behind at all.

"Who did you learn this from?" Luo Qingfeng walked over and looked at Qian suspiciously.

Qian scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "This."

He took out the thing from behind, and Luo Qingfeng looked speechless when he saw the content on it.

"This thing is not suitable for you." As she said that, flames burned in her hands and burned the book to ashes.

Qian saw that the thing was burned, and although he felt a little distressed, he didn't say anything after all.

He knew that the person in front of him was for his own good, otherwise this person would not say anything at all.

"Come on, look at my set."

As he said that, Luo Qingfeng made a gesture and unfolded his boxing skills. Every punch fell, which seemed gentle, but in fact it was as heavy as a thousand pounds!

Qian saw her actions, his eyes widened and did not dare to miss it at all.

After all, the person in front of him was teaching him!

Judging from the boxing techniques he used, it was completely different from his own. It was really amazing.

Qian looked excitedly, clasped his hands tightly, and then unconsciously fiddled with Luo Qingfeng.

Although his punches were not powerful, he tried his best to meet the standards of each one.

After a set of boxing techniques came down, Luo Qingfeng stood aside, and Qian also stopped, looking at Luo Qingfeng in confusion.

"Now you practice it for me. Power doesn't matter. Just standardize all postures, which is enough." Strength and other things can be practiced slowly in the future.
Chapter completed!