The field was completely silent.
The expression on Feng Yunsong's face, which looked like he was about to laugh at a joke, suddenly froze.
The sneer on He Yang's face disappeared instantly.
Yan Mei stared blankly at the iron rod in her hand that was broken into two pieces, and the muscles at the corners of her eyes began to twitch.
Nie Yunrong stood nearby, opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but ultimately did not dare to utter it.
There was also a look of astonishment on Sister Dao's face.
She knew that this guy would always make a big splash if he didn't make a move, but she never expected that he could break the iron rod that was made of black iron with just an ordinary-looking wooden stick...
Just used it for a while...
There was silence for a while.
Luo Qingzhou put away the stick, stared at the woman in front of him for a few seconds, and said: "Senior Sister Yan, we just agreed that if the stick is broken, no compensation, no crying..."
“Woo—”
Before he could finish his words, Yan Mei suddenly squatted on the ground, hugged her black iron stick, and started to sob loudly. Her face was instantly covered with tears and she was heartbroken.
Luo Qingzhou: “…”
Sister Dao came close to him and whispered, "Chu Feiyang, let's go to the back to practice."
Luo Qingzhou didn't dare to stay any longer and immediately followed her away.
"Don't worry. When you two spar, you will bear the consequences yourself. Even if she reports it to the master, you will not be held responsible."
Sister Dao snorted coldly, a hint of gloating appeared on her face, and she finally let out the anger in her heart.
"We didn't provoke her at all. She has been sneering and mocking us since last night. She deserves it."
Luo Qingzhou said: "It really is what he deserves."
Sister Dao turned her head and glanced at him, saying, "Chu Feiyang, thank you for venting my anger. If you hadn't stood up just now, I would definitely have been so angry that I would have gone up there anyway. At that time, I would have been the one in trouble."
Luo Qingzhou said: "I am just venting my anger. If I hadn't considered the sect rules, I would have hit her on the head with a stick. I can bear the anger at home, but I will never endure it outside."
Sister Dao couldn't help but laugh and said, "At home, you are the elegant and gentle scholar Mr. Luo; but outside, you are the cunning, ruthless warrior Chu Feiyang, right?"
Luo Qingzhou did not admit it: "Chu Feiyang is just not offending others unless they offend me. Senior sister, have you ever seen him hurt others for no reason?"
Sister Dao thought about it and said, "Indeed not."
Luo Qingzhou said: "As a warrior, if you are not tough and ruthless, you can't survive in this world, right?"
Sister Dao said, "You are right. It's just like when you killed people in the Blackwood Forest. If you didn't kill them then, they would have killed you in the future. If we had just given in and dared not say anything, then in the future, they would have probably intensified their efforts and prevented us from practicing normally."
Luo Qingzhou said: "That's right. I just want to practice quietly and don't want to cause any trouble. But if someone bullies me, I will naturally not let him bully me. And I'm not weaker than them, so what am I afraid of?"
Sister Dao smiled and said, "You are very confident."
Then he asked curiously, "However, what kind of treasure is that wooden stick of yours? How come it is so hard? Senior Sister Yan's black iron stick is not simple. It can even break ordinary steel. You actually broke it easily with one stick. It's incredible."
Luo Qingzhou shrugged and said, "I don't know what kind of treasure it is, but I know it's very hard. Ordinary weapons are really not as hard as it. Of course, I don't know how to use a stick, so I can't use it in battle. If she hadn't been so arrogant and had used a stick to compete with me, I don't think I would have been able to resist it with it."
Sister Dao looked at him and said, "If you don't hold the stick, but use your fists, can you fend it off?"
Luo Qingzhou thought for a moment and said, "If I use my fists, she probably won't be able to resist."
Sister Dao raised her eyebrows and said, "So confident? She has been in the middle stage of martial artist for two years. Master said that she has better talent than Senior Brother He and may be about to break through. You have only just entered the middle stage of martial artist not long ago."
Luo Qingzhou said: "Then just pretend I didn't say anything."
The two came to the martial arts training ground in the backyard.
Sister Dao went to the left corner to practice her sword skills.
Luo Qingzhou went to the open space on the right, sat cross-legged, and practiced the demon clan's internal energy skills that Sister Yue had "translated" for him.
It is said to be the internal energy of the demon race, but in fact it seems to be a method tailor-made for humans. Whether it is the direction of the breath or the description of each acupoint and meridian, it is extremely consistent with the human body structure.
He was not a fool, so he naturally knew that this martial art was not really translated from the martial arts of the demon clan.
Obviously, it was given to him by Sister Yue.
That's why he regarded the other person as his best friend with whom he had a spiritual connection, and what he said that night was sincere.
Regardless of whether the other party will help him again in the future, he will treat the other party with sincerity and gratitude.
From the middle to late stages of martial arts training, the cultivation of internal skills occupies a larger proportion.
Because a blood transfusion is needed.
The so-called blood transfusion does not mean replacing the blood in the body with other blood, but to refine it into the purest blood and remove the impurities in it.
Therefore, internal skills are the most important.
Breathe in and out, and let the breath in your body drive the blood to circulate throughout the body. Use the mental method to temper it in the heart, then let it flow to the limbs and bones, and then return to the heart, repeating this tempering until it is sublimated.
In addition to practicing internal skills, you also need to practice boxing or do intense weight training. You should practice until you are exhausted each time, emptying all the internal force in your Danhai and draining the power of all the acupoints in your body. This will allow the heart to better temper the blood.
Only by combining the two can the blood in the body gradually undergo a qualitative change, allowing the organs throughout the body to become stronger and withstand the final impact to advance.
Therefore, Luo Qingzhou was not in a hurry to ask for other skills.
He has the internal strength and boxing skills. As long as he is provided with a training environment and resources, he can naturally break through to the late stage of martial artist.
Of course, he also has the help of the Sun and Moon Mirror.
So one month should be enough.
When he breaks through to the late stage of martial artist and goes to the sect headquarters, he will have more opportunities to obtain better training resources.
Potions, skills, etc. are all easily available.
He silently outlined his future training blueprint in his mind for a while, then closed his eyes and began to practice.
When practicing internal skills, once you enter the state, you will forget everything around you, as if you have entered another world.
Time flies.
When he opened his eyes again, it was noon.
Sister Dao had been waiting for him for a long time and didn't dare to disturb him. After seeing him open his eyes and finish his training, she asked curiously, "Chu Feiyang, what kind of internal energy are you practicing? I just felt that there seemed to be air flowing out of your head, ears, and pores. We usually exhale through our mouths and noses, but you can exhale everywhere in your body. No wonder you are practicing so fast."
Luo Qingzhou stood up and said, "My friend gave it to me. I don't know what kind of internal skill it is."
Sister Dao gossiped, "Which friend? Chu Feiyang doesn't have many friends. Could it be that Miss Nangong gave it to you? She does have the resources to give you."
Luo Qingzhou said: "It's not her, it's another friend."
Seeing that he didn't want to talk more, Sister Dao didn't ask any more questions, even though she was curious. She said, "Let's go and have dinner. Junior Sister Nie came over just now and saw that you were practicing, so she didn't disturb you."
Luo Qingzhou asked: "Why is she here?"
Sister Dao said, "She said that Sister Yan took the black iron stick that you broke this morning and went to Master crying to complain. Master came out and asked about the details, then scolded her and ignored her."
Luo Qingzhou asked: "And then?"
Sister Dao shrugged and said, "Then Senior Sister Yan left crying. Senior Brother He knew a weapon refining master and took her to find that weapon refining master."
Luo Qingzhou didn't say anything else.
Dao Jie said, "Don't worry, even if it can't be repaired, you don't have to pay for it. Master's attitude is very clear. If you are willing to accept the loss, you can't blame others."
The two of them had lunch and continued to practice in the backyard.
Luo Qingzhou continued to practice his internal skills.
Soon it was evening.
After saying something to Sun Jiang, the two of them left together.
Luo Qingzhou was afraid that he would be caught by Princess Nangong again, so after leaving the alley, he separated from Sister Dao and took a detour home without passing through Alley 18.
Even though the other person said "goodbye", what if he was deliberately trying to confuse him
He had abused the other person so many times. Given the princess's character, how could she let him go
So he still has to be careful.
Walk in the alleys more and on the main streets less. At the same time, stay in the alleys and observe whether anyone is following you.
In addition to being on guard against Princess Nangong, he also had to be on guard against Concubine Zhang and the future imperial concubine named Zhang Yan'er.
Those people will definitely not give up.
Be careful along the way and get home safely.
When he returned to the Exiled Immortal Residence, Xiaodie was collecting quilts and clothes in the courtyard. Seeing him coming back, she hurriedly said, "Sir, Sister Bailing came to see you just now and asked you to tell a story tonight."
Luo Qingzhou asked: "Is there anyone else looking for me today?"
Xiaodie shook her head and said, "No. Sister Qiu'er came here, but she didn't come to see the master. She came to play with me. She talked to me for a while and then left."
Hearing this, Luo Qingzhou asked curiously, "What did she tell you?"
Xiaodie said: "We just chatted for a while, talking about embroidery, making clothes and stockings, nothing else."
Luo Qingzhou nodded and was about to enter the house when there was a sudden thunder in the sky with a "boom".
Looking up, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and the sun that had fallen to the top of the mountain had long disappeared without a trace.
The wind began to pick up, rustling the branches and leaves.
Xiaodie quickly took the quilt back into the house and said, "Sir, it's going to rain. Please stay in the house. I will bring you dinner."
Luo Qingzhou helped her collect the quilts and clothes.
Xiaodie hurried out the door.
"call-"
The wind outside was getting stronger, making the courtyard door creak.
Thunder rumbled in the sky from time to time.
Dark clouds began to roll in, the light began to dim, and a rainstorm was about to come.
Xiaodie soon came back with a sumptuous dinner.
After the master and servant finished eating, they started to boil water for a bath.
Luo Qingzhou took a medicinal bath and changed into a clean Confucian robe.
Seeing that raindrops began to fall outside, he didn't dare to delay any longer. He immediately took the oil-paper umbrella, said goodbye to Xiaodie, and went out.
Xiaodie said worriedly at the door: "Sir, if it rains hard later, don't come back. You can't see at night, and the ground is slippery, don't fall."
Luo Qingzhou agreed, opened his umbrella, hurried out the door, and went to Lingchan Moon Palace.
After he left, Xiaodie went over and closed the door, then said to herself: The young master will not stay there, and even if he wants to stay, he will stay with the second young lady.
She couldn't help but think of the scene when the young master and the young lady got married, and she sighed.
"The young lady is actually quite nice..."
She felt so sorry.
Although the second young lady was also very nice, and was especially gentle and caring towards her, and never treated her as a servant, she still felt that the eldest young lady was also very nice, but she just didn't like to talk.
When the master and servant first arrived at the Qin Mansion, they were very nervous, thinking that they would be treated like servants and suffer hardships and humiliation. After all, the young master was a daughter-in-law. But they had never expected that they would be dressed in fine clothes and eat delicious food, have their own courtyard, and have no one bullying them. They lived a fairy-like life.
Isn’t this all because of the eldest lady
Although the eldest lady seemed to have done nothing, she gave them the status and respect of master and servant, so naturally the other people in the Qin Mansion did not dare to act rashly.
Of course, the only thing that made the eldest lady unhappy was that she would not live with the young master after marriage, and she even set a rule that the young master could only sleep with her once a month...
Xiaodie went into the house, thinking about the past.
After a while, she touched her belly again and sighed, "I don't know when I can get pregnant with your baby."
“Boom!”
There was thunder outside again.
Then, raindrops began to fall.
Lingchan Moon Palace.
Bailing opened the door holding a flower umbrella and took Luo Qingzhou into the house.
Luo Qingzhou thought he had to go to the back garden to tell the eldest lady the story, but Bailing took him into Xia Chan's room and said, "Uncle, it's raining outside, so we won't go out. The young lady is feeling a little unwell, so she should rest in the room. Uncle, just tell me and Chanchan a story tonight."
When Luo Qingzhou heard this, he quickly asked, "What's wrong with the young lady?"
Bai Ling smiled and said, "It's okay, I just feel a little uncomfortable. I'll be fine after two days of sleep."
Luo Qingzhou frowned and said, "Should I go and take a look?"
Bai Ling looked at him and said, "Sir, the young lady is sleeping in her room now. Are you sure you want to go and see her? It didn't matter before, but now, Sir and the young lady are no longer husband and wife. I'm afraid it's a little inappropriate, right?"
Luo Qingzhou thought for a moment and nodded, "It is indeed inappropriate. Has the Second Miss been here?"
Bai Ling said: "I didn't tell anyone else, I just told you, uncle. Don't worry, you're fine, just take a good rest."
Luo Qingzhou finally felt relieved. He looked around the room and asked, "Where's Chanchan?"
Bai Ling said, "She should be in the young lady's room. She will come over when she falls asleep. Uncle, can you tell me a story first? I want to hear the story of Guo'er and Xiao Longnu. Chanchan probably won't like it, so there's no need to wait for her."
Luo Qingzhou walked to the window, opened it, took a look at the autumn rain outside, and said, "Let's wait for her, so that we don't have to tell her again later."
Bai Ling thought for a moment and said, "Sir, why don't you tell me another story tonight? I think Miss also likes the story of Guo'er and Xiao Longnu. Especially when Sir told me about Guo'er and Xiao Longnu's cohabitation in the ancient tomb, I saw Miss listened very seriously."
Luo Qingzhou turned his head and looked at her, and said, "Are you sure?"
Bai Ling nodded and said, "Yes, I am sure. When the uncle mentioned that Xiao Long Nu drove her away, I saw that the young lady looked dazed and seemed to be sad when they separated."
Luo Qingzhou was stunned, and imagined how the young lady looked when she was sad. For some reason, he felt inexplicably distressed.
When a beautiful girl like that is sad, I'm afraid even the flowers and birds will be moved.
Luo Qingzhou thought for a moment and said, "Then I will tell you and Chanchan another story tonight, "Swordsman", a story about love, hatred, and conspiracy in the martial arts world."
When Bai Ling heard this, she immediately said, "Son-in-law, I don't want to hear about conspiracies and intrigues. I want to hear about love, like the story of Guo'er and his aunt."
Luo Qingzhou thought for a moment and said, "Love? How about a love story with one man and multiple women?"
Bai Ling was slightly startled when she heard this, then she looked at him strangely, and suddenly smiled and said, "Sure, as long as the story is interesting, I will listen."
Luo Qingzhou nodded and said, "It will definitely be exciting. I'll tell you about it later when Chanchan comes back."
The two talked for a while, then looked up at the door and found that Xia Chan was already standing there. They didn't know how long she had been there.
"Chanchan, come in quickly, the uncle wants to tell a story."
Bailing hurried over and pulled her in, then impatiently closed the door and said excitedly, "Son-in-law, we can start now. What's the name of the story?"
Luo Qingzhou said: "Xiao Bao and His Wives."
When Bai Ling heard this, she curled her lips secretly, but her face was full of smiles, and she said crisply: "Sir, tell me quickly."
Luo Qingzhou pondered for a moment and began to speak.
"The north wind is as sharp as a knife, and the ground is covered with frost..."
Bailing took off her shoes, revealing a pair of slender feet in pink stockings. She sat on the bed and listened with her eyes wide open.
Xia Chan sat on the edge of the bed, sword in hand, listening with a cold face.
Luo Qingzhou sometimes walked around the bed, sometimes went to the window and looked outside, and spoke vividly.
The story continued until Xiaobao was forced to enter the palace and met Princess Jianning, and then stopped.
"Okay, it's getting late, so I'll stop here for tonight. I have to get up early tomorrow to study, so I'll continue tomorrow night."
Luo Qingzhou looked out the window and prepared to leave.
“Boom!”
At this moment, another thunder suddenly sounded outside.
Xia Chan, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, trembled with fear, clenched the sword in her hand, and her little face turned slightly pale.
Bailing begged hurriedly, "Sir, it's raining heavily outside and it's thundering. Please talk for a while longer and leave after the rain stops."
Luo Qingzhou looked out the window and said, "Autumn rain is not a shower. I'm afraid it will last for several days. It won't stop so easily."
Bailing glanced at Xia Chan and said softly, "Son-in-law, Chanchan is afraid of thunder. How about you stay here tonight and tell us stories all night?"
Luo Qingzhou turned around and looked at the girl sitting beside the bed. Her face was pale and her body seemed to be trembling. He couldn't help but think of the night he spent with her under the bridge.
“Boom!”
At this moment, another thunder sounded outside the window.
The girl trembled and her face turned even paler.
Luo Qingzhou quickly closed the window, walked to the bed and said, "Chanchan, go to bed quickly. Son-in-law will not leave tonight. I will stay here and tell you stories."
“Yeah!”
Bailing immediately cheered and said excitedly, "Sir, please keep your word and don't leave again later."
Then he said with a smile: "Son-in-law, help Chanchan take off her shoes quickly. You should also take off your shoes and come up. Sit on the bed and talk. Let's pull down the curtains so that Chanchan won't be scared when she sees the lightning outside the window."
Luo Qingzhou glanced at her, then glanced at the pale-faced girl beside the bed, and without further hesitation, he squatted on the ground and said, "Chanchan, come here, let me help you take off your shoes and socks."