Su Luo said, "I taught them how I taught you before. As for whether or not they can learn, and how much they can learn, it depends on their comprehension."
At the end, Su Luo added another sentence: "I will stay in the village for a while, and I will leave soon. If I learn it, it will not be a problem to rely on hunting to support my family and protect the village in the future."
What Su Luo taught was a set of basic exercises from the Yanhua dagger left by the beauty mother—
"Bi Luo Gong".
After many years, she is not applicable now, but for the people of Zhaojiacun, it is indeed the most useful.
Once these villagers started to practice, they were really serious.
Su Luo watched with her hands behind her back at first, but soon, she entered the room.
Because Zhao Er's injury still needs her treatment.
So Su Luo didn't see that when the villagers practiced the most basic boxing technique of "Bi Luo Gong Technique", every time they punched, there was a slight fluctuation in the air.
Just like a calm lake, there are ripples.
It was like a sleeping ancient beast that was being awakened.
Su Luo didn't know, so the Qinglong Emperor and others who were watching from the outside of the big screen didn't know either.
However, the national teacher who opened the door to the secret realm of Xiaoluo felt the strangeness in the air!
His originally tightly closed eyes suddenly popped open, his eyes were deep, sharp and shining!
There is a hint of excitement and joy!
"Master National Teacher?" Emperor Qinglong was the first to realize the emotional fluctuations of the National Teacher.
The national teacher hummed, with a serious face, nodded to Emperor Qinglong, and closed his eyes solemnly, as if he was entering deep meditation.
Emperor Qinglong couldn't help but glance at the national teacher...
I always feel that there is something wrong with the national teacher.
At this moment, a day has passed on the screen.
The next day will be bright, and everyone is already waiting in Zhao Er's courtyard.
The Bao Hu team also came on time, but their faces were not very good.
"Only brought ten sacks up the mountain?" Xu San glanced at Bao Hu's team, shook his head and said, "Too few, far from enough."
Bao Hu looked at Xu San with a neurotic look: "Not enough?"
Xu San: "Not enough, far from enough, at least ten more, no, twenty."
"Pfft—" Bao Hu burst out laughing and muttered, "It's ridiculous."
Xu San looked at him with a very complicated look.
This man is as stupid as he was before.
Before seeing Miss Yun hunting, he was also so ignorant, so stupid, stupid...short-sighted.
"You will regret it." Xu San shook his head and turned to instruct his team, "We have four sacks hanging on each of us."
This time, Zhao Yunqing looked at Xu San with strange eyes.
Xu San was full of confidence: "It's okay, just take it with me, I'm still worried that four are not enough."
"Cough cough—" Zhao Yunqing covered his lips and smiled, giving Xu San an angry look.
Brag when you brag, but don't brag too much, kid, right
"Set off-"
This group of young adults, led by Zhao Yunqing, was divided into two teams, Xu San Team and Bao Hu Team.
All the talents walked halfway up the mountain, and suddenly, Zhao Yunqing exclaimed!
"Wild boar!"
Everyone was amazed!
How come there are wild boars in the outermost periphery? And it's still a wild boar with horns on its head and barbed fangs at the corners of its mouth? !
Xu San took a few steps forward, crouched on the ground to check the soil, and frowned deeply: "In previous years, even if the wild boars went down the mountain, it was the coldest winter. They were so hungry that they would rush down the mountain and hurt people, but now— "