Before dawn, Zhao Xu had already woken up naturally, dressed up, came to the table and drank the teacup, a glass of water in the morning is beneficial, of course, warm water 1 is the best, but now there is no such condition, and it is not at home, the snacks on the plate were finally eliminated by Li Huan, besides, Zhao Xu is not hungry.

Pushed open the door, opened his arms, greedily breathed in the fresh air, who knows how much Li Huan's fart he sucked in one night, he didn't dare to open the window, there were too many mosquitoes......

Stretch your body and sway to the front yard.

The plan of the day lies in the morning, Zhao Xu began the great cause of cultivation, first squatting on the horse, closing his eyes, calming down, adjusting his breathing, and constantly practicing the five-step boxing in his mind.

Zhao Xu has a black-clothed faceless villain in his mind, a small world of his own, this villain keeps waving his fists and feet with Zhao Xu's mind, and it is the five-step boxing, Zhao Xu thought of this method in order to make the five-step boxing more proficient, and it is also true.

Zhao Xu also thought about using other boxing moves to create his own boxing method, but the villain in his mind couldn't even look down on Zhao Xu's self-created boxing method with Zhao Xu's intention, it was simply a set of Wang Baquan, which was miserable, so he simply stopped thinking about this, or practiced five-step boxing first, and then went back to consider the matter of creating his own boxing method after learning from the teacher with a higher realm and experience.

As for why Zhao Xu wants to create his own boxing method, one: At present, Zhao Xu will only know the way of five-step boxing that can be learned, and he is proficient in practice, only less fighting, as long as he insists on practicing every day and punching every day, then the five-step boxing is only time, and Zhao Xu's realm of practicing five-step boxing is almost to the point of forgetting to sleep and eat day and night.

Two: Lazy, I want to take a shortcut, Zhao Xu is not stupid, on the contrary, he is smarter than his peers, so he has to use his head to make himself easier in order to be lazy. Therefore, it is natural to fight the boxing created by oneself than to fight the boxing of others, and it is natural and has a lot less trouble.

Three: Boring, this doesn't need to be said.

And Zhao Xu himself also personally created his own boxing method a few times, but he always felt strange, the moves were strange, the movements were strange, everything was strange, there was no boxing at all, and he could tire himself to death after playing a set, so he simply gave up this unrealistic idea and obediently practiced five-step boxing.

Just when Zhao Xu was squatting on the horse, he didn't know when a monk came, swept the ground, and ignored Zhao Xu, and Zhao Xu was closed, and people didn't pay attention to him, so he didn't care, and continued his horse steps.

After a while, maybe it was swept to himself, the monk paused, Zhao Xu also opened his eyes and looked at the monk, tall and thin, with a kind face, nodded at Zhao Xu, and then shook his head gently, signaling Zhao Xu not to get up and give way, I saw that the monk picked up the broom and fanned it gently, and used the wind to blow away the infusion dust under Zhao Xu's feet, do you think this is the only thing that is powerful? What's even more powerful is that Zhao Xu's steady horse step was almost blown down by the wind......

What is this concept......

Zhao Xu was dumbfounded, and a sweeping monk almost blew himself down with the wind...... Master......

When Zhao Xu was dumbfounded, the monk had already left with a broom.

What Zhao Xu didn't know was that this sweeping monk was actually the host of this temple, that is, the handle...... Ha ha.

As for why a host would get up before dawn and sweep the floor in the front yard......

Well...... Because the host got up early and was idle and had nothing to do, he was used to sweeping the floor and sprinkling water at this point every morning, and he had been doing it for more than ten years, and the monks in the courtyard had long been used to it...

And today, as usual, the host who came to sweep the floor found that there was a young man who got up first and squatted in front of the courtyard, nodding secretly, those little monks in the courtyard, the old monks, there is the one who can get up early to practice like the young man in front of him, and the monk is not as good as a child, alas~ The old monk sighed secretly.

What a good boy......

The host who went to pick up two buckets of water and came back to prepare to sprinkle the water saw where Zhao Xu was still squatting and walking, flat and stable, which had some meaning.

The monk sprinkled water, came to Zhao Xu's side, and went around, not bad.

"Little doll, squat"

Zhao Xu had already noticed it the moment the host came to his side, but he ignored it.

Hearing the words of this monk at this time, Zhao Xu also understood what this monk was going to do......

Zhao Xu opened his eyes, hey, I'm still squatting, I haven't slackened, okay, just try it......

The host walked to the back of Zhao Xu's side and kicked Zhao Xu's calf gently, yes, it was quite stable, and then pressed Zhao Xu's left shoulder with one palm, slowly exerting strength, Zhao Xu's chassis also slowly decreased with the monk's strength, and finally stabilized, and Zhao Xu was already sweating profusely, and the sky was bright at this time.

"Very good, useful kung fu, get up"

Zhao Xu struggled to straighten his legs, but he still panted and wiped the sweat from his head.

"Okay, just punch hard, you're welcome"

The monk gradually became interested, squatted on the horse, stretched out a punch, and the fist turned into a palm, signaling Zhao Xu to punch the palm.

Whew~ Zhao Xu adjusted his breathing, squatted up again, put his hands into fists on his waist, adjusted his state, and then punched the monk's palm with all his strength.

It's just an ordinary straight punch, simple, direct and powerful.

The monk got up, smiled and nodded, meaning this.

"Little doll, what's your name?"

The old monk's voice is very gentle, comfortable to listen to, and a very close feeling.

"My name is Zhao Xu"

"Oh, Zhao Xu, you get up early every day to erect a pile?"

"I just started practicing boxing, and no one taught me, so I had to work harder, so I got up earlier and practiced more."

Zhao Xu scratched his head, very shy.

"Uh-huh...... It is rare to be able to endure hardships at a young age, and it is unusual to practice martial arts, you must be down-to-earth step by step, and you will achieve high results with more effort, and I don't know how long it has been since I met someone like you who has such an appetite...... And it's a teenager ......."

This old monk is not like other monks, he always feels that he is saying that he is a pig... Donor... Or this old monk is naturally comfortable to speak.

"Little doll, if you want to stay in the monastery for a while, I can teach you, provided that you will still be like today, get up early, practice hard, of course, it will be more bitter than you used to, but relatively, you will become stronger, tomorrow will be stronger than today, the day after tomorrow will be stronger than tomorrow, how about staying?"

The old monk was interested, so he wanted to leave Zhao Xu to accompany him to pass the time, and as for teaching Zhao Xu, it was naturally true, and the monks did not speak.

Zhao Xu looked at the old monk who was smiling at him, he was at a loss, it was too sudden, could this be the guidance of the old forest in the deep mountains that appeared in the novel story?