As the old saying goes, if a person who practices martial arts wants to achieve great things, he needs to practice Sanjiu in winter and Sanfu in summer, cultivate both inside and outside, and take into account both fists and feet. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It's about the hard-working appearance of a martial artist, and although Mo Wushuang was a little excited for a while after accepting this disciple, he had already shrunk into the quilt and regretted it on the second day.

"Knock knock!"

"Master Wushuang! You said last night that martial arts cultivators can't covet momentary pleasures, they need to smell the chicken every day, and only after three watches can they stop. ”

"It's time for the morning now, and if you don't get up again, you won't even be able to get a place on the school grounds!"

As Luo Xiaojiu shrank in the corner and snickered, Mo Wushuang had to lift the brocade quilt and put his head in disarray at the head of the bed, really regretting it for a while last night.

"Sister, when have you ever smelled a chicken dancing?" Luo Xiaojiu bent his eyes, and then put his clothes on the head of Mo Wushuang's bed and laughed.

"I've always had such good habits before I met you."

Mo Wushuang's face was a little unbearable, so he had to reach out and put on the clothes he was practicing for, and then waited until the cleaning was finished before he pushed open the door and saw the reckless food box sent into the house.

"Sister Xiangling said, it's rare that Master Wushuang will get up so early, as the so-called plan of the year lies in the spring, and the plan of the day lies in the morning, breakfast must not be as foolish as in the past!"

As he spoke, he brought out a bowl of meat porridge and a few side dishes that exuded a rich and mellow aroma, which really made Mo Wushuang's abdomen feel his index finger move, and he even swallowed his saliva in anger.

"Wow, four dishes, one porridge and one soup, it seems that Sister Xiangling made it early according to the standards of Cuiyan Pavilion earlier!"

hurriedly beckoned Luo Xiaojiu to come over and eat together, but unexpectedly, Mangzi leaned against the table with his hands down, staring at himself with a pair of eyes.

"Sister Xiangling said, the apprentice must be on the side of the master's meal, if the master has something that needs to be cooked, he can help deal with it in time."

Well, Mo Wushuang suddenly found out now that this kid was instilled with a lot of rules by Xiangling, and he was unwilling to let go of his identity no matter how he advised, which directly caused Mo Wushuang's original arrogant eating appearance to be restrained a lot.

An apprentice obeys the rules so much, is the embarrassment of being a master so sloppy?

After the meal, Mangzi, as a poor child from the countryside, naturally would not be lazy, and immediately cleaned up the table, and when he went out to wash the dishes and chopsticks, Mo Wushuang hurriedly got up and sent Luo Xiaojiu to Xiangling's kitchen, so as to ask her what the hell she was thinking about.

"By the way, help me go to Di Huaiying and ask where the files for the first practice of basic martial arts are, I don't want to be unable to say anything when this kid asks questions for a while."

Luo Xiaojiu touched his nose when he heard this, and his eyes looked at Mo Wushuang's face full of doubt.

"How did my sister practice martial arts when she was a child?"

"Can that be the same? I'm a girl, and my delicate and expensive father naturally doesn't demand me as much as a normal boy. ”

"What's more, my exercises can only be the internal strength of the Mo family and the reverse blade, that's right! And add the Zhenjiumen, what do you think I can teach him? ”

The Mo family's reverse blade knife was the famous knife technique of Mo Linshan earlier, and it is also one of the best knife skills in the entire Tang Dynasty, and it cannot be passed on unless the Mo family.

Mo Wushuang didn't dare to touch the family rules set by his father, so he had to hit the idea on Zhenjiumen, but what could he do with his internal strength?

If this kid wants to practice weapons in the future, and he doesn't know how to teach it?

Thinking about these tedious things, Mo Wushuang felt that his head was big for a while, and his eyes immediately flickered over the invitation card in front of the table, and suddenly remembered that Gangzi and Uncle Xue might have experience in this area.

"After three days, let's think of something to prevaricate first."

Fortunately, Luo Xiaojiu's speed was extremely fast, and he sent back several volumes of practice files commonly used in Dali Temple before Mangzi returned.

When Mo Wushuang hurriedly checked, he had to secretly pinch a cold sweat at the hard work of learning martial arts and cultivating in it.

"Carrying 100 pounds of iron sand in the school field, walking 30,000 steps a day and practicing legs; Then I squatted on the school field for three hours and practiced the ......"

Just the first two items, Mo Wushuang couldn't bear to continue reading after reading it, thinking that it was fortunate that he had been taken care of by his father since he was a child, if it was an ordinary child's martial arts practice, it would really be a layer of skin!

"Are you sure you got the wrong book? How do I feel like the schema inside is being punished? As he spoke, Mo Wushuang turned the scroll over, and sure enough, he saw that there were basic words written on it.

"Don't worry, that sick man said that he also wanted to practice martial arts to strengthen his body since he was a child, but later because the cultivation burden was too heavy, it has been delayed until now."

"But one thing is for sure, the basic exercises of this Dali Temple are specifically for cultivating fast catching, although there is more suffering, but the effect is much faster than that of ordinary martial arts halls!"

Hearing this, it happened that Mangzi rushed back from outside the door, and Mo Wushuang hurriedly stuffed the scroll under the pillow when he saw this, and at this moment he could only cough softly in the face of Mangzi's expectant gaze.

"Boy, are you afraid of being tired?"

"Don't be afraid! As long as you can learn martial arts, it doesn't matter how tired you are! ”

It's good to have faith, I think when I was a child, I was just a little tired and often retreated, if it weren't for Mo Lin Mountain running into the mountain every day to catch myself, I'm afraid that now I might still be in the stage of a second-rate martial artist!

"Sister, you really plan to train with him!"

Luo Xiaojiu was surprised, looked at Mo Wushuang who was packing up his things, drove Mangzi out of the room, and then asked with a little loneliness beside him.

"He doesn't look at you right!"

"Don't worry, once he starts to cultivate kung fu, he won't have the energy to look at me......"

Mo Wushuang didn't care, put on his back a few volumes of bamboo slips and the basic booklet of practice, turned around and pushed open the door, and when he arrived at the school with the little apprentice, he was greeted by the surprised eyes of the audience.

Why did the peerless girl get up so early? And come to the school to practice at this time?

Just when everyone was secretly happy in the scene of practicing with beauties, the latter dragged a chaise longue, brought a straw hat and a homemade parasol, and stretched out his hand lazily to hook his finger at the catcher who was hitting the wooden stake.

"Peerless girl, do you have something to call me?"

Seeing the excitement, the catcher wiped the sweat on his body, and came to the side of this aunt with the hostile eyes of everyone in the audience, but looking at the expressions, it was obvious that these catchers who were full of muscles were thinking too much.

"This little brother, when you first entered Dali Temple before, you all distributed special tools for practice, right?"

"Well, that's right!"

"Lend it to me, this kid is the little apprentice I recently accepted, and he is lacking these items when he practices martial arts."

"Haha, of course it's okay for the peerless girl to speak! Anyway, it's also in the house, and it can be used by this little brother, and that's when it exerts its residual heat! ”

"Then let's trouble one more thing, let's see him help teach some basic boxing and leg techniques after he finishes practicing, the skills and exercises I practice are not suitable for a boy like him to learn."

Mangzi was on the sidelines, silently watching Mo Wushuang throw out the task of teaching, holding his forehead and sighing deeply.

"Master Wushuang, that... What do you do? ”

"You must know that lack of sleep is a woman's natural enemy, and during the time you practice, I will make up for sleep here!" Mo Wushuang replied as usual. (Mangzi: Oh my God!) She also knows she's a woman! ）