"Do you really want to practice martial arts?"

Ying Hao wiped the tea that had just been sprayed from the top of his mouth with his hand and asked.

Ying Xuan took out a white cloth from his chest speechlessly, wiped all the tea leaves on his face, glanced at Ying Hao and said, "Isn't it just looking for you to ask for that crape myrtle recipe, as for spraying water on my face?" ”

"This crape myrtle recipe is brought by my Ying ancestor from the Shenzhou Continent at this time, and it is not mine, you have to learn it, I don't care. It's just that I didn't expect you kid to suddenly open up, which scared me. ”

Ying Xuan pursed his lips and asked, "Didn't you let me practice martial arts?" ”

"I let you practice martial arts? I've been talking to you about this for five or six years, and I haven't seen you hear it. ”

Ying Hao said, got up and walked to the side of the big bed, opened the dark compartment under the bed, and took out a lilac book.

Ying Xuan watched Ying Hao walk towards him with Ziwei Jue, and explained, "Isn't it less than a month before the two of us go to the Great Song Dynasty, it's better to learn a little martial arts to defend ourselves." ”

Hearing Ying Xuan say this, Ying Hao said arrogantly: "With the eldest brother by your side, what are you afraid of, who can hurt you in my hands?" ”

Ying Xuan glanced at the stinky Ying Hao, and ruthlessly debunked, "Not necessarily, not to mention Yue Fei, the generalissimo of the Great Song Dynasty, even the seven generals of the Yang family under him are all good at recruiting and fighting, you may not be able to do anything." ”

"Smack!"

When Ying Hao heard this, his temper suddenly came up, and he slapped his palm on the table and said, "Hmph! When I wait for the Great Song Dynasty, I will definitely put this Yang family into good order, so that you can see how powerful your eldest brother is! ”

"I'm going to practice!"

There is no more, Ying Xuan knows very well that if he continues to speak, Ying Hao is only afraid that he will swim to the Great Song Dynasty and Yue Fei Yang's family will compete.

After escaping from Ying Hao's side, Ying Xuan couldn't wait to return to the room to practice with the crape myrtle recipe, and when he thought that this crape myrtle recipe might be the same as the martial arts cheats written in martial arts novels, Ying Xuan couldn't help but be excited and quickened his pace......

When Ying Xuan read the whole Ziwei recipe in the room, he was a little disappointed. The general meaning of this crape myrtle recipe is to replace the impurity in the body with the pure qi of the outside world by spitting in, so that the internal organs, limbs and bones seem to be reborn. It can't reach the sword qi released in the novel, and the like in the air.

However, Ying Xuan is not greedy, if he continues to practice according to the mental formula in this crape myrtle formula, he can still do it if he jumps a few meters high and bursts out with a punch of hundreds of catties.

At this time, Ying Xuan had to admire the ancient masters for being able to come up with such a mysterious method. It's a pity that in the previous life, Chinese martial arts were already on the verge of being lost, and even real masters in the previous life were hiding from the world, leaving a better stage for those who passed on the fake. Unlike today, martial arts and academic factions emerge in an endless stream, each not giving in to each other, and there is a scene of a hundred schools of thought contending in the Warring States in the past.

For the next three days, Ying Xuan stayed behind closed doors, practicing the Liufeng Sword Technique and Ziwei Jue.

I don't know if it's because I read too many martial arts novels in my previous life, the sword path expounded in the Liufeng swordsmanship Ying Xuan is a little clear, according to Master Ma, it takes at least a month to practice the basic moves of the eighteen moves, but Ying Xuan has practiced the basic moves thoroughly in just three days, but the perception of the artistic conception has not yet entered the room.

When Lianliuyun swordsmanship, Ying Xuan always felt that there were many similarities between the words in the artistic conception of this sword and the one expounded in the novel. It's just that crape myrtle recipe, but it gave Ying Xuan a headache, and after practicing for three whole days, Ying Xuan didn't feel any changes in his body except that he felt a little refreshed.

In the small courtyard, Ying Xuan was dressed in white, holding a simple sword in his hand, his wrist turned, turned into several sword shadows, and stabbed at a willow tree in the small courtyard!

Whew!

In an instant, the shadow of the sword flew sideways, and more than a dozen wicker strands fell from the willow tree and fell to the ground.

"Second brother, I'm sending you something good!"

Before he could take away the sword, he saw Ying Hao coming in with a wine jar weighing more than 20 catties.

Rub!

After Ying Xuan put the sword into the scabbard and put it on the table, he greeted him and said with a smile, "Big brother, I'm practicing swords, not drunken swords!" ”

"Drunken Sword... What kind of swordsmanship is that? Isn't it amazing? ”

Ying Hao thought for a while, he really hadn't heard of this sword technique, and asked at the exit.

Ying Xuan paused and replied, "Uh... It's ok."

Ying Hao smiled, put the two large jars of wine in his hand on the stone table in the middle of the courtyard, patted it and said, "Don't talk about that, you see what I brought you!" ”

Ying Xuan suddenly remembered what Ying Hao said to himself in the hunting ground warehouse that day, and said, "Big brother, this is not the ...... a few days ago."

Ying Hao patted the wine jar and said, "Not bad!" You are practicing crape myrtle now, I think when I practiced back then, it took half a month to react slightly, and it took three months to get started! You are blessed, it would be much easier if you matched this! ”

Ying Xuan looked at Ying Hao's serious look and said suspiciously, "It's really fake..."

"Don't believe it! If you don't believe me, ask the chef of Win Mansion if I often eat some tigers, leopards, snakes, and bears! Ever since I ate those things, my qi has become more intense than before, and my progress in cultivating the crape myrtle technique has been five layers faster than before! And the effect of this wine is even better, I tried the jar of tiger bone wine, and the breath exhaled was seven layers more than usual! ”

Looking at Ying Xuan's disbelieving eyes, Ying Hao explained anxiously.

Ying Xuan saw that Ying Hao's face was serious and he had already believed most of it, suppressed the joy in his heart, and said, "Whether it works or not, the younger brother has inherited the eldest brother's heart!" ”

Ying Hao patted Ying Xuan on the shoulder, "You and my brother, you don't have to be like this!" This is what a big brother should do! ”

"Okay, don't be stunned, feel like try the effect of this wine! This wine is very strong, you can drink a pound a day at most, don't drink too much, otherwise the effect will not be so good! ”

Ying Xuan nodded, and when he saw that Ying Hao was leaving, he said, "Big brother, you're here, don't you plan to accompany your little brother for a few moves?" How is the little brother learning these days? ”

Ying Hao listened to a sense of war in his eyes, and suddenly thought of Ying Ke's instructions to him the day before yesterday, and the fire that was ignited was immediately extinguished.

"Hey, my father has arranged an errand for me to supervise a thing made in Ying's workshop, and if I don't go over on time every day, I won't be allowed to accompany you on this trip."

"Don't talk about it, I'm going to the workshop!"

Ying Hao raised his hand and walked out of the small courtyard......

Looking at the back of Ying Hao's dashing departure, Ying Xuan couldn't wait to bury a small pit under a tree in the courtyard and put two jars of wine into it. He took a small bowl from the room and ran to the courtyard to unseal a wine jar.

Suddenly, a strong smell of wine with a hint of fishy smell wafted into Ying Xuan's nose.

In ancient times, the degree of wine was very low, the general wine was only twenty or thirty degrees, and the highest number was only Qin Feng wine and the like, so Ying Xuan didn't take what Ying Hao said to heart at all, and directly stretched the wine bowl into the altar and dug a big bowl, and drank it in one gulp.

"Gollum!"

When the tiger wine went down his throat, his mouth was instantly paralyzed, and it seemed that thousands of knives were swallowed in his throat, and the stinging pain was incomparable.

Ying Xuan's eyes were wide open, his whole face was wrinkled together, the degree of this wine was seventy, at least, it was comparable to medical alcohol, Ying Xuan really didn't expect that there was such a strong wine in this ancient world.

Under such pain, Ying Xuan did not forget to cultivate the crape myrtle technique, and after sealing the lid of the wine jar, he sat cross-legged on the grass and began to vomit.

The moment he closed his eyes, Ying Xuan's senses became more acute, and the strength of the tiger wine made Ying Xuan feel that he was in a world of flames at the moment, and his whole body was hot. It feels like your body is about to burst into flames at any moment.

After enduring the pain, Ying Xuan began to cultivate according to Ziwei Jue's method of breathing, and the result was greatly excited. Ying Xuan's breath was more smoothly adjusted, and the turbid qi he exhaled absorbed nearly doubled the pure qi he had absorbed compared to before.

After the excitement, Ying Xuan quickly calmed down and didn't waste any time on it......