Zhang Shipei seemed to feel that Liuqi was slandering his own exercises, and he stared at him on the spot, and Liuqi immediately shrank his head like a mouse seeing a cat, and his body swayed left and right.

For six or seven, Zhang Shipei did not take refining Qi as the main direction of attack like he did with Daozi, but asked him to refine his body and refine him into a devil mechanical meat man.

Run three laps around the small amusement park first. Liuqi wondered why Zhang Shipei didn't teach himself Baduanjin, but he didn't dare to ask more, so he could only run up in the small amusement park.

After three laps, six or seven were sweating and soaking wet, but it was no problem to run three more laps depending on his appearance. When Zhang Shipei saw it, there was surprise in his eyes, but he quickly covered it up. His face was cold, and he said to the six or seven roads, and went to pick up the stone under the window of the small hall by the grass hall.

Liuqi looked at the stones under the window of Xiaoxuan in the cottage, and thought that it was only about twenty pounds, and he could hold it, so he ran over and went to hold the stones.

After the stone was placed at Zhang Shipei's feet, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at Zhang Shipei, obviously waiting for his next instruction.

Zhang Shipei said, put the stone back again. Liuqi was puzzled, but he didn't say anything, and he hugged the stone and put it back, and after running back, he looked at Zhang Shipei, hoping to get his next instructions. Zhang Shipei said, go and get the stone back. Six or seven farts and farts in the past to hug stones, like this, like this, back and forth hugging stones six times, six or seven tired really not people, a butt is about to sit on the ground, but Zhang Shipei pulled him and said: "I can't sit, I will be angry as soon as I sit down."

Liuqi didn't know what Zhang Shipei meant, and Zhang Shipei didn't answer, just said that everything just needs to listen to him. Six or seven wanted to say something, but Zhang Shipei said Don't you want to be like me in the future and be able to break an iron sword with a finger?

Only then did Liuqi shut his mouth and stood quietly to the side listening to Zhang Shipei talk about some methods of refining qi in Baduan Jinzhong.

At first, they saw six or seven hugging stones back and forth, and they couldn't laugh breathlessly, because it reminded them of the scene when Daozi trained rhubarb.

A bone was thrown in the distance, Rhubarb hurriedly picked it up, and then waged his tail and sent it to Daozi, Daozi threw it again, and Rhubarb went to pick it up again......

Six or Seven didn't know that Mei'er and Xing'er thought so much about what he had done before, otherwise they wouldn't know what the trouble would be?

After Daozi became familiar with the three tricks, he looked at the rest of the kung fu, looked at Liuqi who was squatting and practicing boxing not far away, and couldn't help but wonder why he was different from Liuqi.

Zhang Shipei explained that because the roots and ages of Daozi and Liuqi are very different, they decided to attack in different directions. If Daozi is young and difficult to refine his body, it will damage his development, but Liu Qi is different, he is already a teenager, and his body is also strong, and he can refine his body with great strength.

After listening to this explanation, Daozi suddenly felt in his heart, looking at the tiger and tiger boxing, Daozi thought to himself, maybe Liuqi will soon become the green forest hero that Zhang Fuzi talked about yesterday.

After learning "Thousand Character Text", Liu Xiucai gave Daozi some basic knowledge of the Four Books and Five Classics, which even Liu Xiucai, who was about to study for a lifetime, couldn't understand, let alone Daozi.

All Daozi can remember are some interesting stories, such as which disciple Confucius scolded for "rotten wood cannot be carved", and said which disciple "killed pigs" or was "whipped reeds".

Daozi's calligraphy has also been refined and written for a long time, and it has the atmosphere of a young talent. Liu Xiucai was very happy about this.

For the awkward classics, Liu Xiucai has no good way to let Daozi remember, but just tells him that a good memory is not as good as a bad pen, copy more and write more, and he will naturally remember and understand the deep meaning.

Every time Daozi heard Liu Xiucai say this, he was thinking in his heart, if Master's words are true, why have you copied and written for so many years, but you are just a Xiucai and did not understand the deep meaning?

Although Daozi thought so in his heart, he did not have any disobedience in his actions, and he still did it.

There are twenty-three chapters in the Analects, three more than the era he remembered, with a total of 16,009 characters. Daozi is copying every day and reciting every day, and sometimes in his dreams he finds that he is still memorizing.

Looking at the twenty-three chapters of the "Analects" copied one by one, Wu Dashan was very distressed, he was not distressed by these papers, but by his beloved son, and how he persevered in such devilish training.

One evening in autumn, Daozi and Liuqi were practicing martial arts, and at this time, Liuqi, who was standing on the pile, noticed that there were three colorful birds wriggling in the moon flowers not far away, and his eyes lit up at that time.

Zhang Shipei seemed to have discovered Liuqi's half-heartedness, and hit Liuqi's ass with a stick, and Liuqi almost screamed in pain.

Not far away, like the old man dancing Daozi, due to the long-term eight sections of Jin Nei's kung fu, the whole person is white and red at this time, elegant and chic.

Under the sunset, his every move is as natural as a person's breathing, incomparably flowing clouds and water, fluttering like a fairy, and from time to time the autumn wind blows his long black hair, so that the little maids not far away, Xing'er and Mei'er, are stunned.

Daozi practiced a few more times, until he sweated slightly, then stopped, then put a futon on the lawn and sat up facing the sunset.

In the past few months, his eight-dan Jinnei family kung fu has been practiced eight or nine times out of ten, and Zhang Shipei told him that in the future, if he wants to succeed in the eight-dan Jinnei family kung fu, it will depend on personal persistence.

Daozi remembered this sentence and never dared to forget it. For foreign kung fu, Daozi also wanted to learn, and also thought about whether to practice tai chi with memory, but Zhang Shipei said that foreign kung fu could not be learned until he was twelve years old. Liuqi also persuaded him again, saying that he didn't start learning at the age of thirteen, don't you see? The little master's twelve-year-old school is already very advanced!

Daozi knew that it was the truth, and he had no choice but to wait until he was twelve years old to talk about it.

The small garden under the sunset is very quiet and beautiful, just when Daozi was holding a pottery cup and wanted to drink tea, he also saw a few colorful things wriggling in the moon flowers. He couldn't help but be curious to check it out.

Liuqi, who was standing on the pile, saw Daozi walking over there, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he kept staring there closely.

Mei'er and Xing'er couldn't help but look at each other when they saw their little master going to the flower garden at this time, and they also felt strange, and then the two held each other's hands and walked over.

"Huh? It's a red-rumped golden pheasant! What a beautiful red-rumped pheasant! ”

"One, two, hey, don't let it run, three......"

After a while, Apricot screamed with her teeth and claws.