In the following days, Yu Chaoran increased the intensity of Yu Lang's training requirements, requiring him to run three laps around the eastern city of Yangzhou City in half an hour every morning, followed by a complete set of training procedures in the army - driving wooden stakes in circles, carrying sandbags, fighting with weapons, and even holding his breath to train muscle strength.

For a thirteen-year-old boy, this kind of training is not only harsh, but even a little provocative.

Qing Qingguang felt scared when she saw these training contents, so she didn't participate, she felt very unbearable for the bruises and dark injuries on Yu Lang's body, and the image of Master Yu, who had been kind in her eyes, took a sharp turn for the worse, and several times she almost clashed with Yu Chaoran in order to protect Yu Lang.

On the contrary, it was Obaba who came over to persuade Qingqing: "In our tribe, only the children who are favored by the patriarch will receive the most rigorous training, and the master is protecting Yu Lang, don't be angry." ”

Influenced by Yu Lang's concept of treating people equally, there is naturally no difference between master and servant between them, more like friends who live together. As for Yu Chaoran, after all, he is a native of the Tang Dynasty, although he is tolerant, he has a relatively clear distinction between the superior and the inferior, and Obaba still calls him the master.

Qingqing nodded as if she didn't understand, and Obaba was busy with work again.

Yu Chaoran was determined to be a ruthless person this time, put away the doting emotions of the past, decades ago when he was a soldier under Xu Jingye, he practiced even more badly, at that time he hated Xu Jingye very much, and let so many soldiers go, why was he so strict with himself? It wasn't until he miraculously survived the bloody battles again and again and made many miraculous feats that he understood Xu Jingye's painstaking cultivation of himself back then.

In addition to basic training, Yu Chaoran also did not hesitate to take out his unique skill at the bottom of the box - archery. His first request to Yu Lang was to draw the three-stone bow.

Yu Lang's scalp tingled when he heard this, since ancient times, which one of the people who can pull the three-stone bow is not a fierce general who is born with divine power and is unparalleled, however, he is still a thirteen-year-old child, and after these days of intense training, he can only pull out a one-stone bow, which is already quite good among his peers.

Yu Chaoran looked serious: "Age is not an excuse. With that, he suddenly raised his arm and pulled the three-stone bow, pulled it until it was full of strings, let go of the strings, and there was a sound.

"If you can't pull the three-stone bow, you can't eat." Yu Chaoran dropped this sentence and returned to the room.

As soon as he returned to the room, Yu Chaoran couldn't help but relax his arms, after all, he was old, and pulling out the three-stone strong bow was by no means as easy as he showed. In his opinion, a child like Yu Lang is too smart and lacks perseverance, and if he is properly persecuted, it may be a miracle.

This hardwood bow that was almost the same height as himself felt very difficult to hold in his hand, and Yu Lang beckoned Obaba: "You can see if you can pull it away, be careful not to hurt ......"

The words fell, and Obaba easily pulled the bow to the full string, which made Yu Lang stunned. He touched Obaba's muscles as hard as a stone and was relieved, and the gap in physical fitness was still a little bigger. He originally thought that he could maximize his physical strength through adjustments such as step posture, but obviously Obaba's awkward bow opening posture had no reference for him, and what can be done if the strength is greater than you?

Yu Lang turned his head to look at Qingqing again, and said hesitantly, "Do you want to try?" ”

Qingqing tried it, and just pulled it open a little and let go: "No, the bowstring cuts the hand, it hurts." After speaking, Guan Yu Chaoran borrowed a wrench, although the size was not suitable, it was enlarged on her thumb, and the effect of protecting her thumb still existed.

The inner breath in the dantian collapsed, and all the sword qi of Yangwu was guided to his hands, and he opened the bow with enough strength, barely half of it, stalemate for a while, and gave up completely. Qingqing was annoyed: "It's just a little bit, the internal breath available in the Hundred Refining Primal Realm Dantian is still too little, and it will be consumed quickly." ”

"Consumption?" This word was firmly imprinted in Yu Lang's mind, and he fell into deep thought: I remember that Qingqing said to me before, I can't use my dantian so I can't store qi, but my ability to induce qi is extremely strong, if I can consume it immediately at the moment of inducing qi, can I skip the step of redepositing? This is like some electrical appliances in the previous life, which did not have the function of storing electricity, but as long as the power supply was on, it could be used normally.

This thought made Yu Lang quite excited, he followed the method of Xuanyuan Qi Cultivation Technique to introduce qi into the body, endured the restlessness and pain in the body, and slammed a low cry on the boxwood tree in the small courtyard, with a muffled sound, the boxwood tree was safe and sound, but Yu Lang's fist was blurred with flesh and blood.

Qingqing scolded: "Are you sick? I can't think of a way to do it, so I don't have to hurt myself like this! ”

Although this experiment was not successful, Yu Lang felt that he had caught a glimmer of light, at least this time he did not suffer a serious backlash after causing it to enter the body, which means that the idea of "instant consumption" is feasible. The problem is that the power of the punch is not increased, which means that although it can be consumed, its conversion rate is very low. At present, what needs to be solved is how to transform the spiritual energy into internal breath and release it in a very short period of time at the moment when the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is introduced into the body. This is like, sometimes the electrical appliances cannot operate normally even though they are energized, because the voltage is not right, so a transformer is needed, and Yulang still lacks a transformer.

Yu Lang thought: "This is probably the difference between the thinking of the ancients and modern people, the ancients were limited by knowledge and vision, and they knew many things without knowing why, so they were used to accepting some incomprehensible things and not overly investigating the principles behind them. He was sure he had found the right door, missing only a key.

Yu Lang asked Qingqing for the general recipe of "Raising My Sword Qi", and compared it with "Xuanyuan Qi Cultivation Technique" and other books collected these days, he carefully analyzed the whole process from the entry of spiritual energy into the body to the transfer of the dantian into internal breath, to the mobilization of internal breath.

Unconsciously, Yu Lang had been stuffing himself in the study for three days, and he was so angry that he didn't eat, immersed in his own thought experiment.

On the third day, when eating lunch, Qingqing dropped the bowl: "Master Yu, you don't really want to starve your grandson to death, he is obviously going to go crazy, Brother Bai and I have told many similar things before, the smarter people are, the more unwilling they are to accept the reality that they can't practice, once they get into the tip of the horns, they may be wasted for the rest of their lives!" ”

Obaba also looked at Yu Chaoran pitifully: "Master, no matter how strong a lion is, it grows up slowly, and it shouldn't be forced so much." ”

Yu Chaoran sandwiched a chopstick dish for the two of them: "The lion can grow up slowly, he can't, he must grow up as soon as possible, protect himself, protect everything he loves." ”

Obaba said seriously: "I can protect Yu Lang and you, I can beat ten people, Yu Lang has wisdom, I have strength." ”

Qingqing was a little moved in her heart: "You fool ......" She couldn't bear to say it after all, your black skin has original sin, and you are the lowest lowly slave in Datang, once there is a conflict with the people of Datang, the government will directly arrest you without asking the reason.

On the one hand, he had to deal with Li Wenshan's repeated harassment and blackmail, and there were other more tricky things that he needed to prepare for in advance, and he had a hunch that he might be near, and he dared not slack off. He didn't want to explain too much to the two juniors, so he put down the dishes and chopsticks and went out with his hands behind his back.

Yu Chaoran had just walked to the door, when he suddenly heard a sound of breaking the air, and hurriedly turned his head.

A powerful arrow shot out obliquely from the door panel of Yu Lang's study, firmly piercing through the boxwood tree in the small courtyard.

He ...... And he did. Yu Chaoran was shocked at first, and then laughed uncontrollably, "Good son! ”