In the next few days, when the caravan was camping and resting at night, the old man would touch it around the time and take Ding Bao to find a secluded place to practice the "strong grass" stunt.

Xu was a big loss because his eyes were practiced too hard in his early years, and the old man did not demand too much from Ding Bao's eyes, but he was quite strict with his balance and coordination ability and skills to eliminate and weaken inertia.

After more than an hour of practice every night, Ding Bao would have a sore back all day during the day on the second day, and Kong Lianshun's eyes were getting stranger and stranger day by day.

However, he can't take care of this at the moment, although the hummingbird is not a rare thing in the world, there is a great hope of finding it in the Yansheng Grass Garden, and although Kong Lian Shun sent someone to send someone to send the white eagle first, although it is sick, it will not die. But he is a person who has the habit of doing things before thinking about victory and defeat, and the skills and methods described by the old man are the painstaking summaries of the Feng family for generations, which will significantly improve for those with ordinary qualifications, and will have the finishing touch for those with extraordinary talents.

I had practiced a light-weight technique with Uncle Qi when I was in Heitou Mountain before, and I knew that this kind of thing was not something that could be simply stacked with natural abilities.

A person is born with eyes like rocks, legs like fleas, waist like a spirit ape, and a body as abundant as the sea...... If you don't study hard and practice hard, you may not be able to beat others, which also involves experience, skills, connection, muscle reaction and many other factors.

What's more, it is a good discipline to make perfect, both ancient and modern.

Therefore, Ding Bao adheres to the idea of "sweating more in peacetime and bleeding less in wartime", and every time he practices, he takes it seriously.

In addition, during the day, he would carefully figure out the tricks in the carriage, and with dialectical thinking, he would constantly confirm, dismantle, overturn, reorganize, and hypothesize......

In the days that followed, his whole mind was devoted to this "Jincao" technique, several times from Kong Lianshun quietly getting into his carriage, to falling asleep bored in the middle, and finally walking down with a complicated and sad face, he didn't notice it at all, lying on the bookcase to write and draw, with all kinds of tangled gestures.

Director Kong Lianshun was very shocked, and in the next few days, he seemed to be touched, and suddenly quieted down, and sometimes he would pick up a book and read it seriously, if this terrifying scene was seen by his prefect father, it was estimated that he would cry with joy and get drunk.

At least the old man has to be surprised again every night when he teaches, excitedly put up two handfuls of old tears, and then mutters three times "The old man's surname is wind", each time the meaning is different, but it is more exciting and joyful than once......

In fact, this is not only due to Ding Bao's scientific and effective methods and dedicated efforts, but also because the potential of his legs is too great, far beyond the old man's perception of leg strength talent.

The ancestor of the Feng family had outstanding talent in legs, and he boasted of being a godsend, and named it "Fengshen Legs", so he also left an immortal legend for the Feng family that has been passed down to this day.

But the so-called "Fengshen legs" of that ancestor really have to be compared with Ding Bao's leg talent, it is really not enough to see, Ding Bao's legs that have obtained the talent of flea bouncing, the limit is the distance of three hundred and fifty times the length of the horizontal direction, and the height of the vertical body is more than a hundred times the length of the body.

It's just that his current body is far from strong enough to withstand too much instantaneous gravity increase, and he can only dare to release far less than one-tenth of his potential.

And after figuring out and practicing the "Jincao" technique, standing on the shoulders of the sages of the Feng family, although there can be no qualitative improvement, the leg potential can be released a little more than what seems to be insignificant, one-fiftieth, one-sixtieth, or even one hundredth, in the eyes of the old man, it is an incredible and unparalleled progress and improvement.

Giving and receiving can be mutually infectious, coupled with Ding Bao's impeccable serious attitude, the old man no longer has any doubts and reservations in his heart, and he wholeheartedly teaches each other.

When people concentrate on one thing, time often flies.

Half a month passed in a flash, and in the afternoon of this day, Ding Bao was woken up from his nap, and he lifted the curtain to look out, the sun was poisonous, and even the shadows cast by the trees shrank into a small group, but the whole caravan was as lively and noisy as a New Year's holiday, and everyone's face was full of excitement and joy.

Except for one person, Kong Lianshun.

The boy was leaning on the wheels and sighing.

Ding Bao immediately knew that after nearly a month of hard trekking, Xiyan, one of the six capitals of Yangtu, had finally arrived.

After this period of bad mending, he is now in Xiyan, this place is very interesting.

First of all, Xiyan Mansion guarded the key points of Western Xinjiang and the Southern Kingdom, and it was also the largest government under the jurisdiction of the entire White Horse Dynasty, but there was not a single soldier stationed here.

The city of Xiyan is also a very peculiar city, one of the famous six capitals of the central soil, but it is different from the "ancient capital of the nine dynasties" Tianfeng and the "ancient capital of the six dynasties" Kangjing, since the beginning of historical records, the city has never become the official imperial capital of any dynasty, but it is the king of the accompanying capital, and has been selected as the accompanying capital of at least ten dynasties before and after, and even the current White Horse Dynasty is no exception.

The most interesting thing is that it is said that every time the new dynasty agrees on the imperial capital, Xiyan will be the first to be listed as a candidate, but for some reason it has never been selected, which can be called a "10,000-year spare tire".

In addition to these, because of its geographical advantages and historical reasons, the city of Xiyan is actually the political, cultural and religious center of the entire border area between the south and the western Xinjiang, and it is also the largest and most populated city in the southwest of the White Horse Dynasty.

This point was deeply felt from the moment Ding Bao walked to the city gate.

This main city gate of Xiyan, based on the foundation of the bluestone city wall, is built into the appearance of the drum tower, from the ground to the tip of the building is more than ten zhang high, the single drum tower has nearly four zhang, the blue bricks and red tiles, towering and extraordinary, standing under the city, a domineering spirit of the capital city and the connotation come to the face.

This drum tower is very exquisitely repaired, adopts the style of "three drops of water in the heavy eaves" and "four corners to gather the spire", the four corners of the eaves fly up, such as the bird spreads its wings, and there are bright pillar cloisters, colorful fangs and fine windows and carved doors in the four directions under it......

Ding Bao stood below, and was a little dumbfounded for a while, until a huge noise woke him up, and Leng Buding was hit and pushed again, which was stripped from the slightly out of place historical feelings, and immediately noticed that the caravan had been blocked at the gate of the city, and a group of people came over in a majestic manner.

Servants, Ding Zhuang, handmaidens, nurses...... There are no less than sixty or seventy people, looking at the clothes and listening to the explanations of the surrounding people, all of them are from the prefect's mansion.

"With such a big battle, it should be to welcome Kong Lianshun, this kid doesn't seem to be lying, he is really the son of the prefect's family! Alas, the gentleman, ......"

Ding Baozheng sighed, and suddenly saw Kong Lianshun's complexion change greatly, slid over like a loach, and pulled Ding Bao's sleeves with both hands, almost crying: "Brother Ning, save me ......"

As soon as he moved, a little maid in green suddenly burst out of the oncoming team of servants, her eyes lit up, she pointed at Kong Lianshun from afar, and shouted: "Childe is over there!" Above! ”

The caravan didn't know what was going on, and was about to step forward to stop it, when the green-clothed little maid slanted the whites of her eyes, slid out a bright waist card from her sleeve, and shouted: "The prefect's family affairs, which one dares to be troublesome?!" ”

With a bang, the entire caravan instantly dispersed a large empty space as if it had been rehearsed in advance, exposing Ding Bao, Kong Lianshun and his strange carriage alone.

"Brother Ning, Brother Bao, you must save ......"

Kong Lianshun just snorted halfway, seeing that the situation was not good, Ding Bao immediately waved the "Jincao" body technique that he had practiced for these days to the extreme, and a few dodges avoided the crowd, and he was in shock, when he felt a murderous storm blowing, ruthlessly swept away Kong Lianshun, and then, ding, clicking, fluttering, the dust on the ground rolled up more than a zhang high, and it was not clear how shì the inner shape was, only a few Kong Lianshun screams and begged for mercy were heard from time to time......

The process lasted for about half a moment, and the team of high-spirited servants, Ding Zhuang, maidservants, and nurses ...... walked away, but compared with when they came, everyone carried one or two things in their hands, and for some reason, several of them Ding Bao looked a little familiar, and his heart suddenly jumped, and he hurriedly looked at the field.

But after the dust dissipated, there was a barefoot man wearing only underwear and pants on the ground, the whole person shrunk into a ball, like a big shrimp in danger, the white underwear and pants had been rolled into mud yellow, and the underwear was torn one by one, exposing the entire dark and thin back, looking at the posture of clenching his hands into fists, if he hadn't dragged desperately, it was estimated that even these strips of cloth would not have been left for him.

On his dark back, a few hideous characters were splashed with vermilion lacquer like collecting debts:

Kong Lianshun, welcome to Xiyan.

And where his strange carriage had just stopped, the huge carriage had vanished into thin air, leaving only a dismantled and wrought brass nail cap that had time to be taken away, whirling sadly and lonely......

Ding Bao couldn't help but swallow his saliva fiercely, tried to get close to Kong Lianshun, just approached and squatted down, cold and cold Ding Kong Lianshun "poof" sprayed two mouthfuls of dust, bounced up from the ground, pretended to reach out and smack the messy head in front of his forehead, and puffed out a mouthful of white teeth, "Hehe, Brother Ning, don't worry, it's okay, the younger brother has a lot of experience in fighting against this......"

Ding Bao took a breath of cold air, "You, don't you say that you are the son of the Xiyan Prefect?" ”

"I am." Kong Lianshun's innocent eyes widened.

"! Since you are the son of the prefect, who would dare to ravage like this in this Xiyan City...... To you?! ”

Xu is was asked about the sore spot, Kong Lianshun's eyes turned red all of a sudden, and he said with hatred: "Daddy is a fart in the prefect's house, and the devil is a brother-in-law, where is there still a seat for my own son?" ”

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