Naturally, he can't say this to Yuan Zhen Lao Dao, not only Yuan Zhen Lao Dao, but even his master Qingyang Zhenren is also like me, and even this is the same for anyone in this world.

He could only bury this secret in his heart.

Yin Hao ignored the blow of Yuan Zhen Lao Dao, but shook his arm, stubbornly put his hand on the grinding handle, and continued to push it with horse steps.

If you want to practice good martial arts, you have to endure hardships.

For example, Li Shuwen, the spear he learned in his previous life, has reached the realm of madness when he practices boxing and guns, and he has to practice in the master for an hour every night.

It is said that every time I go home, I walk step by step, step by step, step by palm, step by elbow on the fifteen-mile road.

When practicing guns, he also twisted the big gun bar, held it, and pierced it while walking.

It can be said that everywhere is a place for him to practice boxing and guns.

Tie the copper coin eyes during the day, and tie the incense fire head at night.

No matter how cold or hot it is, it never stops.

This is why it has the reputation of "just fist without two fights, spear Li Shuwen".

Don't forget the past, the teacher of the future, the facts are in front of him, he has only pushed for twenty or thirty circles, and he is qualified to complain about being tired?

The master leads the way and practices in the individual.

He is not a person without perseverance, when he was in the Three Kingdoms of the Yang God in the main world, during the two-month journey from Shanyang Village to the branch of Mount Tai, the erosion of hunger, cold, moisture, and the feeling of pain and fatigue to the point of numbness had already cultivated his strong perseverance.

It's just a matter of grinding, how can he make him retreat?

It's just that in order to avoid trouble in the future, he must present his attitude, dispel the luck in the hearts of Yuan Zhen Lao Dao and Qingyang Zhenren, and prove his determination to Yuan Zhen Lao Dao and Qingyang Zhenren.

Crunch squeak –

The sound of the grinding disc turning remembered, waking up the old man who was watching the play on the side.

He smiled absently and said in his heart, "I don't believe you can hold out for long." ”

Time passed slowly, and the sound of the millstone turning continued intermittently.

Whenever the grinding disc stops, it is the time when the old Taoist words of Yuan Zhen ridicule Yin Hao.

And Yin Hao could only helplessly eliminate distracting thoughts, ignore the words of the old Taoist Yuanzhen, strengthen his heart, ease his strength a little, and then rest for a while, and then continue to push the stone mill.

It was only after a while that the rice noodles were ground out of more than a catty, and because the palms of the hands were too painful, it affected the "martial arts training".

"If I practice like this, the rice soup hasn't been ground out yet, but I'll grind out the blisters first...."

Yin Hao looked at the reddened palm sweatingly, and a touch of helplessness rose in his heart.

The blisters were grinded, and then the blisters were worn out again, and then the original wound was constantly irritated, a feeling he had experienced in the Three Kingdoms of the Yang Gods, during the two months when the bandits fled and migrated.

It's just that it grows on his feet, and there is a wound medicine hidden by Dr. Hua, which didn't make his feet fester.

I didn't expect him to experience it again now.

He is not afraid of this kind of pain, but the injury will inevitably affect his boxing practice.

Maybe this is another reason why Yuan Zhen Lao Dao let him sharpen his face and practice his strength!

As long as his hand is injured, then he can only temporarily put aside his martial arts practice and devote his mind to cultivation.

Glancing at the old man with a smile on his face, Yin Hao sighed in his heart, and was about to hold the grinding handle and push it down.

Suddenly, looking at the bare grinding handle, Yin Hao's heart moved, and he took off the sweat-soaked Taoist robe on his body, and wrapped it around the bare grinding handle in the eyes of the old Dao Gan of Yuanzhen, layer after layer.

It seemed that he didn't feel like it was enough, Yin Hao directly took off the dirty clothes on his body and threw them aside, pushing it up with his bare arms.

In the winter, shirtless, blown by the wind, coupled with the volatilization of sweat on his body, it feels so exciting, anyway, the movements on Yin Hao's hands have sped up a lot.

Not to mention, after this trivial matter, Yin Hao found that in addition to being tired when grinding, it didn't hurt to have a robe in his palm.

Seeing this scene, the eyelids of the old Taoist jumped, and the dignified Maoshan cultivated the truth, is it necessary to be so bold? And my Maoshan robe can you use as a rag to cushion your hands?

Glancing at Yin Hao, who was full of interest and smiling with a smile on his face, Yuan Zhen Lao Dao was a little disheartened for a while.

That's it, that's it, since you love boxing so much, why should you be a villain?

Yuan Zhen Lao Dao took out a bottle from the small Qiankun bag, put it on the stool on the side, and said to Yin Hao: "After practicing for a while, you remember to wipe this medicinal wine, the scripture building can't be left unattended, Uncle Shi, I'll go back first, remember to understand more about the operation of qi and blood when grinding, this is good for your whole strength!" ”

After speaking, Yuan Zhen Lao Dao left the back room of the dining hall.

Hearing Yuan Zhen's words, Yin Hao's movements on his hand paused, glanced at the bottle on the stool, and then turned around and concentrated on pushing the grinding.

It's just that in this process, he didn't forget to feel the strength and blood in it.

The horse step pile is just the foundation, and it is not a kung fu that can only be practiced at the juvenile stage.

In the five years that he has laid the foundation, he has already trained the horse step pile to the bones, reached the realm of taking root, and knows the operation of qi and blood in it well.

Now standing on the horse to push the stone mill, the changes in the qi and blood when they are far away make him curious.

While pushing the stone mill, Yin Hao quietly realized the operation of his own qi, blood and strength when he pushed the grinding.

And in this process, the potential that he has expanded through various methods such as medicinal baths in the past five years has gradually been released, making his strength grow slowly.

Simply, after Yuan Zhen Lao Dao left, it didn't take long for a senior brother of the same generation to walk in and add millet to the stone mill for him, so that he could devote himself wholeheartedly to his understanding.

Otherwise, he would have wasted some of his time adding millet to the stone mill, and at the same time, his understanding of strength would be greatly reduced.

When a person is fully committed to one thing, he often ignores the passage of time.

Time passed slowly, and it was not until noon that Yin Hao woke up from his addiction.

What woke him up was the hot sting in his hands, and the smell of rice wafting into his nose.

A senior brother walked in with a food box and brought Yin Hao two large bowls of fragrant rice, a plate of green vegetables mixed with pickles, two fried eggs, a chicken thigh, and a bowl of wheat soup.

This kind of combination is already very rich in this era, although the amount of this meal may be less than three points full for him in the main world, but for him now, it is enough

So, there is nothing to say.

Yin Hao thanked him first, and after the senior brother also left with a smile, he began to grow in large chunks.

As for the other senior brother who helped him add millet, after receiving his thanks, he also went to the canteen to eat.