Early the next morning, Zisu opened his eyes and stretched comfortably, this kind of life is not too comfortable.

"Girl, get up, your training starts today." As soon as Zi Su finished getting dressed, the sound of the wind sounded outside the window, for this master with extremely high martial arts, Zi Su was not aware of his existence, which made Zi Su very depressed.

Zisu himself was wearing men's clothes, and if he was practicing, he didn't have to change it out of his way, so he pushed the door and walked out, "Master, where do we start today?" "Zisu has always been very curious about this kind of ancient martial arts, and today he can finally see it.

"Today, I will teach you to breathe and breathe, and after forming a completed internal circulation in your body, I will teach you specific internal skills, your external kung fu is good, and you can fight with me to that extent, you are proud enough." Speaking of teaching martial arts, Feng Qingyang recovered the appearance of a fairy wind bone, which was very bluffing.

"Although you are born with divine power, however, the exercise on the muscles and muscles cannot be relaxed, and you must also formulate specific training content, my old madman's name is well-known in the rivers and lakes, and my name cannot be embellished." Feng Qingyang looks invincible, and he also has this capital.

"I have my own plan for the training of my muscles and muscles, and the master will wait to see the results, it may not be a year later, and you will no longer be able to force me to hurt my wrist in foreign kung fu." Zisu has his own arrogance.

"Okay, I like your temperament, then let's wait and see, those who can beat the teacher in foreign kung fu can be counted on one hand on the rivers and lakes." Feng Qingyang looked at Zisu appreciatively.

When he first tested Zi Su's skills, although Feng Qingyang only used seven points of his kung fu, it was enough to be jaw-dropping to be able to hold on to his seven points of kung fu for such a long time, and Zi Su's identity was just a huntswoman in the mountains.

The morning sun will not rise, it is a day when the earth is abundant, Feng Qingyang took Zisu to start practicing breathing and breathing in the courtyard, feeling the human body's Zhoutian cycle and the eight veins of the Qi meridian.

Ling and Cang also stayed in a corner of the small courtyard to "peek", during this time, the two of them were cleaned up by the old madman, who was both afraid and respectful of him.

"Two bastard boys, if you don't go to prepare breakfast, don't you let the old man serve you, delay my good grandson to go to school, and want you to look good." Feng Qingyang's voice was not high, and it was like thunder in Ling Hecang's ears, and the two figures quickly disappeared within Feng Qingyang's field of vision.

A morning contact made Feng Qingyang very satisfied, Zisu's advantage was that he was able to concentrate quickly, and he comprehended what he said quickly, even surpassing the five disciples who he thought were already very good.

"I'll be here this morning, and I'll get up every morning to practice with me, and I'll also see the training plan you said, and I'll teach you some boxing techniques according to your physique and characteristics."

"Also, people who practice martial arts can't rely on brute force alone, whether it's learning a knife or a sword, or a whip is up to you, you still have to have one that can handle it, but remember not to be greedy." Feng Qingyang's teaching to Zisu is one hundred and twenty serious.

"What does Master use?" Zisu had never seen what weapon Feng Qingyang used.

"Hahaha, if you want to reach the realm of being a teacher, flying flowers and picking leaves are weapons, so you don't care what shape and quality, but what I know in this world, there are only two people who can have the same martial arts cultivation as me." Feng Qingyang put his hands behind his back, not knowing what he remembered.