In addition to reading, Chu Fan occasionally punches and dances.

The firewood knife is short, and the room is narrow, so you can only taste it.

The most time he spends is meditating and refining qi.

Tell Shi Meng to get back a futon as a cushion, with his left foot on top and his right foot on the bottom, and sit cross-legged.

Place your hands flat on your knees, palms up, your right hand stacked on your left hand, your big fingers gently resist, and the knot samadhi is attached to the dantian position below the navel, raise your head and chest and close your abdomen, shrink your lower jaw slightly, relax your whole body, inhale deeply and exhale slowly, and let the true qi flow through the meridians and acupoints of the limbs.

The sense of qi is getting stronger and stronger, like fog and wind, like silk. It's a pity that the sea of qi in the lower dantian is broken and can't be stored. The little bit of true qi that was finally refined couldn't be carried by Zhou Tian, and finally escaped into the body again.

But Chu Fan never got tired of it.

It wasn't useless, he found.

After each meditation, I feel refreshed, and my body's fitness seems to have risen again.

originally thought that the improvement of physical fitness was purely the effect of spiritual transformation, but now I found that as a little Afan, I also contributed to refining qi day and night. Although the method of breathing and breathing taught by the old cangtou is very rough, the basic principles of the introduction are similar to those of the Taoist and Buddhist scriptures.

Just like eating, no matter how you change your tricks and pay attention to etiquette, or gobble up or chew slowly, this meal must always be eaten with your mouth, and it is impossible to pour it with your nostrils.

Ah Fan did refine his true qi.

It's just that true qi can't be stored, so without accumulation and promotion, it is impossible to step into the copper fetal realm for a lifetime.

But those true qi were not wasted, and they subtly transformed his body, so that he stepped into the first peak of the mud embryo realm at the age of fifteen, with vision, hearing, speed, and strength far beyond ordinary people.

True energy is like a trickle, and spiritual energy is like an ocean.

The spirit crystal hung high in the void, scorching as the sun and as bright as the moon, seemingly endless.

Chu Fan couldn't directly "look inside" and see the spirit crystal like a sage and a great power, but he felt that it existed. I knew very well in my heart that the spirit crystals seemed to be endless, and the reserves must be limited. If you don't pay for it, you will be used up one day.

Whether it is a warrior or a monk, the process of refining gas is a bit like digging coal, the process of gathering gas is a bit like making coal into briquettes for storage, and the process of fighting is a bit like burning briquettes to emit light and heat for heating.

And the spirit crystal itself is energy, which can directly emit light and heat.

Compared with the process of releasing a wisp of spiritual energy from the spirit crystal, it is like solid dry ice expanding into gas carbon dioxide, which suddenly expands a thousand times, and its explosiveness and power are not the same.

But if you can't make ends meet, you can't sit and eat.

You have to figure out a way.

The dantian is broken, which is equal to the lack of briquettes in the warehouse. Is it possible to generate electricity from coal and then store it? In theory, true qi can be converted into energy to replenish the spirit crystal......

Bang bang bang bang......

There was a sharp clapping sound.

Chu Fan turned his head to look at the window paper, and saw that it was dim, and the sky was about to be dusk, so he unconsciously meditated for an afternoon.

Tsk, that's weird!

Shi Meng, big and small, is also a headcatcher, a celebrity in Yangwu County, who dares to slap his courtyard gate so rudely? Hehe, his yard is fenced, and the courtyard gate is a wooden fence, no wonder he has to be more serious when he says Pengwan.

Shi Meng's scolding immediately sounded.

"Wu Na Zhang San, after eating the bear's heart and leopard gall, dare to slap our door?"

"Oh, stone catcher, how dare you be small. The shopkeeper wants the small one to collect the accounts, and he doesn't dare not come. ”

Hearing what the other party said, Shi Meng's voice immediately became three points smaller, and asked:

"How much silver? Didn't I tell Shopkeeper Li that the money for the book will be settled next month?"

"The book that Shi Zhutou took a few days ago is worth 18 taels and 5 coins of silver. Sensei said that it will end next month, and next year's end will be in the middle of the capital, who will not believe it? It's just that there is one thing that is not easy to do, and the "White Deer Cave Anthology" that the head catcher took yesterday costs 100 taels of silver. It was a collection that Han Gong only came out last month, and it was printed on three-layer jade rice paper......"

"Shut up, don't be foolish, you slave, come to our house to grab money in the blue sky and daytime, right! What paper costs 100 taels of silver? What collection costs 100 taels of silver......

"Hey, Shi Da catcher, if you don't read, you don't know anything. Han Gong is the great Confucian of today, the guest of King Li. Any article of his old man is born, and the scholars of the world will compete to copy it, and the paper is expensive for a while. Our Qingyun County is located in a remote area, and Yangwu County is even more remote. Shopkeeper Li finally asked for a copy of the "White Deer Cave Anthology" that had just been published in Wangcheng, and sent it back quickly, exhausting three horses. I am going to use this as the mother book, engrave it and send it to the whole county, and sell it for three taels of silver in one book......"

"You minion, full of nonsense. Your shopkeeper is so stingy that he would be willing to exhaust three horses? Forget it...... I don't bother to talk to you anymore, and I say that three taels of silver will be three taels ......."

"Oh, Shi Zhutou, then you are too unreasonable. Qingyun County is a city and five counties, and at least it will sell more than two hundred and dozens of copies, and a total of six hundred taels of silver is only a lot more. Our Han Moxuan spent one hundred and fifty taels before and after, just in a hurry, in a hurry. If in two more days, after Wang Cheng's book is handed down, this collection will not be sold for three taels of silver, at most one tael, and it will be a lot of money to lose money......"

"Stop. Since it's the mother's head, why didn't you say it earlier. ”

Yesterday, Shi Zhutou went to the store to take it and left, how dare the little one let out a fart. ”

"I won't talk to you, pickled minions, I'll talk to your shopkeeper tomorrow. ”

"The shopkeeper's mother is seriously ill and has not seen outsiders for the past few days. He said it, and he gave the debt to the sky who dared not urge the stone to catch the head. It's just that since this mother has made a move, there is no reason to come back...... I heard that the head catcher recently hired a scholar to copy books at home, and I am afraid that he copied hundreds of books in ten days and earned hundreds of taels of silver. Han Moxuan has a small profit and can't stand it, so he doesn't expect to lose too much. The one hundred taels of the "White Deer Cave Anthology" must be recovered. ”

"Fart. You, you...... Qingtian dares to blackmail in the daytime, is it impossible to be a vegetarian when the fist of the sprinkler family?"

"Oh, the neighbors are optimistic. Shi Zhutou didn't pay his debts, and he was going to beat someone......"

After listening to the screams of the debt collector, Chu Fan knew that he had become a so-called book copyist, and he couldn't cry or laugh.

The horn of his forehead was branded with the word "Lu" when he was young, and the scar is still there when he grows up. Ten days ago, when I was practicing, I deliberately used spirit crystals to impact the scars, and I used my palms to massage them to assist, and the traces disappeared within a few days. In the past, I used to cover my forehead with a cloak of hair, but at this time it was convenient to comb my hair into a bun.

Shi Meng didn't know his preferences and habits, and he didn't dare to interrogate, so he deliberately collected a lot of new clothes and came as many as he could. There are scribe clothes with tops and bottoms, samurai clothes with long fronts and short backs, and short brown for civilians. After the scar faded that day, Chu Fan was happy for a while, so he picked out a set of scribe's clothes and took the little girl out for a walk, but unfortunately he was seen by someone with a heart.

You can't blame those people for guessing.

Thinking that Shi Meng is just a big old man who catches people, he barely recognizes a few words, where do he know any moral articles. Hundreds of books were collected at once, not hiring people to copy books and sell them for money, are they going to be burned as firewood?

In fact, among the more than 100 books, the last thing Chu Fan wanted to see was the "White Deer Cave Anthology". When I saw a few words similar to "save the principles of heaven and destroy people's desires" and "starvation to death is a small matter, and a loss of temperance is a big matter", I resolutely gave up.

But the book was really thick and beautiful, with a bright yellow cover, crisp and delicate paper, clear ink, and neat typography. Shi Meng didn't know what he was looking for, and there was nothing wrong with taking it.

Movable type printing has appeared in this era, and no matter how beautiful a book is, it is not worth a hundred taels, unless it is a unique book, unless it has other uses. But if you take it away without asking clearly, isn't it just stuffing the handle of a knife into someone's hand and letting someone slaughter it? If someone is justified first, and then use business to blackmail, it is really not easy to deal with it.

It was obvious that Shi Meng had fallen into a plot and did not run properly.

However, the status of businessmen in this world is extremely low, and they will never dare to plot against the head. Since it is so blatant, the background of this play really cannot be underestimated.

"Hmph, don't stop ...... Straight lady thief, what did Lao Tzu do when he beat you? After the beating, I will tie up and go to the official!"

"Look...... The stone catcher is going to beat someone...... Kill me, you still have to ...... money"

There was a sound of rustling and pulling.

The neighbors all seemed to have run out and helped out.

Someone reassured:

"Stone catcher, retreat first, listen to the old man's words. Don't do anything, discuss it well. As long as you do it, your justification will become unreasonable. ”

Someone else shouted:

"It is only natural to repay debts. Shi Zhutou, you are a good man, don't embarrass a few of our subordinates. There is money to give money, but there is no money to leave the next sentence, the three of us have a good reply to the shopkeeper. If you want to fight, we will stand and let you fight, frowning and not being a hero......"

Chu Fan was listening interestingly, and the little girl hurriedly pushed the door in, and said in a panic: "Brother, there are many people outside who ask for money for books." Otherwise, just return the book to them, my brother has read it anyway......"

The things that were sold, the water that was spilled, where could they be returned? Chu Fan smiled slightly, waved his hand and said:

"Don't worry, you can't eat hot tofu if you're in a hurry. Since we're starting to make trouble, let's let them make trouble for a while. I'm in the house with something important, so don't come in if it's okay. Also, I wasn't too hungry yet, so I told Sister-in-law Shi to cook later...... Hey, hey, hey......"

The little girl's apricot eyes are wide open, her little face is bulging into a bun-shaped, and her mouth is so pouting that she can hang up an oil bottle. I was stunned for a while, I really couldn't understand what medicine was sold in Chu Fan's gourd, so I let out an oh and closed the door before I heard it.

Chu Fan shook his head helplessly.

Small is not big, but the mind is not small, and the woman is not left. Hehe, his temper grows faster than his height, and he is obviously dissatisfied with his brother being a turtle with a shrunken head.

In the midst of the noise, a woman's gentle voice emerged.

"Officials, a few of them are also doing things, so don't be difficult...... Three eldest brothers, I will accompany the officials of my family. ”

Tongue-in-cheek sounds.

"Shi family lady, this can't afford it. ”

"It's still the lady of the Shi family who is sensible......"

Shi Meng's urn sounded the urn's airway.

"Oops, what are you with. They are clearly blackmailing......"

The woman ignored it and continued:

"A hundred taels of silver, I really can't take out so much at the moment. A few big brothers, do you think this will work? My golden hairpin is worth ten taels of silver, you take it to offset it first, and the shopkeeper will definitely not blame it. After three days, we'll pay back the money......"

Shi Meng grabbed the white road:

"What's the matter? This is your hairpin...... to marry."

......

"Shi family lady, this, this hairpin...... The little ones don't dare to accept it. ”

"It's okay, you take it and pay it first. ”

......

Hearing the noise at the door gradually becoming smaller, you push me, and Chu Fan tied the door from the inside.

Gently pushing open the side window, as light as a tanuki landing on the base of the wall, casually closing the window, one jumped out of the fence wall.