When Jin Er heard this, he felt bitter in his heart, but he had to obey the order, so he got off the horse, took out an iron ruler from the saddle, walked to Chen Peng, hugged his fist slightly, and said softly: "Offended." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" raised the iron ruler and slashed towards Chen Peng. Jin Er is a subordinate, and Chen Peng's status is comparable to Jin Qingyun, or even higher. Huang Shibo and Kui Gang are both monks who have entered the Great Perfection realm in the Great Xia Kingdom, and Jin Qingyun is just the son of one of Huang Shibo's maidservants, and Huang Shibo has many wives and concubines, and even more children. And Chen Peng is Kui Gang's personal disciple, Kui Gang has no wife and no children, and the eight disciples are no different from his biological children.

Chen Peng's feet did not move, his eyes stared at the iron ruler on the second hand of gold, and his face was calm. Jin Er was a little flustered in his heart, and he really didn't know what to do for a while. If he really fights and injures someone, although he is acting on orders, if Kui Gang really wants to investigate, he is only afraid that he will not be held responsible, and if he stops, Jin Qingyun in front of him is afraid that he will blame him.

The thought that appeared in Jin Er's mind was just a momentary thing, and then he felt a tightness in his hand, but he was caught by Chen Peng's wrist, and then his waist was tightened, and Chen Peng's other hand held his waist and eye. Jin Er only felt numb, and then like a cloud, he was thrown out by Chen Peng four or five zhang away, and he fell into seven meat and eight vegetables.

"Okay," a crisp cheer sounded behind Chen Peng, but it was Xiao Cui who saw Chen Peng show off his skills, and his nervous heart suddenly relaxed, and he couldn't help but cheer loudly.

When Jin Qingyun saw this scene, his heart was "groaning" and sank. Chen Peng's skills, he knows in his heart, although he is a little smarter than himself, but he can't get anywhere, Jin Er will never be able to catch a move. And seeing Chen Peng throw Jin Er out four or five feet away, a bad thought rose in his heart.

"Why does this surnamed Chen have so much energy, is it ......" Jin Qingyun was born in Huangshi Bofu, so he naturally has knowledge. There are no special circumstances in a person's strength, and it is impossible for it to change so much in a short period of time. As for those special cases, unless it is ......

"The surname is Chen, could it be that you have awakened Yuan Li?" Jin Qingyun blurted out when he thought of this.

Chen Peng smiled, and did not answer positively: "Jin Qingyun, you don't want to be the son of Huang Shibo, so you are domineering outside." I heard that Master Huang Shibo is also a philanthropic person, and if I know what you are doing outside, I am afraid that I will not be happy. ”

"Let's go," Jin Qingyun shouted at the servant, turned around and took Jin Er's mount, turned over on the horse, whipped it violently, and galloped away, but he didn't even sit in the carriage. Seeing that the master's house was gone, the other servants naturally scattered as birds and beasts and walked away. There was only Jin Er, but he didn't even have a mount, so he didn't dare to take the carriage, so he had to get up, endure the pain in his body, and run away with a smoke. Fortunately, Chen Peng did not make a heavy hand and controlled the strength of his hand, Jin Er looked like he had fallen badly, but he was not injured.

"The little old man thanked the son for saving his life. The old man who sold crickets saw that Jin Qingyun was gone, and hurriedly stepped forward to kowtow to Chen Peng.

"The old man doesn't need to be polite, it may be a matter of life and death for you, but it's just a gesture for me. Xiaocui, look at how much these crickets are worth for the old man, and you give them to the old man. ”

"How this is made, how this is made. The old man rubbed his hands again and again, but he couldn't help but reach out and take the money handed over by Xiao Cui. Chen Peng doesn't have much in his eyes, and when it comes to livelihoods, it is often difficult for people to take care of their dignity.

After such an episode, Chen Peng didn't have the heart to play, and took Xiaocui home immediately. However, this time he revisited his hometown, and the memories in Chen Peng's heart woke up more and more. Although Jinshui Town is a town, it has a population of more than 200,000 people, which is not the same as the town in Chen Peng's dream, and Jinshui Town is only medium in the surrounding area. Although it is a town, it covers a very large area, comparable to the scale of a medium-sized city in Chen Peng's dreamland. The town is just the most basic population gathering place in the Great Xia Kingdom, there are counties in the town, there are counties in the county, there are states in the county, and there are dozens or hundreds of villages around each town, so calculated, the territory of the Great Xia Empire really doesn't know how vast it is, it is simply not comparable to any country in Chen Peng's dream.

The imperial power of the Great Xia Kingdom was only down to the county, and the highest governor of a county was the county order, but there were no bureaucrats stationed by the state in the town. The person in charge of the town is the mayor of the town, just like the head of the village, and he is elected by the elders of the town. Chen Peng's master, Kui Gang, as a monk who has entered the Great Perfection realm, is naturally a pivotal figure in Jinshui Town, but he naturally will not participate in these tedious chores, but whenever there is something important in Jinshui Town, the mayor of the town will come to ask Kui Gang's opinion.

These are all things that Chen Peng's memories in his head have gradually recovered in the past few days, but he naturally doesn't care too much, and now his only top priority is cultivation. His main task is to meditate and cultivate his vitality every day, and to urge his vitality to dredge the acupuncture points and meridians of the whole body. He read through the Hundred Battles Fist Method in general, but he didn't practice it. After reading it once, Chen Peng understood that to practice boxing, he needed to urge his vitality to cooperate, and now he didn't even dredge one percent of the meridians in his body, so he couldn't practice boxing at all. Even if you practice reluctantly, it is only a superficial appearance, and it cannot achieve the effect of refining the body.

Day after day, Chen Peng meditates and practices qi every day, then dredges the meridians, rests when he is tired, and studies the Hundred Battles boxing method. Although there are many parts that cannot be cultivated now, it is always good to sharpen the knife and cut wood, and it always does not hurt to be familiar with it now. In the second month, Chen Peng was familiar with the Hundred Battles boxing technique, so he followed Kui Gang's instructions and burned the boxing technique with a fire.

Finally, after a year, Chen Peng was able to open up the Foot Shaoyin Meridian in his right leg. After opening up, Chen Peng tried to practice the Hundred Battles Fist Method, mainly to cultivate the right leg of the Shaoyin Sutra. After a trial, it is a little awkward, the right leg is slightly able to urge, but the rest of the body is not coordinated, I am afraid that long-term practice in this situation will only hinder the body. However, although the boxing method cannot be practiced, Chen Peng asked Wu You for advice, but he also learned a method, erected an iron stake in the yard, urged the vitality every day, and practiced kicking against the iron stake, although it is not as effective as the hundred battles boxing method, but it can also play some use. Ordinary martial artists use wooden stakes to practice, but it is not enough for monks, and they are afraid that they will be kicked and broken at once. It would be better to replace it with an iron pile, but it didn't last long, and the iron pile had been bent in a big arc after ten days. However, Chen Peng also has a way to deal with it, change the direction, continue to practice, and then kick it back.

"One, two, three......"

There was a "bang" sound in the courtyard, but it was Chen Peng practicing, just looking at the shaking of the iron pile, Chen Peng's forehead was already sweating like rain, and the top of his head was also steaming. After a hundred kicks, Chen Peng stopped and took a slow walk in the courtyard to rest. After walking for a while, I poured a bowl of chicken soup from the food box on the side, a pot wrapped in cotton wool, and drank it. This chicken soup was boiled by Xiaocui in the morning, and ginseng was added to it, which was very nourishing. As the saying goes, if you are poor and don't practice martial arts, if you are rich, ordinary people will consume a lot of physical strength to practice martial arts, and if they can't keep up with their nutrition, their bodies will soon be hollowed out.

Although Chen Peng said that part of the meridians of his right leg had been passed through and could be tempered through vitality, the rest of his body was not low in consumption during practice, and he needed to replenish nutrition in time. Every day, Chen Peng will insist on practicing a thousand times, and every time he will take it seriously, use enough strength, and never make up the number indiscriminately. However, Chen Peng couldn't kick it in one go, but divided it into ten times, resting for a while after practicing a hundred times each time, and then continued to practice when his physical strength recovered. Rao is like this, after a day of practice, not to mention the soreness all over his body, his right leg is also extremely sore, under repeated tempering. The number of 1,000 times is not to say that it is ordered casually, but a limit number summed up by Chen Peng after repeated calculations.

"Childe, I've found the master craftsman, do you want him to come in now?" asked Xiao Cui at the gate of the courtyard, poking her head out. She had been waiting here for a while, and when she saw Chen Peng stop to rest, she came over to ask for instructions. Although Chen Peng treats her very tolerantly, she is a girl who knows how to advance and retreat, and knows how to be measured, and she will not forget her dignity and humility.

"Okay, you let him come. ”

After a while, Xiao Cui brought a man in. This person is not tall, but he looks very stocky, with a black face, and the muscles all over his body can't even wrap the clothes on his body, and he looks like a piece.

"Little Zhao Tiezhu, what do you have to say. The man walked up to Chen Peng, saluted and asked respectfully.

"Master Zhao doesn't have to be polite, I have some gadgets, see if you can help me make it." You wait here for me, and I'll show you a drawing. Chen Peng went back to the house and took a few pieces of paper.

Zhao Tiezhu took the drawings and looked at them for a while, and said suspiciously: "The things painted by the prince are small but a little incomprehensible, they look like waterwheels, and some like hanging wheels, and the small ones have never been done." ”

"It's the equipment I use to work out. You see that this iron rod is connected to an iron plate at one end, and there is an iron pillar in the middle of the iron plate, and you can make some iron blocks with holes, and then I can put the iron pillars on the iron plate one by one. You can help me make ten pieces of iron first, fifty pounds each. You look at the other end of this iron is a round hole, riveted to this base, but movable. When the time comes, the base will be nailed deep into my yard with an iron chisel. The triangular thing on the base was a cushion, which was made with cotton wool and cowhide, and when I sat on the cushion, my lower leg was sandwiched between the two short iron posts welded on this iron rod, and I was able to lift the iron plate with my legs with the iron block on it. ”