For the ruffians, the best opportunity for the opponent to be the most lax is when the opponent is most relaxed.

Yin Tianxuan's feeling to Lin Junxuan was similar to that of the ruffians and hooligans he had encountered before coming to this world, and Lin Junxuan had enough experience in dealing with this kind of person.

After Yin Tianxuan left, the carriage continued to move forward, and the carriage returned to normal, Luo Chang and Luo Qiyan were still ignorant of what had just happened, and they didn't notice that Lin Junxuan got a silver needle down from the wall of the carriage and hid it in his arms.

"Childe and Miss are frightened, so they don't have to go to the study today to 'practice sticking'. After the carriage stopped, the old butler opened the door and said to the Luo Chang brothers and sisters.

"Take the young lady and the young lady down," said the old butler, turning to the two rows of maidservants and servants behind him.

"Yes, Butler. The handmaidens and servants bowed in response. Soon, the Luo brothers and sisters were led out by the maidservants and slaves, and Lin Junxuan also returned to his residence.

For five days in a row, Lin Junxuan did not see the Luo brothers and sisters, and he returned to a peaceful life. Studying, practicing, and stabilizing the blood, although there was nothing wrong, every meal was still delivered on time.

"It is estimated that the Purple Marquis Mansion is still dealing with that matter, and no one will come to disturb me in the short term. Lin Junxuan pushed open the window, it was already midnight. The sky of Lin'an City was spotless, and through the night sky, Lin Junxuan saw a few bright stars hanging high in the sky.

"The stars are bright in winter, but the number is too small, and I don't know if practicing the 'Star Receiving Qi Method' has any effect. Looking at the stars in the sky, Lin Junxuan said silently in his heart. In the past few days, he has strengthened his qi and blood a little, and now that the 'foundation building' is very stable, Lin Junxuan decided to practice the 'Star Qi Receiving Method' tonight.

At night, most of the people in the Midnight Marquis Mansion had already slept, and Lin Junxuan was not worried that his cultivation of the 'Star Qi Receiving Method' would be discovered.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Junxuan sat down facing the open window. Practicing the 'Star Receiving Qi Method' requires an extremely peaceful state of mind.

"'Eyes look at the nose, nose looks at the heart'," Lin Junxuan meditated on the points mentioned in the Xingchen Qi Receiving Method, and did as he said, slowly, breathing slowly, and his mood was like an ancient well.

"Now, slowly visualize the power of the stars in the sky, and enter the body through the pores of the whole body," Lin Junxuan still imagined the method mentioned in the "Dao Fa Zhengzang", imagining what the top of his head would look like.

Lin Junxuan has read "Kaiping Zhanjing" and knows the distribution of stars in the sky.

The Seven Constellations of Xuanwu in the North, the Seven Constellations of the Canglong in the East, and the Seven Constellations of the White Tiger in the West......" Lin Junxuan imagined the constellations that would appear above his head in winter, and constellations composed of stars slowly appeared in the sky that Lin Junxuan imagined.

Not seeing it doesn't mean that it doesn't exist, Lin Junxuan imagined that these countless star powers fell from the sky, drawing one trajectory after another, slowly gathering around the body, and then these star powers slowly and slowly entered the body and entered the pores of the whole body......

It's an extremely relaxing process, and the more you try to get closer to your body with the power of the stars, the more relaxed your mind becomes......

I don't know how long it took, Lin Junxuan gradually couldn't feel his body, as if he had slept for a while, when Lin Junxuan 'opened' his eyes again, he was already in a boundless darkness, and in this darkness, wisps of bright stars and mist like smoke and fog were scattered around, and a gentle feeling came to his heart.

"This is star power!" Lin Junxuan's heart swelled with a hint of enlightenment, he quietly looked at these beautiful and bright star mist, and there was no joy or sorrow in his heart......

Lin Junxuan didn't know that just when his mind entered the realm of thoughtlessness, under his clothes, the star-shaped pendant chain that emitted a soft light suddenly floated silently, and a trace of fluorescent stars emerged from the darkness, gathered around Lin Junxuan, and slowly poured into the pores of his whole body......

Time passed in this kind of calmness, no joy and no sorrow, Lin Junxuan's mind was immersed in that wonderful feeling, and he completely forgot about time......

"It's not good, the "Star Qi Receiving Method" says that the first time you practice the "Star Qi Receiving Method" can only be practiced at that hour in the evening, and now I'm afraid it's already past the time of the child," as soon as this thought arose, endless distractions immediately came flooding in, and that wonderful and calm state could no longer be maintained, Lin Junxuan only felt that his eyes were dark, and he opened his eyes.

The room was quiet, the windows were still open, and a rare breeze passed through them. Lin Junxuan stood up and poked his head out of the window. A few very bright stars in the sky have disappeared, the sky has not yet dawned, Lin Junxuan doesn't know how many hours have passed, but he can be sure that the time has definitely passed.

"It should be not long after the time of the child," Lin Junxuan looked at the sky and thought, it was clearly said in the "Dao Fa Zhengzang" that the first time to practice, it can only be in the time of the child. Lin Junxuan moved his hands and feet, and he didn't feel anything wrong, on the contrary, his skin was cool and cool, very comfortable, and his whole body seemed to be full of strength.

"This 'Star Qi Receiving Method' is really magical, but I have only been practicing for an hour, and I actually feel it. "During the entire cultivation process, Lin Junxuan didn't find anything abnormal. Stretching his legs and feet, seeing that it was still early, Lin Junxuan casually closed the window, lay down on the bed, and slept with his clothes.

Lin Junxuan saw the Ziyi Hou and his children again in the afternoon of the next day, and the old housekeeper sent someone to call Lin Junxuan to the wing room of the Ziyi Hou's mansion.

When Lin Junxuan entered, Luo Chang and Luo Qiyan, two siblings, were holding two thick gold-painted brushes and writing calligraphy on rice paper. The old butler nodded to him, and Lin Junxuan walked in.

After a cursory glance, Lin Junxuan found that a long table prepared for himself was also placed with a brush and rice paper. The rice paper was rolled up and not spread out, and there was a palm-sized platform next to it, and there were ink strips in the platform, but there was no ink. Obviously, this set of pen, ink and paper was prepared for him, but it was not for him to use now.

Lin Junxuan is a smart man, since people don't want him to use it now, he won't touch that set of pen, ink, paper, and paper. Crossing his desk, Lin Junxuan walked around behind the desk of the brother and sister to watch.

After all, Luo Qiyan is still young, she can't hold the pen tightly, and her writing is crooked, but she has already revealed a little girl's graceful atmosphere. Seeing Lin Junxuan watching behind him, Luo Qiyan turned his head and stuck out his tongue, grimaced, and continued to write.

Lin Junxuan could see that it was false for Ziyihou to let his two children practice calligraphy, and it was true to hone their surnames. Then a gold-painted pen holder is far more than a child's specifications, not to mention children, even adults use a pen smaller than this gold-painted brush. But such a brush was held in Luo Chang's hand, but it was steady and trembling at all. His arms were stretched straight, clearly exerting his strength.

"There is more than square, but not enough elegant. Glancing at the words written by Luo Chang, Lin Junxuan gave an evaluation in his heart. Lin Junxuan glanced at Luo Chang again, and the stickers that he had not confiscated were all in that square and meticulous font. This kind of font is not bad, but it lacks a kind of agility, a kind of soul, like a word carved out of a mold.

"Since I am a companion, I have to teach them something. Lin Junxuan remembered the lady in purple, who gave Lin Junxuan a very kind and kind impression. Soon after entering the house, the lady rewarded herself twice, and each time it was quite a lot. Lin Junxuan doesn't like to owe others something, he can't do it. With a change of heart, Lin Junxuan decided to teach them something.

"Don't use too much force, hold the pen steadily, but also softly," Lin Junxuan whispered in Luo Chang's ear: "Imagine, you hold a duck egg in the palm of your hand, how can you prevent it from falling? If you use too much force, you will crush him, and if you don't have enough strength, it will fall off!"

At the door of the study, the old housekeeper glanced at Lin Junxuan, but he didn't seem to see it, and turned his head to the side.

The pen in Luo Chang's hand paused, turned his head, glared at Lin Junxuan, and shouted: "Don't talk nonsense, my father said that you should be square and generous." The same should be true for writing. ”

Lin Junxuan shook his head in his heart, this child's father had a great influence on him, and what he said had been regarded as a golden rule by this child.

"The handwriting should be square, you have completely done it, what about the atmosphere?" Lin Junxuan asked, glancing at the door, seeing that the old housekeeper did not look here, knowing that he had obtained his acquiescence.

Luo Chang couldn't help but suffocate when he heard Lin Junxuan's words. Although he is a prince child, he is not as empty-sighted as ordinary princely children.

"What my father said is certainly not wrong. If you say that my handwriting is not good, then you can write it!"

Luo Chang is a child after all, and he was told that his handwriting was not good, and his mouth was bulging with anger. Where would Lin Junxuan be as knowledgeable as him, just smiled. Walking to the desk, Lin Junxuan spread out a new piece of rice paper, pressed it with a paperweight, picked up the ink strip again, grinded it in the Shuotai, and then took out the ink strip when the ink fragrance dissipated.

Take the pen, dip it in ink, and turn the pen Lin Junxuan is very skillful and smooth, and there is an indescribable charm. Glancing at Luo Chang's piece of rice paper, Lin Jun Xuanyun's pen was flying, and he wrote four words on the rice paper: 'Bow to the world'!

Luo Chang was born in a princely family, and has been taught by a famous teacher since he was a child, so he can be said to be very confident in his own handwriting. But when he saw Lin Junxuan put pen to paper, Luo Chang knew that he was afraid that he was going to lose.

Before entering this world through the black passage, even some old people in the park who had been immersed in this road for many years were surprised when they saw the calligraphy written by Lin Junxuan, and they didn't dare to say that they could surpass him. In other aspects, Lin Junxuan may not be able to, but in this aspect, Lin Junxuan wants to teach a child, which is absolutely more than enough.

The four words are written in one go, and they leap on the page. Lin Junxuan did not show all his skills. Luo Chang thinks that the font should be square, and Lin Junxuan writes squarely. It is also the four words of 'bow to the world', Lin Junxuan writes magnificently, with a lofty mountain towering in the middle, and the stream flowing through it. Luo Chang thought that the words were good, and when they were placed next to Lin Junxuan's four words, they were like earthworms crawling, dwarfed.

Looking at Luo Chang's shocked appearance, Lin Junxuan nodded with satisfaction: "Practice the pen and practice the heart, only by integrating the mental conception into the pen, the words in your pen will have a soul, otherwise, no matter how well you write, without the slightest aura, it will only be like wood." ”;