In the afternoon, the sun was blazing.

The coachman waved his whip, and several dart carts of the Dart Bureau set off from the door of the dart shop.

In front of the dart car, the Gu character embroidered with gold silk shines in the sun. In the carriage, they either carried silver and two treasures, or carried wanderers and bosses to other places.

On the training ground in the inner courtyard of the Gu Mansion, Chu Xiuru packed up the dishes and chopsticks, got up and left with the meal basket.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to instruct Gu Shun: "Shun'er, listen carefully to your Nangong master's words, and earnestly study martial arts skills." ”

Gu Shun casually dealt with two sentences, and then began the afternoon practice.

Nangong Yue asked him to review the mental method taught to him in the morning, and he pushed the door and didn't know what to do.

After almost a stick of incense, she went and returned, followed by a few servants from the Gu Mansion.

The servant carried bags of yellow mud and a large wooden barrel to unload it in the courtyard.

"Very well, put it here." Nangong Yue instructed the servants to place the wooden barrel on the stone slab in the middle of the courtyard.

Whether it was Gu Shun or the servants of the Gu Mansion, they all wondered what Nangong Yue was doing with such a pile of yellow mud.

I saw Nangong Yue walk to the big wooden barrel, lift a bag of dozens of catties of yellow mud with one hand, and hold the bamboo sword for training with the other hand.

After pouring all the bags of yellow mud into the bucket, Nangong Yue opened another bag and poured it in.

After a while, the barrel was stuffed with yellow mud.

"Add water." Nangong Yue saw that the soil was almost full, so she asked the servant of the Gu family to pour water into the bucket, and then said to Gu Shun:

"Disciple, you will take this bamboo pole later, reach into the bucket, and keep stirring until the cement is completely mixed into a paste, and it is almost finished."

This is not the work that is often done for ash mixing on the construction site, but I didn't expect that I would go around for several lifetimes, and I couldn't do without the fate of the civil engineering brother. ’

Nangong Yue sighed when she saw Gu Shun, thinking that he was disgusted with this training, and explained:

"Don't underestimate this exercise, it's a very practical technique for practicing wrist strength and arm strength, called arm movement into mud. As early as the previous dynasty, it was popular in various gangs.

When training, you need to keep stirring in the bucket with the bamboo pole until the yellow mud and water are mixed until the slurry is integrated, and the yellow mud is attached to the bamboo pole without falling or dripping. ”

As she spoke, Nangong Yue picked up a three-foot-long bamboo pole, stretched it into the muddy water, and stirred it vigorously, and the mixture of mud above and below the water suddenly became extremely viscous.

The bamboo pole sticks into the thick yellow mud and has a lot of resistance when stirring. For beginners who practice swords, not to mention putting the bamboo pole into the mud and stirring, even if it is pulling out the bamboo pole inserted into the yellow mud, it takes a lot of effort.

The yellow mud in the barrel was stirred by Nangong Yue, and immediately flew up and down in the barrel, due to the different densities of the two, the yellow mud soon sank to the bottom of the barrel again.

And because there is much more mud in the whole bucket than water, the weight of the yellow mud itself is not light, and the yellow mud is soaked with water, which is heavier, and the strength required to stir it again is greater.

Gu Shun looked at Nangong Yue's demonstration and felt that she was definitely a good hand when she went to the construction site.

Nangong Yue saw that the proportion of muddy water in the bucket was almost the same, so she handed the bamboo pole to Gu Shun.

"Come on, you try."

"The Nangong family usually uses a small wooden bucket filled with well water for training, but this time I specially changed a large wooden bucket for Brother Gu's son, which contains more mud.

No matter how strong this kid is, if he doesn't have a suitable power technique, he can't stir it easily.

In order to live up to Brother Gu's high expectations, I must make it more difficult for this kid and let him become a talent quickly.

I didn't deliberately pick the most difficult one for him to practice in order to meet Brother Gu more, so as to slow down the cultivation progress under the pretext of not having a solid foundation......

Hearing that Nangong Yue had started the usual broken thoughts again, Gu Shun immediately took the bamboo pole and stepped forward.

Burst~

The bamboo pole was inserted into the yellow mud by Gu Shun, and the yellow mud disturbed, and the bubbles inside floated. It wasn't until the bamboo pole reached the bottom of the barrel that Gu Shun stopped.

"You try to shake the bamboo pole vigorously first, it is normal for the first practice to be unable to stir due to too much resistance, as long as you practice more, you can make the bamboo pole swim like a snake in the mud." Nangong Yue crossed her arms and patiently explained.

"Is that so, Master?" I saw Gu Shun holding the bamboo pole with both hands, and easily stirred the bamboo pole in the yellow mud.

"Ah, this, yes, but you just now, how did you ...... this bamboo pole" Nangong Yue was stunned for a few seconds before reacting, "No, how can you stir this bamboo pole, it's fake." ”

Nangong Yue stepped forward in surprise, looked at the bamboo pole inserted in the mud, and confirmed that Gu Shun hadn't done anything just now.

"How is this possible, this mud and water, to say the least, weighs hundreds of catties, if you want to push it, you must have at least two hundred catties of strength.

Not to mention that this stirring yellow mud is not enough with strength, but also needs to find the ratio of different levels of mud and water, exert different forces, and take advantage of the situation. Otherwise, no matter how great your strength is, it will be in vain. Nangong Yueman explained in surprise,

When she was training, it took her a day to push a stick stuck in the mud. But as soon as Gu Shun came up, he easily stirred up. Sure enough, people are more popular than people.

Gu Shun read Nangong Yue's surprised voice, and at the same time did not forget to say in his heart: "Master, isn't this a child playing with mud." You make this big bucket of mud, are you letting the apprentice play with the mud, the apprentice is no longer a child, isn't this a little too naïve? ”

was said to be naïve by a six-year-old child, Nangong Yue's cheeks turned red, and she said pretendingly: "It's just an appetizer, let you try your hands, you'll know later." ”

Nangong Yue, who was dismissed, was ready to play with some hatred, so she hurriedly picked up two more bags of yellow mud and poured them all in.

The barrel was so stuffed with yellow mud that it almost spilled outside.

"Now, let's see if this kid can still stir the ground."

Gu Shun shook his head helplessly, he didn't want to accompany Nangong Yue to play such a low-level and boring game.

No matter how he said it, he was also a martial artist, although he was only six years old, his physical strength was extraordinary.

Not to mention using a bamboo pole to stir up this thin mud, even if you use one finger to lift the entire barrel and shake it, it is also a breeze.

This kind of wrist strength training is too pediatric for him, and he no longer needs basic training.

Gu Shun walked to the wooden barrel, and when he inserted the bamboo pole into the barrel, he quietly instilled strength on the bamboo pole, and as soon as the bamboo pole touched the bottom of the barrel, he didn't stir it twice, and the wooden board outside the barrel gradually began to crack.

Due to the heavy quality of the yellow mud inside, it directly overwhelmed the wooden board outside, and the entire wooden barrel fell apart instantly, and the yellow mud was sprinkled on the ground.

When Nangong Yue saw this scene, her face turned pale in an instant, she actually soiled Brother Gu's yard, and now she was in trouble.

She immediately called the servants of the Gu family, hurriedly began to clean and wash the yard, and immediately took a broom and began to clean up.

Seeing that everyone was busy, Gu Shun finally relaxed, sat down in the shade of the tree on the side, closed his eyes and continued to study the ancient god scriptures.

When Nangong Yue used a broom to clean up the mud all over the ground, she was surprised to find that the mud particles spilled out of the bucket were extremely uniform.

It stands to reason that if you want to stir the yellow mud and water to this state, you need at least half an hour of stirring.

But Gu Shun had only stirred a few times just now, and the mud had already reached this level, which was really incredible.

"Could it be that the wooden barrel just now was made by him, such a heavy yellow mud, it was still difficult for a martial artist to stir it in the early stage of internal strength, but this kid was able to make it so easy, and the sword that suddenly flew out when I tested his strength in the morning.

Could it be that Brother Gu's son is already an internal strength martial artist?"

……

In the backyard of Gu's house, Chu Xiuru was holding scissors to prune the roses planted by herself in the yard.

The roses are thorny, but the colors are extremely gorgeous.

Qiu Shi walked in from outside angrily and said, "Miss, I just secretly went to see the young shopkeeper practicing martial arts." The woman didn't want to teach the young shopkeeper seriously at all, she actually took the young shopkeeper there to play with the mud. ”

"And mud?" The scissors in Chu Xiuru's hand stopped, and she immediately sneered, "This must be the way for the Nangong family to exercise their strength, let's observe her for a few days for the time being, and if she really wastes time grinding foreign workers, kill her immediately." ”

As she spoke, Chu Xiuru waved her scissors, and a rose with the most colorful flowers was cut off.