The first rays of light in the morning shone into the grass house, Zuo Ci uncovered the quilt covered by Jiang Qi on time and shouted: "The time has come, don't get up to practice yet、、、"

"Old man, I was busy until midnight last night, let me have a good rest!" Jiang Qi moved lazily, rolled up and fell asleep again.

But now it's not his turn to call the shots, Zuo Ci directly stepped forward and grabbed his ears that were exposed outside the quilt and lifted them, and didn't care about his resistance and howling at all, even if he threw it out, he finally said: "Be conscious in the future, I don't have a good temper 、、、 old way."

"Count you ruthless、、、 was troubled, although Jiang Qi was angry and drowsy, he still had to swallow his anger and complain, then got up and began to tidy up.

After eating a simple morning meal, Jiang Qi touched his shriveled stomach, and followed Zuo Ci sullenly to a clearing outside the grass house, and started the first communication between the two masters and apprentices.

"What martial arts have you learned before、、、 Zuo Ci asked first.

"I used to learn boxing and bow skills with the generals in the house, but you are too picky, old man! What kind of exercises are you practicing without enough food? Jiang Qi said while touching his rumbling belly.

"It seems that you eat a lot of food, how much can you eat in one meal before" Zuo Ci Yile asked about Jiang Qi's movements.

"What's this, my mother said that I can eat since I was a child, and when I was three years old, I could eat a meal for an adult for a day, if I practiced a meal, I could eat half a sheep, and bring three catties of food, but I have a lot of strength! Now you can open three stone bows in a row," Jiang Qi said with a little arrogance.

"With blood power, you do need a lot of meat to replenish qi, it seems that you are quite a loser, but if you continue to practice, you will be a second-rate martial artist at most in the future, at most better than your family," Zuo Ci said coldly.

"It's like you're very powerful, don't you need to eat to practice martial arts, I think you're poor and can't eat!" Jiang Qi glanced at Zuo Ci and said in a way that he was neither yin nor yang.

"Hahaha、、、 told you that you kid is playing the piano to the cow, I'm afraid that your family will not tell you what a casting base is! You kid just relied on his innate divine power to take advantage of some innate advantages, otherwise he would just be a general," Zuo Ci laughed and struck again.

"What 、、、 Zhuji?" asked Jiang Qi blankly, picking his head.

"For a person who practices martial arts, casting a foundation is a process of forging muscles and bones, only in this way can the greatest potential of a martial artist be developed, but this casting foundation has high requirements for age and the innate nature of those who practice martial arts, not everyone can, and the way of casting the foundation of each sect is different, but the same is that once the foundation is successful, the future martial arts training will get twice the result with half the effort, and there is no need to replenish the essence with a lot of food." Zuo Ci painstakingly explained Jiang Qi's confusion, at this moment, he did have the appearance of a master.

"Ah、、、 I don't understand, but you won't tell me, old man, since last night, you've been laying a foundation for me! If not, will it abolish me? Jiang Qi looked dazed at first, but then when he remembered last night's experience, he couldn't help jumping up and asked worriedly.

"Yes, last night's decoction is the medicine for cutting muscles and forging bones, now your age is the most suitable time to cast a foundation, within five years, your strength will not only be several times greater, but also your muscles and bones are much tougher than ordinary people, even if you are injured one day, your recovery speed is not comparable to ordinary people" Zuo Ci's jaw head said that the answer was correct, and he almost added a sentence that could be taught.

"Old man, you haven't told me what would have happened if you hadn't cast," Jiang Qi looked at him resentfully and said angrily at Zuo Ci's self-assertion.

"This 、、、 is nothing but a big deal, it's just lying on the couch for a lifetime, and you've not been there."

"What old man, you 、、、、、 me to kill you without my consent、、、、、" Jiang Qi's eyes widened suddenly, and he rushed forward desperately with a roar.

But the next thing can be imagined、、、、、、、

"This kid really didn't go to the house for three days、、、 squatted, don't think about eating if you don't practice for three or five or seven hours today, okay、、、 then read the next poem, Yanyan Yu Fei, and the rest of the pool. The son is home, and he is sent away to the night 、、、"

In the open space, Zuo Ci held a bamboo slip, looking like a fairy wind bone, and said earnestly to Jiang Qi, who was gray-headed and dirty, with blue and black eyes, standing on the plum blossom pile and practicing the pile.

But at this moment, Jiang Qi listened to it, after the battle just now, he was completely defeated, and he didn't even touch a single hair of Lao Dao, so he was beaten with a swollen skin and a swollen face, and finally he was forced to stand on the pile, but he didn't expect Lao Dao to be ready to let him go, and he fell with stones on his waist and wrists. Add stones to this one, but instead of stuffing a roll of bamboo slips in his hand for him to read. You can read this book, but who knew that it was the Book of Poetry that I was reading when I was reading the enlightenment, and Jiang Qi, who was angry, almost turned his face again.

However, he was afraid of being beaten, and Jiang Qi's resentment could only be scolded in his heart: "Old Dao, don't you know that Young Master Ben can recite three hundred poems at the age of five? But resentment is resentment, who makes the situation inferior, and now there is only obedient obedience.

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That is, from this day on, Zuo Ci began to torture Jiang Qi in a variety of ways, Jiang Qi got up every day, and began to stand on the pile for three hours according to the method of teaching, and the place where the pile was stood was different every once in a while, and it was more dangerous every time. For example, sometimes on the edge of the cliff, sometimes on the branches, sometimes on the rippling lake, anyway, there is Jiang Qi's figure in all the places that can make people unable to calm down.

After standing on the pile, it was Jiang Qi's most relaxed moment, the whole morning was the learning time of qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, and when this aspect arrived, Zuo Ci knew that he was really talented as an apprentice, and his military books that had been placed on the bookshelf and were already covered with dust became Jiang Qi's favorite, and the entire book was almost ruined by him.

Of course, for this, Jiang Qi has to thank himself, the master who has always been called the old man, and thank him for collecting almost all kinds of military books and strategies in the world, such as "Sun Tzu", "Wu Zi", "Liutao", "Three Strategies", "Sima Fa", "Wei Xuanzi", etc.

Every day, Jiang Qi is quiet in the sea of books, and gradually he doesn't feel that this Tianzhu Mountain is so boring.

Of course, in addition to reading the art of war every day, Jiang Qi also has a great interest in learning musical instruments, especially in Yaoqin and Dongxiao performance, he has an innate talent.

After noon, Jiang Qi learned some martial arts, of course, it was also the weakest point of his master Zuo Ci, the only thing that could be taken was some of the essence in the Dunjia Heavenly Book, such as the concealment, escape, and even the legendary light skills, but the brave Jiang Qi in his bones did not care about these escape techniques at all, like the art of hiding and disguise Jiang Qi, he only learned some fur.

However, even these furs have benefited him a lot, and even escaped in the future, but the biggest gain is that he applied this technique to the mysterious team under his command in the future, and the results were good.

As for the light work, Jiang Qi was originally dismissive, but under the request of Yan Shi Zuoci, he had to study hard.

Of course, he also suffered a lot for this, not only did he have to wear bulky armor that he didn't know where to get it, but he climbed and leaped through the mountains and forests full of strange rocks and thorns.

The most hateful thing is that there is a master behind him who is riding a horse, holding a stone in his hand, and when he sees him slow down, he will split his head and cover his face, in the face of the pervasive flying stones, Jiang Qi only got up again and again, and continued to move forward with a scolding in his mouth, of course, in exchange for more flying stones.

Fortunately, the hard work pays off, and the benefits of standing for three hours a day are reflected at this time, and the long-term standing pile not only makes Jiang Qi's endurance stronger and stronger, but also his body balance is getting better and better.

It is said that there is oppression where there is resistance, in the face of Feishi's abuse, Jiang Qi will certainly not let it go, it is not his style to be beaten and not fight back, and soon Jiang Qi began to fight back, Feishi to Feishi, although he can't beat Zuo Ci's godlike flying stone every time, but after being beaten more, he can slowly be able to hit six or seven out of ten, but he also practiced a life-killing flying knife between the unintentional willows.

As for after nightfall, Jiang Qi did not rest, but began the most painful moment of the day, 'washing the tendons and valve marrow', Jiang Qi not only had to endure the pain of eating the bones in the wooden barrel, but also had to endure the red roast of the pill he took, at that moment Jiang Qi can be said to be living like a year, miserable, fortunately he had a cheap master, taught him a kind of pranayama meditation skills.

With the method of meditation, not only can you practice qi to eliminate all distracting thoughts, but also resolve the pain caused by pills and potions, of course, the biggest benefit of the method of pranayama when resolving pain is to regulate the function, so that the body can recover its strength as soon as possible, and because of this, Jiang Qi recognized for the first time that he was not useless as a cheap master.