Chen Tang guided the qi sense to flow upward, and wanted to have a Zhou Tian operation, but unexpectedly, the flow of qi in the meridians was extremely stiff and difficult, as if crawling on a narrow snake path, full of twists and turns. After tossing for a while, it was possible to reach the water hole, but it was too late to rush through the level, and the whole body trembled, softened, and the feeling of qi immediately dissipated and merged into the meridians.

"I'm so tired......"

Chen Tang fought like a fierce battle for three hundred rounds, exhausted, his eyelids were heavy, and he soon fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up the next day, the sun was already shining and I was about to get sunburned on my buttocks.

He got up in a hurry, but he was refreshed and energetic. The main reason for not completing Zhou Tian is that the qi is too weak, let alone Zhou Tian, I am afraid that it will be extremely difficult to rush to the Tanzhong acupoint on the chest.

It's hard, it's normal.

For example, if you open a mountain and pierce a hole, how can you do it in one fell swoop?

Chen Tang felt that every time he performed exercises, his sense of qi would grow a little stronger - of course, this was based on the premise of what he could do, not that he could exercise exercises many times a day, and in the current situation, once was the limit. You must know that if you are in too much hurry, your body and spirit will not be able to bear it, and you will be tired and exercised, but it will damage the meridians and cause the opposite effect.

Now that he is progressing, he is very satisfied.

Get up and go to wash, Su Ling is not at home, he should go out to work. The pot was covered with a bowl of breakfast, hot, and two boiled eggs.

This girl......

Chen Tang smiled, took a big bite of breakfast, and solved his stomach problem. Then he sat down on the bed and began to think about the next livelihood problems.

Cultivating the Sutra of Good Cultivation is destined to be a long-term plan that requires perseverance, and there is nothing to say;

The road of selling words to make money does not seem to be so easy to take.

He sold two characters to Zhao Sanye, and he should be qualified to hang the characters on the calligraphy and painting shop on Hanmo Street for consignment, but this form does not make much sense, and it may be hung for a year and a half, and no one cares about it. And if you want to consign, you will face a different purchase object-

If Zhao Sanye is regarded as a "special" person, outside of the special, he is a "normal" person.

This "normal" can be referred to by the historical market that Chen Tang is familiar with. They buy calligraphy and paintings, pay attention to calligraphy and painting, pen, ink and paper, etc., the requirements are very high, and they also pursue the famous effect, for the nameless, it is scoffing.

Therefore, if Chen Tang wants to consign, he first has to buy good paper and ink, and even have to frame it.

How can he afford to be so extravagant now?

Moreover, the input and the harvest are completely disproportionate, so there is no need to think about it.

Thinking of this, Chen Tang couldn't help but sigh: Why is Yin Guo's poetry a small way? If he is like the Tang and Song dynasties, maybe he only needs to show a classic work, and he may be famous in the literary world, Luoyang paper is expensive, and he will not worry about eating and drinking......

However, when entering the countryside, you have to follow the customs, self-pity and self-pity will not help, and you have to face the reality.

......

Panzhou Prefecture, Zhaojiazhuang, a clean room in the backyard.

The clean room was quite large and empty, and the blocks on the floor were solid slate bricks.

Whew!

Gusts of wind blow, Zhao Sanye was shirtless and practicing boxing.

His set of boxing techniques, wide open and closed, vigorous and vigorous, practiced to a fierce place, and slammed a fist on the ground.

Disheveled!

There was a loud bang, and large patches of thick, hard slate bricks cracked like a huge spider's web.

Zhao Sanye jumped up, stood firmly, collected his strength and exhaled, and the upper body whose muscles had swelled up just now due to the exercise slowly calmed down. Beads of sweat covered the bronzed muscles, filled with a sense of masculinity.

Looking at the cracked floor tiles, he showed a satisfied look on his face: "The vibration is two, and the practice is almost complete." ”

Then he put on a robe and walked out.

Outside, there is a small hall, which is very different from the layout of the clean room. The antique tables and chairs are opened, and on the walls on both sides, there are calligraphy and paintings, the whole style is elegant and exquisite, and it has its own ancient style.

Zhao Sanye walked in front of a painting and watched it quietly:

"The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground; look up at the bright moon and bow your head to think of your hometown!"

This one is the "Silent Night Thoughts" sold to him by Chen Tang.

Zhao Sanye read while reading, and shook his head, at this time, how could he have the slightest image of a tiger and a tiger martial artist, but like a reader who was intoxicated with poetry.

After reading, he closed his eyes and pondered, and after a long while, he opened his eyes and said leisurely: "The way of civil and martial arts, one by one, is really good." ”

As he spoke, he looked at the "Ugly Slave" next to him.

There is a lot of similarity between the two paintings, because they are both written by one person. It's just that the artistic conception is different, one theme is "sorrow", and the other theme is "thinking". In comparison, "The Ugly Slave" is more mournful, while "Silent Night Thoughts" is more elegant and elegant.

"It's a pity that the few effective calligraphy and paintings I received are mostly mournful works, which are not in line with my "Zhenshan Boxing", otherwise, I should be able to ...... further."

Thinking of this, Zhao Sanye was a little depressed.

However, he also understands that it is not easy to receive calligraphy and paintings with special functions. Although there is not much breath contained in these calligraphy and paintings, after appreciating them, the spirit is relaxed and happy, which can be used to repair the soul damage caused by the practice and soothe the tense spirit, which is very effective.

These effects are extraordinary and difficult to obtain in other ways.

The outside family practiced, the inner family practiced strength, the three brothers of the Zhao family, but only Zhao Sanye practiced to the inner family realm, and he was the only one who had this need. As for the eldest and second, they are still in the stage of being outside the house, and they belong to ordinary martial artists, and they can't feel the breath of calligraphy and painting at all, let alone absorb it.

"This Chen Xiucai looks very talented and learned, and in just two days, he can write two good poems. No wonder he was invited by Master Hu to be a tutor, but this Hu family village is full of weirdness, and I don't know where it came from. Hmph, keeping people in captivity is useless and meaningless. This is also the reason why Chen Xiucai was fired after only being a teacher for half a month. Master Hu is not slow to realize his mistakes, and fortunately, he was picked up by me for two cheap. Otherwise, it will be difficult to double the vibration. ”

Thinking of the difficulties in practicing, Zhao Sanye's thick eyebrows furrowed.

There are more than a dozen calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls on both sides of the small hall, in fact, only the two newly written by Chen Tang are useful, and the other calligraphy and painting breath have long been absorbed and have lost their efficacy. For the time being, there is no new product to replace it, so it is left on the wall, and it can only be used as an ornament.

After watching it for a while, Zhao Sanye walked out and returned to the main hall outside.

Dengdenden!

A man in a strong suit hurriedly walked in, clasped his fists and saluted, and said in a deep voice: "Third master, something happened to the dart in the southwest." ”

Zhao Sanye was stunned: "It was robbed? No, the road in the southwest has always been very smooth...... But with the skills of Song and Wu Dangtou, they can all hold on to idle thieves. ”

The man in the suit smiled bitterly: "I don't know the specific situation, it's very weird, they passed by Mangniuling, and they lost their traces when they stayed at the mountain temple at night, and the three big cars and darts were there, but more than a dozen people were gone." ”

"What?"

Zhao Sanye Huo Ran exclaimed: "The dart goods are here, and the people are gone?"

The man in the strong suit nodded, his face solemn: "This matter is mysterious, and my subordinates feel that they may have encountered evil." ”

Hearing the word "evil", Zhao Sanye's expression was suddenly gloomy and about to drip water.