The ground is full of soft soil, although it is trampled a little tightly, but with a little force, it will step on a footprint, but the six arguments just smashed their fists and stomped their feet, and it looked extremely powerful, but after the twelve postures were finished, there was not even a single footprint left on the ground! It can be seen that it condenses all its strength in its body, contains it but does not reveal it, so that it does not leak out. This subtle and restrained power is really very clever.

If Lu Zheng hadn't learned the method of waist and hip synergy from Ma Wang Xiaobai by chance, he would be very familiar with luck, but he would not be able to see this mystery. Mr. Le said that all the vulgar people in the world can only see changes and know their merits, but the wise people can see the same and know their merits. Now there are not even a single footprint on the ground, if you don't see it with your own eyes, who can believe that there are six debates here just now to practice a small refinement?

Liu Wei retracted his body, a layer of fine sweat was already slightly on his forehead, he immediately sat down, closed his eyes in place and breathed for a while, as if he was practicing the true technique, and only stood up after a while. Shen Xuan clapped his hands, and praised again, and then proposed to let Lu Zheng teach this small refining form every day after the six debates, until Lu Zheng practiced perfectly. Liubi was silent for a while, looked at Lu Zheng, nodded and agreed, then turned around and walked away.

Lu Zheng saw that although the six debates were silent and did not like to take care of themselves, but his demeanor was steady and his skills were strong, he admired him very much in his heart, and wanted to make friends with him.

On this day, Lu Zheng stayed in Shenxu's wooden house, except for listening to Shenxu continue to explain the key points of small refining and entering the truth. After lunch, Shenxu also explained to him the method of planting rice, which was a major event for Lu Zheng to fill his stomach in the future.

There are many steps in that kind of rice method, which is very complicated, which not only consumes mental effort, but also depends on the time of day, which is extremely difficult. Shen Xu explained in detail how to soak the rice in water to germinate, how to cultivate seedlings, and then divide the seedlings, transplant the seedlings, weeding and catching insects, and then find a piece of paper and write it down. Hand it to Lu Zheng.

Lu Zheng never knew that it would take so much hard work to eat a bowl of rice. And it depends on whether God rewards the face, otherwise, there is a possibility that there will be no harvest and work in vain. I can't help but feel very emotional.

Be cautious. told Lu Zheng with a smile. Let him not worry about it, saying that this kind of rice is not a matter of cultivation, just to let the famous disciples support themselves. Even if Lu Zheng can't grow rice, it doesn't matter. You can come to his place for dinner, but you still have to do those face-saving things.

Lu Zheng saw that although this cautious uncle often did those things that deceived the good and feared the evil, he did his best to defend himself everywhere, although he had other purposes, but he was really good to himself, and secretly said in his heart, if he had the opportunity in the future, he would persuade the uncle not to bully those named disciples at will, but it would be inappropriate to say this rashly now. At that moment, I sincerely thanked my uncle, and took the paper that recorded how to grow rice and returned to his wooden house. On the way, he suddenly remembered that he had seen the head of the house on Yuantai, he was dressed as a peasant, and it seemed that the reason was here, and he thought, why did he become the head of the house, did he still have to go to farm every day? Could it be that this kind of rice has another meaning?

On the way back to the wooden house, he smelled a stench from a distance, Lu Zheng covered his mouth and nose and walked closer to see that a pile of cow dung in the east and west of the door of his wooden house was full of cow dung, which was stinking, attracting countless flies and insects to buzz and fly, making people look at their scalps numb.

Lu Zheng couldn't help frowning, looked left and right, and saw many people hiding behind the big trees in the forest not far away, knowing that it was those named disciples who were making ghosts, deliberately moving cow dung to the door of their house, and deliberately disgusting themselves.

Lu Zheng stood there and thought about it, those named disciples did this just to vent their evil anger, and when they first arrived, it was better to settle things and calm down. At that moment, he turned around and went to Uncle Shenxu to borrow a shovel, and Shenxu asked, Lu Zheng only said that he wanted to build a stove.

After taking the shovel back, Lu Zheng first went to dig a big pit in the distance, then took off his coat, tore off half of his sleeve to cover his mouth and nose, shoveled and shoveled all the cow dung to the big pit, and then found a dozen bales of straw and spread it on top of the cow dung pit to cover it so as not to leak the stench.

While Lu was doing all this, from time to time a few registered disciples pretended to pass by and looked at him curiously. Lu Zheng always smiled at them and said hello, without a trace of anger on his face. Those named disciples had strange expressions on their faces, but none of them answered, and hurriedly walked away.

Lu Zheng didn't pay attention to it, and continued to use a shovel to transport cow dung, and when all the cow dung near the house was cleaned, he took the iron pot in the house to hold water, rinsed the inside and out, and dispelled the stench and mosquitoes. Then he went to find some stones, built a stove on one side of the house, and put an iron pot on top of it and boiled a pot of boiling water. After doing all this, Lu Zheng was already soaked with sweat and choked with exhaustion.

Lu Zheng didn't even eat dinner that night, so he fell asleep deeply. When I woke up the next day, there was more cow dung at the door than the day before, the stove I had built was also knocked down, and the iron pot was thrown far away.

Lu Zheng didn't say a word, picked up the shovel and went to dig a pit again, shoveled the cow dung in front of and behind the house, washed the ground with water, picked up the iron pot again, and rebuilt the stove. When he was washing the floor, he began to recite aloud the sprinkling and sweeping ceremony taught by Li Yi.

After all this, Lu Zheng entered the house and opened the big wooden box to take a look, only to see that there were two hemp bags inside, one of which was rice, and the other was white rice, and there were some flints for making fires next to it. Lu Zheng took out some white rice and put it in the pot, took it to the creek to wash the rice and put it on the stove, and went to the trees to pick up some firewood to cook the rice, and his movements were skillful and quick.

Half of the burning, Lu Zheng withdrew the firewood in the stove and simmered the rice, the teacher said that the cooked rice was particularly fragrant. Taking advantage of the fact that the meal was not yet cooked, Lu Zheng walked to the open space, carefully recalled the small refining form of yesterday's six debate drills and the main points said by Uncle Shenxu, his memory was excellent, and he remembered every action made by the six debates clearly, and practiced one move at a time.

After practicing a few times, a tempting aroma of rice wafted out of the pot. His stomach growled. From yesterday to now, Lu Zhengke has been tired for a day, and he hasn't eaten anything, and when he smells the smell of rice, of course his stomach screams. Lu Zheng stopped practicing, went to the house to get the dishes and chopsticks, and was about to serve the meal, when he suddenly saw a thin figure by the pot, who was uncovering the lid of the pot and throwing a handful of black things in his hand.

Lu Zheng immediately snorted: "What are you doing!"

The thin figure was startled, and looked up to face Lu Zheng. Lu Zheng was stunned: "Sanxian, what are you doing!"

Three rare to see Lu Zheng see himself. Throw the lid to the side. He spread his feet and ran into the woods on the side. Lu Zheng walked over and looked into the pot, only to see that the rice with white flowers had been sprinkled with a layer of sediment by Sanxian, and he was annoyed. At the same time, it is strange. How to put the three fresh things in a good way to sprinkle sand in your own pot. Could it be that he is also taking revenge on Uncle Shenxu? But looking at Sanxian's timid and scared look, how could he have the courage to hide from Uncle Shenxu to do such a thing, isn't he afraid to tell Uncle Shenxu?

Now that I know it's three fresh. Lu Zheng was not ready to chase him, seeing this pot of rice sprinkled with mud and sand, he sighed, put aside the rice with a layer of mud and sand on top, picked up the rice below, and ate it.

Just as he was halfway through eating, Liu Wei came over with his white bull, he had come to teach himself to refine his form. Lu Zheng hurriedly put down the dishes and chopsticks, and greeted the six debates with the courtesy of a half-master. Liubi didn't say much, stretched out his hand and patted Bai Niu's back buttocks, letting Bai Niu go and graze on his own, and he came to the open space, practicing a small refining form with one move and one style, without saying a word in the middle.

Lu Zheng couldn't tell whether he was willing or unwilling to teach himself, and stood aside to observe carefully. While watching, he pondered in his heart, and felt that every action of the six debates had endless charm, and he practiced just now, although one move and one style were not bad, but there was a lack of the dignified and subtle taste of the six debates.

After the six debates were practiced, Lu Zheng stepped forward and asked, "Brother Six Debates, I will also fight again, you can help me see what is wrong." As he spoke, he adjusted his breath evenly, raised his arms, and rehearsed the small refining moves he had figured out.

Liubi stood aside, watching Lu Zheng's movements, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he seemed to think of something, and his eyes returned to their original indifference.

Lu Zheng finished practicing the 12 styles, and was about to ask the six debates where he was not doing well, but the six debates practiced in the same place again. Lu Zheng didn't understand what he meant at first, but after a closer look, the six debates were not practiced from beginning to end, but picked out five of the twelve styles and practiced them repeatedly.

Lu Zheng immediately understood that the meaning of the six arguments was that he was not good at practicing these styles, so he repeated it to himself a few times to let himself observe it clearly, but he didn't understand that he was unwilling to talk to himself.

Lu Zheng recognized that those styles were the first type of 'shaking Jinfeng', the third type of 'wood turning machine', the fifth type of 'swinging water waves', the seventh type of 'urging fire' and the ninth type of 'solid territory'.

After practicing the six debates several times, he stood aside and looked at Lu Zheng without moving. Lu Zheng figured out what he meant, so he rehearsed the five styles one by one, and then asked, "Brother Liufang, what do you think?"

Liubi just shook his head, turned around and left without saying a word, and the white cow who was originally grazing on the side saw him leave, and hurriedly followed, without the need for Liubian's greeting, extremely obedient.

Lu Zheng was a little inexplicable, and the sixth debate shook his head, obviously seeing some problems in his drill, but he didn't explain it to himself. This person is really a little weird, one is six debates, one is three fresh, all like this, Lu Zheng didn't feel a little headache. But he still said loudly behind the six debates: "Brother six debates, I have worked hard for you today, xiexie." As he spoke, he bowed down and bowed to the Six Debates.

After the six debates left, Lu Zheng returned to the stove, finished the remaining rice, and found that there was already a pot at the bottom of the pot, so he also took it out and ate it. Looking at the remaining rice mixed with mud and sand in the pot, he was reluctant to throw it away, so he took the pot to the stream and scooped some water into it to soak the rice, and brought it back and put it on the stove. In this way, when the rice is soaked, all the sediment will fall to the bottom of the pot, and then the clean rice grains can be separated. This is still the method that Tang Xiaojiu came up with when he was a beggar.

After eating the rice, Lu Zheng was thinking about whether he wanted to tell Uncle Shenxu about the cow dung that those registered disciples were piling up cow dung in front of his house? After thinking about it, forget it, those named disciples only dared to pile up some cow dung, and it was not a big deal. My uncle bullied them, so it's normal for me to be a little angry.

So he gave up this idea and practiced a small refining form in the open space, but after a while, his stomach was rumbling again. His physical exertion is extremely exertional now, but it is not the small half pot of rice with no oil and water that can fill his stomach. The more he practiced, the more hungry he became, no matter how Lu Zheng restrained himself, his hands and feet involuntarily softened, and even reminded him of the two plates of meat on Uncle Shenxu's table that night, he felt bad at the time, but now he thinks of the burnt meat, which is extremely sweet.

He remembered that the hares were all sent to his uncle by those registered disciples, and they should have been caught in the woods in the valley, so did he also try his luck? Lu Zheng suddenly remembered that when he went to the stream just now, he seemed to see fish swimming in the stream, so it was better to catch a few fish and roast them and eat them!

With this thought, a heart seemed to be caught by something, and my mind was full of the smell of all kinds of fish that I ate with the teacher in the Sun and Moon House, and I couldn't help but smash it in my mouth. I can't practice the small refining form, but how to catch fish?

Lu Zheng went to the forest to find a branch, rolled up his trouser legs, and went down to the creek to spear fish. As soon as the stream didn't reach his thigh, Lu Zheng felt that there was a slippery and greasy thing rubbing on his calf, and he saw that it was a fish, shaking his head and tail and swimming past his leg, Lu Zheng was willing to let go, and immediately slammed his fork down! (To be continued......)

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