The biggest advantage of becoming a senior servant in the exclusive Liuli Courtyard is that Chen Qingniu has enough time to arrange it freely. In the past, when he had free time, he just watched people play chess and listened to people bragging. Now it is very different.

He returned to the woodshed, inserted the door bolt, took out the book "Wei Liaozi's Qi-induced Technique", and studied the first picture, the twelve serious meridians, the eight meridians, and the four hundred and nine Qifu acupoints. It was a mysterious pattern that could be described as a summary of the main points.

Chen Qingniu is a very sensible person who understands the same. If he hadn't known the truth that Mu Xiuyulin would not die well, he would have attracted many attention with his intelligence.

However, this kind of attention is difficult to predict, good or bad fortune. For example, Liu Qi, who was the first to be a successor, was noticed by the little yellow sect and was cleansed. For Liu Qi, who was determined to climb or use any means to ignore the consequences, it may still be acceptable, but Chen Qingniu would definitely not be able to bear it.

After reading this Qi-induced map, he found it not difficult to understand. It was like a map of Liulifang. The meridians are road corridors and the acupoints are small courtyard houses. If you want to be unobstructed, you have to open a "door" and try to take shortcuts. The Qi-induced map undoubtedly teaches people how to introduce qi into the right path and how to "open the door", rather than scattering everywhere in a mess.

Chen Qingniu didn't know that every time the sting dragon churned in his eyes, he instinctively chose to enter meditation in order to resist the sting. This fetal breathing state similar to the innate realm is the most rare thing in the fetus. Many warriors cannot reach it in their lifetime, but he practiced it for sixteen years without hesitation. The stinging a little worsened, and he became more skillful.

Bai Luo's so-called Chen Qingniu was implanted into a military fetus after birth, but in fact he knew one thing but not the other.

Silently recite the formula of Hammer Fairy Fist. Chen Qingniu only practices the first move, and does not change it. Chen Qingniu only hopes that the stupid bird will fly first and every step is steadily. Because it is hard to come by, Chen Qingniu has more patience and sincerity than those of the Junyan who were born and who are flat in martial arts.

According to Bai Luo, the Hammer Immortal Fist has no fixed style. You only need to chop and rub it, make a long strike far, and then deal with moves when you see the move. Practice thirty-six styles, and you can have the power to subdue dragons and tigers, and become the best martial artist, Vajra realm, and an indestructible body. You are known as the realm of a small arhat.

The Hammer Immortal Fist opens and closes, is fierce and domineering, but it can never stop. In the charge of the battle, the lethality is the most endless, and it is the first-class martial arts of military strategists.

Chen Qingniu concentrates on practicing the "wild horse trough" stance. This stance is divided into three levels, four horse troughs, eight horse troughs and twelve horse troughs. He emphasizes moving forward, sacrificing his life and dying. After achieving the twelve horses' studs, he is like twelve fierce horses sprinting in an instant, and his momentum is like a broken bamboo, which can easily defeat more than a dozen people and crush them to pieces.

Chen Qingniu remembered the first picture of "Wei Liaozi" in "The Legend of Qi". He stood in the empty space of the woodshed and repeatedly fisted, completely forgetting himself. He did not deliberately imagine that the energy in his body was first ready to move, and then activated, and spontaneously spread. Unconsciously, he rushed to open the six acupoints on his hands. Such speed was seen by a inferior warrior like Wang Qiong who had not been able to advance to a new realm for more than ten years, and he must have been jealous and crazy.

Chen Qingniu was tireless and repeated the same movement of the wild horse galloping. Each time it was different, its shape became more and more different, but its spirit gradually increased, it was rough and unrestrained, like a few horses galloping, unstoppable.

At midnight, he became even more imposing. Chen Qingniu felt his arms were hot and powerful. He shouted softly and punched his fists on the wall of the woodshed, and two holes were blasted out, but his hands were safe and sound.

In just one night, Chen Qingniu entered the realm of a first-class martial artist with lightning speed.

Although the further he went, the more difficult it became, with his martial arts physique and his natural military rank, it would not take too long to surpass Wang Qiong and leave him far behind.

After practicing all night, Chen Qingniu was surprised to find that he was not tired at all, and he was even more lively than ever before. Chen Qingniu was used to poor days and knew that washing one more piece of clothing would mean a little more loss. So he practiced last night and took off his blue shirt, naked, went to wash his face, wiped off his sweat, put on his clothes, and went to the kitchen of Liulifang.

There are three kitchens in the yard, each performing its own responsibilities. The lowest-level millet room arranges food for servants and maids, and the medium-sized parrot room prepares people with slightly higher positions. The best Jin Linglong is specialized in charge of the courtesan, the fish man, the leader's squad, the popular Qingyin actor and the guard guard instructor, like the big red and big purple like Xiao Wan'er, with a picky taste and a special chef.

Chen Qingniu went to "spot" today. After receiving the instructions of Yu Gong in the fat kitchen, he complimented Chen Baixiong, who was unknown, and told the taste of Xiao Wan'er and the group of Beijing clients. Chen Qingniu took out his boxing skills and talked about a private dish named "San Zhier". The fat kitchen was shocked. These three Zhier swords were a coincidence and were specially selected for young mice. You only need to attach a plate of sauce made of soy sauce, green onion, garlic, ginger and pepper oil. The first chopstick is the first squeak. Put the young mice into the plate, the second squeak, and put it in the mouth is the third squeak. It is not a glutton, and you cannot and dare not take off the chopsticks.

Chen Qingniu predicted that the dandy playboy in the capital could not beat the freshness, and Xiao Wan'er's temperament would definitely instigate him. Chen Qingniu could even imagine Xiao Wan'er's pretentious expression of being shocked and excited at first glance.

On the first day, he did not make trouble in Sanzhier. The sauce was prepared by him. The fat chef really received a lot of rewards. He was very grateful and admired Chen Qingniu. He made an appointment with him to give him another plate of sauce tomorrow. Ma Wuyecao was not fat. The fat man felt that if this young man could have such an idea every now and then, he would be able to earn money to buy a private house to raise a maid.

Chen Qingniu closed his eyes and rested in the Liuli Courtyard for nothing, stood under the quiet purple bamboo bushes, listening to the melodious sound of the piano of Queen Xue, and practicing the qi-induced art of "Yu Liaozi".

Vitality.

Grandma Yin stood at the window on the second floor. At first she didn't agree with it, but after looking at it for an hour, she frowned. Half a day later, she looked solemn.

After finishing playing the piano, Xiao Xue came to the old woman and looked at Chen Qingniu, who had been standing under the purple bamboo downstairs for a long time, with a smile on his eyebrows and eyes, secretly timidly, and she covered up very well, and asked curiously: "Grandma Yin, is he practicing Taoist breathing?"

Grandma Yin whispered: "It should be "Yu Liaozi", but it doesn't look like it. Besides, his qi movement is several times that of ordinary people. In a few hours, three acupoints were opened, which was very strange. The twelve meridians of human body, nine meridians, and four hundred and three qi palaces were opened, and the body was like a waterfall, flowing down, and it was refreshing. He was a successful body refining. He was still an outsider two days ago, but he had changed common sense in the past two days and achieved it overnight. It was strange."

Xiao Xuehou smiled and said, "Didn't grandma say he is barely a martial artist?"

Grandma Yin nodded and sneered: "No matter how fast this little beast is, it is still a muddy thing in the mortal world. Compared with Xiao Wan'er, it is not worth mentioning at all. It seems that it is probably because of the young woman Fan Xuanyu who gave him some quick tricks, but she doesn't know that pulling seedlings to grow is the root of disaster. This young woman wanted to make a name for herself in Lotus Peak. She was crazy and found a young man with such a shallow foundation to grab the position of the guest minister."

The second time I brought it to Xiao Wan'er, Chen Qingniu added a kind of scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered icing on the cake.

Chen Qingniu was cruel and asked for half a tael in one breath. He poured the sauce into the small plate, and the sauce became more mellow.

When San Zhier and exquisite food were sent to the yard, Chen Qingniu squatted under the corner of the wall that had already been removed from the yard. He had already found out that there were two protagonists, Xiao Waner and the Beijing playboy, in the yard, and five or six maids and maids. The young man in purple shirt, who was called Qi Huangli by Mrs. Fan, had long dispersed his friends and friends, each with his own romance, especially the old man with crane hair and chicken skin, who also went to a pretty and pink gentleman to have fun, and his sword was not old.

Chen Qingniu was patient and pulled his energy at the foot of the wall for an hour. Then he clenched his fists and walked into the yard without any rush.

I thought I was going to meet one or two maids who were in trouble on the way. Unexpectedly, I went smoothly and without any obstacles, and finally woke up. After eating the "added ingredients", a sister Xiao could not satisfy Mr. Qi's roar on the bed. Sure enough, Chen Qingniu stood at the door and heard the sweet and charming sister Xiao and two close-fitting maids, especially Xiao Wan'er, who worked hard.

Chen Qingniu smiled and gently pushed open the door.

In the room, inside the bed curtain, four bodies and old trees are like woven, stacked and entangled.

What a vivid spring and fragrance - palace picture.

Chen Qingniu, who only hugged his waist and kissed his mouth, opened his eyes.

When Mrs. Fan gave him the fallen clouds and scattered, she said something worth pondering: "Let go and do it. To this day, the Liulifang in Liangzhou is optional."

Chen Qingniu lived a stingy life, and he wanted to turn a copper plate into two pieces, but once he tried to squander other people's things, he would never be vague.

I was afraid of Mrs. Fan and had extra respect, mixed with some resentment that I never dared to express, and the beautiful thoughts hidden deep in my heart.

Chen Qingniu calmed down, calmed his breath, stepped towards the carved sandalwood bed, lifted the veil, observed a little, and pulled Xiao Wan'er's hair, who was squatting on Qi Huangli in a skillful posture of Guanyin sitting on the lotus, pulled it back, and then stumbled out from the end of the bed. The two delicate and beautiful maids were slapped by Chen Baixiong, and they were left with only one of the young master Qi who had been scattered by Luoxia for more than an hour.

Meeting Chen Qingniu.

The Fengzhou playboy who had been in a wealthy state for more than 20 years widened his eyes, and wanted to scold the servant for being brave.

Chen Qingniu didn't talk nonsense, and hit his fists and four horses ran their troughs.

It hit the young master's chest heavily.

Bang!

The poor young man, who was far above Chen Qingniu, was emptied by three brothel girls, and suddenly bleeding from his seven orifices, and he died with his eyes closed.
Chapter completed!