In addition to Ju Ling sending generals, Zhang Chulan also asked many other related or unrelated questions.

Lu Zhen was not impatient, but answered Zhang Chulan seriously.

After hanging up the phone, it was already late at night in complete silence.

In less than ten breaths, Lu Zhen had quickly driven away the distracting thoughts in his mind.

Use the Bright Soul Technique to suppress your desires to a minimum, then close your eyes again and carefully experience the movement of the Qi of the old farm worker in your Dantian.

Not long after Qituan was planted, it had already taken root in the Dantian like a seed and blended in with the Dantian. It didn't require Lu Zhen to pay much attention to it, as it seemed to be undergoing subtle changes.

The reason why Feng Baobao called the exercise passed on to Zhang Chulan Lao Nong Gong is because the exercise is unique. Not only is it different from many other exercises, it does not need to go through the Zhoutian of Rendu's second channel, and the related Qi only needs to circulate in the lower Dantian.

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Moreover, the method of practicing this technique is also very unique. You only need to plant the innate Qi like a seed in the Dantian, and then wait for the "seed" to grow.

So Feng Baobao gave the exercise the name "Old Farmer's Gong".

As the name suggests, the most necessary state of mind to practice Lao Nong Gong is tranquility.

Just be like an old farmer, sow the seeds, wait patiently for them to grow into trees, and you will reap the harvest.

Only by not being anxious or impatient can you achieve success in old farming skills.

If you push back the seedlings, lose your patience, and fill your mind with distracting thoughts, the Qi will not flow smoothly, and you may not be able to make progress in the practice of old farming skills.

Lu Zhen didn’t know how his cultivation progress as an old peasant worker was progressing.

However, he only learned from the old farmer for a few hours, and the Qigong group of the old farmer in his lower Dantian was already spreading far and wide on its own, becoming stronger and on the right track.

Lu Zhen is quite satisfied with this.

I just don’t know how long it will take for the old peasant skills to change and produce the Nascent Soul that Zhang Chulan unconsciously displayed in Biyou Village...

"Are you sure you want to spar with me?"

In the woods on the outskirts, Lu Zhen frowned and looked at Zhang Chulan in front of him.

After observing Lao Nong Gong all night last night, I received a call from Zhang Chulan early this morning.

Zhang Chulan said on the phone that there are some things that are difficult to explain, and it is best to explain the cultivation methods directly on the mannequin after meeting.

In addition, there are some questions that you need to ask Lu Zhen in person, and invite Lu Zhen to come out and meet.

The reason was reasonable, so Lu Zhen agreed.

Going out for some activities will not waste much time on your cultivation.

The way of cultivation involves tension and relaxation. It is also appropriate to relax your nerves after being tense and feel the natural way of heaven and earth.

After meeting and talking for a while, Zhang Chulan proposed the idea of ​​​​discussing with Lu Zhen.

Because the house was too small and not suitable for fighting, the two of them, together with Feng Baobao, and the Nadutong staff who were monitoring the outside, went out and came to this small forest.

There are traces of battles left in many places here. It should be the place where Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao often competed.

Zhang Chulan touched his head and said seriously: "The boss is a rare master, so I want to compete with you to see how capable I am."

"You are the most suitable to fight her." Lu Zhen looked at Feng Baobao, who was busy catching butterflies not far away.

Zhang Chulan then looked at Feng Baobao and said thoughtfully: "When Sister Baoer was competing... I felt something was wrong, as if something was missing."

"Is it murderous?" Lu Zhen understood clearly.

Feng Baobao's mood rarely fluctuates, and she will not have murderous intentions even towards the traffickers who tortured her, let alone when fighting Zhang Chulan.

A fight without the slightest killing intent cannot be compared to a life-and-death fight with others and a feeling of awe-inspiring killing intent.

Xu San and Xu Si are older and cannot be considered as the younger generation, so Zhang Chulan came up with the idea of ​​​​fighting Lu Zhen to gain more experience in fighting against Tianshi Mansion.

"Ah, it's just murderous intent!" Zhang Chulan suddenly realized, "The boss is right, I can't feel the murderous intent when fighting Sister Bao'er. It makes me feel weird, like I'm fighting with the air."

"Third brother said that the big brother's skills should be matched by few in our generation, and he has experience in fighting with others, so I thought about it, and I would gain experience by competing with the big brother."

"There are many people who are better than me." Lu Zhen shook his head, "Just fight here?"

"This place is spacious, and Sister Bao'er and I often compete here." Zhang Chulan's face became serious.

He took a few steps back and made a gesture. The golden light spread across his body, like a blazing golden flame, covering his body with full momentum.

Through communicating with Zhang Chulan, Lu Zhen already had a certain understanding of the Golden Light Curse, and he could roughly tell the truth about Zhang Chulan at a glance.

Although the golden light on Zhang Chulan's body looks deceptive, it is not actually solid, but is in a very loose state of protective energy.

Like Zhang Lingyu, who has not condensed the light to the point where it is as hard as a solid body, it is naturally impossible to transform it into a form with Qi, let alone achieve the state of "collection".

Being able to release the golden light that protects the body is one level, and converging the golden light in the body and gathering it in one place to specifically protect a certain part, such as the internal organs, is another level.

After wasting so many years, Zhang Chulan's cultivation of the Golden Light Curse was far weaker than Zhang Lingyu's.

If he hadn't used his magical old peasant skills to find a new way and pursue the path of Qi refining, it would have been almost impossible to catch up with Zhang Lingyu and others.

After all, Zhang Lingyu, as the next successor trained by the old heavenly master Zhang Zhiwei, must have first-rate qualifications.

"Are you ready?"

Adjusting his breathing, Lu Zhen's eyes no longer had any emotions, only seriousness and concentration.

"Okay..." Zhang Chulan was about to nod when he saw Lu Zhen on the opposite side disappearing without any warning, and was shocked.

Feng Baobao has no killing intention in his attacks, so he is most suitable for sneak attacks.

Because there were no emotional fluctuations in the attack, it was difficult for others to detect it. By the time they discovered it, Feng Baobao had already succeeded.

But Lu Zhen took action without any warning, and suddenly took action when people were unprepared.

No matter who you are, meeting Lu Zhen’s style for the first time will feel awkward, and those with a poor mentality may have developed a subconscious escape mentality under this momentum.

But Zhang Chulan was only surprised for a moment, and that surprise turned into vigilance about Lu Zhen's speed.

Less than ten meters away, in Zhang Chulan's sight, Lu Zhen's figure almost formed a straight line forward, and he was close to him in an instant.

The majestic momentum and astonishing murderous aura rushed towards his face, causing the string in Zhang Chulan's heart to be pulled as tight as possible, and his body became subconsciously tense.

This kind of tension of dying at any time is indeed something that cannot be felt when fighting against Feng Baobao.

It was difficult to tell the position of Lu Zhen's attack with the naked eye. Zhang Chulan only roughly judged by intuition that Lu Zhen's position was on his right side, so the golden light on his body became even brighter, like a raging golden flame.

The right hand covered in golden light clenched into a fist, and then...

The golden light shattered, and a cold palm rested on his neck.

The scene fell into silence for a moment.

"I'm telling you, you can't beat him, you still don't believe it." Feng Baobao stopped chasing the butterfly and sat on the tree stump for some time, holding his chin with both hands, looking at the two people fighting expressionlessly.
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