Qing Shui began to fumble and follow the above instructions bit by bit, but he couldn't feel the energy at all. However, Qing Shui was not discouraged. The skills he followed could not be practiced in a day and a half, otherwise there would be masters all over the world.
It just kept running over and over again so quietly. Although he couldn't feel the aura mentioned above, Qing Shui still kept running over and over again, like a feeling.
Gradually, Qing Shui even became numb. He did not know how many times he had run it, but he still could not feel the said energy.
After another hour, Qing Shui opened his eyes slightly and saw that it was almost noon. He knew that he had to go back, otherwise his mother would have to worry about him again, so he ran home without thinking. He no longer worried about fainting.
Really, he felt stuffy. But he didn't know that he didn't feel tired at all after standing all morning.
Fortunately, it was still early when I came back. When I passed by the training ground, I saw the group of strong "little tigers" holding stone locks, hammers, and dancing swords...
At this moment, Qing Shui no longer felt as dazzling as before.
"Why did Qing Shui go out again? He is weak and needs to take good care of himself at home." When he walked to the inner courtyard, he happened to run into his grandfather Qing Luo. The old man looked at Qing Shui kindly and worriedly and said in a reproachful tone.
"Grandpa, I'm just walking around the door. Don't worry, it'll be fine." Qing Shui knew that his grandpa still cared for him, and Qing Shui could feel this.
"Well, pay more attention to yourself. Today I will send someone to bring back a hundred-year-old purple ginseng from the time-honored health hall in Baili City. I will stew it for you and drink it at my place in the evening." Qing Luo looked at Qing Shui lovingly and said.
Qing Shui's intelligence is obvious to all, and his words are well-founded. This is something that even his peers can't keep up with. It's a pity that he can't practice martial arts. Qing Luo couldn't help but sigh...
The days were very peaceful, and Qing Shui still continued to practice the ancient body-building techniques every day. Although he still didn't feel like he was breathing out his energy, Qing Shui firmly believed that he would succeed.
The yin and yang diagram in his mind rotated slowly but continued to temper his whole body. Now Qing Shui felt that his body was getting better and better. It was not the feeling of exercising muscles, but the strength from the bones and inner palace.
Qing Shui still looked very thin, but his body was full of vitality, and his beautiful black eyes became more and more beautiful and a little deeper.
Qing Shui knew that he should tell them that he was completely fine, let them know that he was fine, and then start practicing martial arts. Originally, Qing Shui had not planned to do this, but just for the gleam of ardent hope in his mother's eyes and the sight of his own.
Feeling distressed, Qing Shui decided to tell his mother, even if it was just to make her happy.
Once again, I came back from the mountain and walked to the Qing Family. In the training ground, the strong third generation of the Qing Family were still exercising their strength and practicing the family's Qing Lian Jue.
Because the distance was far away, no one saw anything. Besides, it had been several years since Qing Shui was determined to be unable to practice martial arts. Even now, no one would be surprised to see this "waste" passing by.
The inner court.
Qing Yi's slender body stood in the courtyard. This is the courtyard where Qing Yi and Qing Shui live. It has the feeling of a Qiushui family. The courtyard is not big but has many flowers and plants. There is also a small pond in the middle, and the clear water can be seen.
A group of blue carp-like fish were swimming among the aquatic plants.
Qing Yi stood by the pond, with her graceful temperament and beautiful face standing there like the most beautiful picture, but standing there at this time she felt so lonely.
Qing Shui looked at her mother from a distance at the door. This was the first time, but she had no choice. He knew what she wanted, because he was different from other children. Maybe he
When he was less than one year old, his mother thought that she could not understand what they were saying, so she naturally told some secrets and helplessness. Although Qing Shui did not know completely, he knew that in order to fulfill his mother's wish, he must first be a strong person.
Qing Shui organized his thoughts and pretended to be running back from outside. He shouted while running: "Mom, my body has recovered."