At present, Zhao Yuan's main practice is static. In fact, these coherent movements do not need to be connected. As long as they are broken down and practiced, they can achieve mutually coherent effects.
When Zhao Yuan entered the practice, he immediately felt the two warm spiritual energy moving aimlessly in his meridians.
Zhao Yuan could not control this kind of movement, but he enjoyed it very much, because wherever the warm spiritual energy passed, it was extremely comfortable, as if a pair of invisible catkins were massaging his body.
What excites Zhao Yuan the most is that whenever those two streams of spiritual energy pass through his Dantian, he feels that his body is extremely full of power. It is an extremely wonderful feeling. He can sense the excitement of his body cells.
, he has the urge to look up to the sky and roar...
There are still three days left before the Chinese New Year.
Wanjia has stopped purchasing grain, and the originally busy Wanjia East Courtyard has begun to become quieter. More and more tenants have made the East Courtyard crowded, and there are black heads everywhere. Except when eating, Zhao Yuanjue
I spent most of my time in my room practicing the "Zi" in "Ten Thousand Enemies".
Zhao Yuan didn't know what level Zi needed to reach, and his exposure to it was still short. He just worked hard and practiced blindly, regardless of what level he had reached. However, it is worth mentioning that it was only a short period of time.
In just a few days, Zhao Yuan has felt that his limbs have become more resilient, and some body movements that he could not complete before can now be completed easily.
Occasionally, when helping Guo Ax chop wood, Zhao Yuan found that the heavy iron ax became lighter in his hands. He could chop horizontally and straight, lifting the weight with ease, and he was so handy that even Guo Ax was amazed.
It's a pity that it's already winter, and those fat blowflies are all gone. If I want to test the effect, I can't find any living creatures.
Zhao Yuan told Guo Axe the training method of "Ten Thousand Enemies", and the dull Guo Axe also began to practice "Zi". However, Guo Axe's practice made little progress, his strong body was too stiff and clumsy.
, it is impossible to perform standard actions at all.
However, Guo Ax was not discouraged. His silent and stubborn character was brought into full play at this time, and he insisted on doing movements that exceeded the limits of the human body every day.
In Guo's eyes, Zhao Yuan is a smart man. It took him several years to chop a fly with an iron ax, but it only took Zhao Yuan a month. This is enough to show that Zhao Yuan is a smart man and very talented.
culture.
In the real society, literati look down on each other, while some uneducated people show inner awe to literate people.
There is no doubt that Guo Fu has an indescribable respect for Zhao Yuan, which even goes beyond the respect he has for Wanjia. After all, Zhao Yuan gets along with him day and night every day, and he can feel Zhao Yuan's extraordinaryness even more.
After experiencing the salt scandal and the fight with the underground bodyguards, in Guo Futou's eyes, Zhao Yuan was simply omnipotent.
In the past few days, Zhao Yuan practiced the secrets of cultivation unremittingly every day. Even when he was sleeping, he would choose a cultivation posture. In fact, Zhao Yuan had to practice because the hole Wan Ling'er poked poured into the surging cold.
The wind made it impossible for him to sleep, so his only way was to practice to keep out the cold.
As long as he was not sleeping, Zhao Yuan would stare at the hole where the cold wind blew while he was practicing, expecting that the letter Wan Ling'er mentioned would appear inside the hole. Unfortunately, Zhao Yuan, who was looking forward to seeing nothing, could only see scraps of paper being blown away.
There was a buzzing sound, but I didn't see anything.
Zhao Yuan naturally didn't know that after Wan Ling'er was banned from entering the east courtyard, he stayed in the room all day, tinkering with some strange utensils to make elixirs. After refining elixirs, he worked hard to control the flight of paper butterflies with spiritual energy. Now, the paper butterflies
It has been able to fly more than ten meters without falling to the ground.
A dozen meters is definitely not enough. The distance between the west courtyard where Wan Ling'er lives and the east courtyard where Zhao Yuan lives is at least more than 200 meters.
Wan Ling'er had no choice but to concentrate on cultivating his spiritual energy.
The East Courtyard seems to attract Wan Ling'er with magic power, making Wan Ling'er linger in dreams and care deeply.
Every time Mrs. Chen saw Wan Ling'er staying in the room and practicing hard, she would secretly nod in admiration. This girl has never worked so hard in her whole life. Mrs. Chen never imagined that her precious daughter would devote herself to practicing.
Not for immortality, but for writing a letter to Zhao Yuan.
In fact, Chen's mind was not focused on Wan Ling'er at all, nor did she notice why Wan Ling'er suddenly tried hard to practice, because Wan Ziyu had been out for a week and still had no news.
There are only three days until the New Year, and there is still no news about Wan Ziyu.
Could something go wrong?
"Madam, Madam..." Just when Mrs. Chen was worried, Xu San suddenly rushed in with a look of panic, without even knocking on the door.
"Um."
"There are... big... big... large numbers of victims... pouring in from the direction of Majia Lane." Xu San gasped.
"How many? How far is it?"
Ms. Chen stood up suddenly, the joy on her face was fleeting, and she was not panicked, because this was a plan that had been made long ago. These days, she has placed eyes and ears on all the official roads and paths, in case there are disaster victims
She will know about the event immediately.
The appearance of the victims meant that Wan Ziyu was going home soon.
"The number is unclear. It is estimated that there are several thousand people. They are still thirty miles away from Xujiaqiao. They will arrive at Xujiaqiao in more than half a day at most."
"Well, there's still time. Xu San, you immediately notify all the housekeepers and shops and ask them to organize the strong labor force to clear up wasteland and rush to Wanjia. All the shops are closed and sealed. In addition, notify Zhu Dapao and ask him to organize the workers and workers in the east courtyard.
Tenants, prepare them to resist."
"Yes, ma'am."
Xu San, who was originally panicking, saw Chen's calm face, and for some reason, he didn't panic anymore.
When the East Campus received the news, Zhao Yuan had just gotten up and was squatting in the kitchen to warm himself by the fire. Now, when Zhao Yuan is not practicing, he will stay in the kitchen. In his room, dripping water turned into ice, and the cold wind poured in through the hole as big as a fist.
Like a biting ice blade, there is no way to rest.
Wan Ling'er didn't know that the hole she poked casually would cause Zhao Yuan to suffer.
Zhu Dapao gathered everyone in the yard, and after giving a morale-boosting speech, he distributed some farm tools as weapons.
In fact, Zhu Dapao's words are a bit redundant. Whether they are workers or tenants in the East Courtyard, their families all live in the West Courtyard. Now that the mob has come, they have no way out and can only rise up to resist.
Rumors about the brutality of the victims turned into mobs have long been spread in Xujiaqiao. Even the honest farmers were ready to fight for the sake of their wives, children and families.
The atmosphere is getting more and more tense.
Because the Wanjia was well prepared, when they learned that the victims were marching towards Xujiaqiao, the Wanjia immediately showed great efficiency.
At ten o'clock in the morning, the land reclamation victims formed 20 teams and drove to Wanjia. When the huge crowd passed through Xujiaqiao Street, the residents rushed to get the news.
Soon, the news that the mob was rushing to Xujiaqiao began to spread like a virus.
The panicked residents began to flee with their children.
The wealthy families in the town were not afraid. Taking advantage of the large number of people, they began to distribute weapons and organize their servants to resist.
"Husband... madam... there are... nearly ten thousand people... we will arrive at Xujiaqiao in two hours at most..." Xu San stumbled into the main hall of the Wan Family, his face pale.
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