In those years, the cultivators we cut together

"Practicing martial arts may make you a little bit stronger than other mortals, but in the eyes of monks, there is no difference between warriors and other mortals, they are all existences that disappear in the blink of an eye, but you need to spend a lot of time and sweat to get This little bit of strength is weak, and therefore, the road to martial arts is doomed to a dead end.

Xiaolu, under the protection of a teacher, you can be rich and honored all your life, but practicing martial arts is too hard, too tiring, too difficult, and too risky, and the pay and reward are completely out of proportion.

Even so, do you still want to learn? " Li Mingru said with deep eyes.

Hearing Li Mingru's words, Lin Xiaolu lowered his head silently, and squeezed his fists rather unwillingly.

He didn't like what Li Mingru said very much.

Diligence, hard work, in front of real talent, is a joke, he hates this sentence.

He remembered that when A Niang was still there, A Niang was always farming in the field, and her busy figure occupied almost all his impressions of A Niang.

At that time, I was still curious about what A Niang was doing, so A Niang told me that she was farming.

I asked my mother why she wanted to farm.

A Niang said that farming can fill one's stomach, that as much land can be planted, so much food can be obtained, and as much food can be eaten as much as one works hard.

A Niang always reminds herself that she will be a hardworking person in the future, because hard work will definitely yield something, if the harvest is very little, it can only mean that her hard work is not enough.

I want to bully others, I want to be a big brother, I want to collect protection money, I am willing to work hard, even if practicing martial arts is difficult, I have to practice, not for anything else, just to bully others!

The boy raised his head, clenched his fists and said angrily, "Boss, I've figured it out, I still want to practice martial arts!"

Li Mingru was taken aback, as if surprised by Lin Xiaolu's decision.

You know, among the mortals who are willing to practice martial arts, not to mention all of them, but most of them are because of their poor lives, and they have no choice but to endure the scorching heat and cold winter to practice martial arts. In the future, they will join the army, or work as bodyguards, bodyguards, etc., to make excuses eat.

But I have clearly told this little guy that I will promise him a lifetime of wealth, so why choose such a difficult path?

Li Mingru really didn't understand, so he asked, "Why?"

Lin Xiaolu, who was only seven years old, replied: "I want to bully people, be the boss, and make others afraid of me."

"That's it?"

"Yes!" Lin Xiaolu said loudly: "Old man Zhang from Donggua Village said that bullying people is the foundation of happiness!"

"Pfft." Li Mingru laughed out loud. There is no reason for this. Fortunately, this guy has no talent for cultivation, otherwise he will definitely be a demon cultivator in the future.

However, children, there are always some unrealistic fantasies, and it is estimated that it is only 3 minutes hot.

He nodded and didn't take it seriously, and said with a smile: "Okay, as a teacher, I traveled to various countries in the early years, and I also studied some martial arts, and brought back some martial arts classics. You can come with me."

After speaking, he took Lin Xiaolu to the bookshelf in the cave, rummaged through it for a while, and finally took out a few books from a large pile of dusty books and gave them to him.

"Here is the horizontal practice of Qigong from Tiejiazhuang of the Dayue State, the Jinyiwei Eight Swords learned by Jinyiwei, the imperial capital of the Northern Liang Kingdom, the Mandarin Duck Step of the Taoshan School in Sichuan, and the flying knife technique of the Small Sword Society of Yuan State, and the Baji of Dali Temple in Tang State. Boxing."

Li Mingru is not very concerned, after all, he just treats it like a child playing around, and casually said: "These martial arts cheats are rare treasures in the world, and the cultivation methods are described in detail on them, so don't worry about taking them back. You still need to practice, you still need to go to school, literacy is the foundation, and you can do the rest by yourself after you have learned how to read.”

Lin Xiaolu held a pile of books and laughed and said, "Thank you, boss."

Li Mingru nodded, thought for a while, and then said again: "If you really plan to practice martial arts, then you can make preparations and lay a foundation during this period."

Lin Xiaolu was curious: "How to do the foundation, boss?"

"It's nothing more than gait, stance, and running." Li Mingru knew everything, and briefly explained the practice methods of these things, and asked Lin Xiaolu to train his body first.

"The food in the dining hall is very helpful for your martial arts training. You don't have to be afraid of damaging your body. After all, you are still an inner disciple and enjoy the treatment of an inner disciple. Eat when you are hungry, make up for it, and practice for three points. Seven points to eat, understand?"

"Oh, I understand boss." Lin Xiaolu nodded in confusion.

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When the brothers and sisters and Li Miaoxin left the cave, it was already dark outside and it was time to You, so Li Miaoxin took them to the dining hall for dinner.

The three of them seemed to have forgotten what happened just now, and Li Miaoxin didn't deliberately say anything else, and had dinner with the siblings while talking and laughing.

Soon, after returning to the small courtyard, Xiao Yuer followed Li Miaoxin to continue to meditate, while Lin Xiaolu couldn't wait to start exercising. Li Mingru taught him several methods of practicing to lay the foundation, and he planned to do it every night.

It's still early, so train him for an hour first!

In the courtyard, Lin Xiaolu, who had just eaten, knew that he couldn't do strenuous exercise at the moment, so he chose a quieter way of cultivation - zama step!

Li Mingru said that Zhama step is a very good way to practice the foundation. It can exercise the lower body, exercise the legs, and exercise the core strength.

The boy raised his hands shoulder-width apart, straight out, his legs stretched outward and bent downward at ninety degrees.

The movements were standard, but within ten seconds, his whole body began to ache.

The hands that were held flat in front of him were sore and numb, and the thigh muscles of both legs began to crumble, and the pain in both legs seemed to be filled with lead.

Martial arts training is hard, especially for a seven-year-old child. Lin Xiaolu grinned in pain after only a while, and his whole body began to shake uncontrollably.

If an ordinary person starts exercising at his age, it will easily hurt his body, but fortunately, the food in the dining hall is rich in nutrition, which is why Lin Xiaolu has the capital to practice martial arts.

In the courtyard, the boy struggled to hold on for a minute, and the Taoist robe on his body was completely wet with sweat. His whole body began to convulse uncontrollably, and his movements began to deform.

But Lin Xiaolu's character is very stubborn. Whether it is the senior sister who loves him or Li Mingru, they all underestimated his stubbornness and his obsession with bullying.

Back in the village, brother and sister had no father or mother, and were bullied. In order to protect his sister, Lin Xiaolu, who was still young, had a dark heart and was very cruel to the enemy. He was never afraid of pain in fights. , the most ruthless time he was almost beaten alive, but he still hugged the opponent and did not let go, and finally beat the opponent to the ground with the weak and the strong. His viciousness made him become a child when he was six years old. The little overlord of Winter Melon Village.

And he is not only ruthless to others, he is also ruthless to himself, but it is also because of Lin Xiaolu's acquired extreme personality that he protects his sister as innocent and well-behaved as ordinary children.

In the yard, the boy felt soreness all over his body as if being pricked by needles, and finally, amidst a roar of severe pain, he collapsed on the ground unconvinced.