Chapter 9: Practicing in a dream, a three-year-old child is languid

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This morning.

Chen Zhibao ordered twelve eighth-level servants in his house to open up the 30-foot clearing in the forest. It took him three hours.

The result is an afternoon's work.

Wu Changqing actually relied on that spear technique to expand the bamboo forest by another hundred meters.

Chen Zhibao was already a little numb to the evil talent of Wu Changqing.

"This is the weight-bearing equipment I specially built for you."

"Wear it all day long starting today."

Said.

He threw the series of iron tools directly in front of Wu Changqing.

Wu Changqing picked up the iron tools one by one and looked at them with a strange expression.

this……

Aren't these shackles and handcuffs... and chain mail?

And this weight...

Wu Changqing weighed it casually and discovered to his surprise that each of the load-bearing equipment weighed at least thirty kilograms.

The whole body weighs almost two hundred kilograms combined.

I advise you not to go too far.

Wu Changqing widened his innocent eyes and looked at Chen Zhibao.

That pitiful look seemed to be saying.

Dear brother, don't mess with me.

"You are born with a strong body, if you don't practice hard, you will be strong."

"Ordinary practice will hardly solidify your martial arts foundation."

"You may not understand what kind of power you actually have."

"If I don't fully develop your power and affect your future martial arts path, it will be my dereliction of duty."

Chen Zhibao changed his cold expression from before.

Slowly leaned in front of Wu Changqing.

He explained the purpose of what he did, took out a box of ointment from his chest, and began to apply it on Wu Changqing's swollen palms.

Wu Changqing's pretended pitiful expression slowly disappeared.

He took a breath and said no more.

What should be hidden is that the potential he has shown has made those who care about him place great expectations on him.

Now, he couldn't let the other party down.

After Chen Zhibao finished applying the ointment on him.

He stood up and put on the heavy equipment on his body.

It really restricted his movements, and he looked awkward when walking.

But it wouldn't make it difficult for him to move, and even if he was wrapped in clothes, there wouldn't be anything strange about his appearance.

"That's it for today, go back and have a good rest."

Chen Zhibao looked at Wu Changqing who looked tired.

He smiled rarely and said in a deep voice.



night.

Wu Changqing returned to Tingchao Pavilion again.

He collapsed directly on the cabinet floor.

He felt like he was going to die.

After the initial stage of physical training, now is the time when the body is most uncomfortable.

Every small movement would affect large muscle groups in his body, causing bursts of soreness.

He just lay motionless on the ground.

Let your body and consciousness gradually sink.

Unconsciously, a slight snoring sound came from the cabinet.

During his slumber.

Over the past three years, I have never stopped and even developed an instinctive way of breathing in and out of heaven and earth.

It began to run full force inside him.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth began to pour into Wu Changqing's body.

Those damaged cells began to be purified and eliminated by the influx of spiritual energy.

There is a gap in the energy in the body, and the gap is getting bigger and bigger.

The hungry cells and tissues actually actively ate away at the spiritual energy in the body.

It reversely promoted the operation of the Xunlong Zhoutian method.

In his dream, Wu Changqing was dreaming of becoming an immortal and having a happy life.

But dream and dream.

A picture of Emperor Wu's coiling dragon appeared in front of his eyes.

Wu Changqing was helpless in his dream. Even in his dream, he did not want to let go of this opportunity to practice visualization.

The next day.

When Wu Changqing woke up from his dream, it was already three o'clock in the morning.

He was first surprised to find that three acupoints in his inner body were opened again.

But then, the hunger felt as if it had been hungry for ten thousand years.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand to cover his stomach and then realized it.

My body has become as thin as a stick before I know it...

Gulu...

There was no time to think about anything else, while he was running the Heaven and Earth Breathing Method with all his strength.

Looking towards the stairs, he saw the familiar figure.

"Uncle Wei..."

"Help me make a bowl of century-old ginseng soup, plus abalone jade soup, and a lot of meat."

There was a hint of weakness in Wu Changqing's voice, and he looked completely depressed.

The sound was not loud, but it was just heard by Wei Shuyang who was cleaning the house.

When Wei Shuyang turned his head to look, he was frightened by Wu Changqing's state.

"My young prince, how could you lose such weight in one night?"

"Little prince, wait, I'll find someone to cook."

Wei Shuyang was shocked.

I looked at Wu Changqing, who had lost so much weight in just one night.

He couldn't care about anything else and just flicked the broom in his hand.

Using Qinggong with all his strength, he rushed out of Tingchao Pavilion.

It only takes a cup of tea.

Wei Shuyang had a tray in each hand and another on his head.

Plates carrying all kinds of delicacies were placed on top.

Wei Shuyang kept his pace and quickly came to Wu Changqing.

Wu Changqing's nose twitched.

Smelling those most beautiful fragrances in the world, I suddenly came back to life as if I had been injected with chicken blood.

Three trays, twelve dishes.

Enough to feed three adults.

Wu Changqing was swept away by the wind and ate them all.

He had never thought that eating was such a happy thing.

Finally, I rinsed my mouth with the bowl of century-old ginseng soup.

Wu Changqing felt that life was full of hope again.

"Uncle Wei, I'm fine."

"Go and do your work."

Wu Changqing, whose complexion returned to healthy and rosy, waved his hand.

He signaled to Wei Shuyang not to worry.

"The young prince's physique is really amazing."

Look at Wu Changqing who can quickly restore his former appearance with just one meal.

Wei Shuyang's eyes were full of incredulity.

After Wei Shuyang left the cabinet, Wu Changqing moved his stiff body.

"It should be that I ran the Xunlong Zhoutian Technique in my dream, which forced my body to absorb a large amount of energy."

"That's why such an extreme situation occurs."

"It seems that I have to choose to learn a health-preserving skill and learn about it."

Wu Changqing thought about what happened last night and made a rough inference.

Look for a health-preserving Kungfu book and see if you can learn advanced techniques to quickly restore your body.

Wu Changqing dragged the nearly two hundred kilograms of weight, got up and started looking for relevant classics in the cabinet on the first floor.

Not for a while.

He then found a health-preserving exercise as he wished.

It's called "Five Animals Play"

Opened the first page of the book.

Wu Changqing suddenly discovered this.

The author of this health-preserving Kung Fu book is actually a famous doctor in Kyushu, Doctor Hua.

"The play of five animals: one is called the tiger, the second is called the deer, the third... is also used to remove diseases, and also sharpens the hooves and feet for guidance."

As the pages of the book turn.

Wu Changqing's attention gradually got into the book.

The incredible understanding began to show at this moment.

The pages of the book are mixed with a large number of character pictures, and beside the character pictures are notes about how the breath flows in the body.

Wu Changqing's body followed the movement of his heart, and he immediately began to evolve his internal energy over and over again.