"boom!"
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The wind and snow roared, and the sky and earth were vast.
It's just dawn.
At this time, most people were still sleeping in their warm quilts.
But in the bamboo forest in the northwest corner of Listening to the Rain Garden on a moonlit night, the sound of Luo Qingzhou getting up early to practice could already be heard.
In the snow.
He was naked, and his skin and flesh were taut, and he was violently bumped and hit against the hard tree trunk.
Like a wild bull getting angry and trying its best.
Time and time again, the skin and flesh all over the body are used as pig iron, and are repeatedly struck and tempered by the strong squeeze and moisture of the tree trunk and internal force.
Never tired, not afraid of pain.
The skin and flesh all over the body quickly turned red, then became hot and throbbing slightly.
My whole body was soon covered in sweat.
From daybreak, I continued practicing until noon without stopping.
When the muscles all over his body were sore, weak, and hungry, he stopped temporarily.
I took out a piece of cooked beef from my bag and had a simple lunch with a large gourd of well water.
After lunch, we rested for a while.
First, meditate and run the internal energy method for half an hour.
Then, continue to get up and practice.
"boom!"
After another hour of violent collision, the thick tree suddenly cracked and almost broke.
The cracked area had already been hit and was as soft as cotton wool, which was too horrible to look at.
Luo Qingzhou had no choice but to change to another big tree and continue practicing.
It's almost evening.
He lifted the rock again and began to stretch his already sore muscles.
Sweat was pouring all over his body, as if he had been washed, dripping wet, flowing down his chin, arms, and heels.
The skin exposed to the air exudes a bright and firm luster.
Snowflakes were flying in the air, and just as they were about to fall on him, they were melted by the hot breath emanating from his body.
He was panting heavily, sweating, his muscles bulging, squeezing out the last strength from his body, squatting in a horse stance, holding a huge rock in one hand.
His muscles were trembling, his body was trembling, and his breath was like a flame, scorching hot.
An invisible air current seemed to surround his body, isolating him from the snowflakes in the sky and the cold wind around him.
"ha!"
At the last moment of exhaustion, he roared suddenly, threw the rock in his hand, and then punched a big tree nearby.
"boom!"
The trunk of the tree was dented and cracked, and the tree, as thick as a leg, suddenly tilted its crown, broke off, and fell into the dense bamboo forest.
"Strength, hardness, and explosive power all seem to have increased a lot."
He panted heavily and looked at his unscathed fist, quite satisfied with the results of his training.
But the trees here can no longer be broken casually.
This broken tree cannot be wasted.
The trunk is still so long, I will continue to use it next time.
After the skin and flesh have been cultivated to the next strength, you can directly test it with stones.
Skin and flesh are like steel, tearing apart tigers and leopards, splitting mountains and rocks!
Luo Qingzhou didn't use any strength. After hitting the Thunder Fist twice more, he slowly stopped.
After scrubbing his hot body with the white snow on the ground and wiping away all the sweat and dirt, Fang put on his clothes, picked up his things, and returned to the courtyard.
It's getting dark.
Not long after, Xiaodie came back with dinner.
At this time, Luo Qingzhou had already cooked the beef in the kitchen and devoured it for dinner.
Then start boiling water and take a bath.
A drop of meat-refining potion was dropped into the bathtub, and the water immediately changed, turning into a light green.
Luo Qingzhou took off his clothes, got into the bucket, closed his eyes and meditated, and used his inner strength and mental methods.
The skin gradually felt hot, and the muscles inside seemed to be absorbing something and beating slightly.
When the water in the bucket was about to cool down, he opened his eyes and found that the light green water suddenly turned into clear water again.
Those medicines were indeed absorbed!
It's getting late.
He got up from the bucket and put on clean clothes under Xiaodie's service.
Helping Xiaodie carry the tub out, and after pouring the water, he went out alone, preparing to greet Miss Qin and the mother-in-law.
The snow has been falling for three days and shows no sign of stopping.
The entire mansion was completely white.
Luo Qingzhou stepped on the snow all the way to Miss Qin's "Lingchan Moon Palace".
The courtyard door is closed.
He walked forward, raised his hand and knocked on the door.
Soon, Bai Ling's crisp voice came from inside: "Uncle, Miss is feeling a little unwell today, so you don't need to come in to say hello."
Luo Qingzhou paused at the door and said, "Miss Bailing, are you alone in the front yard?"
Bai Ling's panicked voice immediately came from inside: "Uncle, you...what do you want to do again? Do you want to bully others again?"
Luo Qingzhou said: "I'm here to apologize to you, please open the door."
Bai Ling said quickly: "No need, uncle, I don't want your apology, just don't bully me next time. I'm just a humble little maid, how dare I ask my uncle to apologize."
Luo Qingzhou was silent for a moment, said nothing more, and turned to leave.
Just after walking more than ten steps, the courtyard door opened with a creak, and Bai Ling, dressed in a pink skirt, appeared at the door handsomely, leaning her head to peek at him.
Luo Qingzhou looked back at her.
She immediately retracted her head.
Luo Qingzhou ignored her and left quickly.
When he walked away, Bai Lingfang pouted, stamped his feet and said, "Smelly uncle, can't you just give me a few words?"
Luo Qingzhou arrived at the backyard in the wind and snow.
After Meier saw him, she immediately went in to report.
After a while, he came out and called him in.
Luo Qingzhou followed her into the hall. He walked up to the mother-in-law without squinting his eyes, bowed his head and bowed his hands in greeting: "Qingzhou gives my regards to my mother-in-law."
Song Ruyue was wearing a moon-white velvet jacket, sitting there with a majestic expression, rolled her eyes and glanced at him, and said coldly: "That's it?"
Luo Qingzhou could only say respectfully: "I wish my mother-in-law good health."
"That's it?"
Song Ruyue sneered.
Luo Qingzhou raised his eyes and glanced at him, and heard her say in her heart: "This brat, won't you praise me for my beauty?" I'll find a reason later and ask him to go to the backyard and plant flowers for me overnight! 】
The corner of Luo Qingzhou's mouth twitched, and he could only continue to say respectfully: "I wish my mother-in-law good health and eternal youth, and she will always be as young, beautiful and radiant as she is now."
When he said these words, his face became hot.
"Hmph, you flatterer!"
Song Ruyue rolled her eyes, but she was very impressed. She spared him for the time being and said coldly: "Have you visited Wei Mo?"
Luo Qingzhou lowered his head and said, "Not yet, I'll go tomorrow."
Song Ruyue said coldly: "Where is Jian Jia?"
Luo Qingzhou said: "I just went there, but I didn't see anyone."
Song Ruyue was silent for a moment, and then said in a slower tone: "Go and see her more. If she doesn't see you or talk to you, you'll just shamelessly pester her. Only when a man is shameless can he impress a woman's heart. Do you understand?"
Luo Qingzhou lowered his head and remained silent, saying nothing.
"Go on, study hard and don't slack off. If you dare to be lazy, be careful!"
At the end of the sentence, he became harsh again.
Luo Qingzhou bowed his head and resigned.
Soon after he left, Song Ruyue leaned lazily on the chair, thought for a while, and suddenly sat up again, frowning, and said to herself: "No, Jianjia is always like this, that brat He will definitely be resentful... What if he runs away secretly? We get married, but can't live together, and have to be served by a little maid who hasn't grown up with him every night... The key is that the brat is quite talented, and he is a talented person. Every day he goes out to have a good time and drink, hugging each other, and is carefree, but he stays at home and studies all day long... Can he not feel resentful in his heart? No, no, he has to find two more beautiful girls who are married to the boy to tie him up. Heart……"
After saying that, she turned her head and looked at Mei'er standing next to her.
Meier suddenly trembled and said in a trembling voice: "Husband... Madam..."
Song Ruyue rolled her eyes: "Why are you excited? Your breasts smell bad, you have breasts but no breasts, you have butt but no butt, and you are average-looking, so people will like you?"
Meier: "..."
Song Ruyue looked away, her beautiful eyes flickering, and she fell into deep thought.
"Woo..."
The cold wind whimpered outside, making the branches rustle.
After Luo Qingzhou returned to the house, he first took out the martial arts stone and checked various data. He was pleasantly surprised to find that his mental power had increased a lot.
It suddenly increased from 15 to 18.
There are no obvious changes in other data, and the strength and resistance have only increased a little.
But the explosive power is definitely much stronger than before.
He put away the martial arts stone, thought for a moment, and took out a piece of agarwood that had been prepared from his storage bag.
Books say that sandalwood refreshes the mind and agarwood soothes the mind; it is also said that sandalwood attracts the spirit and agarwood attracts the soul.
Now that he wants to practice out-of-body practice, he naturally wants agarwood.
After closing the doors and windows, blowing out the oil lamps and candles, and reminding Xiaodie not to come in yet, he lit the agarwood.
Then he got on the bed, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and concentrated.
After a while, I looked inside at my five internal organs, gathered my spirit, and slowly climbed up from bottom to top...
The image of climbing a mountain at dawn comes to mind.
Step by step, step by step, steadily upward.
It was easy at first, but the higher you got, the heavier your steps became and the speed became slower and slower...
He felt that his breathing was stagnant, his chest was tight and swollen, and his whole chest seemed to explode, but his head was still awake and there was no pain.
He continued to work his way up.
Ten steps!
Twenty steps!
Fifty steps!
Suddenly, he vaguely saw the scenery on the top of the mountain, and saw the rising sun about to break through the clouds on the horizon!
It seemed that the breeze was blowing, and the fragrance of flowers got into my nose.
He held his breath, gritted his teeth, took heavy steps, and continued upward!
Ten steps to go!
Five steps!
step!
"boom!"
When his whole body was trembling and his legs were heavy, and he tried his best to take the last step, his eyes suddenly opened up!
On the horizon, the sun is rising and clouds are filling the sky!
On the top of the mountain, the breeze is blowing, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant!
His body, as heavy as a mountain, suddenly became extremely relaxed, like a puff of smoke, floating in the air, rising higher and higher...
Luo Qingzhou suddenly opened his eyes!
The rising sun in the mountain scenery in front of him suddenly disappeared. What appeared in his sight was pitch black at first, and then became extremely clear.
The room was filled with smoke and silence.
His body was still sitting cross-legged on the bed with his eyes closed, motionless.
And "he" was floating on the roof, looking down with his eyes wide open.
"I'm out of body..."
He thought blankly, then awkwardly floated forward, left, right, up, down...
Suddenly, he flew towards the wall, passed through it, and came back again.
He flew to the table, chair, and bed again, passing through them all with ease.
But the line of sight is still blocked by these things and cannot penetrate through.
At the same time, for some reason, the ground cannot penetrate.
He became more and more comfortable, and his movements gradually became more proficient.
He practiced for a while, passing through the wall, through the hall, through the door, and entered the wing.
Xiaodie was sitting on the bed, embroidering... not embroidering.
The little girl was sitting on the bed at this time, with her head lowered, lifting her coat, pulling her bellyband, and gesturing to her breasts with her hands...
He murmured to himself: "Have you grown up? Grow up quickly...or the young master will dislike it..."
Luo Qingzhou: "..."
Turn around and float away.
Just as he was about to drift back to his room, he suddenly saw a dark shadow in the small courtyard outside through the crack of the hall door.
It is particularly clear under the reflection of white snow.
