"I've heard about it, too. It seems to be related to some kind of diary."

"Rumor has it that the leader of the Luzhuo Gang was soundly sleeping when an arrow flew in from the window and nailed a scroll of notes to the head of his bed! The notes contained an incredible secret!"

Several people talked freely.

Throwing arrows and holding hands, nailing them to the head of the bed of the Yuzheng Gang leader? !

Li Qinglin was surprised when he heard this.

Didn't I just spend one tael of silver to hire a beggar and throw the letter into the Luluo Gang?

How come the rumor is so outrageous?

When the letter was found on Ah Xi that day, Li Qinglin intended to hand it over to the leader of the Luzhuo Gang in order to sow discord between the two.

This is an open conspiracy!

But Li Qinglin didn't expect that this gang leader, whom he had never met before, would be so decisive!

With the momentum of a soldier's urgency, attack directly! Li Qinglin heard these people talking more and more outrageously, saying that the notes contained some treasure map, magical secrets, and that the gang leader wanted to monopolize the benefits, so he took action to eliminate dissidents and pave the way for himself.

"No matter what, the Luzhu Gang has been rampant in the shantytowns for many years, and this time they finally got caught! Even if they recover, they are still seriously injured!"

"I don't know who did this, but he was simply trying to get rid of harm for the people! He actually used a mere note to cause internal strife in the Luluo Gang, and wiped out the enemy in the midst of laughter and chatter, but he left quietly. He is truly a chivalrous hero!"

Li Qinglin stood beside them, listening attentively and nodding in agreement from time to time.

It was not until a few people noticed him in a strange way that he left and lined up again.

After Miao Miao finished receiving instructions, he walked back to the battlefield and heard these people chattering incessantly, which immediately made him annoyed.

"If you keep gossiping, I'll hit you on the head!"

Several people suddenly fell silent and stopped talking.

On the other side, "How are you standing? Forget about being still. You can't even lower your waist and legs. You can tell you're not putting your heart into it!"

Master Fu Wu looked at the tenant in front of him with a cold look in his eyes and scolded him harshly.

The man dared not say anything, and retreated tremblingly with his head lowered.

The following few tenants all stood in a crooked posture. It was ok for a while, but if they stood for too long, they would definitely lose balance.

Master Fu Wu’s brows were almost furrowed when he saw this.

It was Donkey Face's turn. Master Fu Wu looked at his posture. Although he had a lot of problems, he looked competent. It seemed that he had been practicing harder in the past few days.

After all, he had just started practicing standing meditation, so Master Fu Wu did not force him too much. He just gave him some pointers and then let him leave.

Donkey Face walked down and breathed a sigh of relief.

Facing the martial artist's stern look, he felt full of pressure.

After all, these tenants were born in humble families, so it was good enough if one out of ten of them could become a talent...

Master Fu Wu sighed in his heart, and then looked at Li Qinglin.

"Master Fu, please give me some advice."

Li Qinglin walked up to Master Fu Wu and bowed.

He had no intention of hiding his incompetence. He took up his stance with all his strength, adjusted his body and mind, and within a few breaths, he found the trick of standing still and calmed down.

The toes were gripping the ground tightly, and the blood was surging beneath the skin, giving people a feeling of taking root in the ground.

Seeing this, Master Fu Wu was even more surprised.

"Have you ever learned standing practice before?"

Li Qinglin was awakened by the voice, retracted his posture, and replied: "I haven't learned it."

After getting the answer, Master Fu Wu was amazed for a moment.

I was able to enter a state of tranquility the first time I practiced, and now I have even found a vague feeling of "taking root"?

Although the Herb Picking and Standing Still Technique is just a low-level martial art, the person who can achieve this level of skill is not inferior to Miao Miao and Pang Dazhuang in terms of aptitude.

Since Li Qinglin and others had just started practicing, Master Fu Wu did not introduce the herb-collecting and standing practice in detail.

The herb-collecting standing practice is actually divided into several levels, namely entering into tranquility, taking root in the ground, and feeling empty and refreshed at the top of the head, which correspond to entry, mastery, and achievement.

After all, it is just a third-rate martial art, so there is no need to divide it into too many levels.

After entering a state of tranquility, as long as you practice diligently and take proper food and medicine supplements, your essence and blood will gradually increase.

Only by reaching the level of virtual spirit and top strength can one hope to completely hold back one's blood and essence, step into the fifth level of locking essence, and become a martial artist.

Miao Miao, Pang Dazhuang and others have only just reached the threshold of the top level of virtual spirit.

Master Fu Wu seemed to have thought of something and said, "Come, help me."

As he spoke, he reached out his hand and gently placed it on Li Qinglin's shoulder.

Li Qinglin's heart trembled, but his expression remained unchanged.

At this moment, feeling the gradually increasing force coming from Master Fu Wu's palm, he tensed his muscles, stood firmly on his feet, and began to exert force as well.

"Natural brute strength, not bad."

Master Fu Wu nodded in understanding. Great strength is also a kind of talent. It means that one of the bones, tendons and muscles is more developed than that of ordinary people.

Naturally speaking, it is easier to get started when standing in a posture.

But that’s all.

In Master Fu Wu's eyes, Li Qinglin could only be considered as someone with little talent, and his natural brute force was only slightly greater than that of an ordinary person.

He had practiced martial arts for many years and had even encountered monsters who were strong enough to throw elephants and trample upon three armies. When Li Qinglin was compared with their brilliance, he immediately became dim.

After thinking for a while, Master Fu Wu said, "Wait a moment."

Master Fu Wu quickly left the training ground.

The tenant servants who were watching the scene all looked at Li Qinglin with complicated and indescribable expressions.

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Everyone heard what Master Fu Wu said about Li Qinglin just now.

The martial artist's words "not bad" undoubtedly made the name Li Qinglin carry more weight in their hearts.

But I have offended Steward Wang...

Not long after, Master Fu Wu came back on foot, holding a pair of greaves made of pieces of fine steel in his hands. They were shaped like leg guards and flashed with cold light.

There is also a circle of empty slots on the shin guard, so weight can be added at will.

Manager Fu handed the shin guard to Li Qinglin and said, "Don't waste your talent. Standing with your own weight is a little easier for you. I'll lend it to you temporarily."

Li Qinglin immediately understood Master Fu Wu's intention, it seemed that he wanted to increase his strength.

"Thank you, Master Fu."

Li Qinglin straightened his expression, showed gratitude, and bowed to take the shin guard.

There were murmurings among the crowd, some expressing envy, some expressing jealousy.

Master Fu seemed to be aware of the other tenants' thoughts and said calmly,

"Accept according to your belly, and wear according to your body. If you are able, come forward and put on the greaves. If you can stand for half an hour, I will lend them to you."

After that, no one said anything more.

In the corner, Ruan Qi's expression flickered, and a trace of unwillingness flashed across his eyes.

…

After snowing for several days, it finally stopped.

But it is coldest when the snow melts.

As soon as they came out of the parade ground, Li Qinglin and Donkey Face ran all the way, ignoring their physical fatigue, and immediately rushed back to the yard to add charcoal fire, clean up insect feces, and maintain the indoor temperature.

Even so, Li Qinglin sighed as he looked at the listless stove bugs and nine-scented insects in the copper furnace.

"These grandpas are so hard to serve!"

You can't hit or scold it, and you dare not even walk loudly, for fear of disturbing the winter insects.

But even so, this batch of winter worms showed no signs of laying eggs!

Li Qinglin felt a little worried.

After a busy moment, it was already past mealtime in the kitchen.

Li Qinglin and Donkey Face got together, sat on the stone steps outside the yard, and ate cold pancakes.

In the distance, the doors of the other three insect-raising yards were closed, and occasionally the sound of charcoal being shoveled could be heard from inside the yards.

Donkey Face was unusually taciturn. He didn't say a word until he finished eating the pancake, then he patted his butt and stood up.

"Hiss... My leg hurts so much! Isn't it said that the more you practice martial arts, the stronger you become? Why is it that my leg is getting weaker and weaker? I haven't had the energy to look for Cuicui these days. Who knows, she might be blaming me again."

Donkey Face muttered a few words and said to Li Qinglin, "Brother Lin, I'm tired. I'm going back to sleep. You should go to bed early too."

Li Qinglin smiled and replied, "I understand."

Li Qinglin waited for a while after Donkey Face entered the room.

The sky was dark and lanterns were flickering in the distance.

Only then did Li Qinglin close the gate and walk back to the yard.

"Heart Toad Blood Bag!"

Li Qinglin's heart moved, and he controlled the opening and closing of his heart sac. Suddenly a stream of qi and blood flowed out, flowing throughout his body in an instant, dispelling the tiredness and weakness brought by standing during the day.

Go to bed early? Li Qinglin was full of strength, energetic, and his eyes were shining.

When everyone is asleep, it is the perfect time for me to practice in silence! (End of this chapter)