Bai ziyue and Zhang Guoyi of the Lieyang sect branch have just stepped in from behind.

Suddenly, Zhang Guoyi pulled baiziyue's clothes, "it's Wang Jian."

A tall and thin young man came up. It was Wang Jian who directly put them into the chore apprenticeship yesterday.

"Hello, senior brother."

Although he was upset, Bai ziyue gave a clever greeting.

On one side, Zhang Guoyi quickly lowered his head and looked respectful.

In a short time, they have seen that the rank of the Lieyang sect is strict. The status of chore apprentices here is the lowest. Formal disciples can even beat and scold at will without any punishment.

Wang Jian glanced at them faintly, ignored them, and walked over.

Seeing this, Bai ziyue was relieved.

The other side ignored them, which seemed better to him.

If you really want to catch what they say, it may be trouble.

"Bah, villain."

Until Wang Jian left, Zhang Guoyi scolded in a low voice.

Bai ziyue couldn't laugh or cry when he heard the speech. But it is also clear that this is only his way of venting.

They were treated unfairly from the beginning. After passing the examination, they were directly assigned to the lowest position of chore apprentices. Anyone will have resentment in his heart.

But Bai ziyue knows that they have no dependence here. Even uncle Ming has no right to speak here.

Low key forbearance is the best practice.

After the strength is strong, the confidence is sufficient, and there is a chance to retaliate back.

……

The black paper cream prepared by the middle-aged doctor was really excellent. After only one or two hours, Bai ziyue felt that his arm was not very painful. Although you can still feel discomfort if you touch it, it doesn't affect much.

Therefore, after lunch in the branch canteen, he hurriedly came to the martial arts field, found a corner and stood up the meditation pile.

As for Zhang Guoyi, after staying for an hour or two, he was busy and left.

"Meditation stake is to practice Qi and blood and strength.

Although the strength from master Hong Gang can make me feel the strength from the meditation pile, it is too advanced for me. The first thing I have to do is to turn the blood, or qi and blood, according to the operation mode of strength.

The movement of Qi and blood should first be driven by breathing. "

Bai ziyue calmly analyzed.

He was deeply impressed by the strength from the space, but it was someone else's strength after all. He was only familiar with its operation mode, but it was very difficult for him to refine his strength.

Therefore, according to his own understanding, he divided the meditation pile into three steps.

The first is to control the breathing rhythm, the second is to master the direction of blood flow mode, and the third is to integrate everything and practice strength.

"So..."

Bai ziyue stood meditating on the pile work of the pile, thinking about the vibrational rhythm of strength, and then began to constantly adjust his breathing according to this rhythm, hoping to fit with this vibrational rhythm.

Breathe... Breathe

I don't know how long has passed. At a certain moment, Bai ziyue's breath finally coincided with the strength in his memory.

The air he breathed gradually moved the blood in his body, followed by vibration, and finally circulated all over his body.

As a result, he gradually produced a trace of heat, and soon his whole body became warm.

Even the pain in the shoulder was relieved. Even the pain when standing at the stake has greatly subsided at this moment.

"That's the feeling."

Bai ziyue's eyes are bright.

Originally, he could only hold on to the meditation pile for three or five minutes. He stood for twenty minutes before he couldn't hold on and stopped.

Name: Bai ziyue

Strength: 0.55 (cannot be increased)

Speed: 0.53 (non lifting)

Physique: 0.57 (can't be improved)

Martial arts: Meditation stake (can't be improved if you haven't started)

Soul energy: 795

"Just a short 20 minute standing pile, my physical strength and speed have improved again.

I believe that as long as I keep practicing, I can really get started with meditation piles in a few days. "

Bai ziyue's confidence greatly increased.

You know, with the help of Hong Gang's strength, his physique and strength have been slightly improved.

Now I stand on the stake, my physique has been directly improved by 0.05, my strength has been improved by 0.04, and even my speed has been increased by 0.02, which is a great progress.

"When you are standing at the meditation stake, you need to stand still and sweat out to form water droplets.

Although I can't do this now, I can do it with heat and warmth.

From the real entry, only the Kung Fu of water mill is left. "

Bai ziyue's mind was calm and his eyes were full of joy.

Even if he doesn't know how long he will be able to get started, after all, he is still a chore apprentice at this time. All kinds of complicated work will fall on him soon, and the training time will naturally be greatly reduced.

But he knew that he was on the right path. He didn't need to bear the pain of passing strength across the air again, so he could start the practice of meditation stake.

Once the Zen stake is introduced, he can directly improve with the power of soul energy.

Xiaocheng, even Dacheng, are no longer far away.

For the next period of time, Bai ziyue rested when he was tired. When he felt good, he began to stand again.

With the passage of time, his standing time began to extend.

The longest time, even for half an hour.

"Ziyue, Mr. Qian came to us. It should be related to the distribution of chore apprentices."

In the distance, when the sun was setting and the sunset was shining, Zhang Guoyi found baiziyue and said solemnly.

"Let's go."

Bai ziyue was so worried that he left the martial arts field with Zhang Guoyi.

"Mr. Qian!"

Bai ziyue came to Qian Ming's courtyard.

"You're here." Qian Ming nodded to them and said, "there was still a shortage of people in this branch residence. I also like you to stay here.

But someone said hello and didn't want to see you here. Therefore, I can only send you out. "

With that, Qian Ming shrugged and looked helpless.

"Who?"

Zhang Guoyi asked angrily.

Bai ziyue frowned, but did not speak.

"I said yesterday that you offended people. It seems that you are really right."

Qian Ming smiled, but the scar on his face was more distorted.

"If you have any relationship, I can help you operate. If you stay in the branch, there will always be more opportunities, won't you?

Fortunately, it is not impossible to get the attention of a big man. "

Qian Ming continued to talk.

"Uncle Ming, uncle Ming of our village, is the head of the gang at Qinghe wharf."

Zhang Guoyi's eyes brightened and hurriedly said.

"That's easy." Qian Ming clapped his hands and said, "as long as you take out five Liang silver, in the name of your uncle Ming, and I guarantee, I can keep you in the branch."

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