Ten minutes passed quickly, and Jie said to Poluo: "I will teach you Qigong first."

Poluo tilted his head and didn't quite understand what he was talking about.

"Your strength is limited, and even if you use all your strength, you are not as strong as ordinary people. So we practice Qigong and strengthen your strength through luck."

Ionia's abundant magic power, or spiritual energy, has truly affected every creature born here.

Qigong is a technique to mobilize spiritual energy in the body. It can exercise the body and mind, and through self-suggestion, it allows consciousness to enter a self-hypnosis state, thereby mobilizing muscle groups that are usually uncontrollable.

For example, the golden bell-covered iron cloth shirt of the Shuoji monk can make the energy form an invisible barrier on the surface of the body, and those who are proficient can even resist the knife and gun.

However, Qigong was created by the Ionians based on the human body, and I don’t know if it can still work in this foreign Poluo.

But you might as well give it a try.

The robbery started with the most basic stalking skills. He personally demonstrated how to stance horses, allowing Poluo to imitate his posture and maintain it.

"Ji?" Poluo squatted in his horse stance, but it didn't feel that it had any effect at all.

"When you can control the qi in your body freely, you can use this qi to suck your hands and feet on the wall, so as to fly over the eaves and walls, or even hang upside down on the ceiling like a gecko." Jie taught it as easily as possible with simple and easy-to-understand examples.

"Ji!" So that's it!

As soon as he talked about this, Poluo's motivation came, his legs tightened and his hair exploded, as if the Saiyan had transformed.

Let Poluo squat on his horse stance and opened the group chat.

Invisible Blade: What does Poluo eat?

In order to train Poluo, Jie forgot to have supper, and he only remembered it just now.

Poluo Shepherd: Poluo’s recipes are very mixed. Basically, people eat them, and you will feed them whatever you have.

Boss: You can prepare some snacks for Poluo, they like sweet biscuits or pastries.

Roy posted the method of making Poluo dim sum to the group, and Jie read it, but it didn't feel easy to do.

And it doesn't seem to be anything special. Ionia has many delicious pastries, which are not necessarily worse than these.

He heard the news, and it seemed that someone was looking for him. He opened a private chat to find out who it was.

Poluo Shepherd: Have you started training Poluo?

Invisible Blade: Yes.

Poluo Shepherd: Do you need to be aided? Poluo's aided.

The other party suddenly asked this, and Ling Jie frowned. How did he know what he wanted now?

Jie was thinking about this question just now. Training is an important part of training and a necessary step toward practical combat.

If you want Poluo to participate in actual combat, you can start preparing for training now.

But where should I find a sparring partner with similar strength? I can't just let it fight with the disciples in the sect. The two are not of the same magnitude at all, and there is no suspense in the outcome.

It is not very suitable to throw it into the mountains and fight with monkeys and wild boars, as it is easy to anger the spirit of Ionia.

Invisible Blade: Can you provide sparring?

Poluo Muzhe: Yes, as long as you help me a little.

Invisible Blade: What's the busy thing?

Poluo Shepherd: It is a very simple requirement to help me send Poluo’s training results to the group periodically, right?

Invisible Blade: You can try it.

He put away his private chat and ordered the boy to go to the kitchen to bring a meal, and then ate with Poluo, who had finished training.

He did not ask Poluo to eat with bowls and chopsticks like him, but Poluo likes to imitate it very much. Seeing his actions, he learned to pick up food with chopsticks.

It held up the chopsticks that were longer than its body, and even if it picked up the dishes, its short hands could not deliver them to its mouth.

Seeing that Poluo seemed to regard this as a kind of practice, he cut off the chopsticks so that it could smoothly hold the food into its mouth.

After eating, he felt that Poluo was not full, so Jie ordered someone to get the tea and brewed a pot of tea himself.

After enjoying the refreshment, watching Jie sitting in the yard drinking tea, Poluo also came to him and sat down cross-legged.

"Be careful." Seeing Poluo interested in tea, Jie poured it a cup without hesitation and reminded him.

The little guy held the teacup and smelled it curiously. The scent of the nose shocked it. He tried to lick it with his tongue, and his hair stood up in pain.

"So you don't know what scalding is." Jie smiled: "Give me a lesson and I'll be careful next time."

He held a cup of hot tea and looked at the courtyard under the moon with a calm face. He hadn't enjoyed such a quiet time for a long time. With Poluo, he could be very relaxed without always thinking about whether he had taken any wrong steps to this day.

Poluo looked at the teacup in his hand, and felt that it was no longer hot, so he poured it into his mouth, smashing his tongue as if he was still unsatisfied.

"I didn't expect you to like drinking tea. This is the spiritual tea picked from the southern wall of the Onkuwo Cliff. It is not only full of spiritual energy, but also particularly sweet."

"Ji?" Poluo looked up at him.

In fact, it just simply thinks that drinking this tea is good for health and thirsty, and even if a few tea leaves are accidentally leaked inside, it will still drink it.

It raised the cup and let the kid pour it a cup.

Jie poured the last tea in the teapot and said, "I'll go to rest after drinking it. I'll arrange for you to train with other disciples tomorrow. During the day, I have something to do and I can't supervise you personally."

Seeing that the disaster was about to rest, Zeer also put away the Poluo Book and returned to the cabin.

The next day, the master came to the North Courtyard to lead Poluo to the martial arts training ground.

Dozens of young men and women practice martial arts here, or practice moves against wooden stakes, with crisp striking sounds and powerful shouts.

Poluo's arrival changed the atmosphere of hard work. These teenagers around the age of fifteen were at the age of high curiosity. They were immediately attracted by the hairball and even forgot about what they were doing.

"The sect competition will be held next month. Only the top three can receive tattoos. Don't you get serious?" Master Shi coughed majesticly, and the disciples quickly entered the state.

She inspected and guided several unstandard disciples, and then left. Poluo was left here and trained freely with these boys.

At this moment, Poluo's mind was full of what she had said just now. There will be a competition next month. As long as you win the competition, you will get the power of the shadow.

It has to compete! It has to win rewards!

Poluo is full of energy. It observes the movements of these boys, imitates their moves, practices in turn, and practices in fist and foot skills and qigong.

And its strange behavior once again attracted everyone's attention. Without the master's discipline, these teenagers started chatting with each other.

"I have no knowledge in my hometown. Who can tell me what this chubby thing is? He actually knows martial arts."

"I haven't seen it, but it doesn't seem to be a species of Ionia."

"I heard from the master that this little guy was caught by Master Jie..."

"Hiss, I am worthy of being a master of robbery. Even pets are so powerful. I really want to keep one. Who will ask the master where he caught it?"

"If I don't go, I don't want to be scolded."

Poluo listened to the conversation between these disciples, fortunately it would not be embarrassing, otherwise he had already started to use his nails to dig the ground.

"Hey, little thing, come here and show me!"

Suddenly, a domineering disciple in the crowd pointed at Poluo. He tied his braids and exposed his reflective forehead.

Poluo heard it, but ignored it.

Because it knows that obedience cannot help it win the competition, its strength is far inferior to these disciples. Only by constantly training from now on can it stand out in the competition.

I don’t know if it was intentional, but he heard him mocking again: “Look at your little arms and legs, it’s useless to practice for another hundred years.”

Polu ignored him and continued to stance.

Seeing that Poluo still ignored him, the disciple felt that he had been ignored and his face turned dark.

He stood there and thought for a while, suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he picked up a pottery jar and walked towards Poluo.

A person next to him quickly grabbed him: "Don't do anything randomly, that's Master Jie's pet."

"Don't worry, I have my own sense."
Chapter completed!