"Handsome, aren't you? Go and train a few times and show me." Qin Ziling nodded and said without talking nonsense, pointing to an area not far away where there were a lot of muscle training and strength equipment.
After saying that, Qin Ziling strode towards that direction without waiting for Bao Yingjun's reply.
Upon seeing this, Bao Yingjun hurriedly followed him, but he was deeply disapproving of it.
Qin Ziling asked Bao Yingjun to practice the stone locks, stone burdens, hard bows, iron rings and other equipment respectively, and also asked him to practice several main movements of the Cold Iron Palm.
Although Bao Yingjun was not very optimistic about his senior brother Qin Ziling, he still followed the instructions carefully.
Qin Ziling cultivated his soul and merged it with the remnant soul of a generation of demon sect masters. In the past few months, he had hammered and tempered the muscles, bones, and muscles of his whole body. He understood the characteristics of the muscles and muscles in various parts of the body, their strength, and his own eyesight.
In terms of viciousness, only Zuo Le in the entire martial arts school can compare with him. In some aspects, Zuo Le is even inferior to him.
After Bao Yingjun practiced for a while, Qin Ziling already had a clear understanding of his physical condition. He was really shabby in appearance, but he had good bones. Seeing that he had a good attitude, he casually corrected a few of his wrong power movements and pointed out that he needed to
Strengthen several muscles in training.
Of course, there are far more things that Bao Yingjun needs to correct and point out, but Qin Ziling is not in a hurry to explain everything. He needs to continue to observe Bao Yingjun's character and see if he takes his words to heart.
If he has good character and is willing to humbly accept his own teachings, Qin Ziling would be willing to take him under his wing in the future.
A hero has three gangs, a fence has three stakes.
Coming from another world, he clearly understands the power of teamwork.
Especially in this troubled world, if you want to protect yourself and carve out a world of your own, in addition to constantly increasing your own strength, it is also very important to cultivate your own people.
Zuo Le opened a martial arts school to teach apprentices. In addition to making money, he was also cultivating his own people and power, so that he could stand firm in these troubled times and avoid being slaughtered and bullied by others.
The Xu family's ambition to build a powerful castle and raise private soldiers may not only be as simple as self-protection, but may even have the ambition to establish great achievements in these troubled times.
Of course, this is still too early for Qin Ziling now.
He will never deliberately build his own team now, but if the situation is right, he won't mind putting a little thought into burying a few chess pieces in advance.
Anyway, it's only good for him, nothing bad.
"Many, thank you Qin, Senior Brother Qin for your advice." Bao Yingjun listened carefully to Qin Ziling's advice and thanked him.
"Practice hard!" Qin Ziling nodded, then turned back to the disciple martial arts training area in the inner courtyard and plunged into martial arts training.
When Bao Yingjun saw Qin Ziling turning around and leaving, he thought about it carefully and corrected several ways of exerting force according to Qin Ziling's instructions.
After this correction, Bao Yingjun immediately found that not only was his exertion much easier and smoother, but the power he exerted was greater. He couldn't help but sweep away his previous frustration and thought to himself: "The disciples of the inner courtyard are indeed the disciples of the inner courtyard. Although Senior Brother Qin is here,
He is considered the worst among the disciples in the inner courtyard, but his eyesight and experience are still much better than those of us beginners! I have to practice according to his instructions, and I should ask him for advice when he is there."
At this time, Bao Yingjun had no idea that even Zuo Le might not be as good as Qin Ziling in some aspects in terms of eyesight and experience in Hantie Zhangyuan.
How can other people be so lucky? Not to mention that a little advice can produce immediate results, and it is common for the advice to go astray.
Soon it was lunch time.
Qin Ziling also kept some python meat and nourishing medicinal materials at Liu Xiaoqiang's house. When it was time for lunch, he stopped practicing and took a sweat towel to wipe the sweat while preparing to go to Liu Xiaoqiang's old house to privately supplement himself.
"Zi Ling, are you coming this afternoon?" Zheng Xinghan called Qin Ziling.
"Is something wrong?" Qin Ziling asked without answering.
"Haha, it's my birthday today. I made an appointment with some junior brothers and sisters to go to the Zuixiao Tower in the inner city to have fun at night. You happen to be there today. If there's nothing important, let's get together tonight. We also happen to go to the inner city to broaden our horizons." Zheng
Xinghan said.
"It turns out that today is senior brother's birthday, so I will definitely come." Qin Ziling said without thinking after hearing this.
Senior brother Zheng Xinghan treated him well.
"Okay, after we finish practicing martial arts in the afternoon, we will set off together." Zheng Xinghan said.
"Okay." Qin Ziling nodded, then turned and left.
Seeing Qin Ziling turning around and leaving, Bao Yingjun quickly chased after him.
"Qin, senior brother Qin, are you going to have a meal?" Bao Yingjun asked after catching up.
"Yeah." Qin Ziling nodded.
"I, my family owns an inn, the name is Tongfu Inn. It's just three alleys away from the Quan Yuan. Senior brother, if you don't mind, no, why don't you go to my inn to have a meal.
I, let my mother cook some of her specialty dishes." Bao Yingjun saw Qin Ziling nodding and continued.
"Tongfu Inn?" Bao Yingjun's words couldn't help but bring back Qin Ziling's memories of another world.
In another world, there is a very interesting TV series "Wulin Gaiden" in which the name of the inn is called Tongfu Inn.
"Yes, yes, Tongfu Inn is just a small inn, just nearby. Senior brother may have seen it before," Bao Yingjun said.
"Thank you Yingjun. I appreciate your kindness. Practice your martial arts well. I usually come to the boxing academy in about ten days. If you don't understand anything, just ask." Qin Ziling patted Bao Yingjun's shoulder and smiled.
He said something and then strode away.
Bao Yingjun looked at Qin Ziling's back as he strode away and had no choice but to give up. However, when he thought of him patting his shoulder and talking to him gently, he felt an indescribable complex feeling in his heart.
His family background is in the upper middle range among the many apprentices in the boxing academy. However, he is too poor-looking and stutters. Even after coming to Hantie Boxing Academy for seven or eight days, except for his senior brother, who is the manager, he teaches him some basic exercises as a rule.
Fa, his attitude was quite upright, the other inner court seniors not only refused to take him, they also looked disgusted towards his attitude and avoided him in fear.
Only this inner court senior who was said to be the one with the least background and prospects in Hantie Zhangyuan not only agreed to take him without hesitation, but also had a very gentle attitude toward him, and there was no look of contempt or disgust in his eyes.
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In the afternoon, Qin Ziling ended his martial arts practice early, took a cold shower in the martial arts studio, changed his clothes, and took a carriage to the inner city with Zheng Xinghan, the birthday boy.
"Brother, happy birthday!" After getting on the carriage, Qin Ziling took out an antique wooden box and handed it to Zheng Xinghan with both hands.
There are three words "Yiyuantang" written on the wooden box.
It is the "Buyuan Pill" produced by "Yi Yuantang", with twelve pieces of "Buyuan Pill".
It was Zheng Xinghan's birthday. Qin Ziling wanted to buy a gift, but he didn't know what kind of gift to buy. He remembered that there were two boxes of "Yuan Bu Dan" in his inventory, so he had an idea and took one box as a gift.