There are some things that even geniuses cannot take shortcuts for. This is the case with the training of strength. However, the advantages of geniuses are unimaginable by ordinary people. For example, Fu Shubao, he had no idea that the "Puo Xin Fa" he used was a book.
It’s rubbish that can be bought for two copper coins on the street, and the section about true power training is even more rubbish among rubbish. Ordinary people can’t even say they use it to practice strength, and even their understanding is a problem.
, but he not only understood it, but also developed the innate spiritual energy in the first trial of practice! At that time, Dean Jia Meng, known as the "Golden Arm Prodigy", also used the advanced True Power Mind Technique.
It took a full month to cultivate the first substantive innate spiritual energy!
The sky was gradually getting brighter, and four young maids in maid makeup walked over from the quiet path filled with golden sunlight. In their hands, they still held basin towels, porridge and side dishes, tea and a fairy mallet.
"Master, why are you sitting on the ground again?" Chunlan said anxiously: "The ground is cold, Master, get up quickly, be careful not to catch a cold."
Only then did Fu Shubao come to his senses and stop his selfless practice of true power.
"Huh?" Dongmei, the most well-behaved and sweet person, sighed strangely, and then said quickly: "Young master is not cold, but hot. His head is sweating."
Fu Shubao stretched out his hand and wiped it on his forehead. Only then did he realize that although he was sitting in a meditation posture, which should not consume much physical energy, he felt as if he had gone through a long-distance run. His muscles were sore all over his body, and his muscles and bones were hot.
Sweating, especially on the forehead. But it is also a very strange thing. Sweating is a normal physiological phenomenon in the human body, and the smell of sweat is usually sour. But when he wiped the sweat, it was sour and had a foul smell, and the color was also off.
Turbidity is obviously abnormal.
After thinking about it carefully, Fu Shubao suddenly laughed and said in his heart: "The effect of this training power is indeed extraordinary. My training this time has eliminated a lot of toxins accumulated in the body, otherwise there would be no such stench and turbidity.
beads of sweat."
"Master, what are you... laughing at?" Xia Zhu, the most sexy and alluring person, asked strangely. As she spoke, she gently covered her towering breasts with her hands, as if she was afraid of being too tight.
The maid uniform suddenly burst open, and the huge thing inside would hit her young master.
The young master's eyes swept over the maids' breasts, waists, and buttocks one by one, and then he yawned, "Master, I am practicing martial arts. Which one of you will help the young master up?"
This task naturally fell on Xia Zhu, who was holding the Immortal Hammer. When she was helping the young master, the young master's arm leaned on her breasts "definitely not on purpose".
Flexibility...very good.
The size... is perfect.
"When I adjust this useless body, then, hehe... hehe..." Fu Shubao was already in a good mood and full of bad things.
Washing your face with a clove uvula, a cup of tea for the girl's body, carefully selected porridge cooked without covering the heat, and a moderately heavy lust mallet, the emperor's breakfast is probably nothing more than this. There is no wine for breakfast, but Fu Shubao is a bit drunk.
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After breakfast, Fu Shubao used a delicate toothpick to pick out the food residue between his teeth and said: "This kind of breakfast will need to be changed in the future. The rice porridge and side dishes can be kept, but a medium-rare large piece of roast beef must be added.
It’s best to weigh half a catty, um, and a glass of milk, so it’s nutritious.”
The four maids were stunned on the spot.
"Can't you understand what the young master said?"
"Master, you can ask the kitchen to cook the beef, but if you eat medium-rare beef, you will have diarrhea..." Chunlan said with some worry. Even if she tried hard, she could not imagine that the dish her master ordered had an isolated time and space.
The name - steak.
"Also," Xia Zhu added tremblingly: "Master, there is no wet nurse around here. Where can we find milk for you?"
How could she understand it as *human breasts? Fu Shubao's eyes couldn't help but fall on Xia Zhu's pair of plump breasts.
"Master, what are you looking at me for? I..." Xia Zhu's pink face turned red when she found that the master was looking at her, "Master, I don't have milk. If you want to eat... you can't."
Fu Shubao wants to eat, absolutely wants to eat, even if he can't get any milk.
However, Qiu Ju was a little smart, "Young Master must have milk. Later we will ask Butler Nie to help him go to the countryside outside the city to find milk."
"Qiu Ju is still clever. Come on, I want a reward for this." Fu Shubao chuckled.
"It is Qiu Ju's duty to work for the young master. Qiu Ju dare not ask for any reward." Xia Zhu was a little flattered.
"This must be rewarded."
"Then what's the reward?" Qiu Ju's pretty face turned slightly red, and her heart was already filled with joy. The other three maids looked at Qiu Ju with envy, all of them eager.
But just when the four maids thought that Master Shubao was going to bring out some gold and silver jewelry or some exquisite little gift, they saw a big hand raised high, passing through the cool morning breeze, and then gently falling on the hand.
On top of Qiu Ju's buttocks.
There is a crisp sound.
The four maids were all stunned, Qiu Ju was the most stunned.
But it was this clear and sweet sound of slapping the buttocks that unpretentiously kicked off the young master's new day. Of course, it was also the beginning of a day that would lead to endless depravity.
While he was joking, a thin old man in his early fifties trotted towards the pavilion, holding a package in his hand. He was Nie Ji, the housekeeper of the rich man's mansion. Fu Shubao had met him.
He said twice but didn't say much, so from his perspective, his butler was a stranger.
"Ask Butler Nie, Butler Nie will be here soon," Xia Zhu said with a crisp laugh: "It saves you the trouble of going to him to give him the recipe. I will tell him later according to the young master's instructions."
Nie Ji took three steps into two steps and walked over in the blink of an eye. Before he could take a breath, he bowed his waist first, then raised the package in his hand over his head, and said humbly: "Young Master, Master
I sent you a gift from Feizhou, and my old servant rushed over after receiving it."
Fu Shubao glanced at it but didn't reach out to pick it up, "What is it?"
"My servant doesn't know. I usually don't tell you what I'm sending back." Nie Ji's voice was still very humble.
Fu Shubao then took the package from Nie Ji's hand and said, "Steward Nie, it's okay. You go down."
"Yes, Master." Nie Ji replied respectfully.
"Wait a minute," Xia Zhu said hurriedly: "Butler Nie followed me to the side to talk. The young master's recipe needs to be changed, and he needs to drink something like... milk."
Nie Ji then raised his head and glanced at Fu Shubao. His eyes were a little confused, but he didn't say anything and followed Xia Zhu out of the pavilion. Just as Xia Zhu and Nie Ji were talking, Fu Shubao returned to the table.
, put the package on the table.
He tore off the outer paper of the package, only to see that there was another layer of paper inside. Fu Shubao was puzzled, and then tore off the second layer of paper, but he didn't know that there was another layer of paper inside. A pair of beautiful eyes stared at the young master unwrapping the package.
Chunlan, Qiuju and Dongmei also had strange expressions on their faces, as if the big gray-haired rat that had been scaring them might jump out of the package the young master was unpacking at any time, or a toad.
It wasn't until the eighth layer of paper was torn off that a wooden box with a simple style and color was revealed. It was half a foot long and three fingers wide. There was a fireball pattern on the yellowed lid, but the pattern itself was very blurry.
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"Master, I guess it must be the necklace. The master hinted that you should give it to the woman you love so that he can have a fat grandson as soon as possible." Chunlan said flatteringly. In her opinion, the master has so much money and a big family, so the master
She is alone again, so it would be a wise choice to find a beautiful daughter-in-law to hold her grandson as soon as possible.
"No, I guess what the master gave to the young master must be something like the great tonic Millennium Ginseng." Qiu Ju has a different opinion. In her opinion, the young master is like a hard-working bee that has been flying around for a long time.
Among the flowers of this kind, if the body is weak, it is a wise choice for the master to send tonics to nip the problem in the bud.
"You all guessed wrong. I guess it's a huge money ticket." Dongmei's opinion is different. In her opinion, the young master spends his days gambling and gambling, and his change has long since gone to the bottom. Giving a huge money ticket is a way to help in times of need.
The best way to love a father.
"Wouldn't it be troublesome for you to guess? Can't you find out if I open it?" Fu Shubao clasped his hand, flipped it up, and immediately opened the wooden box.
Not a necklace studded with diamonds and glittering gold.
Nor is it an old ginseng that has grown in the mud for thousands of years and cannot be chewed.
It’s not a huge amount of money that you can’t spend no matter how much you want and still ask for help from others to spend it.
It was just a dark stone. But the key point was that the stone was strip-shaped, with an oval front end, a thick stem with prominent veins, and two marbles at the end.
The rich man didn't give anything, but gave his precious son a man's thing.
Even Fu Shubao, the three pretty maids in the pavilion were dumbfounded. The three maids had pink faces and red eyes, and they looked as if they wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.
Soon, Fu Shubao, who was shocked by the unique gift from his rich father, found a well-folded letter at the bottom of the wooden box. He took out the stone object, put it on the table, and put it on the table.
He took out the letter and opened it.
There was only one very brief sentence on the letterhead: "In early March, the caravan passed by an indigenous tribe in Feizhou. The local chief exchanged this thing for a woodcutter for my father. My father was worried that his son was weak and sick. This thing is a good thing for masculinity and warding off evil spirits."
I hope you can wear it with you to protect your health, keep your yang energy healthy, and prevent evil things from invading you."
Looking at the letter and the "mascot" on the table, the young master didn't even come back to his senses for the entire meal.
Let me ask, in the sky and on the earth, inside and outside the universe, which father would give such a thing to his son?