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- Chapter 647 Drawing Board
Liu Qingqing blushed and said, "My internal strength is much weaker than yours, and it will be used up in just a short while."
"Let's try it first. If this doesn't work, we'll think of other ways." Lin Xiansong said impatiently. He really wanted to know what it would be like for two people to actively use their inner breath to interact while they were both awake. Case.
"Okay then." Liu Qingqing closed her eyes and started running her internal energy. Soon her internal energy was transmitted into Lin Xiansong's body through her palms.
The inner energy of the two people circulates in the body through the other person's palm, and then enters the other person's body through his own palm together with his own inner energy.
Unknowingly, after going back and forth for nearly an hour, Liu Qingqing opened her eyes with a surprised expression and said: "It's strange, why did I persist for so long this time? I remember that day I gave you the inner breath to heal your injuries. When it's just a few minutes, the inner breath is already exhausted."
Lin Xiansong also opened his eyes after hearing this, looked at Liu Qingqing and said, "It's probably because your inner breath has strengthened, and our inner breath can blend with each other. Part of the inner breath you put into my body through your palms is What I¡¯ve passed on to you is that you only need to exercise your energy to push the inner energy to circulate in your body, so it doesn¡¯t consume much.¡±
"Really?" Liu Qingqing has not been very diligent in practicing Kung Fu since she was a child. Although Liu Zhenyan loves her as an only daughter and is not very harsh on her in practicing Kung Fu, she can't help but show disappointment.
Liu Qingqing suddenly discovered such a shortcut to increase the inner breath, and she was very happy in her heart, and said: "Then I will try again to see if the inner breath has increased again."
Lin Xiansong nodded. The two of them retracted their hands, separated their bodies, sat opposite each other, and began to silently exercise their internal energy.
After a while, Liu Qingqing said with some surprise: "It seems to be stronger than before."
Lin Xiansong frowned and said, "Why do I feel that the effect is not as good as last time? This time we practiced much longer than last time."
Liu Qingqing blinked, then her face suddenly turned red and she said, "Is it because the effect of using hands is not as good as that one?"
Liu Qingqing thought about it carefully and found that the process of two people inputting each other's inner breath with their hands was also relaxing and comfortable, but it was not as intoxicating and addictive as the other method.
Although thinking about that feeling makes people shy and scared, they can¡¯t help but still be full of yearning.
Hearing this, Lin Xiansong looked at Liu Qingqing's beautiful and blushing face and rosy lips, and couldn't help but feel a tremor in his heart. To say that a beauty like Liu Qingqing has no attraction to him would be a lie. However, Lin Xiansong and Liu Qingqing have never liked each other. In addition, he has seen a lot of beauties in the past year. Not to mention that he has developed immunity, at least he can be said to be well-informed. , you won¡¯t be dazzled by beautiful women so easily.
Lin Xiansong withdrew his mind and focused on practicing again. He scratched his head and said, "But if I use my mouth, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on for that long. After an hour, my mouth will probably be swollen from kisses. "
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Liu Qingqing's face suddenly turned red. She lowered her eyes. She was really angry and funny. She thought to herself: This guy usually fights with me. He is cunning and evil. Why is he acting like a piece of wood at this time?
Lin Xiansong didn't know that he had unknowingly become a wood in the eyes of a girl. Speaking of it, the name Lin Xiansong was really related to wood. There was at least the word wood in the three words. Maybe he had some Mumu's character is caused by this name.
"I'm going to bed, let's practice later." Liu Qingqing was so angry at the wood that she lost interest in practicing. She turned her head and glanced at Nangong Yan, who was sleeping not far away from her, and couldn't help but stick out her tongue.
Seeing Nangong Yan¡¯s sweet sleeping face, Liu Qingqing let out a breath and thought to herself: When she and Lin Xiansong hugged each other just now, luckily Teacher Nangong didn¡¯t wake up, otherwise I really don¡¯t know what she would have thought.
After lying down for a while, Liu Qingqing fell into a dream. It was strange to say that the symptoms of cold and fever disappeared.
Lin Xiansong also lay down again and continued to meditate on the Four Seasons Mental Technique. At the same time, he was wondering why using his palms to convey inner energy to each other was not as effective as before. After thinking about it, he still couldn't figure it out. It seems that this should be discussed with Yan later. Ting studied carefully, after all, it was still a little inconvenient to be with Liu Qingqing.
The crisp chirping of birds in the morning woke Nangong Ya up. She stretched out lazily and suddenly felt that someone was hugging her waist.
As soon as she turned her head, she saw Liu Qingqing sleeping soundly against her back. Looking at her rosy and healthy face, Nangongyan breathed a sigh of relief and touched her with her hands.I touched Liu Qingqing's forehead and found that the temperature was normal.
"Bad guy, don't touch me." Liu Qingqing turned around and let go of her hands holding Nangong Yan's waist, and muttered: "You stupid idiot um"
Nangongyan smiled and shook her head. Of course she knew who Liu Qingqing was talking about, and she didn't know why this girl had such a big opinion against Xiansong, even in her sleep she never forgot to quarrel with him.
Nangong Yan glanced at the small shed and did not see Lin Xiansong. Knowing that he had gotten up early and went out again, she quietly got up and walked out of the small shed.
When she walked out of the shed, she immediately rubbed her eyes. On the lawn in front of her, there lay a big tree as thick as a person's arms. At this time, the branches and leaves of the big tree had been removed by Lin Xiansong, and he was peeling off the bark with an axe.
"Xiansong, why did you get up so early to do these things?" Nangong Yan walked up to Lin Xiansong, looked at the sweat all over his body, and asked with concern.
Lin Xiansong turned to Nangong Yan and smiled, then wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand and said, "I think the bonfire last night might have been a little smaller, so I'm going to get a bigger one today. The weather is nice, so we must seize the opportunity.¡±
Lin Xiansong only slept for three or four hours last night before he woke up and felt energetic and not sleepy at all. Although it was still dark, Lin Xiansong didn't want to sleep anymore, so he simply got up and took the axe. Come to the woods and chop down trees.
At this time, almost all the branches and leaves of the tree had been removed. Lin Xiansong looked at Nangong Yan, then looked down at the trunk. He suddenly thought of something and smiled and said: "Teacher Nangong, you have been painting every day for many years. I haven¡¯t had a chance to touch a paintbrush for a few days, do you feel a little itchy?¡±
In the past few days, Nangong Yan was either worried about Lin Xiansong or busy with basic survival. She really didn't think about anything else. Now that Lin Xiansong suddenly mentioned painting, it really made her feel a little itchy.
"There are no conditions here." Nangong Yan shook his head and said.
"Teacher Nangong, go wash your face first, and I'll do a little magic trick for you later." Lin Xiansong said rather mysteriously.
Nangong Yan saw Lin Xiansong¡¯s mysterious smile and smiled sweetly at him. Without asking any questions, he took the containers and cans used for soup last night and walked towards the stream.
Nangong Yan washed his face, tidied his hair in the clear stream, then washed the utensils used for dinner last night, and then returned to the lawn full of curiosity.
"Huh." Nangong Yan walked back to the lawn and saw Lin Xiansong holding something like a drawing board in his hand. She quickly walked to Lin Xiansong and took the wooden board from his hand.
Lin Xiansong said to Nangong Yan with a smile: "How about it, Teacher Nangong. My little magic did not disappoint you."
Nangong Yan glanced at the broken tree trunk on the ground and knew that this drawing board was cut directly from the trunk by Lin Xiansong. Although the wooden board was much rougher than the real drawing board when he touched it with his hands, Nangong Yan still felt Can't put it down.
"I want a piece too." Liu Qingqing's voice came from the direction of the small shed.
Nangong Yan and Lin Xiansong turned around and saw Liu Qingqing standing at the door of the shed, looking at the wooden board in Nangong Yan's hand.
Liu Qingqing saw that Nangong Yan and Lin Xiansong were looking at her, so she walked out of the small shed, looked at the wooden board in Nangong Yan's hand with envy, and then said to Lin Xiansong rather pleadingly: "Give it to me too." Can I make a drawing board?¡±
As soon as Liu Qingqing said these words, Lin Xiansong and Nangong Yan were immediately surprised. Nangong Yan looked at Liu Qingqing in confusion, wondering why her attitude towards Lin Xiansong suddenly changed.
Lin Xiansong was even more shocked. He thought to himself that this girl was suddenly so close to him. Was she planning something? This kind of pie-in-the-sky thing is usually not a good thing.
"Why, you only make drawing boards for Teacher Nangong, and you don't want to make them for me?" Liu Qingqing said a little aggrievedly when she saw that Lin Xiansong did not agree to her request.
"Ahem." Lin Xiansong coughed twice and said, "This tree trunk can make more than a dozen drawing boards like the ones in Teacher Nangong's hand. A slightly smaller one can make more. I originally planned to make one. The drawing boards allow you to draw and relieve your boredom when you are bored in the valley. Of course, these drawing boards are yours too."
"Really? That's great." Liu Qingqing's face was full of joy, and she almost wanted to kiss Lin Xiansong to express her gratitude.
Seeing this scene, Lin Xiansong became more vigilant and thought to himself: This girl Liu Qingqing will not wake up and think of what happened last night, thinking that she has taken advantage of her again. Well, you must be careful these days. The more abnormal this girl behaves like this, the more careful you need to be.OK.
"Teacher Nangong, what do you think of this drawing board?" Lin Xiansong turned to Nangong Yan and said, "This is the first drawing board I made today, so I will let you see if there is anything that needs improvement."
Nangong Yan rubbed the somewhat rough wooden board with his hands. It was already very difficult to cut out a wooden board with such a surface from the log, and the tool Lin Xiansong had in his hand at this time was no more than an axe.
"Xiansong, that's great." Nangong Yan said to Lin Xiansong with gratitude.
Lin Xiansong saw Liu Qingqing's big eyes, and was a little frightened by her expectant gaze. He immediately made another drawing board and handed it to her, which finally diverted her attention.
Lin Xiansong made two more simple easels. Nangong Yan and Liu Qingqing were like children who saw their favorite toys. They took the easels and drawing boards and couldn't put them down. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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