A thousand enlightenments in one night, starting from being a menial apprentice.

Chapter 6: Walking, Standing, Sitting, and Lying Down Are All Cultivation
When Duan Rong came out of the restaurant, his face was already flushed.

Although he was an insurance salesman in his previous life, Duan Rong was born allergic to alcohol and therefore did not drink at all for many years.

This was the first time he had tasted wine since his soul traveled through time. At first, he and Yang Zhen were polite to each other, but later on, they basically fought over half a jar of rice wine.

For the last half bowl of wine, Duan Rong almost tore Yang Zhen's clothes.

Duan Rong burped and muttered with shining eyes: "After wearing it, I can actually drink alcohol. What an unexpected gain..."

He touched his round belly before saying goodbye to Yang Zhen and walking towards Yuanshun Escort Agency.

Duan Rong staggered into the stable, just as Old Man Sun was using a rake to fork the softened hay into the trough.

It seemed that he had exerted too much force and sprained his waist. Old Man Sun coughed, leaned on the ground with a rake, and pounded his back.

Duan Rong was startled when he saw this, and he took a few quick steps, stretched out his hand to take over the rake, and said, "Old Sun, you take a rest, and I will take care of the rest of the work."

Old Man Sun saw that it was almost 3 p.m. and Duan Rong had not returned yet. He thought that Duan Rong was lying to him and would not be coming back today.

So I had to work harder. After feeding the horses, I still had to clean up the horse manure.

He had been working leisurely in the morning, and the work had piled up. It seemed that if he was alone, he would not be able to finish it even before nightfall.

Old man Sun was so anxious that he accidentally sprained his waist. At this moment, Duan Rong suddenly jumped out and took the rake from his hand.

When Old Man Sun saw Duan Rong, his face immediately darkened. Duan Rong's face was flushed and he smelled of alcohol, which made him even more angry. He shouted, "Yuan Shun Escort Agency is a place where rules are followed. Even if you are a clerk, you cannot act recklessly."

Duan Rong keenly sensed Old Man Sun's anger and immediately used the words he had used in his previous life to apologize to clients.

"Mr. Sun, I know I was wrong, and I won't do it again. Don't worry, I will definitely do the rest of the work for you. I will clean up my own mess and won't cause any trouble for you!"

As expected, Old Man Sun's expression eased a little. Seeing Duan Rong working hard and picking up half of the trough with one rake, Old Man Sun bent over and sighed, pointing to the stable on the east side and said, "After cleaning up the horse manure, wash the six chestnut horses on the east side. It's their turn to go out tomorrow. They've been in the stable for a month or so, eating only grass and not moving around, and they've become fat!"

Duan Rong looked up and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely clean them up. I will definitely make our escort chief proud when I go out tomorrow!"

Old Man Sun smiled, shook his head secretly, and murmured, "This kid has become much more eloquent."

Old man Sun bent down and walked out of the stable, preparing to go home to rest his back, put on a plaster, and take a rest.

When Duan Rong saw Old Man Sun leaving the stable, he complained, "This old man didn't even finish feeding the horses in the morning. He just waited for me to come back and do it. He is really cunning and his horses are slippery."

Although Duan Rong complained, his men did not dare to slow down. After feeding the horses, they had to clean up the horse manure and brush the horses, and there was work to do.

As Duan Rong was working, his legs began to bend unconsciously, as if he was doing a horse stance.

He was also surprised to find that the way he exerted his strength was different from before.

He seemed to understand instantly what waist-horse unity meant.

In the past, he forked fodder by swinging his arms, and the part that exerted force at most was his shoulders.

But now he felt that the power was rising from the soles of his feet, crossing his waist and shoulders, and then transmitted to his arms.

Instead, his arms seemed to be gaining leverage and he picked up the hay naturally.

"This..." Duan Rong was a little confused at first, but then he understood everything.

After all, he already had experience with the entry-level Five Tigers and Sheep Knife. Although it was only his first practice this morning, he was able to quickly form muscle memory.

At this moment, he focused on his work and subconsciously integrated the standing meditation and swordsmanship into it.

"It seems that once you master this martial art, you can practice it while walking, standing, sitting or lying down." Duan Rong suddenly became excited.

In fact, only after you have mastered martial arts can you become a true martial artist. After you have mastered martial arts, you practice martial arts in everything you do, and you are immediately different from ordinary people.

However, in the path of martial arts, just the entry level will be enough to stop 90% of ordinary people.

At this time, a strange scene happened in the stable. Duan Rong was seen standing in horse stance, picking up fodder. After Duan Rong finished forking one trough and moved to another trough, he was still standing in the standing posture.

When he walked, it was like he was really riding a horse, bouncing left and right, with his legs bent and his waist sunk like he was sitting on an empty stool.

Duan Rong did this for only a short while before he began to sweat all over, with steam rising from his head.

After feeding the horse fodder, Duan Rong began to clean up the horse manure in a strange posture.

Two hours later, Duan Rong's muscles began to ache slightly.

Almost subconsciously, as if he had learned it by himself, Duan Rong learned to switch his center of gravity between his left and right legs.

This move was something new he accidentally realized while moving the horse back and forth in the stable.

By switching your center of gravity between your left and right legs, you can allow all the muscles in your body to rest in turn.

It neither delays the practice of standing meditation nor injures muscles, so it can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

It was not until dark that Duan Rong finally finished cleaning the entire stable.

Duan Rong straightened up and a large puff of white air came out of his mouth.

Duan Rong realized at this moment that the soles of his cloth shoes were full of sweat. When he walked, it was as if he was walking on a swamp, making a slight "puffing" sound.

Duan Rong simply took off his shoes and walked on the ground barefoot.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and estimated that it was time for dinner, but he still had six chestnut horses to wash.

Duan Rong rolled his eyes, he was sure that Old Man Sun would come to check his work.

Besides, he had eaten very full at noon and had not yet digested the chicken, duck, fish and meat in his stomach, so he was not interested in the two steamed buns for dinner.

Duan Rong fetched two buckets of clean water, picked up a brush, and went to the stable on the east side to wash the horses.

Duan Rong was brushing while muttering, "Look, the fur is so bright! You eat the best grass, and someone bathes you... You really live a life of luxury..."

"What are you mumbling about?" He didn't know when Old Man Sun had stood behind him.

Upon hearing this, Duan Rong turned his head and smiled in a simple and honest manner.

Old Man Sun saw that Duan Rong had cleaned the stable thoroughly and was brushing the horses without having eaten dinner. Then he saw Duan Rong sweating all over and still grinning foolishly. Suddenly, the anger in his heart disappeared and he felt good about Duan Rong again.

Old Man Sun stuffed two steamed buns into Duan Rong's hands and said, "It's past the time for dinner. I just left two steamed buns for you. Eat them and go back to rest early."

"Rest?" Duan Rong looked puzzled. He had just brushed two of the six chestnut horses, and there were still four to be brushed.

Old Man Sun glanced at Duan Rong and said, "No need to wash, tomorrow's escort is cancelled."

"Canceled?" Duan Rong asked in astonishment while holding two steamed buns.

Old Man Sun said nothing more and turned around and left the stable.

Duan Rong looked at Old Man Sun's back and suddenly understood.

"This old man is teasing me!"

There will be no escort mission tomorrow. He saw that I came back late after taking leave and wanted to make trouble for me.

"It seems that this old man is a little narrow-minded. I have to be careful with him in the future."

Duan Rong bit his steamed bread and walked towards the dormitory for menial disciples in the lower courtyard with a depressed look on his face.

(End of this chapter)