Chapter 4 What is the way out for aspiring young people
Chapter 4 What is the way out for aspiring young people?
"Fortune, accumulate energy, innate, martial arts!" The bald instructor wrote these eight words on the blackboard and talked to the children in the classroom who were full of thirst for knowledge.
It was this familiar scene again, but Chu Qianqiu didn't want to listen to the bald instructor continue to explain the past of General Long, so he directly raised his hand.
"Instructor, we all know these things by heart, and we would like to know if there is any way to become stronger quickly!"
Now Chu Qianqiu no longer cares about arousing suspicion.
If you can't avoid Tie Qianshan, it's meaningless.
Being tortured by him again and again in prison, even after many days of reincarnation, he will only end up with a mentally broken Chu Qianqiu, not an invincible master.
"Chu Qianqiu, you can't aim too high when doing things, you have to climb up step by step." Instructor Fang was not dissatisfied at all when Chu Qianqiu interrupted his speech. He just shook his bald head and said seriously.
"The most popular basic internal skill in the army is the Zhenwu Sect's "Xuan Yuan Gong". Even though it is only at the sixth level, it can be practiced to the point of accumulating qi."
"What's more, "Xuan Yuan Gong" is the most righteous and peaceful, with no internal force attribute. Once you have achieved meritorious service in the future, whether you want to switch to "Blood War Kung Fu" or "Pure Yang Red Fire Kung Fu" will not be a problem."
As if afraid that the apprentices would lose confidence, the bald instructor quickly added.
"Then how long does it normally take to practice to the point of accumulating qi?"
"If you practice Qigong for four hours every day, it will take about 20 years." The bald instructor said based on past experience.
It takes 20 years of practicing Qigong and establishing meritorious deeds before it is possible to touch the innate realm. This is a heavy blow to the apprentices in the class who are only fifteen or sixteen years old at most.
Who doesn’t desire to become famous as a teenager, and who doesn’t want to have a successful career?
But the heavy reality made the lecture hall feel depressed.
"So instructor, tell us other ways to become stronger. We don't believe that we are worse than the children of aristocratic families."
"Am I right?"
Chu Qianqiu took the opportunity to launch an offensive and compared the apprentices in the martial arts hall with the children of the aristocratic family.
The apprentices all shouted:
"Qianqiu is right, instructor, get out of class ends in a quarter of an hour. Please tell us."
"Yes, we also want to become stronger."
"Once the children of aristocratic families and the direct descendants of a great sect embark on the path of cultivation, they will make rapid progress, but most of us can only stop and gather our strength."
"Are we really that bad?"
The martial arts lecture hall in Baixiang Town is not of high quality. It only serves the families of middle- and lower-level officers, and the quality is not that high.
There are only about a hundred students and a few instructors in the entire martial arts hall, not even any innate masters.
The bald instructor who teaches them now is already the strongest person in the martial arts hall.
Although the bald instructor occasionally gives everyone a shot of chicken blood, in fact, none of the apprentices in the martial arts hall are fools.
The upper limit of the "Xuan Yuan Gong" they practice is the Qi Accumulation. If they don't make any meritorious deeds, their lifetime limit will be here.
This is also very bad news for Chu Qianqiu. The martial arts he is practicing now has the highest limit of energy accumulation. How can he beat a monster like Tie Qianshan?
It would be nice if he could try and make mistakes infinitely, but the problem is that he can only clear the level in one life. If he is accidentally slapped to death by Tie Qianshan, he will have no chance to start over.
So he had to get more information and try even if he took the risk.
"Forget it, I will tell you today."
"You are just at the beginning of your physical training, and your body has reached the level where it can hold true energy."
"But the real children of aristocratic families and the direct descendants of the sect start practicing internal skills from a young age." The bald instructor thought about it and decided to let the apprentices know the dangers of society earlier.
"How is this possible? Didn't you say that the body is a container of true energy? Without a strong body, it is impossible to generate true energy?" An apprentice asked in shock.
"This is indeed the case without external interference."
"But if there is an innate master who can open up the meridians for you, or you can soak in the spiritual pool as soon as you are born, then the meridians through which the true energy circulates will not be blocked, and you can accumulate true energy from an early age, skipping the process of physical exercise."
The apprentices looked at each other in confusion. This time they finally understood what it means to win at the starting line.
"Secondly, for many aristocratic families, they will spend a lot of money to build training studios, use ginseng and other precious medicinal materials to steam and cook decoctions, and absorb the medicinal energy to practice. Generally speaking, practicing for an hour will be three or four times faster than ordinary people.
more than."
"The training studio of Mohe Temple is famous all over the world. It is said that medicinal materials worth tens of thousands of taels of silver are burned every day."
"In the past, the Maha Temple helped us to conquer the world, defeated Daxia's 300,000 cavalry with eight hundred diamonds, and surpassed the three hundred divine generals of the Zhenwu Sect."
"Later, as a reward for his merits, he was given three million acres of land and never paid taxes."
"Instructor, you are going too far again." The apprentices asked dissatisfiedly. The bald instructor often talked endlessly when talking about historical trends.
"Okay, okay, I'll get back to it right now."
"As for those top aristocratic families and sects, they will also train martial arts slaves to transfer their skills to the children of the aristocratic families and direct descendants of the sect, reducing the time required for accumulation."
"Of course, practicing the "Shenlong Jue", "Huang Ji Lu", "Zhenwu Sword Sutra", "Maha Infinite Sutra" and other ancient treasures can accumulate true energy much faster than ordinary secret books."
"As for the treasures of heaven and earth, not to mention the panacea."
"So you don't have to be too discouraged. It's not that the children of aristocratic families are much smarter than you, but that you are not competitors at all."
Everyone is not on the same track, so don’t think too much.
Considering whether Tsinghua University or Peking University is better, is this something you, a scumbag, should worry about?
I feel more discouraged after hearing this, okay?
The positioning of the Lingzhou Martial Arts Hall is actually very clear. If the disciples of the great sects and aristocratic families are the real powerful, then these apprentices are working hard to become the backbone of the army.
To put it in a less pleasant way, he is a qualified thug or servant.
The apprentices in the class seemed to have been hit even harder, with their heads hanging down one by one, thinking that this is not the life I want. Only one girl stood up and asked loudly:
"Instructor, my father is also an innate master. Why didn't he open up my meridians?"
"Does he not love me?"
As soon as everyone saw the girl, everyone remained silent, and the bald instructor broke into cold sweat. It turned out that the girl was none other than Huang Qianhu's daughter, Huang Xiaoxiao.
The Qianhu of the Shenwu Dynasty were at least innate masters, on the same level as the blue-clad detectives.
Logically speaking, Huang Xiaoxiao could go to a higher-level martial arts hall, but she ended up being wronged in the martial arts hall in Shangjing.
Huang Qianhu was considered one of the top figures in Baixiang Town, and he could speak well in the state capital, but when he arrived in Shangjing, he was nothing. He couldn't even avenge his daughter, so he had to transfer her school back to the martial arts hall in Lingzhou.
Therefore, in terms of background and origin, Huang Xiaoxiao is the toughest person in this martial arts hall, and the bald instructor must also be polite.
If this is a bad answer, Huang Qianhu is not allowed to put eye drops on himself?
"Not every innate master can clear people's meridians." The bald instructor is indeed a man of real talent and knowledge, and has extensive research in internal skills.
"What Huang Qianhu practices is the "Blood War Technique", which is more inclined to kill on the battlefield. In terms of medical treatment and detoxification, it is not even as good as the "Xuan Yuan Gong"."
"Okay." Huang Xiaoxiao sat down angrily. She also longed to become stronger. She had never forgotten the humiliation in Shangjing. Facing the real powerful people, she was like an ugly duckling that broke into a flock of swans.
Crushed easily.
The apprentices in the martial arts hall are all different, but no one wants to become stronger.
During this conversation, Chu Qianqiu gained new information.
It turns out that Huang Xiaoxiao's father is Huang Qianhu, Chu Baihu's superior during his lifetime, and a genuine innate master.
Maybe, I can fight against that damn Tie Qianshan by holding my thigh.
Thinking of this, Chu Qianqiu continued to ask:
"Instructor, since you mentioned innate masters, who are the innate masters in Baixiang Town?"
"Lest we be blind in the future and collide with the masters."
Chu Qianqiu was more proactive this time than the previous two days. He could not guarantee that Tie Qianshan could restrain his murderous thoughts every time, and might pull off his human skin the next moment.
"Okay, I'll tell you about it." The bald instructor nodded and began to take stock of the experts in Baixiang Town.
"In addition to the masters in the army, there are also Master Juemi, the head of Fahua Temple, Guyang Zhenren, the leader of Yuanyang Sect, Miss Yuan Qin, the head of Baixiang Pavilion, Wang Rong, the head of the Wang family branch, and so on."
Is this innate master a Chinese cabbage?
Chu Qianqiu was shocked, they were just a town, how come there were so many innate masters emerging in endlessly, and the instructor's expectation for them was just to become masters of Qi accumulation.
"Are there so many innate masters?" Xiao Swordsman swallowed his saliva and asked in disbelief.
"Martial arts are prosperous and prosperous. As long as there is some way, who wouldn't want to practice martial arts and surpass all living beings?"
"Five hundred years ago, as long as you had true energy, you could be recruited by the court, receive a subsidy, and support your family."
"Now, even if you have mastered Qi accumulation, you can only do hard work, and you will not be noble."
I understand, it turns out that this is all due to the chaos of the world.
Innate masters are like the 985 college students in the previous life. It is not surprising that there are several in a town, but it is not bad for an ordinary scumbag to pass the undergraduate degree and become a master of accumulating energy.
"What's more, the gap between innate masters is much greater than the gap between Qi masters and mortals." The bald instructor looked at their shocked faces and seemed to be in a much better mood.
"Okay, don't worry too much, this is not something you should worry about."
"If you want to accumulate energy and achieve great success, you won't be able to achieve it if you don't work hard for more than ten or twenty years."
"That's all for today's class."
"Yes, instructor." The apprentices all replied feebly, looking like they were severely shocked.
Only Chu Qianqiu and a few others still maintain corresponding combat effectiveness.
Even Xiao Swordsman didn't invite him to visit the brothel with him.
However, Huang Xiaoxiaoru mustered up the courage to invite Chu Qianqiu to tonight's tea party yesterday, because her father had just returned from the state capital and wanted to take care of him.
"Okay." Chu Qianqiu agreed immediately.
"Really?" Huang Xiaoxiao replied with some surprise. Since the death of Chu's father and mother, Qianqiu has obviously become depressed. She only held on to a small hope, but she didn't expect that the other party agreed.
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"Would I lie to you?" Chu Qianqiu looked upright.
As a result, Huang Xiaoxiao tilted his head, thought for a while, and answered seriously
"meeting!"
"I counted carefully, Brother Qianqiu has lied to me a total of nine times since I was a kid."
"The first time was when I was six years old. He wanted to buy me candied haws, but what I bought was a candy figure, which made me reluctant to eat it."
"The second time was when I was seven years old. He said he secretly took me to a temple fair, but Uncle Chu caught me and put him in solitary confinement. He didn't notify me, so I had to wait all day."
"The third time was when I was eight years old..."
How come you have such a good memory at such a young age?
When I saw Huang Xiaoxiao, I remembered everything that happened between the two of them from childhood to adulthood.
Chu Qianqiu felt an inexplicable feeling of guilt.
I'm not the same person you knew since childhood.
And when I agreed to attend the tea party, I just wanted to take advantage of you.
Because your father is Huang Qianhu, he is the one I can rely on now.
I'm really not a good person.
"Brother Qianqiu?" Huang Xiaoxiao said a lot to himself, then realized that Chu Qianqiu was deep in thought, and his face was slightly hot.
"I'm thinking about Xiaoxiao, who looks cute no matter how you look at her." Chu Qianqiu came back to her senses and teased a little inappropriately.
This Miss Huang looks petite compared to her peers.
She is slightly thin and has a frail appearance, but she can arouse men's protective desire. If the two have known each other since childhood, maybe Chu Qianqiu will really pursue Huang Xiaoxiao.
It's just that the person she likes now is actually not me.
"Humph, you have a smooth tongue. Daddy said people like this are the worst." Huang Xiaoxiao turned his face away, with indescribable joy between his brows.
"Then please Xiaoxiao, please take this bad guy like me to see Uncle Huang."
Hope this time I can spend 24 hours safely.
"Wait a minute, Brother Qianqiu can't go there wearing this. Let's go to Sister Liu's shop first and change our clothes." Huang Xiaoxiao is indeed the eldest lady in Baixiang Town who cannot be offended. She took out a gold ingot with domineering attitude.
, she wants to dress up her Qianqiu brother beautifully.
Could it be that eating soft food is the only way out for aspiring young people?