What his second aunt meant was for him to speak cautiously. She would be busy if she was busy, but not if she was busy.
"My nephew came here this time to ask his second aunt to learn some martial arts from Huang Zhainuyuan, so as to keep in shape."
Wei Tu pondered for a moment and said.
"Practice martial arts? Since ancient times, the poor were poor in literature and rich in martial arts. You are old and there will be no future in practicing martial arts." Wei Xin frowned.
She hoped that her nephew asked her for help because he was looking for a good job in Huang Zhai, but after thinking about it, Wei Tu had been sold to Li Zhai, so she could not say this.
She is a married woman with strong confidence because of her natal family, but unfortunately the Wei family cannot support her and can't help her at all.
"It's also good to practice some health-preserving skills to strengthen your body."
Wei Tuyan backed down a bit.
Compared with independent martial arts, health-preserving skills are something that is only common among martial arts masters and are not precious.
"Since you insist, I'll say hello to Master Ruan and ask him to teach you a few tricks." Seeing Wei Tu's stubbornness, Wei Yan sighed and agreed.
After finishing speaking, Wei Xing had no intention of chatting with Wei Tu in the wing. He glanced sideways at the maid, casually found an excuse, and stood up to leave.
"Second aunt, this gift..."
When Wei Tu saw Wei Xin turning around and walking out of the room, he quickly reminded her.
"Qing He, take the gift." Wei Xin did not look back. After giving instructions to the maid, she continued walking towards the corridor.
After a while, Wei Tu, who was in the side room, finally thought about it. Wei Xin did not take the gift directly when she left, but secretly told him not to come to see her as the second aunt again next time.
The friendship is over.
"Second Grandma has already said hello to Master Ruan, and Brother Wei also invites you to come here."
In the afternoon, the maid named "Cui Liu" came to the wing and led Wei Tu to another courtyard in the front yard.
Walking into the gate of the courtyard, Wei Tu saw a burly man with a knife on his waist teaching two young men in brocade clothes in the open space of the courtyard.
These two young men in brocade clothes, one is thirteen or fourteen years old, the other is only seven or eight years old.
He thought to himself that this burly man should be the Ruan martial artist Wei Xin mentioned.
"Are you Wei Tu?" Master Ruan glanced at Wei Tu, a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes, but his words were not revealed.
"Yes, Master Ruan."
Wei Tu clasped his fists and saluted.
The guardian martial artist is a guest of a wealthy family, not a first-rate servant.
"Please, Second Grandma, let me teach you a set of health-preserving exercises. I happen to have the Turtle Breath Qigong that I got when I was young. Please keep it."
Master Ruan Wu took out a yellowed album from his sleeve and threw it to Wei Tu.
"Remember this turtle breath nourishing qigong move. After seven days, give it to the disciple and return it to me..."
he said.
After finishing speaking, Master Ruan waved his hand and signaled Wei Tu to leave.
He has no intention of teaching Wei Tu at all.
When Wei Tu saw the disgusting looks from Master Ruan and the two young masters of the Huang family, Wei Tu was not angry. He thanked him and left.
At this time, the conversation between two young men in brocade came from behind him.
"Yuanshan, was that cousin you just now? Why didn't you say hello?"
"He's not my cousin. My mother didn't even let me see him..."
The final sound gradually faded away, and when the heat on Wei Tu's face faded away, and he raised his head and straightened his head to look straight ahead, he suddenly realized that he had been out of Huang's house for a short time.
"With this golden finger, I have courage and self-esteem in my chest? I am no longer numb..."
Wei Tu laughed at himself.
As early as last night when he was thinking about going to the Huang Mansion to find his second aunt Wei Xin, he had already expected that today's scene might happen.
But there was no way. Except for the Huang family where Wei Xin lived, it was difficult for him to come into contact with health-preserving skills, let alone martial arts.
Health-preserving skills are not popular on the street, and this is also compared to children from rich families and martial arts masters.
Even if he could get in touch, the price he would pay would be much higher than these two sarcastic words.
"Step by step."
"With health cultivation skills and persistence, you will become a master sooner or later."
Wei Tu hugged the album in his arms tightly, stepped up his pace, and walked towards Li's house.
He couldn't wait to practice the Turtle Breath Nourishing Qigong.
Although the health-preserving skill is not as good as ordinary martial arts in killing, it does not mean that the health-preserving skill has no fighting ability.
If you are strong and strong, you will always be stronger than ordinary people.
In addition, if you have achieved success in health-preserving exercises, you can get twice the result with half the effort if you practice other martial arts at the same time.
Return to Li's house.
After Wei Tu added fuel to the semi-dark horse, he turned on the stable oil lamp, hid in the side room where he slept, and began to read the book "Turtle Breath Nourishing Qigong" handed to him by Master Ruan.
This Turtle Breath Nourishing Qigong is not complicated, it only has seven piles of exercises, with a total of thirty-two piles of pictures.
Two or three hours later, Wei Tu started to practice the stance according to the diagram of the health-preserving exercise.
He spread his legs apart, first held his chest and straightened his back, lowered his shoulders and lowered his elbows, then tightened his abdomen and tightened his hips, controlling his breathing and breathing.
The movements he performed were very stiff, and he could not achieve the "deficiency on the top and reality on the bottom", "the body is empty and the body is solid", and "the virtual and the real complement each other" of the Turtle Breath Yang Qigong Zhuang Gong.
Fortunately, this skill is not complicated. After practicing it over and over again, he became more and more familiar with the movements.
once.
twice.
On the thirty-second time.
Wei Tu's eyes flashed, and a line of writing appeared on his golden and purple fate, as if engraved on it.
"Turtle Breath Nourishing Qigong (1/100): Practice nine times a day, and it will be completed in five years."
"Five years, this is too long. It takes five years for me to practice this health-preserving skill to great perfection..."
Wei Tu couldn't care less about the surprise of discovering this destiny application, so he looked a little ugly. Although he had already guessed about his qualifications, he still felt unwilling to spend five years to practice a basic health-preserving skill.
Most people will become proficient in health-preserving exercises in a few months.
How can it be used for five years?
"Wait a minute, it will be done in five years. The emphasis is not on five years, but on the word 'complete'..."
Wei Tu opened the booklet and saw a sentence in the preface of "Turtle Breath Nourishing Qigong".
[After nourishing qi, the qi starts from the pulse, and you can enter the state of feeling qi. 】
Combined with the fate of "Late Bloomer", that is to say, it takes him longer than others to practice "Turtle Breath Nourishing Qigong", but he will definitely succeed and give birth to a sense of Qi.
In other words, his practice is not necessarily worse than others, it's just that others seem to be skilled in practice, but they have not truly achieved success.
"I just don't know what the realm of sensing Qi is in martial arts..."
Wei Tu sighed.
Limited by his background, he still has too little understanding of the world.
I only know some information through hearsay.
However, he guessed that this realm must be extraordinary, otherwise it would not have been mentioned emphatically in the preface of "Turtle Breath Nourishing Qigong".
"Five years is not a long time. After five years, it will be clear whether this golden finger matches my guess."
Wei Tu has the patience to wait.
He is only seventeen years old at the moment, and in five years time, he will only be twenty-two years old.