Lu Sheng was stunned for a moment and then became speechless.
"It took me more than two hours to feel Qi. This person who lives in the Yin year, the Yin month, and the Yin hour is indeed extraordinary."
He calmed down and explained quickly.
"This is the sense of entry Qi. You need to spend more than two hours a day to cultivate and stabilize this sense of Qi. Otherwise, if you don't care about it, it will naturally dissipate in a few days." He explained, "This is the essence of grains.
When it is transformed by Qi, you don’t need to stabilize it with your mind, your body will automatically transform it and absorb it again.”
"Master Lu, how long will it take to stabilize?" Song Zhenguo opened his eyes, his face filled with joy. He didn't expect that the inner energy could be felt at once.
"You have good qualifications, and this inner skill is very effective, so it will take a little time. It only takes three years to stabilize the sense of Qi. After that, you can choose to practice the first level of mental skills." Lu Sheng estimated the time according to the classics.
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"Three years!!!?" Song Zhenguo was stunned immediately, and the smile on his face froze.
Seeing that Lu Sheng had profound cultivation and amazing martial arts skills at such a young age, he thought that as long as he had good qualifications, he could learn martial arts quickly. He didn't expect that it would take three years for him to become a beginner in internal skills and mental skills...
"You are still considered to have good qualifications. If it is the others, it will take at least four to five years." Lu Sheng continued, "It is far more difficult to train masters from the inner family than from the outside. This is also the reason. It takes too long to consume energy and time. And to get it
The rewards are not necessarily large. Many internal masters have practiced hard for many years, but after they came out, they were easily beaten to death because they did not understand martial arts. It is a pity that there are many."
During these days, he consulted with the old gang leader about Chiji's mental methods, and also learned a lot of anecdotes about the world. He was no longer a complete idiot like he was at first. He talked about these things in a clear and logical way.
"Then I can make up for it with my wife's training?" Song Zhenguo asked again.
"Have you decided to join our Red Sun Gate?" Lu Sheng asked back.
"I'm sure!" Song Zhenguo looked serious.
"You must understand that once you become a disciple, you are not allowed to rebel in the future, otherwise you will be kicked out by your fellow disciples, and you will not be able to control your life or death." Lu Sheng asked again in a deep voice.
"I'm sure!" Song Zhenguo nodded fiercely. "Please ask Master Lu to teach me!" He clasped his fists with both hands, knelt down towards Lu Sheng and began to kowtow.
Lu Sheng did not stop him. This was the rule. Friendship is friendship, and passing on skills is passing on skills. In this world, there is no free giving, and no free receiving.
Besides, he saved Song Zhenguo's life in the first place, so being kowtowed by him now is nothing.
One kowtowed, the other sat upright, and after nine consecutive kowtows, Lu Sheng helped Song Zhenguo up.
"I won't say anything to you about Chirimen's affairs for the time being. You just need to practice your martial arts first. I will let you know when the time comes."
"Okay!" Song Zhenguo's forehead was bleeding, which shows his fierce temperament.
Also, an ordinary scholar dares to face a ghost ship like the Red Mansions Painted Boat without any fear. This courage alone is far beyond ordinary people.
"Remember the formula, this martial arts is called Qingsong Yiyijue. You first have a good sense of martial arts, and then I will see what kind of martial arts you are suitable for." After becoming a master, Lu Sheng's attitude changed obviously.
He stood up and simply performed a few movements, which were the special required movements in several sets of external skills.
Song Zhenguo stood up and reluctantly followed a few lessons, but when he reached the third move, he couldn't do it. His body's muscles and bones couldn't be twisted, and the joints were stiff and fixed. This is the consequence of not practicing martial arts since childhood.
After a little estimation of Song Zhenguo's muscles and bones, Lu Sheng shook his head inwardly. This guy's internal Qi aptitude was good, but his external Qi skills were no longer good. Many parts had been finalized.
He thought for a while and said: "Your body is stiff and rigid, so you can only practice some simple external skills. For external skills, I will teach you a move."
He thought of the novel he had read, in which A Fei practiced a sword thrust very hard, and because he only practiced one sword move, he was extremely powerful.
Lu Sheng also wanted to give it a try to see if this training method would work. Anyway, Song Zhenguo's muscles and bones were already in shape.
"There are rumors that if you only practice one move a thousand times, a hundred thousand times, or a million times, this move will become extremely terrifying. I don't believe it. Although it will produce extremely powerful power, it will only bring about
The hidden injuries that come to the body are unbearable for ordinary people. Maybe the body will be disabled before it reaches its ultimate power.
But this is undoubtedly a shortcut concept. It will allow people to develop combat effectiveness much faster than ordinary masters." Lu Sheng looked at Song Zhenguo, whose eyes lit up after hearing this.
"Can I do it too?" Song Zhenguo asked seriously.
Lu Sheng nodded.
"You can try, I will customize a movement suitable for you. If you practice it every day, it may be powerful enough." Tailor-made to avoid stiff spots in the body, plus internal strength is also a qigong, it should be able to maximize the effect.
Make up for the hidden damage of this practice.
Song Zhenguo's eyes brightened even more.
Time passes slowly.
By the time the two of them walked out of the woods, it was already noon. Song Zhenguo was in high spirits and excitedly walked away with clasped fists towards Lu Sheng, eager to go back and practice the newly learned internal and external skills.
"It's fresh at the beginning, but when you practice hard every day and see no progress, you'll know you're suffering. If you practice both internally and externally, no matter how talented you are, if you don't have more than five years of experience, you won't even be considered a third-rate person."
Lu Sheng looked at a house deed in his hand and shook his head slightly.
This is the property that Song Zhenguo donated to his master after he passed on the skills, as a ceremony to become a master.
A fragrant powder shop in the sub-bustling area of the mountain city, where every inch of land is valuable, is worth nearly 10,000 taels. It is also a one-time big deal for Song Zhenguo.
Putting away the property deed, Lu Sheng clapped his hands.
Soon, a group of people guarding the place rushed over from a distance.
"Foreign leader!"
"Go and check for me, which man has my sister Lu Yingying been dating recently?" Lu Sheng ordered calmly.
"Yes." The group quickly agreed respectfully and left quickly to pass on the instructions.
After taking care of Song Zhenguo's affairs, Lu Sheng arranged for people to guard the city gate, waiting for news about the Lu family's relocation.
Because of the long distance, it was inconvenient for him to send someone to pick him up, and even now, his family didn't know that he had joined the Red Whale Gang and became a big boss. He planned to wait for his father to come and give him a surprise.
On the second day, I went to Dongshan College to participate in the sacrifice.
Lu Sheng met Chen Yunxi again, whom he had not seen for a long time. This young lady seemed to be a little haggard. When she saw him appear, Chen Yunxi was obviously in high spirits, and a hint of joy flashed in her eyes.
The sacrificial activity was very boring. It was just a round stone platform set up high, with four drums placed on it. At the same time, the ritual officials recited long ancient ritual poems loudly.
A large group of people in the audience were drowsy after hearing this.
Lu Sheng and Song Zhenguo stood among the people on the stage, wearing white robes with red edges and tall black pointed hats.
Chen Yunxi did not make the list. Among the people who often played together, only Song Zhenguo and Lu Sheng made the list. One was sixteen and the other was in his thirties. The rest were in the audience, looking at the stage with envy.
Lu Sheng looked down at the large crowd of people in the dark below, but he heard Song Zhenguo talking softly in his ears.
"Next year we can go to the provincial capital to take the government examination. Master Lu, are you going?" Song Zhenguo said in a low voice.
"The government examination..." Lu Sheng's expression remained unchanged and he sighed. At his current level, as the foreign affairs envoy of the Red Whale Gang, his subordinates have considerable power and are nominally responsible for the security and stability of the entire underground world of Yanshan City.
Does it make sense to take the exam again?
Even if you pass the government examination and become a civil servant, what will happen? Even if you pass the Huiyuan and palace examinations, you will only become a Gongsheng or a Jinshi. But what is the use of this in the current world?
Lu Sheng sighed in his heart and looked away.
"Let's talk about it then." He didn't want to take part in the imperial examination anymore.
"Master Lu, why don't you get a martial arts title?" Song Zhenguo also suggested. "With Master Lu's skills, a martial arts title is just a matter of effort."
"Even if you become an official, so what?" Lu Sheng said in a low voice.
"Being an official, being an official..." Song Zhenguo was startled and wanted to defend, but the more he thought about it, the more wrong he became. He slowly lowered his head, "Yeah... Even if you become an official, what's the point.
..." He suddenly looked depressed.
"Worship the saint!" the official's shout suddenly sounded, interrupting the conversation between the two.
A large group of high school students all bowed their heads to the bronze saint statue on the high platform.
The sage Zhao Mu, respectfully called Zhao Zi by the world, was a pioneer in creating the Confucian imperial examination system. He was canonized as a saint by the emperor after his death. In fact, he was just an ordinary person with sufficient merits.
Lu Sheng quietly looked at the bronze statue of an old man, which was as tall as a person. His face was expressionless, and he bent down to salute along with everyone else.
"In the future, will I have to worship the superior officials, the emperor, and all superiors like I do now?" A thought flashed through his mind.
When he bent down and lowered his head, a trace of determination finally flashed in Lu Sheng's eyes.
"There is no reason in this world for a weak person to be bowed down by a strong person." He slowly calmed down as he listened to the ritual officer's long speech.
"It's okay if you don't want to be an official."
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Between Jiulian City and Yanshan City, in a dark green barren mountain, on a gray-yellow driveway, a caravan-like convoy slowly drove forward along the driveway.
The motorcade held a flag high, with a white road embroidered on the black flag.
There were more than a dozen cattle and horses, several large trucks, and a team of more than 40 people, including more than ten soldiers escorting them. The rest were direct or indirect relatives of the Lu family.
The heavy ox carts and carriages were covered with a layer of gray raincloth. Lu Quan'an rode in front, accompanied by Uncle Zhao and several martial arts masters from his family.
It was getting late, so Uncle Zhao squinted and looked forward, then looked around.
"There is no place to stay. We should have practiced in Jiarong Town for one night."
Lu Quan'an shook his head: "It's useless. This is exactly in the middle. Our speed is too slow. We won't be able to make it in one more day."
He looked back at an ox cart behind him. The wheels of the cart still had signs of repair.
"Well, if we hadn't fallen into a pit and broken the axle, we wouldn't have been so slow. It took us four days to reach half the distance.
I don’t know what happened to Sheng’er and Yingying in Yanshan.”
"Don't worry, sir. Mr. Sheng is so skilled in martial arts that he will never suffer a loss no matter what." Uncle Zhao smiled. When he mentioned Lu Sheng, he was also very impressed in his heart. He believed that a master genius who could achieve Tongyi at such a young age would not suffer any loss."
It is extremely rare to find a city along a mountain.
"I'm afraid he will get into trouble..." Lu Quan'an sighed.
Getting into trouble?
Uncle Zhao had nothing to say in reply.
"Since the head of the family is worried, why should he let Mr. Sheng go to Yanshan City alone?"
"Because I don't want to tie him down. Sheng'er's world is different from ours. He is still young and his future is still unknown." Lu Quanan shook his head.
Uncle Zhao also understood what he was thinking, so he stopped talking and changed the subject.
"It's getting late, we'd better find a place to rest for the night, otherwise in this wilderness, the cold dew at night is no joke."
"Well, Uncle Zhao, look there, is there a village?" Lu Quan'an suddenly pointed to the right in the distance.
Uncle Zhao followed and looked over, and saw a lonely one-story house with earthen walls among the dark green mountains, beside the official road, which seemed to be a village. But it looked a bit desolate and dilapidated.
"Go and have a look and spend some money to stay overnight."