He took out the knife from under the pillow and put it in his sleeve, just like he used to hide his throwing knife in his sleeve.
Just such a small movement, He Yidao was startled for a moment. He slowly took out the small knife from his sleeve, put it on the palm of his hand that was not too big, weighed it, and looked at it carefully.
A knife.
The knife was larger than He Yidao's hand. It was dark overall and weighed basically nothing. I don't know what it was made of.
At least, He Yidao has never seen such a material that looks like iron but not iron, and looks like wood but not wood.
This may be a unique material in this world.
He stared at the knife for a long time. The shape of this knife was slightly different from the knife he used in his previous life, but the difference was not big.
The only big difference is the material. You must know that the flying knife I used in my previous life was just the most ordinary iron tool, made of the most ordinary black iron.
The material used for the knife in front of him was definitely unusual, because when He Yidao came close to the knife, with his super perception of flying knives, he could clearly feel the glint of the knife.
This knife is very sharp. With many years of experience in using flying knives, He Yidao can feel that this is the sharpest knife he has ever used.
He was even a little confused about where his father found the knife, because this knife was definitely unusual.
"A gift from my father." He Yidao glanced at the knife again, smiled, skillfully held the blade between his index and middle fingers, and hid the knife with a flick of his palm.
Just this simple movement, called Hidden Knife Pose, contains more than a dozen finger movements and requires a certain amount of strength.
According to common sense, this should not be performed by a five-year-old child.
He Yidao flipped over and got up and went out for morning exercise. Yes, morning exercise.
If it weren't for morning practice, He Yidao would never be able to perform such skills.
Because such skills require sufficient strength to support them.
He Yidao has been practicing in the morning since he was able to control himself. He has been practicing for more than three years now.
Now, of course, he cannot match the strength of an adult, but the strength of an ordinary teenage boy is definitely not comparable to him.
The method of his morning exercises was found in an ancient book in his previous life, called "Hunyuan Yi Jing Jin". This is a book of exercises for physical exercise. It is not a Tang sect exercise method. It is about going out by yourself in an ancient place.
Found in the temple.
When he first saw this ancient book, He Yidao didn't think there was anything strange about it. He thought that the Tang Sect had many body-building methods, and naturally the body-building effect was much better than this ambiguous ancient book.
The reason why I say it is ambiguous is because the body-building effect of this ancient book is really not very good.
Ancient books say that "Hunyuan Yi Jingjin" can improve the body's recovery ability by 10% and can also improve the body's innate qualifications.
Improve your body's recovery ability by 10%? Who lacks that 10%? Can you see what it looks like to increase your body's recovery ability by 10%? Besides, which exercise method can't improve your recovery ability?
Improving innate aptitude? He Yidao has been around for a long time, but he has never heard of any technique that can improve aptitude. Besides, what is the use of improvement? A little improvement is an improvement, not an improvement.
Moreover, the prerequisite for practicing "Hunyuan Yi Jingjin" is that you have never practiced any exercises.
When He Yidao looked at the incomplete introduction, he regretted memorizing this method.
No way, who put this incomplete introduction on the last page...
Looking at it now, he is still relatively lucky, because this is the only non-Tang Sect martial art he knows.
Before jumping off the cliff, He Yidao said, "I won't be a Tang disciple in the next life!"
Therefore, He Yidao will naturally no longer practice the Tang Sect's martial arts, including the inner strength and mental skills.
His flying knife was created by himself and has nothing to do with the Tang Sect. The Hidden Knife style was also created by himself just to look cool, and it does not belong to the Tang Sect's skills.
Although the effect of "Hunyuan Yi Jing Jin" is indeed not as significant as the improvement of Tangmen Kung Fu, it also gave He Yidao a lot of strength.
And since I started practicing "Hunyuan Yi Jingjin", I haven't had any illnesses.
As for what it said about improving qualifications, I have never practiced internal skills and mental methods, so I naturally don’t know whether it is true or false.
"After practicing "Hunyuan Yi Jing Jin" for so long, it seems that it is not as effective as the Tang Sect's body-building method." He Yidao kept doing various weird movements in a forest on the hillside.
Sometimes I stand on my back with one hand, sometimes I arch my body sideways, and after a while I am out of breath.
There are a total of thirty-six types of these movements, and the posture changes are divided into four major types.
Each of the four major types is divided into nine small postures. The changes in these nine small postures are very subtle. Sometimes you only need to move your fingers and toes, but the four major types are different postures, no matter what angle you look at them. Same.
After He Yidao finished practicing a set of "Hunyuan Yi Jing Jin", he wiped the sweat from his head and walked towards his home.
As soon as I arrived at the door of my house, I saw my mother waking up and making breakfast as usual.
"You ran into the woods and did somersaults again?" Mother Su Wen asked with a smile.
"I was practicing strength! Not somersaults!" He Yidao said without showing any signs of weakness, looking at his mother.
He Yidao would run into the woods when he was two years old. As a mother, she would naturally be worried about her son's weird behavior, so she would secretly observe what her son was doing in the woods in the dark.
When I found my son rolling and crawling in the woods, I realized that my son was just playing, so I walked over and prepared to teach my son a lesson.
However, the two-year-old son said that he was practicing his strength and wanted to be as strong as his father when he grows up.
Su Wen burst out laughing after hearing this. His son was very obedient, so he let him do whatever he wanted about this matter.
"I want to train to be as strong as my father!" He Yidao said to his mother.
To be honest, He Qingyun is indeed very strong. When He Yidao went out to chop wood with his father again, he once encountered a lone wild wolf. Since his father was chopping wood, He Yidao sat on the ground not far from his father. On the tree stump.
The wild wolf might have been hungry for a long time. With red eyes and saliva, it pounced directly on He Yidao.
He Yidao was young at the time and didn't have much strength. Naturally, he didn't know how to react. He stared at the hungry wolf with wide eyes but was at a loss what to do.
Who knows, just when the hungry wolf was about to pounce on him, a figure suddenly appeared in front of He Yidao.
It turned out that my father knocked the wild wolf to the ground with one punch and started twitching. After a while, there was no movement.
The wolf was actually punched to death.
This punch can kill a hungry and crazy wolf. How much strength does it take?
He Yidao attributed it to "father's love" that can create miracles.
That time, when my father was chopping wood, my mother never let him take her with her.
"Okay, okay, you are practicing your strength." Su Wen said with a smile.
Seeing his mother admitting it, He Yidao was very happy. "Where is my father?" He Yidao asked.
"Of course I'm still sleeping." The mother fiddled with the ingredients in her hand, "It's just that no other woman wakes up earlier than me, not as early as my son."
"Who said that?" He Qingyun's voice came out of the room. He walked to the door and stretched, "I've been up early, okay."
"Father." He Yidao called.
"Huh, you can still get up a little later." Su Wen didn't look good on the still sleepy He Qingyun.
"Hey, madam is cooking, come on, come on, I'll help you." He Qingyun saw that Su Wen's face was wrong, so he quickly stepped forward to help.
"Go away." Su Wen opened He Qingyun's hand.
He Qingyun rolled his eyes, as if he thought of something again, "By the way, Yidao, didn't you want to go to the market to have a look?"
He Yidao stared with big eyes, "Yes!"
"I have a friend who is passing by here later and will take you to the market with him. Can you go with him and come back in the evening?"
He Yidao hesitated for a while, "Father, won't you go with me?"
"Hey, there are a lot of things to do at home, and I have to chop firewood. You can just come back in the evening." He Qingyun said beguilingly.
"Okay then." He Yidao also thought about taking a look outside. After all, he had been in this world for so long and had never been in contact with the outside.
"Is it reliable?" Su's mother's eyes were full of worry.
"Don't worry, it's absolutely reliable." He Qingyun hugged Su Wen and said softly.
"Mom, why don't I go?" He Yidao could see his mother's worry.
"You go to the market and have a look. It's not a bad thing to go out and have a look." Su Wen knew that his son was sensible, but when he saw that he was worried, he didn't want to go to the market.
But she knew what going to the market meant to her son, so she smiled and said to him.
He Yidao nodded and said nothing more.
While I was having breakfast, a man came to the door of my house.
This man is very strong, with a strong back and a strong waist. He wears a black belt around his waist and wears a layer of linen clothes. The linen clothes make him look smaller, and you can directly see his strong muscles.
This was a big man with a stubble on his face. After He Qingyun saw this man, he quickly stood up to greet him, "Big Xiong, you are here, come and have something to eat?" He walked up to the big man and patted him on the shoulder.
"Brother He." The big man shouted when he saw He Qingyun, "I came here after dinner and stopped eating. Is that my sister-in-law?" He nodded to Su Wen.
Su Wen smiled and nodded in response.
"Brother He, this is your child, he looks really smart." The big man had a loud voice, and his voice was very bold.
He Qingyun was now beside the big man and said to He Yidao, "Yidao, come quickly and call Uncle Big Bear."
"Uncle Big Bear." He Yidao called out. The child's voice was crisp, but He Yidao's voice sounded even more pleasant.
"Oh, nephew, that's great." Uncle Big Bear is a rough man and doesn't know any words of praise, so he just praised him like this.
He Yidao simply picked up the rice in the bowl, and then followed Uncle Big Bear to the market.
"Yidao, have you brought the gift I gave you?" He Qingyun watched Da Xiong leave with his son and asked before leaving.
"I've got it." He Yidao waved his hand and said.
"If you meet a bad guy, just take out a knife and scare him, you know?" He Qingyun pretended to meet a bad guy, pretending to have a knife in his hand, and gestured in front of him.
"Okay." He Yidao agreed obediently, in order to reassure his parents.
"Don't worry, Brother He, I will take good care of him." Da Xiong said with a smile.
"Okay, I'll leave it to you, Yidao." He Qingyun smiled and patted Big Bear on the shoulder, then smiled and said to He Yidao, "I gave it a name for the gift I gave you.
It’s called luck, what do you think?”
"It sounds good." He Yidao naturally knew that this was his father's blessing to him, "I just call it lucky."
He Yidao looked at his mother, and her mother looked at him, but this time her mother didn't say a word.
"Mom, I'm leaving and I'll be back in the evening." He Yidao waved goodbye to Su Wen.
Su Wen smiled and nodded.
The couple watched the big bear's huge body and a child gradually disappear into the distance.
Su Wen nestled in He Qingyun's arms, "You gave him our lucky knife."
"Well, isn't it our greatest luck to have him in this life?" He Qingyun looked at the direction in which his son disappeared and said.
"Yes." Su Wen nodded with tears in his eyes, "This is the first time he has left us."
"That's right!" He Qingyun said sadly, "You will get used to it..."