After he concentrated on opening a bun shop for his second sister, he returned to his original rhythm of practicing martial arts hard.
In a blink of an eye, it’s winter.
There is still no rain, and there is drought and cracking everywhere.
In the small courtyard of the Wei family.
Wei He, with his upper body bare and his head protected with both fists, faced a sandbag hanging on a large tree trunk and kept punching and hammering it.
Each punch was like a heavy hammer, one after another, continuously, and he punched thirty punches in one breath.
Every punch is not too fast, but is extremely steady and heavy.
After an all-out explosion, deep fist marks appeared on the sandbag.
Wei He picked up the water bag on the side, slowly took a sip of warm water, held it in his mouth and swallowed it little by little.
While resting, he lowered his head and glanced at the pattern of broken beads on his chest.
When I looked at the pattern in the morning, there was still a little gap left, but now it is completely complete.
'It's finally full.'
A stone fell in Wei He's heart. He was afraid that the Realm Breaking Pearl would be able to fill it up the first time, but not the second time.
After all, the accumulation speed is as slow as a snail, which is really unbearable.
But it's okay now, it's full after all.
With a thought in his mind, he tried the same method as last time, using his mind to pierce the balloon-like Realm Breaking Bead in his heart.
But it's no use.
The Broken Realm Pearl remained motionless.
'Sure enough... we have to wait until the Qi and blood are completely perfected.' Wei He sighed in his heart and didn't try any more.
His qi and blood have only passed the middle stage now, and he feels that although his body is thick, it is not completely filled up yet.
In fact, according to the normal speed, 99% of the disciples and disciples in the courtyard of Huishan Quan are accumulating energy and blood. No matter how fast they are, they can only keep working hard.
He had a breakthrough at the beginning of the year, but it has only been half a year now. How could he have polished it to the top so quickly?
That is to say, people like Xiao Ran, who are naturally strong and talented, can break through quickly in one breath.
For the rest of the people, the period of time to accumulate Qi and blood was no less than a year and a half.
Thinking of this, Wei He also suppressed the restlessness in his heart and calmed down.
"It's only been half a year now, and I've already accumulated more than half of my energy. In fact, it's quite fast. Looking at my qualifications, most people in the yard are at a similar pace to me."
Among the cowhide disciples of the same generation, the ones who broke through together at the beginning, some had slower Qi and blood speeds than him, some were faster than him. But the difference was not big.
It can be seen that he is running at a normal speed.
Wei He was usually taciturn and observed carefully. Now when he recalled and compared it, he felt at ease.
After practicing his daily homework, Wei He put on his clothes and was in a good mood. He planned to go out to see how the second sister's business was doing at this time.
It has been about ten days since I opened the steamed stuffed bun shop. This time is in the morning, which is the time when steamed buns and other stuff are best sold.
Wei He went out and walked along the street along the river in the direction of Huishan Boxing Academy.
Wei Ji Baozi Shop is located between Huishan Boxing Courtyard and Weijia Xiaoyuan, so it is convenient to take care of.
At this time, in front of the steamed bun shop, Wei Ying was busy running around, selling steamed buns and re-steaming new ones.
Groups of people lined up in front of the bun shop, waiting for their turn.
Wei Ying was wearing a simple mask, specially made by Wei He. When she saw her younger brother coming, she had no time to say hello, so she could only nod to him from a distance and continue her busy work.
Wei He was not in a hurry, so he stood aside and waited quietly. He saw people queuing up, mostly holding small pieces of dried meat, or small bags of cereals, rice noodles, and well-dressed people. Most of them were poor people.
and ordinary civilians.
At that moment, I sighed in my heart, knowing that my sister must have lowered the price again, otherwise the business would not be so good.
After all, what kind of flavor can a steamed bun made from multigrain noodles or a bun filled only with pickles and minced meat have?
But now he is in the Huishan Boxing Academy and has no shortage of food. He doesn't care how much money Wei Ying makes, but he feels sorry for her because she is tired.
Standing outside the store, a few people lined up to see Wei Hesheng's strong body, with indifferent expressions on their faces, and suddenly became a little wary, as if they were afraid that he would come and jump in the queue.
When Wei He saw this, he couldn't help but laugh, and stood a little farther away under the eaves of a roof.
During this period, the weather was hot, it never rained, and the river water became a little turbid and shallow.
As time goes by, the sun becomes brighter and brighter, and heat waves rise from the ground, causing the air to become slightly distorted.
As the weather was too hot, the number of people in line finally became less and less, and Wei Ying gradually became more relaxed.
Wei He went up and helped take care of the last few guests. There were too many people before and it was too busy. He didn't know what to do when he went up, and it might waste time.
Now that he's up there, Wei Ying has some free time so she can tell him what to do.
After the last few guests finished their work, Wei Ying wiped the sweat from her forehead with her sleeves. Although it was hard work, her face showed satisfaction.
"Okay, okay, it's finally sold out. Let's do it tomorrow night." She turned around and saw Wei He was getting water to wash his hands in the shop.
She also went over to wash herself.
Wei He washed his hands, raised them, shook them and got ready.
"Here you go, dry it and be obedient." Wei Ying quickly handed over a new gray cloth hand towel.
Wei He took it and looked at it. The hand towel was quite clean and new. It seemed like it was newly bought.
He used to dry his hands carefully.
"Have you never had this hand towel before? Is it newly made?" He knew that his second sister liked to do handicrafts. The hand towels used to be made at home were made by her from pieces of rags that could not be sewn together.
"No, it was given by someone else. It smells good. I actually don't want it, but I can't resist their enthusiasm." Wei Ying replied.
"That's really generous." Wei He nodded, thoughtfully. "Is the person giving it to you a woman?"
"Um."
"Has it been cooked?"
"I heard you, I've cooked it."
"Okay." Wei He suddenly remembered that Cheng Shaoji introduced his wife to him before, and he also thought of his second sister.
"Speaking of which, second sister, do you plan to find a good family to get married to?" he asked in a low voice.
"What? You just want to marry your sister off?" Wei Ying joked with a smile.
"Yeah, otherwise I can't let you take care of me for the rest of my life, right?" Wei He said with a smile.
"I haven't had this idea yet, don't worry, let's wait until we meet the right person." Wei Ying shook her head.
The two siblings chatted for a while about their recent living conditions and lamented that the situation outside was getting more and more troublesome.
Fortunately, the Huishan Boxing Academy seems to be independent of many troubles. In other words, many martial arts masters' courtyards have a sense of detachment. They have no shortage of food and clothing, and they are satisfied once they spend their expenses.
Wei He guessed that Mr. Zheng must have industrial support behind him, otherwise he would not be able to do this.
In these days, after becoming an official disciple and entering the sect, he came to know about the circle of martial arts disciples.
There are more than ten towns outside Feiye City, and each town has a well-known martial artist whose status is as stable as Mount Tai and cannot be shaken.
However, these courtyard martial artists have been more or less affected by the recent price changes. Only a few of them, such as Mr. Zheng, have not been affected at all.
The two siblings chatted for a while. Wei He no longer mentioned anything about his parents and eldest sister, and Wei Ying also didn't ask.
Just because you don't ask or ask, doesn't mean you won't look for it.
Wei He has been searching and asking everywhere in his spare time. Unfortunately, he spent a lot of money and still found nothing. It was not as good as the initial trip to Mingde Temple, where he got much more information.
After staying for about an hour, Wei He helped his second sister to mix the grain noodles, then left the bun shop and continued to practice at home.
Today happened to be rest time, so he had so much free time to make arrangements.
Wei Hecai left not long ago.
In front of the bun shop, two people slowly approached.
They were two tall, thin men and women wearing gray and white cloth and wide-brimmed straw hats.
Both of them have an obviously different temperament from ordinary people. If someone comes close, they can smell the faint scent of incense on them.
That is, only people who are often exposed to incense sticks can leave the smell on their clothes for a long time.
The two of them looked up at the bun shop and walked to the door of the shop one after the other.
The first person raised his face, revealing the face of a kind middle-aged woman.
"Sister Yingying, I'm here to see you again." She greeted in a cheerful voice.
"Is it Sister Xu Chun? Why are you here? Come and sit down first. I'll be finished here soon." Wei Ying was about to knead the dough into yeast for fermentation. When she saw someone coming, she had to stop temporarily.
Xu Chun is a neighbor who lives nearby. Because her name has the same character for spring as her eldest sister, and her personality is quite friendly, she became quite familiar with Wei Ying after only meeting her a few times.
Xu Chun took another person and sat down in the shop together. Looking at Wei Ying who was also sitting down, he smiled and said: "Actually, sister Yingying, I came here this time because I saw you missing your family yesterday and felt uncomfortable.
I came to have a heart-to-heart talk with you."
"Sister, you take such good care of me..." Wei Ying was a little touched. Yesterday, she was just taking a break while looking at the carving knife left by her parents at home, but she didn't expect that Xu Chun saw it.
"We are all neighbors. We don't care about anything." Xu Chun sighed.
"Speaking of which, there are many times when family members disappear and there is nothing we can do about it. When my eldest son disappeared, I was just like you. I felt so uncomfortable that I wanted to bang my head against the wall.
But later, as time went by, I met a noble person who helped me find someone to support me in, and I didn’t feel so uncomfortable anymore.”
"This noble man is the one behind me..." Xu Chun enthusiastically invited the man behind him over.
"Female Sister Mengjin. This is the Wei Ying I told you about before.
She is a girl from a good family, with a gentle and kind temperament. Every time I see her sad, my heart is pricked with needles, and I also think of my eldest son.
So, I invite you here this time because I want to help this kind-hearted girl just like you helped me."
The second person stepped forward, and it turned out to be a skinny old woman with a red mole between her eyebrows.
She looked solemn, stretched out her skinny arms like chicken claws, and pulled up the brim of the straw hat on her head.
"It's so pitiful..." Female cultivator Meng Jin looked at Wei Ying and sighed. "It's no wonder you look like this... no wonder..."
She looked at Wei Ying and shook her head.
"May I ask the female cultivator, is there anything wrong with my appearance?" Wei Ying was a little panicked by her look.
She was illiterate and had no education. She was just an ordinary girl who knew some housework and handicrafts. When she was stared at like this, she immediately became flustered.
"Did you know you were born..." Female cultivator Meng Jin looked solemn and spoke slowly.
Suddenly, a tall shadow covered her at the door.
The shadow blocked the door, neither advancing nor retreating, just staying there.