"It all depends on the teacher's arrangement." Wei He said quickly.
"That's good." Zheng Fugui nodded with satisfaction.
Immediately, he began to teach Shipi's subsequent training methods one by one.
"Shipi's training method is to double the intensity on the basis of the previous training!"
"But just doubling the intensity will not reach the next level. You also need to change the medicinal soup and internal training methods."
"Internal training method?" Wei He perked up. He had heard of internal training method for a long time and knew that this was the real basis for embarking on the road to becoming a master.
"The so-called internal training method is actually very simple to put it bluntly." Zheng Fugui smiled and glanced around to make sure no one was eavesdropping.
He just continued.
"We warriors work on our bodies and exercise our strength on a daily basis, and it seems that our energy and spirit are increasing accordingly. But in fact, if things go on like this, the spirit will continue to be affected by various instincts of the body, resulting in impulsiveness, irritability, and bad temper.
At this time, internal training is needed to neutralize it.”
He felt around his body, and after a while, he took out a yellowish, folded piece of thick paper from his inner pocket.
He unfolded the paper gently.
On it, I used colored ink to draw an ink painting of towering mountains.
Small green and red flowers are dotted at random on the blue-black peaks. At first glance, they look extremely delicate.
"This picture is the fundamental picture of our Huishan Quan. Internal training must have a fundamental picture that can fully reflect the core of essence, energy and spirit.
The internal practice of our Huishan Quan is this three-fold color picture of Cuifeng. If you can thoroughly understand this picture and hold this artistic conception in your mind during daily practice, you will definitely be able to hope to step into the next level.
"
"The fundamental diagram..." Wei He was excited, knowing that he had finally begun to truly come into contact with the most mysterious path of martial arts.
"The three stages of warrior refining, smoothing the energy, and forging the spirit. It is said that in the advanced skills, there are extremely detailed steps for the latter two. Unfortunately, our Huishan Quan is still too low."
Zheng Fugui sighed.
"But it is already very powerful. There are even many ordinary martial arts masters outside. I am afraid they have never even heard of the basic diagram. They can only rely on some specious formulas and mental methods to imagine the so-called artistic conception."
"Mr. Zheng, then the basic idea of our Huishan Quan is to train Qi and Shen?" Wei He asked curiously.
"Thinking too much. It has a little effect, but this is used to break through the more advanced stages of external skills. You have to figure something out first."
Zheng Fugui said solemnly.
"The purpose of practicing Qi and forging the spirit is actually to strengthen the physical body. To make the physical body perfect and stronger step by step."
"Disciple understands." Wei He nodded solemnly.
"Okay." Zheng Fugui's face straightened.
"From today on, you will understand the fundamental picture with me. When you practice boxing and skin grinding, you will have this picture in your heart. Your heart is like a mountain peak, your mind is like a flower, and nine green buds are forming clouds!"
"Whenever, if you can practice nine-point red clouds on your arms, then you will be a master of iron!"
"yes!"
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In the blink of an eye, winter turned to spring, and it rained lightly.
Although sunny weather may still return in the future, this light rain seems to have brought some blood back to the dry land.
Cheng family.
A steady drizzle fell.
Cheng Shaojiu and Wei He stood in the yard of their home, letting the rain slowly fall from the sky, leaving little white water droplets on their shoulders.
Cheng Shaojiu didn't know how to place his hands. He would lift them up, put them down, and walk around with his hands behind his back.
He kept looking towards the back room.
Under the candlelight, only the inside of the house could be seen from the outside, with several figures hurriedly going back and forth.
"Harder! Breathe in! Breathe deeply!"
"Hurry up! Don't stop! Don't stop!"
"Madam, hurry up, hurry up!!"
"Ah...!" The painful woman's screams kept coming from the house.
Cheng Shaojiu seemed to feel the same way. Although he was soaked in the rain and blew by the cool breeze, white sweat slowly appeared on his forehead.
He never expected that his beloved second concubine would actually become pregnant again half a year ago.
She is now ten months pregnant and it's time to give birth. Although he is carefree, he is also very kind to his concubine.
He also dotes on several children.
Wei He had also met several of his children, but none of them seemed to pay as much attention to them as this one.
"If anything happens to Yun'er this time..." Cheng Shaojiu gritted his teeth.
"Don't worry, I heard my sister-in-law scream loudly and she is full of energy, so she should be able to give birth smoothly." Wei He comforted her.
"I hope..." Cheng Shaojiu nodded, but still looked worried.
Just when he was about to say something, suddenly there was an exclamation from the back room.
"Come out, come out!"
"Quick scissors!"
"Sut up the wound immediately! Bring the hot water towel!"
"Slap the ass!"
"Wow!!"
Finally, a pitiful cry shook the sky.
Cheng Shaojiu couldn't help but feel relaxed and rushed into the house.
Just as the door of the house opened, Mrs. Wen stood at the door holding a baby wrapped three layers inside and three layers outside.
"Congratulations to Mr. Cheng, you are a rich man!"
Cheng Shaojiu glanced at his daughter hurriedly, and immediately rushed in to visit his concubine.
Wei He smiled slightly, and from this he could see that Cheng Shaojiu was really kind to his wife.
It has now been three months since he broke through the stone skin. While combining internal training methods, he began a new stage of practice and moved towards the iron skin.
This level is different from the previous one, it is a real water mill level.
Senior Brother Zhao Hong has been stuck for five years and has not moved at all. Cheng Shaojiu has been stuck for four years and has not moved at all.
In the past few months, Wei He, in addition to practicing hard on the skin, has also been testing the situation of the Realm Breaking Pearl.
The ability of the Breaking Realm Pearl to accumulate Qi and blood is obviously related to the nutritional calories contained in food.
He tried a variety of foods with different calories and found that the progress of the realm-breaking beads was obviously different.
Moreover, as he ascended to the stone skin level, the total volume of Qi and blood in his body increased again, and the accumulation speed of the realm-breaking beads was obviously slower.
He can also understand that it used to take one bucket of water to break through, but now it takes two buckets of water, but the water flow rate from the faucet has not changed.
It's naturally slower.
Wei He recalled the progress of the Realm-Breaking Pearl that he had just seen this morning. It was now just over one-tenth.
Just a little bit...
And his qi and blood had only strengthened by a small amount. Before the so-called Jiuxia flower bloomed, he couldn't even condense a little red mark on the first flower.
When Wei He came to his senses, Cheng Shaojiu had already walked towards him happily holding the child in his arms.
The servants on the side were holding umbrellas along the way, and two people used fox furs to protect themselves from the wind.
"Xiaohe, come and see! Hahaha! This is my fourth child, my third daughter! What do you think I should name him?"
Cheng Shaojiu looked happy.
"Didn't you think of several names before? Just pick one from them," Wei He said with a smile.
"Look, this kid looks a lot like you!" Cheng Shaojiu suddenly said something shocking.
Wei He was startled and looked over quickly.
Sure enough, the swaddled baby's little face was wrinkled and looked like a little old man, but if you look closely, you could see that he looked a bit like him.
"Senior brother, please don't say this nonsense!" Wei He quickly reminded.
"Hahaha, just kidding, just kidding." Cheng Shaojiu laughed.
"It's better not to make such a joke." Wei He shook his head.
"But she does look a bit like you. How about...you recognize her as her godfather?" Cheng Shaojiu said with a smile. "Since you two are so destined, from now on, this child might as well be called Cheng He!"
"..." Senior brother, you...
Wei He was speechless.
Is it so careless to name a child?
"Okay, okay, let's call her Cheng He. He Ye's He, you will have to take more care of your goddaughter in the future!" Cheng Shaojiu said decisively.
Among his many friends now, Wei He is the closest to him, so this scene is normal.
After a happy fuss, the child fell asleep tired from crying, and Cheng Shaojiu went to comfort his wife.
Wei He then left in advance.
After leaving the Cheng Mansion, he got on the Cheng family carriage that took him back. He looked at the falling rain outside the window without saying a word.
Cheng Shaojiu's third child was born, but he recognized him as his godfather.
Originally he only had one second sister left in the world, but inexplicably he got a goddaughter.
Wei He always felt strange in his heart.
"Yes, after all, I am only eighteen years old now and I have become a godfather... In the blink of an eye... I have been here for a year and a half..."
From waking up, to entering Huishan Boxing Academy, to now, it has been a full year and a half.
He grew up step by step from a thin and ordinary ordinary person, relying on his own efforts to reach where he is now.
It's really not easy.
Just as he was sighing, the driver of the carriage suddenly turned around and pulled the carriage to one side of the roadside.
"Master Wei, there is a cavalry team in front of us. They are from the inner city. Let's get out of the way first."
The driver is an experienced middle-aged man who has been driving cars for the Cheng family for twenty years. Everyone calls him Lao Huang.
Wei He also followed suit.
"Inner city...cavalry?"
He quickly opened the carriage curtain on the left side and looked out.
The carriage stopped on the right, and many passers-by and carriages stopped on Ishibashi Street, waiting for the sound of horse hooves coming from the street ahead.
The sound of hoofbeats from the dense cavalry quickly approached, and then they rushed past from the left side of the street.
Wei He glanced at it.
There are a total of thirteen cavalry in this team. On the sides of the horses and on the clothes worn by the knights, there are large seven-character marks representing the Seven Family Alliance.
He had seen that mark once on the street and heard it explained by Cheng Shaojiu, so he knew it was the mark of the Seven Family Alliance.
The Thirteen Riders were running all the way, very fast, and seemed normal on the outside. However, Wei He's stone-skinned skin, and his eyesight that broke through Qi and Blood for the second time, were extraordinary than ordinary people. He could immediately tell that something was wrong with these Thirteen Riders.
The horses were fine and everything was normal, but the knights on the horses were all weak in vitality and blood, and a few of them had disordered breathing, sometimes heavy and sometimes light, as if they were gritting their teeth to endure something.
"It smells of blood!" Wei He squinted his eyes, moved his nose slightly, and smelled a subtle scent.
The Thirteen Riders quickly ran all the way, passed through the streets, and disappeared on the streets leading to the inner city.
Wei He withdrew his gaze and asked Lao Huang to continue on his way.
"This team of knights does not look like ordinary people. Although their energy and blood are weak, their aura and aura from a distance seem to have been trained for a long time, and they may have practiced martial arts." He guessed in his mind.
Raindrops fell slantingly.
Wei He lowered the car curtain.
"Let's go."
Lao Huang responded.
"The gentlemen in the inner city were all wearing black cloaks when they went out a while ago. Now they come back, ugh..."