"It depends on the teacher's arrangement." Wei He said quickly.

"That's good." Zheng Fugui nodded with satisfaction.

At that moment, he began to inform and teach the subsequent practices of stone skin one by one.

"The way to practice stone skin is to double the strength based on the previous one!"

"But the double intensity of light cannot reach the next level. You also need to change the medicinal soup and internal practice."

"Internal Practice Method?" Wei He was energetic. He had heard of Internal Practice Method for a long time and knew that this was the foundation of truly embarking on the path of a master.

"The so-called internal practice method is actually very simple to put it bluntly." Zheng Fugui smiled, glanced around him from side to side, and made sure that no one eavesdropped on and peeked.

He continued.

"We warriors usually work hard to exercise their physical body and exercise their energy. It seems that their energy and spirit are increasing accordingly. But in fact, as this continues, their spirit will be constantly affected by various influences of physical instincts, thus becoming impulsive, irritable and irritable.

At this time, internal practice is needed to neutralize it.”

He touched his body, and in a short while, he took out a piece of yellow folded thick paper from his close inner pocket.

He spread the paper gently.

A picture of ink with a towering peak was drawn on top.

The green and red flowers are decorated on the blue-black peaks, and at first glance, they are extremely exquisite.

"This picture is the fundamental picture of our Huishanquan. Internal practice requires a fundamental picture that can fully reflect the core of energy and spirit.

Our inner practice of returning to the mountain fist is this three-fold color picture of Cuifeng. If you can thoroughly understand this picture, and when practicing it every day, you will be able to maintain this artistic conception in your heart, you will definitely have hope to step into the next level."

"The fundamental picture..." Wei He was excited, knowing that he had finally really started to contact, the most mysterious path of martial arts.

"The martial artist refines essence, relieves qi, and invigorates the spirit. It is rumored that in these three stages, there are extremely detailed steps of the latter two. Unfortunately, our return to the mountain fist is still too low."

Zheng Fugui sighed.

"But it is already very powerful. There are even many ordinary martial artists outside. I'm afraid they haven't even heard of the fundamental picture. They can only rely on some specious mantras and mental methods to fantasize about the so-called artistic conception."

"Old Zheng, is the fundamental picture of our return to the mountain boxing used to train our energy and spirit?" Wei He asked curiously.

"Thinking too much is a little bit effective, but this is used to break through the advanced stage of external skills. You must first figure it out."

Zheng Fugui said solemnly.

"The purpose of practicing qi and cultivating spirit is actually to strengthen the body. Make the body complete and stronger step by step."

"Disciple understand." Wei He nodded solemnly.

"Okay." Zheng Fugui's face turned a whole.

"From today on, you will follow me to understand the fundamental picture. When practicing boxing and polishing skin, you will have this picture in your heart. The heart is like a mountain, the mind is like a flower, and the green buds are made of clouds!"

"When, if you can train nine red clouds on your arms, it will be the iron sheet!"

"yes!"

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In the blink of an eye, winter is coming, and it rains lightly.

Although it may still return to sunny days in the future, this light rain seemed to bring back some blood to the dry land.

Cheng Family.

The drizzle is falling.

Cheng Shaojiu and Wei He stood in the yard of their home, allowing the raindrops to slowly sprinkle in the sky, leaving white water particles on their shoulders.

Cheng Shaojiu didn't know how to place his hands. He raised them, fell down, and walked around with his hands behind his back.

His eyes kept looking towards the inner room.

Under the candlelight, only a few figures were seen from outside, busying themselves in the room.

"Put hard! Inhale! Inhale deeply!"

"Hurry hard!! Don't stop! Don't stop!"

"Madam, hurry up!!"

"Ah...!" The screams of the painful woman kept coming from the room.

Cheng Shaojiu seemed to empathize with it. Although he was wet with rain and the cool breeze, a head of white hair sweat was slowly oozing out of his forehead.

He never expected that the second concubine he loved would become pregnant again half a year ago.

Now that he is ten months pregnant, it is time to give birth. Although he is fickle, he is also very generous to his concubine.

I also love a few children.

Wei He has also seen several of his children, but it seems that he does not attach as much importance to this time.

"If Yun'er has any problems this time..." Cheng Shaojiu gritted his teeth.

"Don't worry, I heard my sister-in-law's screams loudly and full of energy. I should be able to give birth smoothly." Wei He comforted.

"Hope..." Cheng Shaojiu nodded, but still looked worried.

Just as he was about to say something, a scream suddenly came from the inner room.

"It's out!"

"Quick scissors!"

"Sew the wound right away! Bring the hot water towel!"

"Smack the butt!"

"Wow!!"

Finally, a miserable cry sounded loudly.

Cheng Shaojiu couldn't help but relax his whole body and rushed into the house quickly.

Just as the door of the house was opened, the Wenpo stood at the door holding a baby wrapped in three layers of the inside and three layers of the outside.

"Congratulations to Mr. Cheng, he is a daughter!"

Cheng Shaojiu hurriedly glanced at his daughter and rushed in to visit his concubine.

Wei He laughed slightly, and from this point it can be seen that Cheng Shaojiu is really nice to his wife.

Since breaking through the stone skin, he has passed another March. While matching the internal practice, he has begun a new stage of practice and moves towards the iron skin.

This level is different from before, it is a real water grinding level.

The eldest brother Zhao Hong has been stuck for five years and does not move at all. Cheng Shaojiu has been four years and does not move either.

In the past few months, in addition to hard work in polishing skin, Wei He also tested the situation of the Breaking Realm Pearl.

The ability of the Breaking Realm Pearl to accumulate qi and blood is obviously related to the nutritional and calories contained in food.

He tried a variety of foods with different calories and found that the progress of the Breaking Realm Bead was obviously different.

Moreover, as he rose to the stone cortex level, the total capacity of qi and blood in his body increased again, and the accumulation speed of the Breaking Realm Bead was significantly slower.

He could understand that he had to save one bucket of water before to break through, but now he had to save two buckets, but the water output speed of the faucet has not changed yet.

It will naturally be slow.

Wei He recalled the progress of the Breaking Realm Pearl that he had just seen this morning. It has just passed one tenth now.

Just a little bit...

And the qi and blood have only been strengthened for a small part. It was not until the so-called Jiuxia flower bloomed that the first flower condensed a little red mark.

Wei He came to his senses, and Cheng Shaojiu was already walking towards him happily with the child in his arms.

The servants on the side followed with umbrellas all the way, and the two of them used fox fur to block the wind.

"Xiaohe, come and see! Hahaha! This is my fourth child and third daughter! What name do you think I'll give him?"

Cheng Shaojiu looked happy.

"Didn't you think of a few names before? Just pick one of them?" Wei He said with a smile.

"Look, why does this kid look like you!" Cheng Shaojiu suddenly said in a shocking way.

Wei Heyi was shocked and hurried to look.

Sure enough, although the baby in the cradle had a wrinkled face, like a little old man, but when he looked carefully, he really looked a little like him.

"Senior brother, you can't say anything randomly!" Wei He quickly reminded.

"Hahaha, kidding, kidding." Cheng Shaojiu laughed.

"It's better to make such a joke." Wei He shook his head.

"But she is really a bit like you, why not...How about you consider her godfather?" Cheng Shaojiu smiled. "Since you are so destined to be, this child should just call Cheng He in the future!"
To be continued...