The old man's whole body's center of gravity was moved forward because of the need to walk, but his feet did not move at all and he lay directly on the ground, but his legs were fixed like nails.

Putting his hands on the ground and struggling to get up, the old man looked at Zhao Xiaotian in disbelief and asked: "Why can't I move these shoes?"

Zhao Xiaotian smiled widely, said nothing, and sat down on the ground looking at the old man.

The old man thought there must be something strange, so he took off his shoes, lay on the ground, and watched with his eyes very close to the shoes.

From time to time, he touched the upper of the shoe with his hand, and the tentacles were cold. The old man tapped the knuckle of his index finger and said in surprise: "This... this is not cloth, but iron?"

"Part of the answer is correct." Zhao Xiaotian said, "But it's not ordinary iron."

The old man nodded. If it were made of iron, it couldn't be so heavy. He lowered his head to study, but couldn't see why. He stretched out his hand to hold a shoe and lifted it up, even though he used all his strength.

, he just lifted it up and held it in his arms.

"This must weigh forty or fifty pounds, right?" the old man asked with a blush on his face while holding his shoes.

"Probably, I haven't weighed myself much," Zhao Xiaotian said.

The old man took off his shoes with both hands, and even the plastic track made a muffled sound.

Impossible, how could he walk like a normal person wearing such heavy shoes? What's more, he was running very fast just now. If he took off his shoes, wouldn't he be faster than the Jamaican flying man?

Seeing the old man thoughtfully, Zhao Xiaotian smiled and said: "I know you have doubts in your heart. I can tell you that as long as you use these shoes in the right way, you will not feel their existence at all. The reason why I let you wear these shoes

A pair of shoes just tells you what it means to move your body with Qi."

The old man thought for a while, put on his shoes again, closed his eyes tightly, and raised his hands slightly, in the official Tai Chi starting position!

The starting hand of Tai Chi requires the right foot to be flat and shoulder-width apart. The old man relaxed his whole body, just thinking about the moves in his mind, and slowly stepped out with his right leg.

By the time the old man reacted, his right foot had already put down the heavy shoe.

"It's amazing!" The old man was overjoyed for a moment, but the momentary joy distracted him. The next movement required his left foot to reach the threshold, but his left foot did not move at all.

Zhao Xiaotian sighed "Hey" and said: "I just felt angry, but because of my mood, I lost it again. I really don't know if you are talented or an idiot!"

The old man lowered his head in grievance and said coquettishly like a child: "I'm... I'm not happy. What happened just now?"

Zhao Xiaotian knocked on his shoes and said: "It looks like cloth on the outside, but it's actually wolf skin. The iron inside is made of powdery wolf skin. You may have seen this kind of iron in novels, called

Xuan Tie, does Yang Guo know?"

The old man nodded. Of course Yang Guo knew that he was the male protagonist in Jin Yong's masterpiece "The Legend of the Condor Heroes". He had a black iron heavy sword in his hand and wiped out all the masters in the world.

Zhao Xiaotian continued: "The black iron here is not melted from Yang Guo's sword, but the material is the same. The so-called black iron is actually part of the material in the meteorite. I have worn it for so many years, and the iron inside has long melted with the wolf skin.

As one body.”

"Then what does this have to do with anger?" the old man asked in confusion.

"Whenever you want to move your feet, you must have Qi to assist, so that the shoes can move. You can't control the Qi in your body now, so I say your Tai Chi is too fast. When you can control it, Tai Chi will be too fast.

It will become too deliberate. Once you control it properly, Qi will flow throughout the body with your subconscious mind. This pair of shoes allows you to skip the second stage and directly enter the subconscious Qi movement."

"Whenever you want to move, the Qi in your body will circulate in the body according to the reaction of the cerebellum, helping you to lift your shoes. If you are skilled at this stage, then your Qi will follow the subconscious mind and brain.

Exchange thoughts." Zhao Xiaotian said for a long time, but the old man basically didn't understand.

"You are so young, and you have such an ability. You must be gifted. There is no hope for me, an old man." The old man sighed.

Zhao Xiaotian patted the old man's shoulder as if comforting a junior and said: "You don't have to be discouraged. I'm not talented. I just grew up wearing these shoes and got used to them. This is not talent. People who are truly talented

, Qi is a part of his body, there is no need to wear these shoes to forcefully change the flow of Qi."

"Is there such a person?" the old man asked in confusion. Although there are many wonders in the world, he really doesn't believe that such a person exists.

"Of course there are, like my Uncle Ergen! His Qi is cultivated, but the way he uses Qi is innate. He can hear sounds that ordinary people can't hear. This is the exchange of thoughts between Qi and the brain."

Zhao Xiaotian said unconvinced.

"Like what sound?" the old man asked.

"For example, Uncle Ergen can hear the whispers of two people more than ten meters away. Another example is the cry of bats, which he can also hear," Zhao Xiaotian recalled.

The old man nodded, not that he agreed with Zhao Xiaotian's statement, but that the two things he mentioned were indeed inaudible to humans. Human hearing has a decibel range, and you cannot hear anything that is too high or too low.

"It seems that if I want to do Tai Chi slowly, I must wear shoes like this..." the old man thought to himself.

"How much do you sell these shoes for?" the old man asked excitedly.

"Uncle Er said it's probably worth several billion, do you have it?" Zhao Xiaotian asked.

"How many billions?" The old man opened his mouth and said, "You are robbing me. I have never heard of any shoes that can be sold for billions."

Zhao Xiaotian said disdainfully: "I was not like this when I was robbing. If you can't afford it, don't ask. Just return it to me quickly. I have to go to class later."

The old man didn't want Zhao Xiaotian to run away, so he asked: "If I ask someone to tie a few large iron blocks, which are about the same weight as these shoes, will the effect be the same?"

"You must have felt it. These shoes are very cool and the qi in the human body is hot. They can help circulate the qi in your body even when you are not moving. If you tie heavy objects, unless you are 24 hours a day

Only by moving continuously can the same effect be achieved."

The old man was in a bit of a dilemma. His biggest hobby in life was Tai Chi, and what he was best at was Tai Chi. Today, a boy who appeared out of nowhere pointed out the problem, and he felt really unwilling to do so. He really couldn't bear to part with these treasures!

"What can we do..." the old man murmured.

"Okay, return it to me quickly, I have to go to class." Zhao Xiaotian said while reaching for the shoes.

The old man plopped down on the ground, hugged his shoes tightly with both hands, and cried: "Don't leave yet. It's so early in the morning. Even if you have class at nine o'clock, there are still more than three hours left. Stay a little longer, stay a little longer."

"

"I said, you old man, why are you so shameless? These are my shoes. When do I want to get them back, do I have to ask you?" Zhao Xiaotian said with eyes wide open.

"Anyway, you have nothing to do. I'll treat you to breakfast later. Just wait a while and I'll play two more sets."

After saying this, the old man stood up and started practicing Tai Chi without waiting for Zhao Xiaotian to answer.

Because I have been thinking about possessing this shoe for a while, my mind is very confused, my feet can't move no matter what, and the anxious old man scolds my mother.

Zhao Xiaotian raised his hand, but he couldn't move it. Because of Uncle Er, he never attacked the old man, especially a guy whose bones would break if he touched them.

With a snort, Zhao Xiaotian sat on the track again.

The old man gradually forgot about Zhao Xiaotian's existence, and his moves became smoother, but he had just gained access, and the steps on his legs were still a bit stiff.

The shoes were too heavy. Even with luck, the old man found it very difficult. Before he finished one set, his legs began to tremble.

But he was very perseverant and tried hard to forget about the existence of shoes. After finishing a set, sweat had soaked his whole body. The old man gasped and said with a happy smile: "It's so refreshing, kid, you are such a good person."

."

"Damn it!" Zhao Xiaotian scolded: "You are so happy. Why should I look at you with bare feet? Return it to me quickly. It will be fucking class soon."

"I didn't expect you to love learning so much. Young people today are so energetic!" The old man said and raised his hand to start the next trick.

Zhao Xiaotian has already cursed the old man in his heart. He has been an ancestor for who knows how many generations. As an old man, he doesn't look like an old man at all, yet he actually acted like a rogue.

Zhao Xiaotian, a lifelong scoundrel, finally met his opponent. If it weren't for the opponent's age, Zhao Xiaotian would have punched him unconscious and walked away.

No matter how rogue he is, he is finally defeated by time.

The old man didn't know how many times he had done it, but he gradually felt that the shoes were getting lighter and lighter, and the exercise became smoother.

Zhao Xiaotian was impatient at first, but after looking at the old man for a long time, he finally thought in surprise: "I didn't expect that this old man is really talented. In just three hours, he got better and better! It seems that he must have been practicing Tai Chi for a long time, and he can actually do it."

I slowly realized the existence of Qi. This old man is not simple!"

"Hey! Old man! It's been a few hours. You have no excuses this time, you really have to go to class!" Zhao Xiaotian patted his butt and stood up and said.

The old man frowned. Just as Zhao Xiaotian said, he had been looking for other excuses from the beginning, but after thinking for a long time, he still couldn't think of any way to keep him.

"Why don't you skip class? I'll write you a note!" the old man asked.

"Holy crap! Do you have the nerve to skip class on the first day of class? I'm here to learn knowledge!" Zhao Xiaotian cursed.

"Then how about you lend me the shoes for two days and I'll return them to you later. I'll buy you two hundred pairs of shoes and you can wear them first?" The old man started to act rogue.

"You can't even talk about breaking the sky now. Don't make me mad, just pay me back!" Zhao Xiaotian was a little angry.

The old man sat on the ground crying, hugging Zhao Xiaotian's thigh and shouted: "Brother, please help me. Anyway, you have already practiced, and you don't need these shoes anymore. I will wear them for two days, and I promise to return them after two days!"

"

Zhao Xiaotian shook his foot and cursed: "Even if you are so virtuous, I don't think you can repay it. If you don't take it off, I will do it myself."

As he spoke, he put the old man down and took off his shoes and put them on by force.

The old man sat on the ground like a shrew, slapping the ground and crying, shouting: "It's unreasonable! You are so young and don't know how to respect the old and love the young. You won't be able to survive this life!"

Zhao Xiaotian snorted, turned around and left without saying anything.

The old man shouted from behind: "Will you come tomorrow? I'll wait for you!"
Chapter completed!