Chapter 6 Zhou Tiangong
"Father."
Xu Xian stepped forward to greet him, his expression and tone were very natural, and he could not tell that his soul had changed.
As a few days passed, his memory fusion with the original owner went further, and there was no obstacle to his communication with his relatives.
Xu Changlie felt that his two sons seemed to have changed a little, but he didn't take it seriously. The young man's nature is always easy to change.
Xu Xian used to be keen on poetry, books, and lyrics, but hasn’t he become obsessed with martial arts practice recently?
Thinking of this, Xu Changlie couldn't help but smile. The more he understood the world, the more he understood the meaning of a warrior. He was very happy to see his own children practicing martial arts.
"I heard from your Uncle Song that I have practiced the cannon fist recently? Come and see me." Xu Changlie said with a smile.
The best in the previous generation of the Xu family should be Xu Xian’s third uncle, but Xu Changlie’s martial arts skills are not bad either, so Xu Xian is of course not polite.
He nodded vigorously, then sank, and a cannon fist that he had accumulated momentum rushed towards Xu Changlie.
Song Peiyuan frowned slightly from the side. The power of this punch was still above yesterday. He thought that this kid must have practiced secretly yesterday, hoping that he would not hurt himself.
Xu Xian had already used eight points of strength in this punch. Although he was not as strong as on the virtual battlefield, he could hurt himself to the point where he could hurt himself.
However, with such a cannon fist, Xu Changlie had no intention of avoiding it. He just stretched out his right hand slowly and used his palm to control it.
Xu Xian felt that the punch was like a shell smashing into the quagmire, and the explosive impact was swallowed up, and it could not be stirred up at all.
"This is……"
"This is internal strength." Xu Changlie's smile remained unchanged, but he said that he was instructive. "Internal strength is the foundation of martial arts. If you think that internal martial artists are not as good as external martial artists in combat, that would be a big mistake."
"The so-called internal strength is based, external strength..."
"Study, can't I learn it?" Xu Xian quickly interrupted his father's long speech, but he was drooling in his internal strength.
Although I have never learned internal skills in this life, the original owner's vision is not bad. Xu Xian of course understood what Xu Changlie's move meant.
It is clearly a way to gather the pure true qi in the palm of your hand, and use the true qi as your defense, which is really... very luxurious!
The true qi of a warrior is very precious. The correct use is to flow and drive martial arts in the body. This move has great power.
If Xu Changlie does this, it is just to show off his skills and to attract his two sons to practice internal skills.
Actually, Xu Xian didn’t have to be so troublesome. Xu Changlie now puts an internal skill in front of him, and he will definitely practice it without saying a word!
Comrade Xu's mouth twitched slightly, and his words were all held in his stomach. In the end, he had to throw a booklet in front of Xu Xian.
"My Xu family usually practices this Zhoutiangong. You can learn to get started first. If you don't understand, you can ask me, or ask you Uncle Song."
"Zhou Tiangong?" Xu Xian looked at Xu Changlie's back as he left, picked up the booklet and looked at it.
This is obviously a handwritten manuscript. There was no printing process in this era. Books are very valuable, but the name on the cover of the booklet is not "Zhou Tiangong".
That is a very long name, which is clearly "The Nine Heavens Dao Tibetan and Refining Essence and Transforming Qi and Celestial Technique".
"This name doesn't look like a martial arts secret book, it's like a Taoist mental method... Is there really a cultivator in this world?" Xu Xian couldn't help but mutter in his heart.
He thought about it and asked Song Peiyuan again: "Uncle Song, this Zhou Tiangong...is it the unique secret of my Xu family?"
"How can there be any secrets?" Song Peiyuan smiled and said, "I came to Xu's house to be a guardian for more than ten years ago. However, Zhou Tiangong was also a student since elementary school. Do you think it would be a secrets?"
"ah?"
"The true secret martial arts are all among the major sects, and those circulating outside are just basic mental techniques." Song Peiyuan shook his head helplessly, "If the children of each family want to succeed in martial arts, they must choose one to join..."
"I see……"
This is the first time Xu Xian knows this. It turns out that there is an academic monopoly in the world, and the top skills are all in the hands of the big sects.
No wonder my talented elder sister left home to learn skills early, and it turned out that it was not just because of the learning atmosphere.
Xu Xian looked down at the Zhou Tiangong in his hand again, and couldn't help but have a thought in his heart: "I have experience to upgrade my martial arts. If I upgrade my Zhou Tiangong all the way, can I compete with the big sect?"
But this idea was only turned around for a while, and he threw it behind him - why did you take such a lot of time to do it? Isn't it better to directly learn martial arts from major sects?
...
After obtaining Zhou Tiangong, Xu Xian immediately lost the intention of practicing "Baoquan", and he didn't need to practice too much. He means knowing, not purely unfamiliar.
Song Peiyuan was also an expert in practicing Zhou Tiangong. With his guidance, Xu Xian's learning progress was naturally very fast.
Especially when the original owner of the body was a child, he had received some breathing and breathing exercises. At this time, he started Zhoutian Gong again, and Xu Xian even felt that it was not difficult.
"The Qi sinks into the Dantian, and transport a breath of true qi in the body along the established route...this is it?"
Xu Xian quickly completed the first step of his practice, and then he discovered that the so-called Zhoutian Gong ended here.
The thick book at the back of the booklet talks about how to transport true qi faster, better and more meticulously, and there is no way to practice the next step.
If you are an idle person who doesn’t care about time, it is actually enough to just learn this first piece of paper, and the latter is just a way to improve it.
It’s like a math class. At the beginning of the class, the teacher explained the principles and applications of formulas. There were exercises afterwards. It was good to learn it, but it would be better if you didn’t learn it.
No wonder Xu Changlie threw it to him casually, not stingy at all...
Song Peiyuan couldn't help but cough and said, "After all, Zhou Tiangong is just a foundation... When you practice to the level of true qi overflowing, you can worship the mountain gate. You may be able to learn the follow-up at that time."
"So Is there any follow-up to Zhou Tiangong?"
“…I think there is one.”
Seeing Song Peiyuan sweating continuously, Xu Xian stopped making things difficult for him and went back to his room to practice.
Internal skills are different from external skills. As long as you can get started, you don’t need to keep an eye on it all the time after that.
Because I can't see anything, even if I practice it incorrectly, it takes a period of time to accumulate to see the clues, so neither Song Peiyuan nor Xu Changlie were very anxious.
Every time Zhoutian Gong is transported, it can only produce a strand of true qi as thin as a frizzle. It takes a normal person ten days and half a month to form a true qi, and some results of practicing qi can be seen.
According to their ideas, it is time to test the results after a decade, so of course there is no need to keep an eye on them.
If Xu Xian makes a mistake in practicing martial arts, he will give advice and transform the true qi he had practiced in the wrong way, that is, the martial artists in the world practice this way.
Oh, there are exceptions, such as Xu Xian, the elder sister whom he had never met before, is said to have never made any mistakes in his practice since childhood.
Even before she left home, she had the intention to improve the practice of the Xu family's Zhou Tiangong. On the last page of the booklet, Xu Wenjing's name was signed below.
She was thirteen years old that year.
Xu Xian finished reading the booklet, and of course he also saw the name Xu Wenjing, and there was even a date for the manuscript to be left behind.
So he took a deep breath and opened his information panel.
Chapter completed!