"Missary, my dad is happy today. While my dad is not drinking and has a clear mind, this group wants to teach you some useful work first. How about it? Do you want to learn?" the old man said with a smile.
Tang Wenhao was shocked and glanced at Jin Dacai. Jin Dacai hurriedly shouted to him, "Brother, kneel down to the old man quickly. This is to teach you and my Jin family's thousand-year-old skills."
Seeing that Jin Dacai's expression was very serious, Tang Wenhao knew that it would be fake, and a good thing came, so he quickly left his seat, walked to Jin Dacai's father and knelt down on his knees, respectfully bowed a few times, and shouted, "Dad, please give me advice."
"Haha... Not bad, not bad, mistress, get up first! Dad can't even help your elder brother. This is a skill passed down from generation to generation by my Jin family. It is not taught to people with other surnames unless you have no choice. Although your surname is not Jin, you and Dacai are in the same relationship with brothers. Today I will make an exception and teach this skill to you two brothers."
Several beauties looked at the three men in surprise. They all knew that Jin Dacai's efforts all came from this old man over 70 years old.
So, in front of everyone, Mr. Jin Dacai taught Jin Dacai and Tang Wenhao two new acupoints. In the face of everyone, he taught Jin Dacai and Tang Wenhao two new acupoints. The chopsticks point the acupoints and the acupoints in the air. The chopsticks point the acupoints were similar to the ones that Tang Wenhao learned, but there was an extra method of luck, and it was very bizarre to point the acupoints in the air. It mainly used the mind to concentrate the true qi of the whole body on his fingers, and then used the method of breathing. When the true qi was exhaled, it was much more powerful than the acupoints in the chopsticks. Of course, it was also more difficult to learn. It required deep internal strength and an accurate understanding of the human body's veins.
In order to convince Tang Wenhao and Jin Dacai, the old man specially demonstrated it to the two of them, and asked them to make their own goals separately. The two of them truly thought about the feeling of being tapped in the middle of the air. After the old man waved his hand, he could not move immediately, which was very magical.
Jin Dacai's father had no mistakes. Although Tang Wenhao was Jin Dacai's disciple, he was obviously more qualified than Jin Dacai's in martial arts. After the old man taught him, he quickly understood the key points. After repeated several times, he could concentrate all his true energy on his fingers. However, because his internal strength was not too deep, he failed after trying several times. Jin Dacai's internal strength was much deeper, but he could not smoothly concentrate his deep internal strength on his fingertips and attacked him from the air.
The old man said that it would be great if the two of them became one person. His joke made Jin Dacai suddenly realize it. He smiled at Tang Wenhao in a low voice, "Brother, the foundation of internal skills cannot be strengthened in a day or two. After returning, the elder brother can input some of the elder brother's skills. In this way, you can practice it to point the "aps" from the air as soon as possible. Anyway, I am not as good as your brain. I am now able to use this kind of skill to point the "aps" to deal with any crisis."
"Ah? Brother, this is absolutely not possible. I am still young and I will definitely be able to practice it myself. How can I get your decades of skills? Brother is the contribution of my brother today, and I am already very satisfied." Tang Wenhao disagreed without hesitation.
The conversation between the two was heard by the old man of the Jin family who had deep internal strength. He looked at the brothers with deep affection, nodded repeatedly, stroked his long beard, and smiled, "Don't push it around, you brothers, I can give him a few hundred yuan in the mistress's internal strength. I am old, and it's useless to have such deep internal strength. After dinner, the mistress will go home with us. I will make him the only top master in this world who knows how to point "acupoints" in the air except our Jin family."
After lunch, Manni took Ruan Ling, Amei and the others to take a taxi and go back to the Man Group by herself, while Tang Wenhao followed the Jin family back to their villa.
Aying and her mother-in-law went to the living room to watch TV. Tang Wenhao was taken to their training room by the Jin family's father and son. This is the first time Tang Wenhao has seen the inheritance of Chinese folk skills. A basement of more than 20 square meters, with a carpet on the ground. The room was filled with incense and an ancient painting on it. The ancient painting was painted with a middle-aged general wearing iron boots and silver armor and winged feathers. Mr. Jin said that this was the ancestor of their Jin family, and asked Tang Wenhao to follow their father and son to kneel down. Their kneel down is different from the traditional kneel down, and it is very particular. He bows three times and six times, and every time he bows, he shouts, "I don't care, the son, kowtowed to his ancestors."
After performing the kneeling ceremony, Mr. Jin pulled Tang Wenhao aside and asked Jin Dacai to stand aside. He said to Tang Wenhao with a serious expression, "Missary, Dad has something to discuss with you. Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't agree. Dad also knows that your Tang family has also been single-handed for generations, but Dad still wants to tell you."
"Old man, don't you want my brother's surname to be Jin? There is no need to do this. We are making my brother embarrassed." Jin Dacai thought that the old man meant this.
Tang Wenhao also understood this way, so he was a little confused! If the old man asked, he agreed not, because the Tang family did pass on their own for generations, and it was difficult to refuse. Jin Dacai and his son were very kind to him, so he was also very worried.
"Haha... Dacai, is your father like this? According to the rules set by our ancestors, if people with foreign surnames want to learn the skills of our Jin family, especially the "points" I teach you today, some conditions need to be met. In addition to being very close to the Jin family, the person taught must have a successor with his surname Jin within three generations, so as not to be introduced to the foreign surnames. But today's society is different, and my father doesn't want to do this, but I observe the faces of the little three and his qi and blood. Our mistress must have a lot of wives and concubines and children and grandchildren in this life. In this way, he can completely let him have some qualifications and talents with descendants of my Jin family. I am worthy of my ancestors and not embarrass him. What do you think?"
When Tang Wenhao heard this, he seemed too stingy and ungrateful if he didn't agree. He quickly knelt down to the old man and said seriously, "Dad, don't worry, as long as I, Tang Wenhao, have two sons, one must have one surname Jin, and four, two surnames Jin. I will definitely pass on the Jin family's thousand-year skills in my hands."
Seeing Tang Wenhao expressing his opinion like this, the old man was so excited that he burst into tears. He quickly helped Tang Wenhao up and choked up, "Okay, good son, big fortune, you didn't read the wrong person. You found the right inheritor for our Jin family. Dad knew that you had a physical problem, so he carried it to death. He went to Vietnam and brought back Aying, a good wife, and he was pregnant. He married two daughters-in-law and didn't get pregnant. There must be a reason. When you look at your friendship with the mistress, your mother and I knew that there was something happening here. If my dad was not guessing it wrong, the child in Aying's belly should be the mistress, right?"
"Well, Aying's belly is indeed my brother's seed. Dad, I'm sorry! I'm always worried." Jin Dacai is a filial son. When he saw that his father saw the problem but did not point it out, he didn't blame him. He felt even more guilty.
Tang Wenhao hurriedly said, "Dad, don't worry, my sister-in-law's belly is the seed of the Jin family. She will never be named Tang. My elder brother is as kind as a mountain. You are so kind to Wenhao. I will never let down the great kindness of the Jin family in this life."
"Well, okay, mistress, we have confidence in you and feel at ease. Get up! After a while, my dad will input some of his internal strength for decades. Once you go out of this training room, it can be said that in China, there will be no more than ten people who can walk with you for several rounds." The old man said confidently.
"No, Dad, I'd rather not. I'm still young. I have to rely on my own hard work to learn martial arts well. I know that once you give me all your internal skills, your health will definitely be poor. You are so old that you should still retain these deep internal skills. My brother and I will respect you."
"Miss, stop talking, what my dad has decided will never change."
"Dad, why don't you lose my internal strength to my brother? I'm young and okay, but you are so old, I'm afraid your body will not be able to bear it." Jin Dacai said worriedly.
"Don't worry! Dad knows the wealth in his heart, and he won't give it to him. Dad only gives him half of his skills, he will be far better than you, and he will be proud of today's martial arts world."
Tang Wenhao wanted to refuse again, but he couldn't stand the old man's repeated insistence, so he had to accept it.
So, the old man of the Jin family asked Jin Dacai to prepare incense and let Tang Wenhao kneel beside him, kowtowed a few times at Gu Hua. Then, he asked Tang Wenhao to take off all his clothes and be naked, and he took off all his underwear.
The old and the young sat face to face. After the old man adjusted his breathing, he asked Tang Wenhao to face his palms and followed him to recite the breathing formula silently. In less than a few minutes, Tang Wenhao felt sweat on his palms, and then, a stream of scorching air flow was transported from the palms to his body.
Jin Dacai, who was standing beside him, was sweating profusely as his father was sweating due to the continuous input of his brother's body. He felt very distressed. He really wanted to input internal strength to Tang Wenhao for the old man.
To put it short, half an hour later, the old man finally stopped his dedication and sweated profusely. Tang Wenhao was also soaked in sweat. Tang Wenhao opened his handsome eyes and saw that the old man closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing. His spirit was much worse than before. He was extremely ashamed and grateful. He was about to get up and knelt down and kowtow to thank him, but the old man felt it. He gasped and said, "Missary, don't move. Now you can adjust the breath in your body quickly, otherwise you will not be able to stand it later. Do you feel your chest is stuffy now?"
"Yes, dad." Tang Wenhao responded.
"That's right. You have to adjust your breath to a very peaceful and soothing before you can stand up. Otherwise, you will lose some internal strength if you are not careful. The formula for breathing regulation is consistent with the formula I taught you at the beginning. First, sink the breath of the Dantian, then inhale and breathe 6636 Zhoutian."
"Oh." Tang Wenhao heard the old man's words and quickly began to regulate his breathing as he taught him.
More than ten minutes later, Tang Wenhao felt very comfortable after exercising his energy and breathing, and his whole body felt very comfortable, full of energy, and his eyesight was brighter than before. The old man from the Jin family opposite him was obviously much older than before.