Chapter 8 The heart grows stronger and determined to become a first-level Qi cultivator
"Xiaoyu, look, we have all apologized, why don't you let us go?" Hong Guoqiang said with a grimace.
What is this? He obviously came to avenge his son, but instead he was beaten violently.
"Get out of here. If anyone dares to come to my house to cause trouble in the future, they won't be as easy to talk to today."
Hong Yu kicked the village chief Hong Guoqiang to the ground.
Hong Guoqiang got up from the ground and quickly left Hong Yu's house with everyone.
"Village Chief, are you okay?"
After walking far away, some villagers expressed concern.
"I've been slapped dozens of times, will I be okay?"
Hong Guoqiang said angrily: "I think you are all trash. There are more than twenty people, and you are all in charge. You can't even deal with a little brat."
"Village Chief, you can't blame us for this. You've seen it too. The main reason is that the little brat is too fierce." The villager said.
The rest of the people nodded: "Yes, village chief, that boy is so strong, I feel like my bones have been broken by a hammer."
"Okay, stop talking." Hong Guoqiang scolded.
His face turned cold, and he added: "Today's matter must not be left alone."
"Village chief, what do you want to do?" a villager asked.
Hong Guoqiang took out his mobile phone and made a call.
"Boss Chen, do you still have that kind of medicine?"
"Village Chief Hong, of course, which girl are you trying to drug?"
"Don't worry about this. I'll go to town to get medicine from you tomorrow."
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Hong Yu's side.
Father Hong Changshou asked very curiously: "Xiaoyu, where did you learn that Kung Fu you just did?"
"Yes, brother, you were so awesome just now. Didn't you see that the village chief and his relatives were so frightened?"
Hong Xiaoya chuckled, and the grievance in her heart about being wronged disappeared as those people were severely punished by her brother.
Hong Yu scratched his head and smiled awkwardly. It was difficult to say that it was because of the inheritance of immortal medicine, so he lied casually: "There is a martial arts club in the university. I joined it and learned a few fighting skills."
"So that's it." Hong Changshou nodded doubtfully.
"It turns out there is such a club in the university. I will also be admitted to university in the future."
Hong Xiaoya secretly made up her mind and was full of yearning for college life.
"Yes, my Xiaoya will also go to university in the future, and it will be a key university."
Hong Yu smiled, rubbed his sister's little head, and said:
"Anyway, dad's illness has improved. You can go back to school tomorrow. Brother will send you to school personally. You can't delay your homework."
Hong Changshou nodded in agreement: "Xiaoya, your brother is right. My health is much better now and I can take care of myself by myself. I will ask your brother to take you back to school tomorrow."
Although Hong Xiaoya was reluctant to give up, she saw that her father's condition had indeed improved a lot, and since she still had her brother to take care of her, her studies were the most important, so she nodded in agreement.
"Okay, Dad, Xiaoya, it's so late, you should go to bed early."
"Xiaoyu, you should go to bed early and get up early tomorrow to send Xiaoya to school."
"Um……"
Afterwards, the family of three went back to their rooms to rest.
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Hong Yu lay on his bed, tossing and turning, but couldn't fall asleep.
The inheritance of immortal medicine is really too unbelievable.
After all, he is a college student, an atheist, and has always believed in science.
But now, he suddenly discovered that there was a power beyond science in the world.
Moreover, this power actually came to him.
However, he knew in his heart that this was his own adventure.
No matter what, you must grasp it well and make yourself stronger and stronger.
In this way, we can protect our family and let our father and sister live a happy life.
Just like tonight, if I couldn't fight it myself.
My family may be bullied by the village chief Hong Guoqiang.
Therefore, you must become stronger.
Thinking of this, he had no intention of continuing to sleep, so he got up and meditated on the bed.
What I practice is the "Wuji Heart Sutra", the highest mental method of the "Wuji Immortal Sect".
There are nine levels in the "Wuji Heart Sutra". Each time you break through a level, your strength will improve by leaps and bounds.
As the practice time went by, Hong Yu found that there was more and more true energy in his Dantian.
Just before dawn, there was a sudden loud "bang" sound in my body.
Breakthrough.
He went from being an ordinary person to a real Qi practitioner.
Now it's the first level of Qi Refiner.
"call!"
Hong Yu exhaled a breath of thick air and felt his whole body full of energy.
The energy in Dantian has more than doubled than at the beginning.
The meridians in the body have also been slightly broadened, and the bones have become harder.
Even his body and mind have become more confident than before.
"Is this what it looks like when you become stronger?"
"awesome."
Hong Yu smiled and became more determined to become stronger.
Stopping practicing, Hong Yu got up and started practicing boxing in the room.
Yesterday, he found that he could only rely on brute force to deal with the enemy and wave his arms randomly.
If you meet a master, you will definitely suffer a loss.
Therefore, one must practice a set of martial arts skills to prepare for emergencies.
The boxing technique he practices is called "Ice Fist", which is also the highest level martial art in the "Wuji Immortal Sect".
It is said that after practicing to the highest level, one punch can freeze thousands of miles.
Hong Yu felt a bit bragging.
One punch can freeze thousands of miles, what kind of power is this?
After practicing boxing for an hour, the sky was bright.
The sun is shining high.
Hong Yu walked out of the room, and his father and sister got up.
My younger sister is very sensible and is cooking noodles in a simple kitchen built with cement bricks on the east side of the yard.
Father sat in the yard and breathed fresh air.
After seeing Hong Yu come out, he said: "Xiaoyu, get up, I'm about to call you."
Hong Yu took a look at his father's physical condition and found that it was much better than before, but the problem of mitral stenosis in his heart had not been completely resolved.
"Dad, is your heart feeling better?" Hong Yu said, taking a stool and sitting opposite his father.
Hong Changshou laughed and said: "Although I am still a little uncomfortable, it is much better than before. Maybe God is not willing to let me die."
"I was just thinking about letting you go back to school, but don't delay your studies because of my illness."
Hong Yu said: "Dad, I'm a senior and I don't have any classes anyway, and the teacher and I asked for leave, so it won't be a problem."
"Besides, your health is the most important thing. I've learned some massage techniques, so why don't I rub your chest."
"Hi... no need..."
As soon as Hong Changshou waved his hand, Hong Yu's hand touched his chest.
Don't give him a chance to refuse at all.
"You kid..." Hong Changshou shook his head and smiled, and did not refuse again.
This is the filial piety of a son.
"Huh? It seems really comfortable."
After pressing for a while, Hong Changshou frowned and said happily: "Xiaoyu, where did you learn this massage technique? It's not bad."
Hong Yu smiled and said: "There is a Chinese medicine club in the school. I have visited it, so I learned a few massage techniques."
Hong Changshou believed it: "It seems that going to university is a good thing. You can learn everything."
"Dad, brother, the noodles are cooked. Come and eat the noodles."
After a while, Hong Xiaoya came out of the kitchen with a smile on her face.
Last night, she slept soundly.
Dad's illness has improved a lot, and my brother has picked wild ginseng again.
After selling the money, I can take my dad to a big hospital for surgery.
In this way, the family can be together safely again.
"Okay, let's eat noodles."
Hong Yu happily removed his hand from his father's chest.
After practicing last night, his strength increased greatly. He had just used his true energy to completely cure his father's illness, and there was no need for another treatment.