Chapter 315: Practicing martial arts means being reckless
Xu Fu clapped his hands vigorously to get the distracted disciple to focus.
"What are you all staring at?"
"You train yourselves. Wang Shanlu is born with divine power. You can only make up for your weakness with diligence."
Xu Fu was usually a strict teacher, and his words were quite effective in intimidating him, and he quickly calmed down the disciples.
Zhao Liangxin also pointed out the actions of his junior brothers, of course Ren Qing was not among them.
Ren Qing felt more like he had changed places and continued to practice boxing, while Xu Fu gave up the plan of teaching him martial arts after only spending a few breaths.
That's fine too.
How can these superficial external skills be compared to the thousand-year-old foundation of Wuwei Taoism?
You must know that even the Prison Guards Hall has abridged the Tiandao Introductory Method and placed it openly in the martial arts building of the Yamen.
Ren Qing practiced boxing for more than half an hour, and then pretended to take a rest.
In fact, he is absorbing the Youyuan in the jade pendant, and the insect body has basically been transformed, and he plans to reach the foundation building stage as soon as possible to extend his life.
It's a pity that the Nether Celestial Insect Technique requires a lot of lifespan to advance, otherwise it would be easiest to cheat directly, so it's worth it.
When Ren Qing practiced until three o'clock in the morning, the chef of Qingfeng Pavilion brought the food.
Food is packed in large wooden barrels. In addition to the fine rice unique to Wei'an Town, you can also see very rare meat.
Xu Tu and the other children swallowed. Qingfeng Pavilion does not have meat every day.
They couldn't wait to surround the cook, and the other disciples also came after smelling the fragrance, and soon there were three levels inside and three outside.
However, when Ren Qing came up, they spontaneously moved out of the way.
Seeing this, Ren Qing filled some food and left the crowd, staying under the shade of a tree. He put a large bowl of food into his stomach in just a few mouthfuls.
Even though he is currently in a stable growth period, his nutritional needs are still very high, and ordinary meals are too difficult to fill his stomach.
Ren Qing stood up and continued to serve the rice, which was supposed to be unlimited.
Then, under the incredulous gaze of everyone, he ate six or seven kilograms of food, but his abdomen still looked very flat.
The cook was a little embarrassed when he saw this, so he quickly went to the kitchen to continue steaming rice.
Xu Tu's face was full of envy. If he had such an appetite, he could eat enough food for the whole day at noon every day, and he would have a lot of money left.
Zhao Liangxin felt deeply frustrated, looking at Ren Qing's back he felt like he was facing a mountain.
What shocked them the most was that Ren Qing then immediately moved a hundred kilograms of stone blocks to sit up in a horse stance.
Ren Qing's legs were as stable as a rock. He thought of simply training his body and absorbing You Yuan at the same time, without missing a beat.
The slightly cool Youyuan spreads throughout the body and is slowly absorbed by the muscles and bones.
Invisibly, Ren Qing's physique was contaminated with some of Youyuan's characteristics, which in the long run would definitely irritate the worm roots in his spine.
In this way, it is equivalent to creating a virtuous cycle.
However, there are hidden dangers. Cancer has spread throughout the body along with the blood, and there is currently no good way to suppress it.
Ren Qing felt that if things continued like this, cancer would inevitably break out suddenly.
We can only hope for physical strength.
Ren Qing spent the whole day intermittently polishing his body in the martial arts training ground. Seeing that it was getting late, the disciples also left the Qingfeng Pavilion one after another.
As soon as they walked out of the door, they couldn't help but start discussing Ren Qing himself, their words full of uncontrollable excitement.
Ren Qing looked a little helpless when he saw this. It should be spread in a few days.
However, after he used the giant disease to create a separate soul, it was obviously unrealistic to keep a low profile, and it would only become more conspicuous in the future.
Ren Qinggang was about to return home when he was suddenly stopped quietly by Xu Fu.
Xu Fu blushed and opened his mouth. He looked at Ren Qing, who was a head taller than him, and did not shamelessly address him as a disciple.
"Mountain road, put this book away, read it and practice in your free time."
Xu Fu knew that Ren Qing seemed to be lacking in intelligence, but in fact there was no problem with simple communication, so he gave the latter the book.
Then he didn't stay long and sent Ren Qing to the entrance of the martial arts academy.
Ren Qing walked quickly towards his residence. Even though he walked through a secluded alley, he still aroused the surprised eyes of nearby residents.
As soon as he arrived home, Wang Ling had already prepared dinner.
The two of them didn't exchange a word, but the atmosphere seemed very harmonious, without any harshness at all, as if they were biological siblings.
Ren Qing's dinner was definitely not enough, so he ate some of the dried meat he had brought with him, and then took out the secret book from his arms.
The books record the breathing method of Qingfeng Pavilion, which is not very profound at all. Even the disciples who have just started have mastered it.
However, Xu Fu considered that Ren Qing might not be able to read, and the entire book was composed of pictures, which made it even more awkward and difficult to understand.
Ren Qing read it several times, feeling that Xu Fu used books to lay a foundation for him, and then taught him in his free time.
Ren Qing called up the information flow to check, and found that he could master it without longevity.
He secretly confirmed it without hesitation, but he only felt a warm current rushing into his lungs, and then there was no movement, almost no change.
Ren Qing found that if he was promoted again, he would not have to spend his lifespan. Only when he reached the third level of the Qingfeng Breathing Technique did it cost him one day of lifespan.
His throat was slightly itchy, and he couldn't help but groan a few times, and then spit out blood-streaked saliva, which made him feel better.
But Ren Qing didn't feel how useful the breathing method was, and it only made his mouth and nose clearer.
He did not choose to continue to be promoted, but closed his eyes and fell into meditation, allowing his body to be in a relaxed state so that he could grow and develop better.
Stayed up all night.
Ren Qing went to Qingfeng Pavilion early in the morning and gave Xu Fu another blow in the head.
Xu Fu saw that Ren Qing was breathing steadily, and he had obviously mastered the subtleties of breathing techniques, even surpassing most of his disciples in a short period of time.
He shook his head with a wry smile, and then devoted his resources to the other party without any reservation.
Xu Fu felt that if he didn't put in some effort, it wouldn't be long before Wang Shanlu would no longer need to use clumsy methods to polish his body.
When the other disciples of the Qingfeng Pavilion arrived, they saw Ren Qing wearing heavy iron armor, with an iron chain connecting a hundred kilogram stone ball tied around his waist.
Ren Qing walked quickly around the martial arts training ground, sweat flowing down his legs and onto the ground.
Every two laps, a servant from the martial arts hall would give him medicinal tea.
All the disciples were confused. After not seeing each other all night, they felt that Wang Shanlu's status was as close as that of Xu Fu, who didn't even have this kind of battle in his martial arts practice.
But in the face of Ren Qing's animal-like terrifying strength, not even Zhao Liangxin dared to say anything, and even sneered and handed Ren Qing a cup of tea. It can be said that "Big Brother" is in name only.
Under such circumstances, the enthusiasm for martial arts training in Qingfeng Hall has never been higher.
More than ten days passed quickly.
Ren Qing's height has finally reached the level of Confucius, his muscles have increased in size again, and he walks like a mountain god.
The cultivation of the Nether Sky Insect Technique has also reached the middle stage of Qi refining, and the transformation of the insect body has been completed, which is mainly reflected in the bone density.
Because of Ren Qing's relationship, the disciples of the Martial Arts Academy are very tough when going out.
Later, after Zhao Liangxin intentionally or unintentionally called him Senior Brother Ren Qing, the names of the other disciples also naturally changed.
Even when Xu Fu faces Ren Qing, who needs to look up to him, his tone will be a bit weaker.
Ren Qing also spent more than ten days of life to improve the Qingfeng Breathing Technique to the ninth level of perfection, but the effect was extremely useless.
He was coughing for a long time and his lungs were slightly swollen.
In the end, it's just an increase in lung capacity.
On the contrary, weight-bearing is very suitable for Ren Qing at present. Various diseases in the body are constantly acting on the body under the stimulation of external forces.
The sound of Ren Qing practicing martial arts became louder and louder. Even through the courtyard wall of Qingfeng Pavilion, passers-by could still clearly hear the sounds coming from inside.
Xu Sanliang passed by Qingfeng Pavilion and remembered that he had no time to pay attention to Wangshan Road these days.
After all, he had to keep running around inside and outside the town to find the survivors left in the still-dead town, but unfortunately he didn't get many clues.
Xu Sanliang looked at the door of the martial arts academy and hesitated for a few moments before going in.
But then he discovered that a dozen warriors in gray clothes were walking quickly towards the Qingfeng Pavilion, all of them were disciples of the Black Stone Pavilion.
"Kicking the gym?"
Xu Sanliang's eyes narrowed, thinking that Wangshan Road might be involved, he immediately changed direction, climbed over the wall and stepped into the courtyard.
He was not worried about Wang Shanlu's safety, but he was mainly worried that the latter would not be able to control himself and cause death or injury to the Black Stone Pavilion's disciples.
It would be bad if it attracts the attention of physical martial arts cultivators.
Although the monks have become independent from the martial arts academy after mastering physical martial arts, the number of monks behind the Black Stone Academy far exceeds that of the Qingfeng Academy.
Ruan Gang, the leading disciple of the Black Stone Pavilion, has a strong body that is half a head taller than the surrounding disciples, and his palms are covered with thick calluses.
In the past few days, he heard that a disciple with natural divine power had emerged from the Qingfeng Pavilion, so he thought of coming to see him and learn from each other.
Ruan Gang came to the door of Qingfeng Pavilion, and the handyman opened the door simply.
He hesitated for a moment, only to hear a deafening crash in the courtyard, and even the ground shook slightly.
"Senior brother, what's going on..."
Ruan Gang quickly reached out his hand to stop the words of the junior disciples, and then walked slowly towards the martial arts training ground.
A scene that made his pupils dilate came into view.
The stone ball that only the master could barely move seemed to be nothing in Ren Qing's hands, and the disciples around him were not surprised.
Zhao Liangxin received the reminder from the handyman, and quickly came to Ren Qing's side and said: "Brother, someone is here to try his skills."
Ren Qing remained silent, casually throwing the stone ball outside the martial arts training ground, and then forcefully tore open the iron chain binding his waist.
The iron chain is like a twist, easily split into two halves.
When he looked towards the door again, Ruan Gang and others had disappeared.
Ruan Gang is not a fool. He can clearly see that Ren Qing is extraordinary. Any technique is meaningless in the face of absolute power.
That is, only a few senior brothers who practice physical martial arts in the Black Stone Hall can reach this level.
Ren Qing didn't care. The heavy pupils on his forehead swept around him inadvertently, and he could feel that Xu Sanliang was secretly observing him.
If nothing else, Xu Fu should let him get into physical martial arts.
Although Ren Qing is more curious about the effects of immortality than physical martial arts, in essence, only by increasing his strength can he know more secrets.
