"Remember." After hearing this explanation, Zhang Ling was actually a little confused. This way of speaking was similar to the teacher's usual way of speaking. However, for Zhang Ling, it was more of yearning. He pointed at the setting sun with confidence. He said loudly without any doubt, "One day, I will also reach the state of a master."
Zhang Ling felt that it was childish to say such a thing, but he didn't know why he couldn't help but want to say it.
"It's a very good dream. I hope you will think so in the future." Zong Chen Tianyan said with a smile, a glimmer of light flashing in his eyes.
Zhang Ling didn't understand and didn't know whether Zong Chentian was praising him or making fun of him. He didn't pay much attention to it, and said confidently: "Of course, seven days will lead to the Dantian. I am such a genius, and it will not be easy to conquer the martial arts."
"Don't be too arrogant," Zong Chentian scolded, "The reason why you can open up the Dantian so quickly is entirely because we have trained you according to the most appropriate method. Otherwise, you will have to rely on yourself. I don't know how many years it will take before you can open up. .”
Zhang Ling was silent for a while. Zong Chentian thought it was a blow to him. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Zhang Ling sitting upright and said: "Uncle Zong, I know you don't want to tell me about my parents, but I have learned from you for a few days." I guessed a bit from what I said before. You mentioned the capital city, so I guessed that he was from the capital city, and his status was not ordinary. You also said that it would be dangerous where I went, which means he must have offended someone, or There are really amazing people, maybe even quite a few, right?”
"You are very smart," Zong Chentian showed admiration, suddenly stood up, and looked into the distance, "However, if you want to go, you must first understand Luochuan County. With the three-legged cat you are now, you will not be able to meet me when you go out. A bandit can knock you down."
"By the way, I forgot to tell you," Zong Chentian added, "Zhang Jingqian is back."
"Brother is back?" Zhang Ling was so happy when he heard the name.
Zhang Jingqian, in Zhang Ling's memory, is the adopted son adopted by Zhang Ling's parents when he was not yet born, so logically speaking, Zhang Jingqian is Zhang Ling's adopted brother. Compared to Zong Chentian, Zhang Jingqian is completely A completely opposite image. He has a gentle personality and always has an easy-to-get-together smile on his face. When he was a child, he also took good care of him, buying him delicious food and taking him to play, so the two of them have a good relationship. , but Zhang Jingqian always leaves Luochuan County to do medicinal business in other places, which makes it difficult for them to see each other.
Zhang Ling stood up immediately, wishing to jump off the west mountain, but he still held back. He didn't have the lightness to walk on the wind, so he ran down the mountain like crazy.
In the Zongfu, a young man in elegant clothes was sitting on a stone bench in the courtyard, leaning against the stone table. He looked very dignified.
At this time, upon hearing a loud noise, Zhang Ling burst through the door, rushed in front of the man, and shouted breathlessly: "Brother."
This man was Zhang Jingqian. He turned his head and looked at Zhang Ling with a smile: "Xiao Ling, long time no see."
Before Zhang Ling could continue to speak, Zhang Jingqian asked: "I heard Uncle Zong say that you are practicing martial arts?"
Zhang Ling nodded: "Yes."
"Do you want to travel thousands of miles? This is not possible," Zhang Jingqian stood up, a little taller than Zhang Ling, and explained, "There must be a suitable reason for practicing martial arts, either for fame and fortune, or for punishment. To eliminate evil, or simply to become a master, even if the goal is far away and you don’t know where the end point is, at least you won’t lose your way by wandering around, and obviously traveling thousands of miles is not enough.”
Zhang Jingqian frowned and said worriedly: "Xiao Ling, if you just want to go out for a look, I can take you out with me in the future."
I don't know why, every time I hear Zhang Jingqian speak, I always feel happy, but I still shake my head and say, "Brother, I have my own way. I want to walk on my own."
Zhang Jingqian nodded, smiled again, and patted Zhang Ling on the shoulder: "Well, since you want to practice martial arts, I won't stop you. I will teach you personally during this period."
Zhang Ling looked happy: "Brother also knows martial arts?"
Zhang Jingqian nodded and said modestly: "I have achieved some success, but I haven't decided what to teach you yet. After all, you don't have the inner strength yet and can learn less. I will teach you later."
Zhang Ling was so happy that they walked out of the clan mansion side by side, found a restaurant, drank a glass of wine, and chatted happily, almost forgetting the time.
After that, Zong Chentian originally taught Zhang Ling martial arts, but it was changed to Zhang Jingqian. The happiest thing was Zhang Ling, who finally no longer had to look at that coffin face.
Zhang Jingqian, like Zong Chentian, uses internal force to create pressure, allowing Zhang Ling to perform different exercises to promote the opening of Dantian.
Three months later, Zhang Ling had opened up the middle and lower dantian. Judging from the pressure released by Zhang Jingqian, the time and the long-term consumption of internal energy, Zhang Ling's expression remained unchanged, and Zhang Jingqian's internal energy was actually... They were no worse than Zong Chentian, so Zhang Ling judged that the two of them should be in the same realm. However, apart from the two of them, Zhang Ling had never seen anyone who knew martial arts.
From this, Zhang Ling curiously asked his brother: "Brother, what realm are you and Uncle Zong at?"
"They are all in the Nascent Realm," Zhang Jingqian looked at Zhang Ling's slightly disappointed look and shrugged, "What's wrong? I'm very disappointed."
Zhang Ling sighed: "Hey! I thought he was the great master of Guiyuan Realm!"
"Do you really treat the Grand Master as a leek?" Zhang Jingqian comforted, "Looking at the tens of millions of people in the entire Central Plains, there are only a few people who have reached the Guiyuan realm."
Zhang Ling was not discouraged and replied confidently: "It's a rare thing. It's already very powerful, but I still want to give it a try."
Seeing that Zhang Ling was so confident, Zhang Jingqian did not hit him like Zong Chentian did, but encouraged him and patted him on the shoulder: "Since you are so confident, let's officially learn martial arts!"
Zhang Ling became excited when he heard this and jumped up excitedly: "I can finally practice martial arts. Brother, what are you going to teach me?"
"You have never used weapons, and swordsmanship and knife skills require internal strength to exert their power. You are not suitable to learn those now," Zhang Jingqian explained first, "So, I will teach you some martial arts first.
"It's called Zhuozhirou."
Wrap your fingers softly.
As the name suggests, the fingers of the finger are soft and can be wrapped around each other.
What is the meaning of hardness that has been refined a hundred times and turned into softness that wraps around the fingers?
Zhang Jingqian explained: "The finger-twirling technique is originally a sword technique from Qingcheng Mountain. It relies on deep internal force to force the sword blade to bend, making it as gentle and twisty as a flexible belt, erratic, making the sword moves unpredictable and difficult to parry."
"However, what I want to teach you is not swordsmanship. The finger-twirling technique I want to teach you is a technique I created based on this swordsmanship."
As he said this, he asked Zhang Ling to punch him, and then Zhang Ling punched Zhang Jingqian with all his strength.
