"Uncle Qin, are you feeling better?"
After a few people chatted for a while, Li Zexuan suddenly asked.
Although from another perspective, Qin Qiong could be considered half of his father-in-law, Li Zexuan still felt uncomfortable with calling him "Uncle Qin", so he insisted on calling him "Uncle Qin".
Qin Qiong's face was startled, and she said with a smile: "Yeah~! It's much better! Although it's not the same as before, but now I can dance the golden mace for at least half an hour! Haha~! This is all thanks to Xiaoxuan's medicinal wine and the blood-stealing sequel. The art of fate! Otherwise, with my body and bones, I can only survive for two or three years!"
"Bah~! The children are here, and you are still talking nonsense~!"
Mrs. Qin glanced at Qin Qiong angrily, and then complained to Li Zexuan with some dissatisfaction:
"Uncle Qin couldn't rest anymore when he was healthy enough. A while ago he felt that he could wield his golden mace, so he tried it. The test was endless, neither light nor heavy, and he couldn't even breathe. He came up slowly and fainted. Fortunately, the golden mace didn't fall and hit him, otherwise he would have been laughed at by others!"
"Ah~? Is there still such a thing~?"
Li Zexuan's eyes widened and he said in shock.
Qin Qiong blushed in embarrassment and coughed dryly: "Ahem~! Don't listen to your aunt's nonsense. That day was just because I haven't used the golden mace for a long time and I haven't gotten used to it yet! Look, after you get used to it now, isn't it okay? I can play it for half an hour!"
"Hmph~! How old are you? Don't you have any sense of importance? Don't you know how heavy your golden mace is?"
Mrs. Qin did not give any face to her master, and said sarcastically when she heard this.
"Ahem~! Uncle Qin, can you let my nephew see your golden trump card?"
Li Zexuan suddenly said curiously.
In my previous life, I often saw Qin Qiong, the "door god", holding a pair of tile-faced gold maces in New Year pictures. He was majestic and arrogant. Now that I have the opportunity to get close to this legendary figure in person, of course I have to see with my own eyes what the golden maces look like. That’s it!
"Haha~! What's wrong with this~! Huaiyu, take out my father's golden mace~! Oh~! Wait, you don't seem to be able to take it, so you should get it for your father. Xiaoxuan, wait~!"
Seeing that Li Zexuan was interested in his special weapon, Qin Qiong felt happy, laughed, got up and went to another room to get the gold mace.
Within a moment, Qin Qiong came to Li Zexuan with a pair of golden maces in his hand and said, "Here, these are the golden maces that I have been using for more than ten years in the north and south. Xiaoxuan, take it!"
After saying that, he handed the golden mace to Li Zexuan.
Li Zexuan felt his hands suddenly sink. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows in surprise. The golden mace was only about two feet and two inches (about seventy or eighty centimeters) in length. It was estimated that it only weighed twenty or thirty kilograms at most. It looked like it, but after Li Zexuan weighed it, he found that this thing not only weighed twenty or thirty pounds, but also weighed one hundred, twenty, or thirty pounds, right?
(In "The Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties", Qin Qiong's pair of tile-faced gold maces weighed about twenty kilograms, but the official history "Shuo Tang" records that Qin Qiong's gold-plated double cooked copper maces weighed sixty-five kilograms each, totaling one kilogram. One hundred and thirty pounds).
Looking at the inconspicuous but surprisingly heavy weapons in his hands, Li Zexuan couldn't help but feel speechless. Anyone who had just recovered from a serious illness would not be stupid enough to take out such a heavy weapon for "exercise"! This girl is risking her life!
Qin Qiong was really trying his best. Fortunately, he just lost his breath and fainted, but it would have been troublesome if he had reached his waist!
"Haha! Xiaoxuan, what do you think? Is this golden weapon pretty good? It has a lot of enemy leaders' brains on it!"
Qin Qiong saw Li Zexuan looking at Jin Mace in a daze, thinking that the boy was intimidated by the domineering aura emanating from Jin Mace, so he couldn't help but laugh triumphantly.
"Brain~?"
When Li Zexuan heard this, he was so frightened that he almost threw the mace to the ground. Although he killed dozens of people including Fei Snake during the Beimang Mountain rescue, he did not take the mace like Qin Qiong. Knock people on the head for fun! too disgusting!
"Ahem~! Uncle Qin, please forgive me for speaking frankly. You have just recovered a little, and it is really not suitable to use such a heavy weapon. You must know that in everything, too much is never enough, especially in martial arts. My master said at the beginning that martial arts training is actually a way to stimulate the human body. The process of developing potential, but if you ignore the limit of what your body can bear and forcibly increase the burden, not only will your martial arts not improve, but it will actually break your body!"
Li Zexuan thought for a while and said solemnly.
Anyone who is sick has a step-by-step recovery process. For people like Qin Qiong, if they feel that their health is a little better, they will just start the most difficult training method. It is really a bit "suicide"!
Li Zexuan couldn't help but feel lucky. Fortunately, he came here today. Otherwise, if Qin Qiong continued to do this, his body's potential would have been overdrawn, and it would be difficult to recuperate in the future.
"Oh~? Is there such a thing? Why haven't I heard of it?"
Qin Qiong said suspiciously.
"Have you never heard that it's you who are ignorant and ignorant, who is better at medicine, you or Xiaoxuan? Xiaoxuan~! According to what you say, will my master not be able to use this golden ace in the future?"
Mrs. Qin was shocked after hearing what Li Zexuan said. She quickly stood up and looked at Li Zexuan and asked. Of course, she inevitably pinched Qin Qiong in the process.
"His~!"
Qin Qiong grinned, unable to speak anymore.
Li Zexuan pretended not to notice their little moves and said seriously: "To tell you auntie, at least Uncle Qin should not use such a heavy weapon until he has fully recovered. Doing so is tantamount to overdrawing his life potential. After Uncle Qin fully recovers, , it’s not too late to use this pair of maces! Now it’s best to use some light weapons to exercise first, so as to facilitate recovery~!”
"Master, did you hear that? I'm going to let you take care of this pair of weapons first. You can practice with a lighter weapon first in the future!"
Mrs. Qin turned her head and glanced at her husband, and then asked the servant to take away the golden mace without any explanation.
Qin Qiong stretched out his hand and said dissatisfiedly: "But I can't get used to changing weapons! It's better not to practice at all~!"
"Then don't practice if you don't want to practice, just take a break!"
Mrs. Qin insisted stubbornly.
"You~!"
Qin Qiong waved her hand angrily, then turned to Li Zexuan and said: "You kid has lost my golden mace! You have to think of a way for me to finally be able to wield a sword and a gun. If you are still idle every day, , I feel like all the bones in my body are getting rusty~!”
Li Zexuan was stunned and speechless. He didn't expect that Qin Qiong still had three parts of Cheng Yaojin's scoundrel nature. Perhaps this was the nature that was revealed when he truly treated him as his nephew!
He tilted his head and thought for a while, then suddenly laughed and said: "Yes~! Uncle Qin, I have a very clever boxing technique here, which is not only good for recuperating the body, but also helps Uncle Qin understand the realm of martial arts~!"
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