Summer and winter are coming,
Two years of happy childhood passed in a blink of an eye.
Now Zhang Chulan is three years old. Not only is she much taller than her age, but she has finally reached the Qi training requirements her grandfather said.
Of course, he has not made any progress in the past two years.
The unscrupulous father's knee and the black tiger's heart were ripped out, causing his skin to evolve from copper skin and iron bones to "steel skin".
Now, even without refining Qi, he can still withstand most attacks with his pure physical defense.
What's more, the biggest feature of Steel Skin is its important recovery, which is comparable to the terrifying level of hell.
While playing house cooking with Xia He, he developed his "cooking skills". As various mud dishes were put on the table, his cooking skills improved on their own.
During the Chinese New Year, he sets off fireworks and sticks to other people's firewood piles. The system rolls out the title of "Arsonist Master". As long as he wears the title, he is the brightest arsonist in the village!
There are also people who went into the river to catch fish and almost drowned. Not to mention "swimming", their lungs have evolved to adjust automatically and they can hold their breath in the water for up to an hour.
There are so many more.
Nowadays, even he himself doesn't know how many skills and titles he has.
thump--
Zhang Chulan suddenly jumped into the river.
As usual, Zhang Chulan tried his best to improve his daily skills.
Throwing the carp just caught from the ditch to Xia He who was waiting on the shore.
"Xia He, continue!"
[Your fishing skills, I feel that your fishing speed is too slow, study hard on fishing skills, and finally upgrade yourself to the "master level"! 】
Zhang Chulan, who had long been accustomed to this, automatically blocked the message.
But should I say it, this master-level technique is really easy to use.
As he kept thrusting his hands in and out of the ditch, a steady stream of fish was thrown ashore by him.
"Enough, enough!"
"Chu Lan, there are enough fish!"
"We'd better leave quickly! Otherwise it will be bad when godfather comes!"
Xia He, who was holding his trousers and holding a fish basket, was in a hurry and reminded loudly.
Now, Xia He is eight years old, although she is still a little girl without a bear.
But she has already begun to take shape as a beauty, with bright eyes and white teeth, and she stands tall and graceful.
Especially the long pale pink hair arouses Zhang Chulan's love.
"Haha, it's okay! If there are any more, give them to Huzi and the others!"
Zhang Chulan looked up at Xia He who was in a hurry and laughed happily.
"You bastard, how many times have I told you not to go into the river? Do you think I am farting?"
"See if I don't beat you to death today!"
Just as the two were having a great time, a black shadow suddenly rushed out from the depths of the forest and rushed towards Zhang Chulan, who was still catching fish by the river.
Zhang Chulan threw her hands at Zhang Yude and then ran ashore with her shorts in hand.
"Xia He, run quickly!!"
"Fish, we haven't finished picking up the fish yet!"
"What a waste! Your godfather is no longer a father!"
Zhang Chulan shouted while running.
Suddenly, Zhang Chulan noticed a familiar rickety figure on the path ahead.
His eyes lit up and he immediately howled at the top of his lungs:
"Grandpa, help me! Your son hit me again!"
Zhang Xilin, who had just returned from an outing, stopped when he heard his grandson calling.
Looking back, I saw that Zhang Chulan was covered in mud and water, and she didn't know what was going on.
But if you know it, you know it!
Beat his grandson?
Not even my own son!
"Chu Lan, grandpa will avenge you!"
As he said that, the old man pulled Zhang Chulan behind him, and towards Zhang Yude who was flying towards him, he transformed into a golden light...
"Dad, wait..."
"Bang!"
Before Zhang Yude could finish his words, the old man was hit in the abdomen by the golden light, and he flew upside down and fell into the rice field nearby.
But soon, he got up and said angrily:
"Old man, you are sick! Your grandson went to the river to fish, why did you hit me?"
"I just want to hit you! Can't I?"
"Okay...you are the father, you are right!"
Dad is unreasonable, what else can he say.
Zhang Yude, who was extremely depressed, could only turn back and glare at the panting Xia He.
"Why don't you take the fish back to your godmother!"
"concave!"
Xia He shrank his neck, flattened his mouth and was about to leave.
But unexpectedly, Zhang Xilin stopped her and threw the fish basket in her hand to Zhang Yude:
"Go back and cook!"
"I'll take the little guy for a walk in the back mountains!"
"no……"
Carrying the fish basket, Zhang Yude's face was full of resentment.
However, after seeing the old man's unkind expression, he could only swallow his anger, carry the fish basket and go home dejectedly.
…
back mountain,
Zhang Xilin's face lacked the usual kindness, and he looked at the two young ladies solemnly:
"Chu Lan, although you haven't mentioned it in the past two years, grandpa knows that you have always been eager to practice."
"It's just that you have to know that this journey of cultivation is not as smooth as you think!"
"The alien world is not as beautiful as you think!"
“Once you practice Qi, you may encounter greater dangers and even die.
Are you still willing to continue like this? "
A trace of worry flashed in his eyes, wondering whether he was right or wrong in teaching his grandson to practice Qi.
But as a son of the Zhang family, if he cannot protect himself, he will definitely suffer a lot in the future.
"I do!
Zhang Chulan has been waiting for this moment, and of course he will not back down.
Zhang Xilin asked: "Why?"
"I don't want to hide!" Zhang Chulan did not explain any more.
However, this simplest answer shocked Zhang Xilin.
He didn't expect that his grandson would have such thoughts at such a young age.
Zhang Xilin did not continue to ask, but turned his attention to Xia He. The latter did not wait for him to ask questions and said crisply and decisively:
"You picked me up!"
"You are my family, I want to protect my family, I want to protect Chu Lan!"
The two young men's firm gazes greatly surprised Zhang Xilin, but he was also very pleased at the same time.
"good!"
"In this case, grandpa will teach you the most basic static skills today!!"
Jing Gong is a Taoist practice method.
It is also a necessary lesson for Taoist priests in Longhu Mountain.
Only when the meditation reaches a certain level can the mind be free of thoughts and the state of mind be pure.
Only when the breath is peaceful can people perceive the existence of Qi.
Following Zhang Xilin's teaching, Xia He slowly closed his eyes and gradually became calmer.
Upon seeing this, Zhang Xilin nodded with satisfaction.
However, when he saw Zhang Chulan, the satisfaction on his face instantly froze.
I saw Zhang Chulan's two big eyes staring blankly, as if...
Like a fool!
What is this kid doing?
Don't understand?
Think about it, after all, he is only a three-year-old child.
No matter how mature your mind is, you may not be able to understand these things.
It seems that we need to take our time!
However, Zhang Xilin didn't know that a prompt sounded in Zhang Chulan's head at this moment.
[It has been detected that your grandfather taught you the method of practicing Qi. The system is afraid that the host will be exhausted and his brain will be exhausted, so he will directly understand the static technique. 】
【Ding! You have successfully learned meditation and successfully sensed Qi. 】
[The newly born Qi in your body feels that it is too weak, and I am afraid that you will dislike it, so I have worked hard to cultivate. After unremitting efforts, the Qi has increased for five years and successfully entered the stage of external release. 】
"Chu Lan, why don't you understand?"
The grandfather and grandson looked at each other for a long time. Zhang Xilin felt that it was not a problem to continue like this, so he simply asked.
"Grandpa, it's not that I don't understand!"
"I don't understand at all!"
Well--
Zhang Xilin was immediately speechless.
I won’t be punished all of a sudden!
Especially after noticing Xia He who was completely distracted, I felt even more uncomfortable.
My own grandson...
He's not a loser, is he?
Thinking of this, he asked unwillingly:
"Don't you have any feelings?"
