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In Jiang's Villa, it belongs to the courtyard of Jiang Zheng's family.

"Mother, brother, he hasn't come back yet, it's almost lunch. The little girl asked, shaking her head.

"Your brother is in Zhushan all day long, and he usually doesn't come back at noon, you can take your Uncle Teng to ask your brother!" Qin Wei had a smile on her face.

In the past few years, although she feels sorry for her son's efforts, she is still very satisfied with her son.

In the past few years, Jiang Han's reputation as a genius in the Jiang Clan Villa has been recognized, and he has even been deified.

The entire villa recognized Jiang Han as the top ten martial artists, second only to those martial artists, and Jiang Han was only eleven years old.

Most of the Zhuang men of the same age who have the talent for cultivation have not yet condensed the martial arts.

Even the most outstanding 'Jiang Zhan Hu' and 'Jiang Shan Hai Ling' of this generation have just become samurai.

...

In the bamboo forest.

Bamboo leaves fall to the ground.

A young man dressed in white was standing on the flat ground next to the woods, he was about a man tall, but his eyes were extremely sharp, and there was an aura of palpitations between the steps of the clouds, which was the power of a sword master.

"Brother, go back to dinner. ”

A young girl's voice came from a distance.

"Light rain. Jiang Han smiled, shook his hand and shot the war knife into the boulder next to him like lightning, causing the boulder to tremble violently, and a large number of cracks and lines appeared.

My sister Jiang Yu is almost four years old, and like myself, my sister has been very smart since she was a child.

"Brother, when I went back to eat, my mother made a lot of delicious food. Jiang Yu said excitedly.

"Go back and eat. Jiang Han smiled: "It's not good to wait until it's cold." ”

"Brother, you always stay in Zhushan, do you just want to play?" the little girl muttered in a low voice, "I still want you to take me to play outside the mountain." ”

Jiang Han smiled, although his sister was still young, she was very lively and active.

"Brother Teng, I'll bring Xiaoyu back later. Jiang Han smiled at the tall man who had been silent behind him: "Tell my mother that I will practice boxing in Zhushan in the afternoon and go back in the evening." ”

As he spoke, Jiang Han had already turned around and walked into the woods, taking off his white robe, and the muscle lines under his seemingly ordinary body were extremely obvious.

After years of practice, his body is staggeringly strong.

Afterwards, Jiang Han stepped on the leaves and practiced the "Heavenly Scar Fist Technique" in the forest, and at the same time, in his sea of divine soul consciousness, there were also faint nine phantoms rushing wantonly.

The leaves fell on his arm, and with each punch, Jiang Han had a certain mysterious momentum, as if he was naturally integrated with this piece of heaven and earth.

"Okay, I'll take Miss Yu back later. Jiangshan Wang Tengdao, in his heart was secretly frightened, the sixth son's boxing skills are getting stronger and stronger, he can still fight against Jiang Han in the first two years, and then only Jiang Zheng can fight Jiang Han.

"Stinky brother, I'll go back by myself. Xiaoyu grimaced at Jiang Han and ran down the mountain by herself.

Jiang Han smiled when he heard his sister's voice, and then continued to practice the nine-style boxing technique in the woods, although it seemed to be careless, but the strength in his body flowed like flowing water.

A year ago, his boxing skills had reached the point where his father said that 'man and power are combined'.

It's just that although his mastery of the body and the sword technique is extremely exquisite, his mastery of the strength of the whole body is still not enough, and there is still a little gap from the subtlety of what his father said.

Only by controlling the strength of the body as one, can the sword be like an arm, and only then can it be regarded as reaching the real subtle realm.

This year, he has been practicing boxing and swordsmanship, trying his best to reach the subtle realm, but he always feels a little bit closer, but Jiang Han also faintly touched the threshold, that kind of free retraction, that kind of absolute control over the body.

Five years of boxing, five years of knife training.

Perennial months, alone, he persevered for five whole years, without giving up even a day, even in the cold winter months, he would wear a thin shirt and go up the mountain to practice.

Five years of cultivation is worth ten years of work for ordinary people.

Jiang Han looked up at the chaotic bamboo forest, and kicked out a few consecutive kicks like lightning, kicking on the surrounding green bamboo.

Waiting until the bamboo leaves fell one after another, Jiang Han casually used the knife technique, only to see a war knife almost turned into one with Jiang Han, the war knife galloped like a horse, as fast as lightning, the knife light was vertical and horizontal, and instantly covered itself within three meters, and after a while, all the bamboo leaves fell to the ground, and each narrow leaf was cut in half by volley from the middle, not the slightest difference.

According to his father Jiang Zheng's estimate, he will touch the threshold of martial arts at the age of about seven, and he will reach the peak of martial arts at the age of twelve.

However, the true qi in his body has always been very weak, and even after five years of penance, he can barely be regarded as the peak of a warrior, and he is still far from a martial artist.

Although grandfather Jiang Yangshan was a little worried, his father Jiang Zheng told Jiang Han not to think too much about it, just continue to practice.

The role of the True Qigong Method... It is to absorb the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi from the outside world to strengthen the body, so that the body evolves to become more powerful, and when the body is strong to a certain extent, it will be like a carrier, turning the excess Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi into true qi.

The stronger the body evolves, the more true qi it can carry, and the higher the cultivation will naturally be.

Jiang Han's physical body, which has absorbed a large amount of demon beast essence blood all year round, as well as medicinal bath baptism, coupled with his continuous absorption of the evolution of heaven and earth vitality, has reached an extremely amazing level, and it is still improving... However, a large amount of Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi was devoured and absorbed, and there was basically nothing left in his body, so the True Qi in his body was very weak and almost negligible relative to the strength of his physical body.

"What is the purple blood that I devoured in the first place? Is my body special because of that drop of purple blood?"

"My current strength is estimated to have 10,000 catties of power, and the peak of ordinary martial artists can't withstand my sword. Jiang Han pondered: "However, my physical body is still evolving and powerful. ”

"Forget it, as long as the physical strength can continue to improve, don't think too much. Jiang Han turned to think about another question: "Although my father said that 'boxing practice is subtle ten thousand times', but it's been a year, and I still haven't really felt that kind of subtle artistic conception." ”

"It's not a way to practice so hard. Jiang Han put away his sword: "It is said that 'read thousands of books, travel thousands of miles', if you want to be truly complete, I am afraid you still have to go out for a walk and fight with demon beasts." ”

Between life and death, there is great terror.

But between life and death, there is also a big understanding.

...

Twilight falls.

In Jiang's Villa, the smoke curls up, and it's time for dinner.

"Father, mother, I'm back!" Jiang Han put down the war knife in his hand and slowly walked into his courtyard.

Jiang Zheng, the father who was in the house, smiled slightly: "Han'er, I'm just one of you, today your mother made your favorite pig's head meat." ”

Jiang Han strode into the hall, at this time Jiang Zheng, Qin Wei and his sister Jiang Yu were already sitting at the dining table, and there was also an extremely sumptuous meal on the table, but they had not moved the dishes and chopsticks, obviously waiting for Jiang Han to come back.

"Mother, you can eat early, you don't have to wait for me. Jiang Han sat up and touched Xiaoyu's head: "Look, my sister is hungry." ”

"I'm not hungry, I'm going to wait for my brother to come back and eat. Xiaoyu opened her mouth immaturely.

"Hahaha. ”

The whole family laughed.

Jiang Han felt very warm in his heart, and said, "Father, mother, let's start eating." ”

After dinner, my sister was taken by the maid to play.

In the study.

"Father, I want to join the Guards and go to the northbound mountains. Jiang Han looked at his father Jiang Zheng who was standing by the window, and his mother was sitting aside.