Chapter 12: Hungry

And Shi Qing is here, Shi Qing is a little confused, according to the usual plot, seeing his old man being beaten, shouldn't he blame him, after knowing that he is a student, he should call his parents.

As a result, people still compensated themselves, did they meet a good person today?

"Tui~ The old man is very bad, next time I will change places to practice. Shi Qing suddenly thought of the sword that the old man drew on his waist, and now it was still so hot that it hurt, and the apology in his heart disappeared in an instant.

Shi Qing put the copper sword in his hand on the ground, he now felt very weak, and the copper sword of dozens of catties made Shi Qing's arm feel a little weak.

Shi Qing felt seriously, and the weakness of his body was due to the fact that he followed the figure in his mind to practice swords.

That kind of practice without any discount felt tired the whole body the first time, and the second time it directly made Shi Qing feel that his body was about to collapse.

Although the consumption of the body is very large, Shi Qing can clearly feel that the strength of the body and the mastery of swordsmanship have improved to a certain extent.

But when I first used the sword technique myself, I had a completely different feeling from immersing myself in the sword technique and using the sword technique.

It's very slow to use the sword technique yourself! It's really slow, otherwise it won't be easy for the old man to crack.

Shi Qing didn't hold a sword in his hand, but he straightened his posture and felt the feeling of the moment the sword came out.

It's not a lack of strength.

It's not a posture error.

"Is there a problem with my strength?" suddenly thought in Shi Qing's mind.

"But isn't it the power of the hand to use the sword?"

"That's not right!" Shi Qing recalled the villain's move in his mind again.

"It's the waist, it's the calf!"

"Based on the calf, solidify your own chassis, and at the same time as the basis for the force, concentrate the strength of the whole body on the waist, and then have the waist combined with the arm to burst out the strength of the whole body, to achieve the effect of being as fast as the wind!"

Thinking in his heart, Shi Qing couldn't help but pick up the bronze sword placed on the ground, half-squat, pin the sword to his waist, draw the sword, and come out!

The Wind Shadow Follows!

I saw that the air in front of Shi Qing trembled, and the body of the ginkgo tree located four or five meters away shook, and the leaves slowly fell from the tall tree.

"That's right!" Shi Qing felt more happy than ever.

That's how it felt, he found it!

But at this time, Shi Qing felt that his arm was completely weak.

Maybe although he is in the seventh stage of the forging body, his physical fitness still does not meet the requirements, and to put it bluntly, his cultivation is insufficient.

The first form alone is a Xuan-level exercise, and it is really not to be underestimated.

Shi Qing wiped the sweat on his body, it was still about eight o'clock, and Shi Qing's mother was usually able to make breakfast at this time.

At this time, Shi Qing, who was weak all over, had no choice but to resist the bronze sword on his body with difficulty and staggered home.

As soon as I walked to the door of the house, Qing smelled the charming fragrance, which was the smell of dumplings.

If you want to say how charming the dumplings are, in fact, Chen Xiu often makes them in ordinary times, because both Shi Qing and Ye love to eat them, but it is not fragrant.

But the excessive consumption of the morning, the smell of the time is delicious now!

As soon as one foot stepped into the house, the shoes on his feet were kicked, the bronze sword on his shoulder was thrown to the side, and he ran to the dining seat like a wolf and began to gobble it up.

Chen Xiu, who had just cleaned up the kitchen, saw Shi Qing's delicious painting, and she couldn't cry or laugh in her heart.

And Shi Jun, who had just come out of the room to prepare for dinner, saw his son's tiger-like way of eating, and he felt a little appreciative in his heart, thinking that boys should be generous when eating!

But after a while, Jun didn't think so, Shi Qing saw that it was too troublesome to eat with a bowl, so he directly served the whole pot in front of him and ate it, and within a minute, the dumplings that were full of a pot disappeared.

Shi Jun's eyes were as big as goose eggs at this time! What kind of way to eat, what kind of speed is this?

At this time, Chen Xiu was holding a bowl and chopsticks in his hand, standing at the table, dumbfounded!

Chen Xiu and Shi Jun were motionless as if time stood still, just looking at Shi Qing alone in surprise, eating as if they were pouring dumplings into their stomachs.

Looking at Shi Qingjiang, there was no soup left in a large pot of dumplings that were enough for three people.

Chen Xiu came back to his senses, put the dishes and chopsticks in his hand on the table, and said, "I'll cook some more." ”

At this time, Shi Qing spread out on the chair with a satisfied face: "Hiccup~"

Shi Jun looked at the empty bowl in his hand, but his stomach was: "Gollum~"

Shi Jun smiled angrily: "Why did you kid go in the morning?"

Shi Qing's stomach was a little propped up at this time, and he couldn't say it back, but he pointed to the bronze sword at the door.

Shi Jun got up, took the bronze sword to the table to observe it carefully, and said with a belly on his lips: "It's quite weighty, I don't know if you kid still has a hobby of collecting antiquities, how much did you buy it?"

Shi Qing was speechless and shook his head, indicating that it was either an antique or an ordinary bronze sword.

But Shi Jun didn't look up at all, flipped over the sword in his hand, and saw the QR code imprinted on the hilt of the sword come into view.

Shi Jun's eyelids jumped, and his heart tightened: "Qing'er, where did you buy this thing? Take you to him! This fake is too fake, and you dare to sell it!"

I saw Shi Jun get up one by one, and the chair dragged on the floor with a long noise, reflecting Shi Jun's anxious heart at this time.

Seeing that his father thought that he had met a liar when he was shopping for antiques this morning, and he was in a hurry to take himself to find a scene, Shi Qing was also anxious.

Shi Jun hurriedly walked to Shi Qing's side and planned to take Shi Qing's hand and leave, Shi Qing hurriedly spit out the breath in his mouth and said, "Hiccup~ Dad, listen to me, this is an ordinary sword, I bought it for dozens of yuan and used it to practice swords." ”

Hearing Shi Qing's explanation, Shi Jun was stunned and looked at Shi Qing suspiciously: "Who still uses a bronze sword to practice swords? The knife is not fast, and the sword is heavy." ”

Shi Qing touched his nose and smiled a little embarrassedly: "Isn't this me practicing swords?" Focus on practicing the strength of your arms, and you will be able to use other swords in the future." ”

But Shi Qing's heart complained about the timing: It's not all timing, this stupid dog, will collect some useless fakes.

Shi Jun thought about it, it seemed to make sense, anyway, I don't know anything about cultivation, my son just knows it.

Shi Jun looked at Shi Qing seriously, his face was quite solemn: "Qing'er, your mother and I both know that you have poor cultivation talent, but we haven't talked to you about this aspect. ”

He sighed softly, looked at his adult son in front of him and said, "First, because I am afraid that saying it will hit your confidence, and second, my parents also believe that you are a child with ideas, knowing what you want and what to do." ”

"But Qing'er, you don't have to work too hard to cultivate, even if your cultivation is not high, as long as you're fine. ”

He walked up to Shi Qing and patted him lightly on the shoulder.

"Even if the era can't accommodate us in the future, it's okay to find a man and a weaver in the deep mountains and old forests. ”

A trace of emotion in my heart rose involuntarily, and there were words at the corners of my mouth, but I couldn't say anything.

He knew that they had been quietly supporting him.

They never felt that their son was bad.

What they care about most is the health of their families, and what they care about is the health and safety of the people they love.

But why shouldn't he be? He had tasted the loss of his relatives indirectly.

That kind of taste made him know how important his parents were in his heart!

Shi Qing originally looked at Shi Jun with a somewhat wooden expression, and suddenly said with a smile: "Don't worry, Dad, I have now forged the seventh stage." ”