Yuan Yizheng's face sank, and he stood up, and said that the matter has nothing to do with you. Why are you listening? Hurry up and hurry up and cultivate. Otherwise, how can you win the championship?"

Yang Qiu shook his head and replied, "Godfather." Why does this matter have nothing to do with me? Did Uncle Gui go to Wu Chenjun dressed like this? If that's the case, please let me hear it too. I want to go to Yang Qiu's grave to apologize and tell him about this in person. ”

As soon as these words came out, Yuan Yizheng's dissatisfaction became even stronger. He raised his hand angrily and shouted, "Fei'er." Aren't you listening to your godfather's words again? Are you making the same old mistake again? Do you want me to send you out?" There was an undisguised murderous intent in his eyes.

Yang Qiu trembled in fright, nodded reluctantly, and turned to leave, leaving Yuan Yizheng with a lost back.

A day later, when he returned to his room to rest after practicing boxing in the martial arts arena, the door was pushed open.

Yuan Yizheng walked in, smiled, and said, "Fei'er." Yesterday's incident, the godfather thought about it afterwards and did a little too much. You're going to participate in a martial arts tournament soon, and you shouldn't let this affect your mood. I'm here today to talk to you. ”

Yang Qiu was stunned, revealing a hint of surprise. But then, an unconcealable joy crept up on the eyebrows, replacing the unexpected color. He asked in surprise and delight, "Godfather." So are you willing to promise to tell me what Uncle Gui said yesterday?" the corners of his mouth turned to the side, and a smile of anticipation appeared.

Yuan Yizheng smiled and nodded silently.

Yang Qiu was overjoyed, bent down and bowed respectfully, and said, "Thank you, godfather." Have a seat. He made a gesture of please and poured a cup of tea for Yuan Yizheng.

Yuan Yizheng sat down, took a sip, and said, "Fei'er, you can sit too." Although you have made many mistakes, we are father and son after all. Since you entered my Yuan family's door, we have never sat down like this and had a good talk. I want to talk to you from the bottom of my heart. ”

Yang Qiu nodded.

Yuan Yizheng took another sip of tea and continued, "Do you know why I was so disappointed in you in the past, godfather?"

Yang Qiu shook his head.

Yuan Yizheng said, "Because, you don't have the talent for cultivation. When encountering setbacks, they give up lightly and never seek improvement. It's too similar to me when I was younger. Therefore, our Yuan family will be squeezed out of the top ten families. It's a little ridiculous to say, don't look at my godfather, my strength is very strong, but in fact, it's just that you haven't seen the world.

When I was young, my godfather, my strength had already been cultivated to the current Cheng dù. is also because the strength has already reached an amazing Cheng dù, and he won the championship of a competition than me. Since then, the godfather has been a little arrogant and proud. Pride makes people fall behind, and success comes too lightly, and it is easy for people to become lazy.

It's like my godfather in the past, since I won the championship that time, I gave up cultivation. Because, I think I'm smarter than everyone else, and all I have to do is do a special training session a month before the competition. In the end, in the next tournament, the result was predictable, all of my former opponents became incredibly strong, and I became the target of bullying.

After this blow, I was decadent for many years. Later, when I understood this truth, I was already this age. So, it's too late to want to compete. Of course, it's not that that's more important, it's that my opponents are stronger. Even if I try to catch up now, I won't have much chance of beating them again. That's why I'm coming to you today. ”

A sudden look appeared on Yang Qiu's face. He nodded knowingly, sat up straight, stood in awe, and replied, "Godfather, I know." You want me not to be complacent because I defeated all the disciples in my family, which will affect my cultivation, right?"

Yuan Yizheng nodded with satisfaction, reached out and touched Yang Qiu's head, and said with satisfaction: "That's right." I just want to sue you about this. The martial arts competition is getting closer and closer. You're running out of time. The second reason I'm here today is to make an appointment with you. ”

"Promise?" Yang Qiu's face showed surprise. He asked inexplicably, "Godfather, what agreement do you want to make?"

Yuan Yizheng smiled mysteriously and said, "Didn't you want to know what Uncle Gui came to me yesterday?"

Yang Qiu nodded.

Yuan Yizheng said, "I'll sue you now." It is indeed Wu Chenjun's matter. He has already found Wu Chenjun's whereabouts. ”

As soon as these words came out, Yang Qiu's face changed. All expressions vanished, replaced by a thick color of ecstasy. He excitedly held Yuan Yizheng's hand, shook it, and couldn't wait to urge: "Godfather." So where is Wu Chenjun? Sue me. ”

Yuan Yizheng took Yang Qiu's hand away, politely refused, and said, "Fei'er." In order not to affect your cultivation, I will not tell you about this matter now. But I'll make a pact with you. When you return from winning the championship in the martial arts competition, I will tell you the news. ”

Yang Qiu's gaze dimmed. He lowered his head in frustration, and couldn't help but be a little depressed.

Yuan Yizheng saw that he was out of energy, so he patted him on the head again and comforted: "Don't be distracted by this kind of thing." I've said it before. I hope you don't get distracted by things other than cultivation. I'm here today for more than just those two reasons. I have a third reason. This reason is the most important reason. ”

Yang Qiu shook his head and said listlessly: "Godfather." Forget it. You're right. I'm still cultivating well. The third reason, you don't need to say more. I don't want to listen to your long sermons anymore. Get up and sit back on the bed, meditate cross-legged, close your eyes and continue to cultivate.

Yuan Yizheng was stunned, but then nodded and smiled, got up and took two steps forward, took a secret book from his arms and put it in front of him, turned around and left quietly.

Yang Qiu heard a soft "squeak" sound from his ears when the door closed, opened his eyes, and said disappointedly: "Why is this happening? You can't do that with your appetite. However, who made me now Yuan Yizheng's adopted son Yuan Ruofei? Alas...... It's bad luck......"

Without finishing a word, his eyes swept to the cheats on the bed. He picked it up and took a look, and the words "movement and quiet" on the cover were particularly obvious. I couldn't help but feel a little curious. He turned the first page. I saw a row of vigorous and powerful fonts coming into view, the content was not much, only hundreds, but there was a thousand-word exercise practice commentary below, from Yuan Yi's handwriting.

Yang Qiuzai carefully read the first page, his face changed, and finally he was no longer angry and complaining, let alone disappointed, but a little grateful, holding the cheats and kissing them, and said, "Great." I've been worrying about how to get the defensive effect of Gang Qi out. This book is exactly the one that describes it. Thank you, godfather. ”

In the following month, he no longer went out to practice his fists and feet with other disciples, but meditated on his knees like an old monk, rarely going out throughout the day, and only went out of his room for a walk when he was tired from eating or cultivating.

Yang Qiu first used the second layer of immortality to memorize the movement and static technique from beginning to end. Then, I chanted it in my heart over and over again. The hands waved, or pinched, or waved, constantly changing, maintaining a super high speed, at a glance, as if painting, only glimpses the countless hand shadows around the body, but could not see where the real hand was.

As for the true qi, it flows rapidly with the pinching of the hand, from the arm to the foot, from the foot to the head, and then from the head back to the hand, and so on, forming a simple cycle, repeating and repeating. True Qi becomes one point stronger each time it is cycled, and each point it becomes stronger when it is transformed into Gang Qi, it increases by one point.

This kind of cultivation doesn't seem to have much movement, but the consumption of the body is far higher than that of the martial arts training ground. Because, it is not difficult for a monk to invoke the true qi, but it is difficult to compress the true qi into the gang qi and then call it. As time gradually passed, Yang Qiu followed the method of Gang Qi exercise in the Movement and Static Technique, and called the compressed Gang Qi to all corners of the body again and again.

After only three days of practice, a whole row of sweat leaked out of his forehead, and he couldn't bear it anymore, and let out a long breath, so he had to stop and lie on the bed to rest. At this time, the clothes on his back were completely soaked, and he felt cold all over his body while lying on the bed, and he couldn't help but sneeze and said, "Gangqi is really different." Just compressing it is already very expensive.

It is necessary to practice making it form a protective shield that can defend against attacks and keep it outside the body, and it is also necessary to practice the method of invoking the Gang Qi. This kind of cultivation is too hard. It's the first time I've felt so tired since I became a monk......" Before he could finish his sentence, a strong feeling of fatigue struck him, and he fell asleep all of a sudden, and his mouth opened and snored involuntarily.

The door creaked open.

Yuan Yizheng walked in and said, "Fei'er, it's time to eat." He waved his hand to Yang Qiu, but seeing that he was motionless, he heard a thunderous snoring sound, shook his head and smiled, walked to the side of the bed and picked up the quilt to cover him, and turned away silently. A minute later, he gently pushed open the door, placed the plate containing the food on the table, and then quietly closed the door and withdrew.

There was a note under the plate reminding Yang Qiu to eat.

This was Yang Qiu's condition for the first week when he was cultivating Gang Qi. By the second week, his cultivation effect had improved a lot, and it didn't feel too difficult to gently invoke the Gang Qi, but the consumption was still very large, and the hard work and repeated pinching and invocation of the trick could only reduce the improvement a little bit.

Yang Qiu couldn't help but feel a little depressed, stopped pinching his hands, stood up, lay down on the bed again, and fell asleep.

By the third week, his progress had finally increased. He had a new understanding of the speed of invoking Gang Qi, and recalled in his mind the method of Gang Qi cultivation of the Movement and Static Technique, and successfully relied on these days of hard cultivation to gradually adapt his body to the burden of invoking Gang Qi, and it was no longer so hard.

By the fourth week, the progress was even greater.

Yang Qiu found that it didn't take too much effort to use the key points of the Movement and Static Technique to invoke the True Qi, not only could he slowly make himself easier, but the speed of invoking the Gang Qi was also much faster, and he finally opened his eyes, stood up from the ground, and said excitedly: "It's almost." According to the description of the dynamic and static formula, when you are not tired and can quickly invoke the gangqi, you will be able to truly control the qi. ”

After saying that, the excitement on his face became even stronger. A look of anticipation appeared in his eyes.

Looking down at his hands, he took a deep breath, gently channeled his qi to the side, and said, "Come out." My anger!" said a word, but there was no change, his hands were still the same as usual, and his face changed, revealing a look of disappointment. But at this moment, a golden light appeared from the palm of his hand, spreading rapidly to the surroundings, and in the blink of an eye, his hands were plated with a layer of gold.

Yang Qiu felt that the qi on his hands was powerful, but it was very calm, like a soaked lake, without any tyrannical feeling, and shouted with joy: "Calm! calm! Calm! That's right." That's how it feels. It's the same as it says in the recipe. In order for Gang Qi to show its defensive effect, the most important thing is that it must be as calm as a lake after it is released from the body. ”

At this moment, the good sword trembled slightly from his waist.

Yang Qiu felt the shock and said with a smile: "Good baby, do you want to try how powerful this gang qi is?"

The sword shook even more violently.

A look of excitement appeared on Yang Qiu's face. He confidently shouted, "Come on, then." Obedient slash me!" patted the obedient sword on his waist.

The good sword turned into a white light and flew into the air, slashing at him like a meteor. Its speed is indescribable, and at a glance, only an afterimage can be captured.

Yang Qiu stretched out his hands to catch it, and with a bang, his left palm blocked the next sword, and then slapped his right hand to resist the second sword, and then, repeatedly, he stretched out his left hand to block the third sword. In this way, the left and right blocks one after another, and fighting with the good sword is a hundred moves.

Just when the Good Sword shook violently and slashed the one hundred and first sword unconvinced, Yang Qiu turned his palm into a fist and blasted out a punch with the slow sword technique in the Yin Qing Sword Technique, and with a bang, the blade on the side of the Good Sword was in the middle of it, and the Good Sword flew to the wall. He looked at it intently, and saw that the blade of the good sword was completely submerged into the wall, and he couldn't pull it out for a while.

He laughed happily and said with satisfaction: "Okay! Okay!!!! it's really good! It seems that I have already practiced the method of defensive use of Gangqi." After saying that, his mind moved, and he released more Gang Qi, covering his two arms. Then, he boldly released more of the gang qi, and instead controlled the spread of the gang qi to his waist and legs.

After a blink of an eye, Yang Qiu's appearance became golden, and his whole body seemed to be firmly protected by a golden light, looking very different from ordinary monks. But just as the Gang Qi was about to cover his face, all of a sudden, all the Gang Qi retreated without warning, as if it had never appeared, leaving no trace.

Yang Qiu felt that the true qi in his body had also dissipated, and said in surprise: "What's the matter? Why is all the Gang Qi gone?" A trace of inexplicable uneasiness surged in his heart. (To be continued.) )