"Dad, it seems that it's a little cold to wear like this", Xiaochuan couldn't help but shiver.

Yesterday, after talking about the basic knowledge of cultivation, today Buddha Xiao Shiwen father and son quietly went out of the room, and the two of them really didn't dare to disturb someone in their sleep. Now, both of them are standing in the ice and snow of the Far North ice field, wearing thin shirts.

"How can you be afraid of cold practice," Mu Jun said, "From today onwards, we will practice the basics of our muscles and bones every day, teach you Linggong when we are not in time, and learn about Linggong after dinner." ”

Xiao Chuan suddenly had a bitter face, practicing is really not an errand for people to do, he secretly complained.

"Let's get some physical strength and put this on. After Mu Jun finished speaking, he took out a black vest from his arms.

Daddy still hurts me, this one can be warmer. But when he took the dress, his face immediately changed, my old lady, what the hell is this! He used his strength to barely hold it, he never thought that a piece of clothing that looked so light and thin would have such a weight, what kind of thing is this, and the density is too big, right?

"This material is a specialty of our hometown, called Xingmi Iron, the biggest feature is that it is very dense, and it is full of toughness, and the clothing armor made of it is extremely defensive, of course, you can also feel the weight. Xiao Chuan always felt that his father's current smile was always a knife hidden in his smile.

"Dad, do we have a lot of these things in our hometown?" asked Ogawa as he struggled to get dressed.

"It's a common thing, but it's a bit difficult to pull into such fine silk and spin it into clothing. "So, you don't want to take off such a precious thing in the future. ”

Xiao Chuan, who had barely stood firm just now, immediately stumbled, "Dad, do I want to wear this thing for the rest of my life?" ”

......

For three hours in the morning, Xiaochuan didn't do anything else, just wearing this thing to run back and forth, no, it was walking back and forth, and doing the most basic physical exercise such as push-ups. By lunchtime, he felt like he had collapsed.

"What are your hands shaking?" While eating, Qingluan found that Xiao Chuan's hands holding chopsticks had been trembling.

"It's okay, your son trains hard. Mu Jun said with a smile.

After lunch, the two of them continued to start.

"Xiao Chuan, at the beginning of your cultivation, my father handed you a set of simple and easy-to-learn boxing techniques today, called Feng Lie Shocking God Fist. This fist method can be cultivated without using the aura, which is still more suitable for you at this stage. ”

"What a domineering name, Dad's boxing shouldn't be just a basic boxing technique, right? How powerful can I be after learning it, can I break the wall, can I punish evil and promote good?"

"Yes, although it can be practiced for beginners, this set of boxing methods is broad and profound, and it is not a problem to practice until Dacheng opens the mountain and gravel, and sweeps thousands of troops. Now you see for yourself. ”

Mu Jun said this, his body was straight, his hands were clenched into fists, and he saw that his punching action was as light as flying and heavy as thunder, but he heard that the wind was gradually rising, Mu Jun's fists had been impermeable but like flowing water, Xiao Chuan was fascinated, but Mu Jun suddenly stagnated, and his left arm swung towards Xiao Chuan without warning.

Xiao Chuan couldn't react at all, he just felt a strong breath passing by, and then he heard an explosion behind him, and a huge iceberg standing far behind him had been blasted into ice chips!

Xiao Chuan turned his head to look at the scene behind him in disbelief, "Dad, you are using a few percent of spiritual power, this punch is so powerful!" "There is no spiritual power, it completely relies on the strength of the muscles of the body," Mu Jun said.

Wow, so violent. "Daddy, teach me quickly," he said, a little impatient.

"Wind Shock Fist, this punch is to run the spiritual power or power in the body, accumulate strength in the fight with the other party, when you find the right opportunity when fighting with people, through the fists or legs to swing a very explosive power, can be long-range attack, melee combat or defense, so when the wind is around, it is the time of shock. ”

"Alright, let's get started, come with me, stand with your feet apart, and get up ......"

For three hours in the afternoon, Xiao Chuan was all the time, getting up.

Since he hadn't awakened his spiritual veins yet, it was extremely difficult to cultivate, not to mention that he was still wearing that damn iron vest. After a whole afternoon of cultivation, Xiao Chuan lay on the bed and was fed dinner by his mother.

Qingluan looked at Xiaochuan with some distress, and said a few words of comfort, she herself is also a cultivator, and she knows that this matter will only be achieved if she is determined to stick to the end, since it has started, let his father go to practice.

Xiao Chuan really felt more tired after eating, he was such a nerd, how could he have experienced such a hard thing in his previous life, although his body in this life must be better, but he was still physically and mentally exhausted by his father so hard at a young age, so he simply fell asleep after eating.

Since Xiaochuan was two years old, he had been sleeping in a room by himself, Qingluan saw him fall asleep after eating, smiled helplessly, helped him fold the quilt and quietly retreated.

Qingluan came to the room of the two of them, and saw that Mu Jun had already opened the ancient scroll that he used most often in his daily life to write something. "Brother Jun, what have you been writing all these days, are you going to take the test to gain fame?" she leaned over to Mu Jun's desk and asked curiously.

"It's nothing, I just thought of some cultivation experience and skills, and I thought I would write them down and give Xiaochuan some reference in the future. ”

"It's good if you can't teach him directly, and show him something. Qingluan pursed his lips, obviously not approving of Mu Jun's approach.

"It's good for me to teach myself, but we have to let him learn to read and think on his own, and it's not good to always pick up ready-made. "Hmph, you have a lot of truth!" "What's more, don't you still want Xiaochuan to worship your master's disciple, and I won't be able to teach him at that time." Mu Jun looked very aggrieved.

"You don't come", Qingluan rolled her eyes.

"It's definitely better to worship under the master than in the hands of the two of us. Don't you worry about the strength of the master and the senior brother, if you can beat them, I won't talk nonsense anymore. ”

"Haha, I don't go looking for abuse, of course I'm relieved that Xiaochuan will hand it over to them. So, I have to take the opportunity to teach this kid a little more, don't let him make a move when the time comes, it's all your family's kung fu, our Zuo's spiritual skills are also quite good. ”

"Your Zuo family's spiritual skills are not bad, but there is one who can compete with my master?"

Qingluan had never met Mu Jun's other relatives, even when the two were married. Although she feels that as long as the two are happy, she will be fearless, but when faced with major life events, who doesn't want to be blessed by more relatives and friends.

Mu Jun's face was embarrassed, it seemed that he should have been guilty about this matter for a long time. "Qingluan was when I went out to practice, and I took the arduous mission of the clan, but I gave up the task because of you halfway, which caused my father to be disappointed in me, and I didn't care about it for so many years, and I wrote many ......letters."

"Okay, Brother Jun, I don't blame you, it's just that now that Xiaochuan has grown up, his grandfather will always want to meet him in the future, right?" Qingluan actually knows and understands Mu Jun very well, and she has never been a person who will make trouble unreasonably.

"Yes, Qingluan, don't worry. Mu Jun gently hugged his wife in his arms and said with a firm gaze.

Early the next morning, Xiao Chuan was called by his father before Mao Shi. Xiao Chuan thought that he would wake up the next morning with a sore body and unable to get out of bed, but after a good night's sleep, he found that his body today did not have any discomfort, but a feeling of vitality and strength.

"Doesn't it feel good?" asked Mu Jun with a smile, as if he had known that such a result would occur.

"Dad, why is this happening?" Xiao Chuan looked incredulous, "this is not scientific," he muttered to himself.

"Well, this, it should be your own talent, plus your mother's skills have risen sharply recently, and the food is good, haha"

"Is that a reason?" Ogawa expressed full suspicion.

Although he was puzzled and surprised, Ogawa was greatly encouraged by the facts in front of him. Last night he was still gloomy, wailing his misery on the way home, but today's state made him high-spirited, he couldn't wait to jump out of bed, put on an iron vest, waved his little hand, and said to Mu Jun with a heroic spirit, "Dad, go."