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Chapter 18: Practicing Qi and Cultivating the Spirit

Fang Haotian has been frail and sickly since he was a child, and his fights and brawls are all based on his ruthlessness, so he has no extravagant hope of practicing martial arts and cultivating himself, and strengthening his body also depends on his foundation, his foundation is really poor.

People often say that God will open a window when he closes the door, Fang Haotian's window is as high as 255 IQ, if it is not loaded with universal drive, I am afraid that the door of "physique" will be closed forever.

It can be said that the universal drive has changed his life, since having this kind of high-tech product can't be wasted, Fang Haotian will try his best to improve the level of the drive.

"It's all twenty or thirty years old, and that's the only thing left for Godfather." Zhang Dequan rubbed his neck and walked out of the bathroom, and when he saw Fang Haotian looking at the photo on the desk, he smiled and said: "The photo on the left is your godmother and brother, and the photo on the right is my junior brother and sister." ”

"You have practiced martial arts, no wonder you can be Uncle Feng's bodyguard, I wonder if I can learn from you?" Fang Haotian didn't want to evoke the sad past of his godfather, so the topic focused on the group photo of the four senior brothers and sisters. At the same time, he walked to the coffee table, took out a cup full of watermelon juice, and sent it to Zhang Dequan's hands.

"Godfather has learned the kung fu of a three-legged cat, and it is too far behind those who really practice martial arts, let's just say that my three senior brothers and sisters, martial arts cultivation has reached the peak of the second realm of the day after tomorrow." Zhang Dequan drank the watermelon juice in a big gulp and laughed at himself: "Although I am older and called senior brother by them, I am the most useless one. If you want to learn martial arts, don't learn from me, or I'll bury you. ”

Zhang Dequan knew that Fang Haotian's physique was very poor, and his appearance was healthy and weak, but it was a pity that he was misled by Fang Haotian's punch that knocked the armed robber unconscious, and he thought that he had met a martial arts genius, so he made a decision in his heart that no one knew.

"There is a distinction between acquired and innate martial arts practice? Tell me, godfather, how is this defined? Every teenager has a dream of martial arts, and after learning that there are real martial artists in this world, Fang Haotian's eyes lit up and his interest suddenly increased.

"The level of the acquired martial artist from low to high is divided into training muscles and bones, practicing qi and practicing the lungs, and reaching the peak of the later stage of practicing the lungs and intestines will specifically sprint the strength and opportunity of the innate martial artist. As for the cultivation of innate martial artists, it is another form, and when it comes to this realm, the focus is on cultivating the spirit and cultivating the soul, and making a breakthrough in spiritual power. Zhang Dequan patiently explained.

Fang Haotian originally listened to it with relish, but he was dumbfounded after learning the cultivation content of an innate martial artist, what my brother needs to cultivate most now is spiritual power, but this is actually an ability that only an innate martial artist can have, it's too bullying!

"If you don't practice the acquired martial arts, can you directly cultivate the innate divine soul?" Fang Haotian still doesn't give up, and the potential exploration that is related to universal drive must not be given up easily.

"Haha...... I've read too many fantasy and fairy tales novels, the soul cultivation of the innate martial artist is not the same thing as the one described in the novel, as for saying that the cultivation can fly to the sky in the end, it is true, but it is not as exaggerated as in the novel. ”

Zhang Dequan laughed and explained.

"Martial arts cultivation is like a tall building, if there is no acquired foreshadowing, how can it be possible to reach the top level of innate learning? The muscles and bones, the sea of qi, and the inner organs are all the cornerstones of innate cultivation, and without these, it is impossible to cultivate the spirit and nourish the soul. ”

Fang Haotian felt depressed in his heart, could it be that there was no better way to improve his mental power, he could only find guns and bombs? It's nothing once or twice, but if you don't hang up with the gun all the time, and the bomb can't blow up, it's too conspicuous, and if you don't do it, you'll be caught and dissected by a science madman.

"Huh...... Your generation, the poison of those novels is too serious, I can't directly cultivate the gods and nourish the soul, this is the subject that my master has been studying. However, there is a set of mantras for calming the mind, and regular practice can keep your mind calm at all times, do you want to learn it? Zhang Dequan couldn't help laughing.

"Learn, of course." Fang Haotian was immediately overjoyed, as long as he had the ability to increase his spiritual power, he would try even if it was difficult to deviate from the door.

"This is the basic content of martial arts practice, and most people know it, you listen to it......" Zhang Dequan patiently taught the mantra, and the other party Haotian had great expectations, and his lack of ability to guide cultivation did not mean that others did not. Now what is being taught is only the basic formula, and Zhang Dequan has a comprehensive plan for the next steps.

Fang Haotian concentrated on memorizing the mantra, and at the same time was glad to know his godfather, otherwise he would be helpless in the face of the universal drive, he vaguely felt that this set of calm mantras was effective, as for how efficient it was to increase mental power, it was unknown.

"Thank you, godfather, let's go to the Nulong River for a picnic at noon, Director Jian said that parents can also participate, you can go with me." Fang Haotian said after remembering the mantra.

"Godfather knows your filial piety, I won't go, you young people have fun, there is a junior brother who has not seen each other for more than 20 years and has come back from the United States, and Godfather is going to catch up with him." Zhang Dequan's face was full of relief, Fang Haotian's filial piety made him feel that the decision he secretly made in his heart was not wrong.

"Okay, let's go to the picnic when we graduate, and there will be no outsiders to interfere at that time." Fang Haotian nodded and put away the lunch box, and left after saying goodbye at the time of the gathering.

Sending him away, Zhang Dequan went back to the bathroom to shave his beard and dress neatly before going out. Wolong Resort couldn't get a taxi in the suburbs, so he could only borrow Feng Qiangsheng's BMW 320 and drove into Pingjiang City more than two hours later.

Zhang Dequan parked his car at the mouth of an alley in the old city, looking at this place with a surging heart, since the brothers and sisters separated, they had not been here for more than ten years. Zhang Dequan didn't expect that before the reconstruction of the old city, he would have the opportunity to reminisce about the past here with his junior brother Zhong Tianxiang.

"Uncle Ma, your old body is still so good." Zhang Dequan walked into the mutton restaurant on the corner of the street, looked at the seventy or eighty-year-old ** man wearing a white hat behind the cash register, and laughed loudly.

"Who is it?" Uncle Ma's cloudy eyes seemed to hear the sound, but he couldn't see Zhang Dequan's appearance clearly because of cataracts.

"I'm Xiaoquan, I used to eat the haggis you made here, and you forgot it?" Zhang Dequan took a few steps closer and affectionately grabbed Uncle Ma's dry hands.

"It turned out to be you, my eyes are not good, it doesn't mean that my surname has declined, I haven't seen you here for more than ten years, alas...... It's about to be demolished, so I don't know how many regular customers I'll see. Uncle Ma's excited expression turned into loneliness in the end.

"Haha...... Uncle Ma, you are too worried, isn't there compensation for the demolition, you can just open the restaurant here again, and when the time comes, the business will become bigger, and those old customers who have been out for many years will naturally come back. ”

Zhang Dequan's hearty laughter infected Uncle Ma, who nodded again and again.

"Good, good...... As long as you old customers come, the door of Ma Ji Mutton Restaurant will always be open to you, Xiao Wuzi, quickly serve you a bowl of haggis for Uncle Quan, and put more spicy garlic sprouts! ”

"Alas, grandpa, I hear you." A young voice came from the kitchen in the back hall.

"Although I'm no longer in charge of the spoon when I'm old, Xiao Wuzi also has my seven or eight successes, and the taste will definitely not get worse, so sit down and wait for a feast." Uncle Ma diligently pulled Zhang Dequan, sat down by the window, and served him a bowl of old brick tea.

"It's been more than 20 years, I don't know what Tianxiang looks like now, and it's not bad in the United States." Sitting in a familiar position, drinking bitter old brick tea, Zhang Dequan's thoughts returned to his youth more than 20 years ago, when the greatest luxury of the brothers and sisters was to eat a bowl of Uncle Ma's haggis after cultivation.

Seeing him wandering, Uncle Ma knew that he was reminiscing about the past, so he didn't bother to sit on the silver counter, but the whole person's spirit was much better than before.

Long...... A man in his forties in a suit and leather shoes and gold-rimmed glasses stepped into the mutton restaurant and walked up to Uncle Ma and took off his glasses.

"Are you...... Xiaoxiang? Uncle Ma immediately recognized the person, and his heart was even more excited, no wonder the magpies kept calling in the morning, and the old guests came one after another.

"Shhhh......h

Uncle Ma immediately understood that Xiao Xiang and Xiao Quan were brothers, and it seemed that they had made an appointment today. So he smiled and nodded without making a sound, and went to the kitchen with the cashier to ask his grandson to serve a bowl of haggis.

"Senior brother! You're stealing the master's money to eat haggis again! Zhong Tianxiang tiptoed to the front and suddenly let out a loud roar.

"Don't tell the master, everyone has a share!" Zhang Dequan replied almost subconsciously, and only came back to his senses when he saw Zhong Tianxiang with a wicked smile on his face, he strode forward and hugged the other party tightly in his arms, patted Zhong Tianxiang's back fiercely and said, "It's been twenty-eight years, I miss me!" ”

"Senior brother, you are finally willing to contact us, where have you been for so many years?" Zhong Tianxiang was also excited, his eyes were slightly moist, and both of them found the seats they were used to and sat down. Zhong Tianxiang didn't dislike it, and directly picked up the old brick tea in front of Zhang Dequan and drank it in one gulp, "This ghost weather is so hot, I'm dying of thirst!" ”

"Actually, I haven't left Pingjiang for so many years, and after Lishuang and Jun'er went, I left the old city and never came back again, serving as a bodyguard for a benefactor." Zhang Dequan took the big teapot and poured another bowl of old brick tea, and his eyes were full of sadness when he talked about his experience over the years.

"We all know about you, Xiaobang and Xinxin have come to look for you." Zhong Tianxiang sighed and said, "But you have gone too thoroughly, and we can't find out your whereabouts at all." ”

"Xiaobang and Xinxin are okay, Lishuang and Jun'er were ...... at that time I was disheartened, I didn't want to see any acquaintance, and it was enough to protect my benefactor in this life. Zhang Dequan shook his head guiltily, his original name was agreed to be Quan, and after changing his name, he was already "dead".

"Then why did you suddenly remember to contact us?" Zhong Tianxiang asked.

"The master once said to give my descendants a chance, so I will contact you." As soon as he thought of Fang Haotian, Zhang Detian immediately came to his senses, he had poor qualifications and had not been able to meet the requirements of his master back then, so he only got this promise after being abandoned.

"Your descendants?" Zhong Tianxiang is even more strange, aren't Lishuang and Jun'er already ......

"It's my adopted son, he saved my life, his name is Fang Haotian." Zhang Dequan said with a smile, undisguised smugness on his face.

"What?! Fang Haotian?! Zhong Tianxiang's face was shocked, and then he smiled helplessly: "This world is really small. ”

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