Chapter 15 Living is the last word
Time passed minute by minute, Qi Wang sat quietly in the corner, he kept his mind tightly, carefully felt the strangeness in his body, vaguely, he seemed to be able to sense that there seemed to be something hidden in his body, and that feeling was similar to before he fell into a coma.
Is it the warm current?
After a long time, Qi Wang slowly opened his eyes after looking for no results, the feeling was too light, and it was really impossible to find it.
There was a little light in the passage outside, it should have been dawn, and the people in the room were also waking up one after another, but here, there were two sides that were clearly divided, Qi Wang and Yu Huai occupied almost half of the room, and the rest of the people were cowering and squeezing on the other side.
Fear of strength.
Seeing that Yu Huai had woken up, Qi Wang hesitated for a while, but still didn't choose to stick it up to talk, but Yu Huai glanced at him, put on his shabby coat again, and said lightly: "What's the matter, one entry scared you and them like this?" ”
Qi Wang, who had never heard of the cultivation level, frowned, and took this opportunity to humbly ask for leave: "Senior, what is entering the room?" ”
Yu Huai was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, amused by Qi Wang's ignorance: "Born in such a martial place as Gunuo, you didn't even know about entering the room?" ”
Qi Wang was slightly silent, and then said in a deep voice: "I'm not from Gunault. ”
Yu Huai stared at him for a while, and suddenly laughed: "I believe this, if you are a Guno person, you will not be knocked out and sold here, interesting little guy." ”
Yu Huai stretched his body, re-selected a comfortable posture and shrunk up, and said slowly: "Entering the room is the division of the strength of those who practice martial arts, in Gunuo, there will be one person in a hundred people who practice martial arts, and outside of Gunuo, there may be one person in five hundred, but this is not to say that there are few masters and strong people, on the contrary, there are countless avenues in the world, the magic of the nascent land, the technology of the city of dawn, and the gunpowder of the harbor on the other side are all extremely deterrent." ”
Yu Huai saw the thoughtful look on Qi Wang's face, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "To put it simply, practicing martial arts to temper oneself, with the purpose of strengthening oneself, mainly focuses on physical strength, ordinary people have practiced for a lifetime, and if they work hard enough, they can also step into the door of martial arts, while magic requires talent, without talent, even the threshold can never be touched, as for those technologies and gunpowder, it is interesting, even if ordinary people who are powerless have them, they can burst out with powerful lethality." ”
Qi Wang's mind came up with the wooden boxes, the wooden boxes engraved with the first generation of Ji Ge, which Lao Lu Tou spent a lot of money to buy, and those things were very powerful in Yang Sanjin's hands, injuring a Goun cavalryman.
Yu Huai thought for a while, and suddenly asked, "Did your old dog let you lift a stone outside?" How much? ”
Qi Wang nodded subconsciously and replied, "Two hundred catties." ”
Yu Huai nodded slightly, and said: "It's okay, at your age, this kind of physique can be considered qualified with two hundred catties, and the limit of normal ordinary people is four hundred catties, once an adult can lift more than four hundred catties, he is either talented, or he is walking on the road of martial arts." ”
Qi Wang listened very carefully.
Yu Huai continued: "Martial arts cultivation can be divided into three levels in the initial stage, ascending to the hall, entering the room, and becoming a great success. ”
Qi Wangzhi looked at Yu Huai in a daze, wasn't Yu Huai the second-order entry?
Yu Huai looked down at his thin palm and said with a smile: "Don't look at this is only a third-order, do you know how big the gap is?" Just a Dengtang is enough for ordinary people to struggle for a lifetime, the simplest dividing line is five hundred catties of force, and reaching this strength can be called Dengtang, but this is just stepping into this door, there are many fierce generals in the Gounod army whose strength has reached six or seven hundred, or even a thousand catties, but they can only be called pseudo-Dengtang, and many people can't get the essentials in their lives, the most important point is that the qi machine. ”
"People have a qi, endless, everyone has that qi in their body, who can find it, and then use it, tempering, you can strengthen this qi, use it on yourself, you can burst out much stronger than ordinary people, this is the foundation of martial arts."
Qi Wang had never touched this piece, and it sounded like a dream.
Li Qing would only tell him about the excitement outside, Lao Lu Tou never understood this, and the people in the village deep in the mountain village didn't know anything about it, Yu Huai's simple few words opened a new door for Qi Wang.
"Gas Engine ......"
Qi Wang suddenly came back to his senses.
The warm current he felt before he fell unconscious, but now he can't find anything, could it be the qi machine?
Qi Wang didn't dare to say this, buried deep in his heart, involving Li Qing, he had to be cautious.
"What about entering the room? Is it also a division of power? ”
Qi Wang asked curiously.
Yu Huai's fingers swiped on the wall at will, Qi Wang's eyes widened suddenly, under Yu Huai's understatement, the wall was actually pressed with a dented scratch, this is a serious bluestone brick wall, human fingers can do this to this extent?
"Two thousand jin of strength, that is, entering the room, cultivating to this point, is to enter the room, become the room, it means that you have truly become a martial artist, which is also the origin of the names of these two realms."
Yu Huai turned a blind eye to Qi Wang's shocked face, and looked down at his palm.
Qi Wang swallowed his saliva, as if he knew Qi Wang's next question, Yu Huai continued: "Martial artists in the Dacheng realm are also rare in the entire Shell City, like this kind of wall, they only need to make a palm seal to easily knock it down, if you insist on a division of power, it is five thousand catties." ”
Qi Wang showed a look of fascination, five thousand catties of strength?
A random palm and a punch is equivalent to 5,000 catties of force falling, how powerful should that kind of power be?
"That's right."
Qi Wang thought for a while, pondered the wording, and asked: "I once heard a legend that there was a person who could kick half a mountain with one kick, what do you call such a strong man?" ”
Yu Huai glanced at Qi Wang, and smiled strangely: "Kick half a mountain? If there is a god in this world, it should be him. ”
Yu Huai shrank and said indifferently: "Most of the legends in the world are false, and the three of them become tigers, and it will inevitably change under the spread of thousands of mouths. ”
Qi Wang sighed and stopped speaking on this issue.
He didn't know if Master Li was a god or not, he only knew that he had seen that scene with his own eyes, and more than 100 people in Lanbo Village had also seen it.
"That ......"
Qi Wang hesitated, and then asked softly: "The person you call the old dog, has he become a big man?" ”
Yu Huai's eyes were stunned, and he squinted at Qi Wang, Qi Wang was a little uncomfortable being stared at by Yu Huai, but fortunately, Yu Huai did not continue, and said indifferently: "You want to ask, is there a chance to escape?" ”
Qi Wang did not hide it, but nodded seriously: "Yes." ”
Yu Huai had a little more affection for Qi Wang being so straightforward, and said lightly: "This idea should be put in my heart, at least I don't have to put my hope on me." ”
"Oh."
Qi Wang replied in a low voice, thinking quietly.
Yu Huai no longer paid attention to Qi Wang, he leaned against the damp wall, took out a rusty pocket watch from his arms, opened the pocket watch, the clock inside had long since stopped, Yu Huai's eyes did not stay on the clock face, but looked at the side of the flip cover, where there was a small yellowed photo, the photo showed a young woman leaning on a tree trunk, smiling like a flower, and in front of her, a young man sat cross-legged, smiling brightly.
Yu Huai's face was already full of old age, a trace of long-lost tenderness appeared, his fingers caressed the photo, his heart was full of thoughts, and after a while, he closed the pocket watch again, no joy or sorrow.
It is difficult for outsiders to understand how he spent twenty-six years in this dark slave prison, and how he survived, and he carried all the physical and mental pain and torture.
Being alive is the last word.
A rickety figure with his hands behind his back walked up the stairs outside, glanced at the room as if intentionally or unintentionally, did not stop, and quickly left.
The corners of Yu Huai's mouth, which was expressionless, moved slightly, revealing a hint of sarcasm.
After a while, Yu Huai looked down at his palm again, this was the third time he had seen it today, I don't know when, there was black dirt coming out of the pores of his palm, and the smell was unpleasant, but in this already foul-smelling prison, this smell on his body was really insignificant.
Yu Huai wiped off the dirt from the pores of his palms and continued to close his eyes to rest.
In fact, he didn't tell Qi Wang that in the Dacheng realm, in addition to five thousand catties of strength, there is another characteristic.
Quenching.