Is the inner family really angry? Shen Lian had never heard anyone say it when he was so old, so he asked, "What is the true qi of the inner family?" ”

Shen Changqing didn't have any knowledge of martial arts in his memory, and he was lazy and didn't like to spend physical strength to practice when he was a child, and he didn't even practice his ancestral martial arts, so Chen Hao didn't know much about the martial arts value of this world.

Chen Hao originally thought that there was internal strength in this world, so he wanted Shen Lian to teach him internal strength.

But seeing Shen Lian's ignorant look, Chen Hao's heart was cold, Shen Lian was a master in the world of embroidered spring knives, he had never heard of the true qi of internal strength, and there was no existence of true qi in this world!

"The true qi of the inner family is a kind of energy body, the martial artist absorbs the aura of heaven and earth through the cultivation of the inner strength of the heart, and absorbs the aura into the body to support himself, it is said that once the martial artist cultivates the true qi, the body will undergo earth-shaking changes, and some people who cultivate the true qi to the extreme can turn over the river and the sea, and ...... with one enemy" He could only explain to Shen Lian by relying on the novels he had read in his previous life and his own conjectures.

"Stop, stop talking!" Shen Lian interrupted Chen Hao's words, and looked at Chen Hao as if he was looking at another retarded person.

"Turning the river over the sea? One against ten thousand? Shen Lian patted Chen Hao on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "The words of Journey to the West and the Legend of Doom can't be watched any more, and it can make people look stupid ......."

Shen Lian said that he went back to the house, and when he turned around, he didn't forget to mumble quietly, saying that the girl of the old Liu family in the guard house was stupid because she looked stupid in the script, and abandoned her parents and eloped with someone!

Seeing that Shen Lian attributed the true qi of the inner family to the mythological novel, Chen Hao was disappointed, this world really has no internal strength and true qi.

However, he did not lose confidence, he understood that the first world he crossed was only a low-level world, and the next world might have the existence of internal strength and true qi.

Chen Hao is still very confident in his cultivation, after all, he has a chivalrous system, as long as he has enough chivalrous points, then he can upgrade infinitely.

Shen Lian only stayed in the room for a while, and then walked out, still carrying a sack on his shoulder.

"Bell!"

When he walked to the opposite side of Chen Hao, Shen Lian threw the sack on his shoulder on the ground, and it happened to hit the iron basin on the ground, and the sound of metal colliding was heard when the two collided.

"This is the Iron Shoes?" I saw a pair of iron shoes slipping out of the sack, and it was the first time Chen Hao had seen shoes made of metal with his own eyes!

"Not bad!" Shen Lian nodded in acknowledgement, he pointed to the iron shoes on the ground and said, "The two iron shoes weigh thirty pounds each, and they are special auxiliary tools for practicing the "eight steps to catch cicadas!" ””

"Generally speaking, the practice is practiced from a young age, and the same is true for practicing eight steps to catch cicadas, and there are a few pairs of iron shoes for children and teenagers at home, and the weight is lighter than the pair in front of you, but you are now old and weak, and you will definitely not be able to wear small shoes, so you can only start from thirty pounds of shoes!"

Thirty pounds? Chen Hao was a little surprised, and said in his heart that the ancients would really abuse people!

In his previous life, Chen Hao had seen performances in iron shoes on TV, and he had applied for the Guinness Book of Records, but they walked very slowly like a snail crawling, and he felt that Shen Lian's requirements must be much higher than those so-called Guinness record holders.

"Alright, stop talking nonsense, come over and put it on." Shen Lian gloated and said, if the subordinates of the Ming Shi Fang Guard Office saw it, they would definitely be shocked, is this still their cold and serious adult!

Chen Hao didn't care how tired he was, he thought that he had massaged a retired chef for half a year in the orphanage in order to learn military boxing, and a pair of iron shoes couldn't stump him!

It's so heavy!

This is Chen Hao's first feeling when he puts on the iron shoes, his feet seem to be covered with heavy shackles, and it is even more difficult to walk, every time he lifts his feet, he has to pay huge physical strength, and after a while, Chen Hao is hot and sweaty.

But Chen Hao didn't stop, even if the sweat soaked his shirt, he still moved forward step by step.

"When you can wear these iron shoes and walk on the ground, eight steps to catch cicadas can be regarded as practice." Shen Lian watched Chen Hao practice with a smile on his face, and he was very satisfied.

Chen Hao didn't hear what Shen Lian was saying, he was engrossed in practicing stepping on iron shoes, and a violent gasping sound came from his mouth.

"Stop!"

After a stick of incense, Shen Lian stopped Chen Hao.

Seeing Shen Lian stop, Chen Hao sat on the ground with his buttocks, and hurriedly rubbed his sore feet, which were red and swollen.

Shen Lian didn't seem to see Chen Hao's red and swollen feet, and he said: "From today onwards, practice the eight-step cicada chase with a stick of incense and the Shen family knife technique for half an hour every day. ”

Saying that, Shen Lian took a knife from the stool next to him, and with a pop, a white light flashed, and the knife was out of its sheath, not giving Chen Hao time to rest at all.

"There are a total of nine styles of the Shen family's sword technique, each of which was summarized by our ancestors, and you look at it carefully, remembering that it must not be passed on to outsiders."

While rehearsing the moves for Chen Hao, Shen Lian told him: "The first type of force splits Huashan!"

"Smack!"

Shen Lian held the knife in both hands and slashed heavily towards a wooden stake beside him, this knife was so powerful that the wooden stake more than half a meter high was instantly split in half by a knife.

"The second type swept away a thousand armies!"

"The third type of water cut-off ......"

Shen Lian demonstrated the knife technique in detail and took the trouble to explain the main points, while Chen Hao looked at it seriously.

The nine-style knife technique demonstrated by Shen Lian looks very simple, slashing, stabbing, lifting, blocking, backhand, and hilt...... Each movement of these nine styles is a simple basic action, but each movement is also very complete, the whole body and limbs are moving, the lower plate stabilizes the body, the upper limbs swing and exert force, and there is no stiffness in the waist and back, hands and feet.

These nine styles seem to be the dismantling of the sword fighting action, whether it is the martial arts routines of the previous life, or the acrobatic performance, it seems that these nine movements can be combined and performed, or no matter how fancy the routines are, they are composed of these nine styles.

After several generations of inheritance of the Shen family, Shen Lian's great-grandfather finally completely finalized the sword technique, and he changed the move from complex to simplified to nine-style sword technique, which was much stronger than before in terms of power and practical performance.

Chen Hao watched Shen Lian's demonstration intently, his heart was also full of enthusiasm, and he couldn't help but shout that this is the real martial arts!

......

Time flies, and time always passes quietly inadvertently.

One evening, Chen Hao lay on his back on the stone bench of the hundred households in Mingshifang, enjoying the cool breeze after the rain.

Chen Hao has been in this world for more than ten days, and for the past ten days, Chen Hao has been following Shen Lian to learn martial arts in the morning, and going to hundreds of households to run errands at noon.

More than ten days of hard practice have made Chen Hao improve a lot, and even Shen Lian has exaggerated his martial arts talent more than once, but Chen Hao is not satisfied, because he has a bigger goal.

A few days ago, Chen Hao killed a person, he killed him by mistake while chasing the murderer, that person was a flower thief, and there were more than ten girls who were destroyed by him!

In fact, Chen Hao did not miss, but deliberately killed someone, because he wanted to get the 'chivalrous point' too much!

As a result, after the person was killed, the system did not award Chen Hao a single chivalrous point, on the grounds that the person's sin was worth it, but his martial arts were too poor to meet the standards! If you want to get chivalrous points, you must meet the standards of crime and martial arts, and it is useless to kill 10,000 wicked people who don't know martial arts.

Chen Hao almost vomited blood at that time, with his current strength, it was okay to kill an ordinary villain, and if he was replaced by a villain who knew martial arts, he could only give people heads!

"My lord, something is wrong!" At this time, Yin Cheng hurriedly walked into the hundred households and ran to the stone bench where Chen Hao was lying.

Shen Lian was also sitting on the stone bench blowing a cool breeze, and glared at Yin Cheng: "What's the matter, what kind of system is it in a hurry!" ”

"There is a father-in-law of Dongchang who was killed, and we have a big case!" Yin Cheng is full of spring breeze, people like them who have no backing and no background, they may not be able to receive a big case in a year or two, and they are happier than the New Year when they receive a big case!

Father-in-law? Chen Hao showed an unknown smile, and the plot finally began......