Murong Sicheng is just an eight-year-old child, no matter how smart he is, he won't understand Qin Wei's approach, if he understands, then why do you want Qin Wei, the master, to be self-taught.

Murong Sicheng obviously didn't understand Qin Wei sleeping again, but out of brotherhood, Murong Sicheng didn't wake up Qin Wei, he knew that Qin Wei was already very tired these days and needed a good opportunity to take a rest, and the elder sister also came here to disturb Qin Wei if she had something to do, if Murong Yan knew that Murong Sicheng was talking about the word nuisance now, I don't know what he would do in his heart.

How could Qin Wei not know what Murong Sicheng was doing now, but he had been observing Murong Sicheng's every move in the bed, if this kid could wait forever, it would mean that his perseverance and tenacity were enough, if not, even if he handed over "Breaking the Sword" to him, he would not be able to defeat Murong Fei, the strength of a martial artist is not only the attainment of martial arts, but also from his own perseverance, as long as the kung fu is deep, the iron pestle is sharpened into a needle, and this is the truth.

Since Murong Sicheng learned in Qin Wei's mouth that he could learn martial arts as long as he used "Zhiyang True Qi" to flush away the acupuncture points in his body, he practiced "Zhiyang True Qi" every day in the hope of learning it quickly, he had heard about Murong Fei from his subordinates, Murong Fei was now practicing all the time, wanting to surpass himself, Murong Sicheng never felt how powerful he was, he was just lucky, and he met Qin Wei, a good teacher.

"What a book of "Zhiyang True Qi", this time let me experience you well." Murong Sicheng muttered a few words to himself, and then calmed down, closed his eyes, and silently recited the mental method of Zhiyang True Qi in his heart, hoping to feel the difference in it once.

What made Murong Sicheng happy was that every time he cultivated the "Zhiyang True Qi", he could have a new experience, this time, he had slowly felt that there seemed to be a small stream of air hovering in his body, but Murong Sicheng couldn't control this group of true qi, so he could only let him swim in his body.

"Could it be that this is the true qi of the legend?" Murong Sicheng muttered in a low voice, but if he let his true qi wander away at will like this, would he lose his true qi, would he practice in vain like this? Murong Sicheng thought in his heart, no, it seems that he must stop this ball of true qi and can't let him slip away at will.

"Don't stop, just let it roam through your body at will." At this time, Qin Wei stretched his head out of the quilt and said.

"Brother Qin, are you awake?!" Murong Sicheng said happily, he was still worried about his lack of knowledge of the exercises just now, but now it seems that there is no need to worry at all, as long as Brother Qin is here, there is nothing that cannot be solved.

"Well, I haven't slept all the time." Qin Wei pillowed his pillow and said with a smile, his current physical condition, in addition to lying on his stomach, he can only lie on his stomach, otherwise the injury on his waist will be very painful.

"Then why don't you speak?" Murong Sicheng asked very incomprehensibly, don't you know that I have been waiting for you?

"I don't speak, it's to see how you're practicing and how you're doing." Qin Wei Zhenzhen said with words, if he stared at Murong Sicheng to practice, it would definitely cause some trouble to this child, so Qin Wei simply hid and did not disturb Murong Sicheng, Qin Wei wanted to see how Murong Sicheng's "Zhiyang True Qi" was practiced, it didn't matter, I found that this child's progress was really fast.

Qin Wei remembered that when he first handed over to Murong Sicheng's husband, he just memorized it, and he didn't know how to use his luck, so it didn't take a week, Murong Sicheng's internal strength had already formed his true qi, it seemed that he really worked hard, so it was the best, and he didn't have to worry about it.

"Brother Qin, what do you think of my practice?" Murong Sicheng asked anxiously, forgetting that there was still true qi in his body, this ball of true qi was on Murong Sicheng's abdomen, slowly upward, Murong Sicheng only felt a pain in his abdomen, as if his stomach was full of gas.

"Brother Qin, what's wrong with me?"

Oh! Before Murong Sicheng's words were finished, he hiccuped, and the little young master was obviously a little embarrassed by this embarrassment, so he immediately sneered: "Brother Qin, I didn't mean to. ”

Qin Wei shook his head and said: "I know you didn't mean it, this is true qi, it's just that yours is beginning to take shape, if your internal strength is deep and you can't regulate the true qi in your body by yourself, that taste is much more uncomfortable than now." ”

Murong Sicheng nodded, signaling that he knew, it seemed that his internal strength was still not in the climate! Murong Sicheng couldn't help but sigh in his heart, as if he had thought of something, he suddenly raised his head and asked, "Brother Qin, why did you stop me just now?" ”

"When you cultivated the true qi just now, it was obvious that the true qi had been generated in your body, and the true qi was wandering around in your body, you thought it was draining, but in fact it was not, they were helping you open up the acupuncture points, and if this goes on for a long time, your acupuncture points will one day rush away." Qin Wei said with confidence, after all, he had really experienced it, and these true qi were generated from the body, and would not cause any bad effects on the body.

"It turns out that Brother Qin is thinking about me, it seems that I don't care." Murong Sicheng smiled embarrassedly and said, if his head could have turned a little more just now, he might not have been so reckless.

Young Master Qin Wei is already very perceptive, and he can quickly comprehend the true qi of Zhiyang, it is nothing more than relying on the ability of demon blood and Han Nianxing to practice internal strength for many years, if he is an ordinary person, he may not be as good as Murong Sicheng, as the master of the young master, Qin Wei feels that he needs to come and tell him the correct cultivation method, so he said: "Little young master, there is a difference between cultivating internal strength and practicing other martial arts. ”

"What's the difference?" Murong Sicheng asked.

"Internal strength is accumulated over time, and it cannot be learned in a day, so if you want to integrate the true qi of the supreme yang, you must persevere, and you can't be too anxious, once you are in a hurry, it will affect your feelings, and then the true qi in your body will be affected." Qin Wei warned that he didn't want the results of the little young master's hard work to be wasted.

"Brother Qin, I remember, I definitely won't be in a hurry!" Murong Sicheng is very useful, it seems that he is too anxious, how can there be internal skills in this world that can be practiced in one day, even if Murong Fei is practicing hard, she also comes step by step, so since she can't compare with Murong Fei in terms of talent, then the stupid bird flies first!

"Little master, I have something I want to ask you." Qin Wei seized this opportunity and asked.

This book originated from reading books