Chapter 12: Ghost Drawing and Concentration of Ideas
Chanting silently in his mouth, Zheng Haotian returned home absent-mindedly without squinting.
Zheng Chenglian looked at the son who suddenly became a goose with a stupid head inexplicably, and he didn't know what the hell he was doing.
"Haotian, you have been out practicing for a lot longer than usual today. He asked tentatively.
Zheng Hao said subconsciously: "I have learned the secret of cultivating true qi. ”
Zheng Chenglian sighed lightly, and a trace of worry flashed between his eyebrows. Although he is not even a hunter, he is quite clear about the difference between a hunter and a hunter.
Moreover, he knew that cultivating True Qi was not an easy task, and once he was not careful, the consequences were often unimaginable.
After hesitating for a moment, he said, "The village chief took the initiative to teach it?"
"Yes, Uncle Yu said, I have this qualification. ”
Zheng Chenglian relieved his mind at this time, the only thing he was worried about was that Zheng Haotian pestered Yu Weihua and Lin Ting, two good friends, to learn the secret technique of cultivating true qi, but since he was recognized by Yu Jiansheng, the little worry in his heart naturally flew out of the clouds.
Decades of interaction with Yu Jiansheng made him know that the village chief was a calm person, and if he was not absolutely sure, he would never teach Zheng Haotian the secret technique of cultivating true qi.
Gently patting his son's shoulder, Zheng Chenglian encouraged: "Haotian, since the village chief thinks that you can cultivate true qi, then you have to work harder and don't let him down." ”
Zheng Haotian nodded heavily, the desire in his heart was stronger than his father's expectations.
Zheng Chenglian showed a satisfied smile and said, "People are iron, rice is steel, no matter how hard you work, go and eat for me first." Also, remember the combination of work and rest, and don't forget the homework assigned every day. ”
A bright smile flashed on Zheng Haotian's face, and he said, "Dad, don't worry, I will definitely pass on your craftsmanship." ”
Although Zheng Chenglian nodded, there was an indescribable worry in his heart, if his son really became a hunter one day, would he still fiddle with those woods and pass on his skills?
Zheng Haotian came to the kitchen and swallowed the food prepared by his father in his stomach, but he came to the room, took out his pen and ink, and began to paint.
In just a few moments, dozens of different plants and animals appeared vividly on the paper.
These things are the animals and plants introduced in the first book of the family heirloom, although Zheng Haotian has never seen any of them, but under the supervision of his father, he has been able to draw proficiently, and completely recite the introduction inside.
When he was done, he spread out a piece of paper again and began to draw on it.
The things he paints are extremely complex, circle after circle, one after the other, and all the strokes are done in one go, and the nib never leaves the paper in the whole process.
"Well done. Zheng Chenglian, who was standing at the door and watching, exclaimed in a low voice.
Zheng Haotian raised his head and showed a sincere smile. Then, he continued to lower his head and began a new ghost drawing.
Slowly closed the door, Zheng Chenglian was completely relieved of his son.
The ghost talisman that Zheng Haotian drew just now is the third book about the skills that need to be mastered in the talisman technique, and when Zheng Chenglian was young, he also tried many times, but for some reason, he never completed it in one go.
Among these ghost talismans that he couldn't understand at all, there seemed to be a magical force that was interfering, and there was nothing he could do about it.
However, all these accidents did not appear in his son's body, and Zheng Haotian was able to easily complete all the complex ghost drawings with one stroke. No matter how complex and mysterious the strokes of those talismans are, it seems that they can't be difficult to find Zheng Haotian.
Sometimes Zheng Chenglian even doubted that if there was really a special paper in his hand that could make a talisman, then Zheng Haotian might be able to complete a real talisman.
Of course, this is just his imagination, not to mention whether that kind of legendary paper exists, even if it is given to Zheng Haotian, he will not be able to complete it.
In the room, Zheng Haotian finished making the talismans one by one with great seriousness.
Half an hour later, he put down his pen and took a long breath, and instead of feeling any tiredness, he was full of energy, as if he had inexhaustible strength all over his body.
Glancing at the things on the table, he shook his head regretfully, these things are real ghost drawings, although there is no difference between what he drew and what is contained in the book, but there is no magic power recorded in the book at all. If it weren't for his unexpected discovery that every time the ghost drew a talisman, he would have become refreshed, and he wouldn't have concentrated on practicing hard at all.
However, practicing every day to this time is the extreme, if you continue to practice, this inexplicable spirit will quickly decline, so he stopped drawing ghost talismans in moderation.
Pushed open the door and handed over to his father all the animal and plant patterns and ghost drawings he had drawn.
Zheng Chenglian looked at them one by one and nodded with satisfaction, in fact, he can still recognize the patterns of animals and plants, but he doesn't know much about his son's ghost drawings.
It seemed to have a magical power that scared him, and he didn't dare to touch it easily.
However, in front of his son, he put on an appearance that the old god was there.
"Haotian, your painting is getting better and better, continue to work hard in the future. ”
Zheng Haotian nodded excitedly, children are always quite happy with the praise of adults. He turned, picked up his hammer, and walked out into the room, where he began to tinkle and thump.
During this year, under the selfless guidance of his father, he had mastered various basic skills of carpentering.
Perhaps because of his great strength and martial arts, he also showed great talent when he learned the skills of a carpenter, and although a year was not a long time, he was faintly close to his father in terms of the quality of the furniture and weapons in his hands.
This made Zheng Chenglian full of emotion, and the Zheng family has a saying that I don't know from which generation.
The carpenters of the Zheng family are unlearned, and only those who practice martial arts can truly bring all their skills into play. Zheng Chenglian had never believed it before, but now after seeing Zheng Haotian's learning speed, he no longer has any doubts.
It's just that the real martial arts practitioners are at least geniuses who can be promoted to hunters in the future, and how can they be willing to condescend to learn carpenter's work. If it weren't for Zheng Haotian being his son, I am afraid that he might not be willing to inherit this craft.
He shook his head, gathered up all the papers in his hand, went to the stove and stuffed it in, and burned it clean.
Ancestral teachings, everything in the family heirloom can't be passed on, so he naturally has to abide by the ancestral teachings.
Although it is a pity that these papers were burned in vain, these losses are still within the range that Zheng Carpenter can bear.
An hour later, Zheng Haotian put down the tools in his hand, looked at the chair he had made, and nodded with satisfaction. Today's study tasks have been completed, and the rest of the time is completely at his disposal.
If it's a normal time, he'll go to boxing, or continue to make some furniture weapons or something, or else it's a good idea to read the contents of the family heirloom.
However, today he didn't have any thoughts, because what was coiling in his mind was the True Qi cultivation method.
According to Uncle Murayu, as long as you have enough physique and carefully cultivate according to the methods he taught, you will be able to feel a wisp of qi in about three months to half a year, and you will be able to truly give birth to a trace of true qi in about a year.
Yu Weihua and Lin Ting are both like this, they both obtained the inheritance at the age of thirteen, and after about a year of penance, they have the first trace of true qi.
Although this wisp of true qi is still a long way from being able to be used in battle, it has great benefits for one's own physique.
He shook his head, walked into his room, gently closed the door, and sat down cross-legged on the bed.
In his mind, he repeatedly recalled the words taught by Yu Jiansheng, and his thoughts were concentrated in the dantian, and he was able to slowly produce a sense of qi, and finally form true qi.
Focused ......
The average person often can't concentrate when they first start trying. But Zheng Haotian was different, he was thinking in his heart, and in just a moment, he had completely abandoned the distracting thoughts in his heart and concentrated his thoughts on the dantian under his lower abdomen.
It's not because of how great his talent is, it's because he's been drawing ghost talismans for a year.
These ghost drawings may seem simple, but they are not easy to complete.
When you finish those complicated strokes in one go, you have to concentrate all your minds.
At that moment, Zheng Haotian's spirit was absolutely a hundred times concentrated, and his heart was free of distractions. If it weren't for that, he wouldn't have been able to express those ghost drawings perfectly.
His father, Zheng Chenglian, was unable to do this, so even after decades of study, he still couldn't enter this area, and he couldn't even complete a complete set of ghost drawings.
Therefore, although Zheng Haotian was exercising his true qi for the first time, he had already been meditating for about a year, and the most difficult level of cultivating martial arts, the concentration of thoughts had been passed by him unconsciously.
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