After getting up early in the morning, Song Tianpeng played Tai Chi in his own courtyard. Back to the room to sit up, the left and right fingers arch back on the index finger, the thumb and index finger of both hands are blended into a circle, the ring finger and the little finger are crossed and placed in the middle dantian, the eyes are slightly closed, and the true qi runs through the various veins in the body from the dantian, runs the whole body, and finally returns to the dantian. This is a small week. Over and over again.

Once grandfather Song Yuzhuo asked him what weapon he liked to use, Song Tianpeng just said that it was not time to use it yet. In his previous life, Song Tianpeng once saw such a passage in a book: shoulders and hips, elbows and knees, hands and feet, capture is dead, take is alive, capture is successful, Fang Jin weapons. Weapons are the extension of hands and feet, the so-called unity of man and weapon. The heart and the mind are together, the mind and the qi are combined, the qi and the force are combined, the inner yin and the outer yang, the inside and the outside are one, and it is difficult to practice it.

In fact, to put it bluntly, don't learn to run before you learn to walk. Before their own potential is fully realized, they will go to learn something else, and their energy is already limited, and if they take care of both, it will inevitably have an impact.

Since being struck by lightning two days ago, Song Tianpeng's feeling for the Thor Hammer has become even stronger, and it is quietly staying in one place waiting for its arrival. With such a good weapon, of course Song Tianpeng would not choose any weapons.

In just 10 days, Song Tianpeng's strength actually jumped another grade. Of course, this is inseparable from the energy in his brain, and now the energy has flowed evenly throughout Song Tianpeng's body with the blood, strengthening and refining it. Even if the current Song Tianpeng meets the Martial Saint, he has the strength to fight a battle.

Song Tianpeng is now a martial artist of the ninth grade, at this age, it is enough to be called a genius with such cultivation, and even some of the so-called geniuses of the Shengyuan Continent are not as high as his cultivation.

As the level of a martial artist increases, it will become more and more difficult to improve. It's hard to achieve much without hard work and amazing talent. Maybe there are many geniuses at the martial arts level, but with the improvement of the grade, the geniuses may also become ordinary, like Song Tianpeng, a super genius who broke through to the eighth rank of martial arts at the age of 18, I am afraid there will not be many in the world. You must know that Song Tianpeng's father, Song Renzong, is also a martial saint six grades, and his qualifications are not bad.

After six days of true qi, his queen mother sent her maid over to tell her to go to breakfast. Song Tianpeng responded, stood up and moved his body, clenched his fists, felt a little more strength, and nodded with satisfaction. Just as he was proud, a spherical white figure ran out of the door quickly. Needless to say, it was the dragon pig. When it comes to eating, this little guy feels like he's doping.

Song Tianpeng couldn't help but despise it, "It's really a starving ghost!" Then he was really angry and quickly chased out. The maid saw only a figure float by. She was no longer surprised by such a situation. This little master of his own has always been so positive about eating.

When Song Tianpeng arrived at the dinner table, the dragon pig had already arrived, and he was bouncing around his special big golden bowl on the ground, watching the queen clip it with delicious food. Song Tianpeng had to admire this magic pet of his own, he was running with five success forces just now, and the speed was quite fast, but he didn't even see the ass of the dragon pig. The speed of light is not comparable to that of ordinary pigs, and maybe this magic pet of his own will bring surprises to himself in the future.

Although Song Tianpeng ran all the way, his face was not red or panting, and the rhythm of his breathing did not change, which was inseparable from his usual exercise. I said hello to my parents, picked up the bowl and devoured it.

Seeing her son eating, Queen Cao said with a smile: "Peng'er, eat slowly, and no one is robbing you, you don't look like a prince at all." Although she said so, in fact, the queen was still very happy in her heart, these meals were all made by herself, and her family's love to eat her own meals was the best evaluation of her own craftsmanship.

Song Tianpeng agreed twice, and said vaguely while filling his mouth with rice: "Mom, you can't just talk about me, look at my dad." After speaking, he glanced in the direction of Song Renzong next to him.

After listening to Song Tianpeng's words, Song Renzong didn't seem to be talking about himself, and he didn't want to hurry up and eat to review the folds or something. There's a lot of business to deal with. Hurry up and eat to eat and you can still do a lot of time saved by saving. Although you are the honor of the Ninth Five-Year Plan and are high, the problem of food and clothing for all the people in the whole country falls on the shoulders of Song Renzong alone.

The so-called seeking his own affairs in his position, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility.

The queen smiled and thought, "These two are really father and son!"

The meal was enjoyable, and under the drive of Song Tianpeng, the queen's meal was also very fragrant, which may be the so-called infectiousness.

Song Renzong went to the council hall early after eating, and Song Tianpeng sat and chatted with his mother.

My grandfather went to retreat a few days ago, and Master Li Jing also left yesterday on the Wind and Thunder Beast.

Calculating the time, Song Tianpeng has been at home for almost two weeks, and it is time to go back to school. I told the queen that I planned to go back to the courtyard this afternoon and go to school tomorrow.

The queen is still a little reluctant, although this is not the first time. When the child grows up, he always has to go to the outside world to break through, but as a mother, she still has some selfish thoughts, and always hopes that her child will always be by her side, so that she can take good care of him.

The mother of the child is worried, and the mother's love is great. As you grow older, don't forget to add these years to your parents, who are getting older day by day. Go home often, even if it's just to help mom brush chopsticks and wash dishes, and help dad hammer his back and rub his shoulders. To you who are reading this book, you are also saying to yourself who wrote this book!

After dinner, Song Tianpeng promised to come back often to see him, and his mother let him go. Fortunately, the palace is not very far from the outside house, and it is only more than an hour by carriage.

Sitting in the carriage, Song Tianpeng's heart was warm, and it was a very happy thing for someone to think about you.

When Song Tianpeng arrived at his residence, the moon had already hung on the branches.

may have heard the sound of the carriage, and as soon as Song Tianpeng got out of the carriage, the two maids greeted him.

"I'll make you dinner. A maid said.

"No need, Sister Wu, I came back after dinner. Song Tianpeng hurriedly said, turned to the coachman and said, "Brother Li, it's troublesome, go back early!"

The coachman didn't have much expression on his face: "The second emperor uh the second son tormented his subordinates, these are all things within the emperor's subordinates." The coachman's face flushed, but it was gone in a blink of an eye, and he almost told the identity of the second prince, this is highly confidential, if it is leaked out, I am afraid that Song Tianpeng will be in danger, you must know that some rebels are worried that there is no chance to attack the royal family.

Fortunately, the two maids were a little far away and didn't notice the change in the coachman.

"Bajie, get out of the car. Song Tianpeng shouted into the car.

The coachman surnamed Li arched his hand towards Song Tianpeng and said, "Subordinates say goodbye!"

"Hmm. Song Tianpeng nodded at him, then turned around and walked towards the courtyard.

The two maids wanted to ask Song Tianpeng what the sentence "Bajie, get off" meant, but before they turned around, they saw a white pig jumping out of the carriage that was about to go, shook their heads, stretched their waists and opened their mouths to hit two "Ha~~Ha~~", looked up at the two people who were staring at them in a daze, and rolled their eyes, which seemed to be what was the fuss. looked at Song Tianpeng, who had already walked into the courtyard, and followed in unhurriedly.

It wasn't until the dragon pig jumped over the gate that the two sisters reacted.

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