Chapter 24 Wang's Dad: It's really like my son [Happy Lantern Festival, everyone]

Under the silver moonlight, the night was dark and deep.

On the back slope of the Wang family's farmhouse, Wang Zhenjiang, the father of Wang, who had finally finished tutoring the martial arts for the two little ones in the evening, and was practicing martial arts alone, was practicing diligently in his own practice hut.

I really grasped every minute and every second of my time, and I didn't dare to relax in the slightest.

Martial arts practice is like sailing against the current, and if you don't advance, you will retreat.

Winter practice Sanjiu, summer practice Sanfu is just the most basic professional norm of a martial artist, countless boring, boring loneliness accompanied, that is the truest portrayal of a martial artist.

As the saying goes, the master is lonely, and the master must have a heart that can endure loneliness.

Because the cultivation of a master is made of loneliness, I want to be happy, I want to be wonderful, I want to be worry-free, but I can't even stand the "loneliness", so how can I be a "master"?

Well... Ahem, ahem...

The above sentence is said to be the opening up of the Han Sanxing, but also promulgated countless policies that transcend the times, and completely stabilized the Han Zhaolie Emperor, after a drink, said to his two "martial god" brothers.

But the speaker is unintentional, the listener is intentional, it is this joke, but I don't know how many martial arts descendants of the Han Dynasty have regarded it as a wise saying, which continues to flow for future generations.

And Wang's father is one of them.

Although Dad Wang, so far, in the huge martial arts system, is still only a small shrimp of the twelfth layer of a martial artist, and he has not even entered the real door of the martial arts world, this still does not prevent him from treating himself as a "master" at all times.

In fact, even Dad Wang's idol burden is too heavy, so he never dared to talk to a few children about this "master loneliness" theory.

Otherwise, just a martial arts testimonial like his would definitely be able to attract Wang Li, especially Wang Li, who got the mentally retarded system, secretly bared his teeth behind his back, and he had to sigh constantly.

After all, in recent years, the "ascetic stream" under the martial arts side system is really not in line with the general trend of the pluralistic void sea, and even the "qualification stream", "comprehension stream", and "resource stream" are not very popular.

Nowadays, everyone pays attention to "soft rice and hard eating", and advocates "open hanging"!

You can't even "hang" it, and you still want to be a master, go home early and plant corn on the cob!

Well...... Having said that, although Dad Wang didn't grow corn at home, he opened a farmhouse!

At this moment, the mixed yuan internal force cultivated by the "Mixed Yuan Qigong" circulated endlessly in his twelve canons, and a trace of internal force overflowed from his body, which was the appearance that his "Mixed Yuan Qigong" was running to the limit, almost unable to advance.

The internal force formed a circle of rising and rising waves on him, blowing the entire practice hut hula and hula, as if it was about to fall apart directly in the next moment, but in the end, all the visions disappeared, and they returned to the ordinary.

"Alas~ still can't do it...... Obviously, the previous state was already the best I had in the past few years... But it turned out to be the same. ”

"Mixed Yuan Qigong" has been refined and successful, and he is nearly fifty years old, but he still maintains the lively blood of a teenager in his twenties, and even Wang's father, who is less than thirty years old, opened his eyes and looked around, and couldn't help sighing.

The most significant feature of the martial artist is that the internal force penetrates the twelve canons, mixing a strand, thus turning into "true qi", with some "true" characteristics, which can not only get rid of the body and hurt people, but also can produce visions such as "Daogang", "Sword Mang", "Fist Blade", etc., which directly expands the range of killing the enemy several times!

Not to mention the evolution of his human body, in terms of lethality alone, after reaching the level of "warrior", it has expanded dozens of times!

Just like before, if Dad Wang can break through the "martial artist" and the martial arts true qi sweeps around, then there is absolutely no possibility that this practice nest will still exist.

The biggest possibility is to directly turn into debris flying in the sky, in order to celebrate his first transformation under the martial arts system!

It's like now, crumbling for a long time, but when I look back, this house is stronger than myself!

Estimate the degree of sturdiness, and be able to send away your grandchildren!

This look is too frustrating.

In fact, for tonight's breakthrough, Dad Wang has been preparing for several years.

It is not only the blood and internal force of the self-body that begins to be consciously purified a few years in advance, but also contains a mouthful of mixed "qi".

Even not long ago, Wang's father, together with the queen mother, secretly spent ninety percent of the working capital accumulated by his farmhouse in the past few decades, and consumed a lot of favors.

I purchased a few pieces from the hardcover pharmacies in the province, which are dedicated to breaking through the realm of "martial apprentices", and even allowing martial artists to reduce their injuries after the breakthrough fails, and maintain the "One Turn Baiyang Pill" that the current martial arts realm does not fall!

Don't be too expensive, don't be too troublesome, martial arts resources that have always been able to break through the realm have always been in short supply.

And an elixir like "One Turn Baiyang Pill" that can not only break through the martial arts, but also heal the physical body and maintain the effect of the martial arts realm without depravity, then it is even more priceless!

Most of them have long been digested by the Han Federation.

It's not a consumption of human affection, how can a self-employed small boss like Wang's father buy it?

But whether to say it or not, a "Baiyang Dan" was in the stomach, and Wang's father felt it on the spot, and he didn't even have time to explain to the queen mother, so he made a direct breakthrough overnight.

It's a pity that the idea is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

Facts have proved that Wang's father's feeling is just his "illusion" after all.

It should be that there is no breakthrough, or that there is no breakthrough.

"Alas~ I will be fifty in a few years, and my blood will start to decline, if I can't break through now, then what can I do in the future?" Dad Wang couldn't help but sigh softly.

"You can't really learn from those black warriors, like fallen martial artists, in order to break through the martial arts realm, do everything, even at the expense of believing in evil gods, worshipping weirdness, implanting brute blood, and even sacrificing family members together, right?"

Thinking of some unsightly possibilities, Dad Wang couldn't help but shudder.

If that's the only way to break through the "warrior", then you're a "warrior...... Don't break through!

"However, there is still something left for the two little ones." Wang's father, Wang Zhenjiang, looked at the two "Bai Yangdan" that were as round as white jade in the hardcover wooden box in front of him, and couldn't help but show his old father's relieved smile.

The two are just one of the younger, and they don't fight or grab.

As for the eldest son......

"What people!" Suddenly, Dad Wang's expression moved, and he suddenly shouted.

"Bang!"

I saw that the door of this practice hut was cracked directly from the outside.

Then a black-robed man in a black robe and carrying a sack "quack" laughed strangely, and walked in from the broken gate with figure-eight steps.

Wang's father: "......"

Whether to say it or not, there was a moment when he didn't know that it was impossible.

Just this black-robed man who laughed like a duck, that voice, that gesture, that was really like his own unobtrusive eldest son!

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