Wei Hong's implication.

Wei Tu understood.

What his second aunt means is to let him speak cautiously, she will be busy when she is busy, but she will not be busy when she is busy.

"My nephew came this time to ask my second aunt to learn a few martial arts from the Huang Zhai Nursing Home, so that I can maintain my body."

Wei Tu pondered for a moment and said.

"Practicing martial arts? Since ancient times, you have been poor and rich in martial arts, and you are old, and there will be no way out for practicing martial arts. Wei Hong frowned.

She hoped that her nephew begged her for help to ask for a good errand in the Huang Mansion, but after thinking about it, Wei Tu had been sold to the Li Mansion, so there was no way to say this.

has her mother's family, and she is a foreign-married girl with strong confidence, but unfortunately the Wei family can't support the wall and can't help her at all.

"It's also good to practice one-hand health skills and strengthen your body."

Wei Tu's words retreated a little.

Compared with unique martial arts, health preservation skills are considered to be rotten things among martial artists, and they are not precious.

"Since you insist, then I'll say hello to Martial Master Ruan and let him teach you a few hands." Seeing Wei Tu's stubbornness, Wei Hong sighed and agreed.

After finishing speaking, Wei Hong didn't have the heart to chat with Wei Tu in the wing, glanced at the maid, casually found a reason, and got up to leave.

"Second aunt, this gift ......"

Wei Tu saw that Wei Hong was about to turn around and walk out of the door, so he hurriedly reminded him.

"Qinghe, take the gift." Wei Hong didn't look back, and after giving a word to the maid, he continued to walk towards the corridor.

After a while, Wei Tu, who was in the wing, figured out that Wei Hong didn't take the gift directly when he left, but secretly told him not to come to her second aunt next time.

That's it.

"The second grandmother has already greeted Martial Master Ruan, and Brother Wei is invited here."

In the afternoon, a maid named "Cuiliu" came to the wing room and led Wei Tu to another courtyard in the front yard.

Walking into the gate of the courtyard, Wei Tu saw a burly man with a knife at his waist teaching two young men in brocade clothes in the wide area of the courtyard.

These two young brocade boys, one is thirteen or fourteen years old, and the other is only seven or eight years old.

He said in his heart, this burly man should be the Ruan Wushi in Wei Hong's mouth.

"You're Weitu?" Martial Master Ruan glanced at Wei Tu, a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes, but his words did not show it.

"Yes, Martial Master Ruan."

Wei Tu clenched his fists and bowed.

The martial artist of the nursing house is the guest of honor of a large family, and he is not a first-class servant.

"Second grandma, please, let me teach you a set of health skills. I have here just the turtle breath nourishing qigong that I got when I was young, you can take it. ”

Ruan Wushi took out a yellowed album from his sleeve and threw it to Wei Tu.

"Remember this Turtle Breath Qigong move, and after seven days, give it to Menzi and return it to me......"

He said.

After speaking, Martial Master Ruan waved his hand and motioned for Wei Tu to leave.

There is not the slightest idea of wanting to teach Weitu.

Wei Tu saw the disgusting eyes of Martial Master Ruan and the two young masters of the Huang family, and he was not angry, thanked him, and walked away.

At this time, there was a conversation between two brocade-clothed men behind him.

"Wonshan, was it cousin just now? Why don't you say hello? ”

"He's not my cousin, and my mother didn't let me see him......"

The tail note faded, and when the hotness on Wei Tu's face gradually subsided, and he raised his head and looked straight ahead, he suddenly realized that he had been out of the yellow house for a short time.

"With this golden finger, so I have courage and self-esteem in my chest? No more numbness ......"

Weitu laughed to himself.

As early as last night, when he thought about going to the Yellow Mansion to find his second aunt Wei Hong, he had already expected that today's scene might happen.

But there was no way, except for the Huang family where Wei Hong was located, it was difficult for him to come into contact with health preservation skills in other places, let alone martial arts.

Health care is rotten street, which is also relative to the children of rich families and martial artists.

Even if he could get in touch, he would pay a lot more than these two sneers.

"One step at a time."

"With health preservation skills, if you stick to it, you will be able to become a master sooner or later."

Wei Tu hugged the album in his arms, stepped up, and walked towards Li's house.

He couldn't wait to practice this Turtle Breath Nourishing Qigong.

Although the killing is not as good as the general martial arts, it does not mean that the health maintenance skill does not have the slightest fighting ability.

Strong and strong, always better than ordinary people.

In addition, if you have achieved achievements in health maintenance exercises, you can also get twice the result with half the effort if you also practice other martial arts.

Return to the Li Mansion.

After Wei Tu added material to the half-big black horse, he picked up the oil lamp in the stable, hid in the side room where he slept, and began to watch the book "Turtle Breath Nourishing Qigong" handed to him by Ruan Wushi.

This turtle breath cultivation qigong is not complicated, there are only seven pile gongs, a total of thirty-two pile gong pictures.

Two or three hours later, Wei Tu began to stand on the stump and practice according to the picture of health preservation.

He spread his feet apart, first with his chest and back, his shoulders and elbows, and then his abdomen and hips, controlling his breath and breath.

The movements he practiced were very stiff, and he couldn't do the "upper and lower realities", "body void pile reality", and "virtual reality coexist" of the turtle breath cultivation qigong pile gong.

However, fortunately, this skill is not complicated, and under the repeated drills, his movements have become more and more familiar.

Again.

Twice.

On the thirty-second time.

Wei Tu's eyes flickered, and a line of handwriting appeared on his golden purple lifeframe, as if engraved on it.

"Turtle Breath Nourishing Qigong (1/100): Nine exercises a day, five years to achieve."

"Five years, this time is too long, five years, I can cultivate this health preservation skill to the ...... of Dacheng"

Wei Tu didn't care about the surprise of discovering the application of this life, so his face became a little ugly, although he had already guessed his qualifications, but it took him five years to practice a basic health preservation skill still made him unwilling.

Ordinary people practice health exercises, and they will become proficient in a few months.

Where to use it for five years.

"Wait, it will be completed in five years, and the focus is not on five years, but on the word 'success'......"

Wei Tu opened the booklet and saw a sentence in the preface of "Turtle Breath Nourishing Qigong".

[After the cultivation of qi is completed, qi starts from the pulse, and you can enter the realm of feeling qi. 】

Combined with the [Great Late Bloomer] life, that is to say, he took longer to practice this "Turtle Breath Nourishing Qigong" than others, but he will definitely succeed and give birth to a sense of qi.

In other words, his practice is not necessarily worse than others, but others seem to be proficient in training, but they have not really achieved great success.

"I just don't know what realm this realm of emotion is in the martial arts......

Weitu sighed.

Due to his background, he still knows too little about the world.

I've only heard some information.

However, he guessed that this realm should be extraordinary, otherwise he would not have emphasized this realm in the preface of "Turtle Breath Nourishing Qigong".

"Five years is not a long time, and after five years, it will be clear whether this golden finger matches my guess."

Wetu waited patiently.

At this moment, he is only seventeen years old, and in five years, he will only be twenty-two years old.