Zhao Jinhuan looked surprised, he couldn't imagine that this Feng Gongzi was so young, but he had such foresight.

Before he came to the Feng family, he naturally inquired about the temperament of the head of the Feng family, and knew that Feng Changren was a person who doted on his son.

In his opinion, Feng Ji must be a gentleman, and he didn't expect today's Q&A, this son seems to be quite assertive.

"This son is in a rich and gentle township, but he can be prepared for danger in times of peace, and he is not as stubborn as the outside world rumores."

He pressed his mind, looked at Feng Ji's physical condition again, and couldn't help but shake his head secretly.

This son is short of blood and blood, his face is pale, and his steps are vain, and at first glance it is a place of nostalgia for fireworks all year round.

With this appearance, where can I practice martial arts?

At that moment, he chuckled and said: "Feng Ji, you must know that people who practice martial arts are most taboo about the lack of essence and blood, if they practice martial arts, I am afraid that they will not be able to go to Fireworks Willow Lane to play anymore, do you still want to learn martial arts?" ”

Feng Ji was stunned for a moment, and then his old face turned red.

Zhao Jinhuan almost said directly, you can't go to prostitution in the future.

Feng Changren also hurriedly coughed twice, hiding his embarrassment, and said: "This kid looks like his mother, looks delicate, and always makes peach blossoms when he goes out, it is inevitable that he will attract bees and butterflies. ”

Feng Ji hurriedly expressed his stance and said, "Master Zhao, Feng Ji will definitely devote himself to martial arts in the future, stay away from fireworks and willow lane, and cut off the contact of vulgar fans!" ”

Well, rouge vulgar powder must be kept away, and girls who don't have 90 points up in the future won't touch it.

Zhao Jinhuan saw that he was sincere, and seemed to be extremely resolute, and he secretly thought in his heart.

At present, he is wanted by the Qing court, and there is really no place to stay.

This Feng family is also a little rich in Caozhou, not only has a medicine store, a rice shop, outside Qingyuan County, there are also 100 acres of fertile land, there is indeed a place for him, but it is not good to refrain directly.

It's just that his Golden Bell Jar Kung Fu is his lifeblood, and it is also the secret of the White Lotus Sect, and it must not be passed on lightly.

After thinking about it, he thought of a compromise method, and said with a smile: "I naturally believe in your determination, but my kung fu is a hard skill, and it is quite hard to practice, so how about it, you can follow me to practice for half a year to see, if you can really endure this hardship, I will accept you to get started, how about it?" ”

In half a year, presumably the news of the Qing court's pursuit of him should also be relaxed, and when the world is big, he will naturally have a place to go.

Besides, if you want to come to this rich boy, you can't last for half a year.

Zhao Jinhuan said secretly in his heart.

When Feng Ji heard this, he immediately said, "Thank you, Master!" ”

Zhao Jinhuan waved his hand again and again: "You don't have to call me Master, wait for half a year, if you can enter my door, it's not too late to call me Master, as for now, you are the same as the nursing home outside, just call me Master Zhao." ”

Feng Changren said with a smile: "Hey, Master Zhao, since you want to teach him boxing, he should treat each other with a teacher's courtesy, the subordinates outside don't understand the rules, how can we not understand?" ”

Feng Ji glanced at his father, and secretly said in his heart that his cheap father deserves to be in business, and he has high emotional intelligence.

It doesn't matter if you teach it or not, anyway, this one master is called, so you have to teach both hands real kung fu.

Besides, Feng Ji is Feng Changren's son, but he is not a servant of the courtyard, call you Master, you don't treat some people differently, where is it reasonable?

Feng Ji understood his father's intentions, and hurriedly said: "Yes, master, a teacher for one day and a father for life, how can you mess up the etiquette?" Even if I don't enter your disciple and only be an outer disciple, I should also call you Master. ”

Zhao Jinhuan was helpless, and was told by the father and son that he had no choice, so he had to recognize Feng Ji, an 'outer disciple'.

……

At around nine o'clock, Feng Ji changed into a short suit in the courtyard, and his hands and feet were tied with straps.

Zhao Jinhuan stood beside him and said slowly: "Feng Ji, outsiders know that I have practiced this kung fu, I am invulnerable, and my blade is difficult to hurt, I only know that my kung fu is hard qigong, but I don't know my real name of this kung fu." ”

"Today I will teach you, this skill is called the Golden Bell Jar, after practice, the whole body is as hard as iron, like the Golden Bell Jar body, and it is difficult to hurt with knives and guns."

"This exercise is mainly based on boiling skin, flesh, muscles and bones, and strengthens the resistance of muscles and skin through external practice and rehearsals."

"Of course, it's useless to practice brutally, you have to cooperate with this medicinal bath to not hurt your body and get results."

"However, the secret recipe of the medicinal bath is a secret that is not passed down in this door, and I will bring you the medicinal materials every day."

"Today, I will teach you to stand on the pile, you must learn to carry qi and blood, and then you can withstand external forces."

"Now learn from me to the horse step pile, remember, all boxing kung fu starts from the pile gong, you need to know that the power starts from the ground, the next plate is unstable, and you can't learn any kung fu."

"Keep your feet shoulder-width apart, your toes facing straight ahead, and your knees straight...... Yes, spread your legs a little more......"

With Zhao Jinhuan's hands-on teaching, Feng Ji quickly mastered the standing method of the horse step pile.

This horse step pile exercises the leg muscles, and people who don't have a foundation can't squat for five minutes.

Feng Ji is naturally a typical foundationless, but in a minute, he was already sweating on his forehead and his legs trembling.

Zhao Jinhuan shook his head when he saw it, this foundation is too bad.

However, to his surprise, although Feng Ji's thighs trembled and his forehead sweated, he still gritted his teeth and persevered.

"This kid is ruthless."

Zhao Jinhuan couldn't help nodding secretly.

After about three minutes or so, Feng Ji finally couldn't hold on, and the pile gong action was out of shape.

"Stop, remember, once the pile gong is out of shape, no matter how much you insist, it's in vain, take a break, and come back in a while."

Feng Ji rubbed his sour thighs, and couldn't help asking, "Master, if you continue to practice like this, when will it be considered the beginning of pile gong?" ”

Zhao Jinhuan said with a smile: "I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, kung fu can't be practiced overnight, you have to practice hard day after day, as for when it is considered to be a beginner, when you don't feel tired and tired in your legs, you will naturally get started." ”

Feng Ji frowned: "How can you not be tired of squatting on a horse?"

As if seeing Feng Ji's doubts, Zhao Jinhuan explained and smiled: "Pile Gong is a martial artist's body cultivation skill, and you feel tired because you can't carry qi and blood." ”

"If you really get started, when you stand on the pile, the qi and blood circulate with the rhythm of breathing, and the qi will continue to grow, and you will become more and more energetic, as long as the qi and blood do not decay, you will not be tired."

"Therefore, for us who practice boxing, essence and blood are particularly important, and we must not indulge in excessive desires, covet beauty, and waste essence in vain."

Feng Ji smiled awkwardly and said, "Master don't worry, I will definitely quit sex in the future." ”

After practicing the pile gong for an hour, Feng Ji's legs were already sore.

Zhao Jinhuan finally stopped the training of the pile gong, and said: "Today's pile gong is over, I will teach you this golden bell jar five style moves, don't ask you to learn it immediately, familiarize yourself with it first." ”

Feng Ji clasped his fists and nodded: "Okay." ”

These five moves should be secret tricks, Feng Ji didn't see Zhao Jinhuan pass it on to those courtyard servants outside.

He nodded in agreement while silently observing the changes in his attribute panel.