There is no excuse that the Qin family's sister-in-law can't help but participate in the cultivation, so Qin Jian still got up the next day and climbed Tiantai Mountain with a basket on his back, there are 2,000 steps from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, and in the process of climbing, he just practiced the Qin family's internal strength and mental method of breathing and breathing.

He took a very skillful route on weekdays, but today Qin Jian had to be extra careful, the wound under his ribs still affected his movements and the coordination of his body after all, and he had a swollen pig's head face that was beaten, and he also ushered in all kinds of ridiculed eyes.

However, this kind of gaze has no real lethality for him, since he was a child, because his family was weak, he barely stayed among the heirs of the lineage, this kind of cynicism and contempt he has seen too much, and he has long been unwavering.

Qin Jian's back basket not only had breakfast, ink blocks, aprons, brushes and other necessities, but also two or three ironclad items, which were thirty catties. That is to say, his mountaineering weight is 30 pounds heavier than others, so it means that the process of mountaineering is slower than others.

Over the years, this increasing weight of the iron has not stopped in his practice, which makes his body seem slow, but it is actually because of the weight. And his internal strength is also getting longer and deeper.

The Qin family's Guanri swordsmanship naturally has its internal strength foundation, only the sister-in-law of the family can inherit it, and Qin Jian naturally has cultivation.

Therefore, when the disciples of the family climbed the mountain, their white clothes fluttered like they were in the wind, and with the support of the internal strength and mental method, they could reach the top of the mountain in less than half an hour. Even a few breaths of cultivation to a higher level can rush to the top of the mountain. But when Qin Jian climbed the mountain, he had a sense of elegance, but his speed was not flattering, but he was just faster than ordinary people.

Tiantai Mountain is not big but very high, the steps from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain are very steep and rugged, and even some places are bumps made on the cliffs, just for footholding, the first two years of the Qin family's sister-in-law cultivation are all in the mountain climbing to practice courage, the mountain wind blows around and accidentally falls down is broken bones.

However, the group of teenage children of the Qin family were stunned and ran on these dangerous plank road steps. Mountaineering not only cultivates internal strength, but also cultivates light skills and body methods, I have to say that the ancestors of the Qin family chose this place with great ingenuity.

Qin Xing rushed over Qin Jian's head, turned around and continued to run wildly after revealing a look of disdain, he didn't believe the words of his eldest brother Qin Xu, how could this broken man comprehend the sword intent that was as elegant as the wind from his own sword momentum when he was sparring with himself. There are constantly people around him who surpass him, and Qin Jian still breathes and breathes according to his mental method.

Practicing internal strength also practices the mind.

When Qin Jian climbed to the top of Tiantai Mountain, there was still a quarter of an hour to practice the sword, and the sky had just changed from a few points of light. Qin Jian felt that it was a little early to come up today, and it seemed that it was time to increase the weight of the back basket again.

Tidy up your clothes, take out a bladeless iron sword on the weapon rack, find your place and stand, breathe your breath and prepare to start practicing swordsmanship, although this set of basic swordsmanship has been practiced for several years with your eyes closed, but the rules of the family are like this, no one dares to question it.

The ancestor still sat down on the stone platform with his eyes closed, and the teenagers began to practice. At first, Qin Jian still felt that the iron sword in his hand was heavy, and the wound on his left rib was painful between swings, but with a gust of wind blowing, the iron sword in Qin Jian's hand suddenly came again the moment he waved it with the wind.

Although it is still a normal swordsmanship, Qin Jian's swordsmanship has a little more transparency and lightness, the sword momentum works as expected, and the person and the sword seem to be one, at this time Qin Jian suddenly understood something. Last night, I kept thinking about Qin Xing's sword moves, in fact, why should the sword intent be limited to the sword moves, the sword moves are an extension of the sword intent rather than a limitation.

He suddenly understood that there was no flutter like the wind, the wind was unhindered, and even the wind could not hinder his sword.

Slowly, Qin Jian felt a wonderful air flow around him, as if it was this air flow urging Qin Jian's sword moves, making Qin Jian wield the long sword without any weight, which made Qin Jian feel happy. The ancestor sitting on the stage glanced at Qin Jian and nodded slightly.

How could what happened yesterday be hidden from his ears and eyes, he already knew that Qin Jian had been injured, but this kind of friction and exchange was within the scope of his permission, but he didn't expect that after yesterday's experience, this kid would be able to touch the sword intent that was as elegant as the wind.

This defense should be able to continue.

Soon the time for cultivating sword moves was over, although Qin Jian was still a little unsatisfied. After tidying up his clothes and putting them back in the iron sword, Qin Jian freshened up and continued to take out his rice balls and pickles and eat them, what was different was that today's pickles added a few strips of fresh meat to them, so that Qin Jian could eat them fragrantly. Then, with a blue apron, Qin Jian carried a bucket of ink and walked towards yesterday's calligraphy.

However, what Qin Jian copied was not the stele in front of him, but the stele that wrote Qin Guanhai on the stone platform, and the stele he had copied for three years and had all memorized it in his mind, so as soon as he made a move, it was as smart as the wind, and the words flowing in the ocean flowed out of the pen.

While experiencing the artistic conception over and over again, Qin Jian felt very happy, and the occasional jerky place immediately stopped and started over again, so Qin Jian had a new understanding of this character and a new understanding of Qin Guanhai's penmanship. Constantly consolidating his understanding.

Today, Qin Jian wrote a little fast, so a bucket of ink dried before noon. Qin Jian didn't force it, wiped the stone platform clean, put everything back in place, and waited quietly for dinner. Qin Xing also finished writing and walked in front of Qin Jian and looked at him coldly.

"Is there something wrong with Seventh Brother?" Qin Jian asked politely. At the same time, he was secretly guarding against him, and he didn't know what else this young master could do.

"Elegant as the wind, have you comprehended?" Qin Xing asked stiffly.

Qin Jian was stunned for a moment, to be honest, he didn't know if he had comprehended it, anyway, that kind of mysterious sword intent like the wind was very fascinating, but without the guidance of the elders, he really didn't know it very well, so he was not easy to answer Qin Xing's question, and he was a little confused. Or rather, it's not as elegant as the wind, but the wind is unimpeded.

"Huh! I don't even know what the elegant wind is, how can you comprehend, the thirteenth brother is good to recuperate, and I will come to you to learn from you after a while!" Qin Xing saw that he was at a loss, and immediately raised his head and walked away.

Qin Jian looked at Qin Xing without saying a word, very annoyed in his heart, but he had no choice but to stay away from him in the future. After lunch, Qin Jian went down to Tiantai Mountain with a basket on his back. However, he did not go home directly, but went into the jungle of Tiantai Mountain to see if there was any prey in the trap he had made.

When a person like Qin Xing returns home after finishing the morning's cultivation, he naturally has a warrior or elder in the family to accompany him to practice, feed the moves, and then point out the shortcomings in the sword moves, so the cultivation is naturally higher than that of a person like Qin Jian who is running around for a living.

Qin Jian wandered around the jungle for a long time and found a pheasant, and several herbs, which made him happy for a long time, the pheasant can improve the food at home, and herbs are indeed what his father needs, since Qin Jian is sensible, he has been constantly grabbing medicine for his father to maintain his body, so he is familiar with several herbs that his father often needs. He even taught himself a bit of medicine.

Although there might be more herbs and prey in the deeper part of the forest, Qin Jian didn't dare to go deeper, because there were many fierce beasts inside. Although he practiced swordsmanship, he was not a hunter after all, and it would be bad if he encountered any situation, so he wandered in the woods until the sun sank in the west Qin Jian was ready to go home.

However, as soon as he entered the door, he found that the eldest brother who had not been seen for a long time had returned, and he unexpectedly did not drink, and he was usually unapologetic to himself, and now his face was full of joy, which made Qin Jian feel very strange, and then thought that it was estimated that Qin Xu promised to find a living for the eldest brother, and the eldest brother was happy.

"Second brother, my brother is coming out, my brother is finally coming out, do you know, the eldest prince decided to let me be the procurement manager of iron materials, that's a fat shortage, brother I'm going to come out!" Qin Shuang was a little incoherent with joy.

Qin Jian chuckled in his heart, the eldest son in Qin Shuang's mouth was Qin Sheng, and he was also the eldest of their generation, although he was the boss, everyone knew that this Qin Sheng was Qin Xu's person, and it could even be said that he was the one who housed Qin Xu, and almost all of Qin Xu's important things were handled by this Qin Sheng. So behind this matter must be Qin Xu.

The Qin family is a kendo family, and the number of swords needed by the family is naturally quite large, and even the family has a Tianquan sword furnace that specializes in sword casting. Of course, the swords cast by the Tianquan Sword Furnace are not only for home use but also for external sales, so the iron materials needed are not half a star, and many of the stewards in it broke their heads and wanted to go in, but they didn't expect this matter to fall on the head of the eldest brother Qin Shuang.

I didn't expect it. Qin Xu was so bloody. Unlike Qin Shao, who was triumphant, Qin Jian was secretly worried about how he should face this situation.

Qin Jian couldn't figure out the key, this compensation was too big. However, it was not good to interrupt the eldest brother's joy, and he immediately echoed with a smile. This time, Qin Shuang came back and brought back a lot of things, all of which were urgently needed at home, and even brought back hundreds of taels of silver, which made Qin Jian's father even more worried.

"Father is relieved that this little money does not need to be taken to heart, there will be more in the future. Qin Shuang said triumphantly. It made his father even more worried, but his face was expressionless and he couldn't see what he was thinking.

As a mother, how can she not want her son to be good, especially her eldest son, who is finally angry and can revitalize the family business. So Qin Jian's mother was extremely happy today, Qin Jian and his father looked at each other and saw each other's worries, but they both remained silent and didn't want to interrupt this rare happiness.

Qin Shuang was talking with great interest all night, and kept persuading him to drink, so that others didn't get drunk first. Qin Jian's mother, Hong, patronized and was happy.

What their mother and son didn't know was that this so-called steward errand that made them so excited was exchanged for Qin Jian's own injuries. And it's likely that there will be endless consequences.

After dinner, Qin Jian still practiced his swordsmanship, his father Qin Yan looked at his son's sword practice without saying a word, this time he was finally sure that Qin Jian had comprehended unhindered like the wind. But the sharp move last time didn't come out after all.

His eyes were a little moist for a while, and he had paid for it after all, and at the age of fourteen, he realized that this kind of sword intent was also a leader in the family, which also made Qin Yan a little proud, so that the worries brought by the eldest son were also diluted a lot.