In the Qin family's martial arts training ground, Qin Ping'an, who was dressed in a white martial arts training uniform, stood opposite his father Qin Wu, and there was no one around.

Qin Wu's eyes were blazing and he looked at Qin Ping'an, who was excited, and said solemnly: "Ping'an, you didn't like to learn martial arts before, and I didn't tell you much about the martial arts techniques and historical origins of our old Qin family's foundation, and now that you have decided to step into the martial arts, there are some things you must know." ”

"Was our old Qin family the kind of mountain immortal before?Is it a member of the imperial court?Or is it the number one master in the rivers and lakes?" Qin Ping'an suddenly became even more excited, according to the routine, he should pass down a book of amazing exercises, maybe he will ascend to the sky in one step, and from now on, which one is beating me to try.

“......”

Qin Wu was a little confused by what his son said, why did he talk so much? Saying that, he felt that his son had a lot of skin since his brain was broken, alas, as long as he lived, let him go.

Qin Ping'an was regarded by his father as having a bad brain, and he didn't know it, so he only smirked at himself.

"Ahem...... cough a few times, pull back his son's attention, feel that it is better to remind, and said in a deep voice: "Martial arts is a serious matter, the stakes are very high, it is not a child's play, martial arts is hard, winter training is only the least basic part, I hope you can persevere." ”

Qin Ping'an restrained his smirk, looked at Qin Wu with a solemn face, and nodded, there are some things, Qin Ping'an or Qin Xianyu have already understood.

"The five generations of the Qin family are nongsang, and when it comes to my generation, your father and I also met a master by chance, and took a fancy to your father's qualifications, so I passed on a set of exercises to your father. As a result, your father and I later achieved a little in martial arts, and then created the Pingyang Dart Game. Qin Wu's expression was reminiscent, his face was a little proud, and he seemed to remember the appearance of that stunned young man when he met that master.

“......”

Qin Ping'an pulled the corners of his mouth and grasped the point, five generations of nongsang, cattle batches!

"Dad, then you are the apprentice of that master?" Hey, why haven't I seen this master?" Qin Ping'an then asked in wonder.

This question, something bad, Qin Wu immediately glared at the beads of his eyes and scolded: "Little rabbit cub, why are there so many words, martial arts need to lay a good foundation for the body, go, run ten laps around the martial arts training ground for Lao Tzu!"

Qin Ping'an's face fell, and he looked at his thin body, just let go of those kung fu that moved mountains and seas, and practice his muscles first. looked at the old man with all his hair and beard, and immediately lowered his head and began to run in circles around the martial arts field.

Qin Wu looked at his son, who was still running rhythmically, his face was slightly red, and he was a little embarrassed, hey, the master disliked himself back then, not that piece of material, where would he accept himself as an apprentice, he was holding the old man's thigh at the time, it was useless to cry, no, at least cry back a book of exercises and a sword, hey, people, you have to learn to be content!

"Stinky boy, don't be lazy, run faster, pay attention to the rhythm of your breath!" Qin Wu supervised loudly.

For a whole hour, Qin Ping'an was spread on the ground, his whole body as if he had been fished out of the water, and his chest made a "hulahula" sound, like a huge bellows.

"I ..... I feel like my teeth are about to fall out!" Qin Ping'an's tongue kept licking his teeth, although he ran like a turtle in the end. But the ten laps are completed, and after a long time, there is no big problem.

Qin Wu walked over, looked at the embarrassed Qin Ping'an, and laughed: "Haha, you kid, this is not good, do you still have to learn martial arts? This is not even an appetizer, seventeen-year-old martial arts practice has missed the best period, and you will have to open your bones and practice tendons later, the pain is not more comfortable than getting into the oil pot." ”

Qin Ping'an turned his head to look at his father with difficulty, tried to calm the bursting feeling in his chest, and said firmly: "If you have the ability, let me die again!"

Qin Wu restrained the smile on his face, patted his son's shoulder, and called Xiao Chu to help the young master to take a bath.

A huge wooden barrel, steaming, Qin Ping'an looked at his father standing behind him with an embarrassed face, and said speechlessly: "Dad, you want to see it when I take a bath?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Qin Wu was too lazy to explain, and with three clicks and two clicks, he pulled out Qin Ping'an's clothes and threw him into the bucket.

"Oops...... What are you doing? Hey, hey....... Hot, hot, I'll rub!"

"Shut up and hold back!"

Qin Wu couldn't help but interrupt Qin Ping'an's babbling, and said solemnly: "This is a medicinal bath, and the medicinal materials in it can help you relax your meridians and activate your meridians, eliminate the fatigue of your muscles, and temper your body." ”

Qin Ping'an grinned and adapted to the temperature in the water, still very skinny: "Medicinal bath? Is it expensive? Is it an ancestral secret recipe? Oh, impossible, five generations of nongsang, by the way, does this have the effect of whitening the skin?"

“......”

Qin Wu's face twitched, and he scolded with a smile: "Little cub, has your head been beaten into a pulp? ”

"Joy can make people forget pain!" Qin Ping'an sat cross-legged in the bucket and did not speak.

Hearing this, Qin Wu rolled his eyes, and sat cross-legged behind his son silently, his hands gently clasped together, and an invisible air flow formed in his palm. Then hold down the barrel, and after a while, the water of the entire barrel begins to boil!

As soon as Qin Ping'an wanted to say something, he heard Qin Wu shout coldly: "Close your eyes, concentrate your mind, sink your mind into your body, and feel it with your heart!"

Qin Ping'an hurriedly did so, and in an instant, the divine soul will sank into his body, and a faint air flow entered his body from the back acupuncture point, wandering around. The will of the divine soul into the body is the basis of the martial arts' cultivation of internal vision, and Qin Wuye has taught Qin Ping'an a life-saving lock a long time ago, which can observe the situation in the body at any time and predict the condition in advance.

"Remember the route of the Qi sense, Shinto, Lingtai, Zhiyang, tendon contraction, center, spine, suspension, life, waist Yangguan, waist Yu, and Changqiang. Finally, swoop down on the body pillar, Tao Dao, and the big spine! This is the spine dragon, the dragon needs to be masculine, and the heaven and earth aura can enter the body according to this route to temper the dragon!"

"Again, the front chest, from Juque, Zhongguan, Xiaguan, Shenque, Qihai, Guan Yuan, and then return to the atrium, Jizhong, Yutang, Purple Palace, Huacani, Xuanji. This is the chest and abdomen of the gods, the gods need to be supreme and wide, so that the heaven and earth aura can enter the body, this road cannot be blocked, and it is the foundation of the martial arts!"

Qin Wu controlled that air flow and swam through the acupoints in Qin Ping'an's body over and over again.

The room was foggy, Qin Ping'an felt the air flow with his heart, the pores all over his body were dilated, the whole body was comfortable, and the slightest aura in the heaven and earth gathered, penetrated into the body, followed the air flow, and a large amount of greasy dirt appeared on the surface of Qin Ping'an's skin.

After a long time, running for eighteen weeks, Qin Wu slowly collected his work, wiped the sweat from his forehead, got up and looked at Qin Ping'an, who was still immersed in cultivation, and a relieved smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, stinky boy, this medicinal bath Lao Tzu has been preparing for you for fifteen years, and I thought that I would not need it in this life.

Next, Daddy can't help you too much, everything depends on you! Qin Wu glanced at Qin Ping'an again, turned around and walked out.

What can be done has been done, the result, it doesn't matter, it can be good so the best, it's not good, that's okay, there's nothing wrong with being an ordinary person.

In the wooden barrel, Qin Ping'an's eyes were still closed, after Qin Wu withdrew the exercise, the air flow left in Qin Ping'an's body immediately became disordered, like a wild horse that had escaped from the reins, and the heaven and earth aura that poured into his body behind him lost its guidance, and was wrapped in that air current, rampage in the meridians, Qin Ping'an immediately frowned in pain, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

"No, this air flow must be controlled!" Qin Ping'an desperately concentrated, trying hard to control this air flow and follow the previous meridian route, but that air flow did not stop at all, and it was still frantically jumping in the meridians.

"It's not a way to go on like this, what should I do? Qin Ping'an clearly felt that this air flow was growing.

At this moment, Qin Ping'an's skin in the wooden barrel began to ooze blood beads, and his chest and abdomen swelled like a ball, which was that the meridians in his body were about to be unable to bear the pressure.

Seeing that the entire acupoint meridian was like a canal flooded by seawater, Qin Ping'an gritted his teeth, still trying to concentrate on controlling that air flow, that air flow was too powerful to control at all, and it continued to grow, and there were more spiritual qi flowing into it later, so I was afraid that he would explode and die.

Qin Ping'an gritted his teeth, damn, he wouldn't hang up just after crossing over, Qin Ping'an was unwilling, at this moment his spirit stood at the acupoint of the giant que, and the fierce qi dragon not far away was rushing towards him.

"I'll fight with you!" Qin Ping'an, who was on the verge of death again, broke out wildly, and an inexplicable divine soul consciousness suddenly appeared in his mind mixed into Qin Ping'an's consciousness, and then the divine soul consciousness at the giant gate was frantically condensed, like a majestic giant mountain.

"Boom"

The whistling air dragon frantically washed Chen Ping'an's soul consciousness.

"Separate! Separate! Separate Lao Tzu!!" Qin Ping'an roared madly in his heart.

Just when the qi dragon struck Qin Ping'an's divine soul consciousness for the tenth time, Qin Ping'an had already fallen into a coma, and at this moment, the divine soul consciousness slowly changed from a big mountain to condense into a golden giant sword, flashing with a dazzling light, which was Qin Ping'an's last resistance.

For the eleventh time, the even more violent and huge air dragon rushed madly again.

The giant sword that condensed the soul slowly fell! A faint dragon roar quietly echoed in the inner mansion.

The furious qi dragon suddenly became like spring and white snow, and quickly divided into two streams, one went straight to the spine dragon, and the other was intercepted in the chest and abdomen.

The two qi dragons were wound with a trace of golden silk thread, the spirit giant sword disappeared, and the two qi dragons also rushed according to their normal route.