I practiced my sword alone on the deck, and I was as small as an ant on the deck.

One day in the past, my innocent little brother began to grow hair inexplicably, and after I zigzagically greeted my pirate brethren, I don't know how it reached my mother's ears. She told me a tirade about the "Four Righteousness" of the saints (do not listen, do not hear, do not see, and do not move), and the next day, the amount of practice my father assigned to me was three times heavier than before.

Now I understand what's going on:

If you're busy with one file, you won't think about that thing.

My father used to be one of the "Seven Little Dragon Kings" in the East China Sea, and he practiced one of the most efficient murderous swordsmanship. My mother painfully named it "Yaksha Stream" - she thought that the Seven Little Dragon Kings were nothing more than the Great Dragon King's Yaksha - the Great Dragon King was the head of my father's organization, and I remember it seemed to be called Nangong or something.

There are more than thirty of the Yaksha Stream's martial arts, and killing people generally only relies on a straight and horizontal cut, which is all a prelude to deceiving the enemy and covering up the killing attempt.

The doctrine of the Yaksha stream is that once the sword is drawn, the blood can be returned to the sheath.

Supplemented by corresponding training in strength, balance, speed, and flexibility, this is the external cultivation I received before the age of thirteen.

After I tied my hair, my father began to teach me the "Authentic Baduan Jin" again, and he was much slower to teach me this internal skill than to teach me swordsmanship.

If the Yaksha stream is the external killing technique, then the internal strength is the internal foundation of a powerful warrior.

There is no shortage of superb killing skills in the world, and even the killing skills of the barbarians can surpass the martial arts of the Central Plains. But only the Central Plains Martial Arts have internal strength, so there are no barbarian warriors who can match the Central Plains Martial Arts.

Internal strength is the invention of cultivators, and as soon as the systematic and complete internal strength method is born, the world will shake and China will be in chaos!

Human beings are limited creatures, with a longevity of no more than Erjiazi, slightly greater than a hyena, they like to live in groups, they have a fragile temperament, and they are greedy for life and afraid of death.

All the imperial studies of the civilized era were the study of how to govern and organize this living being.

Internal strength has changed the characteristics of our living beings: when the longevity reaches more than a dozen jiazi, the strength can subdue the dragon and subdue the tiger, the body is endless, and the cultivator is indomitable, which secular army can contend with it? The emperors' deceitful doctrine of the Mandate of Heaven can frighten any knowledgeable person?

This is the reason why my father said that the world was in turmoil for a thousand years.

Maybe without internal strength, the world would not be in chaos, and he would not be a pirate who killed people and plundered goods and robbed women, nor did he need to leave his hometown with our mother and son in his old age, but to be a good citizen under the rule of the king, and sell his body to work for a living.

However, to have today's achievements and five or seven hundred subordinates, he relied on the authentic Xuanmen internal strength that he had worked so hard to gain.

What I can clearly understand is that although internal power cannot directly oppose the enemy, it has a magnifying effect on one qiē external power. Before practicing internal skills, my real sword was able to split the plank. After learning internal skills, my real sword can cut a few inches of steel plates.

My father praised my mother for teaching me to read and write, and I was able to draw on similar terms from medical theories and Taoist texts. In his early years, he suffered the loss of illiteracy, and took a detour in the cultivation of internal strength, and although he got an adventure later, he could only stop at the Jindan realm.

Before he went to sea, his expectation for me was that he could become a big pirate like the big boss of Nangong, and this old thing was the internal cultivation of the Yuanying realm.

After going to sea, he still expects me to be able to practice to the realm of Yuanying - so that after he returns to heaven, I can dominate the Baiyun Township that I don't know where, and also get an overseas king to pass on the descendants and grandchildren - the Central Plains where we left, the Yuanying strong man divided a county, and the strong man who returned to the void called Wang Jianguo is too numerous to mention.

The limbs and bones of the human body are outside, the intestines and brain are the inside, and there are 365 acupuncture points and 48,000 pores as the tracks that run inside and outside the periphery and are carried by river cars. Internal strength is to regard the body as a furnace, take the intestines as the wood of the five elements, and use the true qi and liquid as the fire, and refine the human body into a big golden pill. When Jin Dan is born, we can turn into a Yuan Infant and become the storage of no less than Tianlong. If there is a will, if you go further, you can sprint back to the void realm, survive the heavenly tribulation and become an immortal who is immortal.

P.S. Yuan Baby, Return to Void, and the higher level Half comes from my father's nonsense, and half comes from my mother's fairy stories, readers don't take it seriously. The only things I can be sure of are the Jindan realm (this is my Lao Tzu's level) and the foundation building realm (my father has several of his subordinates with their temples bulging high, and it is said that they have practiced the meridians around the body, so that the true qi can flow without hindrance).

My current level is at the beginning of internal strength. In addition to magnifying my external combat strength, my most obvious feeling is that my color-eating instinct has also been amplified: at the age of fifteen, I now have ten times more food, twenty or thirty pots of potatoes (pit daddy's potatoes!) just feel no hunger, and when I think of women, my bones begin to itch.

Thinking about it, damn it, my body is screaming again,

The year I tied my hair, I started having strange dreams:

A woman walked up to my cabin.

There is my mother's ripeness, my sister's milky fragrance.

She smiled at me,

I couldn't help but lean closer to her.

"You ......"

I wanted to ask her what her name was, which is the basic etiquette of being a human being.

But this is in a dream, time is limited, so I still skip the red tape and go straight to the point.

"Lie down. ”

I tore her down, then tore her skirt and rode on,

- This is drawn in the book of the Spring Palace, I found it from the corner of the library,

My mother was a lady, and the reason for collecting such books is unknown.

And then—

There is no more below.

There's no drawing in the book and I don't know.

The salty and wet sea breeze rolled over, and the waves rocked the boat together,

The tail of the building ship was cocked over my head for a while, and my heels were turned off for a while.

My body stopped screaming, because life mattered more than anything else.

Cold sweat broke out from my pores and I was completely awake

"Fuck the woman. ”

-- The waves of the Eastern Ocean are extremely terrifying, and our ship has experienced such dangers seven or eight times in two years, and the deeper we go into the Eastern Ocean, the more violent and without warning the waves become.

"Young master, take refuge in the cabin, our ship is about to dive into the sea. ”

It's the duck throat of my slave Honda.

I took the rope he threw in one hand and slid down like a monkey.

The hatch closed as soon as the thunderous waves crashed against the steel door, and it recessed into a basin-sized piece.

The second wave roared, and the crack in the hatch creaked.

The third wave roared, and with a bang, the hatch shook, and the water poured into the cabin.

"Close the second gate!"

I shouted,

And Honda frantically shook the machine's hinges—his muscles bulging and his muscles bulging out, like blue-glazed bronze.

I swallowed.

"Bang!"

The eyes were dark, and the second gate was closed,

The building ship dived completely under the turbulent current.

The color of the seabed is constantly changing, from dark to clear to light to dark.

"Poof", "poof", "poof", "poof", "poof".

The cabin is fully lit. Honda and I saw each other's faces in the glowing red light and giggled at each other.

The wick is made of a special luminescent crystal (fluorite), which will automatically illuminate in extremely dark conditions.

Fluorite and lighting devices were discovered and invented at the end of the civilization era, and have spread to underground mining and deep-sea exploration for a thousand years.

Naturally, our ocean-going pirate ship is also fully equipped.

"Where are we now?"

"It's the second floor of the storeroom behind the bow of the ship, and I estimate that it is still fifty feet away from the evacuation area of the others. Hondo said.

"You have a good sense of bearing. ”

Honda Tadakatsu is a descendant of my father's former ransacking of kamikaze island and looting slaves.

The sacking of kamikaze was one of the three heroic deeds that my father often boasted about. When they were young, they were led by the Nangong pirate boss to do business with the kamikaze country of the East China Sea. After the death of the old lord, the new lord cut off trade with the pirate alliance. The frenzied father led a death squad to attack the heavenly guard of the god of the god of the country, and twenty cannons bombarded all the garrisons, and then personally led the team to charge hand-to-hand combat, and after completing the hundred people beheaded, he first entered the city, burned the gold and silver pavilions of the lord of the country, and returned with a full load.

The Honda family was one of the trophies.

"Then let's go down, oops, the light in front seems to be broken. Honda, do you have a fire excerpt?"

We put our hands together, fearing that we would be separated in the darkness we encountered, and that we would have some trouble.

"The waves just now were wet. ”

"There's still a dark road. I don't know when the adults will come. Why are you waiting?"

I hesitated,

"Hey, Honda, don't tell me what happens next. ”

"Ah, what is the secret of the young master? ”

Honda smiled innocently,

"It's not a place to hide the spring palace. ”

I stood quietly, experiencing the flow of true qi like a little mouse in my body, imagining the natural sword out and sword, the eternal sunrise and sunset every day.

"Look. ”

I flicked my thumb with my left index finger. A flame that could be held by a palm was born from his fingertips, suspended in front of him. The road ahead illuminates:

"It's a barn for potatoes,"

I exclaimed,

"Just go straight ahead and make a bend at two forks."

"Young Master, what kind of trick are you using to conjure up fireballs?"

Hondo asked respectfully. This little Yi person who has never seen the world must be stupid.

"It's not a big deal either. My mother said that this is the simplest earth shattering spell, called the fire technique. I haven't actually practiced either, but when my body grows up, it will naturally be. My mother said that this is the fairy family Suhui, and I usually take special medicine every day to suppress this magical power: first, don't be in the limelight, and second, worry that the control is not good, and burn the boat. Actually, I secretly poured out the medicine every day. If you don't say it, my father won't even say it. ”

"This is natural. ”