"Have you decided?" Grandpa made tea and looked up at Ming Xuan, sweating profusely, panting, obviously just ran back from outside, although it was so, but his eyes revealed a determined look, it seemed that he had already decided.

"Yes, grandpa, I've decided, I want to learn martial arts!" Ming Xuan's answer confirmed Grandpa's guess.

"Oh, why?" Grandpa didn't have too much expression, in fact, Mingxuan made any decision, grandpa would not have any accidents, and he would not interfere more, after all, this was related to his future, and he could only make his own decisions.

"Because I want to be a strong man, I can see the unevenness of the road, I can be chivalrous and righteous, and I will be respected. Ming Xuan couldn't fully express his thoughts for a while, but he remembered what Liu Xiaosan said.

"Oh?" Grandpa also seemed to be surprised by Ming Xuan's words, strange that a ten-year-old child could say such a thing, and the blood that had already died in his heart had a fresh beat, a feeling that he had not seen for a long time. 'The road is uneven, and the chivalrous and righteous' is so familiar with the unfamiliar words~~~

"Grandpa, I'm ...... in the market town today," Mingxuan talked about today's encounter, and the more he talked, the more excited he became.

"Well, is that why you studied martial arts?" Grandpa listened patiently to him before he spoke.

"Yes, after learning martial arts, I will have the ability to help others, and I can do chivalrous deeds! Ming Xuan nodded affirmatively.

"Well, I hope you're right. Grandpa let out a long sigh.

"Grandpa, don't you want me to learn martial arts?" Ming Xuan noticed that his grandfather's tone was a little wrong, and his heart was uneasy.

"That's not, there is no absolute right or wrong in anything, any decision, I just hope that your choice is your true inner thoughts, and don't regret your decision, you must strengthen your beliefs, even if you encounter more difficulties in the future, don't hesitate, stick to it. Grandpa said lightly.

"Well, I know, I will!" Ming Xuan replied in the affirmative, although he still couldn't understand the deep meaning of his grandfather's words, he could still be sure of his inner thoughts.

............

This is how the long and arduous road of martial arts cultivation began......

A qiē has to start from the memory of Ming Xuan's life has not changed substantially, or the same as before, after all, he doesn't even have a beginner now, a qiē has to start from laying the foundation, and these grandfathers have already started as early as Ming Xuan when he was eight years old, running to the top of the mountain in the morning, practicing boxing in the morning, picking medicine in the afternoon, reading books and learning words in the evening, accumulating a few days of herbs and going to the mountain to sell, buy some daily necessities, and live over and over again, the only difference is that he no longer lives for the sake of life, but has a clear goal and motivation, let himself fight to struggle！

Ming Xuan let out a long breath, slowly opened his eyes, it was the end of this morning's meditation, his heart was quiet, although meditation and breathing has no direct relationship with his martial arts cultivation, but the role it plays is immeasurable, long-term persistence can not only lay a good foundation for his own cultivation in the next stage, but more importantly, if the long-term martial arts cultivation is only a single strengthening of the body, people will appear manic, unable to calm down, it is easy to lose themselves, and meditation can make themselves calm their minds and play a role in repairing。

After two years of cultivation, Ming Xuan faintly felt that he seemed to have entered the so-called bottleneck period, after a period of cultivation in the past, he could clearly feel the strengthening of his body, but in recent times, the body has not changed that way, but there is a force in his body, and he wants to explode but can't find the feeling of the doorway, and this feeling is getting stronger and stronger, and it is becoming more and more impossible to suppress, so that he can only prolong the time of meditation in order to barely achieve peace, although he is not sure but according to his grandfather's statement, there should be no mistake。 Finally reached this point, Ming Xuan couldn't hide the excitement in his heart, after all, his four years of penance had finally paid off, and stepping into the ranks of martial artists meant that he had officially walked on the road to becoming a strong man.

"It's time to go back to boxing. Ming Xuan patted the dust on his body and said calmly, two years of penance, not only physically, Ming Xuan's mind has also improved considerably, after all, his vision can not be limited to the small Huoyun Mountain, he should look at Zhongzhou, but grandpa only cares about his cultivation, and he is reluctant to say more about other things, every time Ming Xuan asks, he always interrupts impatiently and says: You will naturally know these in the future, the road has to be walked step by step, and you care about what to do so much.

The current Ming Xuan is already comparable to an eighteen-year-old boy in terms of physical strength alone, and he naturally practices the mud fist that made him miserable two years ago, and he can be regarded as truly fulfilling his grandfather's requirements, which also makes him more sure that he is almost at the threshold of the first order of martial arts. But even so, Mingxuan was sweating profusely after a morning, but he didn't need to go to the water stream to soak to recover, except for a little sweat, he didn't look tired at all, as if it was just a simple warm-up.

"Grandpa, I have another doubt" Ming Xuan frowned, as if this doubt had been bothering him for a long, long time.

"Well, what's the problem?" Since Ming Xuan embarked on the road of learning martial arts, as long as it is about the problem of cultivation, grandpa knows everything and says everything, but other questions, grandpa is too lazy to pay attention to them.

"Since physical cultivation is only a single strengthening of the body, and mental cultivation is only the cultivation of internal strength, then why not do it at the same time? Ming Xuan said slowly, obviously thinking about it for a long time.

"Well, this problem has plagued many cultivators, and many cultivators have tried, and the conclusion is that this not only cannot improve the cultivation speed, but also is extremely dangerous, the martial artist cultivates the body, the true person cultivates the mind, and the strong body is the basis for cultivating internal force, the relationship between the martial artist and the true person is like water and the water tank, the strength of the body determines the carrying capacity of the internal force, just as how much water is held is determined by the water tank, not by the water, if you cultivate at the same time, everyone's circumstances and physique are different, the growth of the body and internal force is unpredictable, when your body cannot carry the current internal force, if it is water, it is just a simple overflow, and if the human body will not be able to withstand the impact of internal force, the consequences will be quite terrible, and it will burst and die under the impact of internal force! In addition, you should also feel that when cultivating the body, you will often be upset and manic, and you must meditate and breathe to restrain yourself, if you cultivate the mind at this time, it is very easy for the heart to be unbalanced, and you will not be able to control it, then it is very likely that you will go mad, and the light ones will suffer great losses in cultivation, and the heavy ones will lose their minds and become the walking dead; and even if you can overcome all of this, but on the road of cultivation, it is very likely that you will get twice the result with half the effort, and the gains will outweigh the losses. After a long period of repeated attempts and repeated verifications, this is basically credible. ”

"Oh, I see. Ming Xuan suddenly realized.

"Of course, there are no absolutes, back then, my junior brother Chang Feng was cultivating the body and cultivating the mind at the same time, but now I don't know what the result is, it has been more than ten years in the blink of an eye, and the years are like a shuttle!" The first half of the grandfather was said to Ming Xuan, and the second half of the sentence was more like saying it to himself.

Mingxuan is obviously used to it, in the past two years, grandpa's sighs seem to have become more and more, the frequency and time of bathing are getting longer and longer, but he is becoming more and more strict with himself, many medicinal materials at home are in short supply, it seems that he has to pay more attention to the medicine in the afternoon, and try to collect it on the mountain, so that he can deal less with the black-hearted shopkeeper.

Ming Xuan, who is close to the martial artist, has the strength of his body like a strong eighteen-year-old boy, and his eyesight and agility are even more than ordinary people, so Ming Xuan is still handy in collecting medicine, in fact, picking medicine is also an alternative kind of training, constantly shuttling in the mountains, overcoming thorns and thorns, jumping up and down is extremely depleting of the body, because the herbs are mixed with other plants, and the ones that are easy to find have already been picked have already been picked, and the rest will test the eyesight and carefulness, and not only pay attention to the herbs, but also observe whether there is any danger, although it is not in the Hesse, but there will also be some fierce beasts, and it is rumored that wherever there are rare treasures stored in zài, there must be spirit beasts guarding them, of course, Ming Xuan has never seen it. But in general, picking herbs is not a simple matter, and some of the medicinal materials used by grandpa when he takes a bath are very rare, so it takes even more effort, sometimes he can't find it, and he has to sleep in the mountains, but grandpa doesn't care about him, his long-term cultivation has allowed Mingxuan to develop a good autonomy, and he can complete the task well without grandpa's supervision.

If the previous herb picking was just to make a living, then now the herb picking has become the fun of Ming Xuan, not only can you wander freely in the mountains, enjoy the birds and flowers, relaxed, and when you are looking for herbs and can't, you suddenly find the herbs How happy it is, especially when you encounter rare herbs, that sense of accomplishment is really incomparable, not to mention that it can also help you learn martial arts practice, it is really a few birds in one fell swoop, why not do it, in fact, sometimes Ming Xuan also thinks: If you live happily in the mountains for a lifetime, it is not a good thing, and you will be very satisfied, of course, this idea is only occasionally fleeting, leaving no traces, since you have decided to learn martial arts, you must stick to it and will not waver.

Ming Xuan took a deep breath, and the fresh air in the mountains accompanied by the faint fragrance of flowers came to his face, which made his drowsy brain in the afternoon vibrate, and he was drowned in the dense woods in a blink of an eye......