Broken Night

Chapter 4 - The Six Palaces of Retouching

Xu Tian was stunned by what Xu Yan said.

Even though he already knew that his child was far more mature than other children of the same age, Xu Tian couldn't help but feel a little stunned by such a powerful remark. Is this still my child? Is that something a five-year-old can say?

"Let me think about it first."

Xu Tian put down the tableware and went back to the room alone.

Xu Yan didn't take it seriously either. After cleaning up the food, he packed up the tableware and wiped the table and walked into the garden.

In the past five years, whenever he has the opportunity, he has been constantly testing the limits of his body.

Because of his congenital weakness, he cannot sustain intense exercise for too long.

After many attempts, his limit is now two intense workouts a day.

Once in the morning.

Now into the night, again.

His idea is very simple, that is, no matter how hard he is, he is constantly raising his limit. Just like for the average person, running for half an hour is already exhausting, but for a long-distance runner, running for half an hour is like a walk for ordinary people, not even a warm-up.

Two years ago, Xu Yan could only last for two minutes with intense exercise. If it wasn't an intense exercise, only five minutes would trigger a heart attack. If it wasn't for Xu Tian's superb medical skills, the first few trials would have killed Xu Yan.

But after those trials, Xu Yan pinched the number and time. The number of times is that he can only do intense exercise once a day in the morning or in the evening, and the time has changed from two minutes two years ago to ten minutes now, but Xu Yan did not dare to try again in terms of frequency.

Another morning-like exercise, burnt out my body's physical energy, and then lay on the ground feeling the pain of the heartache.

When he regained his breath, he scrambled to his room and fell asleep.

However, Xu Tian has been in his room, watching his son exercising through the crack of the window, and he has been practicing for two years without change.

What are you chasing?

...

The next day, Xu Yan woke up from his deep sleep.

Feel the pain in the muscles of the body, but feel happy instead.

That soreness meant that his muscles grew stronger after the tear. When you get used to this kind of soreness, you will directly turn this feeling into a specific feeling of "being stronger".

This made Xu Yan very satisfied.

When he was about to go to the garden for morning practice after grooming, he was stopped by Xu Tian.

Xu Tian looked at Xu Yan, and the first sentence he said was: "I don't know how to teach."

"Ah?" Xu Yan was startled.

"I don't understand what you're talking about as a father. So I can't teach you, but I can teach you other things."

"Do you want to be a tattoo artist?"

...

Father and son Xu Tian and Xu Yan were sitting at the dinner table, but the food at the moment was a large piece of paper, and on the paper was a rough drawing of a human body.

Xu Tian said slowly: "This is a world of tattoos."

As he spoke, he pointed to the hands, feet, chest and abdomen of the human figure.

"These six positions are called the Six Houses."

"The Palace of the Left Hand, the Palace of the Right Hand, the Palace of the Left Foot, the Palace of the Right Foot, the Palace of the Qi and the Palace of the Heart. These are the six palaces for tattooing, and they also represent the six realms of the tattoo artist. Every time a palace is opened, it is symbolized by a number. It means that the realm of the tattooed person is at the peak of the sixth palace. It's just that no one has heard of the emergence of the six palace powerhouses at the moment."

Xu Yan looked thoughtful, is this the training system in this world? This is much simpler and easier to understand than Canghuang 6.

Xu Tian also ignored Xu Yan, and continued: "Moving together is like going against the sky. Because entering the Tao with the lines opens the limits of the body. And these limits are not what the creator wants. Be careful, as long as there is a slight error, it will lead to destruction.”

"You said that you want to practice and become stronger. But because you are born with a weak heart, it means that the heart palace is abolished. And between the heart palace and the air palace, one must break through before it is possible to practice. Go on. Otherwise, any person with the four-pattern pattern with both hands and feet is not necessarily a match for a person with a three-pattern or two-pattern pattern who has broken through the heart or air palace. If you can't do it, how about a battle?"

Xu Yan did not speak.

Only then did he know why Xu Tian had to explain the world's cultivation system to himself.

He thought that he had broken the mind of his practice.

Xu Tian didn't pause, and continued: "A tattoo artist uses his body as a tattoo, and then wields a more normal power. Every time you want to break through a palace, in addition to practicing the tattoo power in that position. After the palace's tattoo strength is sufficient, another profession emerges as the times require—the tattoo artist."

"When the tattoo artist's tattoo strength has been repaired to the extreme, the tattoo artist needs to engrave the tattoo for him and turn it into strength. The tattoo is ever-changing, and the simple one has an iron arm tattoo. It is like an iron gibbon, invulnerable to water and fire, and hard to hurt by swords; there are also rattan patterns. If the rattan patterns are engraved on the palace of both hands, the hands will be as soft as vines and boneless, with elongated or turned into rattan thorns and the like. In addition to the practice and use of the tattoo artist, the tattoo artist is also a very important part.”

"In this river and lake where tattoo artists are rampant, the tattoo artist is the tool for the growth of the tattoo artist. Every powerful tattoo artist is regarded as a guest by various forces and aristocratic families. Even if the tattoo artist thinks, he is more able to accept the tattoo artist. In order to be a follower, on the condition that the pattern is carved for the follower free of charge, the patterned person will follow.”

"This is also a way to become stronger."

Xu Yan didn't speak, just lowered his head and thought.

After a long time, he raised his head: "Okay, I will learn."

Xu Tian was not overjoyed, but instead said with a hint of loneliness: "Well."

"Wait for me here for a while." Xu Tian walked back to his room and took a pile of books from the cabinet.

Is it really because they are our children, so they all have such obsessions with tattoos?

Boom!

A large stack of books was placed on the dining table, startling Xu Yan who was thinking hard. I saw that the books on the desk had covered his face. Where did these books come from?

"After reading and memorizing all these books, I will come to test you. After passing the test, I will teach you the tattoo."

Xu Yan picked up a book and flipped through it, then looked at the title of the book on its cover: Travel Notes on the Red River.

He found another book: On the State of the World.

Fan Xu's autobiography, the origin of the North-South stereotype, the Red River or the Mother River...

Xu Yan shouted: "There is no book here related to tattoos!"

Xu Tian's voice came from the stove: "When did I say that it has something to do with tattoos? Anyway, it's up to you to read or not. If you don't read it, I don't need to teach you about tattooing, and I'm more than happy to see it."

Xu Yan looked at Xu Tian's thin, scholar-like back, and scolded her sissy again with hatred, and buried his head in the scroll.

This reading is a year.