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"My son pays respects to his father."

Jiang Hao hurried to the living room, but bowed respectfully when he saw Jiang Dahai.

Seeing Jiang Hao bowing like a little adult, Jiang Dahai smiled.

"Xiaohu, sit down."

"Don't you want to find a famous teacher to practice martial arts? Because you are too young, your mother is reluctant to let you leave home, so you can only find a famous teacher in Cangcheng."

"There are many famous teachers in Cangcheng who are willing to accept disciples, but there are very few who have the quota for recommendation from Huangtian Sect. Your father spent a lot of money, but only got you the status of an inner disciple of the Black Tower Martial Arts Hall."

"Black Tower Martial Arts Hall?"

Jiang Hao knows Cangcheng quite well.

This Black Tower Martial Arts Hall is one of the seven famous martial arts halls in Cangcheng.

The owner Zhao Heita is also one of the top masters in Cangcheng. It is said that Zhao Heita's ancestors were once high-level members of Huangtian Sect, so he has the quota for recommendation and can recommend some people to enter Huangtian Sect.

In addition, Jiang Hao also understands that the status of an "inner disciple" is not easy.

Martial arts schools usually accept students as apprentices. After three months, they will be observed for their quality. If they cannot make any achievements in three months, they will be kicked out of the school.

After three months, if they meet the requirements of the school, they will be admitted as outer disciples.

After becoming an outer disciple of the school, they need to observe their character, progress in martial arts training, etc. for many years. The best of them may become inner disciples.

Jiang Dahai got Jiang Hao a place as an "inner disciple" in one step.

This must have cost a lot.

"Dad, how much did it cost?"

Jiang Hao asked.

"It didn't cost much, just a few thousand gold coins."

"However, the Black Tower Martial Arts School has some business cooperation, and I gave my father some of the profits."

Jiang Hao was thoughtful.

Obviously, the second condition is the key.

Jiang Dahai is almost the "richest man" in Cangcheng, and his business is very big.

This profit must be not small.

"Xiao Hu, your father can only fight for you to be an inner disciple, but whether you can be recommended by Zhao Heita to join the Huangtian Sect depends on you."

"Zhao Heita also promised that as long as you meet his requirements, he will definitely give you the recommendation quota!"

Jiang Hao nodded.

As for what the requirements are, he knows without asking.

For a warrior, there is only one requirement.

That is talent!

Only those with unparalleled talent will be recommended by Zhao Heita to join the Huangtian Sect.

"Dad, when can I become a disciple?"

"Just choose an auspicious day."

"Okay."

Jiang Hao followed Jiang Dahai's arrangement.

Three days later is an auspicious day.

Jiang Dahai invited all the prominent figures in the city to witness Jiang Hao becoming a disciple of Zhao Heita!

Jiang Hao came to the Black Tower Martial Arts Hall and met Zhao Heita.

This Zhao Heita, as his name suggests, is extremely burly and strong, like a real iron tower.

"Disciple Jiang Hao, I pay my respects to the Master!"

Jiang Hao kowtowed respectfully and performed the apprenticeship ceremony.

Everyone congratulated: "Congratulations to Master Zhao, you have a good disciple."

"Our young master Jiang Hao is a well-known prodigy. One poem is worth a hundred gold coins. Today he entered the Black Tower Martial Arts Hall and embarked on the martial arts. He will definitely have a bright future!"

"Congratulations to Mr. Jiang, congratulations to Master Zhao..."

However, when someone congratulates, there will naturally be someone who is not happy.

Some of the enemies of the Black Tower Martial Arts Hall sneered.

Even whispered: "Zhao Heita accepted Jiang Hao in order to cooperate with the Jiang family in business, and he was an inner disciple. Hehe, martial arts is not like poetry. If you don't have talent, no matter how hard you try, it's useless. Maybe Zhao Heita's acceptance of Jiang Hao today will be a big joke in the future."

"Yes, although Jiang Hao is a child prodigy, he is only talented in poetry. Martial arts? That's another matter."

"I heard that Jiang Hao went for Zhao Heita's Huang Tianzong recommendation. Hehe, if he doesn't have martial arts talent, will Zhao Heita give him the Huang Tianzong recommendation?"

However, no matter how others talked, Zhao Heita was very calm, always smiling and greeting the people watching the ceremony.

The apprenticeship ceremony was over, and the people watching the ceremony left.

Jiang Hao stayed.

Zhao Heita looked at Jiang Hao and said with a smile: "Jiang Hao, today you become my ninth disciple, and you still have eight senior brothers and sisters."

Jiang Hao glanced at the eight warriors standing next to him.

Six men and two women

"Hello, senior brothers and sisters."

Jiang Hao saluted to the eight senior brothers and sisters.

He was only six years old, and his serious look made the eight people feel very interesting.

"Jiang Hao, I heard that you are a child prodigy. You can write poems at the age of three, and now you can get a hundred gold coins for each poem."

"However, practicing martial arts is not like reciting poems and composing essays. It requires talent. If you don't have talent, even if you work hard, you won't achieve much in practicing martial arts."

"And one of the most important talents is your root bone."

"Master needs to touch your bones to see how your root bone is?"

Jiang Hao nodded and said, "Thank you, Master."

"Okay, bear with it."

Zhao Heita stretched out a pair of big hands like a palm leaf fan, lifted Jiang Hao up directly, and then shook it gently.

"Crack, crack."

The bones all over Jiang Hao's body made a crisp sound, and even kept ringing.

One, two, three, four... It kept ringing for thirteen times!

Jiang Hao felt that his bones were about to be shaken apart.

It turns out that bone touching is so painful, no wonder Zhao Heita asked him to endure it.

There was something strange in Zhao Heita's eyes.

An ordinary six-year-old child would have cried if he was shaken like this.

And Jiang Hao could actually hold back from crying?

"alright."

Zhao Heita put Jiang Hao down.

A disciple next to him said with some surprise: "Master, just now Junior Brother Jiang Hao's bones made thirteen noises!"

Zhao Heita was also very satisfied.

"Yes, it is indeed thirteen rings."

"I have accepted so many disciples as my master, but I have never seen any disciple who can shake thirteen times. Jiang Hao, you have a very good foundation."

"However, this is just touching the bones, and it only has a certain reference value. The first state of martial arts training is the qi and blood state. You must first cultivate the qi and blood."

"The faster you develop Qi and blood, the higher your talent will be, do you understand?"

"Disciple understands, please teach master the skills!"

"Okay, I will teach you the Dahe Blood Nourishing Technique first. This is one of the basic Qi and Blood Techniques collected by Huang Tianzong. It is very suitable for laying the foundation."

Jiang Hao felt refreshed.

I can finally practice martial arts.

Without any distractions, he listened carefully to the Dahe Blood Nourishing Technique taught by Zhao Heita.

After listening to it several times and with Zhao Heita's guidance, Jiang Hao basically understood it.

After all, although his understanding is not as good as Gen Gu, it is still over 2.5, far superior to ordinary people.

Jiang Hao went to the quiet room to practice martial arts alone.

For ordinary people to practice martial arts, the first difficulty is to cultivate Qi and blood.

Everyone has Qi and blood, but it is usually hidden in the body.

Only by practicing Qigong and using special means can these hidden Qi and blood be gathered together again. This is "nourishing blood".

"How long do you think it will take Junior Brother Jiang Hao to recover his energy and blood?"

At this time, Senior Brother Six suddenly spoke.

The faster you can raise Qi and blood, the higher your talent will be. This is the consensus of many warriors.

"Junior Brother Jiang Hao's bones can shake thirteen times, so his bones are definitely not bad. I estimate that it will take at most three days to develop qi and blood."

The fifth senior brother spoke.

"Three days? Fifth Junior Brother is conservative. I feel that I can build up my energy and blood in two days."

"Among our eight disciples, the fastest one is Senior Brother Three. It only took him two days to build up Qi and blood. Although Junior Brother Jiang Hao can shake thirteen times, he is still young after all. He may not even be able to nourish Qi and blood in Dahe." I don’t even know how to cultivate Qi and blood in two days, it’s difficult!”

"No matter what, as long as you can cultivate your energy and blood within seven days, that's good. At least you can become an inner disciple."

The eight disciples talked a lot.

They are all inner disciples of the Black Tower Martial Arts Hall.

They still value the reputation of "inner disciples" very much.

They also knew that Jiang Hao had entered the inner sect and was more or less related to the Jiang family.

It’s not really about talent to get into the inner door.

If Jiang Hao's talent is too poor, it will definitely drag down the Black Tower Martial Arts Hall and the reputation of inner disciples like them in the future.

Now they only hope that Jiang Hao can have at least half of the talents of the inner disciples.

Just now, the master touched the bones and shook them thirteen times, which also made them expectant.

Zhao Heita looked very calm and said calmly: "You should take more care of Jiang Hao in the future. He is only six years old and still a child."

"Yes, Master."

A six-year-old child becomes their junior brother?

The Black Tower Martial Arts School has almost become a "joke" in the city's martial arts circles.

The disciples left one after another.

Zhao Heita also sighed.

He was also helpless.

The development of the Black Tower Martial Arts School is not very good.

Especially in terms of money, it restricted the development of the Black Tower Martial Arts School.

If possible, Zhao Heita would not want to accept a six-year-old child as an inner disciple.

But Jiang Dahai gave too much.

He couldn't refuse.

"That's all, he's still a child after all."

"With the Jiang family's financial resources, as long as his talent is not too bad, he can push Jiang Hao to the Ming Jin level, and it won't be considered a disgrace to the martial arts school."

As for Huang Tianzong’s recommended quota?

Zhao Heita knew very well that this was for real geniuses.

No matter how much money the Jiang family has, they can't buy such a recommended spot.

At this moment, Jiang Hao was alone in the quiet room, trying to make some complicated poses according to the Dahe Blood Nourishing Technique.

These postures help to nourish Qi and blood.

He didn't know why these postures could nourish Qi and blood.

But this is Professor Zhao Heita, so he can’t be wrong.

Warriors all come step by step like this.

As for when Qi and blood can be nourished, it depends on the bones.

"My bones are nearly seven times as strong as a normal person's. When will I be able to nourish my qi and blood?"

Jiang Hao also felt a little uneasy.

Time passed little by little.

Jiang Hao felt sore all over.

Especially staying in one position for a long time made him very uncomfortable.

But Jiang Hao gritted his teeth and persisted.

Practicing martial arts is not that easy, and the pain is insignificant.

If you can't persist in this, then don't practice martial arts.

In the blink of an eye, an hour passed.

Jiang Hao had been holding on for an hour, and his whole body was extremely sore.

At this moment, he vaguely felt a trace of "warmth" gushing out from everywhere in his body.

Jiang Hao was shocked by this change, but then he was ecstatic.

"Qi and blood? I have developed qi and blood now?"

According to Zhao Heita's previous instructions, this hair-like warmth should be qi and blood.

Jiang Hao continued to feel the endless warmth, and began to move Zhou Tian according to the Dahe Blood Nourishing Technique.

One Sunday, two Sundays, three Sundays...

Jiang Hao carried nine weeks in total.

"boom".

Jiang Hao felt shaken all over.

The warmth in the body surged instantly, and there was already a faint feeling of burning.

This is the surge of Qi and blood!

The Dahe Yangxue Gong, as long as you can move Qi and blood for nine cycles, it means that you have entered the first level of Qi and Blood.

Jiang Hao calculated the time.

Three hours have passed.

One hour to nourish Qi and blood, two hours to enter the first level of Qi and Blood.

Even if Jiang Hao didn't know the situation of other people's martial arts training, he could guess one or two.

This speed must be very fast.

This must be in the category of genius.

However, Jiang Hao didn't know how talented he was.

"Go ask Master."

Jiang Hao didn't think of hiding his talent.

If he wanted to join the Huangtian Sect, he had to do his best to show his talent.

The higher the talent, the better!

Hiding his talent?

That would only delay the time of martial arts training.

Besides, he is only a six-year-old child now.

What a child says will not be questioned.

If he showed the appearance of a genius since childhood, then no matter how amazing he is in the future, he will be accepted by others.

Thinking of this, Jiang Hao stopped transporting his qi and blood, walked out of the quiet room, and went straight towards Zhao Heita.