The heavens: pushing across all realms

Zhao Jinhuan looked surprised. He didn't expect that Mr. Feng had such foresight at such a young age.

Before he came to the Feng family, he naturally inquired about the character of the head of the Feng family and knew that Feng Changren was a doting son.

In his opinion, Feng Ji must be a dandy. Unexpectedly, during today's question and answer session, he seemed to have quite his own opinion.

"This boy lives in a wealthy and gentle country, but he is prepared for danger in times of peace. He is not as naughty as the rumors say."

He calmed down his thoughts, looked at Feng Ji's physical condition, and couldn't help but shake his head secretly.

This boy is depleted of energy and blood, his face is pale, and his steps are sluggish. At first glance, he looks like he has been in a place where fireworks have been lingering all year round.

Where can I practice martial arts with this look?

At that moment, he chuckled and said: "Feng Ji, you have to know that people who practice martial arts are most afraid of running out of essence and blood. If you practice martial arts, you may no longer be able to play in Fireworks and Willow Alley. Do you still want to learn martial arts?"

Feng Ji was stunned at first, and then his face turned red.

Zhao Jinhuan just said directly that you can't go to Pu prostitute again.

Feng Changren also coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment and said: "This child looks like his mother. He is delicate and always makes trouble when he goes out. He will inevitably attract bees and butterflies. If he can practice boxing and martial arts with Master Zhao, he will It would be good if some men are bloody."

Feng Ji quickly expressed his stance and said: "Master Zhao, Feng Ji will definitely devote himself to martial arts in the future, stay away from the fireworks and willow alley, and cut off all contacts with vulgar followers!"

Well, fans of rouge and vulgarity must stay away from it. In the future, girls who don’t have a score of 90 or above will not touch it.

Zhao Jinhuan saw that he spoke sincerely and seemed extremely determined, and he began to think secretly in his heart.

Now that he is wanted by the Qing court, he really has no place to stay.

The Feng family was considered a small fortune in Caozhou. Not only did they own a medicine shop and a rice shop, but they also had hundreds of acres of fertile land outside Qingyuan County. There was indeed a place for him, but it was difficult to refuse him directly.

It's just that his Golden Bell Kung Fu is his lifeblood, and it's also the secret of the White Lotus Sect and should never be taught lightly.

After thinking about it, he came up with a compromise and said with a smile: "Of course I believe in your determination, but my kung fu is hard and it is quite hard to practice. How about this, just follow me. How about practicing for half a year and seeing if you can really endure this hardship?"

In half a year, the rumors of the Qing court chasing him must have been relieved. By then, the world will be so big that he will naturally have a place to go.

Besides, this rich man wouldn't be able to hold on for half a year.

Zhao Jinhuan thought to himself.

When Feng Ji heard this, he immediately said: "Thank you so much, Master!"

Zhao Jinhuan waved his hands repeatedly: "You don't have to call me master. If you can join me in half a year, it won't be too late to call me master. As for now, you can just call me master Zhao like the nursing home outside."

Feng Changren smiled and said: "Hey, Master Zhao, since you want to teach him boxing, he should treat him as a teacher. The servants outside don't understand the rules, how can we not understand?"

Feng Ji glanced at his father and thought to himself that his cheap father was indeed a businessman. After all, he had a high emotional intelligence.

Regardless of whether you teach or not, after all, this is called a master, so you have to teach me real kung fu no matter what.

Besides, Feng Ji is Feng Changren's son, not a servant of the nursing home. How can it be justified if you don't treat him differently if he calls you master?

Feng Ji understood his father's intention and said quickly: "Yes, Master, once I am a teacher, I will always be a father. How can I mess up the etiquette? Even if I don't join your sect and just become an outer disciple, I should also I call you Master."

Zhao Jinhuan had no choice but to accept Feng Ji as an 'outer disciple'.

…

At about nine o'clock, Feng Ji changed into short-playing clothes in the courtyard and had straps on his hands and feet.

Zhao Jinhuan stood beside him and said slowly: "Feng Ji, outsiders know that I have mastered this Kung Fu. I am invulnerable to weapons and weapons. They only know that my Kung Fu is hard Qigong, but they don't know the real name of my Kung Fu."

"Today I will teach you that this skill is called the Golden Bell Shield. After you practice it, your whole body will be as hard as iron, just like the Golden Bell Shield body, and it will be invulnerable to swords and guns."

"This exercise mainly focuses on strengthening the skin, muscles, muscles and bones. Through external training and rowing, it can strengthen the resistance of the muscles and skin."

"Of course, it's useless to practice hard. You must cooperate with our medicinal bath to achieve results without hurting your body."

"However, the secret recipe for medicinal bath is a secret of this sect. I will prepare the medicinal ingredients and bring them to you every day."

"Today I will teach you how to stand. You must learn how to carry your energy and blood so that you can withstand external force and blows later."

"Now learn the horse stance stance from me. Remember, all boxing skills and kung fu start from the stance technique. You must know that the force starts from the ground. If the lower body is unstable, you will not be able to learn any skill well."

"Stand your feet naturally open to the left and right, shoulder width apart, with your toes pointing straight ahead, and your knees straight... Yes, open your legs a little wider..."

With Zhao Jinhuan teaching him step by step, Feng Ji quickly mastered the stance of the horse stance.

This horse stance exercises the leg muscles. People who have no foundation will not be able to squat for five minutes.

Feng Ji naturally had no foundation, but within a minute, he was already sweating on his forehead and his legs were shaking.

Zhao Jinhuan looked at it and shook his head. This foundation was too bad.

However, to his surprise, even though Feng Ji's legs were trembling and his forehead was sweating, he still gritted his teeth and persisted.

"This kid is quite ruthless."

Zhao Jinhuan couldn't help but nodded secretly.

After about three minutes, Feng Ji finally couldn't hold on any longer and his stance movements were out of shape.

"Stop, remember, once the pile skills go out of shape, no matter how hard you persist, it will be in vain. Take a rest and come back later."

Feng Ji rubbed his sore thighs and couldn't help but ask: "Master, if you continue to practice like this, when will you be able to get started with Zhuang Kung Fu?"

Zhao Jinhuan smiled and said: "You can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. Kung fu can't be practiced overnight. It has to be practiced day after day. As for when to start, when you don't feel the soreness and fatigue in your legs, you will naturally become the master." Getting started.”

Feng Ji frowned: "How can you squat on a horse without getting tired?"

Seeming to see Feng Ji's doubts, Zhao Jinhuan explained with a smile: "Zhuang Kung Fu is a warrior's body-building skill. You feel tired because you can't carry Qi and blood."

"If you really get started, when you are standing, your qi and blood will circulate with the rhythm of your breathing, and your qi will continue to grow, and you will become more and more energetic. As long as your qi and blood do not decline, you will not feel tired."

"So for us boxing practitioners, the essence and blood are particularly important. We must not overindulge in lust, be greedy for beauty, and waste our energy in vain."

Feng Ji smiled awkwardly and said, "Master, don't worry, I will definitely quit sex in the future."

After practicing Zhuang Kung Fu for an hour, Feng Ji's legs were already extremely sore.

Zhao Jinhuan finally stopped the training of Zhuang Gong and said: "That's it for today's Zhuang Kung Fu. Next, I will teach you the five moves of Golden Bell Cover. I don't ask you to learn it immediately, but you should familiarize yourself with it first."

Feng Ji clasped his fists and nodded: "Okay."

These five moves should be secret moves. Feng Ji did not see Zhao Jinhuan pass them on to the servants outside.

He nodded in agreement while silently observing the changes in his attribute panel.