The heavens: pushing across all realms

In the backyard of the Feng family, Feng Ji handed the medicine package for the medicated bath to the maid, and he began to practice the five moves of the Golden Bell Cover in the deserted part of the yard.

"Master Zhao taught me these five moves, but he only taught them briefly. It would be too shocking if I could perform them smoothly and smoothly immediately. I'd better avoid other people and practice by myself."

In the yard, Feng Ji began to practice his moves one by one.

As the first posture of Subduing the Dragon and Subduing the Tiger was opened, and in line with the breathing rhythm, he felt keenly that there seemed to be a heat flow in his body, starting from his legs.

His heart moved slightly: "Is this Qi and blood?"

At the moment, the breathing rhythm remains unchanged, the legs and feet change, and the fists move.

There is not much punching power that can break the air, and there is not much sharp punching style.

But Feng Ji's boxing skills have a level of sophistication that is as stable as Mount Tai.

This is the benefit of the system automatically recording the skills, allowing Feng Ji to fully master such moves.

In the second pose, the two eagles fly together, with Qi and blood surging in both arms, rushing to the front, chest and back.

As the third posture of the Overlord Toast is played, Qi and blood circulate in the chest and abdomen, converging on the face, as if drunk.

The fourth green dragon swung its tail, Qi and blood flowed back, and its bones creaked.

When Laojun ascended the throne in the fifth position, all the muscles in his body clapped, the energy and blood in his body surged, and his breathing became hot.

Feng Ji's muscles were looming, and the big tendons tightened the muscles and bones. The loose muscles and bones were now like shields, showing a thick and hard feeling.

At the same time, the entire qi and blood cycle continued for a week.

He felt that his legs, which had been sore and swollen before, suddenly felt comfortable again, and his whole body became full of energy!

Feng Ji felt surprised and quickly looked at the attribute panel.

But at this time, the skill column changed again!

Kung Fu: Golden Bell Cover (Beginner)

Feng Ji's eyes lit up instantly.

"Sure enough, as long as you have mastered the method of qi and blood circulation, the golden bell is considered an introduction. The next step is to beat the muscles and skin of the whole body and repeatedly exercise the skin, muscles, bones, but before that, you still need to nourish the body with medicinal baths."

He already understood the function of medicinal bath. According to Zhao Jinhuan, circulating qi and blood is actually a consumption of qi and blood.

Qi and blood are just like muscles, they need to be strengthened time and time again through constant consumption and rest.

Rest alone is not enough to restore Qi and blood. It is necessary to use external medicinal baths and take internal tonics to strengthen the foundation.

Feng Ji's body was depleted of energy and blood and really needed to be replenished.

"Somebody come!"

Feng Ji shouted, and a maid immediately ran in from the door.

"Master."

"Go and inform the kitchen that we need to make up for lunch."

"Yes, Master."

"Go down."

After driving the maid away, Feng Ji stared at the attribute panel.

His eyes fell on the attribute point column.

After traveling through time, he awakened the attribute panel, but the attribute point column was always 0. He never understood how the attribute point came from.

The property panel is not a system and does not have any intelligent prompts. Feng Ji repeatedly called and tried to communicate, but to no avail.

It seems that this panel is a kind of body data table observed after my own vision changes.

Shaking his head, he put aside what was on the panel for the time being and thought about the current environment.

"It is now 1895. If I remember correctly, the Sino-Japanese War of 1894-1895 took place during this period, and it seems that the Treaty of Shimonoseki was signed this year."

"So, the Qing Dynasty will soon be defeated. The days to come will be increasingly difficult."

Feng Ji didn't know much about the historical details of the late Qing Dynasty, but he remembered clearly the famous treaties of Shimonoseki and Xinchou that were humiliating and humiliating the country.

The lives of ordinary people will become increasingly miserable in the future. Riots, wars, and bullying will be everywhere, and rebellions by ordinary people will become commonplace.

Although the Feng family is currently rich in assets, no one can guarantee that one day they will encounter rebels.

At that time, a rich man like me was just a piece of meat in the eyes of others and could be killed at any time.

After all, those nursing homes are not relatives of the Feng family, and they may not be willing to risk their lives at critical moments.

So in the end, you have to rely on yourself. This is why Feng Ji is eager to practice martial arts.

"Just practicing martial arts is not enough, you have to find a way to get father some guns."

In this era, no matter how well you practice martial arts, you are still no match for the foreign guns and cannons of the foreigners.

However, these foreign guns and cannons are controlled items and cannot be obtained by ordinary people.

Therefore, it is more reliable for ordinary people to practice boxing and martial arts.

"Master, the master and his wife have asked you to have a meal."

After calling twice more, it was already dinner time, and a maid came over to invite Feng Ji to dinner.

Feng Ji withdrew his fist and asked, "Did you prepare lunch according to my instructions?"

"Yes, young master, my wife learned that you wanted food supplements, so she specially asked the kitchen to make ginseng soup."

The maid laughed quickly.

Feng Ji nodded and immediately went to the living room.

From a distance, he saw a family already seated in the living room, waiting for him.

At the Eight Immortals table, his father Feng Changren sat in the main seat, and next to him was his mother Yu Saifeng holding his third sister Feng Yufeng.

The second sister Feng Yinfeng was serving soup to her father, saying something with a smile on her face.

Feng Ji walked closer and heard what she said.

"Mom, that camera is even more powerful than those famous painters, and the things it captures are lifelike. When eldest sister and Bao'er went to take photos today, it was very lively. I will take you there another day."

Yu Saifeng smiled and scolded: "What camera? It's a mind camera. Haven't you heard? It's all foreign witchcraft. It will ruin your luck."

Feng Yinfeng burst out laughing: "Mother, how can you still believe such rumors? I heard that many officials like to take pictures, even the one in the palace likes it so much. I can't believe that big shots like them will be taken. Have you captured your soul and taken your luck?"

Yu Saifeng rolled her eyes at her second daughter and said, "There's no way it's impossible. It's hard to say that the Qing Dynasty's national destiny is declining day by day because these noble people were taken away by the soul-destroying machine."

"The foreigners' intention to destroy our Qing Dynasty is clearly revealed."

Although Yu Saifeng is a woman, she can still say this.

Feng Changren smiled and said: "As a woman, the decline of the Qing Dynasty's national fortunes has something to do with the camera. Stop talking nonsense. Ji'er is here. Come and have a meal. Today your mother brought back a ginseng from the drugstore. You made chicken soup to replenish your body."

When Feng Ji entered the house, Yu Saifeng put down his third daughter Feng Yufeng, pulled Feng Ji over, wiped the sweat from his head, and scolded him: "It's cold in spring, and it hasn't fully warmed up yet. Why are you so sweaty and cold?" How about that?"

Feng Ji felt her care and felt warm in his heart. He smiled and said, "Mom, if you don't sweat when you practice kung fu, how good can you be at it?"

Yu Saifeng said angrily: "You are really a sick and confused person. You are misbehaving like a well-behaved young master. You just practice some kind of farming technique. Aren't you afraid that your friends will make fun of you?"

"You have to take it easy from now on. You are not young anymore. It is time to go to the shop and follow your father to learn how to run the business in the shop."

As she spoke, she turned to the maid and said, "Cuilian, go and get a coat. Don't let the cold air get into the young master's body."

"Yes, ma'am."

Feng Ji smiled and said: "Mom, practicing martial arts is to strengthen your body. Aren't you the shopkeepers responsible for the store's affairs?"

"Nonsense, those people are outsiders after all. If you don't understand anything, won't you let others fool you in the future?"

"Okay, okay, we have to eat now. It's a good thing for Ji'er to exercise. It's better than fighting cocks and walking dogs with those gangsters all day long. Just sit down and eat."

Feng Changren interrupted Yu Saifeng and invited Feng Ji to eat.