The World Of Demons And Demons: The Gods And Gods Behind It!

Wait until he arrives outside the gate of Li Mansion.

Wei Yuan suddenly thought that if he told Li Degui what he saw and heard last night, not to mention whether Li Degui believed it or not, if Li Degui wanted to go to the place where the incident occurred, he would definitely find that the village had been destroyed and that he was Alone, how should he explain it when the time comes?

Where did the money he had come from? I'm afraid he couldn't tell just this.

Thinking of this, Wei Yuan suddenly calmed down, walked slowly into the east corner of the yard, and warmed up.

At three o'clock in the morning, Old Man Li appeared yawning.

Wei Yuan wiped the sweat off his head, walked up to Li Degui, and handed over five taels of silver without saying a word.

As soon as Li Degui saw Yinzi, his eyes suddenly shone, and the laziness on his face disappeared. He smiled and said: "Not bad, not bad. It seems that your family is quite supportive of you."

To be honest, he was a little surprised.

A child like Wei Yuan, who dresses shabbyly, looks like a child from a poor family. He has to pay five taels of tuition every month and eat the meat of exotic animals. There is definitely a lot of pressure.

The poor are poor in literature and rich in martial arts. Without sufficient financial support, the poor are simply not qualified to practice martial arts.

The reality is so cruel.

In this world, only practicing martial arts can change a person's destiny.

But practicing martial arts costs money and requires a lot of investment.

Where do poor people get so much money?

Unless you have a talent that is different from ordinary people, you are the kind of martial arts wizard who can be seen at a glance and is one in a million.

If you are lucky enough to meet Bole, you will definitely learn skills for free.

Even someone as greedy for money as Li Degui would accept him as his disciple and train him with all his strength.

The issue is:

How many poor people are geniuses?

Who discovers these geniuses?

As for whether Wei Yuan is a genius, Li Degui is not sure, no one can be sure.

After all, everyone sees the world with naked eyes, and no one understands anyone.

Furthermore, Wei Yuan is still a young man. Even if he is very talented and has great potential, it cannot be seen at a casual glance.

Li Degui treated everyone equally, and his brothers settled accounts clearly. No matter who learned the art, the money he should receive should not be less.

"Please, Mr. Li, teach me the moves." Wei Yuan saluted with a look of anticipation in his eyes.

"Okay, come with me." Old Man Li was in good spirits, turned around and walked into the main room, followed by Wei Yuan.

The maid closed the door to prevent others from watching the secret study.

The main room is very spacious and the space is very open. There is a bronze tripod in the center.

Old Man Li stood still on the armrest, his expression became serious, and he said slowly: "Wei Yuan, everyone talks about practicing martial arts, practicing martial arts, but what exactly do we martial artists practice?"

Is this asking what the essence of martial arts is?

Wei Yuan was also very curious and said: "Please give me some advice, Mr. Li."

Old Man Li asked instead, "Let me ask you, how can you beat someone to death?"

Wei Yuan blinked, "With fists?"

"Stupid!" Old Man Li shook his head, "How to beat someone to death? Of course you have to hit him hard."

This old guy...

Wei Yuan was extremely speechless.

Old Man Li twitched the corner of his mouth, showing a playful smile, and said: "I'm not teasing you. The essence of martial arts lies in this sentence. The answer is the word 'exert force', or it can be said that great strength can produce miracles."

Wei Yuan thought thoughtfully: "What Mr. Li means is that practicing martial arts is actually about practicing strength?"

"That's exactly what I mean." Old Man Li nodded, "So, as long as you understand what Jin is, where Jin comes from, and how to practice Jin, you will truly step into the threshold of martial arts."

It was interesting, and Wei Yuan couldn't help but prick up his ears to listen.

Old Man Li said slowly:

“Jin is the inner strength of the human body, which cannot be seen or touched, but when you clench your fist, you can feel its existence.

Jin comes from our body. There is Jin in the blood, in the muscles, in the bones, and in the internal organs.

Since jin is in our body, as long as we can strengthen it and control it, we can master tyrannical power, right? "

Wei Yuan suddenly understood.

Old Man Li just explained what Jin is and where it comes from. To sum up what he said is...

It's all bullshit.

"Mr. Li, how can we strengthen our strength?" Wei Yuan simply asked directly.

Old Man Li waved his hand and said leisurely: "Don't be impatient. Let me ask you another question. What do you think is the limit of human strength? In other words, how much strength can we exert at most?"

Wei Yuan thought for a while, "Ordinary people only have the strength to lift a bag of rice."

"About that, a strong ordinary person only has that little strength."

As Old Man Li spoke, he walked to the bronze tripod, stretched out his right hand, retracted three fingers, and touched the bottom with his index finger and middle finger.

Wei Yuan didn't know what he was going to do, so he stretched his head and looked at the bottom of the cauldron.

Unexpectedly, the bronze tripod suddenly left the ground and rose up little by little.

Wei Yuan's color suddenly changed and he was shocked.

I saw Old Man Li lifting the bronze tripod with two fingers. This bronze tripod must have weighed at least a thousand kilograms.