After leaving Sun Xiaoying's house, the group returned to Lin's house. Before lunch was ready, they took their keys and went back to their own homes.
"It's great, it's still the same, nothing has changed."
In the old Sun family house, Sun Dajiang stroked the spotless old furniture, feeling a surge of emotions.
These old pieces of furniture were made by my father when he was young, and they hold many of the joys of his childhood.
Seeing these pieces of furniture, Sun Dajiang felt as if he had returned to his childhood and adolescence; the scenes were so vivid, as if they had happened just yesterday…
Seeing her husband deep in thought, Lin Wencui didn't disturb him. Instead, she took her grandson and casually looked around.
Sun Zhengguo and his wife didn't care, since they had no feelings for the place anyway, and they chatted quietly in the courtyard.
Time flies, and it's lunchtime again.
At the dinner table, looking at the golden liquid in his glass and smelling the rich aroma of wine in the air, Lin Hong was somewhat intoxicated and reluctant to take a sip.
"Dad, you should try it and see what you think of this wine."
Smelling the aroma of the wine, Lin Wenjun was extremely anxious, but since his father, as the head of the family, hadn't touched his glass yet, he couldn't be the first to do so.
"No rush, no rush, take your time. Good wine, like good tea, should be savored slowly."
After saying this, Lin Hong slowly picked up his wine glass and took a sip.
Sure enough, after taking the first sip, Lin Hong already knew that his grandson had not exaggerated.
This wine not only smells delicious, but also tastes amazing. Moreover, he also detected an unusual flavor in the wine: Chinese herbs.
According to his estimation, these Chinese medicinal herbs must be at least several years old.
"Good wine, good wine!" Lin Hong exclaimed.
Seeing that her father had already taken the first sip and seemed to think it was a good drink.
Lin Wenjun quickly took a sip as well. The taste was indeed good, but if you asked him for his opinion, he wouldn't say. He just went for it.
Lin Hong was completely speechless when he saw his son gulp it down in one go.
"Hey! You're really making a mountain out of a molehill. This wine should be savored slowly."
"Dad, it's all the same no matter how you drink it. Will it taste different if you savor it slowly?"
Lin Wenjun didn't care about any of that, and poured himself another glass after he finished speaking.
Seeing that his son knew nothing about wine, Lin Hong didn't bother arguing with him and turned his attention to his grandson.
"Jung-guk, there must have been a lot of medicinal herbs added to this wine, right?"
"Grandpa, you're an expert." Sun Zhengguo smiled and gave a thumbs-up in praise.
"Besides grains, this wine also contains ginseng, astragalus, angelica, wolfberry, rehmannia..."
Hearing his grandson rattle off so many medicinal herbs at once, Lin Hong nodded, but didn't press for details or insist on knowing the origins of the herbs.
However, the mention of medicinal herbs reminded him of something else: his grandson's martial arts training.
"Zhengguo, ever since you broke through to the Dark Force level in Tongbei Fist, Grandpa hasn't asked you if you're still practicing kung fu."
Whenever this topic comes up, Ning Xiaowei has endless things to say without Sun Zhengguo even having to answer.
"Grandpa, Zhengguo practices at home every day, it's like he's addicted. He feels uncomfortable if he doesn't practice for a day..."
"That's not bad either, the key is to persevere." Lin Hong pretended not to understand his granddaughter-in-law's complaint and asked again.
"Zhengguo, since you're still persisting, what level have you reached in your cultivation technique?"
"Uh~!" Sun Zhengguo thought for a moment and decided to tell the truth.
"Grandpa, I am currently at the peak of the early stage of the Transformation Realm, just one step away from the middle stage."
Hearing his grandson say that, Lin Hong felt relieved, which showed that he was working hard, so he gave him some encouragement.
"Keep up the good work!"
"Thank you, Grandpa."
"No, Dad, what did Zhengguo just say? Did you not hear me clearly, or did I mishear him?"
Lin Wenjun rubbed his head, a little confused, then turned to his brother-in-law and asked.
"Dajiang, did you hear what your son just said?"
Sun Dajiang nodded, but he didn't know what his brother-in-law meant.
"Wenjun, what do you mean? Why are you so startled?"
Lin Hong seemed somewhat dissatisfied, feeling that his son was delaying his drinking.
Seeing that no one believed him, Lin Wenjun had no choice but to ask his nephew for help.
"Jung-guk, repeat what you just said."
Sun Zhengguo knew what his uncle meant, but he didn't defend him. He simply repeated what he had just said.
This time, Lin Hong listened very carefully. His grandson had just said "transformation force" instead of "hidden force," but he thought it was just a slip of the tongue.
"Zhengguo, are you sure you didn't make a mistake?" Lin Hong asked again to confirm.
"Grandpa, I'm absolutely certain it's the Transformation Realm."
Sun Zhengguo spoke very seriously, and it didn't sound like he was joking at all.
The other people at the table probably had no idea about this.
But Lin Hong was completely different; upon hearing his grandson's words, his hands even trembled slightly.
Because he knew that even the founder of this boxing style had not reached the level of "Hua Jin" (化劲), while his grandson had.
What does this mean?
If we were to use the old terminology, he would be considered a grandmaster.
"Let's eat! After we eat, Zhengguo, will you come with me to the back mountain?"
Lin Hong didn't ask any further questions, just gave a casual reply, and then went back to drinking.
After some time, everyone finished lunch, and the women began to clear the table.
Lin Hong didn't waste any words. He gave his grandson a wink and led the way toward the back mountain, with Sun Zhengguo following closely behind.
Lin Wenjun knew what the old man wanted to do! He also wanted to go and see what the commotion was about.
But fearing his father's eccentric temperament might disapprove, he pulled Sun Dajiang along and they headed towards the back of the mountain...
Twenty minutes later, the group had entered the mountain.
In order to find a suitable place to showcase his grandson's abilities, Lin Hong walked quite a distance before finally finding a decent spot.
"Alright, Zhengguo, this place is nice. Let me see your Transformation Realm strength!"
"Grandpa, it's no problem to see my skills, but let me explain first. There are many things here that I've figured out on my own. If I don't practice well, please don't laugh."
"There's no need to demonstrate your boxing stance. Just unleash your power, speed, and explosiveness."
"Okay! Take a good look."
No sooner had he finished speaking than Sun Zhengguo darted past them in a flash.
Then, the three witnessed a scene they would never forget.
Sun Zhengguo, in a way that defies science, jumped into a tree five or six meters high without any leverage in mid-air.
"Lightness skill? Dad, this must be lightness skill, my God..."
Lin Wenjun was already somewhat incoherent at this point; when had he ever seen such a high-end item before?
Sun Dajiang wasn't much better off; his jaw dropped in astonishment.
He never imagined that he could reach this level just by practicing boxing every day. He just couldn't believe it!
If someone had told me back then that I could train like this, I would have continued to train every day.
The person most shocked at this moment was none other than Lin Hong, because he knew that the comic book he had given him contained no mention of light-body skills.
Since there is no lightness skill, there is only one possibility, which is the change brought about by neutralizing force.
Thinking about these changes filled Lin Hong with excitement.
I'm really looking forward to the performance.
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