"Brother Chen, what are you thinking about?"
Suddenly, Xiao Hongling's voice pulled Chen Yang's gaze back from the moon.
It was also three o'clock in the morning, and he and Xiao Hongling were sitting in a mourning hall on the side of the road.
In front of him was Xiao Yong's coffin.
Although Chen Yang raised enough money for his surgery, the operation ultimately failed and Xiao Yong passed away.
"fine."
Chen Yang shook his head and continued the previous topic: "I will definitely help you get your brother's compensation back."
Xiao Hongling looked at the black coffin in front of her, reached out and threw another stack of paper money into the paper basin.
After a moment of silence, she spoke in a low voice:
"Thank you, Brother Chen."
"My brother passed away suddenly, and you were the only one who came to help."
"By the way, nothing happened this afternoon, right?"
Chen Yang shook his head again.
Gao Kuan did not tell Xiao Hongling that he helped Qin Lan snatch her daughter away.
Originally, he just wanted to stay at home and study hard on how to break through the Ming Jin.
But after working on it for a whole night, I found that I was completely working in isolation and had no idea what to do.
Later, I heard the news of Xiao Yong's death, so I came to help.
He also threw a stack of paper money into the brazier, watched the paper money burn quietly, and suddenly said:
"Actually, I came here tonight because I have something to ask you."
"What's the matter? Tell me." Xiao Hongling turned her head.
"Your brother just left, I'm afraid it might not be appropriate..."
Xiao Hongling frowned slightly.
This girl, wouldn't she want to tell me that kind of thing in front of her brother's coffin?
But after waiting for a moment, Chen Yang just said:
"I'd like to ask, is there any method in your Xiao family's martial arts to break through Ming Jin?"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Hongling was slightly stunned and looked at Chen Yang in surprise:
"You don't even know this?"
Chen Yang felt a little embarrassed. Ling Wei had indeed not told him.
Seeing that he really didn't understand, Xiao Hongling stood up from the stool.
He went into the house and took out an old blue-covered book.
Turning to the middle page, she read to Chen Yang verbatim:
“To practice martial arts, one must first calm the mind, then practice the basics of Baguazhang and Xingyiquan to cultivate a sense of Qi.”
"When the Qi sense takes shape, one can further practice hard Qigong, integrating the Qi into the body, and then reach the state of Ming Jin."
Although the nouns were different, what she said was almost the same as Ling Wei. Chen Yang listened silently.
"Once you master the Hard Qi, you've entered the Ming Jin realm. Once the Ming Jin reaches full strength, you can easily catch a blade with your bare hands or crush rocks with your chest."
"To practice hard qigong, one must regularly practice the 36 forms of Xingyiquan every morning, constantly cleansing the meridians with qi until the qi penetrates the bone marrow, transforming one completely..."
Bang!
She closed the blue-covered ancient book and said:
“This is too complicated.”
"To put it simply, it means getting up at five o'clock every morning and practicing Xingyiquan regardless of the weather. Every time you practice, the energy will flow through your meridians like water. The meridians and bones are like the stones in the stream. The water may not be able to penetrate the stones at first, but with continuous flow day after day, year after year, the water will eventually wear away the stone and become part of the stone."
Chen Yang was shocked when he heard this.
So, there are no new routines in practicing hard qigong, and all we need to do is practice Xingyiquan over and over again?
Over and over again, isn't that his strong point?!
"What kind of martial arts secret book is this? Can I see it?"
Out of curiosity, Chen Yang looked at the ancient book in her hand.
He was a little worried that Xiao Hongling would not want to show it to him.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Hongling stared at him inexplicably and threw it at him.
Chen Yang picked it up and took a look.
The title of the book is.
Xiaoxian Tuanlian Manual
There is another line of small words below.
Commercial Press·1927
Well...the stuff from Commercial Press is not really a secret book.
"This thing was passed down from my great-grandfather. It was everywhere before the founding of the People's Republic of China, but now it's rare. Only the army can have it."
During Xiao Hongling's explanation, Chen Yang carefully read the part about Ming Jin cultivation.
Indeed, just as he thought, Ming Jin is not about taking shortcuts, but about practicing hard and practicing to death.
It is said above that as long as one has normal qualifications and persists for ten years, one can practice hard Qigong.
"ten years……"
There were only two words written on the book, "The wind is light and the clouds are calm", but Chen Yang only felt a deep despair.
Ten years of getting up early and ten years of practicing.
This is simply not something that ordinary people can persist in, so even if hard qigong is actually not difficult, trying to find a Mingjin martial artist in a crowd is like looking for a needle in a haystack.
In the past agricultural society, the proportion might be higher, because children at that time did not need to study and had no other activities except farming. As long as they had perseverance, they could learn it.
But in modern times when compulsory education is universal, this is simply impossible.
"When I was in school, I practiced boxing every morning. I practiced for a full nine years, from elementary school to junior high school graduation."
"I was just one step away from graduating from high school, but my father passed away and my family had no money to support me in my studies, so I had to work."
"I got a job at a factory in Guangdong and had no time to practice boxing. I finally had some time off these past two years and wanted to pick it up again, but then my brother got sick again..."
In the light of the fire, Xiao Hongling looked at Chen Yang's ancient book and rarely talked about her past.
Her martial arts talent is definitely better than Chen Yang's, and she has been practicing since she was a child.
Even so, he has not yet entered the Ming Jin realm.
As for Chen Yang, he is now in his thirties and his health is beginning to decline, and his future is bleak.
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