The Heavens: Cross the World

Chapter 2 Golden Bell Jar

Zhao Jinhuan looked surprised. He never thought that Mr. Feng had such foresight at such a young age.

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

In his opinion, Feng Ji must be a playboy, unexpectedly, after today's question and answer, this son seems to be quite assertive.

"This son lives in a wealthy and gentle town, but he is prepared for danger in times of peace, not as stubborn as the outside rumors."

He pressed his mind, looked at Feng Ji's physical condition again, and couldn't help shaking his head secretly.

This child is short of energy and blood, his face is pale, and his footsteps are sloppy. It seems that this is only the case when he is nostalgic for the place of fireworks all the year round.

With this appearance, where can I practice martial arts?

At that moment he chuckled and said: "Feng Ji, you must know that people who practice martial arts are most afraid of running out of energy and blood. If they practice martial arts, they may not be able to play in Fireworks and Willow Lane anymore. Do you still want to learn martial arts?"

Feng Ji was taken aback for a moment, then blushed.

Zhao Jinhuan almost said directly that you can't go to Park Prostitution anymore.

Feng Changren also coughed twice quickly to cover up his embarrassment, and said: "This child looks just like his mother, and he is handsome. It would be good to show some male blood."

Feng Ji quickly stated his position, saying: "Master Zhao, Feng Ji will definitely devote himself to martial arts in the future, stay away from the fireworks and willow lanes, and cut off rouge and vulgar fans!"

Well, you must stay away from rouge vulgar fans. In the future, you will not touch girls who do not have a score of 90 or higher.

Seeing his sincerity, Zhao Jinhuan seemed to be extremely determined, and thought secretly in his heart.

Right now he is wanted by the Qing court, and there is really no place to stay.

The Feng family is considered a small fortune in Caozhou. Not only do they have medicine stores and rice stores, but outside Qingyuan County, they also have hundreds of mu of fertile land.

It's just that his golden bell kung fu is his lifeblood, and it is also the secret of the White Lotus Sect, which must not be passed on 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 work, and it's quite hard to practice. How about this, you just follow me Let's practice for half a year first, if you can really endure this hardship, I will accept you as a beginner, how about it?"

In half a year, the rumors of the Qing government's pursuit of him must have eased. By then, the world will be so big that he will naturally have a place to go.

Besides, if you want to come to this rich man, you can't hold on for half a year.

Zhao Jinhuan thought to himself.

Feng Ji heard the words and immediately said: "Thank you, Master!"

Zhao Jinhuan waved his hands again and again: "You don't need to call me Master. After half a year, if you can join my sect, it will not be too late to call me Master. As for now, you are the same as the guards outside, just call me Master Zhao."

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

Feng Ji glanced at his father, and thought to himself that this cheap father deserves to be in business, after all, he has a high emotional intelligence.

Regardless of whether you teach it or not, anyway, this mouth is called by the master, so you have to teach two hands of real kung fu anyway.

What's more, Feng Ji is the son of Feng Changren, not a servant of the Nursing Academy. If you call you Master, you don't treat him differently. How can it be justified?

Feng Ji understood his father's intentions, and hurriedly said: "Yes, master, being a teacher for one day and a father for life, how can you mess up the etiquette? Even if you don't join your sect and only become an outer disciple, I should do it too. I call you Master."

Zhao Jinhuan had no choice but to recognize Feng Ji as an 'outer disciple' because his father and son told him that he had no other choice.

……

Around nine o'clock, in the courtyard, Feng Ji changed into a short jacket, and tied his hands and feet with straps.

Zhao Jinhuan stood beside him, and said slowly: "Feng Ji, outsiders know that I have mastered this kung fu, invulnerable to swords and guns, and hard to hurt by weapons. They only know that my kung fu is hard qigong, but they don't know my real name."

"Today I will teach you, this skill is called the golden bell cover, after you practice it, your whole body will be as hard as iron, just like the golden bell cover, hard to hurt by swords and guns."

"This exercise mainly focuses on beating the skin, muscles, tendons and bones, and strengthens the resistance of the muscles and skin through external training and rehearsal."

"Of course, it's useless to practice wildly. You must cooperate with the medicinal bath of our school so that you can not hurt your body and achieve results."

"However, the secret recipe of the medicinal bath is a secret that is not passed on in this sect. I will prepare the medicinal materials and bring them to you every day."

"Today I will teach you how to stand. You have to learn how to move your energy and blood before you can withstand external forces."

"Now learn horse stance with me. Remember, all boxing skills start from the foundation. You must know that the strength starts from the ground, and the base is not stable, so you can't learn any kung fu."

"Stand naturally with your feet left and right, shoulder-width apart, with your toes pointing straight ahead, and your knees straight... Yes, spread your legs a little further..."

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

This horse stance trains the leg muscles. People without basic skills can't squat for 5 minutes.

Feng Ji is naturally a typical lack of foundation, but within a minute, his forehead was sweating and his legs were trembling.

Zhao Jinhuan shook his head as he watched, his background was too bad.

However, to his surprise, although 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 secretly nodded.

For about 3 minutes, Feng Ji finally couldn't hold on anymore, and the Zhuanggong movements had lost their shape.

"Stop, remember, once the posture is out of shape, it's useless to persist. Take a break and come back later."

Feng Ji rubbed his sore thighs, and couldn't help asking: "Master, if you continue to practice like this, when will you be considered an entry-level skill?"

Zhao Jinhuan said with a smile: "I 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 tired legs, you will naturally Getting started."

Feng Ji frowned: "How can you not feel tired when squatting?"

Seeming to see Feng Ji's doubts, Zhao Jinhuan explained with a smile: "Zhuanggong is a warrior's self-cultivation skill. You feel tired because you don't know how to carry Qi and blood."

"If you really get started, when you stand on the pile, the energy and blood will circulate with the rhythm of breathing, and the energy will continue to grow, and you will become more and more energetic. As long as the energy and blood do not decline, you will not be tired."

"So for our boxing practitioners, essence and blood are very important. We must not indulge in excessive sexual desire, lust for beauty, and waste energy in vain."

Feng Ji smiled awkwardly, and said: "Master, don't worry, you will definitely abstain from sex in the future."

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

Zhao Jinhuan finally stopped the training of Zhuanggong, and turned to say: "Let's stop here for today's Zhuanggong. Next, I will teach you the five moves of the golden bell cover. I don't ask you to learn it right away, but get familiar with it first."

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

These five moves should be secret moves, Feng Ji didn't see Zhao Jinhuan pass them on to the servants outside.

While nodding in agreement, he silently observed the changes in his attribute panel.

(End of this chapter)