I am a late bloomer in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 48

"Besides, the progress of the Tiger Crane Double Fist..."

Wei Tu turned his gaze, and then looked at another line of writing engraved on the Jinzi Fate.

"Tiger Crane Shuangxingquan (94/100): Practice seven times a day, and you will be accomplished in three years."

"Yesterday, the progress of the Tiger Crane Double Form Fist was only 72%. Today, after the health-preserving exercise successfully produced internal energy, the progress directly reached 94%, an increase of 22%..."

"This means that the time for the Tiger Crane Double Form Fist to be completed will also be shortened to three years... It can be completed in two and a half years..."

Wei Tu thought.

Compared with practicing health-preserving skills, the shortened time of his practice of "Tiger Crane Double Shape Fist" is very intuitive.

Three years has been shortened to two and a half years, which is directly reduced by one-sixth.

"Master said that for an external martial artist, the inner qi born from the outside and the inside is stronger than the inner qi of the inner family's true kung fu, and one strand is better than ten strands of inner qi trained by the inner family's true kung fu..."

Thinking of this, Wei Tu sensed the strands of internal energy in the meridians again, and he slowly moved them to the meridians in his hand.

Next.

He looked ahead, his eyes sparkled, his right hand suddenly clenched into a fist, and he swung forward forcefully.

Just hear a bang.

Dust was flying in front of Weitu.

A fist mark half an inch deep was embedded in the earthen wall in the small courtyard.

But Wei Tu's fist was still two inches away from the dirt wall.

"Is this the air palm force rumored by the Jianghu people?"

"Now... I can also use it..."

Looking at the scene in front of him, Wei Tu panted heavily, sucking in fresh air.

With that punch just now, almost all the strength in his body was squeezed out and squeezed out.

But he was extremely happy in his heart, because this punch seemed simple, but it meant something extraordinary to him.

Firstly, it proves that Shan Wuju's words are correct, the internal qi cultivated by external martial arts masters is indeed far stronger than that of internal martial arts masters.

Foreign martial arts masters are not weaker than others!

According to Wei Tu's knowledge, internal martial arts masters don't have the power to meditate for more than ten years, so they can't punch this air punch at all.

The two, this space-separated fist strength, proved that he had truly entered the path of transcendence.

The strength and vigor of the past can be touched, but the internal force born in his body at this moment is different, it is something that only exists in ordinary people.

"The county government hasn't received the military order to destroy the Wuyun Building yet. There is still time. First, go to Sanyuan Township and ask Master to explain the current state..."

Wei Tu thought.

He guessed that Shan Wu raised his hand, there should be "Inner Family True Kung Fu", which is specially used to cultivate the internal force trained by external martial arts masters.

Back then, his master, the Golden Swordsman Shi Ming, died suddenly because he failed to break through the Xiantian Realm.

If there is no follow-up method.

Shi Ming, the Golden Swordsman, was also unable to try to break through the innate realm.

……

The next day.

Early in the morning.

Wei Tu went to Xiangjun Yamen to ask for leave, and rode to Sanyuan Township.

He knocked on the door of Shan's house, explained why he came, and was invited by the maid to sit in the living room of the second courtyard.

Not long after, Weitu heard a cough coming from outside the door.

He quickly got up, walked outside the house, took Shan Wuju from Shan Gaoshi's hand, and helped Shan Wuju to the front seat in the living room.

Wei Tu showed surprise, and looked at Shan Gaoshi aside, with a searching look in his eyes.

More than a month ago, when he came to see Shan Wuju, although Shan Wuju's physical condition had declined compared to a few years ago, he was no different from an ordinary healthy old man of the same age.

It's far from the point of needing help.

"Five days ago, when the master was riding a horse for a walk, he suffered a secret injury. He fell off his horse and was seriously injured..." Shan Gao pursed his lips and explained to Wei Tu.

"It's okay, little problem."

"To heal the injury for a few days, just grab some decoction that nourishes qi and blood and eat it." Shan Wu sat on crutches, waved his hand, and signaled Wei Tu not to care.

At this time, Shan Gao stepped forward and put a robe on Shan Wuju.

"Brother Wei, what are you doing here this time?" Shan Wuju asked with a smile after taking a sip of hot tea and moistening his throat.

Normally, when Wei Tu saw him, he would not come so early, he would only come after noon, usually with two gifts in his hand.

Today, Wei Tu hurried over early in the morning, disturbing his rest, so he must have something important to look for him.

"This matter..." Wei Tu's voice was low, and he glanced at Mrs. Shan Gao and the maids serving in the living room.

When Shan Wuju saw this scene, he immediately understood, coughed lightly, and told Shan Gao and the maidservants to step back.

lean less.

Only Wei Tu and Shan Wuju, master and apprentice, were left in the living room.

"The reason why this disciple came to see Master this time is because when I practiced kung fu yesterday, I finally entered the legendary... state of feeling energy..."

Wei Tu said.

"What? The Realm of Sensing Qi?" Shan Wuju, who was drinking tea, showed a look of astonishment. He fixedly glanced at Wei Tu, "Is what you said true? The Realm of Sensing Qi?"

He has practiced martial arts for dozens of years, and up to now, he has not been born from the outside to the inside, and he was born to practice internal energy from the outside.

But now, Wei Tu, who has only practiced martial arts for five years, tells him that he has entered the state of feeling qi...

How could Shan Wuju not be surprised.

"Master, please take a look." Wei Tu didn't talk nonsense, he looked at the teacup on the coffee table beside him, and then punched him as he did last night.

Boom!

A bang came out.

The teacup standing on the coffee table was immediately smashed to pieces by Weitu's fist.

"Fist from the air..."

"This is the fist strength from the air..."

Seeing Weitu's punch, Shan Wuju muttered to himself, not recovering for a long time.

Shaoqing, Shan Wuju calmed down his mood, looked at Wei Tu, his eyes showed a hint of admiration, and said with emotion: "I only saw your ancestors fight back then. After 39 years, I didn't expect to see this space-distance fist strength on you again..."

"I have roughly guessed your intention for coming. It is to ask the next step of martial arts as a teacher, how to practice?"

Shan Wuju smiled, breaking Wei Tu's anxiety to come to him.

"Master's wisdom eye."

Hearing this, Wei Tu didn't make any excuses, and made a single point.

It is better to practice martial arts sooner rather than later.

Governor Wang sent troops to attack Wuyun Building, he guessed that it was only a month or two ago, if he didn't hurry up to improve his strength, would he have to wait until he died on the battlefield.

Right now, he is only superficially using the internal energy in his body, if he can get the guidance of single martial arts... his strength will definitely increase again in this short period of time.

These are predictable things.

"Your master left a long way back then, and indeed he left a secret book for you, to cultivate the inner qi that you and I were born as external martial arts masters..."

Shan Wu raised his crutches and stood up, beckoning Wei Tu to come with him.

Shortly after.

in the living room.

Shan Wuju glanced at the memorial tablet of the former teacher on the altar table, put a stick of incense on it, and after three prostrations, he took off the tablet and folded it hard.

Inside the tablet, a thin silver paper suddenly appeared. This silver paper is five inches long and two inches wide. It is engraved with Zhoutian acupoints and various meridians of the human body...

(End of this chapter)