Start from miscellaneous fish to gain experience and cultivate immortality

Chapter 14 A Small Goal
  "This is not material for studying!" Wang Shen shook his head upon seeing this.

In the next few days, Chen Zheng worked harder than usual. Not only did he practice martial arts, he also memorized ancient poems and practiced calligraphy.

While he was busy with disciple selection, his relationship with Lin Xiulian was not slowing down either.

Under Wang Shen's guidance, Chen Zheng took the time to talk to Lin Xiulian in private, and secretly gave her rouge, gouache and other things that girls like.

However, Lin Xiulian's father didn't like Chen Zheng very much. He seemed to have opinions about the Qinghe Gang. He even reprimanded Lin Xiulian specifically for this matter and refused to let him have any contact with Chen Zheng. This made Chen Zheng a little worried.

You must know that this is an era of parents' orders and matchmakers' words. A single word from parents may break up a marriage.

"The boat will go straight when it reaches the bridge. If you really like her, if you can't, just get on the boat first and then pay for the ticket."

"What do you mean?" Chen Zheng looked confused.

"This is the last resort. You try other methods first. Send some gifts, say more good things, and find a matchmaker. Matchmakers are good at this kind of thing."

Yes, Chen Zheng nodded.

"You even know these things, did you learn them from books?"

"Yes." Wang Shen nodded.

"Then I'll take a closer look."

"Well, you should take a closer look." Wang Shen said with a smile.

The night wind was slightly cold, and the sound of running water drifted into the warehouse with the wind.

After picking up the book and persisting for less than half an hour, Chen Zheng fell asleep again. At this age, he usually fell asleep and things like insomnia would not happen.

Wang Shen looked at Chen Zheng who was already snoring.

To be honest, sometimes, he was quite envious of his good friend.

His goal in life is very clear, he just wants to get ahead and honor his ancestors. As for himself, he only has a vague idea and no clear goal.

You have to set a goal in everything you do, so that you have the motivation to move forward, right?
  In fact, Wang Shen has a goal. His goal is to go out for a walk, take a look, and see how the world outside, the scenery of the lakes and mountains of Kyushu, and the people's customs are different from his previous life.

It's just that he doesn't have that condition yet. He wants to wait until he has enough power to protect himself before going out and taking a look.

To what extent do you have to cultivate enough to be able to protect yourself? This is a small stage goal. At least it has to reach the level of Qinghe Gang leader Lei Liang, right?
  Wang Shen's eyes gradually brightened as he thought about it, and a smile appeared on his face. Didn't he have a small goal?
  He turned to look at Chen Zheng aside. In this way, the two of them had the same goal at this stage, except that Chen Zheng wanted to become a person like Lei Liang, and Wang Shen wanted to reach his level in cultivation.

"Let's work together."

In the following days, Chen Zheng began to practice in a targeted manner, lifting stone locks, practicing boxing, and sparring with Wang Shen.

During the sparring process with Chen Zheng, Wang Shen had tried to judge Chen Zheng's next moves by observing some micro-movements of Chen Zheng's body, such as his eyes, shoulders, and body shape. In the process, Wang Shen has been able to be the last to arrive first.

The angles of his attacks were even more tricky. On several occasions, he even broke away from the fixed moves of splitting muscles and bones, and instead moved with the force, allowing the force in the body to be transmitted more smoothly.

This is what he came to when he was practicing catching leaves in the woods.

"When you and I were sparring, this move didn't seem to be a move that split the muscles and bones of the hand?" After several sparring sessions, Chen Zheng also discovered something unusual.

"It's a move made by splitting muscles and bones. It's just a slight change. The move is dead, but the person is alive. You must learn to learn and use it." Wang Shen said.

After hearing this, Chen Zheng pondered for a long time. He could not reach the level of Wang Shen now.

"Don't be impatient, take your time." "Obviously it was me who taught you how to divide muscles and bones, but why did you teach me the other way around?"

"There is no priority in learning, the master is the teacher." Wang Shen said with a smile.

"Has your cousin found out who are pretty skilled people who will sign up for the selection so that you can practice in a targeted manner?"

"There are many people participating in the selection, but only a few are good at it." Chen Zheng mentioned a few names and the kung fu they were good at. Wang Shen didn't recognize more than half of these people.

What he can do now is try his best to find out Chen Zheng's current shortcomings and deficiencies during the training process, and work hard to help him improve.

The winter days are getting colder and colder.

Before you know it, it’s the day of disciple selection.

This is not only a major event for the Qinghe Gang, but also a major event for Wuyang County. Many people want to watch the excitement. Except for the disciples of the Qinghe Gang, everyone else is blocked from the main hall.

In the courtyard, a kind of Qinghe Gang disciples who came to be selected were lined up in several rows. I heard that there was an opportunity to become a disciple of the gang leader, and many people came to sign up.

Gang leader Lei Liang showed up,
  Wang Shen chose the most inconspicuous position near the wall, put his hands in his sleeves, and looked at Lei Liang not far away.

Lei Liang was over seven feet tall, with a square face and light slanted eyebrows, but his shoulders were very broad. Wang Shen visually estimated that his shoulder width was at least twice as wide as his own.

He stood there without saying a word, and the whole courtyard suddenly became quiet, and all the whispers stopped abruptly.

This is the power of the number one person in Wuyang County.

Lei Liang's eyes scanned the crowd. Wang Shen saw Chen Zheng in the crowd standing straighter. He was not the only one who had such a reaction.

In Wuyang County and the Qinghe Gang, Lei Liang is considered a legend, especially in the hearts of these young people.

Lei Liang didn't say much, just a few words, but he aroused the emotions of the disciples below. After saying these words, he left, and the selection of the gang leader's direct disciples officially began.

The first is boxing, which is to do a round of boxing and practice routines.

"This won't work. The punch is too loose and has no strength."

"That one doesn't work either, the bottom plate is unstable."

"Hey, what kind of boxing technique is this? Why do you only choose the lower three lanes?"

Wang Shen watched quietly from the side and commented silently. Among these people, Chen Zheng is considered to be very skilled in splitting muscles and bones.

After this, more than a dozen people were wiped out.

The next step is to lift the stone lock, which is a test of a person's strength. After this wave, more than a dozen people were wiped out.

For these two preliminary rounds, one day passed. Half of the people were eliminated at the end of the day, and the remaining people had to compete in the ring.

In the evening, Wang Shen specially bought four roast chickens and steamed a pot of rice. Chen Zheng was holding a roast chicken and gnawing on it.

"Are these the only people participating in this selection?"

"Well, that's probably just these people, what's wrong?"

"To be honest, the people who participated in the selection in the past few days are not very good. You are a bit outstanding among them. If you want to compete with these people, the chance of winning is still very high. I remember that there are two hall leaders. Is my son about the same age as us?"

(End of this chapter)