Wei Xing's implication. Wei Tu understood. What his second aunt meant was for him to speak cautiously. She would help with small favors, but not with big favors. "My nephew came here this time to ask his second aunt to learn some martial arts from Huangzhai Nursing Home, so that he can keep fit." Wei Tu pondered for a moment and said. "Practice martial arts? Since ancient times, the poor were poor in literature and rich in martial arts. You are old and there will be no future in practicing martial arts." Wei Xin frowned. She hoped that her nephew asked her for help because he was looking for a good job in Huang Zhai, but after thinking about it, Wei Tu had been sold to Li Zhai, so she could not say this. With her mother's family, she, a married woman, is very confident, but unfortunately the Wei family can't support her and can't help her at all. "It's also good to practice some health-preserving skills and keep fit." Wei Tuyan backed down a bit.
Compared with independent martial arts, health-preserving skills are something that is only common among martial arts masters and are not precious. "Since you insist, then I'll say hello to Master Ruan and ask him to teach you a few tricks." Seeing Wei Tu's stubbornness, Wei Yan sighed and agreed. After finishing speaking, Wei Yan had no intention of chatting with Wei Tu in the wing. He glanced sideways at the maid, casually found an excuse, and stood up to leave. "Second aunt, this gift..." When Wei Tu saw Wei Xin turning around and walking out of the room, he quickly reminded her. "Qing He, take the gift." Wei Xin did not look back, and after giving instructions to the maid, continued walking towards the corridor. After a while, Wei Tu, who was in the side room, finally thought about it. Wei Xin did not take the gift directly when she left. She secretly told him not to come to see her as the second aunt again next time. The friendship is over. "Second Grandma has already said hello to Master Ruan, and Brother Wei is also invited to come here." In the afternoon, the maid named "Cui Liu" came to the wing and led Wei Tu to another courtyard in the front yard. Walking into the gate of the courtyard, Wei Tu saw a burly man with a knife on his waist teaching two young men in brocade clothes in the courtyard. These two young men in brocade clothes, one is thirteen or fourteen years old, and the other is only seven or eight years old. He thought to himself that this burly man should be the Ruan Martial Master Wei Xin mentioned. "You are Wei Tu?" Master Ruan glanced at Wei Tu, a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes, but his words were not revealed. "Yes, Master Ruan." Wei Tu clasped his fists and saluted. The guardian martial artist is a guest of a wealthy family, not a first-rate servant. "Second Grandma, please, let me teach you a set of health-preserving exercises. I happen to have the Turtle Breath Nourishing Qigong I got when I was young. You can keep it." Master Ruan Wu took out a yellowed atlas from his sleeve and threw it to Wei Tu.
"Remember this turtle breath nourishing qigong technique. After seven days, give it to the disciple and return it to me..." he said. After finishing speaking, Master Ruan waved his hand to signal Wei Tu to leave. He had no intention of teaching Wei Tu. When Wei Tu saw the disgusted looks from Master Ruan and the two young masters of the Huang family, he was not angry. He thanked him and left. At this time, the conversation between two young masters in brocade came from behind him. "Yuanshan, was it your cousin just now? Why didn't you say hello?" "He's not my cousin. My mother didn't even let me see him..." The final sound gradually faded away, and when the heat on Wei Tu's face faded away, and he raised his head and straightened up to look straight ahead, he suddenly realized that he had been out of Huang's house for a short time. "With this golden finger, I have courage and self-esteem in my chest? I am no longer numb..." Wei Tu laughed at himself. As early as last night when he was thinking about going to Huangzhai to find his second aunt Wei Xing, he had already expected that today's scene might happen. But there was no way. Except for the Huang family where Wei Xin lived, it was difficult for him to come into contact with health-preserving skills, let alone martial arts. Health-preserving skills are not good in the street, and this is also compared to children from rich families and martial arts masters. Even if he could get in touch, the price he would pay would be much higher than these two sarcastic words. "Step by step." "With health cultivation skills and persistence, you will become a master sooner or later." Wei Tu hugged the album in his arms tightly, stepped up his pace, and walked towards Li's house. He couldn't wait to practice this Turtle Breath Nourishing Qigong. Although the health-preserving skill is not as capable of killing as ordinary martial arts, it does not mean that the health-preserving skill has no fighting ability. If you are strong and strong, you will always be more powerful than ordinary people. In addition, if you have achieved success in health-preserving exercises, you can also get twice the result with half the effort if you practice other martial arts at the same time. Return to Li's house. After Wei Tu added fuel to the semi-dark horse, he turned on the stable oil lamp, hid in the side room where he slept, and began to read the "Turtle Breath Nourishing Qigong" handed to him by martial artist Ruan. This Turtle Breath Nourishing Qigong is not complicated. There are only seven piles of exercises and a total of thirty-two piles of exercises. Two or three hours later, Wei Tu started to practice the stance according to the diagram of health-preserving skills. He spread his legs apart, first held his chest and straightened his back, lowered his shoulders and lowered his elbows, then tightened his abdomen and retracted his hips to control his breathing. The movements he performed were very stiff, and he could not achieve the "deficiency on top and reality on the bottom", "deficiency on the body and solidity on the bottom", and "the mutual creation of virtuality and reality" of Guixi Yang Qigong.
Fortunately, this skill is not complicated. After practicing it over and over again, he became more and more familiar with the movements. Again. twice. The thirty-second time. Wei Tu's eyes flashed, and a line of writing appeared on his golden and purple fate, as if engraved on it. "Turtle Breath Nourishing Qigong (1/100): practice nine times a day, and it will be completed in five years." "Five years, this time is too long. It takes five years for me to practice this health-preserving skill to great perfection..." Wei Tu couldn't care less about the surprise of discovering this destiny application, so he looked a little ugly. Although he had already guessed about his qualifications, he still felt unwilling to spend five years to master a basic health-preserving skill. Most people will become proficient in health-preserving skills in a few months. How could it be used for five years? "Wait a minute, it will be done in five years. The emphasis is not on five years, but on the word 'complete'..." Wei Tu opened the booklet and saw a sentence in the preface of "Turtle Breath Nourishing Qigong". [When Qi nourishing is completed, Qi starts from the pulse and can enter the state of feeling Qi. 】 Combined with the fate of "late bloomer", that is to say, it takes him longer than others to practice "Turtle Breath Nourishing Qigong", but he will definitely succeed and give birth to a sense of qi. In other words, his practice is not necessarily worse than others, it's just that others seem to be skilled in practice, but they have not truly achieved success. "I just don't know what the realm of sensing Qi is in the martial arts..." Wei Tu sighed. Due to his background, he still knows too little about the world. I only know some information through hearsay. However, he guessed that this realm must be extraordinary, otherwise it would not have been mentioned emphatically in the preface of "Turtle Breath Nourishing Qigong". "Five years is not a long time. After five years, it will be clear whether this golden finger matches my guess." Wei Tu has the patience to wait. He is only seventeen years old at the moment, and in five years time, he will only be twenty-two years old.
