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Huang Binghu only said that his own blows were not enough, and went further: "Your sword and boxing skills are open and closed. You should go through the same vein of external power. This kind of martial arts is relatively quick, but if you don't have a superior internal power, you can From the outside to the inside, to reach the level of both inside and outside, I am afraid it is difficult to become a first-class master, and the innate master is even hopeless."
"First-class master? Then I am a few class? And what is the innate master?"
Li Qingshan's series of questions made Huang Binghu believe in the words taught by experts. If there is a serious teacher and inheritance, how can he not know these: "Qingshan, your skill is not third-rate."
"So I just don't get in the way!"
"You can put down those ginseng pickers, you can already be called a'good hand'. You are still young and don't have to be too discouraged. As long as you practice hard and become a third-rate master, you will be able to run wild. With your qualifications, Qingshan There is absolutely no problem."
Huang Binghu was afraid that he would be hit too hard, so he frustrated his spirit, so he kindly comforted him. However, the goal given to Li Qingshan by Qing Niu has been rampant from the beginning, and the so-called internal strength is even more joking.
"Innate masters are even more profound. They must first open up the meridians of the whole body, break through the barriers of life and death, and transform internal force into true qi, which can circulate in the body at will without hindrance. The true qi is strong to a certain level, and it can even send out external wounds at will. "
Wait, it seems that now, the qi in my body can be circulated at will, but it can't be released outside the body, presumably because the amount is too small.
Li Qingshan suddenly understood that from the very beginning, he and mortals were on different starting lines, and the path he took was beyond the imagination of ordinary martial artists.
"Headhunter, I will definitely become an innate master."
Huang Binghu praised "very ambitious", but his face was noncommittal, innate master? When he first heard about these things, didn't he also have such ambitions, but how easy it is.
It seems that I saw myself at the beginning: "If you really become a congenital master, I will do it for you." This is not a random promise, as he thought, even if Li Qingshan can become a congenital master, it will be decades later. I don't know that this one is already what he calls a "congenital master".
Li Qingshan's heart moved: "Headhunter, you don't seem to be in good health?"
"I was weak when I was born. The doctor said that I can't support me, but my mother didn't believe it and she just pulled me up. I didn't believe that I was no better than other children in the village. The pain has been mixed over the years, and I am afraid that there will not be much time to survive."
Li Qingshan really admired the man in front of him. Even though he didn't have great magical powers, his willpower was enough to be his example.
"Headhunters don't need to worry, as long as you find the lingseng, you will surely be healed."
"Well, although it is a misty thing, it is always a ray of life. Taking advantage of the fact that Wangzhuang is greatly hurt, I will start to search for the mountain today. Do you want to go with it?"
"I haven't healed from my injuries. I'm afraid I can't help the headhunter." Of course, Li Qingshan would not agree. The other party just said that, it is impossible to really believe him.
"Okay, wait until your injury is healed, and we will fight again. I will arrange for someone to teach you archery." Huang Binghu patted his shoulder.
After the yellow sick tiger left, Li Qingshan immediately asked Qing Niu.
Qing Niu dismissed it and said: "What is the first-rate and second-rate, should the ants distinguish between the strong and the weak? It is the ginseng, if you can get it, it will be of great help to your practice."
Li Qingshan could only stare at it blankly.
"You can learn hunting and don't rely on me anymore. I'm so glad that you can finally rest. From now on, you can do it yourself!"
Unsurprisingly, Qingniu carried out his usual idea and never offered to help. Li Qingshan didn't really plan to rely on it either. As for grabbing food between the two Zhuangzi, he was even less confident. It was mostly useless to go in. He also sighed a few times. Meditate and exercise, and do not fall asleep until late at night.
A wisp of smoky ghost rose from Huamu Pai and turned into a handsome child. He glanced at Li Qingshan and made up his mind, flying into the mountain by the night breeze, without bloody lips opening and closing.
If someone who is proficient in lip reading sees it, he will know that the word he is talking about is "lingshen".
Qing Niu opened his eyes and took a look, then closed his eyes and went to sleep. Xiao An flew out of Lema Village and into the rolling mountains, freely passing through the trees, but also avoided the violent mountain wind from time to time. He saw a blaze from a distance, and when he flew closer, he saw Lema. Zhuang’s hunters took their weapons and rested by the campfire. Huang Binghu was discussing tactics with a few hunters in a low voice. Xiao An circled a few times and after listening for a while, he flew up to Bailao Peak by the wind, carefully inspecting every stream and every rock. Of course, occasionally he would be attracted by the little beasts passing by, forgetting his original purpose, but he can always recover quickly and continue to search. There is only one thought in my heart: sure, we must find the ginseng, so that we can help him. At four clocks, the ginseng pickers launched a night raid, but they were repelled by the yellow disease tiger who had been prepared for it, but neither side found the ginseng. The same goes for Xiao An. Before the sun came out, he returned to Zhuangzi, his face exhausted, almost tired. The child's mind is always not so easy and lasting, and this job is too lonely for him, he has tasted enough of loneliness. But looking at the face of Li Qingshan who was still sleeping, new motivation suddenly surged in his heart, clenched his fist, and fell asleep in the sophora wood card.
In the early morning, an old hunter with a stern face called Li Qingshan: "Headhunter let me teach you how to shoot arrows!"
Li Qingshan noticed that his left foot was a little lame, but in order not to be rude, he just glanced at it. Unexpectedly, the old hunter had noticed it and said plainly: "The wolf bitten, come with me!"
In a clearing to the west of Zhuangzi, a group of half-and-half children were already waiting there. The older ones were about the same age as Li Qingshan, and the younger ones still had nasal mucus, but everyone was carrying a hunting bow, and they looked at Li Qingshan somewhat defensively. And unkind.
"Master Zang, he wants to be with us?"
Master Zang nodded slightly, without explaining much, and said directly: "Open the bow!"
The boys stopped talking immediately, opened their hunting bows, and aimed at the distant target. Master Zang corrected their posture one by one, explained the essentials of archery, and left Li Qingshan aside.
Li Qingshan didn't feel bored either, but listened carefully. After half an hour, Lord Tibetan ordered people to rest, and finally said to Li Qingshan: "Practice your strength first!" Pointing to the stone lock beside him.
Li Qingshan went to snatch Shisuo. Compared with Qingniu's teacher who didn't take your life seriously, this degree of neglect was still within his acceptance range.
Master Zang showed a somewhat unexpected look. He didn't like Li Qingshan, but he couldn't disobey Huang Binghu's orders, so he deliberately gave him some coldness, which can be regarded as tempering his xinxing. He didn't expect that he would not be angry at all, and he started with him. The idea was completely different, and he thought: "No wonder headhunters value him so much!"
"Boy, where did you come from?" The group of boys couldn't bear to come forward, their faces full of provocations.
"Wu Niu Village."
"Huh, it's just a farmer, and I have a lot of strength. I heard that you also brought a cow. We don't need a cow here. Let's kill and eat meat!"
Li Qingshan couldn't have general knowledge with them, shouting and screaming, but he also wouldn't let them insult at will. With sudden force with his arms, two stone locks weighing tens of kilograms were thrown high into the air.
"Damn!" The group of boys ran away in panic, smashing down dozens of kilograms of stone locks, and they had to crack the brains of the people.
Shi Suo fell heavily, Li Qingshan did not dodge or dodge, but concentrated on, seeing the timing, grabbed Shi Suo, his body turned to dissolve the impact, and looked at them with a smile.
The group of boys were dumbfounded, and they made a sound of swallowing and foaming. How much effort it takes to lift the two stone locks, most of them can do it, but it is impossible to throw it into the air so high, let alone Then catch the stone lock.
Li Qingshan didn't care about them, just smiled and said, "Master Tibetan, do I still have to practice strength?"
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