The rooster crows at dawn, and the morning dew begins to set.
The next day, Qin Shi got up very early. Since his spiritual veins recovered, he has always been full of motivation, seizing all the time to practice, and began to prepare for the inheritance of the Qin family in half a month.
Now, there are less than ten days left before the Qin family inherits the inheritance, which makes him have to be urgent.
"Qin Siyu, is he in the sixth level of spirit quenching realm..."
Qin Shi sat cross-legged, determination suddenly flashed in his eyes: "No matter what, no matter what, I will get the inheritance of the Qin family, and I must bring my parents back to the Qin family!"
Thinking of this, he carefully circulated the spiritual power in his body for several times, and said secretly: "Although I have reached the peak of the third-level spirit quenching realm now, I have never practiced any martial arts. This means to me , when the Qin family inherits it, it will definitely suffer a big loss."
Martial arts, as the name suggests, is a technique that can materialize spiritual power.
"In the past, I could have gone to the Qin family's library to find a few books on martial arts suitable for my practice. But now, on this gravel street, where should I go to find martial arts?"
Qin Shi thought, helplessly jumped out of bed, stood up and walked outside the house.
As soon as he walked into the courtyard, he saw his father, under an ancient mulberry tree, wielding a set of wonderful boxing techniques.
Looking at his father's dancing fist skills, Qin Shi couldn't help but lose consciousness: "This boxing technique is not outstanding at first glance, and there are no gorgeous tricks. But if you look carefully, you can find that the fist style is like a dragon or a tiger, and every move is aggressive. It’s hard to guard against.”
"What's more important is that my father clearly has no spiritual power, but he can exert such a strong force just by relying on boxing?" After realizing this, Qin Shi became even more curious.
"Shi'er, are you up?"
After seeing Qin Shi, Qin Tianqing stopped his boxing.
Qin Shi woke up with a start, nodded in agreement, and ran forward: "Dad, what kind of boxing technique did you dance just now? Is it so mysterious?"
"Of course, this is one of the three major martial arts of our Qin family and Zhen clan, the Sky-Splitting Fist." Qin Tianqing became proud: "Even in the Qin family, only those with outstanding qualifications and who have reached the sixth level of spirit quenching can practice it. .”
"So this is the Qin family's Zhen clan's martial arts, the 'Heaven-Splitting Fist'? No wonder it's so tyrannical." Qin Shi took a breath of air. He had heard a little about the Qin family's three major martial arts of the Zhen clan. A set of swords Fa, a set of body techniques, a set of boxing techniques.
The sword technique is called Huangquan Nine Swords, the movement technique is called Wuyingwuwu, and the boxing technique is the Sky-Splitting Fist. It is said that when the Qin family took root in Huangzhen, they became famous all over the world for their three sets of martial arts.
"God is really helping me."
Qin Shi, who was worried about where to look for martial arts, immediately became excited and said: "Dad, look, my child has not practiced martial arts for a long time since his spiritual veins recovered. Can you..."
"You brat, take it."
Qin Tianqing could guess what Qin Shi was going to say without even thinking. In fact, he had long realized that Qin Shi had no martial arts skills, so he deliberately danced the Sky-Splitting Fist here early in the morning.
After receiving the boxing technique, Qin Shi was overjoyed. After giggling at his father, he even forgot to say thank you and ran away from the ancient house.
"This brat."
Seeing this, Qin Tianqing shook his head with a wry smile, and then thought more seriously: "Splitting Heaven Fist, a second-level inferior martial arts. According to his current strength, it is impossible to learn it without anyone's guidance. But this is fine, First poke his spirit."
After Qin Shi ran out of the house, about half an hour later, he came to the outskirts of Huangzhen, not far from the jungle.
Now, he couldn't wait to start practicing the Sky-Splitting Fist right away, so he found a secluded corner and began to study the boxing manual: "Split the sky with great force, shatter the world a little bit, the fist is like thunder, and it is like strong wind..."
After studying for a while, Qin Shi started to try.
According to the records in the boxing technique, he gathered all the spiritual power in his body into the palm of his hand, and finally clenched it into a fist and punched it forward.
However, when he punched out, there was no reaction at all.
"It's really strange. I practiced according to the records in the boxing technique. How come there is no reaction?" This made him a little surprised. If it didn't work once, he swung it several times in succession.
"Split the sky with great force, shatter the world a little bit, the fist is like thunder, and it is like strong wind..." While waving his fist, Qin Shi hummed the boxing manual of Xiantian Fist, but the result was indeed unsatisfactory and still had no effect at all.
"What the hell, when dad danced this morning, he obviously had no spiritual power, but his lethality was a bit stronger than mine. What went wrong?" After swinging several times in a row, Qin Shi found that his spiritual power could not compete with this fist at all. Spectrum fusion, there seems to be some missing opportunity between the two.
But what exactly is this opportunity
Qin Shi thought, he was very puzzled. But this did not affect his fighting spirit. Instead of giving up, it made him practice even harder.
In a blink of an eye, a day passed.
However, Qin Shi still failed. No matter how he waved his fist, there was no response. This made him go crazy and thought to himself: "It's really strange. I practice according to the records in the boxing manual, so why don't I get any reaction?"
"It seems we can only continue tomorrow!"
He raised his head and looked at the sky. The west was already glowing golden. This forced him to stop practicing and walked home with a sigh.
Along the way, he kept his head down, his mind was all about Xiantian Boxing, thinking about various methods and the missing opportunity.
"What's the difference?"
Thinking all the way, before he knew it, he had reached the market in the deserted town.
The market is full of stalls set up by small vendors. Those small vendors kept shouting, especially when passers-by passed by, they would raise their voices a little higher.
No, as soon as Qin Shi walked into the market, the group of small vendors started shouting like crazy. Don’t miss it if you’re passing by, there’s a big sale, a big sale, if you lose, you’ll be stupid, it’s like it’s really free of charge.
Listening to the shouting, Qin Shi was very irritated and could only speed up his pace.
But at this time, he passed by a street stall and was suddenly attracted to it.
He found that the owner of this street stall was different from the other vendors.
The other vendors were shouting like crazy, but he sat there calmly, folding his hands on his chest and closing his eyes to meditate, as if this street stall had nothing to do with him.
"What a strange person. How can anyone do business like this?"
Qin Shi thought curiously. Although he was very resistant to the shouts of those vendors, he had to admit that in such small streets and alleys, such shouts were still very effective.
At this time, the stall owner seemed to have noticed Qin Shi, and suddenly shook his head, deliberately making a very profound look, and said: "The origin and fall of the fate follow the fate, everything arises due to the fate, disappears due to the fate, everything arises and dies, everything It’s all illusion.”
"Did he see me? Haha, that's interesting."
Qin Shi couldn't help but hesitated and walked towards the stall. As he walked forward, he paused and, while fiddling with the goods on the stall, asked the boss: "Boss, why don't you shout like the others?"
Hearing the sound, the stall owner opened his eyes slightly and smiled at Qin Shi: "If you are destined to come to my door, why should I shout at you? Even if I shout at people who are not destined to be, what will it do? Just let it happen and don't cling to it. If the time comes, , naturally cultivate to perfection.”
Qin Shi was confused when he heard a series of incomprehensible words. He could only see the corner of his eye twitching: "Isn't this business just for making money? If others yelled at you for the same thing, but you didn't say it, wouldn't it be wrong? Was your business robbed?"
"No, no, young master, if I shouted, how would you notice this?" The boss objected, tilted his head, and smiled mysteriously at Qin Shi.
Hearing this, Qin Shi was stunned.
Indeed, he wanted to leave Fangshi quickly because of the harsh shouting. But it was precisely because the boss didn't yell that he was attracted. If the boss had shouted, he would have left Fangshi long ago.
After thinking about this, he suddenly realized: "Silence is better than sound?"
"Haha, young master, there are some things that can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words." The owner of the street stall stroked his beard and laughed heartily: "Because you and I are destined, you can choose three of the things on this street stall. This piece should be regarded as a meeting gift from me."
"Give me a meeting gift?"
Qin Shi was a little confused and wanted to refuse. But when his eyes swept across the stall, he was suddenly attracted by an ancient-looking book.
It felt like that ancient book was calling him.
"Weird, what is this feeling?" Qin Shi was a little surprised. This was the first time he encountered such a strange thing, so he picked up the ancient book curiously and looked at it up and down.
After picking up the book, Qin Shi felt a strong affinity for some reason. This made him even more curious, and he finally hesitated and said to the stall owner: "Boss, I won't be polite to you anymore. There are three too many, so I'll just pick one, and I'll choose this ancient book."
"oh?"
Seeing Qin Shi choose that ancient book, the stall owner was stunned and suddenly smiled happily: "You don't want so many valuable products, but you chose this seemingly useless ancient book?"
"Well, everyone has their own love for radish and cabbage. This may be our fate, hehe." Qin Shi did not explain, picked up the ancient book, stood up, and thanked the stall owner: "Thank you very much, boss."
"Don't thank me. You said it yourself. This is your fate."
The owner of the street stall smiled with his hands behind his hands. He immediately put the stall away. After saying something to Qin Shi, he turned around and disappeared into the market: "Remember, let everything happen and don't try to cling to it. If there is a fate, we will still do it." See you soon."
Looking at the street stall owner leaving, Qin Shi felt baffled.
But after thinking about it for a while, he couldn't think of a reason, so he simply put it behind him, turned around and walked towards home.
Of course, he didn't notice that when he turned around, a pair of eyes were staring at him not far away.
"The Devil has appeared and his destiny has changed. It seems that the prophecy of the king back then has begun to manifest." The person staring at Qin Shi was none other than the street stall owner just now. It's just that at this time, he has changed his attire and is wearing a noble blue dragon robe. He stands with his hands behind his back, giving him a calm but powerful aura.
PS: Four updates~! Brothers, there are at least two more updates in the early morning! Many collections, thank you Xiaoqian!
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