Soaring of Galaxia

Chapter 18: Father's expectations

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Time passed by, and unknowingly, it had been two years since Qin Wushuang returned to Donglin Town. WWw、qUAnbEn-xIaosHuo、cOmHis age in this life is also fifteen years old. There is still a year and a half to go, the Wutong test is coming, the family examination is coming, and all the small and big tests will follow.

The Wutong test is no longer worth mentioning to Qin Wushuang. What he wants to consider the most is the "family review" held every twenty years.

With the Qin family's current situation of declining numbers and weak strength, there will definitely be fewer forces eyeing their Qin family, a poor family.

However, the Qin family used to be a wealthy family, and the property they left behind was huge, making even the wealthy families jealous. It's strange that people don't care about such a big piece of fat.

He decided to add some training items to himself. There was still a year and a half left, so time was tight.

After lunch that day, Qin Wushuang went to his backyard, set up a large iron pot, put dry wood underneath and started burning it. Then he ran to the Qin family's oil pressing shop and picked up two large barrels of oil and set them aside.

Holding a copper coin with a hole in the middle in one hand, holding a spoon in the other hand to scoop out the oil, pouring it through the small hole, and flowing into the big pot below.

"Qin Wushuang, what are you doing?" Qin Lianshan was puzzled.

"Practice!" Qin Wushuang replied subconsciously without being distracted.

Qin Lianshan was stunned for a moment and then understood. Looking at my son's skill in pouring oil with one hand and holding coins with the other, it seems very superficial at first glance. Only when you understand it carefully can you realize the depth of knowledge.

This tiny coin hole requires oil to pour down without dripping next to it. This is a big test for eyesight, hand strength and endurance.

After a minute or two, people who have practiced martial arts may think there is nothing wrong with it. But these two large barrels of oil have to fill a large pot. Look at the small holes in the copper coins. Without one, it is impossible to pour it all!

The key thing is that there is firewood burning down there, so close, the high temperature alone is enough to drink a pot.

Qin Lianshan had never heard of such a multi-purpose practice method, let alone seen it before!

One minute, two minutes, a quarter of an hour...

Soon, two quarters of an hour passed. Qin Lianshan smiled happily.

He watched all this intently and found that his son persisted for such a long time without blinking his eyes or shaking his hands. Spoonfuls of oil passed through the coin hole and dripped into the oil pan.

As a master of the True Martial Realm, Qin Lianshan was not 100% sure of achieving this kind of determination.

At this moment, Qin Wushuang's hands holding the copper coins moved slightly. The coin hole was slightly off, and the oil dripped onto the copper coin.

"Hey!" Qin Wushuang sighed with some regret and threw the copper coins into the hot oil pan, "It's only about two-quarters of an hour, right?"

This method of training was a must-do subject every day before Qin Wushuang was twenty years old in his previous life. At the highest level, you can last for three to six hours!

"Good boy, who taught you this skill?" Qin Lianshan walked over happily.

Qin Wushuang poured all the remaining oil into the pot and kept adding dry firewood: "I was dreaming at night. An old man taught me this, haha."

Qin Lianshan was used to his son joking with him, so he didn't take it seriously and asked, "Why are you adding more firewood in there?"

"Practice!" Qin Wushuang said, the oil was already boiling and bubbling. He felt several copper coins of the same type from his arms, but one of them was slightly darker in color.

The monkey arms relaxed and threw them all into the pot.

"Hey, father, given you ten breaths of time, can you fish out the darker copper coin?" Qin Wushuang asked with a smile.

"It's not difficult!" Qin Lianshan rolled up his sleeves, walked over and poked his head to see where the dark copper coin was. But the hot oil is foaming white, so how can you see where it is

"Remember, you only have one chance!" Qin Wushuang said with a smile.

Qin Lianshan shook his head helplessly: "I'm afraid I'm not sure about being a father!"

"Father is not as attentive as I am." Qin Wushuang sighed, "When the copper coins fell into the pot, you didn't listen to the direction in which they fell into the pot, and you didn't pay attention to the direction in which they floated. Of course you couldn't tell where it was. Look at me!"

He used one hand to explore and pinched it with two fingers, and picked out a copper coin from the hot oil pan. It was clearly the dark-colored copper coin.

Qin Lianshan was stunned and couldn't help but raise his palms and praise: "Okay! Qin Wushuang, as a father, you have been practicing extremely hard and diligently in the past two years since you came home. Now it seems that the results are remarkable. What are your ambitions for the martial arts test the year after next?"

"What ambitions does father have for me?" Qin Wushuang asked with a smile.

"Haha, my father's expectation for you is to maintain the sixth level and strive for the seventh level. Work hard to enter the top grade. If you can enter the top grade in the martial arts test, your future achievements will definitely be higher than those of my father." Qin Lianshan himself is a real martial artist. I am in a certain stage of life, so I really hope that my son will achieve more than me in the future.

"A top-grade martial arts boy?" Qin Wushuang smiled. The goal his father set for himself could only be considered above average.

This goal is definitely a piece of cake for Qin Wushuang at this stage. Of course, he didn't want to expose all his strength before the real battle started. It would undoubtedly be an unwise move to cause trouble for himself.

It is never a good thing for a child from a poor family to be too eye-catching. Especially now that there are countless pairs of eyes staring at the big fat piece of Qin family.

Qin Wushuang understands that good steel should be used on the blade.

The so-called "Wu Tong Test" is actually a general test before the Wu Tong reach the adulthood stage of sixteen years old. It can be said to be the first important test in a warrior's life. It is complex in content and very important in nature.

The result of the martial arts test almost determines the martial artist's lifelong training future.

Wu Tong is also divided into nine sections. Levels one to three are low-grade; levels four to six are medium-grade; only levels seven to nine above six are considered top-grade.

Once rated as a top-grade martial artist, entering the martial arts realm can be said to be a matter of course. Most of the top-grade martial arts boys can reach at least the fourth level of the True Martial Realm in the end.

Qin Lianshan set the goal of "top grade" for his son. In fact, he had already considered his son's recent monster-like changes.

Otherwise, for a child from a poor family to reach the realm of a "high-grade martial arts boy" would be almost a dream.

Generally speaking, top-grade martial arts boys only belong to the children of powerful families. It can only be achieved by taking supplements through various methods since birth, and with the guidance of a master.

However, given the current conditions of the Qin family, it is impossible to afford a master, and it is basically impossible to obtain powerful elixirs.

Speaking of the Qin family, there are also some martial arts training manuals passed down by the family. After all, my ancestors were once a wealthy family and had some relatively advanced martial arts canons. However, most of those martial arts scriptures have been lost due to a special reason, and a few have been passed down. Qin Lianshan was trapped by his talent, but could not practice. So he really hopes that his son can use it in the future.

With the support of my father, I have the conditions to implement this method of practicing martial arts with oil. From then on, day after day, it became Qin Wushuang's compulsory subject after lunch every day.

His crazy behavior made Uncle Shui, the person in charge of the oil workshop, a loyal member of the Qin family, very angry, thinking that this was a waste of oil. He went to Qin Lianshan several times to guarantee that he would never take advantage of his employer. If the oil mill produces less oil every month, it is all taken away by the young owner’s family.

Naturally, Qin Lianshan would not care about this with his subordinates. He smiled and said: "Uncle Shui, you have been with my Qin family for decades. Let me tell you this personally. Don't I still understand your loyalty? Work with peace of mind, and I will give you a monthly salary." Plus 30%. I know your grandson is not young anymore. He is almost old enough to make money, right?"

Uncle Shui was grateful and went out with a lot of gratitude. I kept saying all the way that I was really lucky to meet such an owner. I hope God will bless the Qin family's luck and pass it on from generation to generation.

Qin Wushuang practiced in such a weird way, but he didn't have much at home. When it spread to the outside world, the flavor completely changed. Some people inevitably ridiculed him, saying that the Qin family had a prodigal son who wasted dozens of kilograms of good oil a day.

This matter spread to ten people and hundreds of people. In less than half a month, it reached Luojiang County.

Qin Wushuang laughed at the rumors from the outside world and didn't take them to heart at all. Every day, I still finish the homework I set without stopping.

As his cultivation continues to progress and he continues to integrate into the world, his anticipation for the "family review" in more than a year is also increasing.

That would be his first battle to reach the pinnacle of martial arts in this life, and there was absolutely no room for failure.