Zhang Feng controlled Zhen Qi and ran through Zhao Qiang's meridians for three great Zhoutians. Then, he wanted to control the movement of Zhen Qi again, and it suddenly became difficult.
He knew that this was a sign of true qi from cultivation.
At this time, it can’t be messed up. Zhao Qiang’s dantian has his own true qi, so if there are other true qi in the meridians, then the true qi will attack the different kind of true qi with all strength, and the consequences will be severe or severe damage to the body. Then, belch directly.
Withdrawing his true energy, Zhang Feng looked at Zhao Qiang silently, monitoring his reaction at all times.
About an hour later, Zhao Qiang's true Qi fluctuations gradually dissipated and his eyes opened.
The moment he saw Zhang Feng, he exclaimed in surprise: "Boss, there is a breath of breath in my stomach, I can clearly feel its existence, and I can control it!"
After speaking, raise your arm and push your palm.
Zhang Feng stopped him for the first time, and said in a deep voice: "Beginners don't mess around, be careful that your true energy destroys the meridians, and your hands are useless!"
Zhao Qiang grinned in fear, and then laughed again: "Boss, I am now a warrior, right?"
"Ha ha!"
Zhang Feng laughed disdainfully, picked up a peanut from the bed and placed it in Zhao Qiang's hands, "Yungong drives true energy into his hands, remember, take your time, have seen the animal world, the rainy season in Africa is coming, rain Entering the scene of a dry river, you think about your true energy as rain, and the meridians are dry rivers, a little bit of expansion, a tingling sensation, immediately retreat!"
Zhao Qiang understood, and carefully controlled the zhenqi to come out of the dantian and enter the meridians of his arms, and then...
"Puff puff..." a string of fart sounds.
Zhao Qiang made a big red face and was at a loss.
Zhang Feng didn't ridicule, and pointed him a little bit to control his true qi, and he was more careful than teaching Lin Fei.
The situation of the two is different. Zhao Qiang is older than Zhang Feng, who is almost 30 years old. It is not that difficult to get through the meridians with true energy.
A full two hours passed, and Zhao Qiang opened up the meridians of his arms just after three o'clock in the morning, and could control the zhenqi to reach his wrists.
Zhang Feng's expression became more serious, and said, "From now on, you have to be twelve-pointed and carefully control your qi. The meridians of your hands do not need to be opened, but they are more fragile. If you don't pay attention to your hands, they will be useless. Then, control your true qi and use the palms of your hands to crush the peanuts. If you can grind out the oil, you are a real martial artist, a first-grade martial artist!"
Hearing this, Zhao Qiang was very excited. The true energy on his arms lost control on the spot and quickly retracted back to his dantian. If he hadn't been born with broad meridians, he would have hurt himself at this moment, let alone rest for three months.
Zhao Qiang settled down and started all over again. He managed to get the zhen qi into the meridians of his hands once, then put his hands together and crushed the peanuts with his palms.
You know, because of the structure of the human body, the palm of human beings is not difficult to crush peanuts when they are folded. It is impossible for ordinary people to crush peanuts to produce oil. At this time, they need infuriating energy.
As time passed every second, Zhao Qiang's face blushed. It was obviously difficult to do it, but he persisted.
Zhang Feng stared at him, always paying attention, once there was a problem with his true qi, he would immediately help him.
One minute passed, two minutes passed, and a full five minutes later, Zhao Qiang raised his head fiercely and opened his palm.
I saw that in his palm, the original intact peanuts turned into a flat piece of peanut butter, and a little light coming in through the window seemed to really have a layer of oiliness.
"Boss, am I successful?" Zhao Qiang asked carefully.
Zhang Feng smiled leisurely and said: "Congratulations, classmate Bald Qiang, now you are a first-rank martial artist!"
Musha!
Although there is only one product, Zhao Qiang still wants to jump up and shout with excitement: I want to get ahead!
Zhang Feng patted his shoulder and whispered: "Don't be anxious and excited. Our experiment has just begun. Next, you must keep in mind the position and function of the 361 acupuncture points in the human body, and wait until you are familiar with it. If you can find the location of the acupuncture points in one click, you can officially start practicing, and then continue our experiment!"
Hearing that he was going to endorse, Zhao Qiang suddenly had a big head and said bitterly: "Boss, I have not graduated from elementary school, not much better than illiterate. If you ask me to recite meridians, I can't fully recognize those words."
The sorrow of the illiterate is fully revealed at this moment.
If this guy travels to the world of martial arts and fairy tales and gives him a super cheat book, he will not understand it, let alone practice.
Zhang Feng didn't expect this problem. He had a headache. In the end, he had to find a way to get a pen and paper. Then, he would write down the meridians and teach him word by word.
Think about it, his head is bigger.
"Boss..." Zhao Qiang agreed, but showed a weird expression, looking straight at Zhang Feng.
Zhang Feng turned to look at him
, There was a burst of goose bumps, and he exclaimed: "What do you look at me with this look, I'm a man, so why don't you..."
"No, it's not the boss, I..." Zhao Qiang explained hurriedly, suddenly his throat choked and couldn't explain it.
He simply jumped to the ground, kneeling on the ground like pushing a mountain down a jade column, the kind that makes his knee hurt when people look at it, and then three bangs banged on the ground.
When he raised his head, there was a stream of blood flowing down his forehead.
"Master, you can accept me as a disciple. The disciple will leave it to you for the rest of my life. I will go through the fire and water, and will not hesitate!" After speaking, he began to kowtow again, bang bang bang.
The other eight people in the cell woke up and watched Zhao Qiang kowtow to Zhang Feng. Zhang Feng didn't speak, and Zhao Qiang kept going until he was dizzy and struggling to get up.
Zhang Feng finally got up from his berth, helped Zhao Qiang up, and said in a calm tone: "It's not that simple to be my disciple. I will set a series of tests for you, such as character, perseverance, etc., will be tested. Now Well, you can be my registered disciple for the time being."
Lin Fei wanted to learn kung fu from Zhang Feng, and she had been tried and tested by a series of tests, not to mention Zhao Qiang who was born as a gangster.
Zhang Feng, as the master of the dark night gate, his official disciple, in the future will control great powers inside the dark night gate, and may even take over as the next generation of the master. Every disciple needs to test too many things. .
Zhao Qiang didn’t know this. He heard that he was a registered disciple. He leaned down and started to kowtow with the same excitement. Just like the old birthday star.
"Hurry up and find the prison guard and go to the infirmary to bandage. If you are a teacher or stop you, your kid is afraid that you will hit yourself to death!" Zhang Feng said in an angry voice.
Zhao Qiang didn't care about his injury at all, smiled like a fool, or other people were busy shouting and calling the prison guard.
"Who beat you?" the prison guard asked Zhao Qiang.
"No one, I miss my mother. If it weren't for me, she wouldn't have died so early. I was so distressed that I kowtow to the window, I don't know how, that's it."
Zhao Qiang deeply interprets the guilt of a bastard towards his mother, and he said that with tears on his face.
The prison guard could not see the cheating, so he patted him on the shoulder and took him to the infirmary to dress up the wound. It was in the middle of the night, this guy must be complained by the doctor...
(End of this chapter)