The Nine Cauldrons

Chapter 21: Cousin 'Qinghu'

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Teng Yunlong, the patriarch of Tengjiazhuang, was the number one hero in Tengjiazhuang back then!

This Teng Yunlong is also Teng Qingshan's grandfather, he is the highest-ranking 'patriarch' in Tengjiazhuang, similarly, he was also the number one blacksmith in Tengjiazhuang.

It is said to be a blacksmith, but the weapon-making skills passed down by the Teng family are superior to some weapon shop craftsmen in the city.

He has more than a dozen disciples, the most outstanding of which is Teng Qingshan's father 'Teng Yongfan', Teng Yunlong is getting old, now Teng Yongfan has completely inherited his skills and has become the number one blacksmith in the entire Tengjiazhuang. Since he is the number one blacksmith in the village, it's no surprise that Teng Yongfan will be the next patriarch!

Because in Tengjiazhuang, there are generally only three occupations: hunting, farming, and weapon manufacturing.

Hunting and farming earn too little gold and silver.

And refining a good weapon can earn a very high income, and working as a blacksmith can make Tengjiazhuang rich. In addition, the weapons in the entire Tengjiazhuang need to be refined by blacksmiths. Blacksmithing can make Tengjiazhuang rich, and the men in Tengjiazhuang can have sharp weapons.

Therefore, being a blacksmith has a very high status in the village.

The first blacksmith, no accident, is either the patriarch or the patriarch's heir.

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Father Teng Yongfan spent most of the day in the blacksmith shop. And mother 'Yuan Lan' is also busy with various things. Often, Teng Qingshan is the only one in the family.

Teng Qingshan was also happy in this way, closing the upper courtyard door, he can exercise with peace of mind.

"laugh-"

The left foot is like an iron plow plowing the ground, one step is drawn out, and the right foot and right fist are almost simultaneously thrust out.

Xingyi Sansana is the simplest, but also the most profound.

The three-body posture is the source of Xingyi, and even the Xingyi masters have to practice it constantly. And Teng Qingshan's every punch and kick now is definitely the artistic conception of a master. If you approach Teng Qingshan carefully, you can hear very subtle sounds, which are the sounds produced by the internal muscles and bones.

Muscles and bones scream!

"Huh!" "Huh!" "Suck!"

Cooperating with the three-body posture, the breathing is sometimes short and sometimes slow, and the chest is like a bellows, containing a strange law.

This training lasts for two hours!

Closing!

"The ancient environment is indeed more suitable for people to practice martial arts." Teng Qingshan's heart has calmed down, "I have practiced Xingyiquan. In just one year, the inner strength in my body is even stronger than when I reached the peak in my previous life. It’s vigorous. It’s no wonder there is such a secret of lightness work as "Tianya Xing".

Only when Teng Qingshan was born in ancient times did he realize that it wasn't that "Journey to the End of the World" consumed too much internal energy, but because he had too little internal energy in his previous life.

"With a lot of internal energy, there is also the distress of a lot of internal energy."

Teng Qingshan was very troubled.

Because he is only four years old now, there are not many meridians in his body that are clear, and Teng Qingshan does not dare to use internal strength to open up the meridians, because doing so will cause the "meridian impurities" to accumulate in other main meridians and branches , making it impossible to get through all the meridians in the future.

Cut off the future for the sake of immediate interests

This is not allowed by Teng Qingshan.

"However, with more internal strength, I can strengthen my body as much as I want." Teng Qingshan thought to himself.

Neijiaquan is divided into three levels. In fact, each level can improve physical fitness. The first level is purely muscle strength reaching a limit.

The second level, after training the inner strength, stimulate the deep layer of the muscles with the inner strength, so that the muscles, tendons and bones absorb the energy of the inner strength and grow again, making the body stronger again. For example, Teng Qingshan was able to survive the bullet of the sharpshooter 'Sun Ze' at the beginning, because his muscle strength was so strong that it was terrifying.

The third level, after reaching the realm of a master, can go beyond the limits of the human body and continue to make the body stronger.

After all, in modern society, the aura of heaven and earth is too scarce, and the inner strength in the body is too little. Naturally, everything is mainly about strengthening the body.

"Now I don't have much internal energy to use, so let's follow the second level to stimulate the muscles, bones and strengthen the body." Teng Qingshan is a master, of course he knows what to do.

Internal strength is like nourishment, and muscles and bones are like plants. After absorbing nutrients, muscles and bones can grow.

And this method of stimulating the bones and muscles and absorbing internal energy is the secret method of internal boxing. It is also the most precious place.

In the time and space of Teng Qingshan's previous life, for more than a thousand years, countless geniuses and figures have successively perfected it gradually from generation to generation, and only then did they create the incredible boxing technique of Neijiaquan.

"Well, mother, she should be back." Teng Qingshan opened the courtyard door, locked it, and rushed directly to the Tengjiazhuang martial arts field.

Tengjiazhuang Martial Arts Training Ground is the most noisy place in Tengjiazhuang.

"Hey!"

"drink!"

All kinds of chaotic shouts, chattering and laughing came from all over, Teng Qingshan walked over and took a look, there were some young and middle-aged men and some young children in the whole martial arts training ground, one by one or rolling iron. ball, or holding a stone lock, or practicing spear skills.

Except for the group morning exercises of the adult men of the clan every morning, at other times, everyone's spontaneous training on the martial arts field.

On the edge of the martial arts field, there are some women doing chores such as washing clothes and doing clothes. While doing things, the women watch the men exercising.

"Qingshan is here." Some women greeted Teng Qingshan with a smile.

"Hello, Auntie." Teng Qingshan also responded politely.

"Qingshan is such a good child. She doesn't cause trouble at all. She is only four years old. Alan, she can rest assured that Qingshan can play alone." The women smiled and praised. Qingshan is famous for being able to eat in Tengjiazhuang. A well-known place is 'well-behaved and sensible'. Small children are annoying, as many people who have raised young children know.

But Teng Qingshan was obedient and didn't let his parents worry about it.

"Mother." Teng Qingshan walked over.

Yuan Lan was sitting on the edge of the training ground, holding a baby in her arms. This baby is Teng Qingshan's younger sister, almost three months old, named 'Qingyu'.

"Qingshan, where is your cousin?" Yuan Lan smiled.

Teng Qingshan turned his head and saw a young man nearly six feet tall, constantly hanging a large stone lock, the big stone lock weighed at least one hundred catties. Suspending a stone lock of one hundred catties like this requires extremely strong arm strength and shoulder strength.

"In this world, the world is full of aura, and the physical fitness of ordinary people is two or three times stronger than that of ordinary people in modern society in my previous life." Teng Qingshan felt emotional.

"Your cousin, Qinghu, lifted a 300-jin boulder during the Chinese New Year. He lifted a 300-jin boulder at the age of nine. I guess he will be the first hero in our Tengjiazhuang." Yuan Lan sighed with emotion.

Teng Qingshan gave a "hmm".

Teng Qinghu, ten years old, is nearly six feet tall. The length of this world, one foot is equivalent to 25 centimeters, that is to say, Teng Qinghu is nearly 1.5 meters tall. According to the normal situation in this world, it is considered normal for a nine-year-old boy to be able to lift a weight of seventy or eighty catties.

Lifting more than one hundred catties, he must be a good man when he grows up.

If he can lift 300 catties at the age of nine, it can be called a "supernatural talent". Mother Yuan Lan said that Teng Qinghu might be the first hero in Tengjiazhuang in the future, and this is not without purpose.

"Cousin, he can lift a huge boulder of three hundred catties. If you can learn Neijiaquan from me, your achievements will be limitless." Teng Qingshan thought to himself, the conditions for practicing Neijiaquan are very harsh, and there are many practitioners in modern society, but some Small sects, such as the Thief's Gate, are so decadent that there is not even a single person who has developed inner strength.

After all, it is extremely difficult to work from the outside in.

To develop internal strength, there is no one in ten thousand, and to reach the realm of master, I am afraid there is only one in a hundred million people. Qualification requirements can be imagined.

Cousin 'Teng Qinghu' has really good aptitude.

"It's a pity, I'm just a child now, who will believe what I say? And it can't be made public now, the consequences of making it public..." Teng Qingshan stopped thinking about it.

"Hi, Aoyama."

At this time, a voice came from a distance, and I saw that Teng Qinghu put down the stone lock, his naked upper body was covered with sweat, and he walked over with a smile, "Qingshan, what are you doing at home every day? Come to this training ground more often, you Now that I'm young, although I can't practice strength, it's not good to be bored at home."

A child who is always bored at home will become introverted, which is indeed not very good.

"Thank you cousin." Teng Qingshan said with a smile.

"Ah, Qingyu, little Qingyu." Teng Qinghu stretched his head to the side of the baby, laughing and playing.

"Hey, Qinghu, you are sweaty, don't drip it on Qingyu, go wash it off, and put on your clothes." Yuan Lan couldn't help reprimanding, "Go to my place for lunch today, and the brother who was hunting yesterday sent a pack of clothes." A pheasant, I've cleaned, is smoldering on the stove."

"Good."

That Teng Qinghu smiled and rushed not far away, grabbed the gourd ladle, scooped up the cold water and rinsed it directly on his body, then picked up a towel to wipe his body, and put on his clothes.

Teng Qingshan liked his cousin very much, he had the boldness that men in Tengjiazhuang were used to, and he was very kind to himself and his sister Qingyu.

"Huh?" Teng Qingshan's ears twitched slightly.

Practicing Neijiaquan, Teng Qingshan's six senses are extremely sensitive, he has already heard a faint noise in the distance, gradually, the sound became stronger, and then he only saw three women carrying a man with a bloody head, quickly Running over, one of the women shouted loudly, "Come on, and take the big monkey home!"

"What happened?" The gate of Tengjiazhuang opened, and many people rushed out immediately.

The entire training ground was noisy and chaotic.

"Something happened." Yuan Lan picked up the baby in her arms and stood up abruptly.

"The men from the first team and the second team stay in the village, and the other men put on their weapons and follow me." A loud shout sounded from the gate of the village, and Teng Qingshan could tell at once that it was the entire Tengjiazhuang who was speaking. Teng Yongxiang, the 'master' who taught everyone how to practice guns.

When the master gave the order, the whole Tengjiazhuang was in a commotion, and the news spread quickly.

"It's the people from Waizhuang who got involved with us. Fuck it, kill them." Teng Qinghu also picked up a spear and turned to look at Teng Qingshan, "Qingshan, do you want to go?"

Teng Qingshan randomly picked up a handful of stones on the ground.

"Are you going to hit someone with a small stone?" Teng Qinghu couldn't help laughing, "Your strength is useless with such a small stone."

"Let's go, cousin, my mother sent my younger sister back. If she comes, I won't be allowed to go." Teng Qingshan didn't explain much. Most of the meridians in his body are not clear now, but the child's meridians are sparsely impurity. In addition, the meridians of both hands are best practiced. When Teng Qingshan first had inner strength, he slapped through the ground. At that time, the meridians of his hands were opened.

Using internal strength, throwing stones in the way of throwing knives, the stones infused with internal strength are not much weaker than bullets.

Of course, Teng Qingshan's own strength is still weak, and he can only rely on internal strength.

"Let's go, don't worry, cousin, I will protect you." Teng Qinghu was full of confidence, holding a spear, he led Teng Qingshan, and rushed out with a large group of people.