Lu Sheng was taken aback for a moment, then he was speechless.
"At the beginning, it took me more than two hours to feel angry. People in this cloudy year and moon are really extraordinary."
He collected himself and explained quickly.
"This is the sense of entry-level aura. This kind of aura requires you to spend more than two hours a day to cultivate and stabilize it. Otherwise, if you don't care about it, it will dissipate naturally in a few days." He explained, "This is the essence of five grains. Qi is formed, you don't need to stabilize it with your mind, your body will automatically transform and absorb it again."
"Master Lu, how long will it take to stabilize?" Song Zhenguo opened his eyes with joy. He didn't expect that he could feel the inner qi all at once.
"Your aptitude is good, and this internal skill is effective, so it takes a little time. It only takes three years to stabilize the sense of entry. After that, you can choose to practice the first level of mind." Lu Sheng estimated the time according to the classics. .
"Three years!!!?" Song Zhenguo was stunned for a moment, and the smile on his face froze.
Seeing that Lu Sheng's cultivation base is profound at such a young age, and his martial arts are amazing, he thought that as long as he has good aptitude, he can quickly learn martial arts, but he didn't expect that it would take three years to stabilize his inner skills and mental skills... .
"You still have good aptitude. If it's other people, it will take at least four to five years." Lu Sheng continued, "It's much harder to practice inner masters than outer masters. This is also the reason. It takes too much time and energy. And get The rewards are not necessarily great. Many internal masters have practiced hard for many years, and after leaving the customs, because they don’t know martial arts, they are easily beaten to death, not a few, it’s a pity.”
During these days, he and the old gang leader consulted Chiji's heart method, and also learned a lot of anecdotes about the world, and he is no longer a complete white man like he was at the beginning. Talk about these things clearly and logically.
"Then I can practice my foreigner to make up for it?" Song Zhenguo asked again.
"You decided to enter my Red Sun Gate?" Lu Sheng asked back.
"I'm sure!" Song Zhenguo looked serious.
"You have to be clear, once you become a master, you are not allowed to defect in the future, otherwise you will be cleared by your fellow disciples, and life and death are not up to you." Lu Sheng asked again in a deep voice.
"I'm sure!" Song Zhenguo nodded fiercely. "Also ask Master Lu to teach me!" He clasped his fists in both hands, knelt down towards Lu Sheng and began to kowtow.
Lu Sheng didn't stop him, this is the rule, friendship is friendship, and passing on art is passing on art. In this world, there is no giving for no reason, and there is no getting for no reason.
Besides, he saved Song Zhenguo's life back then, so it's nothing to be kowtowed by him now.
One kowtows, one sits upright, after nine consecutive kowtows. Lu Sheng helped Song Zhenguo up.
"I won't say much about the Chisun Gate to you for the time being. As long as you practice your martial arts well, I will let you know when the time comes."
"Okay!" Song Zhenguo's forehead was bleeding, which shows his strong temperament.
That's right, an ordinary scholar dared to face a ghost ship like the Red Mansion Painting Boat without fear, and his courage alone was far beyond ordinary people.
"Remember the formula, this internal skill is called Qingsong Yiyi Jue. You first need to stabilize your sense of entry, and then I will see what kind of martial arts you are suitable for practicing." Lu Sheng's attitude was obviously different after worshiping his master.
He stood up and simply performed a few movements, which were the special requirements of several sets of external exercises.
Song Zhenguo got up, and reluctantly learned a few more, but he couldn't do it when he reached the third movement. His body muscles and bones couldn't be twisted, and his joints became stiff and fixed. This is the evil result of not practicing martial arts since childhood,
After a little estimation of Song Zhenguo's muscles and bones, Lu Sheng shook his head in his heart. This guy's internal energy is good, but his external energy is already weak. Many places are fixed.
He thought for a while and said, "Your body is rigid, so you can only practice some simple external exercises. For external exercises, I will teach you a movement."
He thought of the novels he had read, in which there was A Fei who practiced one sword stab hard, because he only practiced one sword, so he was extremely powerful.
Lu Sheng also wanted to try, to see if this training method would work. Anyway, Song Zhenguo's muscles and bones have also been finalized.
"There are rumors that if you only practice one move, it will become extremely terrifying when you practice it a thousand times, a hundred thousand times, or a million times. I don't believe it. Of course, it will produce extremely powerful power, but just because of it The hidden injuries to the body are unbearable for ordinary people. Maybe the body is disabled before the ultimate power is practiced.
But it's certainly a shortcut idea. It will make people form combat power much faster than ordinary masters. Lu Sheng looked at Song Zhenguo, whose eyes were shining.
"Can I do it too?" Song Zhenguo asked seriously.
Lu Sheng nodded.
"You can try it. I will tailor a movement that suits you. If you practice it every day, it may produce enough power." Tailor-made to avoid stiffness in the body, and the internal strength is also a Qigong, it should be able to maximize Make up for the hidden injuries of this practice method.
Song Zhenguo's eyes brightened even more.
Time passed slowly.
When the two came out of the woods, it was already noon. Song Zhenguo was in high spirits, and excitedly left towards Lu Sheng with fists in his arms, rushing back to practice the newly learned internal and external skills.
"It's fresh at the beginning, and when you don't see any progress in your daily hard work, you will know that you are suffering. You have both internal and external skills, even if you are a genius, if you don't have more than five years of skills, you can't even count as third-rate." Lu Sheng looked at a house deed in his hand and shook his head slightly.
This is the property that Song Zhenguo donated to the master after passing on the merits, which can be regarded as a gift of apprenticeship.
A fragrance powder shop along the bustling area of the mountain city is worth nearly ten thousand taels. For Song Zhenguo, it was also a one-time big deal.
Putting away the deed, Lu Sheng clapped his hands.
Soon, guarding gang members rushed over from a distance.
"Outsider!"
"Go and find out for me, my sister Lu Yingying, which man has she been in close contact with recently." Lu Sheng ordered lightly.
"Yes." The crowd hurriedly responded respectfully, and quickly left to pass on instructions.
After dealing with Song Zhenguo's affairs, Lu Sheng arranged for someone to guard the gate of the city, waiting for the news of the Lu family's relocation.
Because of the long distance, it is inconvenient for him to send someone to pick him up, and even now, the family does not know that he joined the Red Whale Gang and became a big boss. He planned to wait for his father to come and surprise him.
On the second day, go to Dongshan College to participate in the sacrifice.
Lu Sheng saw Chen Yunxi who hadn't seen him for a long time again. This young lady seemed to be a bit haggard. When she saw him appear, Chen Yunxi visibly lifted her spirits, and a gleam of joy flashed in her eyes.
The sacrificial activity is very boring. It is a round stone platform set up high, with four drums placed on it, and at the same time, the ritual officials recite the ancient ritual poems and long essays loudly.
A large group of people in the audience were drowsy.
Lu Sheng and Song Zhenguo stood among the crowd on the stage, wearing long robes with a white background and red borders, and tall black pointed hats.
Chen Yunxi didn't make the list. Among the people who often played together, only Song Zhenguo and Lu Sheng made the list. One was in the 16th place and the other was in the thirties. The rest of the people were all in the audience, looking at the stage with envy in their eyes.
Lu Sheng looked down at the large crowd of people in the dark, but he heard Song Zhenguo whispering in his ear.
"Next year we can go to the provincial capital to take part in the government examination, Mr. Lu, are you going?" Song Zhenguo whispered.
"The government examination..." Lu Sheng's face remained unchanged, and he sighed. At his current level, as the foreign envoy of the Red Whale Gang, his subordinates have a lot of power, and they are nominally responsible for the security and stability of the entire underground world along the mountain city. Does it make sense to take the test again
Even if he passed the government examination and became a Juren, so what? After Huiyuan, even if you pass the palace examination, you will be a tribute student and a Jinshi. But what use is this for the current world
Lu Sheng sighed in his heart, without squinting.
"Let's talk about it at that time." He didn't want to take the imperial examination anymore.
"Master Lu, why don't you get a name in martial arts?" Song Zhenguo also suggested. "With Master Lu's skill, a martial arts reputation is nothing but easy to grasp."
"Even if you become an official, so what?" Lu Sheng said in a low voice.
"Being an official, being an official..." Song Zhenguo was stunned, and wanted to defend himself, but the more he thought about it, the more wrong he became, and he slowly lowered his head, "Yeah. What's the use of being an official... . "He also looked depressed all of a sudden.
"Worship the saint!" The ceremony official's loud cry sounded, interrupting the two of them talking.
A large group of high school students all bowed respectfully to the bronze saint statue on the high platform.
The sage Zhao Mu, honored as Zhao Zi by the world, was the pioneer who created the Confucian imperial examination system, and was canonized as a sage by the emperor after his death. In fact, he is just an ordinary person with enough achievements.
Lu Sheng quietly looked at the brass statue of an old man as tall as a man, with a blank expression on his face, and bowed down to salute with everyone.
"In the future, do I have to worship the superiors, the emperor, and all the superiors like I do now?" A thought flashed in his mind.
When he bent down and lowered his head, Lu Sheng finally had a flash of determination in his eyes.
"Under this world, there is no reason for the weak to be worshiped by the strong." He listened to the ritual officer's long speech, and his heart slowly calmed down.
"This official, it doesn't matter if you don't do it."
Between Jiulian City and Yanshan City, in a dark green barren mountain, on the grayish-yellow driveway, a caravan-like convoy slowly moved forward along the driveway.
The flags of the convoy were planted high, and a white road word was embroidered on the black flag.
More than a dozen oxen and horses, several large trucks, and a team of more than forty people, including a dozen or so soldiers for escort. The rest are all direct or indirect relatives of the Lu family.
The heavy ox carts and carriages were covered with a layer of gray raincloth. Lu Quanan rode in front on a horse, with Uncle Zhao and several martial artists at his side.
As the sky was getting late, Uncle Zhao squinted his eyes and looked forward, then looked around.
"Don't go to the village and don't go to the store. We should have practiced in Jiarong Town for one night before."
Lu Quanan shook his head: "It's useless, it's just in the middle of the road, our speed is too slow, and we won't be able to catch up in one more day."
He looked back at an ox cart behind him, and the wheels of that cart still had traces of repairs.
"Well, if we hadn't fallen into the pit before and broke the axle, we wouldn't be so slow. It took four days to cover half the distance.
I don't know what happened to Sheng'er and Yingying in Yanshan. "
"Master, don't worry, Mr. Sheng is a master of martial arts, no matter what he does, he won't suffer." Uncle Zhao said with a smile, and when he mentioned Lu Sheng, he was also very impressed. He believes that there are very few master geniuses who can achieve comprehension at such a young age, even in Yanshan City.
"I'm afraid he will get into trouble..." Lu Quanan sighed.
Get into trouble
Uncle Zhao had no words to refute.
"Since the Patriarch is worried, why did he let Mr. Sheng go to Yanshan City alone?"
"Because I don't want to restrain him. Sheng'er's world is different from ours. He is still young and his future is still unknown." Lu Quanan shook his head.
Uncle Zhao also understood what he was thinking, so he stopped talking and changed the subject instead.
"It's getting late, we'd better find a place to rest for the night, otherwise, in this wilderness, the cold dew at night is no joke."
"Well, Uncle Zhao, look there, is there a village?" Lu Quanan suddenly pointed to the far right.
Uncle Zhao looked over, and saw a solitary one-story house with earthen walls among the dark green mountains and beside the official road, which seemed to be a village. It just looks a little desolate and dilapidated.
"Go over and have a look, and spend some money for a night."