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As soon as the sky was dawn, Hu Qingpeng was kicked by Liu Qingshan, rubbing his sleepy eyes and asked, "Senior Brother, what's the matter?" Liu Qingshan said impatiently, "Don't sleep! The time for morning exercise is up. Whoever is going to be punished by the head if he is late, hurry up!" Hu Qingpeng was shocked and lost all sleepiness. He quickly got up and put on his clothes, and followed Liu Qingshan to the martial arts training ground.

All the eight generations of disciples were quickly gathered in the martial arts practice field, each looking for their own positions, and arranged in three rows in a tacit understanding. Everyone held their heads and chests up, silently. Hu Qingpeng consciously ranked last. Everyone had just stood still, except for the injured Yin Tianyun, the other four Hengshan swords appeared at the same time. Chen Tianlei glanced around his eyes and nodded slightly. His eyes finally fell on Hu Qingpeng and said, "Junior sister, lead them to do routine homework. Qingpeng, come with me!"

Hu Qingpeng followed Chen Tianlei to a corner of the martial arts training ground. Liu Tianyue there had issued an order to direct his disciples to hold Yuan Shouyi, guide the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and start daily internal energy practice.

Chen Tianlei said to Hu Qingpeng: "Qingpeng, because your master is injured, you need to rest. During this period, you will first learn the internal skills and basic skills of this sect with me. When your master is injured, he will teach you."

Hu Qingpeng said in surprise: "I am very honored to be given personal guidance from the head master!"

The internal energy and mental method of the Hengshan School is the "Zhurong Divine Art", which is divided into twelve levels, mainly absorbing and training yang energy, supplementing yin energy, and practicing yin and yang, Tao follows nature. Therefore, it pays great attention to guiding the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, especially before and after sunrise as the best time to practice. The true qi in the body mainly runs through the three yangs of the hand and three yangs of the foot and stored in the lower dantian. Zhurong Divine Art goes from shallow to deep, and the exercise method and the running route of the true qi are different. The more difficult and difficult it is to practice, the higher the possibility of getting into a devil.

Since the establishment of the Hengshan Sect, only one person has been able to reach the eleventh level. At present, Chen Tianlei, the strongest internal force in the sect, is only the strength of the eighth level of martial arts. Hu Qingpeng remembered what Chen Tianlei said with sincerity, and suddenly became enlightened on the road of martial arts practice. He immediately closed his eyes and breathed in accordance with the method of mind, and meditated quietly. In a moment, he felt a warm current flowing straight through the Baihui acupoint on his head, like a trickle of stream, flowing through all parts of the body along the guidance of his heart, returning to the dantian, which was very warm.

Chen Tianlei was quite surprised by his speed of understanding. He didn't know that Hu Qingpeng had been taught by a master. His ancient Chinese mastery was very solid. Those profound words that talked about internal skills and mental methods could not defeat him. Naturally, he would understand it at first. If someone else had never entered the school, no matter how good the qualifications were, you could not understand the secret of the text, and you would not know how to explain the first and last sentences, you would not be able to correctly master the method of practicing true qi, and you might even go in the opposite direction and go astray, and you would need to spend a lot of time and energy to correct the deviation.

The predecessor who created Zhurong's magic skills was a strange man with both civil and military skills. The internal skills left behind were arranged in parallel style, focusing on parallelism, paying attention to sound, gorgeous rhyme, and vocabulary, and quoting the original words of the Analects of Confucius, the Book of Changes, and the Book of Songs. It is quite difficult for ordinary people to understand and understand. For example, the first sentence of the beginning says: "The way of the gods is expounded, and the fortune of the sky is slightly revealed. The sun and the moon are very wonderful." This is a quote from the two sentences in "Yi Ci" "The meaning of yin and yang is matched with the sun and the moon", "It is only a few, so it can accomplish the affairs of the world; it is only a spirit, so it is not fast and fast."

.But the disciples of the descendants are all martial artists. Not to mention that they have read the "Yi" Sutra and cannot even recognize the big words, how can they understand the essence of the ancestors' words? Although there is guidance from the master, they are still confused after all. They only know how to practice, but they don't know why. They often achieve half the result with twice the effort. Even in Chen Tianlei's generation, everyone's understanding of Zhurong's magic skills is shallow and deep, right and wrong, and there are almost no one who can be used skillfully. Hu Qingpeng's ability to understand the introductory mind method in one day has something that has never been seen in several generations, and it can be regarded as an anomaly.

Hu Qingpeng practiced Zhou Tian's skills and slowly opened his eyes. Seeing Chen Tianlei's face full of surprise, he said guiltily: "Master Master, is the wrong method of my practice?"

Chen Tianlei shook his head and asked, "Have you never practiced internal skills before?"

Hu Qingpeng honestly replied: "No."

Chen Tianlei's eyes shot through strange lights, with a thirsty expression, and smiled and said, "Qingpeng, your practice is very correct, and the quick understanding and application is beyond my expectations! When your master passed on me to the master's teachings, it took me seven days to fully master it. In contrast, you did a good job! I simply passed on the mantra of the first-level heart method to you, and you should first figure it out carefully, and ask questions about what you don't understand. I know everything and say everything." He is the leader of a sect, and he is the important task of the rise and fall of the sect, so he naturally attaches great importance to the cultivation of the next generation of disciples. After all, those who will reliably rely on them to glorify the lintel in the future.

This first center of gravity method is several times more profound than the beginning, and Hu Qingpeng couldn't understand it for a while, so he had to recite it repeatedly and digest it slowly when he had time.

After breakfast, I had to rest half a stick of incense sticks as usual, and then I officially started today's basic exercises. In the afternoon, I separated and whoever I received would teach martial arts and swordsmanship. The young men just walked out of the dining room and ran into Liu Tianyue. Liu Tianyue signaled that they didn't have to be too polite, and waved to Hu Qingpeng: "Come with me."

Hu Qingpeng was inexplicably surprised, but he didn't dare to neglect the orders of the head wife, and followed her to the side hall. Liu Tianyue sat down beside the coffee table and said with a smile: "Qinghua seems to be quite intimate with you, right?" Hu Qingpeng couldn't guess what she meant, and was stunned for a moment, and replied: "Sixth Master, Senior Sister Chen is indeed very good at taking care of me." Liu Tianyue shook her head and said: "This silly girl just likes to sympathize with others! Nowadays, the disciples under Hengshan are all from wealthy families, and the total amount of silver donated to pay filial piety is several thousand taels. Only your family is poor, I really don't know what third brother likes you, why do you accept you as his disciple?"

Hu Qingpeng didn't expect her to say this, and her chest felt like it was crushed by a big stone. She was extremely frustrated. She lowered her head in shame and sweated coldly on her back. Liu Tianyue's implied that she clearly despised him for his poor background and could not provide financial resources for her master. This is a foregone conclusion, and he could not find any words to explain.

Liu Tianyue's face turned cold and said mercilessly: "I have dozens of people from Hengshan. I have to spend a lot of money every day. Where does this money come from? There will be no ingots in the sky, and no silver can grow in the ground. We are famous and upright people. We cannot learn from those who are unpromising to rob the family, nor do we have the ability to operate land transactions. Only by the generous donation of all parents can we maintain what I say. Do you understand what I said?"

Hu Qingpeng sweated coldly, his mouth was full of bitterness, and he whispered: "Disciple understand!" He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, why didn't he be born in a wealthy family?

Liu Tianyue said: "Since you understand, I don't have to worry too much. From tomorrow, you will go to the kitchen helper to chop wood, carry water, buy rice and cook, and you are not allowed to leave anyway! If you dare to be lazy and work hard, I will punish you heavily!"

Hu Qingpeng breathed a sigh of relief. He was used to living a poor life and had never suffered any hardships since he was a child, let alone just sending him to the kitchen to do some miscellaneous work? When he was studying in Nanshan School, he used to do chores instead of paying tuition fees. As long as he was not driven down the mountain and allowed him to continue to stay here to practice martial arts, he was willing to bear any hard work.

As soon as Hu Qingpeng left, Zhao Qinghe slipped in, poured a bowl of tea with a pleasing taste, and asked with a smile, "Master's wife, how is the matter?" Liu Tianyue lifted the tea lid and took a sip of the tea, and said proudly: "He is a mere poor boy, dare not listen to me? Humph, from tomorrow, he has to go to the kitchen to work obediently!" Zhao Qinghe laughed: "The junior sister hates the smell of oil smoke the most. I see how he can deceive the junior sister's sympathy in the future!" As he said that, he smiled proudly, with a cold and cold light like a poisonous snake in his eyes.

Hu Qingpeng hurried back to the martial arts field, and saw that most of the young men had set off their posture and began to practice basic skills. Because the time and progress of each person's martial arts practice were very different, some were practicing horse stance, squats, legs, and punching, some were practicing boxing routines, carrying weights and jumping, hitting sandbags, and some were practicing swordsmanship, dismantling moves, and the atmosphere was warm. Like any sect's martial arts, the martial arts of Hengshan School also paid great attention to basic training, and every disciple had to practice basic skills to learn boxing and foot skills. Basic skills were usually very boring, such as horse stance, squats or weight-bearing fast running, punching in place, etc. Each movement must be repeated thousands of times to train the coordination of the body, reaction ability, joint flexibility and limb flexibility. If the basic skills are not solid, you may stab it with one sword and hurt yourself first.

Hu Qingpeng looked at the agile and powerful movements of the senior brothers, and was very envious and asked for advice and thought carefully. He learned basic footwork and basic boxing in the morning, and in the afternoon it was time to practice separately. Because of the master's recovery, Chen Tianlei was temporarily in charge of teaching him and Liu Qingshan. Chen Tianlei stipulated each person's practice items based on the progress of each disciple, and left after explaining it clearly.

As soon as Chen Tianlei left, the young men naturally followed Zhao Qing's hippo. Zhao Qinghe relied on his senior brother's identity and shouted loudly and ordered everyone to start practicing martial arts. Then he walked to Hu Qingpeng with one shaking step and three times, and laughed: "Junior Brother Hu, have you heard what my master had just arranged clearly?"

Hu Qingpeng lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes and said, "I heard it clearly. The head master asked me to practice horse stance, squats and sword drawing."

Zhao Qinghe said: "Then you must have heard what Master wants me to supervise everyone? Okay, you can stand for an hour of horse stance today, then squat three hundred times, and finally draw a thousand swords. I can watch you from the side. If you are lazy, you have to think clearly about the consequences!" He held the chicken feathers as a command arrow, and looked like you would kill you if you were disobedient.

Hu Qingpeng was under the eaves and had to bow his head. His legs were now standing parallel, the center of gravity sinks, his heels were stomping, his hands were holding his fists on both sides of his waist and eyes, and he stood in a stance. At this moment, the scorching sun was in the sky, and the sunlight shot on his body without hesitation, immediately roasting him to his face and sweat profusely. After standing for a cup of tea, he gradually felt the muscles on his legs sore and sore. What was even more uncomfortable was that sweat kept flowing on his face. Once it penetrated into his eyes, he felt like a needle was pricked, and the center of gravity of his body was involuntarily lifted up.

As soon as he thrust his upper body, Zhao Qinghe hit him with a slap and shouted, "What do you want to do? Is this how you stand? Look at your stance as stupid as a pig head. Do you want to be lazy? Hey, raise your chest and raise your head, straight legs, and keep the center of gravity steady, don't shake your head and tail!" As he said, he patted his waist, abdomen, shoulders and back, as if correcting his posture, but in fact his subordinates used secret force, which made Hu Qingpeng suck the air conditioner.

Hu Qingpeng knew that he was doing something bad in secret, but the mute man couldn't say anything about the suffering of eating coptis chinensis, so he could only curse and relieve his hatred in his stomach.

After practicing for a while, the boys fled to the shade of the tree to hide from the sun, leaving Hu Qingpeng to support him hard in the yard. Seeing that he was sweating profusely, Chen Qinghua couldn't help but feel unbearable. He begged Zhao Qinghe and said, "Senior Brother, please let me rest for a while!" Zhao Qinghe said seriously, "Junior Sister, I can follow you in other matters, but I have to listen to my master when practicing martial arts. Junior Brother Hu just entered the door and had no foundation in martial arts. He must exercise strictly and hard to catch up with us as soon as possible. If he is too relaxed and let him live by mediocre, it will harm him!" The boys also said, "That's right! Master also often says that only by enduring hardships can one become the best." "Sun is more beneficial to the body!"

Hu Qingpeng listened to their noise, angry and angry, and said to himself: Fart! Since sunbathing is beneficial to the body, why have you all run away? No one has come out to suffer! But he feels his legs getting heavier, his muscles twitch and tremble, his whole body is sore, and he has difficulty breathing. The horse-piercing posture is approaching the brink of collapse and he can no longer hold on. But if he just gives up this voluntarily, wouldn’t it be exactly what Zhao Qinghe wants to laugh at? No, no matter what, you can’t admit defeat! Suddenly, he had a sudden inspiration, remembering the internal skills formula I learned today, and recited silently: "The way of the gods is expounded, the fortune of the sky is slightly revealed. Appreciating the sun and the moon, there are so many wonderful gods. Looking up at the eyes of the dantian, looking down at the three yangs, reaching the entrance. The mind is born and the spirit is met, and the body is established, which are all natural ways."

As his mind rotates, a subtle heat flows into the top, following the route of the true qi walking this morning, traveling regularly in the meridians and constantly injecting into the dantian. His mind is concentrated on breathing and breathing, and the true qi in his body is turning faster and faster. Later, he can automatically operate without his intentions. At that moment, he is focused on practicing qi, and unknowingly forgets the soreness and external interference, and enters the state of forgetting both the body and the self.

The boys originally bet that Hu Qingpeng had not been able to survive for half an hour, but his shaky figure was as stable as before. After a while, even sweat was no longer flowing. The boys were amazed that Gao Qingcheng, known as the "martial madman", did not last for half an hour when he practiced horse stance for the first time. Unexpectedly, this record was refreshed by Hu Qingpeng. Zhao Qinghe tasted the taste of frustration again, and hated Hu Qingpeng in his heart, determined to torture the opponent.

One hour later, Hu Qingpeng, who had finished his horse stance, was ordered to do three hundred squats in a row, and then practiced the sword drawing with a wooden sword for a thousand times. If Chen Qinghua had not protested solemnly, he might not have even had the chance to rest and drink water.

After finally completing the afternoon homework, Hu Qingpeng was tortured to the point where he was suffering from everywhere, especially his right arm, who was practicing sword drawing, his muscles were almost numb. He couldn't even hold the chopsticks while eating dinner, and fell to the ground several times. Zhao Qinghe was happy in his eyes, and deliberately joked with other junior brothers, pointing at someone. Hu Qingpeng understood his isolated situation, but just lowered his head to eat silently, ignoring his provocation. No one saw that his lower eyes were shot with a firm, unyielding, and confident light.

When he returned to his residence, Yin Tianyun summoned Hu Qingpeng alone and asked about his martial arts practice on the first day. Hu Qingpeng reported truthfully, but ignored the conflict with Zhao Qinghe. Yin Tianyun was also shocked when he heard that he had mastered the introductory mental method, and his eyes were flickering. He pondered: "I was both surprised and relieved that you can have such outstanding performance. It took you ten days to correctly master the method of running true qi. You are much better than him!"

Hu Qingpeng's face turned slightly red: "Thank you, Master, for the praise."

Yin Tianyun said: "But remember not to be proud and complacent, otherwise it will be difficult to make progress, do you know?"

Hu Qingpeng said: "I understand! I will never dare to have the slightest complacency."

Yin Tianyun nodded and smiled, "This is my good apprentice! Seeing that your foundation is weak, my master specially refined a tonic for strengthening your body, which is very helpful for improving your internal strength. Because the medicine is extremely powerful, you can only take one pill per month, and taking more will be harmful and useless." As he said that, he took out the medicine bottle prepared early and handed it to Hu Qingpeng, "There are twelve pills here. You will ask me if you finish it. In addition, in order to avoid other senior brothers jealous and scramble, you should not tell the third person to listen to this matter!"

Hu Qingpeng burst into tears. He listened to his master's tone and gave this great tonic medicine only to himself, and even Liu Qingshan had no choice but to take it. He happily took the medicine bottle, poured out a red pill as big as a longan, and swallowed it into his stomach without hesitation. The pills melted, and a stream of heat flowed from the lower abdomen to the limbs. The feeling of fatigue and soreness was wiped out, and it was indeed magical and wonderful.
Chapter completed!