Chapter 17 Martial Arts
I, Wang Pan!
Three sentences made my mother agree to let me practice martial arts!
Originally, she was still thinking about how to dispel Wang Pan's idea of practicing martial arts, but after hearing this sentence, Mu Rong's defense was instantly broken.
She hugged Wang Pan in her arms and choked up and said, "Pan'er has grown up and knows how to protect me."
The next day, under Mu Rong's instructions, the guard Qin Yan came to the martial arts arena early.
The Wang family is very rich. Although it is not as rich as a country, it is also rich.
This world is not peaceful.
After a large amount of money was spent, there were many good people to escort the Wang family.
Without these people to escort, the Wang family's caravan could not go back and forth smoothly every time.
And Qin Yan is undoubtedly the strongest one among the Wang family's guards!
He is also the person Wang Ji trusts the most.
"The young master is probably on a whim. When he can't stand the hardship of practicing martial arts, he will give up by himself."
"Well, should I go to Baixianglou to find Yanzhi or Cuiliu in the evening?"
While Qin Yan was thinking, Wang Pan came to the martial arts arena with two personal maids.
"Uncle Qin, thank you for your help."
Wang Pan looked respectful and bowed.
Qin Yan's position in the Wang family is very special. Although he is a guard, he actually grew up with Wang Ji and saved Wang Ji's life.
Wang Ji also reciprocated by giving Qin Yan a large sum of money to learn martial arts in the sect.
Qin Yan did not live up to this friendship. After completing his studies, he could not stand the hard life in the sect, so he came down the mountain and became the head of the guard in the Wang family.
Relying on Qin Yan's strength, he solved countless problems for the Wang family.
He even led the team himself and opened up several trade routes, allowing the Wang family's caravans to travel unimpeded.
It was in these years that the Wang family became more and more powerful and recruited countless good players, so Qin Yan retreated behind the scenes.
"No trouble, no trouble. Anyway, you can't hold on for much longer, young master."
"Ahem, before practicing martial arts, I will tell you about the realm of martial artists."
Qin Yan, who was a little distracted, almost let it slip, but fortunately he reacted in time and forcibly changed the subject.
"Uncle Qin, how many times have I told you not to call me young master? Our family has never treated Uncle Qin as a servant."
"That won't work. My father is your grandfather's housekeeper, and I am your father's companion.
Rules are rules. The master's family is kind to us. We can accept this kindness as servants, but we can't forget our identity."
Qin Yan shook his head and said his own reasoning.
After speaking, he took out the water bottle from his waist and took a sip.
The water bottle contained water soaked with wolfberries. Facts have proved that whether the kidney hurts or not has nothing to do with whether a person's martial arts skills are high or not.
"Then let's call each other. I call you Uncle Qin, and you call me Young Master."
Wang Pan looked strange and couldn't help laughing.
Perhaps it was because of Qin Yan's character that his father trusted him so much.
"Puff!"
Qin Yan couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of water when he heard this. What is this?
"Master, there are seven major realms in martial arts."
"They are: training the skin, strengthening the body, changing tendons, changing blood, strengthening bones, and washing marrow.
Above these six realms, the human body will be reborn, and life will be sublimated into the Tiangang realm.
The life span can reach three hundred years!"
Qin Yan suddenly became serious and introduced the basic situation to Wang Pan.
"Then what realm are you in now, Uncle Qin?"
Wang Pan asked curiously.
"I am now in the great success of blood exchange, my blood is like flames, and every move has tens of thousands of pounds of strength!"
Speaking of this, Qin Yan is no longer sleepy, with a proud face.
Perhaps he feels that just talking is not convincing.
Qin Yan retreated a few meters and shouted.
His skin instantly turned red, and waves of terrifying high temperature spread from Qin Yan's body to all directions.
The surrounding space also rippled due to the high temperature.
Wang Pan felt a wave of heat coming towards him, and the terrifying high temperature made Wang Pan couldn't help but retreat a few meters before he felt better.
"Hiss!"
Wang Pan took a breath of hot air and made an outstanding contribution to global cooling.
"How is it, awesome? Do you want to learn?"
Qin Yan restrained his power, the blood color on his skin quickly disappeared, and the whole person returned to his unreliable appearance.
He came to Wang Pan and asked with a smile.
"Awesome, but I will definitely be more powerful than Uncle Qin in the future!"
No mistake, one sentence, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar, one look!
Wang Pan nodded seriously, with a firm look on his little face.
"You have ambition, but if you want to be better than me, you will have to suffer a lot."
Hearing this, Qin Yan looked at him with admiration, and then Qin Yan began to gloat over his misfortune.
What Qin Yan didn't say was that it was not something that ordinary people could do to reach his level!
Even if there are sufficient resources, ordinary people cannot reach the blood exchange realm!
Although Qin Yan is a bit unserious, his talent in martial arts is one in a million!
If Qin Yan stays in the sect, he may even have a chance to become the next head!
It is very easy to get started in martial arts. Even without sufficient resources, ordinary people can enter the skin training realm after three to five years of practice.
But it becomes more difficult as time goes by.
If a martial artist in the blood exchange realm is willing to serve as an official in the court, he will start as a general and be able to lead an army of 10,000 people!
Hearing Wang Pan say that he wants to surpass himself, Qin Yan also laughed dumbly, but did not discourage Wang Pan's enthusiasm for martial arts.
"I'm not afraid of hardship!"
Wang Pan didn't care.
It is not a bad thing to be paralyzed for eighteen years. At least it makes Wang Pan's willpower become extremely strong now!
After experiencing the trough, you will no longer be afraid of climbing the peak!
Because even if you fall from the peak, it will not be lower than the trough.
"This is what you said, young master, don't cry when the time comes."
Qin Yan smiled and felt that Wang Pan was still too young.
"This is the skill of my sect. Young master, remember it first."
Qin Yan took out a book with yellowed paper and handed it to Wang Pan.
"Uncle Qin, this is the skill of your sect. If you pass it to me privately, will it affect you?"
Wang Pan did not reach out to take it, but asked with a serious look and a worried tone.
"No, although I covet the wealth of the mountain, I am not a traitor. I still hold the position of a transmission elder in the sect."
"Selecting and training new disciples for the sect is my job."
Qin Yan looked at Wang Pan's actions and was touched. He is really a sensible and good child.
Wang Pan then took the technique and read it carefully.
Qin Yan saw this and did not interrupt.
He turned and left, telling the servants to prepare the medicinal bath.
After a while, a huge wooden barrel was moved to the side of the martial arts field by the servants.
Next to the wooden barrel, a large pot was set up.
Servants kept coming and going, putting large and small packages of medicinal materials into the pot.
For a while, the whole martial arts field was filled with a strong smell of medicine.
The medicinal materials in this pot alone are worth hundreds of taels of silver!
And this pot of medicinal bath is only enough for Wang Pan to use twice!
Such consumption is terrifying!
"Uncle Qin, I have written it down."
"So fast?"
Qin Yan was a little surprised. Uneasy, he asked Wang Pan about the contents of several techniques, and Wang Pan answered fluently.
This made Qin Yan feel relieved.
