Chapter 11: Practicing martial arts is so simple

After one stick of incense.

Taoist Longshan left with mixed feelings.

He was happy and frustrated.

He was happy that his disciple was indeed born with a martial body. No matter what he said, he could quickly understand it and draw inferences from it. There were even some understandings that he had not thought of.

It was a great thing to be able to accept such a monster into the sect.

And the frustration was also here.

The master was under double the pressure when the disciple was too monster. In just a short moment, he felt like he was being drained.

If he continued, if he asked questions that he could not solve, wouldn’t he lose his dignity?

He thought of this.

Taoist Longshan immediately found an excuse to leave.

“Master, you haven’t taught me the other few Zhuanggong yet?” Ning Qi was obviously a little reluctant. What Taoist Longshan didn’t know was that he had already restrained himself a lot, otherwise it would be even more shocking.

If someone else said this, Taoist Longshan would have to scold him, saying “bite off more than you can chew”.

But at this moment, listening to the voice of the little disciple behind him, he suddenly felt a little numb.

Still teaching?

If he continued to teach, his heart would be broken!

"Let your senior brothers and sisters teach you."

Leaving this sentence, Longshan Taoist disappeared in the distance in an instant.

Looking at his master's slightly flustered back, Ning Qi shook his head helplessly.

"Am I so scary..."

He seemed to have underestimated the impact of a demon. Although he had shown great intelligence and wisdom in the previous three years, it was the first time that he showed his understanding of martial arts like today. He should have restrained himself a little more.

Then, he smiled and looked at Luo Wentian and Xiong Shi beside him with a naive look:

"Big Brother, Second Brother..."

The two of them were shocked and looked at each other in unison.

"You go first?"

"You are the eldest senior brother, you go first."

"Nonsense, you are younger than me, you should go first."

"Bullshit, Master went first just now, do you mean you are more important than Master?"

Looking at the two senior brothers who were arguing with each other, Ning Qi held his forehead helplessly:

"Stop arguing, let's go together!"

Luo Wentian and the other looked at each other in surprise.

"Can you do it?"

"Yes, I can do it."

Ning Qi's eyes were bright, he didn't want to waste time here.

After the initial contact with martial arts, especially the Bi'an pile had reached a high level, he had a lot of insights into martial arts.

"Then... try it?"

After the two were puzzled, they began to practice and talk together.

After an incense stick.

Looking at Ning Qi's back as he left, the two began to doubt life.

"You just taught me the Prison Bull Posture?"

"Nonsense, aren't you talking about the Baxia Posture?"

"Then Junior Brother... did you learn it together?"

"It seems that he is learning it quite fast."

The two looked at each other and saw the hurt in each other's eyes. They were in the same boat and wanted to cry.

This is not just learning fast!

It is simply amazing speed.

Compared with Ning Qi, they felt that they had practiced the Posture for many years like a dog!

"Junior Brother is not a human being!"

Luo Wentian sighed and smiled bitterly.

The same was true for Xiong Shi.

It was really uncomfortable in front of such a monster. They finally understood the eyes of those ordinary people looking at themselves and others.

"But it's a good thing."

Although they were hit, they were more relieved in their hearts.

...

Ning Qi left with joy.

Today's harvest was great.

The master taught the Bi'an Posture, the eldest brother taught the Prison Bull Posture, which he specialized in, and the second brother taught the Baxia Posture.

I have already mastered three of the Nine Zhenwu Postures.

"There are still six more Postures left: Chaofeng, Pulao, Fuxi, Chiwen, Suanni and Yazi."

"Big Brother and Second Brother are really something. They not only taught me their own main Posture, but also said that they were not proficient in other Postures and were afraid that they would lead me astray."

Ning Qi shook his head and laughed.

He thought this was one of the reasons, but he probably didn't want to be hit by him again, or maybe they also wanted other brothers and sisters to have a sense of "participation". In short, they also wanted to experience their Feng Zhong Chao.

Ning Qi could only shrug his shoulders.

There was no way, he had tried his best to restrain himself.

But he couldn't pretend to be an ordinary person when he was obviously a genius. He didn't have that habit, and there was no need to do that in front of his closest people.

"Next, practice while learning the other Postures."

Ning Qi made a decision.

Just practicing a Bi'an pile is not enough for him. Although Bi'an pile is a superior pile exercise, Ning Qi wants to create a pile exercise method that is more suitable for him, so that he can temper his body faster and lay a stronger foundation.

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In the past, I had no contact with martial arts, so it took more time to go from zero to one, but now it is just from one to many, which is much simpler.

In fact.

Just now, in the process of learning three pile exercises, Ning Qi has already had a lot of inspiration.

And he also discovered something.

"Although these three pile exercises have their own advantages, there seems to be some commonality between them?"

Ning Qi became interested.

He remembered the bold words of Longshan Taoist that the nine sons of Zhenwu can fight against the Martial Saint, and felt that this commonality might be the key.

Back to the residence.

With no one to disturb him, Ning Qi could finally go all out.

He first drove the piles.

The look in his eyes changed almost instantly. Before he started to move, he already had a fierce and powerful look, like a young beast wearing human skin.

If Taoist Longshan saw it, he would definitely call him a monster.

Bi Fan’s divine will!

And it's not over yet.

Ning Qi performed the pile technique over and over again, and the small courtyard roared like a strange beast. He had reached the state of perfection of divine will, which was the highest state that the Biuan Zhuang could achieve.

That is to say, the residences of the true disciples are far apart, and the disciples of the outer sect and the inner sect are not allowed to approach, otherwise it will inevitably cause chaos.

Ning Qi felt better and better as he beat, his sweat evaporated, his skin turned red, and his membranes swelled, as if there was a mouse walking through his body.

It can be seen how powerful the effect of skin refining is.

Each of the eight realms of body tempering is difficult to achieve.

For example, in the leather refining realm, there are cowhide, stone skin, iron skin, and jade skin.

Some people with ordinary qualifications may waste several years just to reach the Skin Refining Realm, or even stop at one of the small realms.

But Ning Qi thinks.

It may not take more than a few days to reach the realm of cowhide by yourself.

"Practicing martial arts... seems quite simple. It's not as difficult as Third Senior Sister said, right?"

Ning Qi thought.

If Ye Qinghe knew Ning Qi's inner thoughts, he would be speechless and choked.

Who is a good person who can practice an excellent pile skill to the highest level just after he sets foot in martial arts?

The higher the level of pile skill, the better the body tempering effect will naturally be.

It starts at full power as soon as it starts. Who can do this better than you?

Ning Qi naturally didn't know this.

When I got tired of practicing the 狴紴 pile, I switched to the prisoner ox pile.

Not long after.

Prisoner Niu’s divine will blessed me, and then it became even more perfect.

Then came Ba Xiazhuang.

Ning Qi carefully experienced the uniqueness of the three pile skills.

It wasn't until he felt a tingling sensation in his body that Ning Qi stopped practicing and took a medicinal bath decisively.

Lying in the bathtub, Ning Qi touched his much tougher skin, feeling extremely happy.

"Martial arts is simpler than I thought."

The road to martial arts is open to him. When he becomes a heavenly being or even a martial saint in the future, he will live a long life and naturally have more time to pursue the method of immortality.

As for revenge, it will be a matter of convenience once you have enough strength.