Ink panel: Hunting the sun and surveying the sky from the bow

"I have reached the Qi-nourishing state." Ouyang Tiezhu said yearningly.

"Where are you, senior brother?"

"I..." Ouyang Tiezhu said: "I have just finished forging my bones and am on my way to the realm of forging my skin. Master said that if I can't complete my skin training before I'm thirty-five, I won't be able to build my strength in the future." Not likely anymore.”

"Why?"

"Master has said that once a person reaches thirty, his qi and blood will begin to decline, and there is a window period of up to five years. After this window period, there is no way to recover. When the blood is strong, you cannot develop strength, and your qi People with weak blood will not be able to practice it." When he said this, Ouyang Tiezhu sighed: "I am already twenty-five years old."

Shen Qing acquiesced in his heart.

In his previous life, he had known about the saying of reaching thirty-five, and in the workplace, there was a saying that the age of thirty-five was the red line, which was not groundless.

"Let's not talk about this anymore." Ouyang Tiezhu patted Shen Qing on the shoulder and said, "By the way, I don't know how old my junior brother is today?"

Poor people don't pay so much attention to things. Most of them live in a hazy way and have no special impression of birthdays and ages.

Shen Qing recalled for a while before calculating his age: "After the beginning of spring, I should be fifteen years old."

Fifteen? !

Ouyang Tiezhu couldn't help but smile a little at the corner of his eyes, as if this age made him feel a lot better: "Junior brother, to be honest, you are a bit old for your age. In another year, your muscles and bones will be closed, and by then you will have the second highest level of cultivation. There are many realms of difficulty, so if you want to improve in martial arts, you have to work harder."

Shen Qing was suddenly stunned.

In other words, in the next year, he can complete all the second realms?

It seems like there's still... plenty of time?

Shen Qing was a little unsure.

"Thank you for your advice, senior brother." Shen Qing glanced at the sun hanging high in the sky, cupped his hands and said, "Senior brother, I wonder if you are free now, can you teach me the three-stick and five-stick wooden dummy techniques?"

Ouyang Tiezhu smiled and said: "Of course, I will practice it all again and you will watch."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ouyang Tiezhu walked up to a three-stick wooden man stake, took a deep breath and drank softly.

He tapped his toes on the ground and moved his hands between the three sticks of the wooden dummy.

Ouyang Tiezhu's hands sometimes turned into palms, sometimes into fists. His movements were smooth and powerful. Each move accurately hit different positions of the wooden stake, making a thumping sound.

During the whole process, his figure was extremely flexible, and the three protruding wooden sticks could not even touch his upper arms.

Ouyang Tiezhu stopped the wooden mannequin with a bang and asked Shen Qing, "How is it? Did you remember it?"

Shen Qing, who has the ability of "photographic memory", looked at it very carefully just now. He recalled a little, and after seeing that he had written down all the details, he said: "Brother, I have written down everything."

Ouyang Tiezhu frowned, but seeing Shen Qing's words so categorically, he had nothing to say.

"Then I'll practice the five sticks again."

Ouyang Tiezhu walked to a wooden man stake covered with intricate long sticks, closed his eyes and concentrated, and circulated his breath.

Then he opened his eyes suddenly and quickly spread out his body skills.

The body skills used by Ouyang Tiezhu at this time were more complex, involving various parts such as hands, feet, waist, knees, and legs.

Compared with the two sticks, the skills used by the three sticks are completely different.

His figure was like a fish swimming through a coral reef. He not only cleverly avoided the long sticks coming from the left and right in the pile formation, but also accurately hit the intended target with his fists, elbows, knees and feet in the electric light and flint. Every crisp blow was heard. The beating was followed by the slight sound of the wooden dummy being shaken.

Strong and heavy.

While hitting, he also explained the key points, which benefited Shen Qing a lot.

After finishing a set of five-stick movements, beads of sweat slid down his neck, gradually soaking the back of Ouyang Tiezhu's clothes.

"Junior brother, the movement technique of the five-stick pile is relatively complicated. You don't need to force it too much. Just know the key first. When you practice the three-stick pile, conscious training in it can also be of some benefit."

"Okay." Shen Qing cupped his hands and clasped his fists: "Thank you for your hard work today, senior brother."

"It's all as it should be." Ouyang Tiezhu patted the wooden dummy and said, "I'll be here today. I have other things to deal with. I'll come back to my junior brother when I have time later."

"Okay. Hongshan Village is a bit far from here. I will go back after practicing for a while."

"Junior brother, are you still living in Hongshan Village?"

"Well, home is over there."

Ouyang Tiezhu tilted his head and suggested: "When junior brother has learned some skills, I have some connections here. At that time, junior brother can go to the outer city to take care of some 'local snakes' and earn some training fees. It is better to move to the city to save some money later. It’s more convenient to live in the city without having to go back and forth like this.”

"Senior brother, do you still have connections in the outer city?"

"Sigh... I have a useless younger brother who works behind a local man named Wang Mazi, and I still have some relationship with him." When he said this, Ouyang Tiezhu seemed to hate that iron cannot become steel, and he waved his hand. Said: "Let's go first."

"Brother, walk slowly."

Looking at Ouyang Tiezhu's back, after he completely disappeared from the inner courtyard, Shen Qing withdrew his gaze, walked to the three-stick pile where Ouyang Tiezhu was demonstrating his movements, and slapped it with his palm.

The three stick piles rolled quickly.

"Crack!"

…

Shen Qing was able to stop practicing in Linfeng Hall until Shen Shi in the afternoon.

Now that his aunt is not in the hall, he doesn't plan to stay long.

After taking today's portion of the Shiquan Tonic, Shen Qing left Linfeng Hall with Shen Xiaohu, purchased supplies, exchanged some change, and went straight to the place agreed with Tian Xiaohu.

After picking him up as scheduled, the three of them sat on the cart and walked toward the west of the city.

Just as Shen Qing expected, the road was calm.

The death of Wang Qiyao's family did not seem to cause even a single ripple in this huge Ping An City.

The three of them walked to the west city gate without any danger, and wandered towards the shanty town.

Tian Xiaohu, who was sitting on the cart, felt as if a heavy stone had been lifted from his heart, and he breathed a long sigh of relief.

There were many people leaving the city in the afternoon, waiting for Shen Qing to pull the cart and blend into the crowd, deep into the shanty town.

Tian Xiaohu raised his buttocks and moved to Shen Qing's side, tugging on Shen Qing's sleeves.

"What's wrong? What's the matter?"

Tian Xiaohu lowered his voice and said, "I went to Pinghefang for a walk today, and I want to tell you something."

"What's the matter?" Shen Qing's face was calm.

Tian Xiaohu lowered his voice and continued: "Wang Qiyao's family is all dead. Since there are no descendants, their cousins ​​are all fighting for his family's inheritance, and it's a big deal."

"The shopkeeper of Fengweilou just came over to take a look and then left. As for the Yamen, it seems that the matter was regarded as thieves coming to steal money and the case has been closed. Also, Wang Qiyao's father-in-law refused to accept and wanted to provide clues, but he was said to be provoking trouble. He was beaten to death by the county government on the spot.”

Tian Xiaohu told everything he knew in one breath.

"Then if we sell mountain goods later, we will have to find a new manager?"

"It should be someone with the surname Cai. Next time I have time, I'll go and find out."

Shen Qing pulled the reins and responded: "Yes."

Regarding the death of Wang Qiyao's family, both of them were tacit and did not mention it again.

"drive!"