"Uncle Qin, are you feeling better?"
After some small talk, Li Zexuan suddenly asked.
Although from another perspective, Qin Qiong was half his father-in-law, Li Zexuan was not used to calling him that, so he insisted on calling him "Uncle Qin."
Qin Qiong was stunned and said with a smile, "En! Much better! Although I'm not as strong as before, I can wield the golden mace for at least an hour now! Haha! This is all thanks to Little Xuan's medicinal wine and the Blood Stealing Life Prolonging Technique! Otherwise, with this old man's body, I can only struggle at death's door for two to three years! "
"Pfft! The children are all here, and you're still spouting nonsense! "
Mrs. Qin gave Qin Qiong a reproachful look before complaining to Li Zexuan.
"Your Uncle Qin just got a little better, and he couldn't stand it anymore. A while ago, he felt that he could wield the golden mace, so he tried it. Once he tried, he didn't know how to wield it. In the end, he couldn't catch his breath and fainted. Luckily, the golden mace didn't fall and hit him. Otherwise, he would be a laughing stock!"
"Huh? There's such a thing? "
Li Zexuan's eyes widened in shock.
Qin Qiong's face turned red in embarrassment. He coughed dryly. "Ahem! Don't listen to your aunt's nonsense. That day, I just haven't used the golden mace for a long time, and I wasn't used to it yet! Now that I've adapted to it, I'm fine, right? I can wield it for an hour now! "
"Hmph! How old are you? Don't you know how heavy it is? Don't you know how heavy your golden mace is? "
Mrs. Qin did not give her husband any face and mocked him.
"Ahem! Uncle Qin, can you let your nephew see your golden mace? "
Li Zexuan suddenly asked curiously.
In his previous life, he had often seen Qin Qiong, the "door god", holding a pair of golden maces in his hands. He looked majestic and arrogant. Now that he had the chance to get close to this legendary figure, of course he wanted to see for himself what the golden maces looked like!
"Haha! What's wrong with that? Huaiyu, take out your father's golden mace! Oh ~! Wait, you don't seem to be able to carry it. Let's carry it for Father. Xiao Xuan, wait! "
Seeing that Li Zexuan was interested in his weapon, Qin Qiong was overjoyed. He laughed and went to another room to get the golden mace.
Not long after, Qin Qiong came to Li Zexuan with a pair of golden truncheons in his hands. He said, "Here, this is the golden truncheons that have followed this old man to war for more than ten years. Little Xuan, take it!"
With that, he handed the golden mace to Li Zexuan.
Li Zexuan suddenly felt his hands sink. He could not help but raise his eyebrows in surprise. The golden truncheons were only about two feet and two inches (about seventy to eighty centimeters) long. He estimated that they were at most twenty to thirty catties. However, after Li Zexuan weighed them, he realized that they were more than twenty to thirty catties. They must have weighed at least seventy to thirty catties!
(In the Sui and Tang Dynasties, Qin Qiong's golden truncheons weighed about twenty catties. However, according to the official history of the Tang Dynasties, Qin Qiong's golden truncheons weighed sixty-five catties each, for a total of seventy to thirty catties.)
Looking at the two maces in his hands that were unremarkable in appearance but shockingly heavy, Li Zexuan couldn't help but feel speechless. No one who had just recovered from a serious illness would be stupid enough to take out such heavy weapons for "training"! This was f * cking playing with one's life!
Qin Qiong was really going all out. Luckily, he had only fainted because of a concussion. If he had sprained his back, it would have been troublesome!
"Haha! Little Xuan, how is it? My golden truncheons are not bad, right? They are stained with quite a few enemy's brains! "
Qin Qiong saw Li Zexuan staring at the truncheons in a daze. He thought that this kid was shocked by the truncheons' domineering aura. He could not help but laugh proudly.
"Brains ~?"
Li Zexuan was so shocked that his wrist trembled. He almost threw the truncheons to the ground. During the rescue mission at Mt. Beimang, although he had killed dozens of people, including Flying Snake, he did not use the truncheons to hit people's heads for fun like Qin Qiong! Too disgusting!
"Cough cough! Uncle Qin, please forgive me for being blunt. You have just recovered some of your Blood Qi. It is not suitable for you to use such a heavy weapon. You have to know that going too far is as bad as not going far enough. This is especially true for martial arts. My master said that martial arts is a process to stimulate the human body's potential. However, if you do not care about the limits of your body and forcefully increase the burden, not only will your martial arts not improve, but your body will also break down! "
Li Zexuan thought for a moment and said solemnly.
Anyone who was sick would have a gradual recovery process. For someone like Qin Qiong, who felt that his body was slightly better, he went straight to the most difficult training method. He was really "seeking death"!
Li Zexuan could not help but feel lucky that he came today. Otherwise, if he let Qin Qiong continue like this, his body's potential would be overdrawn, and it would be difficult for him to recover in the future.
"Oh ~? There's such a thing? Why haven't I heard of it? "
Qin Qiong asked suspiciously.
"You haven't heard of it because you are ignorant. Are your medical skills better, or is Xiao Xuan's medical skills better? Xiao Xuan ~! According to what you said, does that mean that my master will not be able to use the truncheons in the future? "
Mrs. Qin was shocked after hearing Li Zexuan's words. She quickly stood up and looked at Li Zexuan. Of course, she could not help but pinch Qin Qiong in the process.
"Hiss ~!"
Qin Qiong grimaced and did not say anything else.
Li Zexuan pretended that he did not see their little actions and said seriously, "In reply to Auntie, at least before Uncle Qin fully recovers, he should not use such a heavy weapon. That is tantamount to overdrawing his life potential. It won't be too late to use the truncheons after Uncle Qin fully recovers! For now, it's best to use some light weapons to train your body. That will be beneficial to your recovery! "
"Master, did you hear that? I'll let someone take these truncheons away for now. You should change to a lighter weapon in the future! "
Mrs. Qin turned her head and glared at her husband. Then, without any explanation, she asked the servants to take the truncheons away.
Qin Qiong stretched out his hand and said unhappily, "But I'm not used to changing weapons! It's better not to practice ~! "
"Then don't practice if you don't want to, just rest!"
Mrs. Qin insisted stubbornly.
"You ~!"
Qin Qiong waved his hand in exasperation. Then, he turned to Li Zexuan and said shamelessly, "You brat, you took away my truncheons! You have to think of another way for me. It wasn't easy for me to wield a sword and a spear. If I still do nothing every day, I feel like my bones are going to rust ~! "
Li Zexuan was stunned speechless. He did not expect Qin Qiong to have such a mischievous side. Perhaps it was because he really treated him as a nephew that he revealed his true nature!
He tilted his head and thought for a moment. Then, he suddenly laughed and said, "I've got it ~! Uncle Qin, I have a set of very advanced fist techniques here. Not only will it help your body recover, but it will also help Uncle Qin comprehend the martial arts realm ~! "
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