Huang Binghu felt that he had not shocked Teng Qingshan enough, so he continued, "Your blade techniques and fist techniques are wide and open, so you should be walking on the path of external martial arts. This type of martial arts can be learned quickly, but if you don't have the assistance of a superior internal martial art, from the outside to the inside, reaching the realm of both internal and external cultivation, it will be difficult for you to become a first-rate master, let alone an innate master."
"First-rate master? Then what kind of class am I? And what is an innate master? "
Li Qingshan's string of questions made Huang Binghu somewhat believe in the words of an expert. If he had a proper master, how could he not know these things? "Qingshan, your skills are not third-rate."
"That's why I don't qualify!"
"You were able to defeat those ginseng foragers, so you can already be considered an 'expert'. You are still young, so don't be too discouraged. As long as you train hard and become a third-rate master, you will be able to do as you please. With your talent, Qingshan, this will definitely not be a problem."
Huang Binghu was afraid that the blow was too severe and would dampen Teng Qingshan's spirit, so he comforted him out of goodwill. However, who would have thought that the goal that Oxen had given to Li Qingshan was to do as he pleased, and the so-called internal martial art was even more of a joke.
"An innate master is even more mysterious. First, you must open up all the meridians in your body, break through the threshold of life and death, and transform your inner energy into true qi. Then, you can circulate it freely in your body without any obstructions. Once your true qi reaches a certain level, you can even release it outside your body to injure others."
Wait, it seems like the qi in my body can circulate freely now, but I can't release it outside my body. It must be because the amount is too small.
Li Qingshan suddenly understood that from the beginning, he stood on a different starting line than ordinary people. The path he walked on was unimaginable to ordinary martial artists.
"Hunting chief, I will definitely become an innate master."
Huang Binghu praised him, "Good ambition," but his expression was noncommittal. An innate master? When he first heard about these things, didn't he also have this kind of ambition? But how could it be so easy?
It was as if he saw himself from back then. "If you really become an innate master, I will let you be the hunting chief." This was not a casual promise. In his mind, even if Li Qingshan could become a Xiantian Master, it would be decades later. Who would have thought that the person in front of him was already a so-called "Xiantian Master"?
Li Qingshan's heart skipped a beat. "Hunting chief, you don't seem to be in good health."
"I was born weak. The doctor said that I wouldn't survive, but my mother didn't believe him and brought me up. I don't believe that I can't be compared to the other children in the village. I've practiced martial arts, but my foundation is still weak. I've been hurt all these years, and I'm afraid I don't have much longer to live. "
Li Qingshan really admired the man in front of him. Even though he didn't have any great magical powers, his willpower was enough to be his role model.
"Hunting chief, don't worry. As long as we find the Spirit Ginseng, we will definitely be able to cure you."
"En, although it's an ethereal object, it's still a slim chance of survival. Taking advantage of the fact that the Ginseng King Manor has suffered heavy losses, we're going to start searching the mountain today. Do you want to come along?"
"My injuries haven't healed yet, so I'm afraid I won't be able to help you." Of course, Li Qingshan wouldn't agree. The other party was just saying it casually. There was no way he would really believe him.
"Alright, then we'll spar again when your injuries have healed. I'll arrange for someone to teach you archery." Huang Binghu patted his shoulder.
After Huang Binghu left, Li Qingshan immediately asked Oxen about it.
Oxen said disdainfully, "What first-rate or second-rate? Do ants have to differentiate between strong and weak? If you can get that Spirit Ginseng, it'll be of great help to your cultivation. "
Li Qingshan could only stare at it anxiously.
"I'm very happy that you can learn to hunt and no longer have to rely on me. You can finally rest. From now on, you'd better take care of yourself!"
As expected, Oxen stuck to its usual plan of not lending a helping hand. Li Qingshan also didn't really plan on relying on it. As for snatching food from the tiger's mouth between two villages, he had even less confidence. He would most likely be throwing his life away for nothing. He could only sigh a few times and give up on this idea. He chewed on another ginseng and meditated until late at night. Just Now, he was going to sleep.
A wisp of green smoke rose from the locust wood tablet and transformed into a handsome child. He glanced at Li Qingshan and, as if he'd made up his mind, flew into the mountain with the night wind. His bloodless lips opened and closed.
If someone who was proficient in lip-reading saw it, they would know that the word he was muttering was "Spirit Ginseng".
Oxen opened its eyes and glanced at him, then closed them again and went back to sleep. Little Ann flew out of Drawn Reins Village and into the undulating mountain range. He freely passed through the dense forest, but he still had to avoid the fierce mountain wind from time to time. He saw a bit of fire in the distance. When he flew closer, he saw that it was the hunters of Drawn Reins Village resting by a bonfire with their weapons. Huang Binghu was discussing tactics with a few hunters in a low voice. Little Ann circled around a few times and listened for a while. Then, he rode the wind and flew up Bailao Peak. He carefully examined every stream and every rock. Of course, he would occasionally be attracted by small animals passing by and forget his original goal. However, he would always quickly regain his senses and continue his search. There was only one thought in his mind: I must, I must find the spirit ginseng. Only then can I help him. At the fourth watch, the ginseng foragers launched a night attack, but they were repelled by the prepared Huang Binghu. However, neither side found the spirit ginseng. Little Ann was the same. He returned to the village before the sun rose. His face was full of exhaustion and he was almost tired of it. It was not easy for a child's mind to last. Furthermore, this job was too lonely for him. He had already tasted the feeling of loneliness. However, when he looked at Li Qingshan's face that was still fast asleep, a new motivation suddenly surged in his heart. He clenched his fists and dove into the locust tree wooden tablet to sleep.
Early in the morning, an old hunter with a stern expression woke Li Qingshan up. "Chief hunter, let me teach you archery!"
Li Qingshan noticed that the old hunter's left leg was slightly lame. However, in order not to be rude, he only glanced at it. He did not expect the old hunter to have already noticed it. He calmly said, "You were bitten by a wolf. Follow me!"
A group of teenagers were already waiting in an empty space on the west side of the village. The older ones were about the same age as Li Qingshan, while the younger ones still had snot dripping from their noses. However, all of them carried a hunting bow on their backs. Their gazes towards Li Qingshan were filled with wariness and hostility.
"Grandpa Zang, is he coming with us as well?"
Grandpa Zang nodded slightly and did not explain further. He directly said, "Draw the bow!"
The group of teenagers immediately stopped talking. They drew their hunting bows and aimed at the target in the distance. Grandpa Zang corrected their postures one by one and explained the essentials of archery, leaving Li Qingshan to the side.
Li Qingshan did not feel bored and listened attentively to the side. After an hour, Grandpa Zang ordered the others to rest and finally said to Li Qingshan, "Train your strength first!" He pointed to the stone dumbbells at the side.
Li Qingshan went to grab the stone dumbbells. Compared to teachers like Oxen who did not care about your life, this level of cold treatment was still acceptable.
Grandpa Zang revealed a slightly surprised expression. He did not like Li Qingshan, but he could not disobey Huang Binghu's orders. Therefore, he had purposely given him the cold treatment to train his temperament. He did not expect him to not be angry at all, which was completely different from what he had expected. He thought to himself, "No wonder the chief hunter thinks so highly of him!"
"Brat, where did you come from?" The teenagers could not help but approach him. Their faces were filled with provocation.
"Crouching Ox village."
"Hmph, you're just a farmer, yet you have the strength of an ox. I heard you even brought an ox with you. We don't need oxen here, so let's kill it and eat its meat!"
Li Qingshan could not stoop to their level and shout about killing him, but he would not allow them to insult him as they pleased either. His arms suddenly exerted force and he threw the two stone dumbbells that weighed several dozen kilograms high into the air.
"Holy shit!" The teenagers scattered in all directions in fear. If the stone dumbbells that weighed several dozen kilograms fell down, they would definitely have their brains smashed to pieces.
The stone dumbbells fell heavily. Li Qingshan did not dodge at all. Instead, he focused all of his attention and grasped the timing. He grabbed the stone dumbbells and twisted his body to nullify the force of the impact. He looked at them with a smile.
The group of youngsters were dumbstruck, and they made a series of swallowing sounds. How much strength was needed to lift those two stone dumbbells? Most of them could do it, but throwing them so high up in the air was impossible, let alone catching them again.
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