The chief of Teng Jia Village, Teng Yunlong, was known as the number one hero of Teng Jia Village!
Teng Yunlong was Teng Qingshan's grandfather. He was the chief with the highest status in Teng Jia Village, and he was also the number one blacksmith in Teng Jia Village.
Although he was a blacksmith, the Teng family's inherited weapon making skills were better than some of the blacksmiths in the city.
He had accepted more than ten disciples. Among them, the most outstanding was Teng Qingshan's father, Teng Yongfan. Teng Yunlong was old, so Teng Yongfan had completely inherited his skills and became the number one blacksmith in the entire Teng Jia Village. Since he was the number one blacksmith in Teng Jia Village, Teng Yongfan would be the next chief!
In Teng Jia Village, there were only three occupations: hunting, farming, and weapon making.
Hunting and farming didn't earn much money.
Moreover, forging a good weapon would allow one to obtain an extremely high income. Working as a blacksmith would allow Teng Jia Village to become wealthy. In addition, all the weapons in Teng Jia Village needed to be forged by blacksmiths. Blacksmiths could make Teng Jia Village rich, and the men of Teng Jia Village had sharp weapons.
Therefore, blacksmiths had a high status in the village.
If there were no accidents, the first blacksmith would either be the clan leader or the clan leader's successor.
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His father, Teng Yongfan, spent most of the day in the blacksmith shop. His mother, Yuan Lan, was also busy with various things. Often, there was only Teng Qingshan at home.
Teng Qingshan was also happy about this. After closing the door of the courtyard, he could train in peace.
"Chi — —"
His left foot was like an iron plow plowing the land, and his right foot and fist shot out at the same time.
The Three Postures of Xing Yi were the simplest and most profound.
The Three Postures were the source of Xing Yi, and even Grandmasters of Xing Yi had to practice them continuously. Now, every punch and kick of Teng Qingshan was definitely at the level of a Grandmaster. If one got close to Teng Qingshan, they would be able to hear a very subtle sound. This was the sound produced by the movement of his muscles and bones.
The sound of his muscles and bones!
"Hu!" "Hu!" "Inhale!"
Coupled with the Three Postures, his breathing was sometimes short and sometimes slow. His chest was like a bellows, containing a strange rhythm.
This practice lasted for four hours!
Withdraw!
"The ancient environment is indeed more suitable for practicing martial arts." Teng Qingshan's heart was already calm. "After practicing Xing Yi Martial Arts for a short year, the inner strength in my body is actually more vigorous than when I was at my peak in my previous life. It's no wonder that there's a Qinggong like Crossing Worlds. "
Now that he was truly born in ancient times, Teng Qingshan finally understood that it wasn't that 《Crossing Worlds》 consumed a lot of inner strength, but that he had too little inner strength in his previous life.
"Having a lot of inner strength also has its own troubles."
Teng Qingshan was very vexed.
Because he was only four years old, there were not many meridians in his body that were opened. Moreover, Teng Qingshan did not dare to forcefully open his meridians with his inner strength, because if he did, it would cause the 'meridian impurities' to accumulate in the other main meridians and minor meridians, making it impossible for him to open all his meridians in the future.
Cutting off future prospects for the sake of immediate benefits?
This was something that Teng Qingshan would not allow.
"But with a lot of inner strength, I can also strengthen my body as much as I want." Teng Qingshan thought to himself.
Internal Martial Arts was divided into three levels. In fact, each level was to improve the quality of the body. The first level was to reach the limit of pure muscle strength.
The second level was to use inner strength to stimulate the deeper parts of the muscles, allowing the muscles and bones to absorb the energy of inner strength and grow again, making the body stronger. For example, Teng Qingshan was able to survive the bullet of the sharpshooter 'Sun Ze' because his muscle strength had reached an extremely terrifying level.
The third level was to reach the Grandmaster Realm, where one could surpass the limits of the human body and continue to make the body stronger.
After all, in modern society, the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth was too scarce and the inner strength of the body was too little. Naturally, everything focused on strengthening the body.
"Right now, I have too much inner strength to use. Let's follow the second level and stimulate the muscles and bones to strengthen the body." Teng Qingshan was originally a Grandmaster, so of course he knew what to do.
Inner strength was like nourishment, and the muscles and bones were like plants. After absorbing the nourishment, the muscles and bones could grow.
The method to stimulate the bones and muscles and absorb the energy of inner strength was the secret method of Internal Martial Arts. It was also the most precious part.
In the space-time of Teng Qingshan's previous life, for more than a thousand years, countless geniuses had advanced wave after wave and gradually perfected it from generation to generation. Only then did they create the incredible fist technique of Internal Martial Arts.
"Yes, Mother should be back by now." Teng Qingshan opened the courtyard door and locked it. He then rushed to the training field of Teng Jia Village.
The training field of Teng Jia Village was the most lively place in Teng Jia Village.
"Hey!"
"Ha!"
All kinds of chaotic shouts and the sound of casual laughter could be heard. Teng Qingshan walked over to take a look. There were some strong men and some young children on the training field. They were either rolling iron balls, holding stone dumbbells, or practicing spear arts.
Every morning, the adult men of the village would do morning exercises. The rest of the time, everyone in the training field would train spontaneously.
At the edge of the training field, there were some women who washed clothes, made clothes, and did other chores. The women were doing these chores while watching the men train.
"Qingshan is here." Some women smiled and greeted Teng Qingshan.
"Hello, Auntie." Teng Qingshan also responded politely.
"Qingshan is such a good child. He doesn't cause trouble at all. He is only four years old, but Ah Lan is at ease to let Qingshan play alone." The women smiled and praised. In Teng Jia Village, Qingshan was famous for his ability to eat, but he was also famous for being well-behaved and sensible. Children were very annoying. Many people who have raised children knew that.
However, Teng Qingshan was very well-behaved and didn't let his parents worry.
"Mother." Teng Qingshan walked over.
Yuan Lan was sitting at the edge of the training field, holding a baby in her arms. This baby was Teng Qingshan's little sister. She was almost three months old, and her name was Qingyu.
"Qingshan, your cousin is over there." Yuan Lan smiled.
Teng Qingshan turned his head and saw a six foot tall youth constantly lifting a large stone dumbbell. The stone dumbbell seemed to weigh at least 100 Jin. Lifting a stone weight of a hundred Jin like this while continuously exchanging blows required extremely strong arm and shoulder strength.
"In this world, the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth is abundant. The physical quality of an ordinary person is two or three times stronger than that of an ordinary person in the modern society of my previous life." Teng Qingshan sighed with emotion.
"Your cousin, Qinghu, lifted a 300 Jin boulder during the New Year. He lifted a 300 Jin boulder at the age of nine. I think he will be the first hero of our Teng Jia Village. "Yuan Lan sighed with emotion.
Teng Qingshan nodded.
Teng Qinghu, ten years old, was nearly six feet tall. In this world, one foot was equivalent to 25 centimeters. In other words, Teng Qinghu was nearly 1.5 meters tall. According to the normal situation in this world, it was normal for a nine year old boy to be able to lift a heavy object that weighed 70 to 80 Jin.
If he could lift more than 100 Jin, he would definitely be a hero when he grew up.
If he could lift 300 Jin at the age of nine, he would be considered to be gifted. His mother, Yuan Lan, said that Teng Qinghu might be the first hero of Teng Jia Village in the future. This was not without reason.
"Cousin can lift a 300 Jin boulder. If he can learn Internal Martial Arts from me, his achievements will be limitless." Teng Qingshan thought in his heart. The requirements to practice Internal Martial Arts were very harsh. There were many practitioners in modern society, but some small sects, such as the Godly Thief Sect, had declined to the point where they didn't even have a single person who could practice Internal Martial Arts.
After all, it was extremely difficult to practice Internal Martial Arts from the outside.
Only one in ten thousand people could practice Internal Martial Arts, and only one in a hundred million people could reach the Grandmaster Realm. The requirements for aptitude could be imagined.
Cousin Teng Qinghu's aptitude was indeed not bad.
"Unfortunately, I am only a child now. Who would believe my words? Moreover, I can't make it public now. The consequences of making it public … "Teng Qingshan didn't think about it anymore.
"Hey, Qingshan."
At this time, a voice came from afar. Teng Qinghu put down the stone dumbbell. His naked upper body was covered in sweat. He smiled and walked over, "Qingshan, why do you stay at home every day? Come to the training field more. You are still young. Although you can't practice your strength, it is not good to stay at home all the time. "
It was indeed not good for a child to become introverted if he stayed at home all the time.
"Thank you, cousin." Teng Qingshan said with a smile.
"Ah, Qingyu, little Qingyu." Teng Qinghu stretched his head to the side of the baby and played with him.
"Hey, Qinghu, don't drip your sweat on Qingyu. Quickly go wash up and put on some clothes." Yuan Lan couldn't help but reprimand him, "Come to my place for lunch today. Yesterday, a brother who went hunting brought a pheasant. I have already cleaned it and it is simmering on the stove."
"Okay."
Teng Qinghu smiled and rushed to a nearby place. He grabbed the gourd ladle and scooped up some cold water to wash his body. He then picked up a towel to wipe his body and put on some clothes.
Teng Qingshan quite liked his cousin. He had the usual forthrightness of the men of Teng Jia Village. Moreover, he treated him and his sister Qingyu very well.
"Eh?" Teng Qingshan's ears moved slightly.
Practicing Internal Martial Arts, Teng Qingshan's six senses were extremely sensitive. He had already heard faint noises in the distance. Gradually, the noises became louder. Soon, he saw three women carrying a man with a head covered in blood. One of the women shouted loudly, "Quickly come and carry Big Monkey home!"
"What happened?" The gate of Teng Jia Village opened, and many people immediately rushed out.
The entire training field was noisy and chaotic.
"Something happened." Yuan Lan picked up the baby in her arms and suddenly stood up.
"The men of the first and second teams, stay in the village. The other men, bring your weapons and follow me." A loud shout came from the entrance of the village. Teng Qingshan immediately recognized that the speaker was the Great Master who taught everyone in Teng Jia Village — Teng Yongxiang.
Under the command of the Great Master, the entire Teng Jia Village immediately became noisy. The news quickly spread.
"The people from the other village are fighting with us. F * ck them, kill them." Teng Qinghu also picked up a long spear and turned to look at Teng Qingshan. "Qingshan, do you want to go?"
Teng Qingshan randomly picked up a handful of stones from the ground.
"Are you going to use small stones to hit people?" Teng Qinghu couldn't help but laugh. "Such small stones, your strength is useless."
"Let's go, cousin. Mother has sent my sister back. If she comes, I won't be allowed to go." Teng Qingshan didn't explain much. Most of the meridians in his body had not been opened yet, but children had very few impurities in their meridians. In addition, the meridians in both hands were easy to train. When Teng Qingshan first gained inner strength, he penetrated the ground with one palm. At that time, the meridians in his hands were opened.
Using inner strength, he threw stones like throwing knives. Stones imbued with inner strength were not much weaker than bullets.
Of course, Teng Qingshan's strength was still small, so he could only rely on inner strength.
"Let's go. Don't worry, cousin, I will protect you." Teng Qinghu was full of confidence. Holding a long spear, he took Teng Qingshan and rushed out with a large group of people.
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