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【013 Meeting Ceremony】

【013 Meeting Gift】()

He nodded to Xiao Shiyi and his wife. He Zijing got up and went around the next house. When he came back, he held a small antique box in his hand. It can be seen that the surface was originally painted with red paint, but it was a little darker after a long time. The paint did not fall off, but was just shiny by rubbing. The box was not big, only one foot square, and there were some unknown patterns on the lid, which looked like some kind of mark or symbol.

When Xiao Yitian saw this box, he knew that his idea was wrong. There was no magic pill in it, but it seemed that it might be something like a secret book.

"Come on, come here." He Zijing returned to his seat and waved to Xiao Yitian, asking him to come closer. Xiao Yitian walked over honestly, still wondering what kind of gift he could get.

He Zijing looked at him calmly, with a strong smile on his lips. He turned his eyes away until he was furious, gently lifted up the box lid in his hand, and took out something from it.

"Come on, good disciple, this is a gift for you to give me. I hope you will like it."

Xiao Yitian's eyes almost popped up the eye frame when he saw the gift, and he cursed himself in his heart that he had nothing to do and that he would get a burden back this time.

"Come on, let me put it on for you." He Zijing put the box on the coffee table beside him, then suddenly stretched out his right hand and grabbed Xiao Yitian, who was in a state of retreat.

"No...no... Master, is this thing really for me?" Xiao Yitian looked at He Zijing pitifully, hoping that the other party could take back his life. However, the reality was cruel. He Zijing smiled lightly and reached out to press his hand gently a few times, immediately making him unable to move, who was secretly preparing to struggle.

Point acupoints!

Xiao Yitian swallowed secretly. When He Zijing took out the meeting gift, he had already classified He Zijing as a common ordinary martial artist in China. He was not the martial arts master he imagined. However, these few acupoints made him energetic. This skill cannot be practiced casually. Even masters who practice internal true qi cannot be able to click acupoints, because the requirements for acupoints are very strict. The part of the pointing, the strength of the attack, and the other party's physical condition... These factors must be considered when taking action, so those who can easily apply acupoint skills without hurting people's lives are definitely masters among internal experts!

"It's my god. This time I've really picked up the treasure!" Xiao Yitian shouted in his heart, not caring that He Zijing had "forced" to put a meeting gift for himself.

Little did he know that He Zijing was even more screaming, "Dear masters are here! I have really picked up the treasure this time!" When he just pointed the acupoint, He Zijing had already discovered that there was true energy in Xiao Yitian's body, and in terms of quality, it should be innate true energy! If it weren't for not finding traces of martial arts circulation in Xiao Yitian's body, he would probably think that he was a rejuvenated master who came to tease him. How could he know that the Nine Heavens Mystery Art practiced by Xiao Yitian was completely out of the scope of internal strength and was very different from the meridian circulation route he knew. If he could find out, there would be ghosts.

Both the master and the apprentice were glad that they had picked up the treasure, and they were extremely satisfied with each other. One was the master's kindness and the other was the filial piety of the disciple. I wonder how many martial arts heroes would envy.

He quietly untied Xiao Yitian's acupoints, and He Zijing said with a serious expression: "Advisor, since you have entered the school, you must abide by the rules of being a teacher. You are not allowed to take off this thing for a moment except when you take a bath. If you wear it for a year, if you can pass the school's test, you will be allowed to take it off." Then he added in his heart: "I'll give you a big size."

Xiao Yitian also responded seriously: "Yes, Master, your disciple will definitely not be scammers, and you will not disappoint your master in a year!"

"Okay, very good!" He Zi comforted the elderly and laughed.

After all, what exactly did he give to Xiao Yitian?

It turned out that what he took out of the box was a sleeveless short shirt. However, this was not an ordinary short shirt. The surface was woven with gold thread, and a needle was sewn every three inches square. Its style was old and it was obviously an ancient thing that had been passed down from generation to generation. The short shirt was filled with unknown items. Although it was just a thin layer, the weight was not light. Don’t think that He Zijing was easy to hold it, but if Xiao Yitian came to take it... Xiao Yitian’s current strength is not inferior to that of adults, but it is still not enough to pick up the short shirt easily, otherwise He Zijing would not be able to force it on Xiao Yitian.

That's right, this is a training suit, which has the same function as sandbag leggings, but it is responsible for the upper three routes, and the exercise effect of the lower three routes is slightly worse.

"Master, does this dress have a name? I think it looks like it is very old." Xiao Yitian asked He Zijing with a grin on his teeth.

He Zijing nodded, "This is the Tiangang Heart Forging Armor handed down by your master. Don't underestimate it. Although this thing is a bit heavy, it has strong defense capabilities. Modern bulletproof vests are not as useful as it."

After hearing this, Xiao Yitian was very happy. For him now, nothing is more important than safety. Before the Nine Heavens Mystery Art is completed, he still had to rely on this to save his life. But then he asked in confusion: "Master, isn't this a physical exercise? How could it be called the Heart-Forging Armor?"

He Zijing looked at him meaningfully and replied slowly: "According to legend, a long time ago, a generation of ancestors accepted three apprentices, all of which were very good at qualifications. He was both happy and sad. What was happy was that he had successors, and what was sad was that he didn't know who would pass the position of the head to. Later, someone gave him an idea to let the three apprentices who were still young children wear this kind of armor and set a three-year period to see who could last until the end." At this point, he stopped and picked up the teacup and sipped it gently.

After hearing the secret, Xiao Yitian became interested and asked, "What about it later?"

He Zijing smiled and said, "Of course one person won, and the other two became losers. It is said that when the three of them put on the Heart Forging Armor, they were about the same age as you now, and they were about seven years old..."

"Master, I'm five years old..." Xiao Yitian quickly reminded him of his age.

He heard that Xiao Yitian was only five years old, and He Zijing raised his eyebrows and felt even more joyful. It is best to start practicing martial arts from a young age, the earlier the better. Originally, he thought that although he was a little older than seven years old, Xiao Yitian's qualifications were too good, so it didn't matter. Unexpectedly, he took a look at it. This young disciple who closed the door was only five years old.
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