"This stupid guy..."

Qi Xiang's soul floated in the night sky. When he heard Lin Dazhu's remarks, he couldn't help but curse. I think he is a real man who is strong and does not look like a woman.

"As expected."

At this time, Mr. Lin snorted: "Your vision is similar to a blind man. You still want to surf the world. You probably die at the forefront, and you still don't know what's going on."

"Grandpa, what do you mean?" Lin Dazhu was surprised and puzzled: "What do you mean is Brother Qi a master?"

"I don't know if he is a master or not. But I can be sure that the injuries on his body must be caused by the master."

Mr. Lin said solemnly: "A very terrible master, with one punch, his sternum was broken, and his meridians were broken... It looked very similar to dark force, and it was dark force with a certain degree of heat."

"What?"

When Lin Dazhu heard this, he was dumbfounded and shocked: "Grandpa, is it true or false?"

"What am I lie to you?"

Uncle Lin's eyes turned white and he took a deep breath of cigarette, but he didn't vomit it out. After a while, the white smoke was sprayed out, like two white silk, more than three feet long.

"Although I have been wandering around in my life and can't touch the shadow of dark energy."

Uncle Lin sighed and said slowly: "But our Lin family is also a martial arts master. For four or five generations, they have been practicing martial arts. My grandfather was a hero in the late Qing Dynasty and had a very strong martial arts skills. He was a master of secret energy."

"The boxing script he passed down and some oral experiences have helped me understand more about what dark energy is."

Uncle Lin paused, his tone was a little dull, but he hid a little unwillingness: "When I was young, your great-grandfather returned home. I was still young and didn't get much teaching."

"In addition, in that era, I was not rich in supplies, and I couldn't eat enough to eat enough. I didn't have much energy to practice martial arts. So even though my life got better and better later, I passed the best age to practice martial arts, and my achievements were limited."

"Your father is the same. After practicing for a few years, he can't hold on, so he simply gave up."

Uncle Lin was helpless and felt a little more comforted: "Fortunately, with you, you are really at a good time. Although there is no atmosphere for practicing martial arts now, the material conditions for practicing martial arts are unprecedentedly developed."

"A variety of nutritious meat and many medicinal materials that were difficult to pick before, can be obtained as long as you are willing to spend money."

Uncle Lin was very envious: "If my grandfather knew about such convenience, he would probably die of jealousy."

“However, there are advantages and disadvantages.”

Uncle Lin sighed: "Life is good. Everyone is living a wealthy life and doesn't want to endure hardships. Instead, they have no motivation to practice martial arts. In addition, guns, cannons and firearms are rampant, which has accelerated the decline of martial arts."

"Grandpa, I worked very hard and never slacked off." Lin Dazhu defended.

"I know you work hard, so you are the one who has the most chance to enter the dark energy among the four generations of our Lin family."

Uncle Lin said in a deep voice: "So, I am usually strict and strictly governing, and it is also for your own good. I am just afraid that you don't understand the dangers of the world and encounter any accidents."

"I understand..." Lin Dazhu nodded.

"You don't understand."

Mr. Lin shook his head: "You are not a flower in a greenhouse, but your experience is too shallow. You don't know the dangers of the world. You always feel that some of my words are the old almanacs from dozens or hundreds of years ago. You don't have to take them seriously."

"Now, when you see Qi Xiang's injury, do you still dare to think so?"

Uncle Lin said in a deep voice: "You should know how serious the injury is. The hidden force penetrates, the bones are completely broken, and the meridians are broken. I think that the master of the hidden force should be merciless."

"Otherwise, that Qi Xiang would have died long ago and would not have lived today."

Mr. Lin advised: "The world is very big, but it is full of dangers. You are a naughty man who knows nothing. Just rushing in in a hurry will definitely lead to bloodshed."

"What's the point of leaving some blood?"

Lin Dazhu shouted: "Besides, no matter how powerful the hidden power is, it is impossible to kill me in one go. As long as I can't kill me with one punch, I can escape..."

"Silly, I don't know the sky is high and the earth is thick."

Uncle Lin was so angry that the bamboo smoke pole in his hand had already raised up and was about to knock it over.

Lin Dazhu subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but after a flash, he stopped, intending to take over this pole so that Uncle Lin can calm down his anger.

Anyway, he has thick skin and flesh, so he is not afraid of being beaten.

But Lin Dazhu waited for a while, but found that the cigarette pole had not been knocked down.

At this time, Mr. Lin snorted, continued to light a cube of tobacco, but did not smoke, but sighed: "Dazhu, I usually only urge you to practice martial arts, and in order not to make you too ambitious, I rarely mention the secret energy to you."

"After all, you have to eat food bite by bite, and the road has to be step by step. You can't even know how to walk the road, just want to run."

Uncle Lin said helplessly: "You just don't understand the terribleness of the dark spirit, so you have such an idea. You can't beat it and run away. This is simply a joke."

"Tell you the truth, in front of the master of dark energy, there is no room for you to resist. You are equivalent to a piece of meat on the chopping board, and you can be slaughtered."

Uncle Lin snorted: "Don't say that you can run away, being able to withstand a move is also considered your ability."

"Impossible..." Lin Dazhu certainly didn't believe it, and he doubted whether Mr. Lin was deliberately exaggerating it so as to hurt his confidence, let him know his shame and progress, and work hard to practice.

"Impossible?" Mr. Lin sneered: "That's why you said you were sitting in the well and watching the sky, but you were not convinced. Do you know, what is the difference between Ming and dark energy?"

"Difference?" Lin Dazhu hesitated: "...the difference in realms?"

"You are nonsense." Uncle Lin said angrily: "Tell me, what is Mingjin?"

This simple thing, Lin Dazhu immediately replied: "It is to suffocate the body, stimulate the potential in the body, practice the muscles, bones, and flesh, so that you can mobilize muscles, control bones, and twist the strength of the whole body into a rope, combine the bow and horse, and then burst out."

"This explosive power is Mingjin..."

Speaking of this, Lin Dazhu asked carefully: "Grandpa, am I right?"

"snort!"

Uncle Lin refused to comment and then said in a deep voice: "In a word, Ming Jin is just to hit someone with his fist and kick someone under his feet. But do you know what An Jin is using to hit someone?"

"this……"

Lin Dazhu hesitated: "I remember, you seem to say that hidden power seems to hurt people with qi."

"Fortunately, although your brain is a little confused, I'm glad that my memory is not bad."

Uncle Lin snorted and said in a daze: "You are right. If Mingjin is practicing strength to support your body, then the secret energy is practicing Qi."

"To practice Mingjin, you must practice muscles, bones, and skin, and constantly squeeze your body. When Mingjin is 100% complete, your figure is like casting steel and one punch is equivalent to exerting force in the whole body. It is naturally very strong and powerful."

Uncle Lin suddenly sighed: "But just hitting hard can easily cause physical deficit. After all, when you are fighting, you can easily leave many hidden injuries. It's good that you are young, your qi and blood are strong and there are no hidden worries, but when you are middle-aged, your vitality will decline, your muscles will gradually loosen, and your whole body will be full of problems."

"So at this time, we need to turn the bright force into the dark force."

Uncle Lin said slowly: "Exercise power in the Ming Dynasty can easily cause physical deficits. However, practicing hidden energy is to replenish the body's vitality and resolve hidden injuries of all sizes of the body. This is the reason for practicing internal breath."

"As long as you keep this breath, you can not only nourish your body, prolong your life, but also hurt people with your energy. When you hit a fist, your arm seems soft and weak, but when you get rubbed by your fist, a powerful force comparable to Mingjin will penetrate directly into the other party and destroy his internal organs..."

Mr. Lin looked longing: "Those who learn martial arts are easy to learn, but secret energy is difficult to reach. In our opinion, only by entering the stage of secret energy can this martial arts method be considered a real entry into the house."

"Otherwise, I will be wandering at the door for the rest of my life."

Mr. Lin's voice suddenly lowered a little: "The most important thing is that as long as the hidden energy is practiced to the point where the mountains hide clouds, it is possible to achieve the transformation of energy."

"One of the transformation of strength, practice the five internal organs, change blood and wash the marrow, and then condense the innate qi, so that you can become a saint with the elixir, see that the gods are not damaged, and be qualified to reach the Great Way of Heaven..."

Mr. Lin's voice was full of intrigue.

When Lin Dazhu heard this, he felt dizzy and dizzy, excited and excited, his blood boiled, but he was full of confusion, ignorance and confusion.

He had a lot of thoughts, and after he sorted it out for a long time, he asked: "Grandpa, I have heard some of the secret force, the transformation of force, and the blood-replacement of marrow that you said."

"But what does the innate qi mean when you hold the elixir and become a saint, and you will see that the gods are not destroyed, and what does it mean to reach the heavenly path?"

Lin Dazhu felt like a primary school student. Even though he had been to kindergarten and learned some simple knowledge, he thought he had fully understood it. However, as soon as the primary school teacher taught, he realized that knowledge was endless and the sea of ​​knowledge was endless.

"Innate Qi!"

Mr. Lin's eyes were lingering and he was very fascinated: "That is the real martial arts realm. Whether it is dark energy or transformation energy, it is just the basis of innate qi."

"As for what innate qi is, I can't say it..."

Uncle Lin sighed: "Or it was not clear to your great-grandfather back then. He just knew that the innate qi was the true seed that condensed the inner alchemy and pointed directly to the great way."

"The real seed of the Great Dao?" Lin Dazhu was confused, confused and confused.

But when Qi Xiang, who was floating in the air, heard this, his soul shook violently. Suddenly, he felt enlightened and saw the sun.

"Real seeds, real seeds..."

Qi Xiangfu was in his heart and couldn't care about the grandfather and grandson of the Lin family. He flashed his soul and returned to the room.
Chapter completed!