Chapter 10: Pushing Mountain Qigong [Seeking follow-up reading and recommendation votes]

"The best time to send down the smoke is early morning. Let's practice the Pushing Mountain Qigong first!"

Cao Cheng got into position and began to gather his energy under the oil lamp according to the picture on the book.

At this moment, the door made a slight sound. Cao Cheng looked alert and asked in a deep voice, "Who?"

He remembers.

I was the one who locked myself in the door.

There was no response from outside. Cao Cheng's heart skipped a beat. He stuffed the secret book into his arms, pulled out a dagger from under the pillow, and went to the door to wait.

"Could it be that I heard it wrong?"

"Is that the sound of the wind?"

Cao Cheng waited for a long time, but there was no response. He frowned and muttered.

He went to the bedside and relit the oil lamp, then carefully opened the door, only to see that one of the doors of his house had been removed. He suddenly felt a chill in his heart. It must be the wind!
Someone breaks into the house!

Cao Cheng wanted to step back, but his neck felt cold, and a cold voice rang in his ears. "Cao Cheng, if you don't want to die, just listen to me!"

"Qin Qin Shuang, is that you?! If there is something, we can talk about it! We can talk about it!"

Hearing the voice behind him, Cao Cheng immediately recognized that the person who attacked was Qin Shuang!

"Okay, I only love money, give me all your money!"

Qin Shuang pressed the flying knife in his hand downwards, Cao Cheng felt a sharp pain in his neck, and said quickly, "I only have more than 17 taels of silver, all in the box under the bed. I'll give it all to you, please don't kill me."

"Only seventeen taels? I have no patience left, to be honest!"

Qin Shuang snorted coldly.

He only has 18 taels of silver now, which is a serious shortage. He must get more silver!

Before killing, ask where the silver is first to avoid the trouble of looking for it.

"Master Qin, I really only have seventeen taels of silver."

Cao Cheng was about to cry. At this moment, he was also very confused. Qin Shuang came to his house. Could it be that he knew which thugs he had hired?

"Cao Cheng, seventeen taels of silver are not enough to buy your life!"

Qin Shuang's tone was icy, and just as he was about to strike, Cao Cheng trembled all over and whispered, "Master Qin, wait, I have another secret manual of inner strength, which I will give to you as well."

"Internal power technique? Just you?"

"You're about to die and you still want to lie!"

Qin Shuang's eyes turned cold, and he was about to kill him, when Cao Cheng said hurriedly, "It's true! Last night I met a dying man from the Jianghu, and I found this on him, and I also got more than ten taels of silver."

"where?"

Qin Shuang's heart moved when he heard this. Now he only knew the flying knife technique, but had no internal energy technique. It would be great if he could get an internal energy technique.

"In my arms."

Cao Cheng's hands froze in the air, his voice trembling, fearing that Qin Shuang's knife would pierce his throat the next moment. Qin Shuang had crippled five thugs during the day, and he saw it with his own eyes in the dark, knowing that he would die faster if he resisted!

The only thing to do is to keep him calm and save his life!

"Take it out and let me see it!"

"If you dare to play tricks, I'll pierce your throat right now!"

Qin Shuang shouted in a deep voice.

"well."

Cao Cheng's right hand trembled as he took out the "Pushing Mountain Qigong" booklet from his arms.

"Crack!"

At the moment when Cao Cheng took out the secret book, Qin Shuang twisted Cao Cheng's head, and his neck was instantly broken with a cracking sound. Cao Cheng opened his mouth wide, with despair, fear and unwillingness in his eyes!

He didn't expect that.

The moment he took out the secret book, that would be his death!

"Is this the inner strength method?"

Qin Shuang did not go directly to get the book. Instead, he found a piece of cloth under the oil lamp and wrapped the book. He then pulled out a box from under the bed and found seventeen taels of silver inside. He then stuffed the silver into the cloth bag, cleared all traces, closed the door, and left.

He did not stab Cao Cheng's throat or burn his body, but instead twisted his neck. He just didn't want Mu Yunfeng to associate the deaths of Wu Zhiheng and Cao Cheng with the same murderer!

When Qin Shuang came back, Yun'er was still waiting in the room with the dim oil lamp lit. When she saw Qin Shuang coming back, she threw herself into his arms and hugged her waist tightly. "My husband, I'm glad you're back. I was so worried!" "Yun'er, Cao Cheng is no match for me!"

Qin Shuang and Luo Yun'er hugged each other, took out the package and unwrapped it, saying, "Look, this is what we got from Cao Cheng!"

"These hooligans have really sucked the blood of the people, yet they have saved so much!"

Seeing the dozen or so taels of silver, Luo Yun'er widened her eyes, looking shocked, and said.

"According to Cao Cheng, most of this silver came from a dying wuxia artist he met at the dock last night. He got more than ten taels of silver and a book of internal skills from the wuxia artist!"

Qin Shuang gave all the silver to Luo Yun'er and said, "Put all of this away for you. I'm going to practice flying knives and study this inner strength technique!"

"Husband, you've just worked hard all night, don't practice today!"

"Come on, follow me to the room and sleep!"

Seeing Qin Shuang go out in the middle of the night and practice swordsmanship after dealing with Cao Cheng, Luo Yun'er felt very sorry for him. She resolutely pulled Qin Shuang to the room and locked the door.

Qin Shuang had no choice but to follow Luo Yuner back to her room to sleep.

The next day.

It was bright in the sky, and Qin Shuang opened his eyes. Yun'er beside him had already gotten up and gone to the bun shop. Qin Shuang remembered that Yun'er had told him to wake up and go to the bun shop for breakfast.

"Huh? Your root bone increased by 1 point?"

Qin Shuang reached under the pillow and found the secret book was still there. He subconsciously opened the panel again and unexpectedly found that the root bone item on the panel had become 3/10.
"It seems that this is the result of last night's hard work!"

Qin Shuang said in his heart.

Last night Yun'er wanted to take him into the house to rest, but she couldn't help herself and handed over a few more surplus rations.
"Let's take a look at this inner strength technique first!"

After Qin Shuang finished washing up, he took out the book on internal energy techniques and opened it to read.

This booklet, called Tuishan Qigong, has a yellowed surface and slightly curled corners. It has seven pages in total, and contains seven diagrams of the human meridian lines. There are a total of more than two thousand words, and there are also many small regular script annotations next to them. If you practice according to the methods above, you can start to condense internal energy in three months at the latest.

"Signed. Shilong?"

"Is this the mental method of Yangzhou Stone Dragon?"

As Qin Shuang turned to the last page, he found the words "Stone Dragon" written on it.

Qin Shuang remembered.

Shi Long opened a martial arts arena in Yangzhou, and his specialty is the "Pushing Mountain Qigong"!
He had been killed by Yu Wenzhi because of the secret of immortality. The man in the martial arts world that Cao Cheng mentioned should not be Shi Long. He was probably someone who got Shi Long's secret skills and was seriously injured. Finally, he fell into Cao Cheng's hands!

In the end, it’s a good deal for yourself!
"Although Shilong's Pushing Mountain Qigong is not the strongest martial art in this world, but I have the Grind Panel!"

Qin Shuang held the Tuishan Qigong and said secretly in his heart.

Qin Shuang read it three times and felt a little hungry, so he stuffed the secret book into his arms and went to Zhen Sao's bun shop.

Qin Shuang decided that after breakfast, he would come back and continue practicing sword skills and Tuishan Qigong!

He knew it.

Mu Yunfeng is definitely not giving up yet. I must improve my strength as soon as possible, so that I will have a better chance of success when facing Mu Yunfeng!

Finished breakfast.

Qin Shuang returned to the back of the house, continued to hang the wooden board in front of the camphor tree, and continued to practice flying knives three meters away!

"peck!"

The flying knife turned into a black lightning and shot through the wooden board.

[Skills: Flying Knife (Proficient)]

【Progress: 153/500】

[Effect: The knife moves as fast as lightning, piercing through a foot thick wooden board, and it can hit the target within three feet! ]

"In this morning, I gained 40 proficiency points!"

"It will take another five or six days to master the flying knife technique!"

Qin Shuang looked at the progress of the flying knife technique on the panel and made secret calculations in his mind.

in fact.

He could work hard morning, noon and night, but his hands would become extremely sore from swinging the knife all the time. He had to rest and recover before he could continue, otherwise his hands would be disabled.

This means that he can only play twice a day, morning and evening, and can gain more than 70 points of proficiency!
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(End of this chapter)

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