Chapter 37 Learning to Fly
The morning of September 2nd.
In the yard, Qin Feng was sleeping on a recliner.
He held a book in his left hand, his eyes fixed on the words on it.
With his right hand, he would occasionally take melon seeds from the wooden table next to him and stuff them into his mouth.
"Should we do this? Or should we go to Chengshan acupoint?"
"Is it faster or more concentrated at the Jinmen acupoint?"
"What! What! What! What is written here!"
"It's so annoying!"
Qin Feng's left hand went limp, and the book with the three big characters "Flying Bird" written on it fell down, covering his depressed face.
Feiniaoxing is indeed a profound and light skill.
He could understand most of it, but there were always some parts that felt awkward and weird when he performed them, and he couldn't get started.
To be honest, Qin Feng never expected this.
In those novels and TV dramas, after the protagonist gets the advanced martial arts secrets, can't he practice them directly?
Why is it that here, without anyone to guide him, he doesn't understand anything.
What Qin Feng learned in Chaoyang Martial Arts School before.
It is simple, but if no one teaches him, he will definitely get started, but it will take a lot longer than if someone teaches him.
Nowadays, not only is there no one to teach the Flying Bird Exercise, but its difficulty is also not comparable to breathing exercises.
He watched it all night yesterday and again this morning, but still couldn't get it.
Every time I thought I understood it, I would try to use my energy to jump and end up falling flat on my face, or my legs would just stop obeying me. Everyone has their own ideas.
He knew that this was because of the wrong circulation of qi.
If there was a master teaching him, just one or two words would be enough to make Qin Feng suddenly enlightened. He is indeed very intelligent.
Now, we can only use the stupid method and try them one by one.
Commonly known as spending more time learning!
In fact, this is very normal. If you can master this advanced light skill in half a month, it is considered good.
It’s just that Qin Feng learned things too fast before, and now it’s slower, so he feels disappointed.
But then again, he was impatient in the past because he was thinking about improving his abilities, so reading can help him calm down.
And this feeling of groping reminded Qin Feng of when he was studying mathematics.
The book clearly gives you examples and tells you the answers.
But the process of solving the problem is like a mystery, which makes no sense at all.
At noon, Qin He and Qin Yun came together.
"You scared me to death, kid! Looking at the ruins of Chaoyang Martial Arts School, I thought you were dead!"
As soon as he entered the yard, Qin He said unhappily.
After he entered the city in the morning, he went to the martial arts gym first, hoping to find Qin Feng and see how he was doing.
I didn't expect that when I got there, I found it was a ruin.
When he asked the people around him, they said that the martial arts hall was burned down and more than half of the people inside died. He thought Qin Feng was dead as well.
Later, he hurried to Pingchuan Academy to find Qin Yun, only to find out that Qin Feng was living outside and was fine.
"How can that be possible? I am blessed with a long life and I can't die!"
"That's right! Our brother Feng is a capable man with a good fortune. Nothing will happen to him!" Qin Yun on the side also said.
In fact, when he heard that the martial arts gym was burned down, he also hurried towards Qin Feng.
He breathed a sigh of relief after seeing with his own eyes that his brother was fine.
By the way, the two brothers agreed not to tell their family about what happened in Wenhui, in order to avoid worrying their parents.
So far, in the eyes of the people in Qinjia Village, the two brothers, one going to school and the other learning martial arts, are both stable and motivated good children. "I'm glad you're okay." Qin He patted Qin Feng on the shoulder and said.
Afterwards, the three of them naturally went straight to a nearby restaurant, where Qin Feng treated them to a good meal.
"Eating in this restaurant is too expensive!" Qin He didn't want Qin Feng to spend too much.
"Don't worry, Master. It won't cost much. I have been treating many patients these days and have earned a lot of money. This is nothing to me."
In the end, Qin He followed Qin Feng into the restaurant, and the three of them ordered six main dishes.
While eating, Qin He also talked about business.
"The autumn harvest is coming soon. Your mother asked me to ask you if you are busy learning martial arts. If not, go back and help. If you are busy, she will pay a temporary worker to help."
Having said that, Qin Feng also knew it.
Given my parents' personalities, they would definitely do the work themselves first, and only when they couldn't finish the harvest would they spend money to hire a temporary worker.
Saving is a habit ingrained in their bones.
"I won't go back."
Qin Feng said: "Master, I want to ask you a favor."
"Please bring some money back for me. After you return, immediately hire three farmhands to help my parents with the autumn harvest. Master's family has quite a lot of land, so we can share it with them."
As he spoke, Qin Feng took out more than seven taels of silver and a pile of copper coins from his pocket.
"Hiring a long-term worker? Isn't this a losing business?" Qin He looked at Qin Feng with a hint of confusion in his eyes.
Long-term workers cost much more than short-term workers, and there are three long-term workers.
If they hired this person and only paid for one meal, it would probably not be enough even if they sold the grain they harvested in autumn.
"The main reason is that I don't want you to be tired. If you lose money, you can earn it again."
"Good boy, you are thoughtful." Qin He felt warm in his heart.
He was right about this child. He is a good child who knows how to be grateful!
"But there's no need to hire three permanent workers. Just one will be enough. If things really don't work out, just hire one or two temporary workers."
"Okay, I'll do as Master says." Qin Feng nodded repeatedly.
After finishing the serious business, the others talked about some irrelevant topics while eating.
After dinner, the three of them separated, and Qin He asked Qin Feng when he would return.
His answer was to wait a little longer.
Originally, the reason why Qin Feng was in the city was mainly because he wanted to study in the martial arts school.
Now that the martial arts school is gone, he wants a quiet learning environment, free from trivial matters, so that he can concentrate on learning martial arts.
Otherwise, if I return to Qinjia Village, there will definitely be trivial matters coming to me every day.
As long as he is at home, all kinds of things will come one after another, some are curious, some want their children to worship him as a teacher, some want to inquire about things, etc.
Knowing this, Qin Feng chose to stay in the county town.
At least he has to wait until he learns the flying bird movement. By then he will have some free time and time to go home.
In a blink of an eye, more than ten days had passed.
At this time, Qin Feng had already mastered the art of flying birds, and every day he would excitedly move around in his own yard.
However, the difficulty of this technique is indeed high. After a few days, my proficiency has only increased to eight points, which is still the entry level.
You know, for something like breathing exercises, he could reach a proficient level in just one day.
As for Feiniaoxing, it is still just a beginner's journey after a few days. If you want to reach a proficient level, you will probably have to practice for another two or three days.
However, the entry-level bird-flying is already very impressive. One can jump about ten feet on the spot. With the help of a running start, one can even jump two feet!
The height is not weak either. At least the wall of his courtyard is nothing to Qin Feng.
"Doctor Xiao Qin! Doctor Xiao Qin!"
Just when Qin Feng was practicing Qinggong, there was a sudden rapid knock on the door.
(End of this chapter)