Chapter 25 Hard Training
It was almost noon when Qin Ziling pushed Liu Xiaoqiang back to his home in Anhe Village.
Liu Xiaoqiang had been to Qin Ziling's home before, and had even gone to the fields to help the Qin family during the busy farming season. So both Cui and Yin Ranyue knew Liu Xiaoqiang, and knew that he was Qin Ziling's best apprentice in the martial arts gym.
Everyone was shocked to see Liu Xiaoqiang, a young man as strong as an ox, now with a pale face and lying on the cart, struggling to breathe.
"Ranyue, please help take care of Liu Xiaoqiang first." Qin Ziling told her mother and Yin Ranyue before they could speak. Then he took his mother's hand and whispered, "Mom, let's go to the inner room. I have something to tell you."
Cui glanced at Liu Xiaoqiang, nodded thoughtfully, and then went into the inner room with Qin Ziling.
After entering the house, Qin Ziling first briefly introduced Liu Xiaoqiang's injuries. Before he could explain his thoughts, Cui interrupted him and asked, "Do you want to take Liu Xiaoqiang in?"
"Yes, mother. I know this will greatly increase the burden on our family, but don't worry, I am now very good at practicing martial arts, and I should be able to break through to the membrane realm soon. Once I break through to the membrane realm, it will be easy for me to make money with my ability." Qin Ziling saw that his mother had revealed his thoughts in one sentence, so he spoke frankly.
"You don't have to feel too much psychological pressure. Although our family's current situation is much worse than before, it is still better than those poor families in the village. Your mother has also saved some money for your marriage. With another mouth to feed, life will definitely be more difficult, but if you are more frugal, you can always get by. But in this way, your mother won't be able to give a betrothal gift to a girl from a good family on your behalf, and you can only make do with Ranyue in the future. Ranyue is a good girl, but she doesn't have any family background or status. I hope you don't despise her." Cui said.
"Mom, do you agree?" Qin Ziling thought that he would have to spend a lot of time to convince his mother, but he didn't expect that she agreed without him even asking her to do so. She could not help but say with a look of surprise and joy. As for living together with Yin Ranyue, Qin Ziling didn't even listen to her at this time.
He is only nineteen years old now, and Yin Ranyue is only seventeen . In the world he lived in before, they were still students who were forbidden to fall in love.
"You are already nineteen years old, and you should be the one making the decisions for the Qin family! Since you have made up your mind, mother will naturally support you. Moreover, mother still remembers clearly how helpless she felt when your father was sick. At that time, she wished someone could help her. Now that Liu Xiaoqiang is like this, if you put yourself in his shoes, mother would also feel sorry for him." Cui said.
"Thank you, mother. Don't worry, I will definitely revive the Qin family soon." Qin Ziling said.
"You silly child, get out of here quickly, so as not to make Liu Xiaoqiang worried." Cui said.
"Yeah." Qin Ziling nodded and hurried out of the inner room. Cui followed behind him. Looking at his strong back that had grown to 1.8 meters tall without him noticing, tears unconsciously welled up in the corners of her eyes.
After leaving the inner room, Cui comforted Liu Xiaoqiang, which finally put Liu Xiaoqiang's heart at ease.
Otherwise, if Cui disagrees, or has a cold and bad attitude, even if Qin Ziling is determined to take him in, Liu Xiaoqiang will be living a life worse than death.
Qin Ziling ordered Yin Ranyue to clean up the ear room on the left side of the east wing to accommodate Liu Xiaoqiang so that he could be taken care of more easily.
Everything was settled, and the family, including Liu Xiaoqiang, a outsider, had lunch together. After Qin Ziling gave instructions on how to boil the medicine, he hurried to the martial arts gym.
He had taken a blood-enriching pill in the morning, and the effect of the medicine was still taking effect. He didn't want to miss this opportunity.
After returning to the martial arts gym, Qin Ziling used the front and back of his palms to continuously hit the bag of fine iron sand mixed with special medicinal materials.
This time, Qin Ziling felt more clearly that when he used his palms to exert strength, streams of energy and blood surged through his muscles and bones like waves, hitting the thick skin of his palms.
When he slapped his palms on the fine iron sandbag, a striking force carrying the power of medicine rushed in from the outside to the inside, colliding exactly with the impact of the internal qi and blood force.
The two forces continuously impacted each other, constantly hammering and tempering the skin of the palm, and a trace of qi and blood was forcibly squeezed into the skin. A large part of this qi and blood turned into heat energy and rushed out, but a very small part remained, constantly nourishing and strengthening the skin, making the skin more dense and tough.
Qin Ziling felt the mutual impact of the two forces. Under the impact of the two forces, his Qi and blood were constantly being forced into his skin. He tried hard to consciously control the membrane, trying to seal more Qi and blood.
Through this attempt, Qin Ziling discovered that more Qi and blood were retained in the membrane, causing the membrane to begin to turn slightly red.
"I see! Without sufficient Qi and blood, it is difficult for Qi and blood to reach the skin and hair effectively. That's why people with malnutrition often have yellow complexions, gray hair and no luster. In the past, I didn't have enough nutrition and insufficient Qi and blood. Even if I practiced harder, how much Qi and blood could impact the skin of my palms, and how much Qi and blood could be retained by the skin? In addition, Qin Ziling's original talent was average, his internal sense was dull, and he could not perceive the changes in the impact of Qi and blood on the membrane. He could not guide it consciously, and he only knew to slap it stupidly, so the effect was naturally poor. No wonder I haven't even touched the threshold of the membrane after nearly three years of martial arts training. Now I take Yixue Pills, I have sufficient Qi and blood, and coupled with my sharp internal sense, I can guide it consciously, and the effect is immediately apparent!" Qin Ziling felt that his skin became tougher and stronger with every slap, and he was surprised and moved.
For the entire afternoon, Qin Ziling seemed to be oblivious to fatigue and pain. He used the trick of the Cold Iron Palm to exert his strength and continuously hit the fine iron sand bag , while trying to guide the blood and qi and control the membrane, trying his best to seal the blood and qi that were forcefully squeezed into the skin.
The membrane became increasingly red, as if there was a layer of flame burning beneath the skin.
"Why bother?" Everyone in the martial arts gym shook their heads when they saw Qin Ziling's almost crazy and self-abuse training method.
"Zi Ling, too much is as bad as too little. If you really hurt your bones, it will be troublesome!" Zheng Xinghan stepped forward and said to Qin Ziling.
"Thank you, senior brother. I know what I'm doing." Qin Ziling grinned at Zheng Xinghan, but his hands did not stop clapping.
Seeing that Qin Ziling refused to listen, Zheng Xinghan had no choice but to shake his head and let him go.
"Senior brother, why are you trying to persuade such an idiot? He doesn't even think about it. If he really practices so hard, he can break through to the membrane realm. The martial artists at the membrane realm would have been everywhere long ago. He has practiced for almost three years and still can't reach the threshold of the membrane. It's a waste even if he takes the blood-enriching pills with such qualifications! He even pretends to be a hero and saves and takes in Liu Xiaoqiang. Who does he think he is?" Nangong Yue stepped forward and said to Zheng Xinghan.
Upon hearing this, Zheng Xinghan forced a smile at Nangong Yue, then turned and left. As he turned around, a hint of disgust flashed in his eyes.
Although he did not agree with Qin Ziling's approach and it would be difficult to do so if he put himself in Qin Ziling's shoes, he still admired Qin Ziling in his heart.
Especially since Qin Ziling is practicing martial arts so crazily now, it is obvious that he feels the pressure of taking in Liu Xiaoqiang and is making a final effort. Even if others disagree, what qualifications do they have to laugh at him?
