Achieving physical sainthood starting from Hunyuan Gong

Chapter 18 Clinging to Old Relatives

"What method of training strength? Isn't it enough to just train strength with fist techniques?" Song Shen was stunned by the question. How could Old Feng ask such a stupid question?

Feng Zhiyuan was also a little confused. "Didn't Master Li teach you the specific methods for training your internal strength?"

Song Shen said, "Senior Sister Yu only said to train your strength with your fists, follow your body's instincts, and train your instincts."

"..."

Feng Zhiyuan shook his head vigorously upon hearing this, not daring to utter a single word.

"Is there a problem?"

"It's not a big problem for her, but it's a big problem for you."

Song Shen, observing Lao Feng's expression, knew that they had once again reached a topic that Lao Feng avoided.

Old Feng has his own set of principles in speaking and acting. He has no taboos about what he can say or do, but as long as certain boundaries are crossed, he will immediately refuse in various ways.

"Please teach me, senior brother."

Old Feng slowly sat down, without saying a word, and pointed to the table.

Song Shen immediately knew what to do, went inside to brew some good tea, and served it to the guests.

"The key to training this strength lies in two words: striking and slapping."

"Senior brother, I know what 'hitting' means, but what's 'swiping'?"

Song Shen listened carefully. Old Feng was the kind of illiterate man who wouldn't recognize a single word if his carrying pole fell over, so he always spoke in a way that was easy to understand.

Senior Sister Yu's identity is mysterious, but she is obviously from a noble family. She always talks about martial arts from a theoretical perspective, and her words are always profound. However, when you actually practice them, you feel that they are far from reality.

He clearly believed that Song Shen was a rare genius with exceptional comprehension, which is why he acted this way.

Little did people know that Song Shen's progress was all due to his own talent and hard work. As for these mysterious boxing principles, he could only go back and study them on his own, improving step by step through the power of eternal proof.

How awful!

Why haven't I awakened the Dao Fruit to improve my cultivation yet?

Song Shen was already extremely hungry and thirsty.

Old Feng said in a deep voice, "You must thoroughly cultivate your internal strength before you can train your tendons and strengthen your bones. If your internal strength is not fully developed, it will be difficult to thoroughly train your tendons and strengthen your bones later, and your combat power will not improve significantly. As for tempering your internal organs, that will be nothing but a pipe dream."

After taking a sip of hot tea, he continued, "The Hunyuan Jin method that Master Li specializes in requires the complete integration of the six yang energies in the hands and feet, and the harmony of mind, intention, spirit, and energy. Therefore, you must not only master the fist techniques but also apply them thoroughly. When I was practicing, I followed another older brother, and his method was to constantly refine my energy using a dynamic stance in addition to practicing the fist techniques. If you can master the application of energy through the dynamic stance, the effect of refining your energy will be even better."

Boxing partner?

Song Shen said helplessly, "Where am I supposed to find a sparring partner to practice with?"

Old Feng looked at Song Shen quietly, while Song Shen looked at Old Feng blankly.

"Brother Feng, you're truly my senior brother!"

Old Feng waved his hand, "I'll go to the city and buy a hard bow. I can use it to train my strength in addition to practicing my boxing skills. It will be faster."

"Alright!"

"You've called me 'Senior Brother' so many times, I can't let you call me that for nothing."

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After being promoted to guard, Song Shen had more freedom than before.

Now he can go out, and if he needs to go out, he only needs to report it. Although he still has a fixed amount of money every month, no one will care when there is nothing to do.

Song Shen first went to the weapons shop and bought a hard bow, intending to take it back to practice his strength. He only needed a few arrows, since he wasn't there to practice archery.

After doing all this, Song Shen went to the mansion again.

When he was just a lackey, no one paid him any attention when he walked around the mansion. But now that he has become a guard, even though he is only a third-class guard, he still wears a uniform with the family crest on it. The servants on the street all look at him with respect, as if Song Shen is really someone important.

"Ah...Ah Shen?"

Is someone calling me?

Song Shen turned around and saw a familiar figure standing behind him, surrounded by several familiar faces.

This was where he lived when he was a slave...you could call them friends. There were over twenty people living in a small dormitory, and Song Shen didn't even recognize them all when he transmigrated.

However, he did have a strong impression of Song Chengzong in the crowd.

The familiar faces haven't changed much, but they've aged a bit.

Labor ages people.

"Is everyone... alright?" Song Shen asked, remembering only Song Chengzong.

"You...you're already a guard?"

Song Chengzong was the most surprised and horrified.

Back when they first met the guards, they looked up at them as if they were ants, and didn't even dare to speak loudly.

now,

Song Shen is now on equal footing with him.

Can a person's life really be this dreamlike? To so easily transform from a slave into a bodyguard, not only gaining respect and eating meat every day, but also earning a large sum of money!

"Yeah, what about you guys?"

Song Shen turned around to greet his old friends and asked softly.

"We...sigh."

Song Chengzong sighed, and Song Shen then noticed that he was limping slightly, and asked, "What happened?"

"Oh, I slipped and fell while moving goods last time, but it's nothing. But you..."

Song Shen remained silent for a moment, then could only say, "Be more careful next time; your health is the most important thing."

Another servant sighed bitterly, "What do you mean by health? We are slaves and servants, we are here to do things for our master. Nobody cares about our health."

One of them reminded him, "What are you talking about? Ah Shen is a guard now, he doesn't have to work himself to the bone like we do anymore."

"Yes, yes, I heard that Liu Zhan and Lu Shan are only servants, how come you're so capable, Ah Shen!"

Some people were quite surprised, after all, it was those two guys who were surprised by the unexpected talent.

Who knew that when they turned around, Song Shen, who had always been ignored, had quietly risen to this position! In the blink of an eye, they were still dogs, but the other party was not only becoming a human being, but was also about to become a superior person.

Standing among this group of people, Song Shen felt not a sense of superiority, but rather an indescribable feeling of shared sorrow.

He used to be one of them.

but,

Everyone has their own life. If he received no kindness when he was poor, he will not be overly kind now.

Just as Song Shen was wondering what to say, a sharp voice said:

"What audacity! I told you to go and gather firewood, and you dare to loaf around here? Do you really think the master's food is free? If you're going to raise a dog, at least raise one that barks! Those who just eat for free are the young masters!"

Song Shen turned his head and saw that it was actually Supervisor Chen. Old Chen still had the same stingy and miserly look as before, and his thin face reminded people of the legendary Black Impermanence.

The servants turned pale with fright upon hearing Old Chen's shrewish roar.

"I think you all deserve a beating. Get back to work!"

Old Chen strode forward, then suddenly stopped, forcing a smile as he said, "Which guard is this... Oh? It's you, Song Shen?"

Song Shen smiled and said, "It's been a long time since I've seen Manager Chen. Don't be harsh on them. I asked them to stop and catch up."

Old Chen's expression changed instantly, perfectly embodying the tactic of going from arrogant to obsequious.

"So it turns out Master Song hasn't forgotten old times, and these little dogs are really lucky..."

Song Shen waved his hand, not wanting to say any more. "Alright, I have important things to do, so I won't say any more. Let's talk another day."

Old Chen quickly stopped talking: "In that case, Mr. Song, please go ahead and get busy. We can talk again another day."

Song Shen nodded, glanced at everyone, and turned to leave.

Old Chen kept smiling in Song Shen's direction until Song Shen's figure disappeared, then he turned around and said coldly, "Alright, can you get back to work now?"

"Yes, supervisor."

The group hurried off to get to work.

"Who would have thought Song Shen would end up like this? I should have given him all my medicine back then! Sigh, now he's a bodyguard. If only he could say a word, we wouldn't be in this situation now."

Amidst the sighs, someone suddenly said, "By the way, Chengzong, aren't you and Song Shen from the same hometown? How come you didn't become friends?"

"Exactly, we were so blind back then. You've known him for so many years, how come you didn't invest in him?"

Words fall like snowflakes.

Song Chengzong's bitter smile deepened. What had he... missed?

A chance to escape from misery.