The Heavens: Cross the World

Chapter 4 Getting Started with the Golden Bell Shade

In the backyard of Feng's family, Feng Ji handed over the package of the medicine bath to the servant girl, while he himself began to practice the five moves of the golden bell cover in a place where there was no one in the yard.

"Master Zhao taught me these five moves, but he taught them superficially. It would be too shocking if I could play them out immediately. I'd better avoid other people and practice it myself."

In the yard, Feng Ji began to practice his moves one by one.

With the opening of the first form of subduing the dragon and subduing the tiger, and in accordance with the breathing rhythm, he keenly felt that there seemed to be a heat flow in his body, which began to surge from his legs.

He moved slightly in his heart: "Could this be Qi and blood?"

At the moment, the breathing rhythm remains unchanged, the legs and feet change, and the fists move.

There is not much punching power to break through the air, and there is no sharp punching style.

But in Feng Ji's boxing, there is a kind of sophistication that is as stable as Mount Tai.

This is the benefit of the system automatically recording the exercises, allowing Feng Ji to thoroughly master such moves.

In the second pose, the two eagles fly together, and the blood in the arms is surging, rushing forward to the chest and back.

With the third type of overlord's toast, Qi and blood circulated in the chest and abdomen, gathering on the face, as if drunk.

The fourth green dragon swung its tail, its blood flowed back, and its bones creaked.

In the fifth form, the Laojun ascended the throne, clapping his muscles all over his body, the blood in his body was rolling, and his breathing became hot.

Feng Ji's muscles were looming, and the big tendons tightened the muscles and bones. The loose muscles and bones were like a shield at this time, presenting a thick and hard feeling.

At the same time, the entire Qi and blood cycled back and forth for a week.

He only felt that his legs, which were sore and swollen before, suddenly regained their comfort, and his whole body was full of energy!
Feng Ji felt surprised in his heart, and quickly looked at the attribute panel.

However, at this time, the column of exercises has changed again!

Kung Fu: Golden Bell Cover (Beginner)
Feng Ji's eyes lit up instantly.

"Sure enough, as long as you have mastered the method of Qi and blood circulation, the golden bell cover is considered an entry point. The next step is to beat the muscles and skin of the whole body, and repeatedly temper the muscles and bones. But before that, you need to take a medicinal bath to nourish the body."

He already understood the effect of medicinal baths. According to what Zhao Jinhuan said, running Qi and blood is actually a consumption of Qi and blood.

Qi and blood are like muscles, they need to be constantly consumed and rested to grow stronger again and again.

This rest alone is not enough to restore qi and blood, one needs to take medicinal baths externally, and tonics are taken internally to strengthen the foundation.

Feng Ji's body is deficient in Qi and blood, and he really needs to make up for it.

"Come on!"

Feng Ji shouted, and a servant girl ran in at the door immediately.

"Master."

"Go and tell the kitchen that lunch must be supplemented."

"Yes, sir."

"Go down."

After driving away the maid, Feng Ji stared at the attribute panel.

His eyes fell on the column of attribute points.

After crossing, he awakened the attribute panel, but the attribute point column was always 0, and he never figured out how the attribute point came from.

The attribute panel is not a system, and there is no intelligent prompt. Feng Ji called repeatedly and tried to communicate, but it was useless.

It seems that this panel is a kind of body data table observed after the vision mutation.

Shaking his head, he temporarily put down the things on the panel and thought about the current environment.

"It is now 1895. If I remember correctly, the Sino-Japanese War took place during this period. It seems that the Treaty of Shimonoseki was signed this year."

"In this way, the Qing Dynasty will soon be defeated. The days to come will become more and more difficult."

Feng Ji didn't know much about the historical details of the late Qing Dynasty, but he remembered clearly the Treaty of Shimonoseki and the Treaty of Xin Chou, which were famous treaties of humiliating power and humiliating the country.

The life of ordinary people will become more and more difficult in the future. Riots, wars, and bullying will be everywhere. It is common for ordinary people to rebel.

Although the Feng family has a lot of assets right now, no one can guarantee that they will encounter rebels one day.

At that time, a local rich man like himself became a piece of meat in the eyes of others, and he would be killed at any time.

Those nursing homes are not relatives of the Feng family, and they may not be willing to risk their lives at critical times.

So in the end, he has to rely on himself, which is why Feng Ji urgently wants to practice martial arts.

"It's not enough just to practice martial arts. You have to find a way to get your father to get some guns."

In this era, no matter how well practiced martial arts are, they are still no match for foreigners' foreign guns and cannons.

But these foreign guns and cannons are all controlled items, and most people can't get them.

Therefore, it is more reliable for ordinary people to practice boxing and martial arts.

"Master, Master and Madam have asked you to have dinner."

I called twice more, and it was time for dinner, and a maid came to invite Feng Ji to dinner.

Feng Ji retracted his fist and asked, "Did you follow my order for lunch?"

"Yes, young master, Madam learned that you need food supplements, so she asked the kitchen to make ginseng soup."

The maid laughed quickly.

Feng Ji nodded, and immediately went to the living room.

From a distance, he could see a family already seated in the living room, waiting for him.

At the table of the Eight Immortals, father Feng Changren sat at the head seat, and next to him was mother Yu Saifeng who embraced her third younger sister Feng Yufeng.

The second sister, Feng Yinfeng, was serving soup to her father, talking with a smile on her face.

When Feng Ji got closer, he heard what she said.

"Mother, that camera is even more powerful than those well-known painters, and the things it shoots are lifelike. Today, when Eldest Sister and Bao'er went to take pictures, it was very lively. I will take you there some other day."

Yu Saifeng scolded with a smile: "What camera? It's a soul-destroying machine. Haven't you heard of it? It's all foreigners' witchcraft, and it will ruin your luck."

Feng Yinfeng chuckled: "Mother, why do you still believe such rumors? I heard that many officials like to take pictures, even the one in the palace. It's impossible that big shots like them will be taken by others. Desperate for luck, right?"

Yu Saifeng rolled her eyes at her second daughter, and said: "There is nothing impossible, maybe the fortune of the Qing Dynasty is weakening day by day, it is because these nobles were taken away by the soul machine."

"Foreigners destroy my Qing heart, it is obvious."

Although Yu Saifeng is a woman, she can say this sentence.

Feng Changren smiled and said: "A woman's opinion, the decline of the Qing Dynasty's fortunes, what is the relationship with the camera, stop talking nonsense, Ji'er is here, come and eat quickly, today your mother brought back a ginseng from the pharmacy specially for you." You boiled chicken soup to nourish your body."

When Feng Ji entered the room, Yu Saifeng put down his third daughter Feng Yufeng, pulled Feng Ji over, wiped the sweat from his head, and blamed him: "The spring is cold, and it hasn't fully warmed up yet. Why are you sweating so much and freezing?" How about it?"

Feeling her care, Feng Ji felt warm in his heart, and said with a smile, "Mother, if you don't sweat when you practice, what kind of kung fu can you do?"

Yu Saifeng said unhappily: "You are really sick and confused. It's not appropriate for a good young master to practice some farming skills. Aren't you afraid that your cronies will make fun of you?"

"You have to take care of yourself in the future, you are old and young, you should go to the shop and follow your father to learn the business of Zhang Luo's shop."

While talking, she turned her head and told the servant girl, "Cuilian, go get a coat, don't let the cold enter the young master's body."

"Yes, ma'am."

Feng Ji smiled and said, "Mother, practicing martial arts is to strengthen your body. Aren't there shopkeepers in charge of the shop?"

"Nonsense, those people are outsiders after all. If you don't understand anything, won't you be fooled by others in the future?"

"Okay, okay, it's time to eat. It's a good thing for Ji'er to exercise his body. It's better than fighting cocks and walking dogs with those bastards all day long. Sit down and eat."

Feng Changren interrupted Yu Saifeng and greeted Feng Ji for dinner.

(End of this chapter)