Promise!

Chapter 35, Ming Jin

When we returned to the outer courtyard of the Shen family, it was already dark. We told Qi Chen and others that we would not practice today and should have a good rest. Only Zhuang Jin, Bi Kai and Wu Hao still insisted on going to the martial arts training ground.

After the martial arts training ground closed, the three of them came back. Zhuang Jin and Bi Kai went to wash up, while Wu Hao lagged behind and called Xiang Qichen to the door. He was embarrassed to take out fifty cents, as he wanted to give Xiang Qichen the money for tonight's meal.

Although his family background is not very good, he is still a formal warrior after all, so he can still come up with this amount of money.

Xiang Qichen, who was proud of his status as the boss of the dormitory and wanted to take care of his younger brother, naturally refused to accept the offer. He waved his hand generously, "No need. I know your family isn't well off, Lao Ba. You can keep the money. I'll treat you to dinner tonight."

Wu Hao blushed and lowered his head when he heard this. Seeing that Xiang Qichen refused to take it, he still felt bad and didn't want to owe him anything, so he went to get another small bag of persimmon cakes.

The noise startled Qian Wende, who was lying in bed. Seeing Wu Hao's movements, he called out, "Persimmon cakes? Lao Ba, do you have any left? Give me some too. I'm just starving!"

"Yes, yes." Wu Hao still had a small bag left, but he couldn't bear to eat it. He was planning to take it back to his younger brother and sister, although his father had brought it from home to fill his stomach when he was hungry after practicing martial arts.

His family wasn't well off, and they didn't have many good things. He still remembered the day he became a full-fledged warrior. His father brought his younger siblings over and gave them two small bags of dried persimmons. Their eyes widened. They'd probably never eaten many of those, or more likely none at all. He knew his father had given him all the goodies in the house just because he'd become a full-fledged warrior, hoping he'd practice martial arts well.
However, when Wu Hao heard Qian Wende's words, he felt a little reluctant, but he still prepared to take it.

"Okay, no need to take it. Haozi, you can keep the rest for yourself!" Xiang Qichen took the small bag of persimmon cakes given to him, waved his hand, and distributed it to the people in the dormitory.

Zhuang Jin and Bi Kai had just come back from washing up and didn't like eating, so they didn't order any. Xiong Lei, Jiao Kun, and Lin Hong also just took one to try, just for the sake of courtesy. Qian Wende still ate the most.

If you eat more, you will naturally poop more. After turning off the lights and going to bed, Qian Wende rushed to poop. As usual, he used Xiong Lei's paper and did not close the door, which made Xiong Lei have to get up and close the door.

This has become a daily routine in the dormitory.

Zhuang Jin listened to Xiong Lei's scolding, turned over, turned his back, and thought to himself: "Tomorrow is the beginning of a new month. It just so happens that I have accumulated some questions from lying in bed every night these days, and tomorrow is the perfect time to ask them."

Outside the door, the cold wind was howling, making a quick and shrill sound. Not long after, Qian Wende came back hissing in the cold air, making another commotion. Then everyone fell asleep. He lay in bed with his eyes still open, thinking silently, and simulating and practicing martial arts in his mind.

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The next day, the first day of December, Zhuang Jin and others came to the martial arts training ground. Not long after, a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties or fifties, tall and with a round face, wearing a gray robe with three silver lines on it came in.

Obviously a three-striped servant.

"Compared to the martial arts students whose instructors are merely second-level servants, the Shen family truly values ​​formal warriors. Surprisingly, the one teaching martial arts is a third-level martial artist," Zhuang Jin thought to himself.

"My name is Tang Wentao. I will teach you the martial art of Black Evil Palm for the next month." Tang Wentao briefly introduced himself, called out the names of everyone one by one, and then talked about the end-of-month evaluation. At that time, different self-selected task times will be rewarded based on the level of cultivation and the Black Evil Palm.

Similarly, like a martial arts teacher teaching martial artists, he also had a target: to teach at least one student a breakthrough to the Second Scripture or the introductory level of the Black Evil Palm within a month, otherwise his salary would be deducted. Of course, there were also rewards for exceeding the target. If a student achieved a breakthrough to the Second Scripture and the introductory level of the Black Evil Palm, he would be rewarded with two taels of silver. If he only achieved one of these, he would be rewarded with one tael of silver.

Zhuang Jin and the others had already known about the assessment. Tang Wentao saw that they were neither surprised nor surprised. This news was known to all the martial arts teachers who taught the students. If they were optimistic about the students and were willing to give some advice, or if they had relatives in the Shen family's outer courtyard, it was normal for them to know in advance. He nodded and began to explain the martial arts: "For warriors like us, the internal energy we release is called strength. The strength you are now exerting can be called clear strength, which is the foundation of our offensive and lethal martial arts!"

"Master Tang, do you mean that there are other forces besides Ming Jin?" Perhaps having learned the lesson from his time as a martial artist and not having a good relationship with Ping Yongfeng, Qian Wende asked with a quick mind.

But the flattery seemed to have hit the horse's leg.

Tang Wentao saw that it was Qian Wende, and immediately glared at him fiercely, causing the other party to lower his head in embarrassment. Then he said, "Besides Ming Jin, there are naturally other kinds of Jin. For example, warriors like us, if we reach the Qi Condensation Stage and reach the Seventh Meridian, another kind of Jin will be born in our bodies - An Jin."

"Okay, let's talk about the Black Evil Palm martial art. Martial arts proficiency is divided into four levels. The first level, entry-level, can send force out of the body one inch. This entry-level requires a cultivation level of one level..."

When Zhuang Jin heard this, he suddenly remembered that on the night Bi Kai was attacked, Chang Hetong's palm didn't touch Wang Rui, but the latter's head was sunken: "Now that I think about it, that should be the entry-level Black Evil Palm."

"The second level, Minor Success, can send out a force three inches from the body. Because the Minor Success Black Evil Palm requires sufficient internal energy to support it, the minimum cultivation level requirement is four meridians. Of course, the minimum requirement of four meridians doesn't mean that the Black Evil Palm will definitely achieve Minor Success at the fourth meridian level, but it does prove that the fourth meridian level is a major change. In my Shen family, those who have reached the first to third meridians are servants, and those who have reached the fourth meridian are retainers."

"The third level, Great Accomplishment, can send force six inches away from the body. The Black Evil Palm at the Great Accomplishment level requires all three Yang and three Yin meridians in the hand to be opened up, forming a circulation. Therefore, the minimum requirement for cultivation is six meridians. Therefore, the six meridians will also undergo a major change."

"Of course, this drastic change isn't as dramatic as the transition from Six Meridians to Seven Meridians. As mentioned before, at the Seven Meridians level, in addition to Bright Power, another level of power—An Power—will emerge within the body. Furthermore, the Seven Meridians have already opened up a meridian in the foot, allowing for the initiation of a new body movement martial art. Therefore, compared to the Four and Six Meridians, the Seven Meridians represents an even more earth-shaking change!"

Tang Wentao spoke, his face full of yearning for that realm. "As for the fourth level, perfection, where one can send out energy nine inches from the body, that requires all twelve meridians to be fully connected, becoming one. The minimum requirement for that realm is the twelve meridians, which is too far away, so let's not talk about it for now."

"Having discussed the division of martial arts levels, before formally teaching, I have one more thing to warn you about: realm first, then martial arts."

"What does this mean? Let's talk about the first half of the sentence, 'the realm ahead'. This means that with each sutra, there is a mountain. When you reach a higher realm, the internal energy circulation route will increase by one sutra, and the level of internal energy concentration will be a new world. The level of physical strengthening will also be a new world. It is not something that can be challenged by those at a lower realm."

Tang Wentao looked extremely cautious as he warned, "Remember, never challenge a higher realm with a lower realm. That's courting death!"

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This book doesn't follow a fast-paced path. If I really wanted to follow that path, the first chapter would be about learning martial arts, the second chapter would be about a breakthrough in the golden finger, and the third chapter would be about revenge and murder. That would be the standard three golden chapters, a fast-paced path...

In this book, I want to slowly shape the characters, establish the characters, and lay the emotional foundation sufficiently. When the characters explode, it will be shocking enough... Some people may not like the daily sketches of the characters, because they are not as exciting as conflicts. Of course, I know... I can only say that I am very happy if you can continue reading it, and if you can't, it probably is not suitable for you.

In addition, there will never be any realm suppression or anything like that. The protagonist will be able to break through again in the next chapter and usher in a small climax. But for those who want a fast pace, youthful passion, and continuous big scenes, this book does not have it. You can read other books. Books are like people. You can only filter them and don't try to change them.

Finally, I would like to thank all the readers who have followed me so far, especially those who followed me through the first two books. I was deeply impressed by many of their nicknames, and I feel very grateful. I bow to you!
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