Physical immortality begins with Bajiquan

Qin Family Shop.

Under the dim light of an oil lamp, Qin Ting's fingers were busy threading a needle, and several embroidered handkerchiefs were neatly folded on the corner of the table.

Qin Heng washed off his sweat in the back room, then lifted the coarse cloth curtain and walked to the front room.

Seeing his sister still working hard under the lamp, he picked up the rough ceramic cup from the table and walked over, his face full of heartache.

"Sis, have some water and take a break. You've been working hard all day. If you keep pushing yourself like this, you'll break down."

Upon hearing this, Qin Ting looked up. The dim light made her squint slightly. Years of working from dawn till dusk had made her eyes blurry at a young age.

"It's okay, Xiao Heng, I'm not tired. You should go to sleep. You have to get up early for martial arts practice tomorrow."

After saying that, she lowered her head again and continued embroidering.

However, Qin Heng was still worried about Qin Ting's occasional, barely suppressed coughs. "Sister, did you get the medicine from Uncle Zhou during the day?"

"It's nothing serious, it's not serious." Qin Ting coughed lightly again, then paused and looked at Qin Heng, saying:

"Xiao Heng, I want to pay back Brother Zhou's money first. Aunt Zhou... came to see me a few days ago. She said that Brother Zhou Ping has hit a bottleneck in his martial arts training and needs money to buy blood-nourishing pills, but he was too embarrassed to ask for them..."

Upon hearing this, Qin Heng finally understood why his sister had been staying up late these past few days, even suppressing her cough. It turned out she was secretly embroidering more handkerchiefs so she could raise the money to pay back the debt as soon as possible.

Even so, the meat supply for him never stopped, and his sister didn't give him the money to buy meat to repay Brother Zhou Ping.

He felt a pang of sadness and clenched his fist inwardly. He decided that starting tomorrow, he would stop practicing boxing techniques and focus all his energy on improving his stance training.

......

Three days later, outside the Songxuan Martial Arts School.

Qin Heng arrived earlier than usual. After warming up, he went straight to the training grounds and began practicing diligently.

[Destiny: Diligence is rewarded by Heaven; success is inevitable]

Bajiquan (Bajiquan Stance Exercise - Beginner Level 290/300)

He practiced the stance training four times in a row until he was close to his physical limit before stopping and resting briefly.

It was already morning, and many disciples in the martial arts school were practicing their punches and stances, with shouts rising and falling.

Guo Man, who was not far away, watched Qin Heng and secretly worried for him.

No one understands better than Qin Heng why he works so hard; in just over half a month, he will be handing in his tuition fees.

For disciples from poor families, this was undoubtedly a matter of life and death. Without reaching the Ming Jin level, the tuition fee was fifteen taels of silver for six months, payable in one lump sum.

Once you join the Mingjin sect, you can pay six taels of silver every three months. You can also find a place to hold a temporary post, which will cover your expenses. Your life will definitely get better and better from now on.

Guo Man looked down at the smooth wooden stake beneath his feet, and a surge of relief welled up in his heart.

Most of the people who left the martial arts school failed at this stage. He was very lucky. Although his aptitude was not good, he passed the test and was able to stay in the martial arts school. But others may not be as lucky as him.

On the other side, Qian Erqiang, who was standing next to Qin Tianbao, happened to catch a glimpse of Qin Heng falling down from the wooden stake, drenched in sweat.

He immediately moved closer to Qin Tianbao, glancing sideways in Qin Heng's direction, and flattered him like a treasure being offered:

"Senior Brother Tianbao, look over there! That Qin Heng has been practicing stance training for over two months, even more diligently than Guo Man, and he even arrived earlier than you, but to this day he hasn't even touched the edge of Ming Jin. He's really nothing! He's not even half as good as you, Senior Brother!"

Qin Tianbao was immediately displeased upon hearing this. He glanced coldly in Qin Heng's direction, then turned around and slapped Qian Erqiang hard across the face.

"Snapped!"

With a sharp crack, Qian Erqiang was sent spinning halfway around before crashing to the ground.

"Shut up! No matter how bad he is, he's still a member of the Qin family. How dare you step on him in front of me!" Qin Tianbao's voice wasn't loud, but it drew the attention of many disciples around him.

Qian Erqiang covered his burning face and got up, feeling humiliated. However, due to Qin Tianbao's talent and strength, he dared not retaliate in front of him and could only slink away and hide.

At the entrance to the inner courtyard, Huang Hanyan, whose hand was being held by Xu Feng, witnessed the entire scene, and her clear eyes instantly lit up with a strange light.

Xu Feng frowned slightly and said in a low voice, "Junior Brother Tianbao has good talent, but his behavior is too flamboyant and domineering."

Qin Tianbao glanced at the silent disciples around him, his expression unchanged. He turned to Cui Daoning beside him, took out three packets of blood-nourishing powder from his pocket, and tossed them over.

"Junior Brother Cui, give this to my good-for-nothing cousin." His tone was full of disdain. "Tell him that if he can't pass the Ming Jin level, he should get out of the martial arts school as soon as possible and stop disgracing the Qin family!"

Before long, Cui Daoning threw the medicine in front of Qin Heng, relayed the message exactly as it was, and then turned and left.

Qin Heng looked at the three packets of blood-nourishing powder at his feet, clenched his fists and didn't move. If he accepted them, it would be like accepting Qin Tianbao's humiliating charity. If he didn't accept them, it would also be troublesome. Although Qin Tianbao was his close cousin, returning the medicine would be like slapping him in the face in public, which would still cause trouble.

"Take it!" Guo Man spoke first, picking it up and handing it to Qin Heng. "Take it, it's not shameful. Successfully getting through on the first try is more important than saving face. You can always return it later!"

Hou Xiaomei also came over and softly advised, "Junior Brother Qin Heng, just accept it! Senior Brother Guo is right, you can return it to him later."

Li Shoutian and other hard-working individuals also stepped forward to persuade Qin Heng.

Qin Heng took a deep breath, took the Blood-Regenerating Powder, and put it in his pocket, but he couldn't understand it:

What's wrong with Qin Tianbao? I've been practicing hard here and it hasn't bothered him at all. Why did he suddenly do this today? He thinks I'm too slow in my martial arts training and that I'm disgracing the Qin family, so he gave me some blood-nourishing powder. Where was he before?

Ignoring the many malicious gazes from afar, Qin Heng continued practicing his stance training.

......

in the afternoon.

Qin Heng stood on the wooden stake, feeling the blood and qi in his body that were almost at their peak. He calmed his mind and adjusted his breathing.

With each breath, everything around him disappeared, leaving only the wooden stake beneath his feet, the surging blood and qi within his body, and the walking techniques of Bajiquan etched into his very bones.

Outside, however, in the autumn air, wisps of dense white vapor suddenly rose from his body.

That's a sign that the power of Qi and blood is circulating rapidly within the body.

In an instant, all the disciples around focused their attention on this.

Some of the more experienced disciples could tell at a glance that someone was trying to gain their approval!

Qin Heng gritted his teeth, enduring the burning pain brought on by the boiling blood in his body. His muscles and bones, after a day of hard training, were already sore, numb and swollen to the extreme. Now, being washed over again and again by the surging blood and qi, every inch of his flesh felt like it was being roasted by raging fire and pierced by steel needles.

But the stance beneath his feet remained as stable as Mount Tai. His mind was focused solely on the stance training manual. With the tenacity he had cultivated over two months of relentless practice, he calmly and patiently continued practicing the stance.

Suddenly, a cool sensation spread through the scorching heat, and a gentle yet powerful force rose irresistibly from the lower abdomen, washing over the entire body.

"Crackling and popping!"

A series of fine, crackling sounds, like popping beans, rang out from his entire body.

In an instant, the surging blood and qi completely broke through the bottleneck that had been stagnant for more than two months, sweeping away all the pain and stagnation, leaving only an unprecedented surge of power in his body.

[Destiny: Diligence is rewarded by Heaven; success is inevitable]

【Bajiquan (Minor Success 1/800)】

Bajiquan (Beginner Level 277/300)

"I succeeded."

Qin Heng slowly stopped his stance and landed on the same wooden stake, but his entire aura had undergone a complete transformation.