Chapter 12 Copper Skin and Iron Bone

In practice, time passes quietly like a finger. In a blink of an eye, three months have passed.

A few days after the annual meeting, Qin Yi and his wife were very concerned about Qin Bing, but when they saw Qin Bing leaving early and returning late as usual, they simply ignored him. Perhaps stimulated by Qin Bing's annual meeting, the children in Zhuang have been trained extremely hard for three months, especially Qin Hu. It is said that they have not rested much and trained hard in the past three months.

And Qin Bing has not been idle for three months. He practiced on time every day. After three months of hard practice, the first layer of his "King Kong is not bad magic power" is also rapid, and there are faint signs of breakthroughs in these days.

Today, he is ready to break through the first layer of this "King Kong's not bad magic skill".

The cultivation of "King Kong is not bad magic power" has advanced by leaps and bounds, and the cultivation of other kung fu has not disappointed him, especially the cultivation of "Yijinjing" has reached the late stage of the second layer. I believe that it will be broken through in the near future.

This season has reached the coldest time of the year. It has already snowed heavily, and the whole Wanliping has been covered with silver, which is particularly touching.

When he came to Wanliping, Qin Bing looked around. After seeing no one, he couldn't help smiling. The next moment, his body moved and turned into a series of dark shadows passing through the snow. There is no trace left on the snow, and there is no trace of snow!

It was the second-ranked light kung fu in his previous life. Qin Bing loved this light kung fu very much, and he also practiced this light kung fu in his previous life. In fact, with his family background, he can completely practice the first light kung fu, but he feels that this light kung fu is more poetic.

As for the first-ranked light kung fu, Qin Bing also has a practicing mind, and that light kung fu is called "Flying Dance". At first hearing this, it is a very feminine name. It is said that this light skill was created by a female martial arts saint in ancient times.

There is a premise for practicing this kung fu. You must reach the innate realm to practice. Even if Qin Bing wants to practice at this moment, his strength is not enough. In his previous life, he tried this light skill. As the name suggests, once it is used, he can fly in the air like a bird, but the consumption is equally great. In Qin Bing's words at that time, it's okay to be handsome. Fighting with this light skill is simply looking for death!

A seat was swept out of the boulder, and Qin Bing sat down cross-legged. The true qi in his body was operated according to the first layer of the mental method of "King Kong's not bad magic power". After three months of practice, Qin Bing's body has adapted to the pain of practicing "King Kong's not bad magic power".

After 49 weeks of running the true qi in her body, Qin Bing felt a bottleneck.

"Here comes the opportunity to break through!" Qin Bing was secretly happy and quickly calmed down and operated the true qi in her body.

With the operation of Zhenqi, Qin Bing's body suddenly shook, and his whole body began to tremble slightly, but it was not Qin Bing who trembled because of pain. Although breaking through the first layer of "King Kong's Unbad Magic Power" was several times stronger than the first pain at the time of cultivation, Qin Bing was able to bear it. This trembling is because Qin Bing's own skin and bones trembled spontaneously after being absorbed with the true qi in the body. It's like boiling water.

Qin Bing's forehead blue veins appeared, and the bean-sized sweat kept falling. In such a cold winter, bean-sized sweat could still come out. It can be seen how much pain Qin Bing is enduring at this moment.

"Bum..."

After such a tremor lasted for nearly five minutes, a slight sound suddenly came from Qin Bing's body, as if something had broken at this moment.

After this soft sound, Qin Bing on the boulder finally breathed a long sigh of relief and slowly opened his eyes.

"Ziyuan, don't let me meet you!" Qin Bing, who had just opened his eyes, came a weak curse from his mouth.

With this breakthrough, Qin Bing finally knew what life is better than death. Fortunately, it was a breakthrough in the end. Otherwise, Qin Bing would run back to the earth to settle accounts even if he was a ghost.

For a while, Qin Bing on the boulder slowly stood up and took out something from his arms, a knife.

"It's time to try!" Holding the knife, Qin Bing smiled and snapmed his arm without hesitation.

"Ding..."

A sound of gold and iron fighting came, and Qin Bing felt that her arm had been bitten by an ant and quickly picked up her sleeves. A small white dot appeared in the place where it was previously stabbed by a knife!

"Good!" Looking at the little white dots on his arm, Qin Bing looked happy. I couldn't help comforting myself. After three months of hard practice, I finally reached the first level. Shaolin kung fu is really not bragging. Although it has suffered a lot when practicing, such kung fu deserves the name of divine power.

I have to say that the aura of this world has played a great role in Qin Bing's cultivation of this magical skill, and the cultivation of the Shaolin Three Classics has also helped a lot. If it hadn't been for the three classics that strengthened Qin Bing's meridians and muscles and bones, I'm afraid that the stimulation of true qi would directly break his meridians and bones.

"Is this the first layer of copper iron bone? Try again!" Qin Bing moved under his feet and unfolded, and the next moment he came to a big tree full of snow.

"Hu..."

Qin Bing's right arm hit the trunk of the tree directly.

"Bum!"

The big tree trembled, and the snow on the branches fell.

Feeling the slight pain from his arm, Qin Bing was secretly happy, and then his left arm, legs, chest and head were tried one by one. Its effect was actually the same as that of the previous life. It was really copper and iron bones, which made him satisfied.

"It's true that Shaolin is the best martial arts in the world." Qin Bing sighed, "The only pity is that the thin aura of the previous life is no longer enough to support the practice of Shaolin's magical skills. It's a pity!"

Of course, there were many masters in Shaolin's previous life, but there were few poor people who practiced the most precious things in Shaolin Town Temple. It's not that they didn't want to, but that their predecessors had told them with practical actions that the chance of success was slim! In this life, the abundant aura made Qin Bing, a non-Shaolin person, practice the magic power of Shaolin Town Temple, which was really a coincidence.

Qin Bing pressed the trunk with her right hand and slightly her index finger.

"Puff!"

A small hole appeared under Qin Bing's index finger.

"This soul search finger is now a small one." Looking at the small hole under his finger, Qin Bing nodded secretly.

Soul search refers to a finger in the first magic method "Soul Search/Fa". Because of the practice of the Shaolin Three Classics, Qin Bing is naturally not practicing other internal skills. This "Soul Search/Fa" legend can find the secrets of the human soul. The soul search also has a few mysteries, which are similar, but Qin Bing is quite disdainful of this, and the human soul is not so easily searched.

Originally, Qin Bing planned to practice the "Power King Kong Finger", but after some thought, he chose to search the soul finger. Most of Shaolin kung fu emphasizes defeating the enemy and not killing people. On the contrary, the magic skills are more fierce. In addition, Qin Bing chose to search the soul finger.

Relying on the experience of the previous life, the soul search finger has been practicing for nearly half a year, but also to the point of small success. With the growth of its true spirit, its power will also become stronger. At that time, with the cooperation of "King Kong's not bad magic skill", it is also Qin Bing's unique skill.

When Qin Bing finished this, it was getting late, and Qin Bing hurried out of the mountain. This time, he did not perform the light skills of stepping on the snow again. When he came in the morning, he didn't see many people, but it was nothing. When he went back at noon, the people in the village had already come out. If you see it, something may come out again.

Back home, Chen Yan was preparing lunch, but Qin Yi took the hunter team into the mountain.

Although there are not many animals in winter, it is a good time to find ginseng. At this time, most people have no work to go to the mountains to find some elixirs such as ginseng to exchange for some money.

In winter, the whole village can also find a lot of ginseng, which is more than what you usually get for hunting.

"Mom, Dad went into the mountain to dig ginseng again?" Looking at the busy Chen Yan, Qin Bing also put his hand on the side, but asked.

"Yes, there is no work in the village. Your father can't be idle. Naturally, they have to go to the mountain to earn some money." Chen Yan said with a smile.

In fact, the reason why Qin Yi is so busy is that Qin Bing went to "Shu Wangzong" after this year's annual meeting, where he needed 500 taels of silver. Although Zhuangzi paid for money, Zhuangzi is his own child. Zhuangzi is not rich. Those 500 taels of silver is almost Zhuangzi's income for half a year. If you take it out at once, I'm afraid that life in the village will be slightly reduced.

Qin Yi is not a selfish person, and he also wants to earn more this year. First, he will increase Zhuangzi's income, and second, he will wait for Qin Bing to "Shu Wangzong" to give him some pocket money. He is really pitiful for his parents. Whether in his previous life or here, this has not changed at all.

After lunch, Qin Bing returned to the mountains to practice and didn't return home until the evening.

At this time, the hunter team has also returned to the mountain to pick ginseng.

As soon as I got home, I saw Qin Yi's smile. I think I have gained a lot today.

"Dad, is there any harvest today?" Qin Bing hurriedly asked his father.

"Yes." Qin Yi smiled and said, "Today, I picked a 300-year-old ginseng, which is worth more than 100 taels of silver, plus the rest of which earns no more than 200 taels of silver today."

The harvest is indeed not small! Qin Bing nodded in his heart.

is also through her father Qin Yi. Qin Bing knows that today's ginseng is not as good as before. Like the previous life, there is no old ginseng, but such a place is not enough for a few hunters to enter. For a village like Qinjiazhuang, the income of picking ginseng is only dozens of taels a day, and sometimes there is even nothing. After all, that ginseng is not everywhere.

It seems that if you want the elixir, you can only wait until your strength is strong! Qin Bing thought to herself that he had eaten a ginseng for 200 years, and later looked for it for a while, but he never found the spiritual grass again. A 200-year-old ginseng is worth dozens of taels. If Qin Yi knew that his son had eaten it, I don't know if he would be distressed.