Who said I practiced the exercises incorrectly?

Chapter 9 He has never made a mistake

When I entered the compound, I saw many men exercising enthusiastically.

Some were lifting dark green stones, some were punching iron-clad wooden stakes, some were being beaten with sticks, and some were applying ointment on their bodies.

Ok?
Is there something strange mixed in here?

Ning Yan took a closer look at the brother who was being beaten. His exposed upper body was all red, and the wooden strips made of iron core wood were cracked. It was painful just by looking at it.

Is this also some kind of special practice method?

Seeing Ning Yan looking at those men, Zhao Ming had almost calmed down by now, and immediately started to introduce:

“The apprentices here have paid tuition just like you, and have just started practicing. They have not yet developed their inner breath, so they are all concentrated in the outer courtyard.

After you have cultivated your inner breath, you can enter the inner courtyard to prepare for entering the Yuan Qi realm. It is also the gathering place for would-be warriors. "

As he spoke, Zhao Ming led Ning Yan into the inner courtyard.

The number of people in the inner courtyard is much smaller than that in the outer courtyard, only about one-tenth. Looking around, there are only about a dozen people, but each of them has a much stronger aura than those in the outer courtyard, and their bodies are also much stronger.

Unlike the outer courtyard, people in the inner courtyard no longer just exercise their bodies, but are more focused on breathing, meditation, and contemplation. The atmosphere here is completely different from that of the outer courtyard.

Ning Yan followed Zhao Ming forward, looking around with curiosity.

"Bang" sound.

The sound of a cup breaking suddenly came from the small courtyard ahead.

This was followed by a full-throated and angry rebuke:
"You useless bastards. I haven't found anyone after searching for so long. What use do I have for you?!"

Then came the hesitant and humble voice of a middle-aged man explaining.

Because the sound was too soft, no one outside could hear it clearly.

Ning Yan and Zhao Ming wisely stopped and waited for the turmoil inside to pass.

Soon, a tall and strong figure in a black robe walked out of the courtyard.

This man had a shiny forehead, very light eyebrows, and a face full of flesh. He looked like a very vicious and evil person. He would probably scare children to tears when he walked by.

But now he had a sad face, his clothes were wet, and he looked quite embarrassed.

After seeing this person, Ning Yan couldn't help but be very surprised.

Because this man is the leader of the Black Wolf Gang, Duan Ning.

To the people in Heishui Hutong, Zhang Shuo, the leader of the Black Wolf Gang, is almost the most powerful person they can come into contact with. The helmsman who ranks above the leader is even more of a big shot who is hard to find.

As for the leader of the entire Black Wolf Gang, Duan Ning, he is an untouchable giant who only exists in rumors.

But now this giant was being trained like a grandson by the Yuanshi of Xiao Yuanmen and he dared not resist at all.

This is the power of a warrior in the Violent Qi Realm!

Ning Yan had never felt the status of a high-level warrior so clearly.

A strong fighting spirit immediately rose in his heart.

With his extraordinary comprehension and strong adaptability, he will surely be able to enter the realm of violent energy in due time!
Even the Violent Realm is far from his end!

Ning Yan gathered his mind and followed Zhao Ming who was leading the way, walked through the moon gate and entered the courtyard.

The courtyard is quiet and peaceful, with lush vegetation all around. The ground is paved with blue bricks with faint wet marks on them. An honest young man in training clothes is cleaning up porcelain fragments.

Near the young man was a red square wooden table. In addition to a teapot, there were more braised beef, mutton, and some other unknown meats on the table.

Sitting on the gamboge chair next to the wooden table was a tall and strong old man with a ruddy face. At the moment, he was biting a piece of meat angrily, as if venting his dissatisfaction and anger.

There was also a little girl about eleven or twelve years old fanning him with a fan.

Thus, Ning Yan knew that the old man in front of him was the leader of Xiao Yuan Sect, the martial artist in the violent state who was respected as Yuan Master by everyone and who single-handedly raised the housing prices of the entire street, Yuan Tianhuan.

"Master, I've brought someone new here."

Zhao Ming spoke carelessly.

"Boy Ning Yan, meet the Yuan Master!"

Ning Yan immediately stepped forward and bowed.

Yuan Tianhuan swallowed the meat in his mouth, sucked his fingers, took the tissue handed to him by the little girl, wiped his hands, and said indifferently:

"It's actually internal energy, and the aura is quite faint. It should have been practiced not long ago. Why did you think of coming to me to learn martial arts?" Ning Yan was shocked. He didn't expect that Master Yuan's eyesight was so sharp that he could see through his background at a glance.

He was about to explain, but Yuan Tianhuan waved his hand and said:
"Forget it, I have no intention of asking, they are all the same old excuses anyway.

There are quite a few people who come to me to learn internal energy from martial arts. I don’t care what you learned before.

Anyway, I've taken the money, and I'll teach you what you need to teach. Whether you can learn it or not is up to you."

Ning Yan heaved a sigh of relief after hearing this.

He could see that this Yuanshi had a very frank and straightforward temper, and was not as difficult to talk to as he had imagined.

"Huan'er, get him some clothes, and a copy of the Iron Body Skill."

"Got it, Grandpa Yuan."

Huan'er put down the round fan with a landscape painting on it, and ran into the inner room. She soon came back with a set of folded training clothes in her hands, on which was a thin gray book.

"First, read the book carefully twice, and then ask me if there is anything you don't understand."

Ning Yan took the clothes and the book and said hesitantly:
"Um, Master Yuan, I can't read, I can't understand this book."

Master Yuan raised his eyebrows, quite surprised:
"Can't read?"

"It's a big disadvantage for a warrior to not know how to read. If you kill someone and steal the secret manual one day, you can't go around looking for someone to help translate it, right?"

Ning Yan was immediately filled with shame, and he decided to go back and find a teacher to teach him how to recognize all the characters as soon as possible.

"Well, since you can't read, take this manuscript first. I will explain it to you from the beginning reluctantly. If you still can't learn it, you can't blame me."

"Thank you for your guidance, Master Yuan!"

Under Yuan Tianhuan's instruction, Ning Yan immediately began his first training session after becoming his apprentice.

The content of "Iron Body Kung Fu" is not much and it is very simple to understand. According to Yuan Tianhuan's teaching method, it only took less than half an hour to explain the general outline and the first two chapters.

As for the last three chapters, Yuan Tianhuan just mentioned them casually without explaining them in detail to prevent him from being too ambitious and eager for quick success.

Ning Yan wanted to say that it would be fine even if he taught him everything, but it was only his first day, so he had to keep a low profile.

So he followed Huan'er to get the ointment needed to practice the "Iron Body Skill".

Seeing Ning Yan leave, the simple and honest young man who had been silent all this time said with emotion:
"Brother Ning's comprehension is really high. It took me nearly a month to fully comprehend the first two chapters, but he only took less than half an hour. It seems that he will be able to transform into Yuan Qi soon and become my junior brother."

"Fourth Brother, this is hard to say."

Zhao Ming chuckled:
“He understands quickly because he has already developed his inner energy and can be considered a quasi-martial artist. Of course, it is easier for him to understand the content of the technique than ordinary people.

But just because it is easy to understand does not mean it is easy to generate vital energy. There are so many would-be warriors coming and going in the inner courtyard, and many of them have mastered the inner breath and started practicing, but how many of them have finally passed that level?"

Fourth brother Meng Kun smiled innocently:
"I'm quite optimistic about him. Maybe he can master it in another week."

Zhao Ming curled his lips and looked at Yuan Tianhuan:

"Master, what do you think? How long will it take for that little brother Ning to regain his vitality?"

"Based on his level, I estimate it will take at least a month."

Yuan Tianhuan broke the braised beef and said without raising his head.

Zhao Ming seemed to have obtained evidence, and showed off to Meng Kun with a proud face:
"Look, look, Master said it would take at least a month. He has never made a mistake."

As he was speaking, Huan'er suddenly ran in, her little face flushed red.

"what happened?"

Zhao Ming asked curiously.

Huan'er took a breath, still in shock, and said:

"He, he has mastered his energy!"

"Who?"

"Ning Yan."

"What did you say?!"

The three people in the courtyard were suddenly shocked.

(End of this chapter)