Chapter 332
"little mouse?"

Chi Qiaosong immediately said happily: "Come on, second uncle, give me a punch!"

The second uncle knew that Ikehashisong was powerful, so he gathered all his strength and punched hard, and was caught by Ikehashisong's single palm to feel the strength.

Then he frowned slightly.

The second uncle immediately became nervous: "What's the matter, Xiao Song, isn't my strength Mingjin? I didn't train it right, I didn't train it to be a wrestler, right?"

"Second Uncle, don't worry." Ikehashi Song reassured, "It is indeed Ming Jin."

"Hey, I was scared to death, I thought I was happy for nothing." The second uncle was obviously relieved, and then grinned, "Hey, I still have some martial arts talent, right? If I practiced martial arts when I was young, Maybe I can become a strongman without eating the natural materials and earthly treasures you gave me!"

After Second Uncle's excitement passed, Ikehashimatsu continued: "But Second Uncle, you are so bright, some... are too weak, or broken."

"what?"

"For a normal warrior to advance to a strongman, Ming Jin grows from the limbs and bones, so there is no Ming Jin that swims like a mouse. Second uncle, you are old, even if your physique is improved by Tiancaidibao, you still have defects. Ming Jin can't penetrate the whole body, so it runs intermittently like a little mouse."

The second uncle was stunned: "Then I, that, this..."

"It's okay, Second Uncle. Although your current standard is not up to the perfect body of a wrestler, after all, half a foot has stepped into the threshold of a wrestler. If you practice martial arts for a long time in the future, you may be able to gradually understand the strength and become a real wrestler."

"Xiao Song, it means that the second uncle is not a strong man now, but a little strong man?"

"I prefer to call it a half-step wrestler."

The second uncle was a little bit disappointed, but soon cheered up: "No matter what you say, I am already a warrior, and three or five strong men can't get close to me, that's enough!"

"Well, I will teach you a set of "Tiger's Great Fist" later, to help you lay the foundation for your strength."

The second uncle happily accepted it, and Chi Qiaosong added: "In addition, I will pass on another qigong "Zixia Qingchen" to you. Maybe you can take this opportunity to warm up your qi."

The second uncle smiled even brighter: "That's a good thing!"

"Anyway, second uncle, come on."

For the second uncle's situation, it was the first time that Ikehashimatsu encountered it. Apart from lamenting the age limit of martial arts, he had no better way to help the second uncle.

Only take one step at a time.

However, regarding the second uncle's situation, he still pondered the reason in detail.

In his opinion, the reason why martial arts practice has an age limit is like the differentiation of stem cells in biology.

In the embryonic stage of organisms, stem cells can differentiate into various tissue cells, but once differentiated, they cannot continue to differentiate and renew; after organisms become adults, there are only a small number of stem cells in the body, such as hematopoietic stem cells, which can barely continue to differentiate , other tissue cells have been finalized.

Warriors are roughly similar to this.

Before the age of 25, the body has the same potential as stem cells, and practicing martial arts is very likely to breed bright energy, or warm up a mouthful of qi.

But after the age of 25, this potential is fully differentiated like stem cells.

Under normal circumstances, no matter how much you practice, you can't breed bright energy and cultivate a mouthful of qi.

In the case of the second uncle, under the stimulation of Wutongzi, the residual potential of hematopoietic stem cells may be activated, so he has the opportunity to touch martial arts.

It's just that the potential is incomplete after all, so there is such incomplete strength in the second uncle's body.

"This kind of potential is recorded in the classics of the Taoist lineage, and it is called the source." Ikehashimatsu recalled the books he had read, "Babies come from the mother's body, and the soul is born in the source, but with the intake of five grains, , the acquired turbidity gradually replaces the innate source, and as time goes on, the source no longer exists."

Similar statements have not been recognized by the scientific community in Daxia.

Because before the age of 15, the origin is still vigorous, but practicing martial arts will not produce results, but will damage the foundation of the body, which does not conform to the hypothesis of exuberant origin.

In fact, human beings practice martial arts, and there is only a golden time of ten years between the ages of 15 and 25.

If it is too early, it will hurt the body, and if it is too late, it will not be effective.

Some scientists and martial arts masters tried to explain: "Strength and a breath of energy are both powerful forces. Children before the age of 15 have not grown up well and cannot bear the blessing of this kind of power."

Even a lot of related papers have been published, but there is still no actual argument.

A few decades ago, when science and technology were just beginning to take off, all major colleges and universities set up "Martial Arts", thinking that it was the same basic science as physical chemistry.

However, technological means cannot even detect spiritual energy, and "Martial Arts" naturally declined accordingly.

"Second uncle."

"Ok?"

"You still have to practice hard when you go back, and it's best not to tell others about the things you've practiced that are broken and bright... If scientists find out about your situation, they will probably drag you into being a guinea pig."

Ike Hashimatsu deliberately made alarmist remarks.

It is indeed rare for the second uncle to break through wrestling in his 30s, but similar examples are not necessarily uncommon in Daxia.

After all, he can get such rare and exotic fruits as phoenix tree, and so can others—spiritual roots like phoenix phoenix tree grow naturally, so it is not surprising that anyone can get it.

The second uncle heard this, and shook his head quickly: "Then I won't say it, even if I'm killed! I've heard people say that many scientists who study martial arts directly use evil cultivators to disembowel them alive for research!"

Ikehashi Matsu has heard a lot about related claims.

And he also believes that this statement may not be untrue. Scientists must want to solve the mystery of martial arts, and using Xiexiu as a guinea pig is also the meaning of the question.

At least scientific research institutions do not do little research on evil spirits - the black market sells and sells evil spirit corpses, all under the guise of scientific research institutions.

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The second uncle was intimidated by Ike Hashimatsu's remarks about the mouse.

Originally, he wanted to hold a promotion banquet for Zhang Luo to show off in front of relatives and friends, but now he no longer has such an idea, and he doesn't even plan to reveal it to the second aunt who is next to him.

However, being promoted to a wrestler changed the second uncle's temperament.

When eating at night, Father Chi immediately noticed this: "Second son is now on the shelf, and at first glance he looks like a boss, and he is much calmer than before."

The second uncle half-truthfully replied: "Brother, I've figured it out now, our Xiaosong is destined to become a big shot, and as elders, we can't lower ourselves, there's no need to join in those fun."

The little uncle touched a glass of wine with Father Chi and said, "Second Brother, you are right to think this way, not to say that our family has to pretend to be noble, but to reach this level, you have to raise the threshold.

Otherwise, those nonsense things will bore you to death.

Take this year as an example, people who give gifts to their homes have never stopped. Do you want to help or not?If you help our family, you have to pay a lot of favors to go in. If you don't help, you don't know how many times you will be poked in the spine.

So the best way is to put up your shelf and keep all these troubles out of the door. "

The sister-in-law immediately followed suit: "Yixiang is right!"

Father Chi also agreed: "Indeed, it's right to be less involved in personal affairs, but you should also take care of what you need to help with in official affairs. It's like the hard labor in the village. Xiaosong, you helped solve the problem, and the whole village praises you. "

Chi Qiaosong put down the bowls and chopsticks, and gave Chi's father a compliment: "My dad has always been clear about right and wrong. Anyway, there is dad at home, so I won't bother."

Father Chi was complacent in his heart, but said lightly on his face: "You are still young, and you have only been in the society for a few years. No matter what I say about human relations, I will eat more than you for a few years."

Chi's mother said: "Don't look at your dad who deals with mud every day and has no culture. In fact, your dad is a showman."

The little uncle echoed: "Brother is in charge of the family, so there must be nothing to say."

Seeing this, the second aunt flattered her, not to be outdone, and said, "I don't feel at ease when someone else is in charge of the house, but I can rest assured that my elder brother is in charge of the house!"

When the sister-in-law heard the words, she rolled her eyes at her: "Big brother, second brother, Yixiang, I don't worry whoever runs the house."

Second Aunt snorted.

Father Chi coughed and said, "Okay, whoever is in charge of the house or not is a family that clearly distinguishes what they are doing. Yixiang runs a medicine store, and the second son is out of favor. I will watch Chijiashan and manage my life well. "

The second uncle smiled and said, "Listen to elder brother."

Father Chi continued: "What do people say, it is difficult for a poor family to have a noble son, and now our family has the conditions. Xiaosong will not need us to think about it in the future, but my family's Qiaowu and Qiaodong, the second son's family's Qiaoshui and Qiaowei, and Yixiang's family Moshan, ink, and Mo poetry must be cultivated well, and girls must also study hard."

The little uncle said with emotion: "Yes, we will have no regrets in this life if we train the next generation."

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