Chapter 13 Head, which senior is Archimedes
At the end of the day's practice, Qin Chuan watched all the old ladies and old men leave.

Today, the number of immortal cultivators has increased.

Now, there are more than 20 people who have achieved the method of entraining Qi into the body.

Qin Chuan found that for every ten people added, an achievement would be triggered.

Through the Qi Gathering Pill rewarded by the achievement, Qin Chuan successfully broke through and entered the Foundation Establishment.

But he didn't feel happy that his realm had improved.

He is now fully focused on the great cause of cultivating immortals.

He is confident that with this rate of increase, the era of cultivating immortals for all will come soon.

...

Under the bus stop sign.

After Ma Dong answered a phone call, he immediately came to Qin Chuan.

Qin Chuan asked, "Master Ma, what's the matter?"

Ma Dong said: "Master, my granddaughter called me just now.

That bald head won't sue us, let's stop worrying. "

Qin Chuan smiled lightly: "Really? Then this matter is over.

But Mr. Ma, don't be so impulsive in the future. "

Ma Dong said embarrassingly: "I didn't know that my kick was so strong, it almost killed me."

Qin Chuan said earnestly: "Uncle Ma, we are immortal cultivators, so our physical strength is naturally much stronger than that of ordinary people.

So in the future, you must control your emotions. "

"Hmm! I won't be so impulsive when I encounter this kind of situation in the future."

"Okay! Then go catch the bus!"

"Okay, we'll see you tomorrow, Master."

After the talk, Ma Dong returned to the crowd, while Qin Chuan watched them leave.

Through this incident, Qin Chuan was woken up.

Immortal cultivation can make people powerful, but these old men and women don't realize this.

Think back to last night's conflict.

As the policeman said, if it wasn't for the bald head and strong body, people would really die.

Therefore, he felt that he had to warn the old man and the old lady to control himself and not to be impulsive, otherwise something would really happen.

In order to prevent accidents, Qin Chuan formulated a teaching plan to train them how to control their own strength.

He intends to start tomorrow.

Back home, Qin Chuan only took an hour today for the original one-and-a-half-hour journey.

There is a CD and a pair of chopsticks on the dining table.

On the window sill, the shirts and trousers hanging to dry are gone.

Pushing open the bedroom door, there was still a hint of alcohol in the air.

Qin Chuan picked up the paper on the bed cabinet, and there were two words written on the bottom.

"Thank you!"

At the same time, he also found several hundred-dollar bills on the bed cabinet.

Qin Chuan picked up the money, thinking about it.

...

The next day, it was still at the foot of Hushan Mountain.

There are more than a dozen new faces, and they are still old men and women.

As usual, Qin Chuan took them to the consecration, soaked in hot springs, and taught them the method of breathing.

Then, he called Wang Zhixing and some old men and women who were breathing into their bodies aside.

Their faces were full of doubts, and they didn't understand what Qin Chuan was going to do.

Qin Chuan said directly: "Gentlemen and aunts, you should all be regarded as immortal cultivators.

Since we are cultivating immortals, it is not only about breathing, we also need to master some other skills.

Next, I will teach you how to control your own power. "

An old man asked: "Master, will you be very tired?"

Qin Chuan nodded: "Tired must be tired, but it can bring you a lot of help."

"Can you become younger?" An old lady asked.

Qin Chuan: "..."

"If you can't, it's better to keep spitting!"

Qin Chuan frowned in thought, and said inwardly, "I dare to love them to cultivate immortality just to become younger, it really makes me mad."

At this time, Wang Zhixing who was on the side suddenly said: "Everyone, don't be so resistant, we might as well listen to the training method of the master."

With that said, everyone immediately fell silent.

Wang Zhixing looked at Qin Chuan: "Master, why don't you tell me."

Qin Chuan thought for a while, and then said: "The training method is actually very simple.

Just cut bamboo! "

chop bamboo? ? ?
Everyone was full of doubts again.

Wang Zhixing asked: "Master, are you serious?"

"Seriously, of course."

Qin Chuan saw that everyone was so puzzled, so he said again: "Don't underestimate the bamboo cutting, maybe you can't even cut a bamboo."

This said, they refused to accept it.

An old man said: "I have lived in the mountains since I was a child, and I cut firewood every day. Let alone a bamboo, even a fir tree that is hundreds of years old, I have no problem alone."

Another old man said: "I also live in the mountains. In the past, chopping trees and bamboos was a common practice. A bamboo is just a piece of bamboo, as long as you have hands."

Wang Zhixing also said: "Sect Leader, even a teenager should be able to cut a small bamboo!
Although we are all getting older, we are all younger now.

Now you say that we can't even chop a bamboo, which is clearly insulting us. "

Qin Chuan quickly shook his hand and tried his best to explain: "No, I didn't mean that, please don't get me wrong."

"Master, don't explain yourself.

Cutting bamboo, right!

We'll show you right away. "

With that said, everyone clamored for Qin Chuan to take them to chop bamboo.

In this way, everyone came to the bamboo forest.

In the bamboo forest, the bamboo is not very thick, and two palms can basically wrap it around.

When an old man saw it, he couldn't help laughing and said, "It's just this kind of bamboo, I can do it with one knife."

Qin Chuan didn't talk nonsense and gave him a brand new hatchet.

The old man took the hatchet.

"Don't open your eyes, watch it!"

The old man raised the hatchet with one hand, took a deep breath, and then slashed down on the bamboo.

There was only a loud bang.

The bamboo trembled violently, and the bamboo leaves on the top rustled.

Everyone was shocked.

The old man was also stunned.

"This..." He had an unbelievable expression on his face, which was extremely embarrassing.

"It was a mistake just now." The old man came back to his senses, and immediately raised the hatchet again.

"Grandma, I don't believe it anymore." The old man slashed at the bamboo again.

There was another loud bang.

But the bamboo is still not broken, and there is only a shallow scratch on the cut part.

The old man was dumbfounded.

An old man took the hatchet and chopped bamboo with great force.

But the bamboo is still standing upright.

The old man 2 was unconvinced and slashed many times in a row.

But the damage to bamboo is almost zero.

"What kind of bamboo is this? Why is it so hard?"

Everyone was puzzled.

Qin Chuan secretly rejoiced.

This bamboo forest was exchanged from the system.

Although it is the lowest level, the bamboo inside is not ordinary bamboo, and it can only cause damage if it is above the foundation.

Nowadays, old men and women feel very embarrassed when they are slapped in the face.

Looking at the crowd, Qin Chuan smiled slightly, and then picked up the hatchet.

With the knife in hand, the bamboo they hadn't cut down was easily cut by Bei Qinchuan, and the section was as smooth as a mirror.

Everyone's eyes widened.

Qin Chuan stood with his hands behind his back, as if he was a tall man.

He said lightly: "Sometimes it can be solved not only by brute force.

Archimedes once said a word, give me a fulcrum to move the whole earth.

Therefore, you know how important it is to control power! "

Everyone was stunned when they heard it.

"Master, which senior is Archimedes?"

(End of this chapter)

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