Wizard: I crush the legend with my martial arts

Chapter 4 Mother in this life
  Alphonse is immersed in the meditation practice of forgetting both things and himself, seeming to be sleeping but not sleeping, and about to wake up.

Suddenly I felt my Dantian becoming hot, as if there were tiny strands of hot breath entering the sea of ​​qi from my abdomen.

In an instant, like iron meeting a magnet, it went straight to the location of the weak infuriating energy and merged into it.

I couldn't help but feel shocked. When I practiced the innate formless magic skill in my previous life, I already had a unique skill, and there was nothing unusual about it.

Could it be that a person who has never practiced martial arts, based on innate formless magic skills, would have such an abnormality?
  But that's not right, that fiery breath comes from the outside world.

Without connecting the two meridians of Ren and Du to connect the bridge between heaven and earth, how can it be possible to connect to the outside world and collect spiritual energy from heaven and earth for one's own use?
  This can't be the miraculous aspect of the innate formless magic, right?

How could I be unaware of anything in my previous life?
  Although he felt something was wrong, Alphonse did not dare to stop practicing his skills and continued to practice according to the innate formless magic skills.

There were no other abnormalities. After the aura merged with the true energy, it only made the entire Dantian warm, but did not make the true energy much stronger.

With the inner breath in his body, Alphonse realized that his energy and blood were severely depleted.

The guy in my predecessor spent all day long drinking, and eventually became weak.

Fortunately, it's not a big problem.

More than two days passed in a flash.

Apart from the time for eating and sleeping, Alphonse devoted himself to practicing his internal skills.

After all, the time was short, and the body's aptitude was really not good, and its energy and blood were lacking.

Now we can only let the true energy start from Dantian, surround the surrounding area, circulate back and forth in Qihai, Tianshu, Zhongwan and Zuoliangmen, slowly warming it up.

Even though the innate non-phase magical power is miraculous, the progress of dredging the meridians is still very slow. So far, it has only been able to penetrate the Shaoyang triple burner meridian of the hand.

Before the duel, it was impossible to penetrate another meridian.

Internal strength training is done step by step. There is no panacea or magical aids from heaven and earth, so there is really no rush.

The duel was imminent, so he could only postpone it and recharge his batteries to cope with the fight the next day.

According to Alphonse's opinion, based on his martial arts experience in his previous life, although his zhenqi is weak, it should be enough to deal with a swordsman with first-level fighting spirit.

While there was still time, Alphonse went to visit his mother in this world for the first time.

Taking over her son's body, she had to go and see, she couldn't ignore it.

There was a fire burning in the fireplace in the room, and the firelight illuminated the room in yellow, injecting a bit of warmth into the cold room.

A middle-aged woman was lying on the bed covered with a quilt, her eyes dull, her slightly curly gray hair spread between the pillows, crow's feet that could not be concealed at the corners of her eyes, and her dark blue eyes filled with deep sorrow.

She is Baroness Marie Tartarus.

Coming from a poor family, they all have popular names like Mary. If they hadn't been given a surname by the Queen, ordinary people wouldn't even be worthy of it.

The grief of losing her husband struck her down.

It feels quite strange. I was an orphan in my previous life, and I was also an orphan in my previous life, but I still have a mother in this life.

An inexplicable feeling of intimacy arose in my heart.

Is this the feeling of blood connection between relatives?

Alphonse muttered something in his mind.

Mia was also in the room, sitting quietly aside.

Only when she is around the Baroness does she show a different look.

No longer like an iceberg, more like a girl worried about her loved ones. Thinking about it, the person she swore allegiance to was never the cheap old Baron Tartarus, but the Baroness.

"Mother, are you feeling better?" Alphonse stepped forward.

Mrs. Mary's eyes regained focus at this time, and she turned her head in confusion. Only when she saw that it was her son, she spoke feebly, "Alphonse, I. I'm fine, don't worry."

That's what she said, but no matter how you look at it, she doesn't look like she's fine.

"The doctor said that Madam needs more rest now." Mia said softly. There was one sentence that she did not say. The most important thing about Madam Mary was her heart disease. It would be difficult to recover unless she got over her grief.

Alphonse nodded, not knowing what to say. The true energy he had now was too weak, and it would be difficult to release it to warm Lady Mary's meridians. I'm afraid the true energy would dissipate soon after it was poured into it. Doesn't help.

"Alphonse." Mrs. Mary raised her hand with difficulty, as if calling her son to come closer.

Alphonse immediately knelt down beside the bed and held her hand.

"Mom, take a good rest and don't be too sad. I will take care of the family affairs."

She couldn't say anything to comfort her. At this time, mentioning Baron Tartarus would only further affect the scars in her heart.

Feeling the warmth from her son's palm, Mrs. Mary seemed to feel more at ease, and sighed, "Alphonse, I know you are wronged, but... alas, don't force yourself to stay if you can't keep it. Although you are playful, , but mother knows that you are a good boy. No family honor is important. Having the surname Tartarus has only happened in the past two years. The most important thing is your safety. You must not have anything happen to you."

At this point, tears fell from the corners of her eyes again.

She also understood that tomorrow's duel of glory was caused by Monica. If something like this happened, she was afraid that the engagement would no longer be fulfilled, because she was afraid that her son would feel uncomfortable and could not bear the humiliation.

"Listen to mom, just admit defeat tomorrow. Mia will protect you and no one will hurt you."

"Yes." Alphonse nodded obediently, and he could feel Mrs. Mary's deep love and care.

At this time, don't go against your mother's words. As for how to implement it, it is not your own business.

How could someone step on your head and not fight back?

It's really not my style not to show off my role.

"During this period, Mia will be by your side to protect you, so let her be your personal guard." Mrs. Mary turned her head to look at Mia, then turned to her son and said.

Mia seemed to have known this for a long time and nodded silently.

Alphonse didn't refuse. It was his mother's kindness after all. Before he was still a fledgling, he did need Mia's protective wings.

Mrs. Mary hesitated for a moment, "Captain Simon is trustworthy. If you don't understand anything about government affairs, you can ask him to help you. When you encounter problems, you should listen to Mia and Captain Simon."

Alphonse was a little stunned. He thought about it in his mind and quickly found the memory of Captain Simon.

There are three decorated knights in the Tartarus family. Mia is her mother's escort knight, and the other two knights are responsible for commanding the two hundred soldiers of the Cold Wind Territory.

They are all second-level swordsmen.

Mother said Captain Simon could be trusted, so the other captain Thompson had a disloyal heart?

Even the mother, who was born as a peasant woman, could detect this, so it seemed that there was nothing wrong with it.

If you think about it carefully, it is indeed strange. The cheap man, Baron Tartarus, led the troops to conquer the monsters, and only suffered casualties of thirty or forty soldiers. As the master, he died together with the giant-toothed demon wolf.

Today's Alphonse is no better than the libertine of his predecessor. He already has bad suspicions.

This kind of internal instability must be resolved sooner or later.

(End of this chapter)