Entering Taoism from the womb

It took Zhao Ping'an several days to learn all the characters, and also learned some history.

That day, the eldest aunt invited Zhao Ping'an to play in her yard.

Since Zhao Ping'an showed amazing memory, the eldest aunt became more enthusiastic, worried that her family was too far away from Zhao Ping'an's family.

In the courtyard, the eldest aunt and Jiang Shuyue were chatting while drinking flower tea, while Zhao Ping'an was staring at his second cousin Jiang Huaishan practicing a set of swordsmanship in the middle of the courtyard.

The eldest aunt has two sons: the eldest son Jiang Huaihai is ten years old. He was detected as a superior wind spirit body at the age of three and has been sent to a large sect for training; the second son Jiang Huaishan is six years old this year. He was also detected as a medium wind spirit body at the age of three and is ready to be sent to a large sect for training at around eight years old.

The swordsmanship that Jiang Huaishan is practicing is called Qingfeng Swordsmanship, which is a good entry-level swordsmanship, suitable for children to learn swordsmanship.

Jiang Huaishan was practicing seriously with a wooden sword, and he was very serious and well-organized, with a little bit of the charm of wind.

As Jiang Huaishan finished practicing the Qingfeng Sword Technique, Zhao Ping'an opened the panel to check and saw that the Qingfeng Sword Technique [Not Graded] (0/30) had been added to the [Martial Arts].

At this time, Jiang Huaishan put away his sword and walked in front of Zhao Ping'an, asking somewhat boastfully: "Cousin, how is my sword technique? Awesome, right?"

"Awesome!" Zhao Ping'an immediately exclaimed with admiration.

Jiang Huaishan suddenly felt happy. Recently, he often heard his mother say that Zhao Ping'an was very smart, and his ears were calloused from hearing it. He didn't expect that Zhao Ping'an actually admired his sword technique.

"Can I teach you?" he said excitedly.

Zhao Ping'an: "Okay, thank you, second cousin."

Jiang Huaishan immediately took out a smaller wooden sword and gave it to Zhao Ping'an, and then taught Zhao Ping'an one move at a time in the open space in the yard.

Zhao Ping'an did not add points directly, but cooperated with Jiang Huaishan's childish show-off spirit and learned from Jiang Huaishan seriously.

Jiang Shuyue and her aunt sat in the pavilion, chatting and smiling as they watched Jiang Huaishan teach Zhao Ping'an swordsmanship.

They certainly thought the cousins ​​were just playing.

After teaching twice, Jiang Huaishan stopped because he was tired: "Cousin, I'll teach you so much today. I'll teach you again tomorrow when I'm free."

"Thank you, second cousin." Zhao Ping'an said, half-bowed to Jiang Huaishan in a formal manner.

Jiang Huaishan was even happier, waving his little hands: "You're welcome, you're welcome. I also know a set of Luohan Fist. I'll teach you when I'm free!"

"Really?" Zhao Ping'an showed a childlike surprise.

"Of course it's true! A real man, once he speaks, he can't go back!" Jiang Huaishan patted his chest hard and said, "I tell you, Luohan Fist is very powerful. It is the best boxing method for laying a foundation. If one day you don't have a sword with you, you can use Luohan Fist to defeat the bad guys!"

Zhao Ping'an nodded vigorously in cooperation, showing an expectant look.

At this time, the eldest aunt called with a smile: "Huaishan, Ping'an, come and drink some water and wipe your sweat."

"Mother called us, so we'll stop here today. Let's go." Jiang Huaishan reached out and took Zhao Ping'an's hand, and walked towards the pavilion together.

...

It was late at night, and everything was silent.

Laurel Courtyard.

Zhao Ping'an woke up, he sat up and carefully observed Jiang Shuyue, confirming that Jiang Shuyue was already asleep.

So, he quietly climbed out of bed, picked up the small wooden sword that his second cousin had given him during the day, left the room, and walked to the open space in the courtyard.

Holding the small wooden sword in hand, standing side by side with his feet, Zhao Ping'an closed his eyes slightly, opened the panel in his mind, and then filled up the proficiency of "Qingfeng Sword Technique".

For a while, a lot of insights about "Qingfeng Sword Technique" flooded into his mind, as if he had practiced it many times and fully mastered "Qingfeng Sword Technique".

After about two breaths, Zhao Pingan suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes shot out a sharp look like a sword, and then he swung his sword to practice the "Qingfeng Sword Technique".

His sword moves and body movements were as light as the breeze, but still sharp, and he had already grasped the true meaning of the "Qingfeng Sword Technique".

In less than half a cup of tea (a cup of tea means about 15 minutes), Zhao Pingan perfectly practiced the "Qingfeng Sword Technique".

After stopping, Zhao Pingan thought and said to himself: "Finally, I have a little self-protection ability with fists and feet, but it's a pity that the "Qingfeng Sword Technique" is too low-level and has limited power."

He practiced the "Taoism Scripture" in his mother's womb and learned a spell that comes with the "Taoism Scripture": Hunyuan Body Protection Magic Gang.

〖Hunyuan Body Protection Magic Gang [Earth Level] (100000/100000): A body protection spell derived from the "Taoism Scripture". The defense power depends on the amount of true energy of the caster. The strongest can resist the attack of earth-level spells or earth-level martial arts〗

However, now his true energy is pitifully small, and he can only barely cast the Hunyuan Body Protection Magic Gang once, and it can't resist too strong attacks.

Thinking about it, an idea suddenly popped up in his mind: "After the proficiency is full, I can still continue to add proficiency points. If I add ten times more proficiency points to the "Qingfeng Sword Skill", will I be able to comprehend a stronger sword skill?"

"Give it a try, even if it doesn't work, it won't waste many proficiency points!"

So, Zhao Ping'an immediately opened the panel and increased the proficiency of the "Qingfeng Sword Skill" to 300 points.

For a while, a lot of profound insights about the "Qingfeng Sword Skill" poured in.

For a breath, Zhao Ping'an received the new insights, but he didn't feel that he had comprehended a stronger sword skill.

"Keep adding points!" He secretly made up his mind and increased the proficiency points of "Qing Feng Sword Technique" to 3000 in one breath, which is a hundred times the proficiency points required by "Qing Feng Sword Technique".

A large number of profound insights poured in again, and then a large number of profound insights caused a qualitative change, evolving into a new sword technique with a higher level of power.

Zhao Pingan opened his eyes and practiced the new sword technique he had just learned.

He was as fast as the wind, with the sword following him, and his moves were sharp, with a sense of killing in the autumn wind, and the air around him was aroused and blew.

When practicing the last move, Zhao Pingan's figure flew more than half a foot above the ground with the wind, and cut a thumb-thick branch with a sword.

With a "swoosh", the branch was cut off by the sharp sword wind carried by the wooden sword before the blade of the wooden sword touched it, revealing a smooth cut.

With both feet landing steadily, Zhao Pingan adjusted his breath and finished the exercise. He looked up at the branch falling from the tree, and a look of joy appeared on his young and handsome face.

"Finally, it has some killing power." He said to himself, and then opened the panel to check.

I saw that the "Qingfeng Sword Technique" had changed and was changed to "Unnamed Sword Technique" [low-grade].

However, there was no proficiency displayed after the "Unnamed Sword Technique", which meant that it was impossible to comprehend a stronger sword technique through a large amount of proficiency.

"Let's call it "Jifeng Sword Technique"." He thought to himself.

Under his mind, the "Unnamed Sword Technique" on the panel was changed to "Jifeng Sword Technique".

Putting away the sword, Zhao Ping'an left the courtyard contentedly, quietly returned to the room, climbed onto the bed and lay down beside Jiang Shuyue to sleep.

The next day, Jiang Huaishan invited Zhao Ping'an to learn sword in his yard, and Zhao Ping'an happily took the small wooden sword with him.

In the courtyard, Jiang Huaishan held the wooden sword and said to Zhao Ping'an: "Cousin, did you practice sword last night?"

"I practiced, I have learned it." Zhao Ping'an replied.

Because he was too young, he sounded childish and it was hard to convince people.

Jiang Huaishan obviously didn't believe it: "Really?"

Zhao Ping'an nodded.

"Then let's practice together. I'll check how you're doing." Jiang Huaishan said, "I'll hold back my strength."

"You don't have to hold back your strength. I'm very strong."

So, Zhao Ping'an and Jiang Huaishan each held a wooden sword and practiced against each other.

With just two moves, Zhao Ping'an's small wooden sword was on Jiang Huaishan's neck.

"I was careless. Let's do it again!" Jiang Huaishan said unconvinced.

Zhao Ping'an smiled and retracted his sword, stepped back two steps, and then practiced against Jiang Huaishan again.

After two more moves, the tip of Zhao Ping'an's small wooden sword pointed at Jiang Huaishan's heart.

Jiang Huaishan was still unconvinced, his face flushed: "Let's do it again!"

"Okay!"

The third practice, still two moves, Jiang Huaishan lost.

Jiang Shuyue and the aunt, who were chatting in the pavilion, noticed the practice between Zhao Ping'an and Jiang Huaishan. They couldn't help but stop chatting, and stood up to watch carefully, showing surprised eyes.

Jiang Huaishan couldn't accept the three consecutive defeats, and each time he couldn't last more than two moves. His eyes turned red.

"You didn't use the Qingfeng Sword Technique!" He yelled at Zhao Ping'an angrily, tears streaming down his face.

Jiang Shuyue and his aunt left the pavilion in fear and walked to Zhao Ping'an and Jiang Huaishan: "What happened? You are cousins, you can't quarrel."

"Mom, he didn't use the Qingfeng Sword Technique!" Jiang Huaishan pointed at Zhao Ping'an with grievance.

The aunt didn't believe her son's words. Zhao Ping'an was so young, and he just followed Jiang Huaishan to learn swordsmanship yesterday. How could he know other swordsmanship? He might have beaten the master to death with random punches.

However, she did not refute her son immediately. She asked Zhao Ping'an: "Ping'an, tell me."

"Second cousin, I used the "Qingfeng Sword Technique," Zhao Ping'an said to Jiang Huaishan seriously, "but there are some flaws in your sword technique, and I caught them."

Jiang Huaishan was unconvinced and said: "Where are my flaws? I taught you all your sword techniques!"

The aunt smiled and said: "Then you should practice again, and mother and aunt will be your referees."

So, Zhao Ping'an and Jiang Huaishan practiced again. In order to prove that his sword technique had no flaws, Jiang Huaishan used the moves just now.

Just like before, with only two moves, Zhao Ping'an's small wooden sword was placed on Jiang Huaishan's neck.

Although the aunt and Jiang Shuyue were not masters of swordsmanship, they still had good eyesight and saw that Zhao Ping'an was indeed using the "Qingfeng Sword Technique".

"Ping'an, how did you do it?" The aunt asked Zhao Ping'an amiably, while being surprised at Zhao Ping'an's amazing swordsmanship talent.

Zhao Ping'an pointed out Jiang Huaishan's flaws like a little adult, and then told how he used the "Qingfeng Sword Technique" to catch the flaws.

Jiang Huaishan was still not convinced, and he repeated the second and third sparring sessions, with the same results.

"Huaishan, Ping'an is a genius in swordsmanship, and his comprehension is rare in a century. You deserved to lose." The aunt said to Jiang Huaishan seriously.

Then, she said to Zhao Ping'an: "Ping'an, your second cousin taught you the "Qingfeng Sword Technique". In return, you can also teach him some swordsmanship, okay?"

"Okay!" Zhao Ping'an immediately agreed, and then said to Jiang Huaishan, "Second cousin, let's practice swordsmanship together, okay?"

Jiang Huaishan blushed and said shyly: "Okay."

In fact, he was already somewhat convinced by Zhao Ping'an.

So, Zhao Ping'an began to teach Jiang Huaishan the "Qingfeng Sword Technique" seriously.

His understanding of the Qingfeng Sword Technique was so profound that he completely surpassed the teacher who taught Jiang Huaishan the Qingfeng Sword Technique, and even surpassed the original creator of the Qingfeng Sword Technique.

"The tip of the sword should be half an inch upward, and the right elbow should be one and a half inches back..."

Jiang Shuyue and her aunt returned to the pavilion, but did not sit down. They stood and watched how Zhao Ping'an instructed Jiang Huaishan.

"Little sister, congratulations, Ping'an not only has a photographic memory, but is also a sword genius." The aunt said enviously.

Jiang Shuyue's beautiful face showed a gratified smile, and she said modestly: "I hope so."

The aunt said again: "Zhennan Marquis Mansion will definitely regret it."

"Definitely!" Jiang Shuyue nodded vigorously.

It took half an hour for Zhao Ping'an to finish instructing Jiang Huaishan. Jiang Huaishan's "Qingfeng Swordsmanship" was almost brand new, as if he had obtained the true charm of swordsmanship.

"Cousin, thank you." Jiang Huaishan thanked Zhao Ping'an.

He clearly felt that his swordsmanship had improved a lot.

Zhao Ping'an smiled and shook his head slightly, saying, "You're welcome. You taught me the Qingfeng Sword Technique. Also, didn't you say you also know the Luohan Fist? Can you teach me the Luohan Fist some other day?"

"Okay!"

After Zhao Ping'an and Jiang Shuyue left, the aunt immediately asked the maid to invite Jiang Huaishan's swordsmanship teacher to come.

Half an hour later, after carefully watching Jiang Huaishan practice the Qingfeng Sword Technique, the middle-aged swordsmanship teacher praised him and said, "Congratulations, Madam. Huaishan has excellent comprehension of swordsmanship and has already mastered the Qingfeng Sword Technique. He only needs to spend more time practicing it more skillfully, and his Qingfeng Sword Technique will be ready for graduation."

"Mr. Zhuo taught well." The aunt smiled, and then turned to the maid behind her and said, "Go and get a hundred taels of silver to thank Mr. Zhuo."

The maid replied yes and quickly went into the room to get the silver.

Soon, Mr. Zhuo, the swordsmanship teacher, received a hundred taels of silver. He encouraged and praised Jiang Huaishan a few words, and then left with a smile on his face.

"Mother, why do you want to give Mr. Zhuo so much extra silver? It was obviously my cousin who taught me." Jiang Huaishan said half puzzled and half unconvinced.

The aunt stroked Jiang Huaishan's head and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhuo has taught you swordsmanship for many days, and he has made contributions."

After a pause, she continued: "Doesn't Ping'an want you to teach him the Luohan Fist? You will teach him tomorrow, and then let him teach you the Luohan Fist, so that you can learn the Luohan Fist faster."

"Okay!" Jiang Huaishan nodded vigorously.

The aunt said again: "You should be good to Ping'an in the future, and give him some concessions when necessary."

"We are cousins, blood is thicker than water, I am the cousin, of course I will give him concessions." Jiang Huaishan said as a matter of course.

On the third day, the aunt took Jiang Huaishan to Yueguiyuan.

"Cousin, I'm here to teach you the Luohan Fist." Jiang Huaishan shouted as he entered the courtyard.

In the bedroom, Zhao Ping'an was being held in the arms of his second aunt and feeding her.

Hearing Jiang Huaishan's call, Zhao Ping'an immediately stopped drinking milk and said to his second aunt: "Second aunt, my second cousin is looking for me. Can I go see him first?"

"Go ahead." The second aunt smiled tolerantly and gently while buttoning her clothes.

The second aunt tidied her clothes and came out half a cup of tea later. She saw Zhao Ping'an watching Jiang Huaishan practicing the Luohan Fist in the courtyard.

She walked to the eldest aunt and said, "Sister-in-law."

"Yes, sister-in-law." The eldest aunt turned to face the second aunt and nodded slightly. Her eyes fell on the second aunt's full and tall chest. She said with some envy, "You have worked hard to feed Ping'an."

Zhao Ping'an will definitely have a great future. The second aunt has breastfed Zhao Ping'an. In the future, Zhao Ping'an will definitely be closer to the second aunt's family than to her, the eldest aunt's family.

The second aunt noticed the envy in her sister-in-law's eyes and was a little confused in her heart, but on the surface she smiled and shook her head slightly: "It's not hard, raise it like your own child."

After that, her eyes turned to Zhao Ping'an and Jiang Huaishan.

"Ping'an is still very young. Isn't it too early to learn martial arts now?" She said euphemistically with some concern.

It's not that she is worried that Zhao Ping'an will learn the wrong way, but that she is worried that Zhao Ping'an will get hurt.

After all, Zhao Ping'an is only half a year old, really too young.

The eldest aunt sighed and took a long breath, then said seriously: "You don't know, Ping An is extraordinary. He not only has a photographic memory, but is also very likely a martial arts genius."

"Ah?" The second aunt couldn't help but be full of doubts.

The eldest aunt explained: "The day before yesterday, Huaishan taught Ping An the Qingfeng Sword Technique. Unexpectedly, the next day Ping An not only learned it, but also fully understood it. I asked Ping An to teach Huaishan, but I didn't expect Huaishan's Qingfeng Sword Technique to improve greatly. I asked Mr. Zhuo to watch it, and Mr. Zhuo said that Huaishan's Qingfeng Sword Technique has already been deeply rooted in the true meaning, and he only needs to practice it a little more to become a master."

The second aunt was shocked and couldn't believe it: "Really?"

You know, Zhao Ping An is only half a year old, and other babies are still far from being able to walk.

"You'll know later." The eldest aunt sighed, "I really don't understand what the people in Zhennan Marquis' Mansion think. They actually look down on Ping An."

The second aunt basically believed it. She became more active. She thought that since Huaishan could improve the Qingfeng Sword Skill greatly through Ping An's guidance, she could also let Ping An guide her eldest son Huaiyi.

Her eldest son Jiang Huaiyi, who was two or three months younger than Jiang Huaishan, had already started to learn the Qingfeng Sword Skill.