Chapter 4: Zhao Family Training Technique
Time flies so fast that in another week, the Martial Arts Academy will start.
Yang Yi was thinking about how to practice his strength and was preparing to go to the martial arts building again to see if there were any secrets in this area.
He was about to go out that day when several guests unexpectedly came outside the courtyard.
"Sister, brother-in-law, why are you here? Please come inside!"
There were two young men and women standing at the door. Between them, there was a little boy of five or six years old, who was so cute and very likable. Behind the three were two carriages and several servants were moving things down from the carriage.
The young man is twenty-four, five years old, tall and thin, with a white face, thick eyebrows and square face, and a handsome appearance. He is wearing a scholarly shirt, a scholar's scarf tied around his head, and a scholarly spirit all over his body. He can tell at a glance that he is a scholarly husband who is studying.
The woman is twenty-one and two years old, dignified and beautiful, and heroic. Her hair is tied on top of her head, with a bead hairpin on it.
Seeing Yang Yi, the woman stepped forward, grabbed Yang Yi's right ear, pointed at his nose and cursed: "Okay, Yang Yi, you are getting more and more courageous, right? You don't go home during the Chinese New Year, and don't send a message to your home. It's a waste of worry. If you don't go back, don't go back. Don't you know how to go to my house for the New Year? Will my Yang Xiuyun be your sister after getting married?"
This heroic young woman is Yang Yi’s sister Yang Xiuyun, who was once a disciple of Changshan Martial Arts Academy.
Yang Xiuyun's talent is also average. He studied in the Martial Arts Academy for three years and stayed in the Martial Arts camp for two years. At the age of fifteen, he reached the seventh level of the Body Refining Realm. He was still two small realms away from the introductory assessment standards for Lingyun Sect to recruit disciples. He regretted leaving.
Yang Xiuyun was unwilling to return to Changshan Town to waste time. It happened that his father Yang Xuanlin and the city lord Zhao Yunfeng had a good relationship. Zhao Yunfeng's second son Zhao Huazhang was unmarried at that time, and the two were of the same age. So the two married and formed a family.
The Zhao family is the largest clan in Changshan City and the only one-star family, with huge power. With this relationship, Zhao Yunfeng also obtained the position of the ninth-rank Wudu Head of Changshan Town for Yang Xuanlin.
Yang Yi was grabbed by his sister and immediately begged for forgiveness: "Sister, I know I was wrong. Isn't this impossible? For a while, the martial arts camp will be assessed. I was worried that I would not pass the assessment, so I didn't go home and practiced martial arts in the Martial Arts Academy."
My brother-in-law Zhao Huazhang, who was standing beside him, looked at his brother-in-law Yang Yi sympathetically. It seemed that he had been often tugged in his ears.
"Uncle, uncle, you haven't played with Xiaohu for a long time. How about playing with Xiaohu today?"
The little boy next to him, grabbed Yang Yi's big hand and shook it.
Only then did Yang Yi escape from his sister's clutch and took advantage of the situation to pick up his nephew Zhao Xiaohu.
"Okay, my uncle did nothing today, just play with Xiaohu."
Yang Xiuyun directed the servants to move many daily necessities into Yang Yi's yard.
Yang Yi noticed that in addition to daily necessities such as rice, flour, fish, and meat, there are also many precious medicinal materials.
There was also an old servant in Yang Yi's yard who was brought from the Changshan Town family and helped to move the things into the front yard kitchen.
"Let's go, go to my sister's house today."
Yang Xiuyun pulled his brother into the carriage without saying anything.
Changshan City is very large, with seventy or eighty miles of walls each across, and the city is divided into four areas.
The City Lord’s Mansion is located in the North City District, and the Changshan Martial Arts Court where Yang Yi is located is located in the East City District. The Xicheng District is a residential area where wealthy businessmen gather, while the Nancheng District is a prosperous commercial area.
After Zhao Huazhang got married, he did not live in the city lord's mansion, but moved to Xicheng District. The carriage carried a few people along the Bluestone Avenue more than 20 meters wide and headed towards Xicheng District.
It was rare to relax once. When I arrived at my sister's house, Yang Yi laughed and played with his nephew, and was very happy and enjoying the joy of family affection.
Yang Yi did not go home during the Chinese New Year this time, but it was actually related to the soul's time travel and fusion. After all, he changed his identity and didn't know how to face it or how to get along with his relatives in this world.
The arrival of his sister's family made the estrangement and discomfort in his heart soon dissolved and truly integrated into this world.
My sister's family lives very rich, and she needs to eat very well. What's more, Yang Xiuyun cooks specially today and prepares a large table of sumptuous dinner for Yang Yi.
Yang Yifeng swept the clouds and half of the dishes entered his stomach. The eyes of his brother-in-law and nephew who were standing beside him were almost falling off.
When Yang Xiuyun saw her brother's voracious look, tears of distress were almost falling, and she kept picking up food for Yang Yi.
"Xiaoyi, if you have nothing to do in the future, I will come to my brother-in-law's house and ask your sister to make more delicious food for you." My brother-in-law smiled.
"That's right, my uncle, you must have worked very hard in the martial arts courtyard, right? Do you not have enough food every day? Come to my house for dinner every day in the future, and my mother will do whatever she wants."
My nephew's words suddenly made Yang Yi laugh and the whole family was having fun.
That night, Yang Xiuyun tried his best to let Yang Yi live in her house, but Yang Yi politely refused. He could just rest for a day and relax for a day. He still had a lot of things to do and could not afford to delay.
Before leaving, my sister suddenly handed a secret book to Yang Yi and whispered: "This is what your brother-in-law copied for you. It is the secret technique of practicing the power of their Zhao family. Go back and practice it well."
Zhao Huazhang looked at him with a smile and nodded to Yang Yi.
Back at his yard, Yang Yi couldn't wait to go back to his room, lit a candle, and looked through the secret book given by his sister in the candlelight.
The eye-catching little calligraphy is a very neat and beautiful hand-made, which is pleasing to the eye.
Yang Yi had no mood to appreciate calligraphy, and his mind was immediately attracted by the contents of the secret book.
The beginning is the five big words "Zhao Family Practice Technique".
There is not much content in this secret book, only a few more than a thousand words, but the content recorded in it lit up Yang Yi's eyes.
Yang Yi knew that the Zhao family was not simple. The current head of the family, Zhao Yunfeng, is also the lord of Changshan City. His cultivation level is the highest in the entire Changshan City. He has reached the late stage of the Zifu Realm and is an extremely rare vital martial artist.
After a warrior in the body refining realm has reached the twelfth level, if he wants to go further, he must reverse his qi and blood and perfectly temper his blood in his body. Only in this way can he enter a higher level of blood exchange realm and become a powerful blood qi warrior.
Yang Yi only knew that the blood exchange realm was the Zifu realm, but he could not know what methods the Yuanqi martial artists in the Zifu realm had.
The Zhao family can establish itself in Changshan City and become the only one-star family here. The foundation of its establishment is the family-born martial arts "Zhao Family Thirteen Scepters".
It is said that this martial art is a very rare top-level martial art.
It is naturally impossible for Zhao Huazhang to copy the secrets of his family's shooting skills to Yang Yi.
The secret book in Yang Yi's hand is a skill that can be practiced by disciples within the Zhao family. Although it is not a big deal, it is not a secret that everyone can peek at.
Although Yang Yi was able to obtain this secret book, it was of course due to his sister's contribution, but if Zhao Huazhang refused to nod, it would be useless.
"Although this brother-in-law is a scholar and not a warrior, she seems to be a good person."
Yang Yi looked through the "Zhao Family Practice Technique" copied by his brother-in-law, and kept everything in mind in his heart in more than ten minutes.
"I originally planned to go to the martial arts building to find ways to practice my strength, but now there is no need to worry."
Yang Yi closed his eyes and pondered the skills in his hand for a while. Combined with his understanding in his previous life, he gradually gained experience.
"No wonder the Zhao family has been able to stay in Changshan City for hundreds of years and become the largest clan in Changshan. With this skill of training, a large number of outstanding disciples will surely be able to cultivate a large number of outstanding disciples every year."
The Zhao family’s skills of practicing power are very simple to say, but there are very few that can be understood and done.
This skill of training is to use specific secret techniques, supplemented with external drugs, to continuously stimulate the body, stimulate the potential of the human body, stimulate the innate essence hidden deep in the human body, and then refine it into the muscles, bones and blood.
There are people born with divine power in the world who are born with power that is several times stronger than others, or even dozens of times more powerful.
Such people actually have innate essence and energy when they are pregnant with the womb, so that they will have innate divine power when they are born.
Chapter completed!