Chapter 878 Inspection: Great Progress

Han Li chatted with these half-grown children along the way and walked back without even a serious answer. After entering, he said hello to everyone and went into the room to take a shower.

Han Li went into the house to take a shower, but Li Yunzhi, Hou Liru, Zhang Ling, Zhang Hailin, and Hou Huidong, all half-grown children, gathered around Mr. Song. Others also looked over, and Mr. Song smiled when he saw this. said.

"Han Li, this guy's brain is as good as his luck. If I could have met him earlier, I would have given him whatever he wanted. The old man is not very lucky."

When Zhang Ling heard what Mr. Song said, she was just like Han Li on the road. This was not what they wanted to know at all, so she grabbed Mr. Song's arm and shook it.

"Grandpa Song, please stop being so secretive and tell us quickly. I've been so frustrated along the way."

"Hahaha, even if I tell you the secrets of this, you won't understand. In short, all you need to know is that Han Li is very smart and powerful."

Seeing this, these half-grown children all joined in the battle. Some were shaking their arms, some were shaking their legs, and some were holding Mr. Song's neck and acting coquettishly.

Li Yunzhi: "Grandpa Song, please tell us what we can understand."

Hou Liru: "Grandpa Song, if you don't tell us, we won't understand even more."

Hou Huidong: "That's right, Grandpa Song, you can just give us a rough idea."

Zhang Ling: "Grandpa Song"

Mr. Liu and Mr. Guan also wanted to know. Now they were watching Mr. Song being besieged by the children and just watching with a smile. In the end, Mr. Song was beaten to death by these half-grown children and could only pick up what they could. He said it understandably.

Mr. Song compared the first stage of Ming Jin to a strong man, the middle stage of Ming Jin to a soldier who has been in the army for two years, and the high stage of Ming Jin to a special soldier with a sharp knife who has gone through arduous training.

When talking about An Jin, Mr. Song opened his mouth and sighed longly without saying anything further.

These half-year-old children saw that Mr. Song looked a little depressed. They knew better and did not continue to argue. After a while, they ran out together to play with the small shovels, small nets, gloves, shoes, buckets, and bamboos they would use to catch the sea tomorrow. basket of these things.

Mr. Liu and the others waited until all the half-grown children ran out before they started asking.

"Old Song, we are still getting frustrated as we talk about this."

"Old Song, is there anything wrong with Han Li for you to look like this?"

Mr. Song retracted his thoughts at this time, smiled reluctantly and said.

"Oh no, I'm just sighing that kung fu is declining a little bit, and I feel a little uncomfortable."

Hou Lao: "Why did it decline? It's easy for those with real skills to recruit disciples, right?"

Mr. Song: "Easy is easy, but how many of those disciples can persevere? I used to learn boxing from the master for several years. Even if I am not a true disciple, I can only do it after completing the training, whether it is protecting people's homes, protecting people's homes, acting as escorts, or looking after others." At the very least, the place could support a family. At that time, countless people came to seek apprenticeships.

Now that the country is getting better and better, people's lives are becoming more and more stable, and professions such as bodyguards, nursing homes, and spectators have disappeared.

This means that practicing boxing is of little use. You eat a lot to practice boxing, and you also need herbal medicine to regulate the body. Let’s not talk about it. Just talking about the current situation, who is willing to waste a few years of their children’s time? In addition to practicing these things, Is it useless to fight with others and be ruthless?

Isn’t it nice for someone to have a few years to go to college and become a respected cadre after graduating from college? Even if you can't go to school, no matter what profession you go to, studying under a teacher will have more prospects than learning kung fu. "

When Mr. Liu and others heard this, they also knew that this was the truth, but looking at the old man's appearance, they still needed to comfort him.

"Old Song, you don't have to be so pessimistic. There are still families with good conditions, and the inheritance of kung fu will not be interrupted no matter what."

"That's right, Old Song, you are too pessimistic. At least Weishu will not let the inheritance of Kung Fu be cut off."

As Mr. Song listened to everyone's comfort, the bitterness in his heart became more and more serious. He rubbed his face vigorously and said.

"Times have changed. No matter how good the kung fu is, one shot will knock him down. The same situation is the same at the garrison. They now pay more attention to body armor, and if the kung fu does not have enough numerical support, it will be impossible to select truly talented disciples. Forget it, stop talking, stop talking, at least I have taught Han Li my kung fu, even if I die."

"Old Song, we don't want to say these depressing words. Now the country is waiting for prosperity. No matter what, we have to watch him prosper step by step."

"Isn't it? Isn't this what we have been expecting for so many years?"

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Han Li checked his condition while taking a shower in the bathroom. This time, his inner fire was completely restored under the pressure of sea water.

Han Li had gone through the process of nourishing the liver wood with the essence of kidney water, and using the liver wood to store blood to nourish the heart fire. Now he has reached the stage of using the heat of the heart fire to warm the spleen earth. Every step he took was very difficult, especially the last time he took it. The reaction after using the three-body posture to forcibly activate the heart fire made Han Li have to carefully observe the current situation. Fortunately, the heart fire was as solid as the kidney water and liver wood, which made Han Li feel relieved.

Spleen soil is one of the five internal organs. This organ is recognized as the largest lymphoid organ in the human body in modern medicine. However, it has the functions of blood storage, hematopoiesis, removal of aging red blood cells, and immune response.

But in Chinese medicine and martial arts, there is another meaning. In addition to the spleen, spleen and earth also include the stomach. They belong to the earth in the five elements and five internal organs. The spleen is yin earth and the stomach is yang earth.

It has the instruction that everything comes out of the earth, but spleen and earth are the first.

It is not only responsible for the function of transporting water and grain, transforming essence, and the source of qi and blood.

It is also responsible for the "thinking" and "intention" of the human body. Han Li probably won't be distracted when he is full, so he can focus more on certain things.

Han Li checked his heart fire and spleen earth left and right, and smiled after finding nothing wrong.

However, Han Li immediately thought of his use of mental power at the bottom of the sea, and then took out a finger-sized paper from the decomposition space and controlled it to fly back and forth around the outside of the shower head.

Han Li played for a while and slapped himself. He could do this action before, and now he has to do it to see if he has improved.

After figuring it out, Han Li immediately took out a sewing needle from the decomposition space. This project was something he had wanted to do for a long time, but unfortunately his mental power was not strong enough. Now he wanted to try to control it.

It was beautiful to think about it, but the reality was cruel.

However, compared with the previous motionlessness, Han Li was now able to make the needle slightly lift its head.

Then Han Li thought of something. He first decomposed the needle into two parts, but found that it still didn't work. Then he decomposed it into four parts with great effort, but he could barely get it off the ground a little.

When the last needle was decomposed into ten parts, Han Li was able to control it to circle within the range of his mental power, but it was still not as flexible as a finger-sized paper strip.

At this time, Han Li originally wanted to experiment with the softness and hardness he had mastered after barely stepping into the middle stage of the dark energy, but at this time, the people outside were already asking Liu Lao when they would have dinner, so Han Li could only quickly wash himself, put on his clothes and came to the living room.

"Han Li, you took a long bath."

"Song Lao."