Chapter 3 Apprenticeship
"My child pays homage to his father."
Jiang Hao hurried to the living room and saluted respectfully after seeing Jiang Dahai.
Seeing Jiang Hao salute like a little adult, Jiang Dahai smiled all over his face.
"Xiaohu, sit down."
"Don't you want to find a famous teacher to practice martial arts? Because you are too young, your mother is reluctant to let you stay away from home, so she can only look for famous teachers in Cangcheng."
"There are many famous masters in Cangcheng who are willing to accept disciples, but there are very few who are recommended by Huang Tianzong. I spent a lot of money on my father, but I can only get you the identity of an inner disciple of the Black Tower Martial Arts Hall."
"Black Tower Martial Arts School?"
Jiang Hao knows Cangcheng quite well.
This Black Tower Martial Arts Hall is one of the seven famous Martial Arts Halls in Cangcheng.
The owner of the hall, Zhao Heita, is also one of the top masters in Cangcheng. It is said that Zhao Heita's ancestor was once a high-ranking member of the Huangtian Sect, so he has a quota of recommendations and can recommend some people to enter the Huangtian Sect.
Moreover, Jiang Hao also understood that being an "inner disciple" was not easy.
Martial arts gyms generally accept apprentices as martial arts students, and their quality is judged in three months. If they fail to achieve anything in three months, they will be kicked out of the martial arts gym.
Three months later, the requirements of the martial arts school were met, and that was the outer door.
After becoming an outer disciple of the martial arts hall, you still need to observe your conduct, martial arts progress, etc. for many years. The best among them may become an inner disciple.
Jiang Dahai got it right in one step and got Jiang Hao a place as an "inner disciple".
This must have cost a lot.
"Dad, how much did it cost?"
Jiang Hao asked.
"It didn't cost much, just a few thousand gold."
"However, the Black Tower Martial Arts School has some business cooperation, and I gave some of the profits to my father."
Jiang Hao was thoughtful.
Obviously, this second condition is the key.
Jiang Dahai can almost be regarded as the "richest man" in Cangcheng, and his business is very large.
This profit margin is definitely not small.
"Xiaohu, my father can only help you gain the status of an inner disciple, but whether you can be recommended by Zhao Heita to join the Huangtian Sect depends on you."
"Zhao Heita also promised that as long as you meet his requirements, he will definitely give you the recommendation spot!"
Jiang Hao nodded.
As for what the request was, he knew it without asking.
For a warrior, the requirement is nothing more than one.
That's talent!
Only those with unparalleled talent will be recommended by Zhao Heita to enter the Huang Tian Sect.
"Dad, when will I go to become a disciple?"
"Just choose an auspicious day."
"good."
Jiang Hao followed Jiang Dahai's arrangements.
Three days later will be the auspicious day.
Jiang Dahai invites prominent people in the city to witness Jiang Hao's apprenticeship with Zhao Heita!
Jiang Hao came to the Heita Martial Arts Hall and met Zhao Heita.
This Zhao Heita, as his name suggests, is extremely tall and strong, just like a real iron tower.
"Disciple Jiang Hao, meet the master!"
Jiang Hao kowtowed respectfully and held the apprenticeship ceremony.
Everyone congratulated one after another: "Congratulations, Master Zhao, on your wonderful disciple."
"Our young master Jiang Hao is a well-known child prodigy. A poem is worth a hundred gold. Today he entered the Black Tower Martial Arts Hall and embarked on the martial arts. He will definitely have a bright future in the future!"
"Congratulations to Member Jiang, and congratulations to Hall Master Zhao..."
However, some people congratulate others and naturally some people are not happy.
Some of the enemies in the Black Tower Martial Arts School had sneers on their faces.
He even whispered: "In order to cooperate with the Jiang family in business, Zhao Heita accepted Jiang Hao, and he became an inner disciple. Hehe, martial arts training is not as good as poetry. If you don't have talent, no matter how hard you try, it will be useless. Maybe if Zhao Heita accepts Jiang Hao as his disciple today, it will be a big joke in the future.”
"Yes, although Jiang Hao is a child prodigy, he is only talented in poetry. Practicing martial arts? That is another matter."
"I heard that Jiang Hao went there for Zhao Heita's recommended spot for Huang Tianzong. Hehe, if he doesn't have the talent for martial arts, would Zhao Heita give him the recommended spot for Huang Tianzong?"
However, no matter what other people said, Zhao Heita was very calm, always smiling and greeting the people watching the ceremony.
The apprenticeship ceremony has passed and the spectators have left.
Jiang Hao stayed.
Zhao Heita looked at Jiang Hao and said with a smile: "Jiang Hao, today you become my ninth disciple. You also have eight senior brothers and sisters."
Jiang Hao glanced at the eight warriors standing next to him.
Six men and two women.
"I've met all senior brothers and sisters."
Jiang Hao saluted the eight senior brothers and sisters.
He was only six years old, and the eight of them found it interesting that he looked so serious.
"Jiang Hao, I heard that you are a child prodigy. You can compose poems at the age of three, and now you are worth hundreds of dollars per poem."
"However, practicing martial arts is not like reciting poems and composing poems. It requires talent. Without talent, no matter how hard you work, you won't achieve much in practicing martial arts."
"And one of the very important talents is the root bone."
"Master, I need to touch your bones to see if you have any bones."
Jiang Hao nodded and said, "Thank you, Master."
"Okay, just bear with it."
Zhao Heita stretched out a pair of big hands like cattail leaf fans, directly lifted Jiang Hao up, and then shook him gently.
"Crack, click, click."
The bones all over Jiang Hao's body made a crisp sound, and even kept ringing.
One beep, two beeps, three beeps, four beeps... thirteen beeps all the time!
Jiang Hao felt like all the bones in his body were being shaken to pieces.
It turned out that touching the bones was so painful, no wonder Zhao Heita asked him to endure it.
There was something strange in Zhao Heita's eyes.
An ordinary six-year-old child would have cried if he was shaken like this.
And Jiang Hao could actually hold back from crying?
"alright."
Zhao Heita put Jiang Hao down.
A disciple next to him said with some surprise: "Master, just now Junior Brother Jiang Hao's bones made thirteen noises!"
Zhao Heita was also very satisfied.
"Yes, it is indeed thirteen rings."
"I have accepted so many disciples as my master, but I have never seen any disciple who can shake thirteen times. Jiang Hao, you have a very good foundation."
"However, this is just touching the bones, and it only has a certain reference value. The first state of martial arts training is the qi and blood state. You must first cultivate the qi and blood."
"The faster you develop Qi and blood, the higher your talent will be, do you understand?"
"Disciple understands, please teach master the skills!"
"Okay, I will teach you the Dahe Blood Nourishing Technique first. This is one of the basic Qi and Blood Techniques collected by Huang Tianzong. It is very suitable for laying the foundation."
Jiang Hao felt refreshed.
I can finally practice martial arts.
Without any distractions, he listened carefully to the Dahe Blood Nourishing Technique taught by Zhao Heita.
After listening to it several times and with Zhao Heita's guidance, Jiang Hao basically understood it. After all, although his understanding is not as good as Gen Gu, it is still over 2.5, far superior to ordinary people.
Jiang Hao went to the quiet room to practice martial arts alone.
For ordinary people to practice martial arts, the first difficulty is to cultivate Qi and blood.
Everyone has Qi and blood, but it is usually hidden in the body.
Only by practicing Qigong and using special means can these hidden Qi and blood be gathered together again. This is "nourishing blood".
"How long do you think it will take Junior Brother Jiang Hao to recover his energy and blood?"
At this time, Senior Brother Six suddenly spoke.
The faster you can raise Qi and blood, the higher your talent will be. This is the consensus of many warriors.
"Junior Brother Jiang Hao's bones can shake thirteen times, so his bones are definitely not bad. I estimate that it will take at most three days to develop qi and blood."
The fifth senior brother spoke.
"Three days? Fifth Junior Brother is conservative. I feel that I can build up my energy and blood in two days."
"Among our eight disciples, the fastest one is the Third Brother. It only took him two days to build up the Qi and Blood. Although Junior Brother Jiang Hao can shake thirteen times, he is still young and he probably can't even raise the blood in Dahe. I don’t even understand gong, but it’s difficult to build energy and blood in two days!”
"No matter what, as long as you can cultivate your energy and blood within seven days, that's good. At least you can become an inner disciple."
The eight disciples talked a lot.
They are all inner disciples of the Black Tower Martial Arts Hall.
They still value the reputation of "inner disciples" very much.
They also knew that Jiang Hao had entered the inner gate and was more or less related to the Jiang family.
It's not really about talent to get into the inner door.
If Jiang Hao's talent is too poor, it will definitely bring down the Black Tower Martial Arts Hall and the reputation of their inner disciples in the future.
Now they only hope that Jiang Hao can have at least half the talent of the inner disciples.
Just now, the master touched the bones and shook them thirteen times, which also made them expect something.
Zhao Heita looked very calm and said calmly: "You should take more care of Jiang Hao in the future. He is only six years old and still a child."
"Yes, Master."
A six-year-old child becomes their junior brother?
The Black Tower Martial Arts School has almost become a "joke" in the city's martial arts circles.
The disciples left one after another.
Zhao Heita also sighed.
He was also helpless.
The development of the Black Tower Martial Arts School is not very good.
Especially in terms of money, it restricted the development of the Black Tower Martial Arts School.
If possible, Zhao Heita would not want to accept a six-year-old child as an inner disciple.
But Jiang Dahai gave too much.
He couldn't refuse.
"That's all, he's still a child after all."
"With the Jiang family's financial resources, as long as his talent is not too bad, he can push Jiang Hao to the Ming Jin level, and it won't be considered a disgrace to the martial arts school."
As for Huang Tianzong’s recommended quota?
Zhao Heita knew very well that this was for real geniuses.
No matter how much money the Jiang family has, they can't buy such a recommended spot.
At this moment, Jiang Hao was alone in the quiet room, trying to make some complicated poses according to the Dahe Blood Nourishing Technique.
These postures help to nourish Qi and blood.
He didn't know why these postures could nourish Qi and blood.
But this is Professor Zhao Heita, so he can’t be wrong.
Warriors all come step by step like this.
As for when Qi and blood can be nourished, it depends on the bones.
"My bones are nearly seven times as strong as a normal person's. When will I be able to develop qi and blood?"
Jiang Hao also felt a little uneasy.
Time passed little by little.
Jiang Hao felt sore all over.
Especially staying in one position for a long time made him very uncomfortable.
But Jiang Hao gritted his teeth and persisted.
Practicing martial arts is not that easy, and this pain is insignificant.
If you can't persist in this, then don't practice martial arts.
In the blink of an eye, an hour passed.
Jiang Hao had been holding on for an hour, and his whole body was extremely sore.
At this moment, he vaguely felt a trace of "warmth" gushing out from everywhere in his body.
Jiang Hao was shocked by this change, but then he was ecstatic.
"Qi and blood? I have developed qi and blood now?"
According to Zhao Heita's previous instructions, this hair-like warmth should be qi and blood.
Jiang Hao continued to feel the endless warmth, and began to move Zhou Tian according to the Dahe Blood Nourishing Technique.
One Sunday, two Sundays, three Sundays...
Jiang Hao carried nine weeks in total.
"boom".
Jiang Hao felt shaken all over.
The warmth in the body suddenly surged, and there was already a faint feeling of heat.
This is a surge of energy and blood!
The Dahe Blood Nourishing Technique, as long as it can carry Qi and blood for nine weeks, it means that it has entered the first level of Qi and Blood realm.
Jiang Hao counted the time.
Three hours have passed.
It takes one hour to cultivate Qi and blood, and two hours to enter the first level of Qi and blood realm.
Even if Jiang Hao doesn't know the situation of other people's martial arts training, he can still make some guesses.
This speed must be very fast.
This definitely falls into the category of genius.
However, Jiang Hao didn't know exactly how much of a genius he was.
"Go and ask Master."
Jiang Hao never thought about hiding his clumsiness.
If he wants to join Huang Tianzong, he must do his best to show his talent.
The higher the talent, the better!
Hidden clumsiness?
That will only delay the time for martial arts training.
Besides, he is only a six-year-old child now.
What a child says will not be questioned.
If he shows his genius from an early age, he will be accepted by others no matter how amazing his talent is in the future.
Thinking of this, Jiang Hao stopped transporting Qi and blood, walked out of the quiet room, and walked straight towards Zhao Heita.
(End of chapter)