The origin of the "Taixuan Sutra" is mysterious and no one can explain it clearly.

After several generations of the Lin family's hard research, they understood the basics. Especially the "Taixuan Qi Refining Jue" recorded in the "Taixuan Jing".

There are people in the Lin family who practiced in all generations, but none of them achieved it. They didn’t even find the threshold. Lin Yi practiced it when he was a child, and the effect was very poor, and sometimes he even damaged his body. Over time, no one cared about it.

For the sake of his younger brother's safety, Lin Xue asked Lin Yi to learn some self-defense skills, and it was also for the sake of an accident in the future that he had at least some self-protection ability.

The next morning.

Martial Arts Hall.

"Sister, tell the truth, did the Qin family come for this book "Haoran Qigong"?"

"Our Lin family's "Haoran Qigong" can reach the innate realm, and there are countless families who covet this technique."

"Then why didn't they take action before? Why did you choose to attack our Lin family at this time?"

"Oh, brother, I really want to cut your brain open and see if someone has changed your brain."

"Am I stupid before?"

"You are always innocent and cute in your sister's eyes." Lin Xue grabbed Lin Yi's face and said as if coaxing a child: "You are my sister's good brother, don't think about it."

"Sister, can we have an adult conversation? If this continues, I don't know how long I can last?" Lin Yi said with a dark face.

"Okay, ask." Lin Xueshui Lingling's big eyes flashed, pretending to be silly and sweet, looking innocent.

"I... forget it." Lin Yi was exhausted and sighed, "This technique is so precious. If one day I fell into the hands of the enemy, I couldn't stand the torture and told the secret of our family, by then, I would really become an unworthy descendant of the Lin family, so I decided not to learn or read it."

"Uh... there are many routines!" Lin Xue was getting more and more unable to understand, and could not guess the younger brother in front of her.

"Let's see."

"A real man's words are as good as a horse, and he will not read them if he says he doesn't read them."

"Oh, open your eyes..."

The siblings started fighting in the martial arts hall, and Lin Xue gave up after Lin Yi forced her to die.

The next morning, it was just dawn.

Lin Yi got up early, reluctantly got up from the gentle country, and was the bitterness of dancing with the chicken.

The Taixuan Qi Refining Jue, the Lin family has been practicing for more than 200 years, but no one has achieved it. However, Lin Yi only breathed in a big Zhoutian and felt a little strange. To be precise, it was a sense of Qi, which was very mysterious.

"Strange, why did I not feel the qi in my previous life? The ancestors of the Lin family tried every means, but in the end they got nothing. Today, I completed things that the Lin family could not accomplish in one meditation and refining Qi. What was going on?

Is it because the world's vitality is richer than the earth, which leads to my cultivation speed that is different from ordinary people, or is the body that I occupy with extraordinary talents and clear bones, which is a martial arts genius who is not one of thousands?"

Lin Yi thought of many possibilities, but he was just a guess and could not be sure.

"Since I come here, I'll be at ease. Let me see what's extraordinary about the "Taixuan Qi Refining Jue" that stumped generations of my Lin family."

Thinking of this, Lin Yi eliminated distracting thoughts, sinks his energy into a state of selfless cultivation, and enters a state of selflessness. During his breathing, he feels that wisp of qi traveling through the acupoints of the whole body and gathers in the dantian.

Lin Yi used his energy to regulate his breathing, and the strength in his body twisted into a stream, and a strong heat flow burst out in his dantian.

call!

Lin Yi took a long breath, his mental power condensed, and the air that wandered around the muscles and acupoints became thicker, like a stream gurgling, rolling and making a sound like running water.

boom!

The next moment, a roar broke out in the Dantian, making endless thick and dull sounds.

Lin Yi made a qi to break through the realm, the qi and blood in the dantian surged, and the strength was increased and the tendons and veins were expanded.

Lin Yi woke up from the state of entering into meditation, his eyes clear, without any sorrow or joy, but he couldn't help but sigh and sigh.

"Taixuan Qi Refining Jue is indeed extraordinary."

Lin Yi waved his arms, as if he had endless strength, and he punched out with a blow, and the fist wind gushed.

In a trance, he had the illusion of hitting a cow with one punch.

"Old Dai!" Lin Yi shouted at the top of his throat.

"I'm here!" The butler who was waiting outside the door responded loudly.

"Schooler! Go and find a sparring training, I want to play ten!"

Lin Yi, who was domineering, seemed to be possessed by Ip Man, but his boxing skills were really not satisfactory.

Lin Yi has the Qi Refining Technique to cultivate internal skills, but he does not have the matching martial arts skills.

Five minutes later, the housekeeper came in with ten trainees.

"Old Dai, notify the ambulance."

"Young Master, they dare not."

"An old guy who has no eyesight! Who is this young master? Even their three-legged cat skills want to hurt me? Get out of the way, I'll let you see it!"

Lin Yi, who broke through the first level of Qi Refining, was a little drifty. However, when dealing with these trainees who had not practiced internal skills, they could suppress them with just strength.

The so-called martial arts practice, practice breath internally and practice muscles, bones and skin externally.

The best practice is to practice muscles, bones and skin. You can endure hardships, endure them, and persevere can achieve something. The most difficult thing is that this breath has stumped countless people.

"See the trick."

Lin Yi still said that he was very particular. He shouted before making a move and reminded the other party not to hide.

A very practical kick is a very practical move, and the sparring practice does not dodge or dodge, and takes it with bare hands.

"Bang!"

A dull sound.

The trainee fell back and looked horrified. His expression seemed to be like seeing a ghost. He was obviously stunned by Lin Yi's kick.

"kill!"

After Lin Yi was released, he immediately rushed to the nearby trainee, like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, no one could fight. The strongest one took three moves and was eventually beaten to vomit blood.

Seeing Lin Yi so vigorous, not only was he depressed when he was beaten by the training, but even the butler Lao Dai, who grew up, was so panicked.

Lin Yi's tiger body shook, and the turtle's energy was released. He pinched his waist and shook his legs, raised his head and looked at him forty-five degrees, waiting for everyone to lie on the ground and look like a chrysanthemum towards the sun.

"Yeah, what are you running away? Come back."

"My God, come out and see Superman..."

As soon as the housekeeper ran away, how could he dare to stay there?

In the near future, this is another existence comparable to a god of war. Now it is still time to resign. When the "Superman" grows up, they will have to lose their skin even if they don't die.

"How lonely and empty is invincible..."

Lin Yi walked into the martial arts hall with his little hands on his back. Looking at the servants and trainees running around, arrogance arose, and couldn't help but sigh and sighed: "Life is as lonely as snow."

News that Lin Yi became a fighting master spread wildly. Of course, under the publicity of some kind-hearted people, the Lin family manor seemed to be covered by dark clouds, and it was a sad scene.

Even a servant with a slightly worse psychological quality has planned to clean up the bed and sweep away. In the past, Lin Yi's change of tricks to make trouble for people is still fresh in memory. Fortunately, Lin Yi's martial arts value is not high, so everyone gritted their teeth and endured it. Now, the martial arts value is comparable to that of Superman, so who can bear it?

"Miss, something big happened. Our young master is so awesome. I dare to bet my life. If the young master wears his underwear outside, he will be able to fly."
Chapter completed!