Of course Mo Tie knew that the so-called "talent" was only brought about by his own system components. Without the time travel component and the creature editor component, he was just a weak otaku. How could he look so upright like he does now? He possesses great strength.

However, "talent" is only an innate condition, and those things acquired cannot be improved by themselves.

It just so happened that Lao Shen Shang was eager to get him to learn martial arts, and he had this idea, and they hit it off!

"My dear nephew, my kung fu is actually not passed down from the ancestors of the Shen family, but comes from training in the military and collecting information from the world, so we don't have to go through those complicated etiquette. Only you and me know it. "Before starting teaching, Shen Xiyi said this.

"My nephew understands." Mo Tie said seriously.

"In addition, Lian'er has not had many friends since he was a child, and he doesn't know much about the ways of the world. If anything happens to me, I hope my nephew will take care of me." Old Shen suddenly said this.

Mo Tie's eyes twitched. Is this a death flag? Moreover, "Tao Fu Yi Er" sounds very familiar.

"Uncle, don't do this. Brother Shen is still young, and you are still waiting to have your grandson." He consoled him.

Lao Shen said with a smile: "Yes... that's right."

Judging from his appearance, he seemed to be fine. Fortunately, it wasn't Flag, Mo Tie said in his heart.

…

Originally, Mo Tie thought that there was a secret book for practicing martial arts, and he just had to practice the routines according to the pictures on it.

"My dear nephew, your idea is wrong. When practicing martial arts, you should first practice strength. There are only so many action routines, and the focus is still on strength."

Lao Shen corrected Mo Tie's first mistake.

"Jin means power and exertion. The bigger the former, the better, and the better the latter, the better."

"Uncle, I am very strong."

"Haha, it's good to be strong, but it's not good that you are only big but not small."

The second one.

In order to let Mo Tie understand what Xiao Li is, Shen Xiyi asked the housekeeper Lao Chang to bring a piece of tofu, while he himself picked up a spear.

Mo Tie's eyes widened, as if something magical was about to happen.

Lao Shen stood two meters away, holding the tail of the gun with one hand, and slowly lowered the tip of the gun, gradually approaching the tofu block.

When the tip of the gun was less than one centimeter away from Tofu, his hand holding the gun started to shake slightly.

The tip of the spear also started to tremble, touching the tofu bit by bit, like a dragonfly touching water.

After a while, Lao Shen took back his spear.

"I am no longer as old as I was when I was young." He looked quite satisfied.

Mo Tie didn't know why he was so proud. He walked closer to see the tofu and was surprised.

The tofu was engraved with the words "Shen Xiyi" in three small grains of rice at some point. It was like an ax chiseling in a mural. It was obviously the effect caused by the tip of the spear just now.

"My nephew admires me." Mo Tie cupped his hands and said.

Shen Xiyi smiled and said: "This is small force. To learn martial arts, you must first learn strength. Whether it is strong or small force, it has its use. Small force will make the right shot, strong force will..."

Miracle! Just kidding, I can only think about it in my heart, Mo Tie was amused.

"...Power. So, my dear nephew, although you are born with divine power, you still need to practice it."

"Uncle please teach me." Mo Tie said respectfully.

"Let's start with Dali. I plan to let you go to a little-known blacksmith shop to practice for two months." Old Shen said with a smile.

After all, Mo Tie is a person who has been baptized by many imaginative works on the earth. He immediately thought of the vague connection between blacksmithing and strength training. He nodded and said: "Okay, uncle."

Lao Shen was also very satisfied with his attitude.

In the afternoon, Mo Tie followed Lao Shen and turned left and right to a blacksmith shop in an alley.

The shop looked small and there were no people there. There was only one young man sitting outside, selling some simple farm tools and kitchen utensils.

Shen Xiyi walked in and shouted towards the inner room: "Lao Yu, come out and tell you something."

Soon, a shriveled old man walked out, his hands still a little dirty, and he didn't know what he was busy with.

As soon as he came out, he put on a bright smile and said: "Mr. Shen, you are here? What a distinguished guest. Please wait a moment, I will make you tea, this year's new tea."

It looked like he was a little excited.

Lao Shen said disgustedly: "Go, go, is there any new tea this year? It's just your little inventory, who are you bluffing? I won't drink your tea. I have something for you. Once it's done, I'll treat you to tea." .”

The wizened old man's smile faded slightly and he said seriously: "Just give me your orders."

Lao Shen pointed at Mo Tie, who was standing next to him, and said: "My nephew, who is past the age of learning martial arts, comes to you to lay the foundation and practice strength first."

The wizened old man Lao Yu agreed without saying a word: "Okay, Mr. Shen. I will strictly follow the requirements."

Old Shen nodded and said to Mo Tie: "This is Old Man Yu. Despite his shriveled appearance, he was also famous in the world of celebrities. His ancestors were blacksmiths and he has quite a lot of experience in strength training. You and I If he studies hard, he will definitely gain something."

Mo Tie respectfully bowed his hands to Old Yu and said, "Master Yu."

"Master Shen, please don't be too polite. This is my honor." Old Man Yu refused Mo Tie's salute in a panic.

Old Shen frowned and said, "My nephew's surname is not Shen, his name is Mo Tie. Don't be constrained and just be an ordinary apprentice."

"Okay, Mr. Shen."

"That's it. He will officially come here tomorrow. He still has to pack his things today and leave."

"Mr. Shen, please walk slowly."

Shen Xiyi walked out far away. Mo Tie looked back and saw old man Yu standing at the door looking over here.

"Uncle, who is this Master Yu?"

On the way, Mo Tie couldn't help but ask.

Old Shen sighed and said, "My dear nephew, the world is dangerous."

After a while, he told the story of Old Man Yu.

There are a hundred people in the Who's Who in the Jianghu, who are basically ranked according to their level of kung fu. At that time, Yu Xuantong was the 73rd in the Who's Who, but he was not very talented and only used two Emei water-splitting spears in his middle age. , killed Liu Wei, the 83rd "Mr. Wei" on the Who's Who list at the time, at the Han River, and became famous in one fell swoop.

It's a pity that Liu Wei is a promiscuous thief and the third in command of a robber den.

A man in the world of martial arts who has a grudge to seek revenge. Yu Xuantong's wife, an ordinary disciple of the Emei sect, was soon found dead in a certain forest, and was passed over during his lifetime; his youngest son went to school but did not come home at night, and the third The genius was found buried in a well of a family.

Yu Xuantong's eyes turned red. Of course he knew who did this, but he was not strong enough and he had an eldest son who was always panicking by his side.

When Shen Xiyi took over another case in the bandit's nest, she investigated the matter of Yu Xuantong, who had already changed his name to Yu Le at that time.

In short, Old Shen finally asked Old Man Yu to kill his enemy, and brought him to the capital to open this small shop. The young man sitting outside before was Old Man Yu's eldest son. He was probably frightened in those years. Excessive, now a little sluggish.

"Actually, I also have selfish motives. I didn't have enough manpower at that time, so having one more person would give me more confidence. Later, I let him settle down in the capital because I also thought it would be good to have a master to help at any time."
Chapter completed!