The rooster crowed at dawn, and the morning dew condensed.
The next day, Qin Shi woke up very early.
Ever since his spiritual meridians had recovered, he had been very motivated. He seized all the time he had to cultivate and prepare for the inheritance ceremony of the Qin family that would take place in half a month.
Now, there were only less than ten days left until the Qin family's inheritance. This made him have no choice but to be anxious.
"Qin Private Yu, Level Six Spirit Tempering …"
Qin Shi sat cross-legged, and determination flashed across his eyes. "No matter what, no matter what, I must get the inheritance of the Qin family. I must bring my parents back to the Qin family!"
Thinking to this point, he circulated the spiritual force in his body carefully and thought to himself, "Although I have reached the peak of the third level of the Spirit Tempering State, I am still at the peak of the third level.
However, he had never cultivated any martial arts.
In this way, I will definitely suffer a great loss when the Qin family inherits the inheritance. "
Martial arts, as the name suggested, were techniques that could materialize spiritual power.
"If it was in the past, I could go to the library of the Qin family and find some martial arts that are suitable for me to practice. But now, where can I find martial arts on this street?"
Qin Shi thought as he hopped off the bed, got up, and walked out of the room.
Just as he walked into the courtyard, he saw his father, under an ancient mulberry tree, brandishing a set of wondrous fist techniques.
Looking at his father's fist technique, Qin Shi couldn't help but be dazed. "This fist technique doesn't look outstanding at first glance. It doesn't have any gorgeous patterns, but if you observe it carefully, you'll notice that the wind generated by the fist is like a dragon or a tiger. Every move is overbearing and hard to defend against."
"What's more important is that Father clearly doesn't have any spiritual power, but he can use his fist technique to exert such a strong force?" After realizing this, Qin Shi's heart was even more curious.
"Shi 'er, you're up?"
After seeing Qin Shi, Qin Tianqing stopped his fist technique.
Qin Shi was startled and nodded in response. He ran forward and asked, "Father, what kind of fist technique did you use just now?
It's actually so mysterious? "
"Of course. This is one of the three great martial arts of our Qin family, the Sky Splitter Fist."
Qin Tianqing said proudly, "Even in the Qin family, only those who have reached the sixth level of the Spirit Tempering State can cultivate it."
"So this is the Qin family's signature martial art, the Sky-Splitting Fist Art?
No wonder he's so strong. "
Qin Shi sucked in a breath of cold air. He had heard of the three great martial arts of the Qin family, a set of sword art, a set of body movement art, and a set of fist art.
The sword art was called Yellow Springs Nine Swords, the movement art was called Traceless Shadow, and the fist art was called Sky Splitter Fist.
It was said that the Qin family had become famous in Desolate Town because of the three sets of martial arts.
"The heavens are really helping me."
Qin Shi, who was worrying about where to find martial arts, immediately became excited and said, "Father, look, ever since I recovered my spirit meridians, I haven't practiced any martial arts. Can you …"
"Brat, take it."
Qin Tianqing could guess what Qin Shi was going to say without thinking.
In fact, he had already realized that Qin Shi didn't have any martial arts, which was why he had purposely performed the Sky Splitter Fist Art in the morning.
After getting the fist art, Qin Shi was overjoyed. He laughed foolishly at his father and ran out of the old house, forgetting to thank him.
"This brat."
Seeing this, Qin Tianqing shook his head with a bitter smile. He then thought to himself seriously, "The Sky Splitter Fist Art is a low-grade rank two martial art. With his current strength, it's impossible for him to learn it without guidance.
But this is good. I'll poke his spirit a little. "
After Qin Shi ran out of the house, he arrived at the outskirts of Desolate Town about an hour later, in the forest not far away.
Right now, he couldn't wait any longer and couldn't wait to start cultivating the Sky Splitter Fist Technique. Thus, he found a secluded corner and started to study the fist technique manual. "Great Strength Splits the Heavens, One Point Shatters the Universe, Fist Like Thunder, Also Like Fierce Wind …"
After studying it for a while, Qin Shi started trying.
He followed the instructions in the fist art and gathered all the spiritual energy in his body in his palm. Then, he clenched his fist and punched the air in front of him.
However, when he punched out, there was no reaction at all.
"This is strange. I've been practicing according to the instructions in the fist art. Why isn't there any reaction?" This surprised him. Since the first time didn't work, he waved it a few more times.
"Crack the sky with great strength, break the universe with one point, punch like thunder and wind …" As he waved his fist, Qin Shi hummed the Sky Splitter Fist Art.
However, the result was unsatisfactory. There was no effect at all.
"What the hell? When Dad waved it this morning, he didn't have any spiritual energy, but he was more powerful than me. What went wrong?"
After waving it a few more times, Qin Shi realized that his spiritual energy couldn't merge with the fist art at all. There seemed to be something missing between the two.
But what was this thing?
Qin Shi thought. He was very confused.
However, this didn't affect his fighting spirit. Not only did he not give up, but he also trained even harder.
In the blink of an eye, a day had passed.
However, Qin Shi still didn't succeed. No matter how he waved his fist, there was no reaction.
This made him crazy. He thought to himself, "This is strange. I've been practicing according to the instructions in the fist art. Why is there no reaction?"
"Looks like I'll have to continue tomorrow!"
He raised his head and looked at the sky. The west had already turned golden.
This forced him to stop training. He sighed and walked home.
Along the way, he kept his head down. His mind was full of thoughts about the Sky Splitter Fist Art.
Regarding the Heavenly Fist Manual, he thought of all kinds of methods, thinking of that missing opportunity.
"What's the difference?"
He thought along the way. Before he knew it, he had already arrived at the market in Barren Town.
The market was filled with stalls set up by small vendors.
The peddlers kept shouting. Every time a passerby passed by, they would raise their voices even more.
As a matter of fact, Qin Shi had just walked into the marketplace when the group of peddlers started shouting like they had gone mad.
"Don't miss it!" "Jump off the building!" "Big sale!" "I lost money!" "I lost money!" "I lost money!"
Hearing the shouts, Qin Shi was very annoyed. He could only brace himself and walk faster.
However, at this time, he passed by a stall and was suddenly attracted by it.
He found that the owner of the stall was different from the other vendors.
The other vendors were shouting crazily, but he sat there calmly with his arms crossed in front of his chest. He closed his eyes and rested, as if the stall had nothing to do with him.
"What a strange person. Who does business like this?"
Qin Shi thought curiously. Although he was very resistant to the shouts of the vendors, he had to admit that in such a small street, such shouts were very useful.
At this moment, the stall owner seemed to have noticed Qin Shi. He suddenly shook his head and purposely put on a profound look. "Fate rises and falls, fate follows fate. Everything arises because of fate, perishes because of fate. Everything arises because of fate, perishes because of fate. Everything is an illusion."
"He saw me?
Haha, interesting. "
Qin Shi couldn't help but be stunned. He walked toward the stall.
He walked to the stall and stopped. While fiddling with the goods on the stall, he asked the owner, "Boss, why don't you shout like the others?"
The owner of the stall heard him and opened his eyes slightly. He smiled at Qin Shi and said, "Those who are fated will come to my door. Why do I need to shout?
Even if I shout for those who are not fated, what's the use?
Everything depends on fate. When the time is right, I will naturally cultivate to perfection. "
Qin Shi was puzzled by this string of inexplicable words. The corner of his eye twitched. "Isn't doing business just for money?
The same thing, if others shouted, but you didn't, wouldn't you be robbed of your business? "
"That's not true, that's not true. Young Master, if I had opened my mouth, would you have noticed this place?" The owner denied. He tilted his head and smiled mysteriously at Qin Shi.
Hearing this, Qin Shi was stunned.
Indeed, he wanted to speed up and leave the market because of the ear-piercing shouts.
But it was precisely because the owner didn't shout that he attracted his attention.
If the owner had shouted, he would have left the market long ago.
After understanding this, he came to a sudden realization. "Silence is better than words?"
"Haha, Young Master, some things can only be understood but not explained."
The owner of the stall stroked his beard and laughed heartily. "Since we are fated, you can choose three items from this stall. Take it as a greeting gift from me."
"A greeting gift from me?"
Qin Shi was a little confused and wanted to refuse.
But when his eyes swept across the stall, he was suddenly attracted by a seemingly ancient book.
It felt as if the ancient book was calling out to him.
"Strange. What's going on?"
Qin Shi was a little surprised. This was the first time he had encountered such a strange thing. Hence, he picked up the ancient book curiously and sized it up.
After picking up the book, Qin Shi didn't know why, but he felt a strong affinity with it.
This made him even more curious. Finally, he hesitated and said to the owner of the stall, "Boss, I won't stand on ceremony with you then. Three items are too many. I'll pick one. I'll pick this ancient book."
"Oh?"
Seeing that Qin Shi chose the ancient book, the owner of the stall was stunned. Suddenly, he laughed heartily. "You don't want so many valuable items, but you choose this seemingly useless ancient book?"
"Mmm, to each their own. This might be our fate, hehe."
Qin Shi didn't explain. After picking up the ancient book, he stood up and thanked the owner of the stall. "Thank you, Boss."
"Don't thank me. You said it yourself. This is your fate."
The owner of the stall smiled with his hands behind his back. Then, he put the stall away and said something to Qin Shi before disappearing into the market. "Remember, leave everything to fate. Don't try to climb up. If fate allows it, we will meet again."
Looking at the leaving owner of the stall, Qin Shi felt strange.
But after thinking for a while, he still couldn't figure it out. Hence, he threw it to the back of his mind and turned to walk home.
Of course, he didn't notice that when he turned around, a pair of eyes was staring at him from a short distance away.
"The appearance of the Demonic Son and the change of fate. It seems like the Sovereign King's prophecy is starting to come true." The person staring at Qin Shi was none other than the owner of the stall.
However, he had already changed his attire. He wore a noble blue dragon robe and stood with his hands behind his back. He gave off a dignified aura.