Soaring of Galaxia

Chapter 17

It has been two years since Qin Wushuang returned to Donglin town. His age in this life is also fifteen. One and a half years away, the Wu Tong test is coming, the family theory is coming, and all the small and big exams will follow.

Wu Tong test, now for Qin Wushuang, is not worth mentioning. What he wants to consider most is the "family theory" held every 20 years.

With the current situation of the Qin clan's declining population and poor strength, there will certainly be fewer forces staring at their poor seat of the Qin clan.

But the Qin family used to be a rich family and left a large industry, which made the rich family jealous. It's strange that people don't care about such a large piece of fat.

He decided to add some training items to himself. He still has a year and a half. Time is tight.

After lunch that day, Qin Wushuang came to his backyard and set up a big iron pot with dry firewood under it. Then he ran to the oil press of the Qin family and put two barrels of oil aside.

Holding a copper coin with a hole in the middle in one hand and scooping oil with a spoon in the other hand, pour it through the hole and flow into the big pot below.

"Qin Wushuang, what are you doing?" Qin Lianshan was puzzled.

"Practice Kung Fu!" Qin Wushuang was not distracted and subconsciously replied.

Qin Lianshan was stunned for a moment and then understood. At first glance, my son's time of pouring oil and holding money is very superficial. Only after careful experience can we know where knowledge is deep.

This small coin hole is a big test for eyesight, hand power and endurance if you want to let the oil pour down without dropping on the side.

Pour it for a minute or two. Maybe people who have practiced martial arts think it's no problem. But these two barrels of oil should be filled with a large pot. Look at the small hole of the copper coin. It is impossible to pour all the time without a handle!

The key is that there are firewood burning below. It's so close that the high temperature alone is enough to drink a pot.

Qin Lianshan has never heard of such a practice method of killing many birds with one stone!

One minute, two minutes, a quarter of an hour

Soon, two quarters of an hour passed. Qin Lianshan showed a happy smile.

He stared at all this and found that his son had persisted for so long that he didn't even blink his eyes and his hands didn't tremble. Spoonfuls of oil passed through the coin hole and dropped into the oil pan.

As a master of Zhenwu realm, Qin Lianshan also asked himself that he was not 100% sure of it.

At this time, Qin Wushuang gently moved his hands holding the copper coin. When the hole deviated slightly, the oil dropped on the copper coin.

"Hey!" Qin Wushuang sighed a little regretfully and threw the copper coins into the hot oil pan, "it's only about two quarters of an hour?"

Before Qin Wushuang was 20 years old in his previous life, this method of practicing kung fu was a subject that must be practiced every day. The highest level can last for three hours - six hours!

"Good boy, who taught you this skill?" Qin Lianshan came over happily.

Qin Wushuang poured all the remaining oil into the pot and kept adding dry firewood: "dreaming at night, an old man taught me, ha ha."

Qin Lianshan was used to his son joking with himself. He didn't think so. He asked, "why do you add firewood to it?"

"Practice Kung Fu!" Qin Wushuang said that the oil was hot and bubbling. He felt several copper coins of the same type in his arms, but one of them was a little darker.

The ape's arms relaxed and threw them all into the pot.

"Hey, Dad, give you ten breath. Can you take the darker copper coin out of it?" Qin Wushuang asked with a smile.

"It's not difficult!" Qin Lianshan rolled up his sleeves and walked over to explore his head to see where the dark copper coin was. But the hot oil is bubbling white. How can you see the position?

"Remember, there's only one chance!" Qin Wushuang smiled.

Qin Lianshan shook his head helplessly: "I'm afraid I'm not sure about being a father!"

"Father is not as attentive as I am." Qin Wushuang sighed, "when the copper coins fell into the pot, you didn't listen to their falling direction and pay attention to their floating direction. Of course, I can't tell where it is. Look at me! "

With one hand, two fingers and one clip, he took a copper coin from the hot oil pot, which was clearly the dark copper coin.

Qin Lianshan was stunned and couldn't help applauding: "good! Qin Wushuang, my father has seen you go home for two years. You have been practicing very hard. Now it seems that the effect is remarkable. What are your ambitions for the martial arts test the next year? "

"What is my father's ambition for me?" Qin Wushuang asked with a smile.

"Ha ha, the expectation of being a father is to protect six paragraphs and strive for seven paragraphs. Strive to get into the top grade. If you can enter the top grade of Wutong test, your future achievements will certainly be above being a father. " Qin Lianshan himself is in the Zhenwu realm, so he looks forward to his son's achievements surpassing himself in the future.

"Top grade Wutong?" Qin Wushuang smiled. The goal set by his father can only be regarded as above the middle.

This goal is definitely a piece of cake for Qin Wushuang at this stage. Of course, before the real battle started, he didn't want to expose all his strength, which was undoubtedly an unwise move to add trouble to himself.