The Nine Cauldrons

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Teng Yongfan was also annoyed and said: "The gun in the weapon is the most difficult to practice, Qingshan, why are you so stubborn?"

"Dad, grandpa."

Teng Qingshan laughed, "Actually when I was young, my uncles and uncles were practicing in the martial arts field, and I was envious of practicing long guns. So when my father and mother were not at home, I played with a wooden stick as a long gun, and played for two or three years. By the way, I really like to use long guns, and my marksmanship should not be worse than my uncles and uncles. "

Seeing Teng Qingshan's expression, everyone in the room smiled.

Can children's words be taken seriously?

"Haha ... Aoshan, children can't learn to brag!" Na Teng Yongxiang laughed, "Your uncles and uncles, which one hasn't been practicing guns for more than ten years, has a solid foundation, and you can compare with a child. "Although the men in Tengjiazhuang are not masters of marksmanship, each of them has been practicing for more than ten or twenty years, and they should not be underestimated.

Teng Yongfan beside him laughed: "It turns out that this is the case. No wonder your mother said that you often lock the courtyard door alone at home. It turns out that you are practicing the marksmanship. I am afraid that we will be teased and will not disclose it. "

Children like to play, but Teng Qingshan often stays at home, which actually attracted the attention of Teng Yongfan and Yuan Lan.

It's just that they didn't say much.

"You don't believe it, you can look at my marksmanship." Teng Qingshan said that he had no other choice. He could only ask the elders to agree to his marksmanship. In fact, at home, he is practicing Xingyiquan, and has never practiced marksmanship.

"Okay, let's see how powerful you are in Qingshan." Teng Yunlong laughed, "Go, go to the weapon storehouse."

A group of people left Teng Qingshan's residence.

The weapon storehouse is a tall and empty house built of pure bluestone. The room is nearly two feet high, four feet wide and ten feet long.

"Patriarch!" There is a clan guard at the door of the weapon storehouse.

"Open the door." Teng Yunlong ordered.

I saw that the two tall iron doors opened suddenly, and Teng Yunlong smiled and looked at Teng Qingshan: "Xiaoqingshan, go, choose a spear you like first, I want to see how powerful you are." A large number of people, including Teng Yunlong, including Teng Qingshan, also stepped into the weapons warehouse.

"Wow!" Xiao Qingyu in Yuan Lan's arms looked around in surprise.

The ground of the weapon storehouse is covered with bluestone, and pieces of weapons are hung on the walls, heavy axe, nine-section mace, thick-backed machete, giant shield, bow and arrow ..., but the most is the stick! A long or short stick, either wooden or iron, is placed against the wall. The weird thing is-

There is no spear!

In the depths of the weapons warehouse, there are large iron boxes. Each iron box is four feet long and wide. It is impossible to place a long spear.

"What about the gun?" Teng Qingshan looked at Teng Yunlong wonderingly.

"Those aren't they?" Teng Yunlong pointed at the various sticks placed against the wall and laughed, "Qingshan, these are gun barrels! And the gun heads are carefully kept in the iron box. You choose A gun barrel, I will get you the right gun head again. "

Teng Qingshan suddenly realized.

"Qingshan is too small, these guns are too long." Teng Yongfan frowned, the six-year-old child danced a lance? There is not such a short gun in the clan.

"Qingshan, now you have little strength, it is better to choose cork." Teng Yongfan said, "Among these wooden spears, the cork has the lightest barrel, and the gun head is five or six pounds. With your strength, you can also Play it. Qingshan, what do you choose that root to do, it's green Phoebe, the heaviest kind, you can't play it. "

The wooden guns in the Tengjiazhuang warehouse are mainly divided into three types: green nanmu, ash, and cork. These three are suitable materials for the gun. Among them, the cork is the lightest, and the ash is the second. , Green Phoebe is the heaviest. Of course, Qingnan wood is also the best kind.

The toughness and elasticity are excellent, and the gun barrel can withstand the power. A good green Phoebe gun barrel has generally grown for more than 50 years.

Fortunately, Tengjiazhuang can only find such good materials by relying on the mountain.

"Just this one." Teng Qingshan held this Qingnan gun. "Grandpa, help me find the gun."

"This one, plus the spearhead. It can weigh as much as fifteen or sixty kilograms." Teng Yunlong also worried. "If you want to play the Qingnan gun that weighs fifteen or sixty kilograms, you might not have enough strength now." According to Teng Yunlong, although his grandson has a hundred pounds of strength, he can freely use a fifteen or sixty pound lance, which is probably enough to choke.

"Grandpa, you helped me find the gun head." Teng Qingshan said not much.

"Okay, let you try, you will die." Teng Yunlong stepped forward, looked at the mark on the gun barrel in Teng Qingshan's hand, and then opened a big iron box, flipped it over for a while, and took out one. A spearhead. At first glance, Teng Qingshan saw that the spearhead was flat in the shape of buckwheat, with high ridges, thin blades and pointed tips! There is still a blood groove on the back of the gun head. If it penetrates into the human body, it may be a blood hole.

Below the gun head, there is also a red tassel.

Teng Qingshan nodded secretly: "This flat spearhead can be used for stabbing, hacking, and scribing. The blood trough can also make the spearhead pierce into the body, and it will not be sucked by muscles, and there will be no situation where it cannot be pulled out. The red tassel can also prevent the blood of the enemy from getting infected with the gun barrel, which is non-slip! "Teng Qingshan judged at a glance that this gun head is already very high in the gun making process.

"I'll help you connect." Teng Yunlong said, inserting the Qingnan gun and the gun head together, and struck a few times on the ground, then took out the nail from the side, and stuck the nail in with a hammer. .

"Okay." Teng Yunlong passed the spear with a smile, "This Qingnan gun weighs fifteen pounds, about seven feet long, Qingshan, can you use it?"

Relative to the height of the child, the gun that is nearly seven feet long (one meter seven and five) is indeed longer.

"You look good." Teng Qingshan actually couldn't help it. This gun was a little longer for him, but even the shortest guns were made of cork. Teng Qingshan was too lazy to use such a gun. With Teng Qingshan's true strength, once fully exerted, I am afraid that Teng Qingshan can break the cork gun.

"Everyone back away." Teng Qingshan said.

A large group of people immediately flashed away, but the elders of these tribes all had a smile on their faces. Obviously, they were watching this little guy eating deflated.

"Huh!" Teng Qingshan flicked with one hand, even holding the gun handle with one hand, the entire spear was horizontal.

"Good arm strength!" Teng Yunlong and a group of people glared.

To hold a fifteen-pound long rifle, holding the end handle alone, let the barrel of the gun stay straight, which requires extremely strong arm strength.

"This kid, it's awkward during the annual festival." Teng Yunlong said secretly.

Grabbing the gun with one hand, Teng Qingshan felt the "strength" of the gun, felt a moment, and then nodded secretly.

With his left hand stretched out, he grabbed the center of the gun barrel, rocked his right hand, and lifted it with his left hand. In an instant, this green Phoebe seemed to have spirituality, turning into vipers and dancing around. As soon as Teng Qingshan turned around and slipped his hands, Qingnan Gun easily crossed a circle, and then slammed the head.

"Slap!" The long gun slapped on the bluestone ground.

Teng Qingshan's eyes were sharp, and the gun body was shocked with one hand, and then the spear was like lightning, and a swoosh stabbed forward. There is even a wind noise that pierces the air.

"Grandpa, dad, grandpa ... look, how do I play?" Teng Qingshan turned to look at a group of people.

A group of people like Teng Yunlong and Teng Yongxiang couldn't say a word, and their eyes were full of shock.

Teng Qingshan played a spear just a moment ago, it was like flowing clouds and flowing water, it seemed simple. But which of Teng Yunlong, Teng Yongxiang and Teng Yongfan were not experts? Which one did not spend decades on the spear? They fully saw the extraordinaryness of Teng Qingshan's shooting.

The sliding of those two hands alone made Teng Qingshan's height no longer a restriction on the use of Qingnan Gun.

In this slip, there is no hard work for several years, it is not easy to use.

Both the split gun and the last stab were extremely fierce.

"Genius!" Teng Yunlong murmured.

"God." Teng Yongxiang was also completely shocked.

This strength can be born, but this gunfire takes time to sharpen. As the saying goes, "moon stick, year knife, lifelong gun", it takes several years of basic skills to play a big gun well, otherwise, it is just empty. Teng Qingshan's moves are simple, but they have real skills.

Everyone present saw clearly.

"Qingshan, my grandson, you are a genius!" Teng Yunlong's eyes glared and stared at Teng Qingshan. "How can you practice this marksmanship?"

"I, when I was at home, I used wooden sticks to play casually. Then I secretly learned the marksmanship of my uncles and uncles in the martial arts field." Teng Qingshan had already prepared an excuse, and although the gunmanship he just performed was powerful, he could It is comparable to those of uncles and uncles.

"Stealing? There are really such wizards in this world." Teng Yongfan couldn't help wondering.

Although Teng Qingshan showed a difference in gun skills compared to Teng Yongfan and Teng Yongxiang, but compared with the general uncles in the family, it was almost the same.

"Grandpa, dad, you agree with me to practice guns." Teng Qingshan said.

"Of course I agree, you are born for guns in Qingshan." Teng Yunlong even said that a six-year-old child has such a gun technique. Such a person is definitely born with a gun.

Teng Qingshan smiled.

In fact, practicing gun skills is basically the basic skill of Xingyiquan! Xingyiquan itself is a "gun fist", whether it is collapse fist, drill fist, artillery fist, horizontal fist, or split fist, all contain gun meaning, practice the gun to experience the "five elements fist", this is the former master "Teng Bolei" Taught.

Although it was said that Teng Qingshan ’s previous life spent a short period of time on ‘gun’ in the past, but after all, he was a master of Xingyi, and once the state reached, gunning also increased.

Of course ... Teng Qingshan just showed a little basic skills today.

This revealing point has already made the elders in the clan exclaim genius.