When Qiao Mian was practicing martial arts, countless people around the world were practicing martial arts.

The "Quanzhenxin Method" and "Quanzhen Sword Technique" that have been scattered from the fantasy park are spread all over the world in various forms.

A video of Xiaolongnu dancing with a sword was played on the electronic screen of Times Square. A large group of white and black people on the square were wearing masks and holding long swords to learn in a good manner.

At the foot of Mount Fuji, someone sat cross-legged on the platform, chanting the mantra of "Quanzhenxin Method" in aloud and straight Chinese with a straight voice. A large number of people below were pressing down on the darkness of the mind method to practice internal strength.

There are several ambulances on hand on the side.

There are countless people in the various parks and squares of the Rabbit Kingdom, either dancing swords or practicing internal strength.

There were countless fat guys who gave up their favorite paper man and practiced "Quanzhenxin Method" on the computer.

Many things like "martial arts museums" and "gory halls" suddenly emerged, and some gyms also added training areas.

Several internet celebrity universities have announced plans to offer "martial arts courses" on the Internet, and hired experts who have developed internal strength to serve as lecturers with high salaries.

For a time, those guys who cultivated their inner energy became popular in reality.

In addition to the invitation from the school, there are also rich people who hired these people as personal trainers or personal bodyguards with high salaries, and some state departments even hired them to serve as coaches in the police and even the military.

The martial arts craze is spreading around the world.

The Chinese craze abroad has become unprecedented.

Even Qiao’s father and mother were secretly practicing the “Quanzhenxin Method”.

Then……

"Mom, where is my dad?"

As soon as Qiao Mian returned to the small yard, she found that her mother Su Yueling was looking for something with a nervous expression.

Looking at him, a hint of embarrassment flashed across Su Yueling's face: "Your dad is feeling uncomfortable."

"Don't feel well?" Qiao Mian was stunned, "Did you catch a cold?"

This place is really troublesome to see a doctor.

I don’t know if the “Healing Chapter” in the “Nine Yin Scriptures” is useful.

"It's not a cold." Su Yueling said without looking back.

"What medicine are you looking for? I'll help you find it?" Qiao Mian asked.

Su Yueling stopped, stood up straight again, turned her head to look at her son, and stopped talking.

"What the hell is it?" Qiao Mian felt something bad in her heart and couldn't help but ask in a deep voice.

"Your dad... seems to be infatuated." Su Yueling whispered.

"What?" Qiao Mian was shocked.

Su Yueling said embarrassedly: "Didn't we practice the "Quanzhenxin Method"? He suddenly said that his back pain was hurt after halfway through practice..."

"I asked you last time and said you didn't need it!" Qiao Mian complained.

"Do you have any help?" Su Yueling's eyebrows stood up, "Do I tell you that you are asking you to teach me a lesson?"

"Take me to see it." Qiao Mian said helplessly.

Qiao Lin lay on the bed, her clothes were lifted away.

The blue veins on his waist were exposed, like several twisted little snakes.

Qiao Mian reached out and poked.

"Ouch." Old Qiao screamed, "Be gentle, I want to hurt you so much!"

"Last time I asked you that you didn't learn, I had to practice secretly." Qiao Mian complained.

Qiao Lin said nothing.

Su Yueling raised her eyebrows and was about to speak when she saw Qiao Mian suddenly laughing, "Old Qiao is very talented."

"No big or small!" Qiao Lin snorted.

Qiao Mian said: "Have you cultivated your internal energy?"

Qiao Lin grinned in pain, but her tone revealed pride: "What do you think?"

"It's a pity that the internal energy has gone wrong," said Qiao Mian, "Fortunately, the Quanzhenxin Method is peaceful and gentle."

"Sit down." He said to his father who wanted to reach out and hammer his hand.

Qiao Lin was unhappy with her son's tone, but she had to sit down with the pain.

"Turn internal energy," said Qiao Mian.

Before Qiao Lin could move, he felt a powerful internal energy pouring into his body from his back.

The internal energy he had cultivated before was as weak as his hair, but the aura that entered his body was as vast as a river and sea.

His inner energy naturally followed the movement trajectory of the river and sea-like internal energy.

Unconsciously, the pain between his waist and abdomen disappeared, and he felt a little floating in his body.

After a while, Qiao Lin felt sad and found that the internal energy that invaded his body had disappeared.

"Remember the path of exercise just now?" Qiao Mian asked.

Without waiting for Qiao Lin to answer, Qiao Mian said: "This is the operation of the Nine Yin Scriptures. I will write it for you in the future."

Qiao Lin and Su Yueling looked at each other.

My son has grown up.

Qiao Mian took his parents' expressions into his eyes and couldn't help but feel proud.

He hugged his chest with his hands: "There must be my teacher when three people walk. Even if you face your son, you should be ashamed to ask if you don't understand..."

Just as he was about to continue saying that the two of them could not hide what they did, he suddenly felt a strong wind rushing.

"Ouch, mom, let go, it hurts." Qiao Mian tilted her head and cried in pain.

Su Yueling put her hands on her hips, twisted her son's ear with the other hand, and scolded, "I'm not ashamed to ask!"

"I forgot my last name with some ability?"

"I don't think about who you are!"

"A dog thing that's big or small!"

Qiao Mian begged for a long time before her mother let go.

After a while, Qiao Mian whispered: "What I said just now is true. You two want to learn martial arts and I will teach you."

"You are so busy every day..." Old Qiao looked at his wife holding a teacup and drank water subconsciously.

"I'm not so busy. I still play games every day." Qiao Mian said, "I'm almost going to be the king now."

"Don't be unemployed all day!" Qiao Lin glared at her son.

Qiao Mian said innocently: "Didn't I want to prove that I'm not busy?"

"What do you mean by your dad?" Su Yueling suddenly said, "Or would you teach us someone else?"

"Switch someone?" Qiao Mian was puzzled.

"I think that little dragon girl is quite patient." Su Yueling said with some advice.

Qiao Mian's expression instantly became alert.

He glanced over his parents' faces and said decisively: "No!"

"Why can't it?" Su Yueling asked angrily.

"What do you mean when I don't know?" Qiao Mian snorted, "Don't mess with each other!"

"You are twenty-five!" Qiao Lin glared at his son, reached out and slapped the table with a "slap".

"I'm only twenty-five!" Qiao Mian was unmoved.

"Then you can invite someone over for a meal, right?" Su Yueling said, "I've invited you several meals these days, right?"

"There is also that Liang Xiaoyu..." Lao Qiao reminded.

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted roughly by Su Yueling: "Come one by one, I think Xiaolongnu is better."

Lao Qiao disagreed and said, "I think Xiaoyu is not bad either."

"Are you deliberately sing a counter-tune with me?" Su Yueling's eyes were sharp.

Lao Qiao's eyes dodged slightly: "I'll just talk about the matter, and it depends on which son likes."

Su Yueling cast a "waiting to see" look at Qiao Lin, and asked her son, "Which one do you want to invite?"

Qiao Mian hugged her head with both hands: "Don't say, I'm obsessed with something, and I'm having a headache."
Chapter completed!