Chapter 742: Chapter 737: My Chong’Er Is Born With Divine Power
August 15th, Prince Wei’s Mansion.
In this alternate world of the Great Song Dynasty, there was no concept of celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival, and Chen Mo had no intention of creating any ceremonial atmosphere.
In one of the training grounds in the backyard.
Chen Mo was stretching his joints, elongating his muscles, using his arms to form a horizontal and vertical curve, and utilizing rigid internal strength qi to clear the meridians throughout his body, with his legs in a horse step, like a crouching tiger, exuding strength and power.
His body was heating up, a stream of warmth flowing through his flesh, similar to a drought welcoming the first rainfall, where the parched earth greedily absorbed the raindrops.
[Vajra Skill, recorded.]
With the system’s prompt sound ringing out, Chen Mo raised an eyebrow, "Is this even possible?"
The technique he was practicing was called "Eight Vajra Skills". Back in his previous life, as a wealthy second-generation, he indulged in wine and women, leaving his body somewhat weakened. Later, while watching videos at night, he saw a Daoist say that "Eight Vajra Skills" could enhance a man’s vitality, and he believed it. So, he followed the Daoist in the video to learn it for a while and found it to be truly effective. (Even the orange cat tried it and found it effective.)
However, he didn’t continue practicing it for long, and upon crossing over to this world, he had forgotten about it, had it not been for his frequent indulgences of late, constantly reminded of it.
After recalling it, Chen Mo tried to practice a set based on memory and unexpectedly, the system recorded it.
But why is it called Vajra Skill, and not Eight Vajra Skills?
Chen Mo opened the system panel.
[Name: Chen Mo.]
[Age: 24.]
[Cultivation Technique: Purple Sun Transformation Skill (Perfection 152369.2/300000).]
[Realm: Divine Transformation (Second Grade).]
[Power: 4560.]
[Skills: Great Sun Qi Slash (Intermediate 1599860/6000000), Sun-Shooting Arrow (Intermediate 236/3000000), Divine Burning Technique (Basic 99053/100000), Left Traveling Step (Perfection 19956/50000), Snake Swallowing Technique (Perfected, Tier Break upon reaching First Grade), Esoteric Dual Refining Technique (Intermediate 396/1000), Vajra Skill (Basic 1/100).]
Based on the recorded information of Vajra Skill, Chen Mo learned that this was actually a body technique, intended for practicing external skills, training physique, and enhancing the body’s internal organs.
And what Chen Mo didn’t know was that what he practiced in his previous life was also Vajra Skill because the full version of Vajra Skill is called Vajra Longevity Skill, also known as Eight Vajra Skills.
It includes Vajra Skill for external skills and Longevity Skill for internal skills, training the mind, which is referred to as Heart Method.
Following the video, he could naturally only learn the external skill, which is Vajra Skill.
Seeing this, Chen Mo was overjoyed. He already had sword technique, archery, and body technique, and what he lacked was a body technique, and now the recording of the Vajra Skill had completely filled that gap.
Whether it’s an illusion or a difference in the world is unclear.
While on earth in his previous life, practicing Vajra Skill would only cause slight warmth in his body over time.
But now, he felt his flesh itching, with strength building throughout his body, a different experience.
As Chen Mo practiced Vajra Skill, several children followed suit, imitating behind him. With Wu Mi, Han Anniang, and Xia Zhiqing accompanying them, they did not stop the children, merely standing by to prevent them from disturbing Chen Mo’s training, smiling with amusement and thinking, "Like father, like son."
However, the children’s movements were clumsy and not precise, and at their age of one or two, falls and bumps were routine. Even when they fell to the ground, they didn’t cry but giggled as they got up and continued learning.
Chen Mo practiced continuously for over twenty repetitions.
The movements required significant energy, yet he did not feel fatigue; instead, he was invigorated, his body seemingly rejoicing with a desire to unleash his abundant energy.
At that moment, he only wanted to say, "I want to fight ten of them."
He stopped and ceased training, instead picking up the strong bow from the weapon rack to further practice archery.
The children, eager to learn, also attempted to grab a bow from the weapon rack.
Han Anniang saw this and intended to stop them, but seeing that they were too short to reach the bows, she allowed them to try.
Shifting her gaze to Chen Mo, she chatted with the two women beside her, "Erlang is full of energy every day, exhausting himself at night, yet still so vigorous by day. Is this how Upper Third-Grade Martial Artists are?"
"It’s person-specific," Wu Mi replied, "but indeed, our husband’s energy is abundant."
In their conversation, without noticing, little Chen Zhong climbed the weapon rack and grabbed a longbow.
The longbow was nearly twice the height of little Chen Zhong, and as soon as he got hold of it, he fell off the weapon rack.
Fortunately, it was only about one foot high, so little Chen Zhong didn’t hurt himself, laughing even more joyfully.
But Han Anniang was frightened by the scene, hurriedly running over, "My little ancestor..."
Taking care of children truly requires vigilance.
As Han Anniang jogged over, little Chen Zhong, using both hands and feet, actually managed to draw the longbow.
This scene shocked Wu Mi, who immediately called for Chen Mo to have a look.
Chen Mo turned around to see the scene before him and glanced at the weapon rack before putting down his bow and arrow in shock.
What little Chen Zhong had picked up was a One-Stone Bow.
Which meant to open this bow required at least one stone of strength, approximately fifty kilograms.
Although little Chen Zhong used both hands and feet, and didn’t fully draw it, considering he was not even two years old, reaching this extent was indeed innate divine power.
Han Anniang wasn’t concerned about this revelation, only worried about the child, quickly removing the longbow and picking up little Chen Zhong, quietly instructing, "Chong’Er, you’re too young to play with this."
Chen Mo, however, had a different opinion, "An Niang, Chong’Er is a bit extraordinary."
He walked over, reached out his hand to Little Chen Zhong, and said with a smile, "Chong’Er, let Father hold you."
Chen Mo held Little Chen Zhong and brought him in front of the One-Stone Bow, set him down, crouched down, looked at his rosy little cheeks, and said, "Chong’Er, can you pull this bow again for Father to see?"
"Okay." Chen Zhong nodded.
"Erlang." Han Anniang was a little worried.
"It’s alright, I’m watching."
Chen Zhong again used both his hands and feet to pull the One-Stone Bow. At first, it was not very strenuous, but when it reached half-circle, it started getting harder, and he wanted to give up. But seeing his father’s encouraging eyes, he continued to pull.
Finally, he really used the strength as if he was breastfeeding, and although he still didn’t fully draw it, he was quite close.
Chen Mo was slightly surprised and had Chen Nuo, Chen You, and Chen Jia try it.
But they couldn’t even reach Chen Zhong’s level and couldn’t even manage a half-circle.
This reminded Chen Mo of his deceased older brother, Chen Da.
Chen Da was strong as an ox from a young age.
This meant that the Chen Family had this gene in their blood, but it was not something inherited a hundred percent of the time.
Chen Mo also recalled that when Chen Zhong was born, he weighed ten pounds, far heavier than the other four children, which was how "Chen Zhong" got his name.
"I didn’t expect my Chong’Er to have such divine power," Chen Mo said with immense joy, hugging Little Chen Zhong and kissing him heavily on the cheek before lifting him high up.
With such a talent, it shouldn’t be buried just like this; it needs to be nurtured well.
However, Han Anniang was right. Chen Zhong is too young now; when he is three or four years old, it should be appropriate.
Chen Mo already made plans for Chen Zhong in his mind.
"Congratulations, husband." Wu Mi and Xia Zhiqing congratulated them one after the other.
Born with divine power, he might be a martial arts prodigy in the future.
They weren’t surprised either.
With such a strong father, the son would certainly have one or two who are "decent."
Because of discovering this talent in Chen Zhong, Chen Mo was in a particularly good mood, completely forgetting the previous unpleasantness with Dai Tu.
"Everything is ready; we can set off anytime." At this moment, Xia Zhining quickly walked over from outside the martial arts field, explaining the arrangement of the convoy.
After the Dai Tu incident was resolved, Huang Zhaodi and her son, along with Dai Ling, left Xiangyang the next day. Chen Mo assigned four Armored Warriors to escort them. Qin Shi and the scholars, feeling sorry for them, pooled together some silver for Huang Zhaodi and her son, ensuring that Huang Zhaodi had enough silver to raise her son and live out their lives peacefully.
Under Chen Mo’s intentional control, the "Guo Xian" incident did not spread widely. After all, it wasn’t a good thing and needed to be downplayed to maintain the reputation of the Zhang Family and Zhang Zhu.
After resolving the Dai Tu matter, Chen Mo did not plan to stay in Xiangyang long. He began handling tasks and instructed Xia Zhining to organize the convoy to leave Xiangyang.
After all, it wasn’t just their family going to the Capital; there were also dozens of scholars who were on the metropolitan examination list. They must be properly arranged.
Chen Mo looked at Wu Mi, and before he could speak, she said, "The luggage is already packed, ready to go anytime."
"Then tomorrow it is. Mi’Er, go notify Miss Nalan." Chen Mo said.
Wu Mi nodded.
Afterward, Chen Mo found Xiao Yunxi, explained that they would leave for the Capital tomorrow, and asked her to go to Copper Sparrow Garden to notify and make arrangements.
...
Noon just passed.
In the cool room, Chen Mo was chatting with the women, holding Yang Qingqing in his arms. After some time of guidance, she had become much more obedient.
Her pet, the White Tiger Dabai, had also become a mount for the four children.
Dabai lay on the ground, pitifully being ridden in turns by the four children.
However, after last time’s lesson, the four children no longer pulled Dabai’s fur or ears.
They were just playing with Dabai.
Even though it was a one-sided game with the children.
At this moment, a colorful venomous snake slithered in from outside the cool room, flicking its tongue. Dabai’s hackles rose, and it stood up.
Yet the newborn calves were not afraid of tigers, and the children didn’t have the concept that snakes were scary in their minds. When they saw the snake, it was like they saw something fun, and they even wanted to reach out and grab it.
Luckily, Wu Mi and the others reacted quickly, picking the children up and moving them aside.
A figure appeared at the door of the cool room; it was Nalan Yiren.
The women were a bit surprised by her arrival.
During this time, except for meals, Nalan Yiren had been staying indoors and not going out.
"Miss Nalan, what brings you here?" Chen Mo released Yang Qingqing and asked.
Nalan Yiren wore a half-mask, hiding her expression. She calmly said, "Do you have something to do? Take me around the city."
Chen Mo: "..."
