At dinner tonight, Xiaoqin's father told Fang Zheng a lot of things that ordinary people in this world can't know, and those myths in the original wild history all existed more or less, which really surprised Fang Zheng's heart.

When a bottle of Wuliangye was drunk by two people, Fang Zheng humbly asked a few questions, and Xiaoqin's father also helped.

When parting, Xiaoqin's father wanted to call Xiaoqin out to send Fang Zheng, but Fang Zheng was refused, and after saying goodbye to Xiao Qin's father, Fang Zheng walked alone on the street with a cold wind.

I'm afraid that even Fang Zheng himself didn't notice that his heart had begun to become a little different, maybe it was some growth in knowledge, or maybe it was some experience that ordinary people couldn't know in their lifetime.

Fang Zheng thought about it for a long time in his heart, the most important thing was the relationship with Qi Weijun, several times Fang Zheng decided to wait for Liu Fei to leave, to prepare a Shengda confession, but when he thought of Qi Weijun's attitude towards him, Fang Zheng hesitated a little.

When his brain was thinking about a little headache, Fang Zheng took a deep breath, which eased a lot.

After returning home, Fang Zheng took a hot bath, perhaps because he had slept this afternoon, lying on the bed tossing and turning and always unable to sleep, there was no sleepiness at all, and the time was now more than eleven o'clock.

When he was bored, Fang Zheng suddenly remembered that Xiaoqin's father told him to practice Li Changan's Guwu Tai Chi well, and thought that he couldn't sleep now anyway, so it was better to practice for a while at this time.

Fang Zheng is not the kind of person who hesitates to ink, since he has made a decision in his heart, he got up directly from the bed, walked to the balcony, looked at the round of bright moon hanging in the sky, slowly closed his eyes and began to play this set of ancient martial arts Tai Chi that he was learning.

With every punch and palm, gradually the blood in Fang Zheng's body began to become hot and hot, and sweat appeared on his body, and even in the end, Fang Zheng was surprised to find that his whole body seemed to be suppressed by an invisible force.

Causing his hands and feet to become very weighed, originally a set of combinations of Fang Zheng could be completed in more than ten seconds, but now even if Fang Zheng uses up the strength of his whole body, it will take three minutes at the earliest.

If Li Changan is here, he is definitely right, Fang Zheng is a madman, because of the inheritance of every ancient martial arts, if you want to know if you have started, the most important thing is to see if there is such a sinking feeling on your body.

If a person with good qualifications starts from a young age, it will take half a year at the earliest, and Fang Zheng is now twenty-five years old, and to put it mildly, he has already exceeded the critical age of learning ancient martial arts, but Fang Zheng has already felt this sense of pressure the next day.

Fang Zheng clenched his teeth, and finally forcibly finished a set of Guwu Tai Chi, after the end of the release, Fang Zheng sat directly on the ground, panting heavily, the pajamas on his body had already been wet with sweat, and a fatigue that had never appeared before was beginning to rise.

Fang Zheng insisted on walking to the side of the bed, and then fell asleep on the bed with a pop.

At this time, the blood in Fang Zheng's body was still running wildly, taking advantage of the bright moon outside the window, the red mist that appeared the day before yesterday once again filled Fang Zheng's body.

The damage in the body that was originally caused by the pressure of Gu Wu Tai Chi actually began to recover under this faint red mist.

And Fang Zheng had already fallen asleep at this time, and the only feeling was that he was warm.

At five o'clock the next day, the buzzing vibration of the mobile phone made Fang Zheng open his eyes directly, if it was before, when he woke up, Fang Zheng needed to ink for a while, and his spirit could be awake, and this time, Fang Zheng was surprised to find that the whole person felt more comfortable than ever.

After rushing to the bathroom to take a shower, Fang Zheng took a taxi to the park, because of the lesson from the last time, this time Fang Zheng went directly to the back and began to follow the movements of Guwu Taiji.

The movements of each move are consistent with the person in front of him, and he can still keep up with the movements at first, but gradually the unintentional pressure appears again, and Fang Zheng clenched his teeth, trying not to slow down.

But the more Fang Zheng forcibly increased his speed, the pressure on his hands and feet also increased, Fang Zheng simply ignored it, closed his eyes and began to practice at a speed that he could hold.

Originally sitting on the chair drinking the good tea scavenged from Xiaoqin's father, Li Changan's appearance suddenly became extremely serious, his eyes surging with essence, watching everyone make a silent action, and then waved his hand, and everyone quickly dispersed.

At this time, Fang Zheng was still playing Tai Chi, the sweat on his head had already fallen down his cheeks, if Fang Zheng opened his eyes at this time, he could see the dust on the ground, which was actually pulled by an invisible force, and remained consistent with Fang Zheng's movements.

Li Changan stood up from the bench suddenly, his eyes shining with essence, looking at Fang Zheng as if he were looking at a monster.

"It's only the second day, how can I feel this pressure directly, it's impossible, old man, I started practicing since I was a child, and it took me a whole year to feel this sense of qi........"

Although Li Changan thought so in his heart, he decided to test Fangzheng, walked slowly to the opposite side of Fangzheng, and also began to play Guwu Taiji.

For a while, the pressure on Li Chang'an's body was incomparably huge, directly pulling this pressure on Fang Zheng's body, and even Fang Zheng himself didn't know that if Li Changan had murderous intent now, he would be able to die without a place to bury himself.

After a full quarter of an hour, Li Changan put away the guard in his heart, in fact, he couldn't be so cautious as Li Changan, after all, there was a great danger outside, and he was peeping at the country all the time.

And Fang Zheng only came into contact with Guwu Taiji for the second time today, but the talent he showed made Li Changan, an old man with a complete ancestral heritage, unable to believe it.

"Maybe I'm really thinking too much, if there is really a problem, it won't be so easy for me to pull the qi on his body just now......"

Thinking of this, the murderous aura that Li Changan originally exuded on his body also dissipated directly, and returned to become a little old man who was a hanger, walked to the side of the bench and sat down, squinting at every set of actions of Fang Zheng, although it was not very standard, but the dust that could be pulled under his feet was more and more.