(It's still two more today.,Ask for votes!The two more of Xiaoye's are big chapters.,It doesn't seem to have as many chapters as some other authors.,But the number of words is quite a lot.。 This book will not be a eunuch, I guarantee that it will be completed, and I will also round some regrets in my heart, and ask for support and votes!)

In the afternoon, the so-called European cultural exchange group left the Tibetan Dingguan and went to the hotel booked in the city to stay, and tomorrow there will be a welcome banquet from the city government, and after eating and drinking, it is estimated that they will leave the day after tomorrow.

Wang Cheng didn't go out in his room in the afternoon, copying the secret record of Yuan Qi while looking at Qingyang, afraid that his body would have other sequelae of Yan zhòng. After all, it was the first time he had really performed such a secret technique, and he didn't know the bottom of his heart.

The cultural exchange group is gone, and many of Qingyang's fellow brothers have come to look for him, he used to be deserted in front of the door, and there may not be any brothers who come to him in a month or two, but now, after a while, more than a dozen of them came, all curious about why he was so powerful.

"Qingyang, you are amazing, you have learned to hide your strength, and you have recently become strong. ”

"Say, did you deliberately hide it, just waiting for this day?"

"What I lost, I will get it back, what I am waiting for is this opportunity, Qingyang, you kid has a plan!"

These are all people who usually have a good relationship with Qingyang, and they are joking, but when they see Qingyang lying on the bed and can't move, they are all puzzled.

"I used an invincible magic skill that can stimulate my potential, so my strength skyrocketed within a minute, and the price was that I couldn't get out of bed for a few days. ”

Qingyang said in a weak tone.

At this moment, everyone looked suddenly, this is right, so you are still that Qingyang, we are still brothers and friends, and we can be scolded by the master as a stupid person on the street together.

Those who pit together are brothers, and one day you don't pit and have pursuits, then there will be no brothers.

Wang Cheng was amused when he saw Qingyang's depressed expression, he knew that Qingyang was afraid that he would become the last disciple with low qualifications and low comprehension that lasted for more than three months ago.

Everyone is gone, Wang Cheng also finished copying the secret record of vitality, stood up, stretched his waist, came to Qingyang's bed, checked the pulse, and still had a deficiency of qi and blood, but he was recovering quickly, after all, he was a young man with vigorous qi and blood, and there were no other symptoms, fortunately, it showed that there were no stricter sequelae, and it would not cause permanent symptoms.

For a martial artist, the qi and blood are weak, and it is good to raise them for a while.

"Qingyang, you don't have to be discouraged. ”

Wang Cheng smiled at Qingyang: "I'm in Jiangzhou, I will come to stay for a few days every summer vacation in the future, instruct you on your boxing skills, if you have time, you can also come to me." ”

"You are very diligent, and if you have the right and efficient cultivation method, you will definitely be able to become a master like your master in the future. ”

Qingyang's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he said, "I can go to you at any time?"

Wang Cheng immediately shook his head: "Of course this can't work, I still have to go to school." ”

"Okay. ”

Qingyang suddenly sighed: "It would be nice if you could stay in the Taoist Temple, or you should also apprentice to the master, then we will be senior brothers, you are my junior brother, you have such a good understanding, if you can get the true inheritance of my master, you will definitely be more powerful than my master in the future." ”

Wang Cheng smiled: "I can't be more powerful than your master, your master is much more powerful than you think." Okay, you have a good rest, I'll cook you a bowl of soup to replenish qi and blood later, and bring it over, and now I'll go and see the chief of the Changhe Dao. ”

Qingyang nodded: "Okay, I heard that you are a good cook, you go to see my master, don't talk too much, he is an old stubborn." ”

Wang Cheng was noncommittal, put the copied Yuan Qi Secret Record into his package, took the original Yuan Qi Secret Record, left the residence, and walked towards the backyard.

When I came to the door of the independent courtyard at the back, I just saw Aoki coming out of it, his face was a little bad, it seemed that he had been reprimanded, and he was a little depressed, seeing Wang Cheng, Aoki just nodded politely, and then passed by, not smiling at everyone like the old elder brother, like the master's family.

Today, the blow to Aoki is quite big, and the majesty of the elder brother is lost Yan zhòng.

Wang Cheng entered the small courtyard, but the long beard and the Taoist were not there, and as the representative of the Tibetan Ding Temple, he went down the mountain to entertain those foreign devils. In the small courtyard, there was only one person in the long crane road, and today he did not stand on the stone and take a horse step, sitting at a table of eight immortals in front of the hut to drink tea, nor did he behave elegantly like those literati and scholars with a small teacup to taste tea.

"Sit!"

Changhe Daoist didn't look up, he held an ancient book in one hand, looked at it with fascination, and said a word directly.

Wang Cheng walked over slowly, sat opposite Changhe, and put the Yuan Qi Secret Record on the table: "Dao Chief, the book you want." ”

Changhe Daoist nodded, exhaled a breath, put the ancient book in his hand on the table, took a big sip of tea, and stared at Wang Cheng with his eyes like a torch: "Wang Cheng, are you willing to worship under my door?"

Wang Cheng paused for a moment, what this old Taoist priest said was too direct, right?

Shouldn't we test it, and then praise each other, and then say whether it's a matter of apprenticeship?

The script is wrong.

Wang Cheng said very directly: "I don't want to!"

This time, the old Taoist priest took a moment, shouldn't he be grateful and shout that I am willing?

The script is also not right.

The old Taoist priest kept his face calm and didn't speak.

The two of them were cold for a while.

Wang Cheng came to work in Zangdingguan, in addition to earning a salary of 10,000 yuan, the biggest purpose was indeed to learn the health and martial arts of Zangdingguan, because he was in poor health at that time. He has stayed in the ** boxing gym and Tai Chi boxing gym, and feels that although this Xingyi boxing and Tai Chi boxing are claimed to be internal boxing, the effect of health preservation is still not obvious, and it is biased towards actual combat.

Many people see Tai Chi soft, slow, think this is not the actual combat boxing method, this view is very wrong, Wang Cheng has studied Tai Chi, but also seen the Tai Chi gym Yang old man played Tai Chi, that is called a mighty, Tai Chi to the deep bone marrow, shake your hand, is a bang, like a firecracker, if you hit someone, it is definitely either death or injury.

Seeing that the twenty-year-old limit that the doctor said when he was a child was approaching, Wang Cheng came directly to Zangdingguan without taking the final exam last semester, wanting to learn the Taoist way of health preservation to save his life, live a few more years, and make his sister Wang Yuanyuan bigger, and then the little girl will be able to live independently on her own.

Now, the congenital heart disease has been cured, and there are many more pursuits in life.

Wang Cheng doesn't want to learn the old Taoist's health martial arts so much, just like Minister Zhao and Changxu Daoist said today, the martial arts of Tibetan Dingguan is a Taoist line after all, with self-cultivation as the main thing, and combat is secondary.

Young man, who doesn't have a dream of being a hero or a strong man? In the past, Wang Cheng didn't dare to think about it, and he was not qualified to think about it, but now, he can have these dreams.

Therefore, Wang Cheng definitely wants to learn martial arts now, he has already thought about it, he will go to the ** boxing gym on the weekend of next semester, or the Tai Chi boxing gym to apprentice, he saved Master Liu Qing's life, it is easier to come and go to the ** boxing gym, someone is covered, and it is easier to learn real kung fu. Ordinary disciples want to apprentice, it is easy to get started, just pay money, and just want an ordinary training class.

But it is more difficult to become a true disciple, and it is even more difficult to learn true kung fu, there are thousands of disciples inside and outside the gym, but there are less than thirty core disciples who have learned the true tradition.

Neither of them spoke, Wang Cheng thought to himself about the decryption of the vitality in the secret record of vitality, and the original author was actually in the exploration stage.

I sat for ten minutes.

The old Taoist priest of Changhe couldn't help it, and sighed in his heart, he was an old guy who was almost ninety years old, and he didn't have a teenage little guy who could calm down, shook his head, and said: "Okay, you don't want to, and I don't force it, but it's a pity that you are such a good seedling." ”

"Thank you Dao Chang for your kindness, the kid just thinks that the martial saint may not be suitable for me. ”

Wang Cheng also said.

The old Taoist priest was immediately unhappy, and glared at Wang Cheng: "Do you think that the martial arts of my Martial Saint Mountain are all fancy?"

"Of course not!"

Wang Cheng didn't dare to admit it: "I just think that the martial arts of the Taoist lineage pay attention to cultivating one's temperament, prolonging one's life, and cultivating for many years to be effective, and the younger generation is afraid that he does not have the perseverance of the Taoist." ”

Xingyi boxing, Bagua boxing, Bajiquan and other boxing methods, cultivated to the same level of Cheng dù, have good combat effectiveness, but Taijiquan is relatively slow, there is a saying that Taiji does not go out for ten years, and goes out for ten years to kill people.

The martial arts that Wang Cheng learned on Wusheng Mountain were also based on the pile method, and the nine-yuan fist method that Aoki used when he played against Philip was said to be more powerful, but Wang Cheng didn't see it.

"Humph!"

The old Taoist priest of Changhe snorted coldly, glared at Wang Cheng with a pair of eyes, and Wang Cheng, who was frightened, suddenly didn't dare to speak.

"Boy, look at it!"

The Changhe Taoist priest was sitting on the chair, but suddenly he didn't see any movement, he just jumped out of a distance of nearly ten meters in one step and appeared three zhang away!

This is a prancing horse pile, but it is many times stronger than the prancing horse pile that Wang Cheng has seen and practiced himself!

Wang Cheng was dumbfounded, he knew that this was a hasty exertion of the old Taoist priest without any accumulation of strength, he could jump so far, if he did it, it would definitely be doubled, and if it was combined with a special pace, this distance would increase.

That's more than twenty meters?

Jumping over a distance of 20 meters in one step?

Wang Cheng was shocked just thinking about it, literally it seemed like twenty meters was nothing, but when he went to the ground to measure it, he knew how incredible the distance of twenty meters was for one step.

The sprint champion running 100 meters for ten seconds is a great achievement, but this old Taoist priest only needs to jump five steps in a row, and any world record is a floating cloud.

The most important thing is that the old Taoist priest stood more than nine meters away, his face was not red, he was not panting, obviously he still had strength left, and then, with a low shout, his fists crossed a big circle, bringing up a whirring whirlwind, the wind was very urgent, and the weeds and leaves on the ground around him were floating, spinning with the whirlwind.

Bang!

The old Taoist priest's fist slammed into the top of a half-human-high wooden stake in front of the house, and with a dull sound, a puff of dust blew out.

Wang Cheng's eyes widened as he looked at the things in front of him.

The one-meter-high wooden stake, which was smashed by the old Taoist priest's punch, was only about twenty centimeters left on the ground, and the other eighty centimeters of length were drilled into the ground by this punch, and the surrounding ground was slightly raised, and there were subtle cracks, and the most important thing was that the wooden stake was not split apart because of excessive force, which was obviously the result of the old Taoist priest's deliberate control of the force.

It's so powerful, it's so terrifying, although Wang Cheng is not a master, but he is also knowledgeable, he is considered an expert, and his heart is very shaken.

Exhaling a breath, the old Taoist priest came back and sat on the chair again, took a sip of tea, squinted at Wang Cheng, and was very satisfied with this kid's shocked expression, this is according to the script.

"The Taoist is powerful, his martial arts are world-famous, and the kid admires him. ”

Wang Cheng sincerely admired.

After this punch, it is estimated that there must be at least a thousand catties of huge strength, so what kind of Crucifixian knight Philip, if he takes this punch, it will be almost impossible to become a meatloaf.

"Now do you know how powerful my martial arts are in Wusheng Mountain? If all the martial saint boxing methods are inherited, what Xingyi boxing, Bagua boxing, and Taijiquan must all be bypassed, and my martial arts in Wusheng Mountain is based on the basic inheritance and improvement of the martial saint boxing method, which has been formed for thousands of years, and is congenitally insufficient, so it will be like this. ”

The old Taoist priest said proudly, and he was a little regretful.

Wang Cheng said suspiciously: "Is the Dao Chief saying that the Martial Saint Fist method of all inheritances is even more powerful?"

"That's natural, during the Three Kingdoms period, the martial saint was strong in blood and blood, and he was the first in the world, if Lu Bu didn't rely on weapons and the convenience of the red rabbit, he wouldn't necessarily be the opponent of the martial saint. ”

The old Taoist priest said without question, "Are you willing to worship under my door now?"

Wang Cheng immediately said: "I don't want to!"

The proud old Taoist almost squirted out a mouthful of tea, coughed, and this kid didn't follow the script again, hiding his embarrassment, and glared at Wang Cheng: "What do you mean kid? Why don't you want to? Do you look down on me? Or look down on Martial Saint Martial Arts?"

Wang Cheng hurriedly shook his head and said: "The Dao Master has misunderstood, I have absolutely no doubt about the strength of the Dao Chief, no one is qualified to look down on the Dao Chief, let alone anyone who dares to look down on the Martial Saint Martial Arts that has been inherited for two thousand years." It's just, Dao Chief, the kid asks you, how many years have you been practicing martial arts?"

The old Taoist priest turned his mind, and he knew what Wang Cheng meant, and waved his hand: "I won't hide it from you, the old Taoist priest, I have practiced martial arts for 80 years to have today's strength, the most important actual combat boxing method of the martial saint has been lost, and the ancestor of the Tibetan Dingguan did not like to kill, and did not learn the ability of the martial saint to kill the enemy, so the foundation is the main one, and it is normal to cultivate qi and blood condensation, and it is normal to form slowly, but with such cultivation, the body is excellent, and the life span is extremely long, and the old guy of the Yang family is ten years younger than me, and he is not as good as me." ”

Wang Cheng nodded, this old Taoist priest is telling the truth, he has seen the old man of the Yang family, his spirit is not as good as the old Taoist priest, and there are many wrinkles on his face, not as full as the old Taoist priest, there are few wrinkles.

"Dao Chief, it's not that I don't want to worship your old man as a teacher, but I still have to go to school, and I have a young sister, so it's impossible to learn martial arts with you every day. ”

Wang Cheng hurriedly moved his studies and his sister out.

The old Taoist priest stared at Wang Cheng with both eyes, Wang Cheng was under a lot of pressure, and after a while, the old Taoist priest took a sip of tea and said in a deep voice: "Okay, you kid has backbone, if you don't apprentice, you won't apprentice, but the old Taoist priest I am also a stubborn temper, saying that if I want to teach you, I must also teach you, if you don't want to apprentice, I will also teach you, you don't need to apprentice, open your eyes and look good." ”

Wang Cheng was stunned for a moment, with a wry smile in his heart, feeling that talking to the old Taoist priest was like arguing with a child, if you don't let it, I won't let it.

As the saying goes, old children, old children, the older the more children, and so it is. However, my heart is a little warm, as if my grandfather and grandson have nothing to do.

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