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Tibetan Dingguan Mountain Gate.

An old man with a gloomy face and a girl with an aggrieved face hurriedly walked down the mountain, needless to say, these two were the old man of the Yang family and his granddaughter Yang Qingyu.

"Qingyu. ”

Old Man Yang suddenly spoke.

Yang Qingyu was thinking about what was on her mind, when she was suddenly called, she was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly responded: "Grandpa!"

Old Man Yang let out a long breath, as if he was about to exhale the depression in his heart, and said slowly: "Are you angry with grandpa today?"

Yang Qingyu pursed his lips aggrievedly, but did not speak, the meaning was already obvious, and there were four big words written on his face, that is-I am very angry.

"Qingyu, grandpa is for your good. ”

Old Man Yang shook his head and said, "That boy from the Wang family, although he has no father or mother, but he has a very good heart, is also very calm, and has extraordinary talents. Now, the congenital disease has been cured, and it seems that God does not want him to die young, and he will definitely achieve something in the future. ”

"That's okay with me. ”

Yang Qingyu said in a low voice.

"Well, it has nothing to do with you, but it has something to do with our Yang family. ”

Old man Yang said.

Yang Qingyu was suddenly surprised: "What is the relationship? He has relatives with our family?"

"Of course not. Old Man Yang shook his head: "Your grandfather and I have three sons, but we only have two grandsons and five granddaughters. Your father and your two uncles are not as good as your grandfather and me. ”

Yang Qingyu's face suddenly flushed: "Grandpa, I'm angry when you say this." ”

Yang Qingyu was very disgusted by the typical feudal superstition of patriarchy, because his father had said in front of her more than once, if Qingyu you were a boy, it would be fine.

I'm not a man, I'm a woman, Yang Qingyu kept reminding herself that she must be better than those men, just forget it.

However, this is indeed the embarrassment of the Yang family, Yang Qingyu has an elder brother and a little cousin, and his brother Yang Wuji does not like to stay in the Yang family to accept constraints, and likes to be free, so he left three years ago and made it clear that he would not inherit the things of the Yang family. And the little cousin is four years old, and it will take at least twenty years for him to grow up.

Yang Qingyu, as the most outstanding young generation of the Yang family in addition to Yang Wuji, a nineteen-year-old second-rate peak martial artist, and the champion of liberal arts in Jiangzhou that year, was admitted to Beijing University.

Therefore, the burden of the Yang family gradually pressed on Yang Qingyu's body.

The main reason is that Old Man Yang attaches great importance to this granddaughter and intends to let Yang Qingyu take charge of the Yang family in the future, but she is a woman after all, and how to deter the family in the future is a problem, not only a matter of strength, but also a matter of family inheritance.

When Yang Lao saw Wang Cheng today, he suddenly wanted to include Wang Cheng in the Yang family, and help Yang Qingyu manage the Yang family in the future, if Wang Cheng really did what he expected, then he could not only manage the Yang family, but also promote the Yang family and become a first-class martial arts family in China, and no one in the family dared to say anything.

As the helmsman of a family, Old Man Yang will think a lot, the happiness of his granddaughter is secondary, and the family exhibition is the most important.

Old man Yang looked at Yang Qingyu, after all, she is still a little girl, only nineteen years old, and she still has a little daughter mentality, so, how can she be in charge of the family in the future?

The old man is worried!

"Qingyu, grandpa can't look at you for the rest of your life. ”

Old Man Yang had a lot of emotion in his heart, and turned into this sentence.

Yang Qingyu's face immediately calmed down, stopped talking, and silently followed his grandfather down the mountain.

………………

Tibetan Dingguan dormitory.

Wang Cheng came back and cooked a bowl of porridge for Qingyang to replenish qi and blood, let him rest well, and couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart and practiced boxing in the room.

"Xiao Cheng, the porridge you cooked is so delicious. ”

Qingyang ate a large bowl of porridge in a few bites, said admiringly, and when he looked up, he saw Wang Cheng in the center of the room, posing, practicing Danyang boxing.

Qingyang has been practicing Danyang boxing for more than two years, and he is absolutely familiar with it, but Wang Cheng's Danyang boxing is absolutely different from him, not only what he practiced, but also what many of his brothers and sisters practiced differently.

The combination of boxing and body shape is like a perfect artistic conception.

Qingyang was horrified in his heart, the Danyang Fist of the Great Perfection Realm?

Impossible.

Qingyang was shocked and forgot to put down the big bowl in his hand, and looked at Wang Cheng practicing boxing in a daze with the empty bowl, Danyang boxing in Wang Cheng's hands seemed to be not just a boxing method, but a kind of Taoist reason.

The twenty-six Danyang boxing, with thirteen breathing methods, also belongs to the superior health martial arts, which has a strong effect on carrying qi and blood and condensing qi and blood, but it does not practice moves, does not condense strength, so it is only basic martial arts.

At this time, this Danyang fist, in Wang Cheng's hands, evolved an alternative artistic conception, like the rising sun, the whole person seemed to be shining, and Qingyang's eyes were slightly tingling.

In fact, this is the expression of the qi and blood in Wang Cheng's body like the newborn sun, and it is also the effect of completely eating the Danyang Fist and perfectly interpreting it.

Wang Cheng also practiced this boxing method for two months, and soon after he came, he learned it from Qingyang hands, coupled with Wang Cheng's continuous study of Taoist classics, his comprehension has become more and more profound, and he has reached a very profound realm, but he has always had problems with his body before, so he can't personally interpret the understanding in his heart with boxing.

Now, after his health is well and he has been personally taught and instructed by the grandmaster-level master Changhe Dao Chang Chief, Wang Cheng's comprehension of this boxing method has suddenly reached a new level, and it is almost the same as when Changhe Dao Chang personally performed it, almost the Great Perfection realm.

Bang!

The big bowl in Qingyang's hand fell on the bed, almost fell down, woke Qingyang up, hurriedly put the big bowl aside, looked at Wang Cheng's boxing carefully, and knew that Wang Cheng would leave in a few days, and there were not many opportunities for him to learn boxing from Wang Cheng, so he kept every move and style of Qingyang in mind.

For a while, one person practiced, one person watched, and the room was very quiet, only the sound of fists and feet rubbing against the air.

This scene lasted for more than an hour, and Wang Cheng practiced this Danyang boxing back and forth thirteen times before stopping, because this boxing method is twenty-six styles, with thirteen breathing changes, practicing thirteen times, and it is also consistent with the boxing method, reaching a small consummation realm.

This is something that will only be naturally realized when you have thoroughly eaten this boxing technique and comprehended it to the limit.

Qingyang practiced this boxing technique three times every time, which was the limit of his understanding.

"Wang Cheng, you, you, you, the master has accepted you as an apprentice?"

Wang Cheng stopped, Qingyang immediately asked, but he was silent for more than an hour, and suddenly spoke excitedly, and when he opened his mouth, he was a little angry, so he knotted it.

Wang Cheng stood up, his hands fell in the dantian, and he exhaled a long breath, the qi and blood in the body were smooth, and the breath turned into a circle, condensed in the dantian.

Hearing Qingyang's words, Wang Cheng shook his head: "No, I still have to go to school, and I have a very young sister, it is impossible to go up the mountain to learn martial arts." ”

Qingyang was slightly disappointed, thinking that Wang Cheng would also learn from his teacher, so that he could always ask Wang Cheng for advice in the future.

"Then why are your fists so powerful all of a sudden?"

Qingyang asked strangely.

Wang Cheng said with a smile: "Although the Changhe Daoist didn't accept me, he gave me some guidance and solved many of my doubts, so that's it, if you cultivate diligently, you can do it in less than a year." ”

Qingyang nodded, he got Wang Cheng's guidance, coupled with the current personal practice, he also understood many secrets of the Danyang boxing method, and after another year of cultivation, it is indeed possible to cultivate this boxing method to the realm of the Great Perfection, the breath opens up the acupuncture points, the qi and blood increase greatly, and the strength will be significantly improved.

"Okay, you go to bed early, now your main thing is to take care of your body. ”

Wang Cheng patted Qingyang's shoulder and said.

Qingyang moved his hands and feet, and could only barely lift up, and suddenly he was helpless, lay down and covered the quilt, and complained: "Next time, I won't let you give me a needle." ”

"When others ask me, I don't want to. ”

Wang Cheng also said with a smile, thinking of Tang Lele, he couldn't go down in the mountains these days, and when school started, Tang Lele probably went to class and didn't have a chance to come to him.

Thinking of this, I felt relieved, and it was a troublesome thing.

He didn't want to go to see Tang Lele's grandfather.

Nothing was said all night.

Wang Cheng went to the morning exercise alone the next day, standing in the last row, which was the farthest place from the old Taoist priest at the front, standing here, he would have a sense of security.

I have to say that the old Taoist priest left a psychological shadow on Wang Cheng.

Cleaning the Tibetan Ding, sorting out the classics, practicing martial arts, Wang Cheng's life was simple again, and the old Taoist priest didn't come to him, the two of them seemed to be the same before, when they saw it, the old Taoist priest just nodded coldly to Wang Cheng, and didn't say much, which made Wang Cheng, who wanted to greet him warmly, a little embarrassed.

Time flies.

The three-day period was over.

The European cultural delegation left Jiangzhou, it is said that it went to Bashu, to find Qingcheng Emei and other ancient temples, and then to Wudang and so on.

When Wang Cheng's contract period arrived, Changxu Daochang personally settled Wang Cheng's salary for three months, which was originally 9,000 yuan, but the Taoist said that Wang Cheng worked diligently and was injured in the line of duty, so he was rewarded with 1,000 yuan, which was just enough for 10,000 yuan, which was enough for Wang Cheng and his sister's living expenses next semester, which was also because the two brothers and sisters did not have to pay tuition, saving the biggest expense.

The little girl Wang Yuanyuan knew that her brother was going home today, so she took a car to Wusheng Mountain Zangdingguan to pick up her brother home, the little girl did not call her brother to inform her, nor did she enter the Taoist temple, that is, she was more than 200 meters away from Zangdingguan, sitting on a stone, holding her chin in both hands, sitting quietly, looking at the direction of Zangdingguan, waiting for her brother to appear.

When she saw the figure of her brother Wang Cheng appear on the mountain road, the little girl Wang Yuanyuan's quiet little face immediately showed a happy smile, hurriedly stood up, waved her hand and shouted: "Brother!"

Wang Cheng carried his bag, feeling a little regretful in his heart, he went to say goodbye to the chief of the crane just now, but he didn't see it, the old Taoist priest didn't see him, he was helpless, he didn't know what happened to the old child, he could only say a few words to Qingyang, and then pack up his things and leave, and come to visit the old Taoist priest when he has time in the future.

As soon as he came out, he was thinking about his sister Wang Yuanyuan in his heart, and wanted to go back and make something delicious for the little girl, when he suddenly heard the little girl's voice, and suddenly froze, thinking that he had auditory hallucinations, but Wang Cheng's eyes were very good, and he immediately saw the little girl running from under a tree on the side of the road not far away.

"Hehe, this girl, it's still like this. ”

Wang Cheng smiled, his heart was warm, every time he went to work and was about to go home from work, Wang Yuanyuan went back to the place where he went to work and waited, and the brother and sister went home together.

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