The damaged part of the yard has been repaired by the organizers.

However, because Wang Cheng still has to live here for a few days, they have not refined it, but they have smoothed out the potholes, and replaced the broken tables and chairs with new ones, which does not affect daily life.

Yang Qingyu had already known that Wang Cheng had arrived, but he didn't go out, and quietly accompanied Wang Ying to read a book.

However, Wang Ying couldn't bear it anymore, and she had been fidgeting just now, and her head was looking at the door from time to time. Therefore, as soon as she saw Wang Cheng walk in the door, she directly threw down the book in her hand, ran over, and when there was still a distance of two or three meters, she jumped up directly, opened her hands and flew towards Wang Cheng: "Master, ......"

Wang Cheng's face suddenly darkened, he didn't want to pay attention to it, and he was afraid that Wang Ying would fall to the ground and she would still have injuries on her body. So he could only stand still and stretched out a hand to catch Wang Ying who was flying over.

Burst......

There was a muffled sound.

A fragrance rushed into Wang Cheng's snort.

Wang Ying threw herself into her arms, and the whole person hung on Wang Cheng's body.

She hugged Wang Cheng's neck tightly with both hands, and her two legs also wrapped around Wang Cheng's waist, gently shaking her body, and smiled happily: "Master, you are finally back." Sakura is bored to death, and Sister Qingyu will only let Sakura read. ”

Standing behind Wang Cheng, Liu Shicheng and Zhang Shaoyun both held back their laughter when they saw this posture, they wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, their shoulders shook and shook, they held back very hard, and their faces became red.

Wang Cheng's originally ruddy face was completely blackened, and he took down Wang Ying who was hanging on his body. He scolded, "See what you look like?"

Wang Ying pouted, stirred her hands together, and said unconvincedly: "People miss the master." ”

Wang Cheng glared at her. Ignoring it, he walked inside, and said in a deep voice: "Do you know if men and women give or receive kisses? Keep your distance from me in the future, and if you do this again, I will clean you up." ”

Wang Ying stuck out her tongue at Wang Cheng's back, and then said weakly: "I know, master." You said you were going to teach Sakura boxing. ”

Wang Cheng's eyes flashed, and he looked back at Wang Ying, his eyes with a pure yang aura that was almost condensed like substance. The aura around his body rose like a flame, examining Wang Ying's every expression, and said in a deep voice: "Do you remember what boxing techniques I taught you?"

Wang Ying was not afraid of the pressure of Wang Cheng's pure yang breath, it was not that the pure yang breath was useless to her. It's that she is not afraid of her master at all. No matter what the master did to her, she was not afraid, and nodded to Wang Cheng and said, "Remember, it's that big bird fist." ”

"It's the secret legend of Tianpeng!"

Wang Cheng was once again sure that Wang Ying didn't have any other thoughts, so he said, "You read the book carefully first, understand the book, and I will teach you." ”

Wang Ying agreed, covering the gauze on her forehead. Frowning: "Oh, master. I have a headache. ”

Yang Qingyu also put down the book, frowned lightly at Wang Cheng, and said, "She just said that she had a headache, I asked her to go to sleep, but she didn't go, I had to wait for you to come back." ”

Wang Ying's dependence on Wang Cheng made Yang Qingyu a little dissatisfied in her heart, if there is a Wang Yuanyuan who likes to get tired of Wang Cheng, forget it, after all, she is still a child...... This Wang Ying is one year older than Yang Qingyu, and she is tired of being with Wang Cheng all day long, so it's strange that she can get used to it.

Wang Cheng saw some of Yang Qingyu's thoughts, gave an apologetic look, nodded lightly to indicate that he understood, and then beckoned to Wang Ying: "Come and sit down, I'll show you." ”

Wang Ying agreed, slowly sat in front of Wang Cheng with her head covered, and handed her wrist to Wang Cheng.

Wang Cheng grabbed her wrist and began to take her pulse.

In fact, when Wang Cheng went to Hong Kong Island for the first time to treat Yang Xinshui, he had some understanding of the bloodline in memory. But at that time, there were also some accidental elements, he just set the bloodline right, and turned Yang Xinshui's abnormal bloodline into normal, and Yang Xinshui was naturally better. The most important thing is that Yang Xinshui's main illness is stroke, which is somewhat different from Wang Ying.

Wang Ying's pulse and acupuncture points in the brain look normal, there is nothing abnormal, just because of the blood loss, it is a little weak, but it has nothing to do with memory.

Therefore, even Wang Cheng has no way to deal with her amnesia for a while.

Of course, with Wang Cheng's plan now, even if he had a way to cure Wang Ying's amnesia immediately, he might be able to delay.

Let the lineage disciple of Japan's first master in the past thousand years become another person...... It's definitely a very challenging thing to do, and it's a good thing that can hit the entire Japanese martial arts world.

Of course, Wang Cheng must continue to implement it.

Touching Wang Ying's wrist a little, he still didn't see anything unusual, his eyes carefully looked at Wang Ying's pure and immaculate eyes, and said, "It's okay, maybe you're tired, go sleep for a while." ”

Wang Ying pouted again, took Wang Cheng's hand and didn't let go, shaking and coquettish: "Master, you sleep with Sakura." ”

Syllable!

Wang Cheng patted Wang Ying's head lightly and said, "Nonsense, go take a rest if you have a headache, and get up to eat when you wake up." ”

Wang Ying's face was full of grievances, touched the forehead that was slapped by Wang Cheng, and pouted: "Stinky master, still beat me." ”

However, she obediently went back to her room to sleep, because she knew that the master liked obedient apprentices.

After sending away this troublesome essence, Wang Cheng also breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Yang Qingyu, who was still reading seriously, and said: "Qingyu, when I go north, she will trouble you." It's fine for you to practice the Tianpeng Secret Legend with her, but be careful not to irritate her. ”

Yang Qingyu glanced at Wang Cheng and said, "Wang Cheng, you have to pay attention to the matter of Pingliang Ying, otherwise you will suffer endlessly!"

Wang Cheng smiled and said confidently: "Don't worry, it's all in my hands." ”

Even if Wang Ying becomes Pingliang Sakura again in the future, Wang Cheng is not afraid at all, if he can defeat her once, he will naturally be able to defeat her countless times.

Yang Qingyu nodded, reminded him and said no more, lowered his head and continued to read.

Then, Wang Cheng also went to the courtyard to start practicing boxing.

Today, the pure yang qi and blood broke through by chance, and he was only a little bit away from entering the real Dacheng realm, which was a surprise to him.

Wang Cheng knew that this breakthrough was just an accident. Therefore, he has to continue to comprehend deeply. In order to truly enter the Dacheng realm of pure yang in the Daomen, the power of pure yang qi and blood is estimated to be more than double that of now.

Therefore, Wang Cheng struck while the iron was hot at this time. With the feeling of pure yang qi and blood in his body, he immediately started to act in the courtyard, and planted his feet on the pile method of the three basic fist techniques of Wusheng Mountain, re-cultivating the foundation of the Dao Sect and comprehending pure yang.

After this breakthrough, when he re-cultivated the Dao Sect Pure Yang Foundation, he immediately felt a huge difference.

I only felt the surging qi and blood in my body like a volcanic eruption. The qi and blood in every vein were bulging endlessly, and the whole body felt bulging and swollen.

At the same time, with the beginning of his pile method cultivation. The breath is getting heavier and heavier, the breath is getting hotter and hotter, and the temperature of the air in the whole yard is slowly rising.

Yang Qingyu, who was reading the book, was also slightly startled, and then Linglong's mind thought of the Daomen Pure Yang of Wusheng Mountain. Looking at Wang Cheng's eyes, a trace of joy flashed. Then he continued to lower his head and read the book.

The stronger Wang Cheng's strength and the faster she breaks through, the greater the pressure on her. Therefore, she also has to cultivate this Tianpeng Secret Transmission as soon as possible, so that she can catch up with Wang Cheng's pace and not be thrown too far.

On the other side, Liu Shicheng and Zhang Shaoyun also seized the time to start cultivating.

Today, they have all seen several real top masters in the domestic martial arts world, which are one level higher than the finals of the competition.

Sun Donghu. Yilun monk, Wukong monk. All of them are the top players of the younger generation. Among them, Wukong Monk is almost the second master of the younger generation after Wang Cheng, and can represent the first master of the new generation of Shaolin Temple!

In comparison, Wang Cheng's gold content in defeating Wukong Monk is definitely higher than the finals of the martial arts competition. After the news of his defeat of Monk Wukong spreads today, this number one in the world can also sit more steadily. There may still be many masters of the older generation who disdain him, the number one in the world, but among the younger generation of martial artists in China, no one should dare to question him.

Yan Yu, Shenye, Wukong, Yilun, Li Shengyang, Ye Qunsheng, Zhou Yu, Ma Muti and other top masters of the young generation in China have all failed under Wang Cheng......

With such a winning record, even among the young masters in the world, I am afraid that there are few who can compare with Wang Cheng.

As Wang Cheng's apprentice, Zhang Shaoyun now just wants to get started as soon as possible and truly become a great disciple of Wusheng Mountain, so he doesn't dare to compare himself with those young generation of influential figures.

And Liu Shicheng is different, he was originally a leader among young martial artists, but at this moment, he feels that he may not even be as good as a second-rate. If he still wants to help Wang Cheng repay his favors, he can only practice desperately and improve his strength desperately, otherwise he will only have to play soy sauce!

Everyone present has a reason to become stronger.

Even Wang Ying, who pretended to go back to the room to sleep, but secretly got up from the bed and peeked at the master from the window, felt that she had to become stronger, so that she could make the master happy and make the master like herself.

Huhuhu......

Wang Cheng fused the three basic fist techniques of Martial Saint Mountain into one Dao Sect Pure Yang five times in succession, and the pure Yang breath in his body felt like it was about to explode.

However, he still did not stop, his pace was still so steady, and his breathing was still so precise and subtle, as if it contained all the mysteries of heaven and earth.

Even if the pure yang qi and blood in his body had the feeling that he was about to burst the blood, and even the slightest tingling pain stimulated every inch of the blood veins in his body, his face was calm, his movements were extremely standard, and he unswervingly continued to cultivate.

I don't know when.

Three figures walked in at the gate, one of whom was the Taoist priest of Changhe.

The other two were an old man and a young man, the old man looked ruddy and full, most of his hair was still black, and his breath was very steady. However, according to the practice of martial artists, he should be about the same as Changhe Lao Dao, at least about seventy or eighty years old.

However, the young man next to the old man looked like he was about twenty years old, and his eyes looked intently at Wang Cheng, who was practicing boxing step by step. The expression on his face changed from arrogance at first to solemnity and shock, and now it was full of seriousness and a hint of admiration.

The old man saw the changes in the young man's eyes, and his eyes were also on Wang Cheng, and he said lightly: "Qingyang, now you know that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky, right?"

The young man known as Qingyang looked a little ashamed, nodded and said, "I know, I'm ashamed." ”

The old man continued, "Then what do you see?"

Qingyang's eyes flickered, examining Wang Cheng's figure and every movement and breathing, and said in a solemn voice: "This Martial Saint Mountain master disciple is the most powerful master of the same age I have ever seen. Although now it is seen that his pile method is Daomen martial arts, but there is still a dragon shape, a tiger shape in it, and the comprehension is very deep, so there are some things that cannot be erased...... His two feet seem to be connected to the earth, and he should have a deep understanding of the martial saint mountain fist technique. And at the same time, the top of his head was steaming, and his whole body was radiating heat, as if he was one with the sun. I suspect that this may be the legendary Daomen Pure Yang, which seems to be a sign of great success. ”

He knew that everything he said was an incomparably subtle existence in the martial arts of the inner family, and any other young dancer who could comprehend one of them was enough to become the best of the younger generation. But the young man in front of him has all this, no wonder he can become the champion of the martial arts competition, and is officially recognized as the first in the world, and his potential in the future is even more limitless.

The old man nodded with satisfaction and said, "Yes, your vision is okay." This kid is indeed comprehending the pure yang of the Daomen, and he is only a trace away from becoming a big one, when the time comes, he will be able to comprehend the mysteries of heaven and earth more closely, and he will definitely be able to comprehend the qi of heaven and man in time. However, there is the most crucial point, you don't see it, it is estimated that this is also the proudest place of Changhe Old Road......"

Heaven and earth!

At the same time, Wang Cheng also practiced the martial saint mountain earth fist method, and the realm was not low, so that there was earth, that is, there was the foundation for comprehending the qi of heaven and earth, and he could comprehend the innate breath of Daomen in the future.

Daoist Changhe smiled mysteriously at the old man's words, looking at Wang Cheng's eyes was indeed very proud, but he didn't say anything to explain anything, and said noncommittal about it.

Qingyang stared at Wang Cheng suspiciously, looked at Wang Cheng for a full few breaths, was a little disappointed, and frowned: "Master, senior Changhe, Qingyang still can't see anything." ”

The old man's eyes were condensed, and he carefully stared at Wang Cheng's breathing and the scorching aura emanating from his body, his voice was extremely solemn, and he said word by word: "Actually, his current situation, in terms of Daomen, is an immortal. ”

Qingyang's body shook violently, and he looked at Wang Cheng's eyes wide, as if he was about to bulge out his eyeballs, and said incredibly: "Obey is mortal, reverse is immortal...... He has reached the realm of reversing qi and blood? This is impossible. ”

Qingyang didn't dare to believe this kind of thing, but he didn't dare to doubt the master's words and the master's vision.

So this disciple of Martial Saint Mountain in front of him has really reached the realm of immortals in Taoist legends?

Qi and blood reversal, against the sky?

At this moment when Qingyang was thinking.

Wang Cheng's breath changed suddenly, and the hot sun-like breath in his body suddenly began to weaken, as if the sun would never hang in the center and would set towards the west.

However, Wang Cheng's spirit did not weaken, but became even higher, the whole person seemed to have endless strength and energy, every punch, every step, the force was thicker and huge, and the ground shook gently.

"Okay, what a Martial Saint Mountain Yuan Ding, he really comprehended the pure yang realm of pure yang reincarnation...... It is impossible for anyone to be in the strongest state all the time, and the extremes of things must be reversed, and the extremes will flourish and decline, just as the sun is about to set. The realm of pure yang reincarnation is that one's own qi and blood rise in the east and set in the west with the sun, which is the true secret of pure yang. Changhe, it's worth waiting for all your life. ”

The old man sighed with emotion, his eyes stared at Wang Cheng and almost didn't want to take his eyes away, and said to the Changhe Taoist with a hint of envy.

The reincarnation of pure yang, everyone understands the truth, that is, there is a rising sun, a scorching sun, and a setting sun...... But for thousands of years, there are not many people in the Dao Sect who can comprehend the pure yang of reincarnation. At most, it is to reach the scorching sun realm that Wang Cheng has just reached at the threshold, although he can improve his explosive power, he can't really enter the secret of pure yang, let alone connect his body with heaven and earth, so as to comprehend the qi of heaven and man.

Daoist Changhe smiled, his face was full of two words of pride, and then asked, "What are the odds of him going up to the Great Snow Mountain?"

The old man's expression immediately converged, his brows furrowed slightly, and he looked at Wang Cheng silently. (To be continued.) )