The three of them hesitated at the door for a while, knowing in their hearts that Wang Cheng had probably started cultivating again inside, and practiced the Tiger Shape Fist to a critical moment, and the aura emitted by this made them all frightened, and they didn't dare to offend in the slightest.

In fact, the three of them really wanted to go in and have a look, and observe the process of condensing and dispersing this kind of boxing technique. But he was afraid of disturbing Wang Cheng, and he was also worried that if Wang Cheng suddenly became manic, it was estimated that no one would be able to stop him.

In the end, it was Yang Qingyu who made the decision, and did not open the door to disturb Wang Cheng, and let Liu Shicheng and Zhang Shaoyun go to their own affairs. She herself sat at the door of Wang Cheng's room, holding a book of Daomen classics in her hand and reading it, looking up at the door from time to time, listening to the sound inside that seemed to be a heartbeat in her heart, she couldn't help but be affected, and it was difficult to sink into the Daomen classics in her hand.

Moreover, Yang Qingyu also knew that Wang Cheng and Ping Liangying were both in the room, so she was also a little uncomfortable.

In the room, the atmosphere is still very oppressive.

Wang Cheng sat on the chair, like a fierce tiger entrenched, the carving knife in his hand was still moving slowly on the jade, and a lifelike tiger gradually appeared.

Wang Ying put down the book in his hand, ran to Wang Cheng's side and squatted down, supporting his chin with both hands, tilting his head, and looking at Wang Cheng's face and focused expression up close, as well as the tiger in his hand. She was fascinated by it, her heartbeat slowly beat with the rhythm of Wang Cheng's heartbeat, and a trace of amber slowly flashed in her big pure eyes.

The fur that mimics the heartbeat and a trace of the secret method of breathing, coupled with the observation of the true meaning of the tiger, can condense a trace of the true intention of the tiger that dissipates in an instant. It can be seen that Wang Ying's martial arts talent is definitely top-notch.

But. She didn't continue to imitate either. Because it was a natural behavior just now, and the inner fist could not be imitated just by looking at it, it could only be cultivated through teaching, and its internal changes were too complicated.

Wang Cheng's Tiger Nine Style at this moment has reached the realm of Dacheng, and he is comprehending the mysteries of the real Tiger Family, and he has just condensed the power of the Tiger. The mystery of the flow of qi and blood in the body is almost the most complicated of all the internal family boxing methods he has cultivated, and it is worthy of the inheritance of the ancient boxing method.

But. The most important thing is that the true intent of the tiger is too domineering, and it is almost impossible to control a determined person like him, so he has to disperse at this peak moment to achieve the effect of breaking immediately, which is a cultivation method like Phoenix Nirvana. Every time the Tiger True Meaning disappears and is reborn, it will be condensed and strengthened again.

Therefore, the next time Wang Cheng cultivates the Tiger Nine Styles again, he will need a more powerful mental control ability to fully control the Tiger Breath and prevent himself from being devoured by the Tiger's true intent. It won't lose control and become a beast that can only kill!

Squeak squeak......

The carving knife moved slightly, and a trace of jade crumbs fell to the ground. Every movement of the carving knife. The tiger aura condensed to the peak on his body would weaken a little, and it seemed to be integrated into the jade tiger in his hand.

When this jade tiger gradually took shape, the tiger aura on his body disappeared faster and faster, his breathing became slower and slower, the tiger's heartbeat also slowly disappeared, and the qi and blood in his body returned to normal.

Call..................

In the end, the carving knife slashed slightly on the two eyes, and then stopped moving, Wang Cheng let out a long breath, this breath penetrated every part of the body, bringing out all the breath left by the tiger in the body, and the tiger in his heart also completely disappeared at this moment.

The terrifying bloodthirsty aura on his body also disappeared at the same time, and he suddenly seemed to have become another person.

Holding the jade tiger and the carving knife in his hand, Wang Cheng instantly turned into a demure literary teenager immersed in carving, exuding an atmosphere of affinity and quiet calmness.

Wang Ying, who was watching, showed a hint of a smile, and couldn't help but want to reach out and touch Wang Cheng's hand. But she still held back, sat back in her chair, and looked at Wang Cheng opposite without blinking.

Wang Cheng also suddenly raised his eyes and glanced at her, showing a warm smile, and asked, "What are you looking at?"

Wang Ying also smiled at Wang Cheng, looked at each other, his eyes bent into crescents, and said softly: "I look at the master, the master is so handsome." When Sakura grows up, will she marry her master?"

Wang Cheng's heart was very smooth and relaxed, without the suppression of the tiger's breath, he would not get angry easily, so he didn't get angry, but followed her words and asked, "Oh?

Wang Ying stretched out a hand, her snow-white five fingers spread and shook it, and said with a smile: "Sakura is five years old, and in another ten years, Sakura will be able to marry her master." ”

Sure enough, only five years old.

"Hehe, okay, ten years later, the master married Sakura. ”

Wang Cheng's whole body was light, and he smiled and agreed indifferently.

Anyway, Wang Ying's current IQ is that of a child, and she doesn't know when she will be able to recover her memory, so this kind of joke naturally can't be taken seriously, and it's not certain that she will remember it in the future.

Wang Ying's eyes lit up, stretched out her fingers, looked at Wang Cheng and said, "Okay, the master counts when he speaks, come and hook his fingers, whoever regrets it is a pig." ”

Wang Cheng glared at Wang Ying, and then continued to bury his head and look at the tiger jade in his hand, this tiger was obviously completely finished.

He carved this tiger jadeite in order to dissipate the true meaning of the tiger in his heart, so when the true meaning of the tiger disappears, that is when the work is completed.

I saw that this green tiger jade looked a little rough at first glance, but when I looked closely, it made people feel frightened, and the tiger exuded a bloodthirsty and wild aura.

Especially the eyes of the jade tiger, it seems that they are staring at themselves all the time, and the next moment they will pounce on them and eat themselves!

And the roughness of those details made this jade tiger even more revealing the aura of a wild beast, as if the real tiger should be like this.

"Master, pull the hook!"

Wang Ying's fingers stretched out in front of Wang Cheng and shook it, her face was very serious, and she said unyieldingly.

Wang Cheng put away the carving knife and held the jade tiger tightly, sensing the aura of this tiger and his own interesting blood. Knowing that this tiger can't stay in his hands for long.

slapped it on Wang Ying's finger. He said again with a straight face, "Read a good book." Don't mess around, remember, boxing is your foundation, practice boxing well, otherwise the master will clean you up. ”

Wang Ying suddenly pursed her mouth and glanced at Wang Cheng with disdain. She has a keen mind and feels that the current master is not the same as before, so she is not afraid in her heart, and she seems very casual. Picked up the Tianpeng Michuan on the table again and looked at it, and muttered, "I know that the master is a big liar and a big villain." ”

Wang Cheng ignored Wang Ying, took care of his mood, adjusted his breathing, and once again controlled the qi and blood of the inner family with the breath of the earth and the heartbeat of the earth, and the heavy breath on his body was restored, and he felt very solid both physically and mentally, and walked out with the jade tiger in a single move.

Pushing open the door, he saw Yang Qingyu sitting at the door reading a book.

"Wang Cheng. Are you alright?"

Yang Qingyu hurriedly stood up and asked, his eyes carefully looking at Wang Cheng. Now Wang Cheng is more in line with the image in her heart. It is like a steady mountain, not a tiger that reveals danger at all times.

Wang Cheng nodded, grabbed her hand and walked over to sit down, and said with a smile: "It's okay, the Tiger Nine Style is indeed too domineering, if you are not sure enough next time, don't practice it." ”

said so, but Wang Cheng knew in his heart that although he seemed to have dispersed the true meaning of the tiger now, there was still a tiger seed in his heart, and he didn't know when it would burst out. So it's not that if he doesn't practice in the future, this boxing method will really end.

The ancient pictographic boxing method is so magical and weird.

Not only the Tiger Nine Styles, but also the Dao Sect Pure Yang, the Earth Demon Fist Method, and the Dragon Elephant Fist Technique that he cultivated are all the same, and the things he has comprehended can never be thrown away, as if they have been imprinted into his life.

"Oh, that's great. ”

Yang Qingyu took it seriously, showed a smile of excitement, and then looked back at Wang Ying, who was sitting there reading a book, frowned and asked, "How is she?"

Wang Cheng raised his eyebrows and lowered his voice: "She will follow me to practice boxing in the future, and practice Tianpeng Secret Transmission with you." ”

"Boxing?"

Yang Qingyu was startled, and a look of thought flashed in her eyes, and then she didn't ask this anymore, got up and walked to the kitchen: "The tonic I just made for her is almost ready." ”

Wang Cheng nodded, watched Yang Qingyu enter the kitchen, then put the jade tiger in his hand on the table, looked at it carefully, and then withdrew his gaze.

Liu Shicheng and Zhang Shaoyun walked over and looked at it carefully, obviously interested in this tiger. Both of them knew how valuable Wang Cheng's tiger carving was, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was even worth the city.

Li Zhengxiang of Donghai City is still promoting Wang Cheng's white jade tiger, and the starting price is 50 million. According to the news that Zhang Shaoyun got from Li Zhengxiang, several wealthy families have privately bid 500 million yuan and want to trade in person privately, but Li Zhengxiang refused.

There are also several major martial arts families who want to exchange the same priceless antiques, but they are also rejected by Li Zhengxiang. What he wanted was to put the tiger carving at auction to create a sensation, rather than quietly and privately trade, so that no one would know about the high price, let alone attract popularity. For his auction house and Wang Cheng, the author, they can't raise their grade and fame.

This is also one of the reasons why Li Zhengxiang promised Wang Cheng not to trade commissions.

And now, Zhang Shaoyun and Liu Shicheng know that the value of this newly baked jade tiger is definitely above that white tiger tiger. For martial artists who practice Tiger Shape Fist, this Jade Tiger is no less than the magic tricks of Tiger Shape Fist, which is equivalent to having a master who has condensed the true meaning of the Tiger at any time to guide him.

Just looking at it like this, Zhang Shaoyun and Liu Shicheng felt a bloodthirsty breath rushing towards them, just like Wang Cheng before.

"Master, this thing is too good. ”

Zhang Shaoyun had to give a thumbs up to the master, this jade tiger looked really average at first glance, and even the knife work was slightly rough.

But the overall look has a natural ingenuity, as if it has not been carved by knife work, as if it is a real tiger that has become smaller. And it's also a hungry tiger that hunts for food, and everyone looks at it with a bloodthirsty breath.

It's so unbelievably wonderful.

Liu Shicheng also said in admiration: "This tiger is too precious for those who practice tiger-shaped boxing. ”

Wang Cheng said with a smile, and said indifferently: "If you want the poem, then it will be given to you." ”

Liu Shicheng was slightly stunned, a trace of struggle in his eyes flashed, and then he hurriedly waved his hand and said: "No, no, no, I can't ask for it, this is too precious, and our Liu family does not have a tiger-shaped fist inheritance, so it is a waste to ask for it, so you should keep it." ”

Wang Cheng shook his head and said solemnly: "I won't stay." ”

Liu Shicheng also had some understanding of Wang Cheng's tiger shape fist cultivation method, so he was not surprised, he just nodded and didn't ask any more.

Laugh at...... Laugh at...... Laugh at......

At this time, several sharp brakes sounded outside.

Zhang Shaoyun flashed a trace of surprise, nodded to the master, and then ran out with his legs raised, and suddenly saw the green off-road vehicles of the three or two armies parked at the door.

The door opened, and seven or eight people stepped out of the car.

Most of them have a strong aura on their bodies, the breath of a warrior, and the kind of serious military and human atmosphere.

However, everyone was wearing civilian clothes, and the leader was still known to Zhang Shaoyun - Wen Jiancheng!

"Xiao Zhang, you tell your master, I'm here to bother the old man again. ”

Wen Jiancheng got out of the car and said to Zhang Shaoyun with a smile, like a neighbor's grandfather who came to the door to deliver gifts.

However, several murderous and serious faces beside him told Zhang Shaoyun that they were obviously not here to hang out casually. This Wen Jiancheng had approached his master Wang Cheng several times, and he knew that the other party must have a plan.

"I'll tell the master, you wait a minute. ”

Zhang Shaoyun stood in the center of the gate, did not give in, and said solemnly.

A middle-aged man beside Wen Jiancheng had anger flashing in his eyes, and he immediately said in a deep voice: "Do you still need to report? Do you know our identity? Who does he think he is?"

If it was Zhang Shaoyun in the past, he would definitely admit it immediately.

But now he is not cowardly, because he knows that he represents his master Wang Cheng and Shimen Wusheng Mountain, so he will not give an inch at the moment, endure the impact of the other party's breath, a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and said in a deep voice: "We are not people, we are ordinary people, then we are not qualified to see you, please go back......

The middle-aged man was shocked, his feet froze, and a trace of strength was vigorous, and he immediately stepped on a brick, and almost couldn't help but shoot.

Wen Jiancheng hurriedly waved his hand, stopped him, and said to Zhang Shaoyun, who was a little nervous: "Xiao Zhang, this is Colonel Zhang and you are from our family." He was joking, we are as good as the host, so please tell your master, and say that Xiaoxin's grandfather is here and comes to congratulate him on winning the championship. Last time your master gave Xiao Xin's book, that girl was fascinated by it, hehe, next time Xiao Xin came, it might be your junior sister. ”

Zhang Shaoyun was really taken aback this time, Wen Xin understood the Huangting Neijing Sutra that he couldn't read well? (To be continued......