Hands sink elbows, slightly slippery......

Yanluo's movements are not standard, and they can only be barely watched, after all, they have only been exposed to it a few times, and they are far from familiar.

But Yanluo's attitude is very serious, as if he has sunk his whole mind into the action of rising,

With a certain exhale and inhalation, Yan Luo slowly entered the state of Tai Chi.

Momentum –

Yes!

Potential, up!

Yan Luo vaguely felt a very special, and faint rhythm, which was accompanied by the movements of Tai Chi.

I was happy in my heart, but I didn't expect it to be really useful.

In the previous life, Tai Chi could only be used for health preservation, and it didn't seem to have much effect.

When you come to this other world, there is a different flavor.

Due to the success of the experiment, Yanluo's thoughts drifted out involuntarily.

The rhythmic beating quickly diminished as Yan Luo's thoughts fell, and it passed......

However, the words are not in a hurry, at least it shows that Tai Chi is useful, and loss will always come back.

Calm down!

All eyes and ears!

Once again, the consciousness merges into the whole movement with the movement, and the peculiar and faint rhythm returns again, and with the relaxation in the tension, the soft and gentle movements, with a certain rhythm of the breath and breath, begins to move in a peculiar rhythm......

The whole body seems to be integrated into the whole rhythm, and the body seems to be inclusive, relaxed with wave after wave of rhythm.

That feeling, as if the whole body is like a sponge, rubbing and soaking, spitting out the vitality of heaven and earth, and retaining the essence of moisture......

Yan Luo clearly felt that every muscle and tissue in his body seemed to be integrated into the rhythm, they were cheering, they were jumping, like the dry cracked soil being irrigated by living water, and the withered plants greedily absorbing water......

"Yo yo, the old madman hasn't died yet, but the little madman has come again. A loud sneer came through the cage on the side, and the man continued:

"Crazy people don't happen often, especially this year. The old madman's rotten fist has been fighting all his life, and he hasn't seen any fame, and he is dreaming again. ”

The distance was not far, and the man's voice was also loud, although Yan Luo devoted himself to Tai Chi, he was not deaf, so he naturally heard the mockery of the person next to him.

His brows furrowed slightly, but a set of actions had not yet been completed, so Yan Luo had to put his doubts aside first.

"Hey, it is rumored that it is like the land of Beijing, or the eastern capital of the country, and there is a nine-year-old child who can become a "Jianghu" overnight. ”

The middle-aged man had a rough face, hanging a few locks of heroic braids, his hands let go of the iron railing he was holding, and his body leaned against the iron railing at will, letting it slip down, snorting to the ground, and sighed deeply:

"Tsk...... Martial arts are hard to find, the old madman has practiced boxing all his life, but he is still at the mortal level, and he doesn't even have a small foothold in this river and lake. ”

Hearing this, Yan Luo couldn't help but be a little indulgent, it seemed that this person also knew something, as if he knew that the real "rivers and lakes" didn't need to really practice hard to be promoted.

So this Tai Chi ......

Yanluo wanted to open his eyes and explore, but suddenly heard an old voice.

"Abandoning the mind and beating the beggars to the end, especially the first set every morning, is of great benefit to the body. ”

The old man next to him had already finished the whole set of boxing techniques, and seeing that the state of Yan Luo was about to break away from that rhythm, he just snorted lightly and reminded him.

Beggars Fist ...... When I heard the words, I had some doubts in my heart, but I still put the doubts in my mind and entered the state.

Punch and concentrate!

......

"Whew. ”

Yan Luo exhaled deeply, and when he finished playing, his body felt almost saturated.

Then after the closing is over, there is an inexplicable feeling of sublimation.

Sure enough, as the old man said, there seems to be some wonder about the improvement of the body.

Yanluo's eyes opened and he looked around.

The jailer had somehow already put the food in and placed it next to the cell door.

The old man patted the ground on the side, motioned to come over for dinner, and did not speak.

Yanluo nodded, walked there, and turned his head to look at the cage next to him, where he had just spoken.

The big man was sitting cross-legged on the floor with their backs on their backs, leaving only one on his back and a leather holster more than two inches wide wrapped around his right wrist.

Two bowls of gruel, two cracked steamed buns, two servings of rice.

One of them was his, Yan Luo sat down cross-legged, and when he arrived in prison, he didn't pay much attention to it, and he didn't care about whether his heart was clean or not, he picked up a steamed bun and ate it.

After eating a few bites, thinking of the previous questions, Yan Luo couldn't help it, put down the steamed buns, and planned to ask: "Old man......"

"Hey!"

The old man stretched out his left hand, made a stop movement, and smiled on his faceless face: "As the saying goes, you don't say anything when you eat, and you don't say anything when you sleep." ”

After a moment's delay, he smiled after being stunned: "Okay, you are exquisite." ”

picked up the steamed bun and took another bite, and drank the rotten porridge that was so thin that it couldn't be thinner, and it could only be said that the taste was just like that, as long as it could fill the stomach.

However, Yan Luo's heart is full of doubts, and it is not enough to be satisfied with a few words......

The old man covered in dirt, the essence of the twenty-four style Taijiquan exactly the same as in his previous life, the words of the braided uncle, and the beggar fist in the old man's mouth......

One by one doubts are still waiting for him to be solved, especially the so-called beggar fist, which may be related to the secret he has crossed over.

Before that, Yan Luo didn't think too much about it.

But when I encountered this essence of the twenty-four styles of Tai Chi, the feeling was different.

You must know that this set of Tai Chi is adapted from the teachers' convenient teaching, similar to radio gymnastics, which has to make people think more.

Could this be the ...... brought by the traverser

Yan Luo remembered the "space" before he crossed over.

And those three clusters of light of different colors and shapes.

Do the three light clusters represent the three gold fingers?

So do the three golden fingers mean...... Three traversers?

Is this Tai Chi, or the beggar fist in the old man's mouth, possible that it was spread by another traverser?

Could it be that the traverser has something to do with the beggar gang, and it is even likely to be a member of the beggar gang, so Taijiquan has become a beggar gang.

But in this way, the timeline is also messed up, and if Tai Chi is really brought by the traverser, then it has been a long time since I think about it.

No, no...... The words deduced back and forth in his mind, but he still couldn't figure it out, and then shook his head.

Yan Luo looked at the old man, maybe he could get some results from the old man.

"Young man, where did you learn your beggar gang boxing, isn't it also from my beggar gang?"

The old man finished the last mouthful of gruel, put down the rice bowl that lacked a small bite, looked at Yanluo and said.