Luck dantian, retrograde Zhoutian

While adjusting my qi and blood, I kept it running on a fixed line. Cultivation is a very pleasant thing, feeling the qi and blood washing over every corner of the body, and a feeling of rebirth arises spontaneously.

The fat man was still jogging around the playground, and although he was too tired, he still didn't dare to stop. A gentleman doesn't stand under a dangerous wall, and having a violent roommate like me is considered a bad luck for him!

After transporting the qi and blood for nine weeks, I recovered the qi and blood. You can't be greedy, you can't be too much. It is a very hard thing to cultivate by yourself and no one to take care of it, and it is a tragedy if something goes wrong a little. Therefore, it is advisable to cultivate alone in nine weeks, and nine is the most extreme.

After the qi and blood training is over, it is time to temper the body. The initial method of tempering the flesh was to hit the body with a hard object to improve its resistance to blows. Then you can practice hard skills, and foreign kung fu is also very effective in tempering the body, so I played Fuhu Arhat Fist on the spot.

Lunge punching, halfway corridor, Fuhu King Kong, King Kong angry eyes A set of Fuhu Arhat boxing was beaten by me, pleasing to the eye. Every move and style is full of power and beauty.

The fat man was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly begged: "Old Yang! Do you need a foundation to learn martial arts? Want this bone, that talent? ”

I shook my head, "No! The old man who plays Tai Chi on the side of the road is also practicing martial arts in a strict sense, and there is no threshold for practicing martial arts from the aspect of physical exercise. ”

"What about actual combat?" The fat man asked with sparkling eyes.

"This explanation is very complicated, Tai Chi doesn't go out for ten years, Xingyi kills people in a year - mainly depends on what you learn. Anyway, what are you doing in such a hurry? Do you want to learn Kung Fu too? I asked.

The fat man jumped up and said, "Of course! ”

"Why don't I teach you a little trick? It looks so good to fight! "I stand up, stand like a pine, and sit like a clock.

The fat monkey shouted anxiously: "Don't mind? Is there any real kung fu? The kind of cornices that walk on the wall? High and high? Sword aura? ”

"This is really no, I have practiced the sword technique for almost twenty years, and I will be able to split out a sword qi to fly off the wall, and I will not be able to do it, and those who practice light skills are about to die! I can teach you a little bit if you don't have a hard bridge, and at least you won't suffer after learning kung fu! I rubbed my chin.

"Hard bridge hard horse? Golden bell hood iron cloth shirt? The fat man asked suspiciously.

I patted the fat man on the shoulder with a big grin and said, "That's right, I'm from the iron cloth shirt!" I have a friend who cultivates the Golden Bell Jar! It's not me blowing it to you, the golden bell cover iron cloth shirt can ignore small-caliber rifles when practiced to the extreme! The whole body is as hard as steel, and mom no longer has to worry about you being bullied by children! ”

Seeing that I looked like a second-class dealer, the fat man's eyes were full of distrust, and I said madly: "Don't believe it, right? Don't believe it, do you? Come on, big brother, I'll let you see what real kung fu is! ”

As I spoke, my feet stood apart and stuck on the ground. Qi and blood automatically filled every muscle—the muscles swelled rapidly under the concentration of qi and blood, and I instantly changed from a man of medium stature to a muscular man with a big figure. The fat man was stunned for a moment, and suddenly he knelt on the ground and hugged my thigh and sang:

"Old driver, take me, I want to learn kung fu!

Old driver, take me, I want to practice martial arts! ”

I was happy, and then sang: "There are so many warriors in the world, why do you take a fancy to me, Alili, Alili, Alili!" ”

Fat man: "Old driver, take me, I'm a graduate student!" Old driver, take me, I have a graduation certificate! ”

Me: "What if you're a doctor?" Some warriors are still illiterate, Aliri, Aliri, Aliri! ”

Fat man: "Old driver, take me, my skin is white; Old driver, take me, I can be ****! ”

Me: "I have a wife at home, and I look beautiful and beautiful. Aliri, Aliri, Aliari. ”

Fat man: "Old driver, take me, I know Qin Hanlei!" Old driver, take me, I'm his classmate! ”

Me: "Why didn't you say it earlier, why did you sing for a long time?" Aliri Aliri, Ali Aliri! ”

"Well, since you want to practice martial arts so much, I'll call you a few moves! To practice martial arts, you need to practice Sanjiu in winter and Sanfu in summer. Of course, beginners and big masters can ignore this sentence - if you want to practice iron cloth shirts, it's easy, go out to the health club and work part-time! Take a beating for a month and then talk to me about something else! I grinned grimly.

The fat chrysanthemum tightened: "Old Yang, is there a quick way?" It's too painful to be beaten for a month first! I can't stand up to this little body! ”

I touched my chin, looked the fat man up and down, and found that his white and noisy physique was indeed not suitable for practicing such hard skills as the golden bell hood iron cloth shirt - the main reason was that he couldn't get hard!

"In this way, first teach you Tai Chi, use Tai Chi to practice the artistic conception of four or two thousand catties, and then teach you cotton belly. Hey, hey, this set of body refining martial arts is a BUG, after practice, ordinary swords can't hurt you, hitting you is like hitting cotton! "I smiled badly, I have seen cotton belly in others, that is, the last time I went back to the Forbidden City to fight with others, the practice of the goods is cotton belly, that slippery! It's like playing with a bouncy ball!

The fat man said with a bitter face: "Tai Chi? Did the old man in the park practice? ”

"That's a simplified Tai Chi for the old people to exercise! The old men practiced only twenty-four hands at most, while the real Tai Chi had one hundred and eight ways. The seventy-two roads are well known, the thirty-six roads are secret, and no one will teach them if there is no inheritance! "I'm right.

"Wow, that's awesome? Can you become a master by practicing Tai Chi? The fat man said in surprise.

"Why not? I was bullied by a person who practiced Tai Chi back then! With a slight fan, he can grasp the heel! It's really useful to practice four or two thousand pounds! It can hit and dodge, advance and attack, and retreat and defend. I asked rhetorically.

"Teach me! Teach me! The fat man said eagerly.

I said leisurely, "Why? This is something that has been kept secret by various sects, so how can you learn it? With your nearly 200 pounds of meat? ”

The fat man was dumbfounded: "This"

I hehe: "Fatty, do you know why I came to Imperial Capital University?" ”

The fat man recalled carefully and said, "For Qin Hanlei? ”

"That's right, yes!" I put my arm around his shoulders and said, "You said that you and Qin Hanlei are classmates, right?" ”

The fat man nodded again and again: "Yes!" I've known her for almost five years, and we've been classmates since college. ”

I clapped my hands happily and said, "You help me get close to her, I'll teach you martial arts, how about it?" ”

The fat man thought about it, and finally decided that the dead Daoist friend would not die the poor Dao, and resolutely nodded and agreed: "Okay! (To be continued.) )