Chapter 467: A Demonic Life

Look at the spirit monkey offering peach in his hand, the chef pouted, and made do, after all, he took over halfway, this expression is very fucked.

Liu Mengxi felt that it was already very good, Old Man Cheng found out that this was an underbeating, Wei Qiang didn't know how to refute it, only Chef Qin was not satisfied, in terms of Lu Ban's craftsmanship, it was really not good, this is the truth.

Looking at it horizontally, it is a peak on the side of the ridge, this is the difference in angles, as a chef Qin who absorbs Lu Ban's skill experience, this work can only be labeled as improvised.

"Cheng Lao, I came in a hurry and didn't have any preparations, can this work be considered a success for me and Liu Mengxi to give to you together?"

It still sounds awkward to say this, Old Man Cheng feels so stuffy in his chest, what do you mean by being with my granddaughter? Are you that familiar?

"I think so." Liu Mengxi smiled, curled the hair around her ears, and exposed her forehead.

Old man Cheng's eyes narrowed, this rhythm is not right, his granddaughter is quite shy, today is a little too much, "Boy, since Old Man Chen called you, then come with me to the back to talk." ”

Qin Fen nodded, this is the main drama, it has finally been staged, and he is also a little curious about Baguazhang.

Liu Mengxi was stunned, does this thing really know how to do national arts? She also watched it a lot when she was a child, and she really wanted to learn, but the concept of the older generation was not easy to reverse, so she could only miss it, but she also understood it when she saw more, and she also stood up at this moment and followed the two to the backyard.

At the back of the store, there is a small courtyard, which is not large, and it is generally used as a warehouse. Unexpectedly, Cheng Lao changed it to a practice ground. As soon as I came in, I smelled a strong atmosphere of national arts.

Weapon racks. Wooden stakes, you name it.

Qin Fen followed behind the other party and had already entered here, Old Man Cheng's eyes changed, and there was an extra evil aura on his body.

Sensitive, he smelled a hint of danger in the air.

As soon as he walked, Cheng Jianshe turned around violently and turned around without reminding. A palm of progress.

Qin Fen shrank and took a step back.

"The kid is very alert, what do you think?" Old man Cheng smiled, he was a good seedling.

"It's a bit slow!"

Wei Qiang wants to scold, is this the gap, thinking of Qin Fen's words, it is not because he is using kung fu, but because the other party is too slow!

Liu Mengxi's eyes changed, his grandfather sneak attacked, and he rarely lost. That's right, this time it was a loss. Not the process of construction did not pay attention, because he did not continue to attack.

"Hit?" Qin Fen asked.

Cheng Jianshe shook his head, "You tell me what you will do first?" "The old man wants to see Chef Qin's background, the national arts, like other fields, are all connected, and the surname Chen should ask himself to guide him.

"Tai Chi!"

"Which one. Chen? ”

Qin Fen shook his head, "Chen's I will, I will also Sun Clan!" ”

Sun's will you too? Cheng Jianshe didn't understand, still with this? Is the door so enlightened now, how can he not know?

"If you hit me again, will you do it?"

Qin Fen nodded, Cheng Jianshe wanted to scold the street, what did Lao Chen and Lao Sun want to play? Breaking the rules, you know? The routine can be taught, but the force is the root of the sect, how can it still unite to accept disciples?

"The one you worship?" Cheng Jianshe wanted to know who had such a good vision, and why he hadn't encountered such a perversion.

"Me?" Qin Fen didn't speak, his body moved, he walked with Youlong, and his steps were swinging, buckle, and smooth. The body rotates, rolls on its side, flips like an eagle. Hands through, inserted, bumped, flirted, with the body, such as the same cloud and water.

"Sister Mengxi, which one is my master, he said that he knows Tai Chi." Wei Qiang didn't understand, foreigners just watched the excitement.

Liu Mengxi has seen a lot of small things, and he is already confused, "This is not Tai Chi, this is our family's Cheng Sect Baguazhang!" ”

it! Wei Qiang's mouth opened wide.

Old man Cheng understood, he asked Qin Fenbai which one, but he didn't expect the other party's answer to be like this!

Didn't worship any of them, look, this is not Tai Chi at all, but Baguazhang, or their family, where did you learn it, uncle!

No one knows this answer, the whole audience is a small bean ding, discerning, grassy, this is the most terrible place about it, a glimpse of the whole picture, not great wisdom, only the mighty, other gods and Buddhas have no chance to have in this life, that is the most fucked up one of the world's special eyes, there is no one.

In fact, Xiaodouding doesn't understand either, the technique is close to the Tao, where the Tao is, the root of all laws, and the origin of the discerning eye is because of this.

Once Qin Fen has more experience and skills, then he will be able to embrace all rivers, from scratch, and know everything. This is the Tao, and this is the truth that all three thousand roads can be enlightened.

There is no aura in the world, no resources, and the possibility of cultivation has been lost, but Qin Fen is smart and finds another way, the sword takes the edge, and the road of skill close to the Tao is also an attempt and pursuit of the Dao.

As soon as he played like this, Cheng Jianshe knew the answer, but the wound in his heart was deeper, monster!

I've watched it a few times, it's still a specious thing, this product can actually deduce the whole set, is such a talent still called talent?

He didn't know, and Qin Fen didn't know either, it seemed that his discernment and instinct were merging, and he was becoming more and more handy at correcting these mistakes.

The more he knows, the deeper his understanding of the national arts, and the more he can learn from it, it becomes like eating and drinking.

"Have you learned everything?" Cheng Jianshe began to stutter when he spoke, the surname Chen didn't want him to accept guidance, this was especially to ruin people. Looking at Qin Fen, he had the urge to die.

"There are a few places where it doesn't go well!" Qin Fen was telling the truth. "Can you always fight again? Or maybe we've done it! ”

Cheng Jianshe doesn't want to talk, hit again? Then the heirloom of their old Cheng family will not be passed on, shit old man Chen, this is here to harm people.

He understands now, the surname Sun and the surname Chen are uneasy and kind, they shed things out, to be honest, this is to be scolded, and now he is also harmed, where to reason, people are not stealing teachers, people are self-taught, numb.

Looking at Qin Fen at the same time, a realization rose in his heart, could it be that these two guys are going to use this kid to break the rules and untie the shackles between the sects.

Let the national art truly collect the strengths of hundreds of schools and carry them forward? What a big ambition!

With the passage of time, there are fewer and fewer people, and only a handful of people know, often many people think that martial arts is national art, but it is not right.

It is precisely because of the current predicament that the older generation of them are anxious, but there is no way to be anxious.

Rules are rules, no rules are not a circle, and it is difficult to break the shackles in the sky.

But, but now that a monster has appeared, Cheng Jianshe understands the purpose of the two, this is the hammer that breaks the convention, because the talent of this thing is amazing and terrifying. Qin Fen! A guy who could very well change the face of the national art world. (To be continued.) )