As soon as Wu Feixiong turned around, he saw a middle-aged Taoist priest standing two steps behind him, and he thought to himself, this Taoist priest has some ability to pretend to be a ghost.

As his mind turned, Wu Feixiong pressed one palm on Qiu Chuji's shoulder, and said, "Dao Chief, let's be close to each other." ”

Qiu Chuji saw Wu Feixiong stretch out his hand, and immediately knew that this person was not a martial arts master, so he did not move, and let Wu Feixiong press it.

Wu Feixiong originally wanted to use brute force to give Qiu Chuji a dismount, but as soon as he pressed it, Qiu Chuji did not move at all. He pressed harder, and Qiu Chuji's body only swayed slightly, like a fresh breeze.

Wu Feixiong knew that he had met a master at this time, so he wanted to withdraw his hand and make plans again. Who knew that after a pull, his hand seemed to be glued to the fuselage of the mound, but it was difficult to move.

It turned out that Qiu Chuji had the intention of embarrassing him, but instead he sucked Wu Feixiong's hand.

Wu Feixiong put on a horse walk, took a deep breath, and pumped hard.

Although Qiu Chuji has strong martial arts, he can no longer easily absorb it, so he takes advantage of the situation and sends it away.

Wu Feixiong stumbled backwards and almost fell, but he lost a steady game, so he didn't make a big ugly appearance on the spot.

He stood still, pointed at Qiu and said angrily: "Demon Dao, what kind of demon magic have you used!" ”

Wan Yankang saw that as soon as the two came up, it was like a comet hitting the earth, so he hurriedly stopped in the middle to avoid another dispute. He first bowed to Qiu Chuji and said, "Master Qiu, my Master Wu is a member of the army, and he has a hot temper, so don't be surprised. ”

Qiu Chuji stroked his beard and smiled: "I won't be like him." ”

After Yan Kang turned around and introduced to Wu Feixiong, "Master Wu, this Dao Master is not a demon Dao, do you know the Quanzhen Sect?" ”

Wu Feixiong also calmed down a little, and after hearing what Yan Kang said, he snorted coldly and said: "The Quanzhen Sect is the number one sect in the world, and although Wu is shallow, he also knows it. ”

After saying this, he saw that Yan Kang and Qiu Chuji were both smiling and silent, and he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart: "Isn't it the Taoist of the Quanzhen Sect in person!" ”

Qiu Chuji stroked his beard and said proudly: "Poor Daoqiu is in charge." ”

Wu Feixiong bowed down suddenly: "It turned out to be a real person in Changchun, Wu was clumsy, offended, and thousands of Haihan." ”

Ye Siming and Xu Daosheng on the side were stunned, thinking that this Wu Feixiong had become too fast. If the two of them and Wu Feixiong hadn't rushed from the base at the same time, they would have thought that this guy had been dropped.

There is the Word, the name of a man, the shadow of a tree. The seven sons of Quanzhen are fairy-like characters in the Song realm, although Wu Feixiong is a military general in the army, he has naturally been exposed to it in the Song Dynasty for more than 20 years, and he was really surprised, happy and ashamed when he learned that the Taoist priest in front of him was actually Qiu Chuji.

Xu Daosheng and Ye Siming didn't know anything about Qiu Chuji, so they naturally couldn't understand Wu Feixiong's feelings.

Qiu Chuji's temper is not small, he originally listened to Wu Feixiong's demon Dao's demon call, and had the intention to teach him a lesson.

But after he experienced an incident back then, his temper was much better, and at this moment, seeing Wu Feixiong admit his mistake and his attitude was extremely respectful, he naturally didn't care, but reached out to Wu Feixiong's hand and smiled: "The general is polite, a poor person outside the party, a little words, what is not to offend." ”

Wu Feixiong felt a strong surge in his hand, he subconsciously wanted to resist, but he felt bad in his heart, he hesitated in his heart for a while, and was supported to stand up in an instant. After standing up, this support force was completely gone, Wu Feixiong didn't shake at all, and he admired it even more in his heart.

After Wu Feixiong got up, he stood aside and was silent.

After Yan Kang saw that the misunderstanding was cleared, he introduced Ye Siming and Xu Daosheng to Qiu Chuji.

Qiu Chuji listened to the introduction and looked at Ye Siming for a while: "The layman has a lot of evil spirits, and he needs to meditate from time to time, otherwise he may have demons in his heart." ”

Ye Siming was slightly taken aback in his heart, and replied with a salute: "Dao Chang has good eyesight." ”

Ye Siming has always been a non-salty and non-salty appearance, most people think that Ye Siming is cold, but in fact, he doesn't know that Ye Siming has a deep hatred in his heart, but his hatred is never revealed on weekdays, but he often tosses and turns in the dead of night.

At this time, Ye Siming was stirred by Qiu Chuji, and suddenly felt a little difficult to control himself, and his heart surged for a while, and his face turned pale.

Qiu Chuji chanted: "Immeasurable Dao Venerable." Then he shot like lightning, and pointed a little in Ye Siming's body.

Ye Siming only felt a warm breath coming from his chest, and his mood slowly calmed down. He bowed to Qiu: "Thank you, Dao Chief, Ye's matter, meditation may be useless." ”

Qiu Chuji stared at Ye Siming for a while, and Ye Siming also calmly looked at him.

Qiu Chuji shook his head and sighed: "Origin and extinction, there is cause and effect. ”

Xu Daosheng is a literati, Wan Yan Kang thought that Xu Daosheng had nothing to talk about with Qiu Chuji, a martial arts master, so he planned to introduce him and forget it.

After greeting each other for a few words, they found that they were very accomplished in poetry, and they had the intention of seeing each other late, so they sat down in Wanyankang's room and talked endlessly.

Wu Feixiong and Ye Siming are both rough people, although Wan Yankang knows a little poetry, but he can only stay at the level of reciting dozens of poems, and he can hear Xu Daosheng and Qiu Chuji talking endlessly, saying some poems about the battle, leveling, and making sentences, and can't help yawning.

After Xu Daosheng heard Yan Kang's yawning voice, he realized that the two of them had put the group aside, so he smiled awkwardly and ended the pleasant exchange with Qiu Chuji.

Xu Daosheng slapped his thigh suddenly, didn't a few of them come to teach Yan Kang a lesson, why did he run away while talking!

Looking back at Wu Feixiong and Ye Siming, it was obvious that he looked like you were doing it, and he knew that these two martial artists had confessed, so he had to stand up by himself.

Xu Daosheng arched his hand towards Qiu and smiled: "Previously, Xu didn't know the identity of the chief, and his behavior was a little Meng Lang, so he also asked Dao Chang Haihan." ”

It doesn't hurt to signal to you.

Xu Daosheng didn't know if Qiu Chuji knew the truth about the Divine Soldier Base, he pondered for a while, and then continued: "The prince has a place outside the city, and it is more convenient to run horses and practice martial arts there, Xu is also studying with the prince over there, and I haven't seen the prince come over for a few days, Xu and the others are a little worried, and now I know that the prince is following the Taoist to practice these days." The Taoist martial arts are superb, and the prince can practice martial arts with the Taoist chief, which is a great joy. It's just that I don't know if the prince still has time to study outside the city? With that, he looked at Wan Yankang.

Wan Yankang was a little ashamed after hearing this, and knew that he was a little sorry for Xu Daosheng and others, so he had to pretend to be pitiful while expressing that he would not delay on either side.

After settling Xu Daosheng, Yan Kang talked to Qiu Chuji alone: "Master, I still have a large group of little brothers in my base outside the city, I have to go over and watch it often." ”

"But every three days."

Wan Yankang's eyes rolled, once every three days is a little less, and he wanted to fool Qiu Chuji over.

Who knew that the oil and salt at the mound did not enter, and he was only willing to stay in the palace.

"Master, do you want to learn martial arts from Master Wu and them?" Wan Yankang asked helplessly.

"Kang'er, what do you think of this Master Wu's martial arts?"

"Master, you put him down without making a move, it shouldn't be okay." Wan Yankang pouted, and began to question Wu Feixiong's kung fu in his heart.

Qiu Chuji shook his head: "No, no, no, you, Master Wu are people in the army, and he is good at fighting in the army, and he is a master of foreign families." Outside kung fu is very different from my inner kung fu, but when he let go of his master today, he can stand firm, and he is already a rare good hand among foreign masters. You, Master Wu, are all on the gun, and you must have a lot of attainments, Kang'er, you must remember not to be underestimated. ”

"What is the difference between external kung fu and internal kung fu, which one is great?" Wan Yankang asked with a wink.

Qiu Chuji smiled: "There is no difference between this external kung fu and internal kung fu, but the difference between the two is indeed huge. If someone is suitable for practicing foreign kung fu, he can succeed in three or five years, and if you let him practice internal kung fu, he may not have any achievements when he is old; Someone who is suitable for practicing internal kung fu can become a master in ten years, but if you let him practice the iron cloth shirt eagle claw gong and other foreign kung fu, he may be useless if he practices it.

Qiu Chuji paused, and then said: "The biggest difference between external kung fu and inner kung fu is that when the outer kung fu is practiced to the top, it slowly goes downhill with the passage of physical strength, while my inner kung fu only becomes more and more profound the more you practice, Kang'er, you understand!" ”

Wan Yankang asked again: "Isn't it more powerful to cultivate both inside and outside!" ”

Qiu Chuji nodded: "Having said that, it is not so. As soon as the inheritance of the world's sects has its own strengths, such as my Quanzhen Sect is good at internal strength, the beggar gang will be famous for the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending Sect, which is the name of the outer family's palm, and it is difficult to achieve both internal and external cultivation from the inheritance of the exercises. Secondly, manpower is sometimes exhausted, and it is very rare for a person to be able to practice an external kung fu or an inner kung fu to the depths, let alone both internal and external cultivation. There is a saying that the poor are rich in martial arts, and the amount of food that practitioners in martial arts is already large, and many foreign kung fu requires a lot of medicinal materials to cooperate, that is, to cultivate my inner kung fu, if there are 100-year-old ginseng and other tonic nourishment, it is also good, where can ordinary people do it. ”

After listening to this, Yan Kang calculated in his heart: practicing martial arts by himself, these are not problems.

He has the internal skills of Qiu Zhiji, and Wu Feixiong and others can also be regarded as external skills to some extent, and the exercises are not a problem.

As for the things outside the body, such as money and supplements, it is not a problem for the dignified Zhao Wangfu.

The rest is a matter of pure cultivation, and it seems that in the future, a great master who cultivates both inside and outside will be released!

Thinking of the happy place, Wan Yankang felt happy in his heart, and he couldn't help but smile on his face.

Qiu Chuji looked at Yan Kang with a silly smile on his face, and probably guessed what he thought in his heart.

He stretched out his hand and flicked it on Wan Yankang's forehead: "The way of martial arts, no matter if you are a famous disciple or a rich family, you can't do without one word in every way, that is, diligence!" If you are complacent before you get started, three days of fishing, two days of drying nets, even if you practice this kung fu to old age, you may not be able to practice the ability! ”

Wan Yankang hurriedly sat back on the futon and sat up peacefully.