The old man looked at the two people who seemed to understand whether he understood or not, and then said: "A martial artist is to exercise this kind of Qi Sutra and Eight Veins, maintain the balance of yin yang in the body, and cultivate this formless and phaseless thing into an invisible huge energy, which not only maintains its own yin yang balance, but also can be transported out of the body according to the will of practice, forming a self-protection effect.

"Cultivating to a high and profound realm, you can bring out an invisible energy between your gestures to protect yourself and fight the enemy, and if you practice with resentment and dispeace in your heart, it will be difficult to ensure the balance of yin yang in your body. If it is serious, it may endanger itself."

Liu Hongxin seems to understand that this is a basic principle of internal cultivation, just like the twelve meridians and yin yang balance in traditional Chinese medicine, it transports the human body's head, body, limbs, viscera, internal and external metabolism and life and death processes in a person's body, and is a way to strengthen oneself and stimulate one's own potential.

This contains too profound yinyang doctrine and the laws of heaven and earth nature, which are not understandable to outsiders.

Liu Hongxin looked at Shanshan's mother in the clouds, and said with a smile: "The things in this are too profound, not something we can understand, when your Shanshan grows up, you will understand the benefits, you are blessed, your daughter is the only remaining martial arts master."

Shanshan's mother smiled and nodded, glanced at Shanshan with joy in her eyes, and said: "Shanshan, you must listen to grandpa's words, follow grandpa to study hard, learn a great skill, and be a useful person in the future", Shanshan strained her face like a little adult, nodded vigorously, and a sky-high pigtail on the top of her head shook vigorously on her grandfather's face.

Shanshan's mother's eyes showed a happy light, Liu Hongxin and the ancestors of the Wan family not only rescued them from the tiger's mouth, but also let their daughter practice such advanced kung fu, which opened a door full of light for their children.

In the past, whenever she saw Xiaoya, Lingling and Yu Jing, she had been secretly wondering in her heart, when her daughter could be like them, and she would be relieved to live a happy life when she grew up, and now, Wan Lin's grandfather personally taught her daughter to learn such advanced martial arts, how could she, a mother, not be overjoyed.

With tears in her eyes, but with an irrepressible smile on her face, she picked up her tools and ran into the bungalow to clean up the old man's room.

That night, Wang Tiecheng deliberately rushed to Liu Hongxin's house to pick up the old man, he carried two bottles of good wine into the living room, saw Liu Hongxin and the old man were chatting lively, Wang Tiecheng handed the wine to the Shanshan mother who greeted him, walked to the sofa and pressed the old man to stand up, and asked with a smile: "What are you talking about so lively, I will also listen."

Liu Hongxin smiled and said: "Why did you bring wine, I was afraid that I wouldn't have you to drink it, hehe, we are talking about ancient poetry and songs, and you, a martial artist who fights and kills, can understand." Wang Tiecheng glanced at the old man of the Wan family in surprise, he didn't expect the old man to be proficient in these esoteric things.

Liu Hongxin patted him on the shoulder and said: "Hahaha, you just have fun, let's invite back a real Buddha, this old man is amazing, not only is his martial arts profound, but I think the old man's literary skills are probably a hundred times stronger than those who are known as Confucians in society."

The old man shook his hand and said with a smile: "Let your brother see you smile, I didn't expect you to have such a high attainment in something." Liu Hongxin replied with a smile: "These are all treasures left by the ancestors, and I use all the philosophies in them to do business, otherwise I would not have been able to start such a big company."

Wang Tiecheng understands that those who can excel in each field must have superhuman comprehension and extraordinary ways of thinking, which either come from their own experience or from their own profound and extensive cultural knowledge, and the two old men in front of them are such examples.

He looked at the two old men with admiration and said: "Hehehe, it's terrible, if you were dozens of years younger, wouldn't there be no way for us people to live, and our jobs would have been snatched away by you a long time ago."

The old man smiled and said: "I'm a mountain villager, but I can't do these big things for you, you are all people who do big things", Liu Hongxin stretched out his hand to refill the tea bowl in front of the old man, looked at him and said: "Hehehe, what are you doing, it's not all for life, okay, don't talk about this, tomorrow I will send someone to take you around the city, and you are also familiar with the surrounding environment."

"No, I'll just take Shanshan and Qiuqiu to walk around by myself, I'm not used to following others, and besides, I won't be unable to find the door with Qiuqiu" The old man hurriedly waved his hand and said, Liu Hongxin and Wang Tiecheng laughed.

Early the next morning, Xiao Shanshan wore a red shirt and pants, with an excited look on her slightly pale face, swayed and ran into the garden, slammed the door of her grandfather's room, and shouted: "Grandpa, it's time for us to go, the sun is drying your buttocks", she thought she got up early, and grandpa was still sleeping.

She heard her grandfather say last night that she would take her outside tomorrow, so she came excitedly early in the morning, and when her little hand knocked on the door, a big hand from behind touched the top of her head, she turned her head and saw that her grandfather was standing behind her with a smile.

The old man got up before dawn, and had been practicing Tu Na kung fu in the yard for several hours, the old man walked into the house with Shanshan, took out a deerskin backpack made by himself and carried it on his back, and said to Shanshan with a smile: "Go and call Qiuqiu, let's go."

Shanshan was afraid to blink her big eyes when she entered the house, and she didn't find Qiuqiu after turning around the house, and shouted in confusion: "Qiuqiu, come out, we're leaving, we won't take you to play if we don't come out again."

At this time, behind the neatly folded quilt on the old man's wide double bed, a velvet head emerged, Qiuqiu opened his sleepy eyes, grinned, and glared at Shanshan dissatisfied, as if to say: In the morning, let my old man sleep will not be able to sleep.

Shanshan happily threw herself on the bed, pulled the ball ball with its front paws and dragged it out, hugged it in her arms and ran outside, looking at her swaying posture, grandpa quickly said: "Don't fall, put the ball down, let it go on its own."

Grandpa led Shanshan out of the courtyard gate, Qiuqiu looked at the street outside the traffic outside, turned around and jumped on Grandpa's shoulder in surprise, and then looked around curiously at the scene that was completely different from the mountain.

Grandpa also frowned when he saw the cars passing by from time to time and the tall buildings in the distance, and he was not used to this chaotic scene.

The old man dragged Shanshan for more than an hour, feeling that Shanshan was walking slower and slower, and looked down to see that Shanshan was so tired that her little face was flushed, but she still stubbornly moved her calves and followed him closely.