Chapter 152: Ridiculous

Every day when the sky is slightly bright, Yi Yang gets up and practices the "Spitting Out the Old and Accepting the New Technique", and the three stunts of Shenlong follow Wolong Sanren and also learn seven, seven, eighty, eight. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 infoOn weekdays, I either meditate and study the "Yijin Sutra", or repeatedly practice the ninety-nine-eighty-one style of the three stunts, and I am already a step-by-step, little Taoist priest with a regular life!

The longer you practice these methods, the more obvious the changes in your body become. Compared with more than two months ago, whether it is the control of strength and speed, the flexibility and strength of the body, it is no longer the same.

The gratifying change made Yi Yang happy, and the boring practice became more obsessive and fanatical. Putting aside the subtleties of the internal strength and mental method for the time being, the mystery of the three stunts of the divine dragon has benefited the young people a lot.

The combination of movement and static, the combination of rigidity and softness of the exercises well coordinated his strong physical functions that were different from ordinary people, whether in sports competitions or confrontation fights, it completely reached a new realm.

Take the control of strength and speed as an example, the current Yi Yang can easily accelerate from 100 meters to sprint, completely stop his body quickly, and can also turn the fist of Qianjun into a palm that is as light as cotton.

The flexibility and strength of the body have changed significantly, just like the legendary "honey badger" in the African savannah, which has become more headache-making.

Although it can't be twisted at will like a honey badger, it is enough to make the huge body of the young man more than two meters tall flexible and strong like a flexible eraser.

If these skills are used on the court, no matter how strong the confrontation, no matter how sharp the attack, no matter how difficult the defense, you can face it calmly with ease, and it is by no means an exaggeration to describe it as doing whatever you want.

At that time, the score and all kinds of magical data are simply a matter of probing and taking. What amazing record, what supernatural performance, is completely a matter of one's own words.

Yi Yang's intelligence and hard work, Wolong Sanren all saw it, this apprentice really made him very satisfied, and he was extremely proud and happy to see the young man's rapid progress day by day.

"Apprentice, there are distinguished guests in Sansonglu today, it is inconvenient for the teacher to receive them, go down the mountain and wander around, you can handle such miscellaneous matters by yourself."

After breakfast, Lao Dao looked like a fairy wind and bones, and went down the mountain flutteringly. Yi Yang was in a fog and couldn't figure it out.

The vigorous and handsome figure, sometimes down the mountain tiger, sometimes like a dragon out of the water, the so-called movement like the wind, standing like a clock, bending like a bow, quiet like a pine. The sword flowers wandered around with the figure, dancing handsomely and chicly, and playing neatly.

The people hiding under the slope were dazzled and secretly amazed, in just over two months, they actually practiced such a handsome kung fu, which really made people have to be impressed.

After practicing this set of three stunt exercises today, Yi Yang felt that he had stretched a lot smoother, heartily, and was very satisfied. The movement slowed down, and he closed his eyes and meditated on the boulder.

A natural and delicate short hair has become uneven, messy, and has not been combed for several months, and it looks like a rotten chicken nest! What's even more ridiculous is the faint whisker on the lips, which looks very funny.

plus the fat Taoist robe on his body, and the black Taoist cloth shoes under the white knee-length socks. If it weren't for the fact that the hair was not long enough and couldn't pull a bun, it would be like a little Taoist priest who had escaped the vicissitudes of life!

Although he was still delicate and handsome, everyone couldn't help but feel sour. Damn fate, stunned to turn a high-spirited super handsome guy Yi Yang into such a down-and-out appearance in front of him. I'm afraid this kid is really a monk!

"Brother Yi Yang....." The delicate Du Ziqi couldn't bear it anymore, completely forgot Yu Cailing's advice, and walked to the top of the mountain crying, don't be sad.

Zhang Shang and Yan Shuxiang, who followed behind, were naturally sad and sad in their hearts, if it weren't for the beauties beside them, I am afraid they would have been sad and wept.

Ouyang Feifei, Sima Aoxue, and Shangguan Ya'er needless to say, they were already in tears, and they couldn't bear to look at it anymore. Even the official Chen Mu, a police officer who is known for his coldness, felt that his eyes were hot and his nose was sore.

"Yi Yang! You just can't think about it anymore, you don't have to become a Taoist monk, right? Look at the simple tent you live in, is this how you have been here for the past two months? Isn't it damp or cold? No matter what happens today, you have to go down the mountain with Brother Zhang, we can't stay in this place anymore! ”

"Yangyang, although Qinglong Mountain has an elegant environment and beautiful mountains and rivers, you can't just throw away Boss Yan and everyone, right? Your master is really good enough, he lives in a grass house, and you live in a tent, aren't you afraid of getting sick? Where's this damn old Taoist? Let's quit! Go home! ”

Seeing Yi Yang's miserable appearance in front of him, even Yan, who had always prided himself on knowing him, was not calm. Angrily broke into the grass house and found the Wolong Sanren of the unknown prophet.

"Why are you here? ...... Feed! What do you do? Who ......"

"Yi Yang, Yi Ming has a whereabouts. He's fine, he's healthy. Why bother thinking about it? You are still young, how can you give up on yourself? The NBA needs you, the country needs you, and the fans need you......"

"Wait, wait! My brother has news? The case is solved? Where is he now? ”

Hearing Yi Ming's words, Yi Yang jumped up from the grass futon, and in a blink of an eye, he came to Zhang Shang, who was making noise, and grabbed the old driver's big hand.

"Don't worry, let go, it hurts me to death. Officer Fang, come on, hey, you kid wants to strangle me? ”

After listening to Fang Chenmu's words, he carefully looked at the photo of Yi Ming on Yan's mobile phone. The joy and surprise of the young man have fallen from mid-air, and it is empty joy again! However, as long as my brother is alive and healthy, then everything is easy to say.

"Yi Yang, don't worry, this is just a tentative signal released by the kidnappers, and after the analysis of the task force, Yi Ming's safety will definitely not be a problem. For this case, there are few useful clues, and we can only fight a protracted battle. ”

Afraid that Yi Yang would be discouraged, Fang Chenmu hurriedly analyzed the opinions and facts of the task force and carefully "reported" to him.

"After more than two months of life, I have figured out many things. Rest assured, I won't do anything stupid. By the way, what kind of nonsense did you just say? Who became a monk? Also, Boss Yan! My master is a great man, so don't speak ill of him. ”

"Not a monk? Why are you dressed like this when you're not a monk? If you don't comb your head and don't shave your beard, what about us? also made a dust-free road number, which made me so anxious that I was about to have a seizure! ”

Zhang Shang's words really said everyone's thoughts, you didn't say it earlier if you didn't become a monk?

"I am doing this in penance, and I have already worshiped under the name of the Wolong Sanren and become a lay disciple of Panlongguan. People always have to grow, and it's not good to hone yourself. This tent is of my own free will, and it has nothing to do with Master. ”