Chapter 3 Half a year

"Huh!"

Chen Hong's face changed, and the light flashed in his eyes.

"Xiao Cheng Pile Method, is it really an unborn martial arts wizard!"

External forging pile gong is a basic martial art, but it is not easy to learn, and it is already a genius to get started in January.

Chen Hong saw that Zhou Yi had never learned martial arts, and he started in one day and became a small success in a month.

"You guys disperse, Zhou Yi stays, I have something to ask you."

The other disciples didn't know why, they only felt that Zhou Yi was standing on the pile, and suddenly became smart, and they all looked at Zhou Yi with envy, and turned to leave the Golden Dao Gate.

Zhou Yi was overjoyed in his heart, and nine times out of ten, he was able to enter the Golden Dao Gate.

Chen Hong asked, "Zhou Yi, where are you?" Who else is in the family? ”

Zhou Yi's face became sad, and he did not hide his hatred.

"I am from Zhoujia Village, my father Zhou Ye, was killed by the bandits of Heifeng Mountain a month ago. I made up my mind to sell my ancestral property and devote myself to practicing martial arts to avenge my father! ”

Guobei County is just a small remote county, and the talented Zhou Ye is not well-known, but he also has a reputation.

Chen Hong sighed and comforted: "You stay in the door first, I will be an uncle, and I may be able to accept you as a disciple." ”

Uncle Chen Hong is Chen Xiangyan, the master of the Golden Dao Gate, and his nickname is Yan Luo Dao.

"Thank you, Master Chen."

Zhou Yi understands that the so-called Uncle Yuming accepts apprentices again, which should be to investigate Zhou Yi's background.

However, what Zhou Yi said was the truth, the son of Xiucai is already a first-class good family in Guobei County.

For the next two days, Zhou Yi practiced in the school field every day.

I also met a few disciples of the Golden Dao Sect, and only then did I know that there were quite a few disciples of the Golden Dao Sect who were not surnamed Chen.

The martial arts hall recruits people who are aspiring to martial arts, and among them, those who have excellent performances and are from Qingbai backgrounds will be accepted as official disciples.

"The head of the Chen family can see through the difference between the portals, be inclusive, absorb outsiders to strengthen his power, and create a great business in Guobei County with his bare hands, he is definitely a heroic figure!"

Zhou Yike knew that the ancients attached great importance to craftsmanship, and it was common for men to pass on women to women.

In order to prevent the skills from being passed on, some families even choose to intermarry within the clan, with men not marrying outside and women not marrying.

Early in the morning of the third day.

Zhou Yi was standing on the pile, exercising his muscles and bones between breaths.

A person from the Golden Dao Sect hurriedly came over and greeted: "You are Zhou Yi, the door wants to see you." ”

"Good!"

Zhou Yi didn't ask anything, and followed the people to see the master of the Golden Dao Gate.

The Golden Daomen occupies a large area of several acres, the martial arts field accounts for more than half, and there are also four houses.

The first two entrances are where the disciples of the door live, the third is the middle and high-rise of the door, where the descendants of the Chen family live, and the fourth is the daughters of the Chen family.

Zhou Yi came to the third courtyard, and there was no luxury, and he was obviously rude everywhere.

If you look carefully, the knife marks on the rockery in the courtyard must be caused by practice.

All the way to the main hall, the plaque reads the three big characters of the Golden Knife Hall, which contains a fierce momentum.

There were two people sitting in the hall.

The person on the throne is fifty or sixty years old, his face is like black charcoal, he sits on the Taishi chair, his waist is straight, and his momentum is like facing Yue in the abyss.

The person at the bottom right, Zhou Yi, knows that it is Chen Hong.

"I've seen the master of the door, I've seen Master Chen."

Zhou Yi learned to lead the way and gave a salute with his fists.

Chen Xiangyan's voice was calm and powerful: "Xiao Liu said, you are the most talented martial arts genius he has ever seen, so follow him to practice martial arts in the future." Your father's affairs, festival mourning, in the future, martial arts will be successful, and the mountain bandits are just ants! ”

Zhou Yi was overjoyed when he heard this, and bowed down with his fists: "Thank you, master." ”

turned around and bowed to Chen Hong, and according to the etiquette that had been asked clearly, he kowtowed three times.

"Meet the Master."

"Haha! No need to be polite! ”

Chen Hong smiled, obviously accepting a good apprentice, and he was in a good mood.

The relationship between master and apprentice in the ancients is second only to father and son, and in the future, Zhou Yi will be successful in practice, and Chen Hong will be honored.

Of course, Zhou Yi did evil, and Chen Hong will also be criticized.

The master and apprentice set their names in front of Chen Xiangyan.

That night, Zhou Yi changed his residence and lived in the first house with other disciples of the Golden Dao Sect.

Early the next morning.

Zhou Yi came to the martial arts field early, and Chen Hong introduced the six senior brothers.

According to the order of apprenticeship, Zhou Yi is now a junior brother, but he is the oldest.

The eldest of the six brothers was no more than 14 years old, and the youngest was only 8 years old.

Martial arts cultivation is best practiced from an early age, but it is extremely difficult for a half-way monk like Zhou Yi to achieve success.

If it weren't for Zhou Yi starting from scratch, he would have achieved a small success in a month, which would have been amazing, and Chen Hong would not have been able to accept him as a disciple.

"I've seen six senior brothers."

Zhou Yi comes from modern times and does not discriminate against age.

There is no order to learn, and the one who achieves is the first.

"Haha, little junior brother, little junior brother, finally not my youngest."

The only female senior sister, Chen Yun, clapped her hands happily, she was still a naïve child on earth at the age of eight.

"Alright, let's all stand on the pile. Pile Gong is the foundation of martial arts, and the teacher has long been from the outside in, and he still has to stand on the pile every day to exercise his blood. ”

Chen Hong said, standing at will, like a mixed yuan pile but not like it.

"Crackling" sounded, and the golden drums sounded in unison, which was the performance of the mixed yuan pile.

There were seven brothers and sisters, all standing in a row, starting from the first form of the mixed yuan pile.

Zhou Yi didn't immediately use the origin to increase the proficiency of the mixed element pile, and the small success in January was already amazing, and if it was a big achievement, it would be shocking.

Since then, Zhou Yi has been working for two hours a day, and Chen Hong has taught the wind-breaking knife technique.

Two months later, the mixed yuan pile was completed, and the muscles and bones sounded together.

Chen Hong was extremely excited, calling Zhou Yi a martial arts genius that is rare to see in a century, and taught him the palm technique to open the tablet.

Time flies.

Half a year has passed.

Early in the morning.

There are seven brothers and sisters, standing on the pile in the martial arts field.

Half a year ago, Zhou Yibi's body shape changed greatly, and his height alone rose by four or five inches.

The skin on the neck is bronzed, and the palms of a pair of hands are even more amazing, and the knife and axe are carved like green rock.

"Breathe—breathe—"

As soon as the thought moved, he consumed 8 points of origin and added it to the mixed element pile.

【Mixed Element Pile (Complete)】!

Airplanes!

A buzz of muscles and bones!

Zhou Yi only felt a force blocking his throat, and he was not happy if he didn't roar.

"Roar!"

The sound was low and like a muffled thunder rolling, and like a tiger roaring in the mountains.

The sound is from the inside out, and the strength is from the outside to the inside. The next moment, the internal organs vibrated and became more tenacious.

Kung Fu has reached this point, and it has been refined from the outside to the inside, to the viscera.

Zhou Yi's changes caused the senior brothers and sisters to be stunned, they have been practicing since they were children, and they have been practicing for several years, but they are just a small success.

The poor strength does not affect their eyesight, Chen Hong has been teaching all year round, and naturally understands what the tiger and leopard thunder sound represents.

The mixed yuan pile is completed, and the strength is practiced into the five organs, and it is only one step away from being able to meet inside and outside, condense the internal qi, and is the master of the rivers and lakes.

Zhou Yichang exhaled, and the white gas outlet was more than a foot long, and the condensation did not disperse.

"The mixed yuan pile is complete!"