The storyteller reads the teaching.

When did Master Wang come to this town? It is estimated that only he knows, but when he first appeared in Tingfeng Tower, it had been more than 20 years. Anyone in the town who has heard him talk about folk strange things knows that except on the day of the big gathering, Mr. Li, who peeps outside the school, will give lectures every day.

He had a mahogany ring ruler that had been immortal for decades, a ponytail and a mustache that had not grown for decades, and no one knew where he had gone for the rest of his life except for appearing at the school every day, and no one knew where he lived.

The older generation of townspeople said that when the master first started to tell a story twenty years ago, he was still a pretty little scholar in Tsing Yi and ink-haired, and he was polite in his speech, and he was more like a gentleman than Mr. Li, who was full of ink. It's just that after 20 years of precipitation, he is really not a teaching joke, and the more he lives, the more he looks like a charlatan.

He said that he was rich and five cars, but no one believed him. He said that he could have a draw with Li Xinger, the grandmaster of White Gourd Mountain, and no one believed him. But so many people are still keen to listen to him, and that is also because the "Open Pulse Scroll" has not been popularized here, and the people here have better than no knowledge of cultivators.

At dusk, Wang Fuzi appeared in front of the bank of the Qijiang River.

The rushing torrent struck the bank of the river, rumbling, and he stood unmoved in front of the bank.

Across the river, on the opposite side is the dangerous and abnormal Qijiang Road.

Wang Fuzi was always smiling, and his already small eyes narrowed into a slit, facing the thirteen or fourteen people holding umbrellas on the river bank on the other side of Qijiang Road.

Thirteen's yellow umbrella, which had never left, was broken, and the black gas from her bloodstained wound was much blacker than her charred skin.

The shore tide is surging, the river waves are rolling, Thirteen looks at Wang Fuzi, Wang Fuzi looks at Thirteen.

After a long time, a group of fierce and abnormal big men appeared behind Thirteen, this group of big men held a big flag with blood characters written on it, led by a one-armed man, he tied Thirteen's limbs with hemp rope, and ordered four or five big men to lift her high. In this way, Thirteen surprisingly did not resist, there was no expression on her scorched face, and she could only vaguely see that she was smiling, looking at Wang Fuzi and Qinghe Town behind him, smiling gloomily.

With a group of people carrying the thirteen mighty vanished on the Qijiang Road.

Master Wang was unmoved, and felt a little ridiculous, "Stupid...... Stupid no, even more stupid than the one who greeted the Red Mansion, so stupid that he really thought he was her, but he didn't know that we were all on his chessboard with her. ”

Feeling the spring tide of the Qijiang River is a rare thing, and Wang Fuzi has not left for a long time.

Until Pei Changfeng, who came with a turtle, appeared by the river.

Pei Changfeng's eyes were cloudy, piercing a hundred miles, he looked in the direction of thirteen and disappeared: "Are you sure you don't want to stop her?"

Wang Fuzi said: "The mystery weapon is not on her, you can ask for more blessings!"

Pei Changfeng said: "You know what I'm talking about is not this. ”

Wang Fuzi asked, "What is that?"

Pei Changfeng: "Is it worth it?"

"Whether it's worth it or not, I can't decide. But as a word of advice, it's better to give up your thoughts. ”

Pei Changfeng laughed, "If it's really Patriarch Li standing in front of me, then I really can't do it, but what ...... you?"

Wang Fuzi's squinted eyes opened and glanced at Pei Changfeng, "You'll know." ”

This glance may seem nothing to others, but Pei Changfeng, who is standing next to Master Wang, knows it very clearly. Just now, it was as if time had stood still, and his actions had also been stopped, and the spiritual thoughts that emanated from him were cut into tens of millions of pieces in an instant.

He couldn't laugh anymore, and with a dark face, he timidly trained the turtle to leave, "I'm just here to take in an apprentice." ”

Pei Changfeng was walking in the distance, and Wang Fuzi suddenly asked again, "Do you feel like you've been to this town?"

Hearing this, Pei Changfeng chuckled in his heart, suddenly quickened his pace, and even straightened his stiff back in order to walk faster.

Pei Changfeng did not stop during the period, and after leaving Wang Fuzi's field of vision, he quickly turned into a trot, and finally turned into a flying flight, and appeared in the side room of Yanfu in an instant. During the run, I didn't dare to turn my head back, for fear of seeing people I shouldn't see.

He didn't dare to sit on the Taishi chair, which symbolized status. In the end, he spewed out a mouthful of bloody arrows, and the crutch in his hand was split in two, emitting a dazzling spiritual light.

The crutch was a treasure, the best weapon in his body, and it was broken by surprise.

Breaking a handful of mysterious weapons, let alone saying that he is at the peak of the psychic realm, even if he is a powerhouse in the Huayuan realm, he can't do this.

For a long time after that, Pei Changfeng never appeared outside.

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The heart is like a tiger, and the body is like steel.

These are the eight big characters at the beginning of the Tiger Fist cheats. The name of this exercise is a little ordinary, and it is only a low-grade exercise of the yellow level, but it is quite exquisite, it is obviously an outer door boxing method, but it pays attention to the inside out, first raise the heart of the tiger, and then have the tiger intention. But it is worth saying that this boxing method is really overbearing.

"Peng...... ...... Peng"

In front of the giant pine, Wu Nian arched his body, bent his knees down, learned to act like a tiger, and Mougins punched.

The fist is vigorous, with a hundred catties of huge force, and the fallen leaves with a little stroking between the swings. The hard and violent punch slammed into the trunk of the hundred-year-old giant pine, shaking the giant pine to the ground, and even the trunk wrapped in hard bark was blasted out of a deep pit.

Wu Nian was stunned, disappointed in this Tiger Fist, before he learned this boxing technique, with his three-vein strange power, he was also able to achieve this effect. This Tiger Fist is domineering, but it always feels like something is missing, and it is a little unsatisfactory.

He kept waving his fists in the woods, trying to practice this first form. Unconsciously, Wu Mu appeared next to him, and he didn't know it at all.

Wu Mu carried a bamboo basket on his back and held a pot of pine wine in his hand, he leaned against a big tree not far away, drinking the pine wine in his hand while quietly looking at Wu Nian who was making his fists.

Wu Mu couldn't stand it and said: "The momentum is there, but there is no such momentum." ”

"What's the matter?" Wu Nian blurted out, as if he didn't care who was standing next to him.

Wu Mu said: "Ruthless, more ruthless than a tiger." If you can, don't think about imitating the tiger, you have to think that you are the tiger, the real tiger. ”

"Sometimes the exercises are good or bad, the key is in the person who uses the exercises, didn't you learn from that girl?"

Wu Nian was shocked, he still thought that this was not the same as the meaning of the Yiye Blind Eyes that he had comprehended, but this Wu Mu said it all casually, and even clearly said that it was from the Thirteen Sects.

The prophet of uncertainty may be talking about people like Wu Mu. Every time he went out to deliver wine, he knew in advance if he made an appointment without an appointment, and now even Wu Nian himself was not sure of the dream, and Wu Mu knew it.

In front of him, there are no secrets.

Wu Nian said: "It was just a dream. ”

Wu Mu smiled and said, "If it's a dream, then what do you say about your cultivation?"

These words stumped Wu Nian, and what could be said was that this dream was something that completely puzzled him.

Seeing the silent Wu Nian, Wu Mu continued: "Maybe it's a dream now, and I can't say. ”

"Indeed, I dreamed of killing you. You waited for me to kill you, and even taught me how to kill you. If it can really kill you, it's good in a dream. ”

"That's good, it's good for you to say that. ”

"That's how you want to die?"

"Nobody wants to die, only the dead want to die. When I got dressed, I might be talking about people like me. ”

Wu Mu picked a pine leaf, looked at the green quietly for a while, and then slowly put it into the bamboo basket behind him with a satisfied smile.

"This burrow can't accommodate you, the great immortal, obviously you could have done it ten years ago, tell me why you have to wait until now for me to kill you. ”

"Don't you think this bit of emerald green is beautiful?" Wu Mu plucked a pine leaf again and put it in the palm of his hand.

Wu Nian sneered: "If you think it's beautiful, when I kill you, I'll fill your grave with pine leaves." ”

"With your words, this trip was not in vain. Regarding Wu Nian's unkind words, Wu Mu laughed happily, "The heart is like a tiger, and the body is like steel." Practice well, come and kill me when you practice well, I'll wait for you. ”

After the words fell, Wu Mu walked towards the way down the mountain, and Wu Nian realized that the two had a simple conversation, but his empty bamboo basket was already full of green leaves.

Wu Nian still couldn't help but stop Wu Mu, "Who is Master Wang?"

"Do you want to know who Isn't Thirteen?" Wu Mu paused and asked rhetorically.

Wu Nian also paused with his footsteps, and couldn't catch up for a while. Indeed, what he wanted to know more was about Thirteen.

"The prince is the king's master, and thirteen is thirteen. Don't listen to what others say, sometimes the dead will deceive others, so the only thing you can believe directly is yourself. ”

"Being in the house for a long time is not good for your eyes, and if you have time, you can go outside more often, and you may know the answer you want. ”

Wu Mu waved his hand to the queen, and did not wait for Wu Nian's reply, leaving these words and going down the mountain.

The spring breeze is blowing, and the green leaves are hurrying. This is the spring scene that Wu Mu likes.

Wu Nian smiled in return, and the killing intent towards Wu Mudi seemed to gradually become relaxed. Sixteen years, not long, not short, a male elder to teach, this is the first time he has heard it, his mother was alive before, and his mother taught him alone, but his father didn't seem to have taught him anything except scolding.

It has been ten years since the death of his parents, and his uncontrollable murderous aura seems to have been touched by time, and now he still wants to kill Wu Mu, maybe he just doesn't want to go against his heart.

If there is a tiger in my heart, I am a tiger.

Wu Nian calmed down, and settled down again with a blind eye, not hearing from the outside, and not wanting to be inside.

He didn't put on that fancy tiger form, nor did he pretend to compare himself to a tiger, he just stood quietly and ignored it.

After a long time, he moved, his steps were steady, and according to the moves of the Tiger Fist, he punched one punch after another, without any mud and water, and without any hesitation, if the unstoppable male tiger.

The sound of the fist is like thunder, and the movement is like a tiger. The shape is not a tiger, but the meaning is a tiger.

In the swaying, the fallen leaves fly, and the dust rolls up, like a fierce tiger galloping, domineering.

It's a wonderful feeling, the same feeling as the one that has been cut before.

After playing a set of tiger punches, Wu Nian was quite satisfied. This miraculous Tiger Fist exceeded his expectations, and its grade was not at all comparable to ordinary Yellow Rank Lower Rank Exercises.

As the saying goes, diligence can make up for clumsiness, and while entering this wonderful state, Wu Nian then practiced the first form of Tiger Fist endlessly in this mountain forest, because only when it reaches the point of pure love like fire, this Tiger Fist can be regarded as an entry.

Tiger fist is divided into seven styles, three styles are small successes, and seven styles are large successes. It is said that it is an outer door boxing method, which is more like an inner door exercise. Cultivate to a small success, raise your hand with the strength of a tiger, can increase the power of three elephants, and repair to a large success, can increase the power of a dragon.

The Yellow Order Exercise is domineering like a Xuan Gong.