"The world is so big, it really can come out in large numbers, the old way created Tai Chi, thinking that he is blessed, but unexpectedly, it is still picking up people's teeth and wisdom, alas. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

After listening to Qin Jihuan's explanation, Zhang Sanfeng sighed with mixed feelings, he didn't expect that before him, there was already Tai Chi in the world, and this was really a big blow to him.

"Ahem, Zhang Zhenren doesn't have to be presumptuous, you created your own way of Tai Chi, and you are already a well-deserved generation of grandmasters."

Qin Jihuan couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed at this time, after all, no matter what world he is in, Taijiquan is undoubtedly created by Zhang Sanfeng, and now he is using the things of later generations to attack the original creator, which is simply a malicious infringement.

"Young man doesn't need to say much, I have lived for more than a hundred years, and I have long lost the heart of fame and fortune, and as you said, your boxing method is just boxing, and my Tai Chi may not be so, you listen well, the way of Tai Chi cares about yin and yang,..."

Although he said that he had no desire for fame and fortune, in fact, Zhang Sanfeng was unwilling to admit defeat, so he directly told the way of Tai Chi he founded.

When it came to the rise, Zhang Sanfeng went down in person, from Tai Chi boxing, to Tai Chi sword, to Tai Chi knife, Tai Chi gun, and demonstrated them one by one, only to see Qin Jihuan dumbfounded, only to know that the gap between himself and Zhang Sanfeng was here.

Although the power of his Tai Chi method is not weaker than that of the other party, it is limited to boxing, and the understanding and application of the word Tai Chi are obviously not able to catch up, after all, no matter what, people have been practicing for a hundred years, how can this be compared?

After ending this exchange in which both of them benefited a lot, Qin Jihuan went back to comprehend Zhang Sanfeng's Tai Chi Dao, and Zhang Sanfeng also began to retreat, studying this set of Tai Chi methods that can be performed without the need for true qi, which is obviously more suitable for ordinary people to practice.

"Ah Ming, I have already taught you all the first eighteen swords of the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, and after you break through the innate realm, you can practice, as for the last four swords, because they are too complicated, they will not be qualified to perform them until after the innate mastery, so I will teach you later."

A month later, on a platform in the mountains behind Wudang, Qin Jihuan said to him lightly after teaching Dugu Ming the last form that he could understand at present.

"Thank you, Big Brother Broken Army."

Dugu Ming didn't question why Qin Jihuan didn't teach him everything, because he understood that this Holy Spirit Sword Technique was the hard work of his uncle's life, and there was no secret book, so he could only pass it on by word of mouth, and with his understanding, he could comprehend the eighteenth sword in the acquired realm, which was already because Qin Jihuan taught it well.

"Ah Ming, I'm ready to leave, you have to practice martial arts diligently on Wudang Mountain, if you have any questions or difficulties, you can find Wuji or Song Daxia to solve them, until you have to do it, don't have disputes with others, you remember, Wushuang City, still waiting for you to rebuild."

Qin Jihuan patted Dugu Ming's shoulder and said with encouragement, and Dugu Ming also assured him with a straight face,

"Well, don't worry, Brother Pojun, I will!"

"That's good, don't be anxious, when you and I are successful in martial arts and kill the hero, I will help you."

After finally explaining a few words to Dugu Ming, Qin Jihuan got off Wudang, a single sword, and went west.

Without true qi, the biggest impact on Qin Jihuan is undoubtedly light work, although the national art is not inferior in short-distance explosions, but when it comes to hurrying, he can only ride a horse honestly, and he can no longer climb mountains and rivers like before, as he did before.

After a day and a night, Qin Jihuan rushed to Ankang County, where he was going to rest for a day, and then go north to Xi'an early tomorrow morning, and go directly to the Western Regions.

Because Qin Jihuan was dressed as a fresh and angry horse, there was no one who didn't open his eyes to come and die, so he rested comfortably for one night, and he continued to hurry the next day.

"Senior brother, younger brother, younger brother, I have already practiced innate divine gong,"

As he was galloping on his horse, Qin Jihuan suddenly pulled the reins, released his spiritual power, and listened carefully to the almost inaudible sound in the air, this, what is this?

Qin Jihuan looked shocked, who is this? How can you have such a strong strength?

Condense the sound into a line and spread it far away, he can also do it, but he will definitely not be able to do it to this extent, this is no sound that cannot be heard at all in the innate realm, is it a thousand miles of sound?

Well? Wrong!

Innate Divine Skills!?

When Qin Jihuan first heard this voice before, he didn't really hear it, and thought it was the natural echo of the sound in the transmission, but now that he comes back to his senses, isn't this the scene in the nonsensical classic comedy martial arts movie?

So this person is Wang Chongyang, who is known as the world's first unlucky ghost?

Thinking of the female version of Zhou Botong who made him curious at the beginning, Qin Jihuan instantly understood, hurriedly turned the horse's head, turned west, and went to the source of the sound.

At the same time, in a barren mountain in Hanzhong, a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a clean Taoist robe and a proud face was pointing to the sky with one hand, while carrying the power of the sky, he opened his mouth and said,

"I'm invincible in the world,"

As he was shouting, his face suddenly changed, because he found that the innate divine skill he had just cultivated suddenly became uncontrollable!

Before he could think about it, the middle-aged Taoist priest hurriedly retracted his energy and suppressed the true qi of the rebellion with all his might, and he didn't even have time to use the sound of thousands of miles, and at this time, a metal boot suddenly fell from the sky!

The sharp toes of the pointy toes were directly inserted into the head of the middle-aged Taoist priest who was trying his best to gather his true qi, and he was not as good as him!

Apart from Wang Chongyang, who else has such "luck"?

"Ah!!h

With a scream, the world's first unlucky ghost fell to the ground instantly.

At this moment, Wang Chongyang's heart is broken, what is this? I've just achieved martial arts and broken through to the Supreme Grandmaster realm! Supreme Master!! Is it just to die? It's a shame, isn't it?

I didn't have time to think about it, and suddenly there was a sound of horses' hooves and the neighing of horses, Wang Chongyang, who had indeed become a supreme grandmaster and had a long vitality, instantly became a clever man, and sat up directly with this deadly boot.

"Dao Chief, you, are you alright?"

"It's okay, I'm in the cold."

Faced with the inquiry of this beautiful woman who can be called a country and a city, Wang Chong** didn't have time to think, so he could only barely protect his brain with his surging true qi, and pretended not to care.

"Dao Chief, how can you have a boot on your head?"

"Just kidding, how can you have a boot on your head?"

The supreme grandmaster Wang Chongyang didn't admit that he was killed by a boot.

"But, these are boots, huh?"

The beauty was suspicious and wanted to touch it, but suddenly there was the sound of horses' hooves behind her again, and when she turned around, she happened to see Qin Jihuan turn over and dismount and come to her.

"The Taoist is Wang Chongyang?"

Looking at this person's appearance, as well as the true qi fluctuations that were almost stronger than the Sword Saint, Qin Jihuan didn't know whether he should be happy with his bad luck, or should he be sad that a supreme grandmaster died like this?

"Yes, I'm Wang Chongyang,"

Seeing that someone recognized himself, and obviously saw his own reality and reality, Wang Chongyang had to sigh helplessly, and no longer insisted, he really couldn't hold on, this is the brain, even if he is a supreme grandmaster, he is powerless to return to the sky, so he hurriedly said to make a long story short,

"I annoyed the two of you and told my junior brother that I would marry him again in the next life, take off my Taoist robe and return it to him, because this is what he did for me with his own hands, so I will be blind when I die, thank you!" (To be continued.) )