After three bows and nine prostrations, the people present sang in unison.

I don't understand a sentence, I can't keep up with the book when I look at it, but I just say the tune, it's very melodious, beautiful, squint, hum along with the tune, and I quickly learned it.

During this period, there were constant movements of getting up, saluting, kneeling, prostrating, and offering incense, and it took about half an hour for the morning class to end.

"Wang Daochang, is this like this every morning?" Ma Xiaoyang asked Wang Daochang, who stayed specially after the morning class, it seems that Wang Daochang is very satisfied with Ma Xiaoyang's performance today, and feels that this morning class is a small test, fortunately, the drum sound woke up Ma Xiaoyang, otherwise he missed it, maybe the opportunity would be gone.

"Yes, morning and evening, this is a daily homework, this morning and evening sutra, there are many things, especially the Taishang Laojun in the morning class said that the Chang Qing Jing Sutra, I suggest you chant more, it will naturally have an effect. Wang Daochang explained.

"Yes, Daoist. Ma Xiaoyang should be accepted.

"I'll go to breakfast first, at half past eight, I'll ask the master of Taijiquan to come to you, you just wait in the house, the class is in your yard, after all, this is also a scenic spot, there are many inconveniences. ”

"Thank you, Chief. ”

After finishing speaking, Wang Daochang saluted the two, and then went to the dining hall, with Ma Xiaoyang and Li Xin also following behind.

Breakfast is white porridge and steamed buns, with one or two side dishes, and the price of the meal is still five yuan.

After eating, going back, there was nothing to do, Ma Xiaoyang and Li Xin chatted for a while, and at half past eight, someone knocked on Ma Xiaoyang's door on time.

"Hello, I am Zhang Lei, the thirty-seventh generation disciple of the Quanzhen Xuan descendant, entrusted by my uncle to teach two boxers. "The one who spoke was a young man, very handsome, with long hair tied up on the top of his head, a wooden hairpin, wearing a black robe, standing there, the whole person's temperament was extraordinarily different.

"Hello Dao Chief, thank you for your hard work. Ma Xiaoyang and Li Xin hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

"You don't need to call me Taoist, you can follow Uncle Shi to learn the Tao, just call me Senior Brother. Zhang Lei said a little shyly.

"Huh?" Ma Xiaoyang reacted a little. "Wang Daochang is your uncle?"

"yes. ”

"She looks so young, how old is she, can she be your uncle?"

"We Xuanxi disciples don't ask about birthdays, but it's been thirty years since Uncle Shi went up the mountain. As soon as Zhang Lei finished speaking, Li Xin's eyes immediately lit up.

That Wang Dao Chang looks like he is in his early thirties at most, his eyes are bright, he is dressed up, and the twenty-year-old girl is also believed.

"Can we still maintain our appearance with our kung fu in Wudang Mountain?" asked Li Xin.

"I should be able to practice to a high depth, I heard the master say, there are some masters on our mountain, it seems that they are still the same after decades, but I may not have cultivated enough, and I haven't seen it yet. Zhang Lei said.

"Mom, let's take our time in this matter, senior brother, what are we going to learn today?"

"Oh, today I am learning the ten styles of Wudang Taiji, which is a streamlined Taiji, which is most suitable for recuperation, pranayama luck, and laying the foundation. ”

"So let's get started?"

"Okay, in this way, I'll play it first, and then you can take a look, today we will learn Tai Chi steps first, this basic footwork is finished, and tomorrow we will learn the moves." ”

"Okay senior brother!" Ma Xiaoyang replied.

Li Xin was a little entangled, and after thinking about it, she decided to call Zhang Lei the little master, otherwise, the seniority of this and Ma Xiaoyang would be messy, and it would be impossible to figure it out.

The yard is very quiet, the gates on both sides are written that tourists are forbidden to enter, and during this time, there are not many people living on the mountain, those tourists went out early in the morning, it should be to go to the scenic spots, the yard is empty, there is no disturbance.

Zhang Lei started from the momentum, and each move said its name before fighting, which seemed very simple, but Zhang Lei played a special sense of fluency, just that kind of gesture, people sincerely have the illusion that they should do this, as if there is really a kind of round aura, circulating in Zhang Lei.

It is said that it is ten styles, which is to calculate the starting and closing momentum, and the moves are also wild horse manes, white cranes with bright wings, etc., there is no special difference, anyway, Ma Xiaoyang didn't see the big difference between it and the Chen-style Taijiquan outside, what style Taijiquan.

After Zhang Lei finished fighting, he began to teach Tai Chi steps in detail.

It's simple to say, two heels together, one foot up, one foot point, one foot forward, one foot back, one foot turn, one heel, the upper body does not move, the hands do not move, just hug the dantian.

Speaking of dantian, Zhang Lei said that now it is said that the dantian is three inches below the umbilicus, but this three inches is not three inches in the direction of the feet, but three inches in the stomach.

The action is simple, but after only five minutes of walking, Li Xin was already sweating profusely, and Zhang Lei said that all kinds of exertion methods were not right, and Ma Xiaoyang After walking for ten minutes, the sweat on his back had already wet all the short sleeves.

"Senior brother, why are you so tired?"

"Little master, why does my waist hurt so much?"

Ma Xiaoyang and Li Xin shouted together.

"This is the qi running, your back pain, it should be the qi and blood on the waist, this will be giving you qi and blood, walk slowly, the force is appropriate, it will not hurt in the future, and, when you turn around, it is not the upper body to bring it over, it is the foot turn, yes, that's it, the front foot turns, the back foot kicks, the body is not turned by itself, there is no force on the waist, yes, yes, that's it, the upper body relaxes, the legs and feet are forced. Zhang Lei corrected this Li Xin little by little, and Ma Xiaoyang studied seriously beside him.

After learning, Zhang Lei took it in front, Ma Xiaoyang and Li Xin followed behind, a simple step, you can walk for half a minute, just in this kind of slow walking, I don't know why, Ma Xiaoyang thought of Cheng Zijin in his mind, I don't know what he is doing now.

Tianyi City, Longmen Village.

"Zijin, it's not that we embarrass you, when you went to school, your mother asked us to borrow money from one family to another, but we gave as much as we wanted, the mountains are all relatives, you say yes, now we have to build roads on the mountain, this is a good thing, this road is not for one family or two households, it is for a team to repair, just occupy a little bit of your family's land, why are you willing at all." Cheng Ping took Cheng Huaisheng, Liu Zu, and the captain of the brigade to Cheng Zijin's old house, as if they were tried.

Cheng Ping, Cheng Huaisheng and Liu Zu are the three people in the village, starting from the contract to the household, they will pull the gang to do it together, and later organize the villagers to go out to work, and then open a cooperative, as a contract foreman, it can be said that the name is called in the five or six villages of Longmen Mountain, and this project is the town's bidding, and they are specifically responsible, so this will come to the door.

Cheng Zijin's mother, Liu Pinghua, had a face full of horror, standing in the room and not saying anything, Cheng Zijin faced several menacing people.

"Uncle, don't say anything else, I can call the shots in building roads, this is a good thing, I definitely support it, but you don't repair the straight road, go around such a big circle, all you use is my family's land, and even my father's grave needs to be moved, I don't understand. Cheng Zijin stared at Cheng Ping.

Cheng Ping's eyes were a little dodgy, after all, the ancestors of the two families were a master.

"Zijin, this is really not our decision, this is the road that the engineering team in the town came to measure, the line, how to go, people have the final say, and in other words, how much did you use to build the road this time, and how much compensation you will use to use the collective land in the future, so that you don't suffer losses." Chengping said.