"Tan Shilang, this is the cannon fist? I heard that the cannon fist is like a blazing fire, how can it be so slow?"

"Senior brother is building a cannon rack. How can you do it without a shelf?"

"Oh, it's really stance!" Ichimei smiled contemptuously.

Every time I see the laity, I blush-faced and bare my fists and sleeves at every turn, and I instinctively despise it in my heart, and there are five or six guys who don't know how thick the sky is high in a few days, but I don't understand that my high-minded appearance of not eating fireworks in the world is out of place in the eyes of the low-level martial arts figures, so I will continue to spark along the way.

Tan Shilang was stunned, and he stopped speaking when he knew that he was speechless, and his heart beat you all over the ground to find your teeth. Although he was taught a lesson, he didn't hurt his muscles and bones, and he didn't feel that the other party had any outstanding martial arts, so he was full of confidence in his senior brother.

The artillery fist takes the fierce route, the momentum is like a raging fire, it is indeed like explosives at a point, and the so-called cannon rack is actually "accumulating momentum". Not only cannon punches, but other striking skills can also increase their attack power by charging up a notch. Such as kendo, Muay Thai, karate, etc., after accumulating momentum, it will be a thunderbolt, and one blow will kill. Ordinary fighting is all about skill, where would it be so troublesome to gather momentum. What's more, if you don't have skills, you won't be able to make a name for yourself, and you will make jokes in vain.

Wang Tiezhu has his own calculations in his heart, so this momentum is extremely slow, and his movements are extremely exaggerated, hoping that the other party will stop and make amends after being afraid. How do you know that the hairy young man in front of him is soft and hard, and he doesn't eat or move, and his eyes are like monkeys, and he can't help but feel a wave of anger in his heart.

He started slowly, but then he was faster and faster step by step, only five steps to run in front of the young man, his left fist slightly tucked his waist, and his right fist smashed straight into the door like thunder, which was a "cupola". Tan Shilang couldn't help but rejoice when he saw the young man stunned, Shen Xiong, the senior brother of the Secret Dao, was known as the "Second in the North Dongting", known for his strength and might, and even his father didn't dare to take it hard, not to mention that this kid was only in his early twenties!

Yiming only made a palm, casual, free and easy, to put it mildly, swatting flies and holding down the fierce punch.

Wang Tiezhu didn't expect to knock down the other party at once, and when he saw that he didn't avoid it, he increased his fist strength to seven points, and his heart made you suffer a little first. How do you know that this punch is like hitting the cotton pile soft and powerless, he was shocked in his heart and was about to put away his fist and kick, the fist surged vigorously, and the whole person was thrown a few meters away.

Tan Shilang was shocked, took out a handcuff from his trouser pocket and before he could lift it, a sharp air flow cut through his wrist, and the handcuff fell to the ground with a "click". After the young man slashed at the emptiness, his right palm was erected in front of his chest like a knife, and he stared at him coldly:

"One thought of heaven, one thought of hell. Tan Shilang, if you kill in your heart for a lifetime, you can't be spared. ”

Wang Tiezhu was still trying his best to stabilize his body when he was thrown down, but there was a spiral force from his fist, which made him stagger and fall to the ground. After he got up with a sore body, he knew that he was not an opponent, and he was in a dilemma, and when he saw the young man waving his hand, Tan Shilang pinched his wrist and howled, thinking that he had been hit by a hidden weapon, so he hurriedly ran over to investigate.

"Be merciful to the immortals!"

As the old man's voice sounded, a dark shadow roared. This person is in his sixties, with thin cheeks, a melon skin hat on his head, and a goatee under his chin, just like a small landlord, but Gu Panjian's eyes are like blades, and he has a majestic momentum, which is Tan Shan, the head of the cannon fist. In the afternoon, he saw his youngest son, who had been wandering outside for a few days, came back with a blue nose and swollen face, and his words were squeaking, and he secretly pulled the senior brother to hide aside, so he followed him with a careful eye. When he saw that Wang Tiezhu was easily overturned, and his son howled after being slapped with a false slap, Rao is an old fritter in the rivers and lakes He was also shocked and determined the identity of the person who came.

"Dad, this guy is not a good thing, he chased me along the way and injured my senior brother. ”

Tan Shilang stopped howling, and his teeth clenched loudly. This guy is a smart man, and he covers up his mistakes with just one sentence and directs the finger to the other party.

"Master, the disciple is incompetent. Wang Tiezhu hung his head.

"It's not good to practice, it's opportunistic, and it's all crooked!" "I don't know that Tan Shan didn't care about the reason at all, kicked the handcuff on the ground into the river, "crackled" and shook Shiro's two big mouths, pointed at Wang Tiezhu's nose and scolded: "And you, I think it's great to make a splash in Shawan, it's really a toad at the bottom of the well - I don't know how thick the sky is!"

After teaching his son and apprentice, the old man turned to the young man and bowed deeply, saying:

"Tan Shan, the tenth generation head of Cannon Boxing, meet the immortals in the Immortal Valley!"

The first time they saw such a big gift with Tan Shan's rank and identity, Tan Shilang and Wang Tiezhu were so shocked that their mouths opened. That's the place where the legendary immortals live, is there really a god in the world?

The young man looked coldly at the chaotic scene in front of him, turned sideways to let him not bow down, frowned and asked:

"How do you know?"

"Ten years ago, when the western gold was panning, the immortal chief of the Immortal Valley used his magic skills to deter the heroes, resolve the fight, and refine medicine to save people when the plague was epidemic. I cannon fist gate and other eighteen gangs are grateful for kindness, and swear to never listen to the immortals. The 'air knife' that Shang Xian used just now was exactly the same as that of a reed immortal back then. ”

In fact, the "air knife" used by Yiwei back then was like a long rainbow running through the sun, and it was not comparable in momentum. But Tan Shan people are old and sophisticated, where will they make these boring comparisons.

Qi Knife? Luck is like a knife, and it hurts people when it is separated from the body, that is the legendary kung fu! Wang Tiezhu's open mouth could no longer be closed, and Tan Shilang even felt an inexplicable glory in his heart. Haha, there's something to brag about in the future. Boy, have you ever heard of the "air knife"? I think back then, Lao Tzu was injured by the "immortals" of the Immortal Valley with this trick "immortal technique", hum!

"Kneel down yet!" Tan Shan kicked them in the ass twice, and the two of them came back to their senses and quickly knelt down and kowtowed.

The corners of Yiming's mouth twitched sideways, and he sneered in his heart, since he mentioned the name of his senior brother, let's give some face.

"Senior Tan, let's not stick to these customs, and make a noise in the Lower Immortal Valley. But now that you know who I am, things can be a bit of a problem. ”

These words revealed a faint murderous intention, Tan Shan was anxious, and replied respectfully:

"Please show me the Immortal. There are more than 50 core disciples of cannon boxing in Shawan, and there are about 300 disciples of cannon fist in the entire North Dongting, all of whom are sent by the immortals. ”

Yiming frowned and thought about it again and again, and said:

"You swear an oath that you will not speak to anyone for thirty years. ”

This is easy to do, today is nothing more than that you have taught the cannon fist a lesson, and we are not stupid, and we still go to sue people for such ugly things?

After the oath was made, Wang Tiezhu was confused, Tan Shilang was reluctant, and Tan Shan was like a mirror in his heart. This Ming must be doing a confidential matter, and he doesn't want his whereabouts to be exposed. What should be kept secret for 30 years? I'm afraid I won't live that long.

Well, there will be a period later!

"Immortal Chief. ”

"Big, big. ”

Two voices sounded at the same time, and Tan Shan glared at Shiro fiercely. Mom, I'm a kid, I'm called an immortal, and you're a brother, look at this generation!

"The water country is remote, and there are no hotels within a radius of dozens of miles. If the fairy chief does not dislike the rough and shady cover, he can stay for one night before leaving. ”

If you can invite the immortals to stay at home for one night, it will really be a flourish, and after the news spreads, the surrounding big gangs will definitely not dare to harass again. Even if there is a chance that Yiming will not accept the invitation, the courtesy of this treat will still be fulfilled. As the saying goes, "profit makes wisdom faint", this Tan Shan only thought of the benefits, but he forgot the oath he made.

"Nope. Kazuki waved his hand and shifted his gaze to Shiro inquiringly.

Tan Shilang pulled out his arm from behind him, and under the hazy moonlight, he saw that his right palm was black and swollen like a mildew little winter melon. Yiming stepped forward and grabbed his wrist, Tan Shilang grinned in pain, but he didn't snort, only feeling a cool air flow into his body, quickly connecting the severed meridians. After a while, the black swelling was completely gone, and the unconscious fingers could move again.

Yiming let go of his hand and took two steps back, Tan Shilang turned his wrist and bent his fingers, admiring his five bodies to the ground.

"I also hope to tell a reed immortal that the cannon fist will never dare to forget the great kindness of the year. At this time, Tan Shan came back to his senses, suddenly woke up to the oath he had just made, and broke out in a cold sweat, he just wanted to leave quickly, where would he dare to stay a guest.

"Wait. You're a local, so let's talk about Shawan. "Yiming's heart moved.

Tan Shan didn't know what he meant, and replied honestly:

"Shawan is a large village, with more than 300 households and a population of more than 1,000, most of whom are surnamed Tan. ”

"How many pregnant women are going into labor these days?"

Unexpectedly, the immortal asked such a strange question, Tan Shan was stunned, and after thinking about it carefully, he replied:

"It seems that there is one, the daughter-in-law of Tan Erwa in the east of the village is about to give birth. ”

"Dad, the second daughter-in-law is still early. Last week, I had a drink with my second baby, and he said that he took his daughter-in-law to the county to take a B ultrasound, and he was very happy to see that there was a boy in his belly. The doctor said that the due date was still a month. Tan Shilang said.

"Then there really isn't one. Farming is hard, and now there are not many young people in the village, and they all go out to work. Tan Shan replied after thinking about it.

"Brother Zhu, didn't your Xiulan come back to the door?" Tan Shilang suddenly interjected again.

"Xiulan is the eldest daughter of my family, and she didn't return until noon today. It's going to give birth in the next few days, and there is no one to take care of her in-laws, so her aunt came to live with her. Wang Tiezhu looked at Yiming with a smile.

"Take me to your house!"

There is nowhere to find it when you step on the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it! Yiming's eyes suddenly swelled, and he was ecstatic. Could it be that providence is the will of heaven that I have made this great contribution? If I hadn't taught Tan Shilang a lesson on thatched street and walked on the embankment for so long, how could I have gotten this important news? Shawan and Hezhou are only six or seven miles apart, and it is entirely possible that "that person" was born in Shawan. Senior brother only knew that staring at the woman who was about to give birth in Hezhou, how could he know that people were not as good as heaven, Xiulan actually went back to her parents' house to give birth!

Yiming immediately decided not to go to Hezhou first. He attributed this to the will of heaven, but he didn't know if he was looking for a reason to disobey his master's orders after not attaching himself to his senior brother. If he had been ten years older and had experienced some vicissitudes of life, he would not have been so reckless.

The group hurriedly marched towards Shawan, Yiming was still walking slowly, and supported Tan Shilang's waist with his hand. Tan Shilang gritted his teeth and kept his feet on the ground, and suddenly floated like a cloud.

"Do as I say, don't ask anything!"

Yiming's face showed a murderous aura, and Tie Zhu's heart sank, and he was busy with all his strength to keep up with the pace. Tan Shan's heart went up and down, and he hated that his youngest son had led out a great god, and if he was involved in big trouble, if the little cannon fist was not good, it would be destroyed.

By nine o'clock in Shawan Village, the villagers had basically rested. Tiezhu's house is similar to the others, with a spacious sun-drying flat in front of the door, a large ditch in front of the flat, and a vegetable garden and pond behind the house. He was about to call his wife to make tea, but he shook his hand to stop, and after his body shook like a line of white light circling around the big tile house, he stopped in front of the three of them and said in a low voice:

"Brother Wang is guarding the back of the room, Tan Lao's room is left, Shilang's room is right, and I am guarding the front of the room. There may be something abnormal tonight, don't panic, you'll be fine when it's over. ”

The confused and apprehensive trio scattered lightly, without alarming the people in the room in the slightest.

Yiming sat down cross-legged on a large bluestone, his left leg was outward, his right leg was inward, his left big finger was pinched into the middle finger, his right arm was raised to his chest and he pinched it, and his thumb, index finger and middle finger were cocked in the shape of a flower. The appearance of this flower is quite similar to Buddhism, and the posture of sitting is clear and it is the Taoist "hands and feet and clasping links, and the four doors are closed and guarded in the center". He has eyes, ears and rhymes, tongue on the palate, and snorts. The eyes seem to be closed, the ears seem to be hearing but not hearing, motionless, like a statue growing on the bluestone.