Zhaojiagou is located at the foot of Qingfeng Ridge, surrounded by mountains and rivers, with beautiful scenery.

This is the place where Zhao Gongtang, the founder of Zhao's Taiji, opened his museum and taught his apprentices, and it has been famous for a hundred years. Ding Xingxing, a native of the nearby townships, from old men in their fifties and sixties to children of several years old, are more or less able to punch and kick a little.

In addition, today is the 80th birthday of the contemporary pavilion owner Zhao Heling, and there are many guests coming and going, some of the muscles are knotted, and some of the temples are bulging high, and they are also characters in the martial arts.

Ma Xiaozhen and Tang Xiaotang went all the way to the depths of Zhaojiagou, Tang Xiaotang came out to walk the rivers and lakes for the first time, where had he seen this kind of scene, he chattered all the way, and his mouth never stopped.

"Wow, look, that kid, he can push his hands in Tai Chi!"

"And that old man, he walks so fast, but he doesn't breathe, he must have internal strength!"

"Wow, look at this cow in the village, it has an extraordinary bearing at first glance, and it eats so handsomely when it eats grass, it must be in Zhaojiagou, contaminated with the momentum of a martial arts master......"

Tang Xiaotang babbled, like a happy bird.

"Uh...... Heroine ......"

Ma Xiaozhen carried the dead Xuanhuang Ancestor, and felt a huge bead of sweat drip from his brain: "Are you thinking too much......

"You haven't worked hard yet, you can't experience this realm. Tang Xiaotang kindly told Ma Xiaozhen: "Kung Fu is practiced to the depths, every move has its own momentum, standing like a loose sitting like a clock, you can see it at a glance......"

"Alas......" Speaking of this, Tang Xiaotang let out a long sigh, and swept Ma Xiaozhen wearing flip-flops with regretful eyes: "Like you, standing and not sitting, there is no advantage except for running fast, at first glance, the basic skills of the sword are not solid, if you don't work hard, it is estimated that it will be difficult to break through even the most superficial stage of Mingjin." ”

Ming Jin......

Ma Xiaozhen was speechless for a while, and couldn't help but complain in his heart.

Heroine, brother is already at the peak of his internal strength, okay?

"Ahh

Suddenly, Tang Xiaotang cheered and pointed forward.

Ma Xiaozhen looked in the direction of Tang Xiaotang's finger, and saw a stone tablet standing high in front of him, with seven big characters written on the dragon flying and phoenix dancing-

Zhaojiagou Zhao's Taiji.

"This is really beautifully written, like a martial arts master. ”

Tang Xiaotang's eyes fell firmly on the stone carving, and he felt something in his heart, only feeling that these seven big characters had a sense of sabre-rattling and sharpness, like a martial arts master, faintly giving people a feeling of oppression.

"Little girl, I still have some eyesight. ”

A passing white-bearded old man heard Tang Xiaotang's words and couldn't help but speak in approval. He is a martial artist on Mount Emei, and he has been friends with Zhao Heling, the owner of the Zhao Family Taijiquan Gym, for many years, and has also reached the realm of internal strength. This time, Zhao Heling celebrated his 80th birthday, and he deliberately rushed all the way from Mount Emei to get together with old friends.

"Oh, is there any trick to this word?" When Tang Xiaotang heard this, he suddenly became a little interested, and the old man with the gray beard began to ask: "Senior, tell me quickly." ”

The white beard also has a good impression of Tang Xiaotang, a cute girl, and seeing that she is well-behaved, sensible and polite, he cleared his throat and spoke.

These seven words were written by Zhao Heling, the owner of Zhao's Taiji. He is strong in martial arts, has reached the peak of internal strength, and the words he writes are also secretly in line with the martial arts of boxing, you see, this Zhao character is not like a leg swept out......?

"I see!" Tang Xiaotang suddenly realized: "No wonder, when I saw these words, I felt strong and powerful, and there was a sense of strength that was about to come out!"

"The children can be taught!"

The white-bearded man nodded with satisfaction, looking like a man of the world.

Tang Xiaotang and the white-bearded man sympathized with each other, and when the good teacher met Jiatu, Ma Xiaozhen was speechless for a while.

Yesterday, he used Jiuyi Tianzun Ding to embody the Tai Chi calligraphy handwritten by Zhao Gongtang, the founder of Zhao Taiji, and just comprehended the boxing intention of Tai Chi as mellow as water.

Zhao Gongtang's Tai Chi calligraphy is simply as mellow as water, falling on the paper as if it can flow at will, can withstand all things, and contains layers of endless waves of internal force, which is in line with the meaning of Tai Chi's boxing.

And Zhao Heling's calligraphy, although it is also powerful through the back of the paper, has a sense of power that is about to come out. But compared with his Laozi Zhao Gongtang's handwriting, the mellow and soft artistic conception is much worse, and it is a realm shorter.

It seems that the son is not as strong as Lao Tzu.

Muttering in his heart, Ma Xiaozhen said unconsciously: "I don't think that's it......"

"But so?"

Although the white beard is old, he is deaf and clear-sighted, although Ma Xiaozhen just muttered in a low voice, but he heard it in his ears, and he immediately blew his beard angrily.

"You junior, you don't understand anything, and you dare to point fingers and blow nonsense. If the Zhao family hears it, they may be beaten and kicked......"

"Hey, if you don't understand, you don't have to talk less. Tang Xiaotang came to Ma Xiaozhen and quietly pulled the corner of Ma Xiaozhen's clothes: "Don't be embarrassed......

"Uh...... I don't think it's very good. Ma Xiaozhen muttered unconvinced.

"Ignorant child, ignorant child!"

The white beard was so angry that he didn't bother to talk to Ma Xiaozhen again.

"Old Qian, you're here! ”

A young man in a white Tang costume saw the old man with a white beard and hurriedly greeted him: "Boss Qian's presence here really makes us shine." ”

"Don't dare, don't dare. Old man Zhao's 80th birthday, I just climb, and I have to climb over to say hello to you. Qian Lao happily made a joke and looked the young man up and down: "Yifan, I haven't seen you for a few years, your kung fu is getting more and more handsome, I think, you have broken through to the realm of internal strength." ”

This young man's name is Zhao Yifan, he is the grandson of Zhao Heling, the contemporary owner of Zhao's Taiji, he is young, but he has also broken through to the realm of internal strength, and he is the most outstanding figure in the next generation of Zhao's Taiji.

"Old Qian, you laughed. Zhao Yifan arched his hand: "Quick, please here." ”

Qian Lao happily prepared to follow the young man, Tang Xiaotang was worried that there was no invitation, and he didn't know how to get in, seeing that Qian Lao seemed to be very familiar with the Zhao family, he hurriedly took two steps, pulled Qian Lao's clothes, and blinked his big eyes and sold cute.

"Old Qian, you can take me in to see the excitement. ”

Qian Laozheng hesitated for a while, not knowing whether to take Tang Xiaotang in. Zhao Yifan had already seen Tang Xiaotang, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he asked, "Who is this?"

Qian Lao looked at Tang Xiaotang's expectant eyes, and finally couldn't bear to refuse this cute girl, and said vaguely: "This is a little friend of mine, come with me to visit." ”

"Two of you, please—" Zhao Yifan greeted the two towards the door.

"Hey, and me!" Ma Xiaozhen said.

"You?" Zhao Yifan noticed Ma Xiaozhen next to him.

Flip-flops, beach pants, and a three-year-old baby in his hand......

Belch...... Where did this weirdness come from......

Zhao Yifan was stunned for a moment, and asked, "Old Qian, who is this?"

Qian Lao looked at Ma Xiaozhen's frustrated look, and shook his head like a rattle with lightning speed.

Qian Lao said categorically:

"I don't know him!"