Early the next morning, Zhang Chu set off for the cattle and sheep market.

When the carriage arrived outside the gate of the Liang house, Zhang Chu got down from the carriage and habitually shouted, "Big Bear." ”

However, the big bear, which usually appeared in front of him as soon as he opened his mouth, did not appear this time.

The mule came up respectfully, "Master Chu, Brother Xiong invited the eldest brother to go to the hall to discuss matters." ”

Zhang Chu suddenly smiled and said, "Look at my memory...... Lift the food box off the wagon. ”

The mule answered, and got into the cart box.

Zhang Chu shook his hand and walked up the steps and snapped the knocker.

Fubra opened the door, and when he saw that it was him, a smile appeared on his old face: "Young Master Chu came so early!"

Zhang Chu also smiled kindly: "It's a little urgent, please ask the teacher...... You're not too early, aren't you? Qinghua Street's Xie Ji's fish fillet porridge and Wang Gan's mother's salted duck eggs, you can always try them!"

The mule came forward with two sandalwood food boxes, one in the hands of Fu Bo and the other in the hands of Zhang Chu.

Fu Bo was accustomed to Zhang Chu's habit of always bringing something when he came to the door, so he took the food box with a smile and said, "Thank you Young Master Chu, the master just got up and moved his muscles and bones in the hall, you can go to him yourself!"

"Oh?"

Zhang Chu's eyes lit up, he had never seen him move his fists and feet in front of Liang Wufeng's door for several months, "Then you are always busy!"

Fauber nodded and moved out of the way.

Zhang Chu carried the food box, walked straight through the courtyard, and stepped into the hall.

There was a charcoal stove in the hall, and the man with warm blood and strength was in this room, and he was afraid that he would have to cry out for heat after staying for a quarter of an hour.

Liang Wufeng, who had a white beard, was wearing a moon-white satin practice uniform, quite a bit of fairy wind and bones, and slowly played a set of boxing techniques that Zhang Chu had never seen in the hall.

As soon as he saw Zhang Chu coming in, the little old man's face was a little unsightly, and he reprimanded: "Didn't you just come yesterday, what are you doing here!"

Zhang Chu raised the food box in his hand and said with a smile: "Look at you, the apprentice came to give you breakfast, even if you don't praise me, you still dislike me!

"Humph!"

Liang Wufeng didn't give Zhang Chu a chance to continue to observe boxing, so he immediately put away his fists and feet and snorted coldly: "Nothing to be courteous, either a traitor or a thief!"

Zhang Chu sighed regretfully, and pretended to go out: "Okay, since you said so, then the disciple still took this box of hot Xie Ji fish fillet porridge and Wang Ganniang's salted duck eggs that squeaked and squeaked with chopsticks back into the sycamore, and gave them to those poor ghosts who didn't eat or drink!!"

Liang Wufeng watched him perform expressionlessly, until he walked into the courtyard, and then shouted, "Get back!"

Zhang Chu immediately turned around: "Okay!"

......

Zhang Chu took out the fish fillet porridge, salted duck eggs and a few light side dishes in the food box and put them on the table one by one.

Liang Wufeng cleaned his hands, sat down at the dining table with a white sweat towel to wipe his hands, glanced at him, and said, "Let's say it first, if you still ask for a knife technique, don't open your mouth, leave some saliva to nourish your teeth!"

Zhang Chu handed the chopsticks to him with both hands, and said with a smile: "Although the disciple came this time, he didn't ask for the knife technique, but the master, your attitude, made the disciple's heart very hot, you said that you obviously know the knife technique, but you don't pass it on to the disciple, what's the matter, are you still going to bring it all into the coffin?"

The master and apprentice are used to joking, and they really have no scruples when they speak.

"Humph!"

Liang Wufeng took the chopsticks, picked out a little salted duck egg yolk and fed it into his mouth, and said coldly without looking at him: "Lao Tzu just wants to bring the knife technique into the coffin, what can you do with Lao Tzu?"

Zhang Chu sat down with him, "It's not interesting for you to say this, you are a master, I am an apprentice, you don't pass on the skills of the disciples, what can the disciples do with you?"

He could actually guess why the little old man refused to pass on his sword skills.

The little old man had said before that he was retiring from the rivers and lakes.

Zhang Chu guessed that the little old man must have some enemy, and he was afraid that he would pass on his sword skills, so he would go out and let the enemy come to the door.

Otherwise, even if he is concerned about the inheritance of the master, he will not refuse to pass on one move and two styles.

He estimated that when the little old man took him as an apprentice, he didn't think he could be promoted to the ninth rank at all.

......

After Liang Wufeng drank a small half bowl of fish fillet porridge slowly, he gently put down his chopsticks and said angrily: "Say, what is the matter with finding a teacher!"

Zhang Chu: "Hey, it's not a big deal, it's just that when the disciple trained his subordinates to practice martial arts last night, he had a whim, thinking about whether he could transfer his blood and qi into his subordinates' bodies and help them practice pile skills. ”

Liang Wufeng frowned, and then dispersed again: "You are not the first person to think of this shortcut. ”

Zhang Chu was not surprised: "Of course, there are so many people in the world who practice martial arts, it is impossible that no one has thought of this shortcut." ”

"Do you know why so few people take this shortcut?"

Zhang Chu shook his head: "If the disciple knows, he won't come to ask you about the old man." ”

Liang Wufeng stroked his beard and said slowly: "First, the crosser, not to mention the impact on his own martial arts advancement, ten percent of the blood and qi are integrated into the body of the person being ferried, and only five or six percent are left, and the gains outweigh the losses." ”

"Second, if the recipient accepts too much other people's blood, his own blood will become mixed, and when the obstacle is broken, it will be ten or a hundred times more difficult than the martial artist who cultivates with his own penance, which is equivalent to cutting off the future of the martial arts, and the gains outweigh the losses!"

Zhang Chu pondered carefully, and felt that it was difficult to break the barrier, and it should still be a symptom of human rejection, "Will the recipient suffer any substantial damage because of this?"

Liang Wufeng looked at him with a frown: "Don't give up? You are only the ninth rate now, don't work hard to improve, in order to break through the eighth rate as soon as possible, and ponder all day long what these crooked and evil ways are doing?"

Zhang Chu sneered: "Ask, just ask." ”

Liang Wufeng knew as soon as he looked at his face that he was definitely not dead, but the relationship between him and Zhang Chu was not the kind of relationship between being a master and listening to what an apprentice is.

He has scruples, he can't teach Zhang Chu too much, Zhang Chu is also a very assertive character, and everything has his own considerations.

So he will only put the pros and cons in front of Zhang Chu, and how to choose is Zhang Chu's own business.

"The victim usually does not suffer any substantial damage...... The talent is extremely poor, except for the fools who can't even control their own blood. ”

Zhang Chu pondered for a while, and then asked: "Then when you say that it is difficult to break through obstacles, what are the obstacles? Nine, eight, or seven?"

Liang Wufeng suddenly looked at him deeply: "You are familiar with the grade now." ”

The people in the rivers and lakes talk about martial arts with the three realms and nine streams, and those who are close to the imperial court talk about martial arts with the nine products of the righteous system.

The distinction is clear.

Zhang Chu: "People are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves, this point, master, you understand better than your disciple!"

Liang Wufeng had no intention of delving into it, and continued: "The difficulty of breaking the obstacle does not refer to a certain obstacle, but every obstacle is difficult, the higher the more difficult, the seventh stream is the limit, and there is no possibility of breaking the realm!"

Zhang Chu couldn't help but smile when he heard this, "Master is too worried, as far as these gangs in Jintian Mansion are concerned, how many of them do you think have the qualifications to break through the seventh grade?"

Liang Wufeng was also dumbfounded, what you said was so reasonable, but he was speechless as a teacher.