Zhang Chuxi came out of the helm with the wooden box for "Golden Clothes Gong" in his arms, and his heart was really an early bird with worms!

He just had the idea of hitting it three times first with a jujube or a jujube, but he didn't expect to hit such a big gold ingot!

He boarded the carriage and shouted, "Big Bear, go to the cattle and sheep market and the Liang house!"

Big Bear: "Yes, Master Chu!"

......

"Squeak. ”

As soon as Fu Bo, the old servant of the Liang Mansion, opened the door, he saw Zhang Chu standing outside the door beamingly.

"Fubo, the New Year's health is healthy and smooth sailing!"

Fu Bo also smiled when he saw him, "Come in, the old man is still talking about why you haven't come here yet!"

Zhang Chu said with a smile: "Haha, I just went to the head of the Qinglong Gang first, there is no way, I still have to be a monk in that temple, I have to pay tribute to the Bodhisattvas in the temple first." ”

Fu Bo nodded, expressing understanding: "Human nature, come in, Young Master Chu, the master is still waiting for you!"

"Hey!"

Zhang Chu stepped into the door and saw that the house was as deserted as ever, and couldn't help asking: "Why, this Chinese New Year, the master's children haven't gone home to accompany the master?"

Fu Bo nodded and said vaguely, "It's not convenient for the young master and young lady to come back. ”

Zhang Chu thought about it for a while, and quickly reacted, and said in his heart, I'm afraid this is still the little old man's grievances in the rivers and lakes that can't be accounted for.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh.

Mixed rivers and lakes, mixed rivers and lakes, mixed to the head, even children dare not see it, why bother!

Walking to the door of the hall, he stopped, cleaned up his expression, stepped in with a joyful smile again, and shouted from afar: "Master, master, New Year's greetings, the New Year is smooth sailing, no illness and no disaster, eating is fragrant, and the body is great, it would be better if you could find me a teacher!"

Liang Wufeng, who was sitting at the top of the hall, heard his voice, and his eyes flashed with a hint of joy, but his face was still plain and indifferent, "Hmph, there is nothing to do, you are either a traitor or a thief!"

Zhang Chu is really happy to be here today.

When people are old, they always look forward to their children and grandchildren around their knees and enjoy the joy of family.

I miss my relatives every festive season.

Zhang Chu pursed his lips and shouted, "Hey, master, you said it yourself, apart from those martial arts who refuse to teach your disciples, what else do you have that are worthy of your disciples' plots?"

Liang Wufeng thought about it, it was really this reason, and he was secretly guilty in his heart, but he still glared at him without showing weakness on his face: "You have a lot of strange words!"

The human heart is made of flesh.

Zhang Chu treated him as his own family and filial piety.

He naturally treated Zhang Chu as his own nephew.

He understood Zhang Chu's current situation.

But he couldn't teach Zhang Chu more, forcing Zhang Chu to take the risk of colluding with the bandits.

Thinking about it carefully, I was a little ashamed of Zhang Chu.

Zhang Chu laughed twice, and at the end of the day, he suddenly remembered the purpose of coming over, and hurriedly took out the scroll of "Golden Clothes Gong" from his arms and presented it to Liang Wufeng, "Master, this is the disciple who just went to the helm to pay New Year's greetings, from where our helper is, you can help the disciple palm the eyes again!"

Liang Wufeng glanced at the cover and reprimanded: "You said that your boss is a person, there is no positive shape all day long, what the elders give is what the elders give, what kind of pit comes from, spread it out, you let you be the leaders of the Blue Dragon Gang, what do you think of you?"

"Hey, isn't this just a disciple in front of you!"

Zhang Chu said with a triumphant smile: "When the disciple is outside, he is majestic, he can be hacked to death with one knife, he will never talk nonsense for half a word, he can say clearly one word, he will never say two words, the entire gang circle in the west of the city, who doesn't know the name of Zhang Xuehu who is 'hateful overnight'?"

Some people say that as long as their parents are still alive, they will still be children when they are 80 years old.

When Zhang Chu faced Liang Wufeng, he probably had this mentality.

There are some things that he can't say to his mother, because he is afraid of scaring his mother.

But in front of Liang Wufeng, he didn't have any scruples, firstly, because the little old man was well-informed, and he didn't say that the little old man knew it, and secondly, because the little old man was only afraid of the swords and swords he had seen in his life.

Liang Wufeng didn't bother to say anything more, lowered his head, and gently stroked the cover of "Golden Clothes Gong" with his thin palm covered with wrinkles and old age spots, and a faint look of reminiscence appeared on his old face.

Zhang Chu was taken aback by his reaction, and said in a lost voice: "Master, don't you want to tell your disciple that this exercise also has consequences?"

He was bitten by a snake once and was afraid of the well rope for ten years.

Liang Wufeng slowly shook his head and said in a low voice: "It's not true, it's just that when I saw this exercise, I remembered an old man for my teacher." ”

Zhang Chu breathed a sigh of relief, it's good that there is no trouble.

Then I thought about it and suddenly found out, what if there is a future?

This exercise was given to him by Hou Juntang, and all the high-level bosses of the Qinglong Gang know about it, even if there is trouble, it is the trouble to find Hou Juntang first!

When the sky falls, there is still a tall man on top, is he afraid of an egg?

Liang Wufeng lowered his head and opened the "Golden Clothes Gong", and while reading it, he introduced this exercise to Zhang Chu: "The teacher once told you that the nine-rate muscles, the eighth-rate marrow, and the seventh-rate internal organs, do you remember?"

Zhang Chu nodded: "Disciple remembers." ”

"Whether it is training muscles, marrow, or internal organs, you can use stupid methods to nourish your blood and qi little by little, just like building a foundation for martial arts. ”

"But the teacher didn't tell you that these third-rate actually have exercises that can increase the results of body refining and boiling. ”

"This "Golden Cloth Gong" is the nine-stream muscle training method!"

"Cultivating this exercise, the requirements for blood and qi are extremely high, and those who are not talented cannot be forced to cultivate, otherwise, it will delay the speed of progress, and the ninth stream of Panhuan will not be able to enter the eighth stream for a long time, and the blood qi will decline and fall out of the ninth stream...... You were born with abnormal blood qi, but you are very suitable for practicing this exercise!"

Zhang Chu was ecstatic in his heart, and secretly said that this was exactly what he dreamed of, so that he could give full play to his rice bucket flowing golden fingers, throw off the martial artists of the same level, embark on the invincible road of the same level, and then dominate the side of the plug-in exercises?

Liang Wufeng didn't mention to him that there was this kind of exercise, Zhang Chu was not surprised, he could guess the reason, it was nothing more than that the little old man didn't have this kind of exercise in his hands, and he couldn't teach him these two reasons.

Whatever the reason, he can understand Liang Wufeng.

The little old man has the bitterness of the little old man.

"Master, you said that practicing this kind of kung fu has the miraculous effect of increasing the results of refining the body, so what will be the miraculous effect after the practice of this "Golden Clothes Gong"?"

Liang Wufeng raised his head and glanced at him, and said, "The body is like a golden armor body, and you can't hurt a sword if it's not a famous sword!"

Zhang Chu's eyes widened, and he lost his voice: ", such a cow?"

"Don't rejoice too soon!"

Liang Wufeng couldn't see his villainous face the most, so he couldn't help but splash him with cold water: "Even if you can practice this skill to the fullest, you can only dominate the ninth rate, and the eighth-rate wrestler can already use his dark strength to hurt people, and hit you with a punch, the skin will not be damaged, but the internal organs will be eroded like mud, and it will not be of much use if you are like a golden armor cover!"

Zhang Chu was stunned, and then came to his senses, the effect of this "Golden Clothes Gong" is indeed not as great as he imagined, but the mere fact that "non-famous swords and famous swords" cannot be injured is actually strong enough!

With this merit, at least before he exhausted his strength, he was no longer afraid of crowd tactics!

Anyway, he doesn't have to worry about having no blood to practice, and he is not afraid of delaying his progress at all.

He pondered for a while, then suddenly thought of a little more, and asked: "Master, you just said that the lower three grades all have exercises that can increase the results of refining the body, and the ninth rank has the "Golden Clothes Gong", so do the eighth and seventh grades also have corresponding exercises?"

Liang Wufeng nodded and replied: "Yes, the eighth stream has "Ming Yu Gong" and "Iron Bone Jin", and the seventh stream has "Mixed Yuan Gong" and "Five Elements Qi"...... But these exercises are all housekeeping exercises that are not passed on by high-ranking lords, and there are few who are in the rivers and lakes, so don't be delusional!"

In the end, the little old man couldn't help but hit Zhang Chu.

Zhang Chu was not discouraged at all.

There are always more solutions than difficulties.

Not to be told?

Can't he steal or rob?

If you can't steal it, you can't rob it, and it's feasible to smash it with money!

In this world, is there anyone who doesn't love money?

Perhaps, but it can't be that all the people in the entire sect don't love money, right?

If you don't even have the most basic desire to be a man, wouldn't it be better to practice a chicken feather martial arts, find a clean place to live in seclusion, pick chrysanthemums under the east fence, and see Nanshan leisurely?

Liang Wufeng felt a pain in his brain when he saw his expression.

He also doesn't know why his apprentice has always lacked the least reverence for the rivers and lakes in his bones, as if in his eyes, there is nothing in the world that cannot be done.

He didn't know whether Zhang Chu's strength was good or bad, but he had a faint premonition that sooner or later, his apprentice would hit his head in the rivers and lakes and break his blood.

He really wanted to persuade Zhang Chu.

But when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed them back again.

He was also young.

He was also full of ambition.

He knows that there are some truths, and no matter how much others say, it is useless.

You have to go and bump into the green bags in person, and walk a detour of ten miles and eight miles in person, only to know that the pot is made of iron.

He sighed in his heart, said no more, and carefully looked at the "Golden Clothes Gong" in his hand.

After a stick of incense, he finished reading the entire Golden Cloth Gong and handed it to Zhang Chu: "No problem, you can practice with confidence." ”

Saying this, I have much more confidence than the last time I checked "Heavenly Frost Knife".

Zhang Chu took the "Golden Clothes Gong" and asked strangely: "Master, have you read this exercise before?"

Liang Wufeng hesitated slightly, but nodded and said, "I've seen it as a teacher." ”

Seeing that Zhang Chu still wanted to ask again, he hurriedly waved his hand and said: "You practice this "Golden Cloth Gong" well, if there is anything you don't understand, you can come and ask as a teacher, and after you have cultivated this skill to the fullest, I will give you another heavy gift for the teacher!"

When Zhang Chu heard this, he asked with great interest: "What kind of heavy gift?" "Ming Yugong"? "Iron Bone Strength"? Or "Mixed Yuan Gong"? "Five Elements Qi"?"

Liang Wufeng didn't answer, but said: "After you cultivate the "Golden Clothes Gong" to the fullest, the teacher will naturally tell you!"