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The old man stood in the courtyard, standing with his hands in his hands, his messy white hair was a little more regular, and the sun was shining behind him, covering his strong body with a layer of pale gold, which looked a bit of a master.

Walking back and forth a few steps with his head held high, Ezen said in a loud voice: "From today onwards, I will teach you to practice martial arts." ”

Although he was talking to the two children, only Da Chun listened with his ears up, and the silly boy pouted his buttocks, picking the loess on the ground with a wooden stick, and had a lot of fun.

Da Chun has long seen the master's skills in his eyes, and he has long been envious of the kung fu of killing the beast with his bare hands. But this honest-looking young man is sensible, even if he is very itchy in his heart, he did not specifically ask the old man to teach him. After hearing that he could finally learn martial arts, he was extremely excited, and pricked up his ears to listen intently, for fear of missing every word.

Master E said: "There are many kinds of martial arts practice, some focus on the iron bone and flesh to break the enemy, and some specialize in the mystical moves to pay attention to the skillful breakthrough. They are all internal cultivation of the dantian to nourish the meridians, and the external practice of the flesh is skillful, and the two complement each other and are indispensable. ”

The tall young man scratched his head when he heard the clouds, and his face was bitter: "Master, how should I practice?"

For this kind of thing like practicing martial arts, Erdan, a stupid boy, had no interest in it, and instead sat on a low stool, glanced left and right, and found that there was no other fun, so he lowered his head and concentrated on playing with his "little bird", ignoring it.

"First of all, we must meditate and breathe, perceive heaven and earth, absorb the essence of the sun and the moon, and give birth to internal force to fill the dantian. ”

The old man stepped forward, pointed to Dachun's three inches below the umbilicus, and said seriously: "This place is called the Lower Dantian, and the first time you enter the Three Realms of Martial Arts is to fill here. ”

The burly old man looked at Da Chun's face as if he was puzzled, and continued: "The path of martial arts cultivation is divided into ten realms. Each realm is divided into upper, middle and lower three grades, and the first entry into the martial arts is called "water sensory mirror", followed by "Ruoxi realm" and "storage pond realm". And if you have cultivated these three realms, you have cultivated the lower dantian, and your strength is much greater than that of ordinary people, and your body has become extremely agile, which is called hiding your strength in the body. ”

Da Chun, who finally came to his senses, blinked: "What about the realm behind it?"

The old man smiled, knocked on his head and said, "What are you in a hurry for a rabbit cub, I'll tell you when your internal strength is trained." ”

Da Chun rubbed his head and smiled innocently: "Master, what is this internal force for?"

Ezen shook his head and said: "Dantian can generate internal force, and can store internal force, the mystery is endless, when you make moves with people, you can block the attack of others, attach the internal force to the fists and feet, and break the defense of others." ”

Da Chun was a little itchy about the master's practice of hanging his appetite without practicing, and asked, "Then how can you cultivate your internal strength?"

"Wait. ”

The old man commanded, returned to the house and walked out for a while, holding a book with a broken corner and throwing it at him: "This is a wonderful book for cultivating internal strength, you should keep it properly and practice diligently." ”

The tall boy took it cautiously with both hands.

As soon as he put it in his hand, he felt a piece of dust rushing to his face, choked a few steps back, waved his hand to disperse the smoke and dust, and carefully looked at the cover that had been missing a corner, and could vaguely distinguish the four words "Yi Chuan Bao Jing".

Da Chun saw this book and exclaimed, "Isn't this the one that is at the foot of the bed!"

The Book of Treasures of Yi Chuan is a detailed description of how to perceive heaven and earth and absorb yin and yang. The title of the book seems to be quite bluffing, but this book is not as bullish as the name, it is sold in various large and small towns, and it is an introductory practice for martial arts, and it is widely circulated.

This book was bought by two eldest sons when the old man went to the city under the mountain to have a stomachache, and because he didn't bring toilet paper with him, he spent two adults to buy it for emergency. He tore off a few pages in the middle of the book, some of which were incomplete, and when he took it back, he saw that the bed was a little shaky, so he casually put it at the foot of the bed.

Ezen's old face became red after the young man broke the mystery, and secretly scolded "this sharp-eyed cub", coughed a few times to hide the embarrassment, and hurriedly explained: "Actually, I was afraid that someone would steal it, so I deliberately stuffed it there to hide people's eyes." ”

The thoughtful young man looked at the dilapidated thatched hut that no one wanted even if it was given away for nothing, and then looked at the master's arm as thick as a beam, and did not dare to say anything, but there was suspicion in his eyes.

The old man looks good today, and with crane hair and white beard, he can also be regarded as immortal and elegant. If you can wear a set of yellow-crowned Taoist robes again, and hold a Pingjin fan with 'Lotte knows your fate' written on one side, you will definitely be able to go down the mountain to cheat back some scattered silver. He looked at the disgraced old man, stood aside and gloated, stroked his beard and chuckled.

The old man with a flushed face saw the look in his disciple's eyes, and hurriedly diverted the topic: "Although the internal strength of the dantian is important, the external skills cannot be lacking, so let the teacher see how your strength is, so that he can teach you the corresponding exercises." There are a few rocks over there, you go and see which one you can lift. ”

The tall boy agreed, and walked towards the three big stones in the courtyard.

The size of the stones varies, the small ones should weigh dozens of catties, the middle ones have more than 100 catties, and the big ones have at least more than 200 catties. Da Chun stood in place and thought for a while, estimated his strength, and did not move the smallest piece, but walked towards the middle piece.

He pulled his cuffs up to his forearms, spread his legs, and pressed his waist and abdomen, hugged the big stone, and let out a low roar, and he didn't see how hard he was, and the stone was easily lifted above his head.

The two old men glanced at each other, both looking shocked.

Although they have the impression that Dachun is about the same height as an adult, he is still a teenager after all, and it is already very good to be able to lift dozens of pounds of stones, but he didn't expect to pick up a hundred and ten pounds of stones so easily.

Da Chun didn't wait for them to finish their surprise, and walked to the largest stone.

He stepped on the ground with his feet, rammed the soil in the ground, supported the bottom of the boulder with his arm, and pulled it up vigorously, only to see that although his face was red and the green tendons burst out, the boulder was still lifted above his head little by little.

The old man was stunned on the spot, stunned!

Although the old man had an indifferent expression, the few beards on his chin were plucked out by himself.

The second egg next to him stopped playing "Little Bird", and seemed to appreciate Brother Dachun's strength, clapping his little hands and shouting.

"Hahahaha, damn it, this strength can be called domineering, I said, I eat more than me on weekdays, I didn't eat in vain!"

Da Chun blushed and scratched his head.

The old man bent down and said with a smile: "Dachun, your divine power is really one in ten thousand, what exercises you practice are twice the result with half the effort, and you have a set of unique names for the teacher called "Kaishan Sword Method", do you want to learn it?"

The boy nodded, looking expectant.

In addition to the old wood at home, it is broken wood, and there is no decent iron, in order to teach the knife to the disciple as soon as possible, the old man of E did not worry about eating breakfast, got up and went down the mountain to find a knife, before leaving, he told Dachun and Erdan how to tie the horse step, and practice the strength of the legs and waist and abdomen.

Da Chun is quite smart, he has taught it once and it looks decent, but the second egg can't teach him alive or dead, he can't squat when he raises his hands, and he can't raise his arms when he squats down. Finally, his legs and feet were fiddled, and he sat on the ground with his ass pouted, and he smirked.

Du Jiujiang, who was guiding them next to him, could only shake his head and give up, stuffed him with half a steamed bun and let him sit there and gnaw it.

After a long time, the old man came back with an iron lump that looked like a knife in his creaking nest.

The knife is about three feet long, the head of the knife is large, the blade is heavy, it should be a good knife when it is just baked, but now it is rusty and the original color can not be seen, there are dozens of openings on the blade, and from a distance, it definitely does not look like a guy who cuts people.

Da Chun didn't dislike it, and he was full of joy in his hand.

Du Jiujiang is not idle every day, teaching children to read and write.

Although Erdan is stupid, he has some talent in Xiwen, and he has hundreds of words he can read, and the thin Jin Xiaokai in his pen is also quite stylish.

Early this morning, the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone on the table of the Eight Immortals were ready, and all Jiujiang sat at the table calmly, holding the cuff with his left hand, and walking with the pen in his right hand, on the yellowed inferior paper, fluttering.

Seeing the silly boy staring at himself intently, the old man said calmly: "Erdan, you have to remember these words, and you have to remember these people, even if the masters are not by your side in the future, go find these people, they will be able to protect you through the rest of your life safely." ”

Although the pen and paper are poor, but under the swaying of the capital Jiujiang, the pen is chic like flowing water, twenty-one words on the paper, the bone strength is as strong as the old pine of ten thousand years, just to these ink has not dried the vigorous handwriting, it is no less than the celebrity law left by everyone in the previous dynasty.

The second egg, who was occluded, couldn't understand the meaning of the words, and looked at the master blankly.

These twenty-one words, three characters and one line, unfold in parallel from right to left, and there is nothing else surprising about it. But if you want to let someone with a little vision under the mountain see it, it will definitely be shocked. Because of these seven names, some are the patriarchs of famous families who have been inherited for a hundred years, some are famous ministers who have the authority of the government and the opposition, and there are also generals who have led hundreds of thousands of troops, all of whom are famous people who move the world.

Looking at the silly boy's stupid expression, Du Jiujiang dried the ink, pointed to the twenty-one words, and changed his words: "I can take care of the rice." ”

Erdan smirked and nodded.