On the green train to Fengtian, Gong Ruomei's figure reappeared. She looked out the window, and it was still crowded, everyone was preparing to get off the train, and the guide on the platform was still shouting and shouting, exactly the same as when she disappeared.

Time doesn't seem to have changed.

Surprise flashed in Gong Ruomei's eyes, she never thought that this time in the trading room would be different from here.

She didn't doubt that the existence of the trading room was a dream of her own, because she was still holding a small porcelain bottle in her hand, and she already had an extra memory of Baguazhang in her mind.

Maoshan Baguazhang is plausible with his own mastery of Baguazhang, and the moves are very different, but the fundamental difference lies in the different principles implied.

Maoshan Baguazhang, born from Taoist classics, although it is only an ordinary martial arts technique, does not practice qi and blood, and mainly hone the body and nourishes the spirit, and at first glance it is to prepare for some kind of practice.

After practicing this Baguazhang, it is naturally difficult for ordinary people to get close, and when they practice qi, they can also make rapid progress.

"It seems that the little Dao Master really has a method of Qi cultivation there."

Gong Ruomei showed a shallow smile, the simple power of this Maoshan Bagua Palm is naturally no better than the sixty-four hands of the Gong family.

But the same Baguazhang and her inspiration are great, and in a short period of time, the understanding of Baguazhang is to a higher level, and the qi and blood on his body are surging slightly.

Gong Ruomei calmed down her qi and blood, her eyes were light and restrained, revealing a gentle look.

She put away the small porcelain vase, took off her salute, and followed the crowd down the green train.

"Girl"

On the platform, the housekeeper Lao Jiang had been waiting for a long time.

Lao Jiang is tall and big, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a pair of lying silkworms under his eyebrows, which looks a little fierce.

If ordinary people were afraid, they wouldn't dare to talk to him, but when they saw Gong Ruomei, they looked extremely charitable.

"Old Jiang, go home directly, I want to see my father."

Lao Jiang helped Gong Ruomei salute, took Gong Ruomei into the carriage, and then rushed all the way to the palace mansion.

The palace family is a big family in Fengtian, and it is a well-known existence in the martial arts.

There are not a few people who learn from teachers, but at this time, the old man of the palace has long stopped accepting apprentices.

Therefore, most of them were apprenticed under Ma San's name, which is why after Ma Sanyi defected to the Japanese, there was no one left in the Gong family.

After entering the door, Gong Ruomei saw Ma San leading his disciples to stand on the pile and practice.

When Gong Ruomei saw Ma San, her eyes suddenly froze, and coldness flashed.

However, she quickly hid this coldness, and her eyes were full of peace without sorrow or joy.

"Senior sister, you're back, Master is in the back room, and I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Ma San showed a smile and walked over to greet her.

"I'm back, I'll go see my dad first."

Ma San is the main culprit who caused the decline of the Gong family, and Gong Ruomei naturally hated him.

But the Gong family has to solve the matter in the right name, and now that Ma San has not committed any crime, and he doesn't even have the slightest inclination, Gong Ruomei naturally can't make a move on him.

Otherwise, let alone the morality of the rivers and lakes, even the old man of the palace would stop it.

Gong Ruomei came to the back room, and Gong Baosen was drinking tea in the courtyard.

Seeing Gong Ruomei coming, she couldn't help but smile and said, "I'm back." ”

"It's back"

Gong Ruomei stood beside Gong Baosen, reached for the teapot, and added tea to Gong Baosen.

"You're about to graduate in a blink of an eye."

Gong Baosen sighed a little, then looked at the daughter of the adult, and asked in a harmonious voice: "How about giving you a family affair after graduation, the rivers and lakes have not been peaceful recently, and if you make a parent, you don't need to ask about the rivers and lakes." ”

Gong Ruomei's action of pouring tea stopped, her eyebrows moved slightly, and she shook her head lightly and said, "I don't want to kiss." ”

If you promise to be married, you are not a member of the palace family, and if you have something in the future, you will not be able to justifiably act for the palace family.

Gong Baosen looked at his daughter, with questions in his eyes, trying to see his daughter's thoughts clearly.

Gong Ruomei only couldn't see it, she asked, "Dad wants to retire?" ”

Gong Baosen looked at his daughter in surprise, never thought that she would see it.

"Yes, it's time for me to retire, if I don't retire, young people won't be able to come out, and this old stove won't burn."

"Do you want to add new firewood to the fire, cooperate with the North and the South, and achieve great harmony in martial arts, and then save the country together."

"You ......"

Gong Baosen was completely shocked this time, because he had never told anyone about his thoughts and thoughts, and there were very few people who understood him.

"Girl, I thought you were the same as me in the past, with only victory and defeat in your eyes, but I never thought that you would see through this. Yes, the national disaster is coming, the Japanese invaders are pressing, although the warriors are not as good as those guns, but how not to do their part. ”

Gong Ruomei shook her head, she said, "I didn't see it through, this was told to me by a friend." But I am the palace family, I will help you do this, when this stove is the first new firewood. ”

"Girl, you ......"

......

Zhang Ziyu said goodbye to Gong Ruomei here, and then immediately fused the memories of the sixty-four hands of the Gong Ruomei Gong family.

This fusion first shocked himself, he seemed to underestimate the martial arts in a generation of grandmasters.

"The world of this generation of grandmasters seems to be a little different from what I remember."

Zhang Ziyu muttered, and then carefully perceived the memory, according to the information recorded in the memory.

Then he stood on the grass with a Baguazhang pile gong and began to try to mobilize his muscles and blood.

The martial arts in the generation of grandmasters have actually come out of the beginning of a little national art.

Boiled the body and honed the qi and blood.

This is also the reason why between their fists and feet, they have gravel to break the enemy, hundreds of pounds of strength.

But that's all, for the time being, there is no further development, let alone confrontation with guns.

Among the grandmasters of the generation, there is no way to divide the realm of the three forces in martial arts.

Bright energy, dark energy, and chemical energy are just three ways to practice strength, and they all end up in the same way, and in the end they are all whole strength.

There is only one vague division of this martial art, and that is the grandmaster.

Qi and blood are like mercury, and the breath is endless, then you can be called a grandmaster.

The grandmaster is a master, and he is also a famous existence in the rivers and lakes.

According to Gong Ruomei's memory to Zhang Ziyu, Gong Baosen must be the grandmaster, and she and her senior brother Ma San are a lot worse.

The qi and blood are a little worse, and this mind and martial arts are also a little worse.

Zhang Ziyu carried the pile gong, and the qi and blood on this body began to mobilize, and the whole body was like being immersed in a furnace, and the chill hidden in the body slowly dissolved under the washing of this qi and blood, enhancing his strength.

After standing on the pile for about an hour, Zhang Ziyu felt hungry in his stomach and stopped.

"The muscles and flesh are tight, and the blood is soaring, which seems to be the foundation accumulated over the years."

With the accumulation of these years and the medicinal power of the Little Yin Blood Pei Yuan Pill slowly dissipating, this power naturally increased a few points faster.

Zhang Ziyu touched his stomach and said, "When you get to Renjia Town, you should raise some food in the free land...... Phew, critters. Otherwise, it is inconvenient to walk. ”

Zhang Ziyu came out of the monster ranch and appeared in the forest.

His eyes caught a glimpse of the thigh-thick tree on his left, and his heart moved, wanting to test his strength.

The Bagua palm gestured together, and then the luck was like a knife and slashed up with one palm.

"Click"

"Hiss"

There was a click, and the tree was broken by the waist and fell down with the force of the palm.

Zhang Ziyu also gasped at the same time, not shocked, but painful.

Qi and blood are enhanced, but the body polishing is not yet in place, and the strength is not so skilled, so it is strange that it does not hurt.

But after a few days of proficiency, you will know how to work hard.

Zhang Ziyu caught the rabbit, went directly to the fire, and continued to hurry when he was full.

After another day of walking, I finally came to Renjia Town.