"Oh, can the layman show one or two?"

The Taoist priest became interested after hearing this, in the past, he always performed kung fu to show tourists, and took pictures with tourists, but no one has ever communicated with him about light skills, and it is rare to meet one today, it is really rare.

"Show, let's change places?" Wang An looked at the tourists next to him, and he didn't want to attract too much attention here.

"Layman, please." The Taoist priest led him to a relatively secluded place in the backyard.

Wang An looked around, his eyes fell on a courtyard wall not far away, he raised his legs and walked a few steps to the wall, bent and kicked slightly, and poured all his strength under his feet and then exploded, and the whole person rose from the ground and suddenly jumped up to the courtyard wall.

Then he walked like a fly on the courtyard wall, walked seven or eight meters and jumped off the wall again.

"What do you think?"

The Dao Chang was stunned for a while before coming back to his senses.

"The donor is this ability to rely on walking bricks and cylinders?"

"Exactly."

The Taoist priest was silent for a long time after hearing this, "Can you walk bricks out of this ability?" ”

If nothing else, he just can't do it if it's on the wall.

After thinking for a while, he wanted Wang An to ask for advice on how to walk bricks and cylinders, and after listening to Wang An's speech, he also told Wang An about the method of practicing on weekdays.

The method is to walk on rocks and dirt slopes, and also practice plum blossom piles, as well as some methods of breathing luck and exerting strength.

The two talked for a long time, and this Yuan Daochang also talked about some Taoist kung fu tips, Wang An still benefited a lot, and the two of them also left contact information.

[You communicated with Daochang Yuan and gained a lot.] ]

The prompt reappears.

"Dao Chief, where do you want to go if you want to learn Tai Chi?"

"There are some kung fu gyms teaching Tai Chi at the foot of this mountain, and there are also a few on the mountainside."

"Is it real tai chi?" Wang An then asked.

That Yuan Daochang was slightly stunned when he heard this, and immediately understood the meaning of Wang An's words.

"Some people have grown up in this mountain since childhood, and they have practiced martial arts since childhood, and they have some real skills, and some are difficult to say." That Yuan Taoist said.

"May I ask the chief, which martial arts hall can learn the true Tai Chi?"

The Dao Leader pondered for a moment and said the names of the two Kung Fu gyms.

"Thank you, Chief."

"Poor Dao also made an appointment with a few senior brothers tonight, and said goodbye first, there are many scenic spots in this mountain, and the sunrise on the top of the golden dome is particularly magnificent, and the laymen do not let go of staying for a few more days." The Taoist priest Yuan told Wang An where he practiced and left.

Wang An also looked at the surrounding scenery and slowly went down the mountain.

At the bottom of the mountainside, I saw a kung fu hall, three rows of bungalows, two big trees in the middle, and a man wearing a dark blue Taoist robe was teaching more than a dozen teenagers to practice.

Zama step, punch punch.

"One, two!"

Wang An looked at the name of the kung fu gym and pushed the door in, and the chief stopped when he saw him coming in and walked to him.

"Hello, is there anything wrong?"

The Taoist leader looked to be in his thirties, not tall, with his hair coiled in a Tai Chi bun, a round face, big eyes, and a mustache.

"Hello, I'm here to ask for kung fu advice." Wang An said with a smile.

"Oh, you want to learn kung fu?"

"I want to learn Tai Chi, real Tai Chi." Wang An said.

The Taoist leader was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and the dozen or so teenagers behind him stopped and looked at this side curiously.

"Don't stop, keep practicing, Ahai, you lead." The Taoist priest shouted, and a teenage boy came out in front and led them to continue their boxing practice.

"Real Tai Chi? I wonder what this layman meant? ”

"It's real kung fu, not the kind of showmanship."

"Real kung fu, I'll teach it here, but it's not the kind in the movie, it's okay to keep fit, you can't beat people out for several meters with one palm, and you can't fly when you jump." The Taoist priest said with a smile.

"Can I have a hand with the Dao Chief?"

"Okay." The Dao Chang hesitated slightly, and then put on a Tai Chi push hand posture.

Wang An waved his hand casually, looking loose and sloppy, with no strength.

The two of them fought together, and the Taoist priest's expression changed. After pushing his hand twice, the Taoist priest's heart was already stirring up.

"Where did this person come from, Tai Chi is so good at pushing hands, he has mastered the method of Tai Chi unloading, this Tai Chi seems to be above me, this is not here to kick the gym and smash the field."

Fixed-step pushing, moving pushing, after a few moves, Wang An took the initiative to retreat all at once.

"Thank you for your advice."

This Taoist is not the person Wang An is looking for, and his attainments in Taijiquan should be similar to Yang Xianhua.

"You're welcome, I didn't expect that the layman was also a Tai Chi master." The chief said with a smile.

I was a little apprehensive just now, worried that it would be difficult to end today, but I didn't want to take the initiative to withdraw from the repetition, and I couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

"I still don't understand something about Taijiquan, can I ask if there are any masters on this Taihe Mountain who can give me some advice?"

"Well, my master may be able to give you some pointers."

"Who is the Venerable Master?"

"The head of the Taihe Sanfeng faction, the road number is Qinghui."

"Great, may I ask the chief how to meet the Venerable Master?" Wang An hurriedly asked.

Before he came, he had specifically checked the information and knew the name of this Taoist chief, and I heard that this Taoist had gone to Zhongyue Faxing Temple to practice martial arts for several years in the early years, which was equivalent to the martial arts of Buddhism and Taoism.

"My master went down the mountain to visit friends a few days ago, and I don't know when I will be able to come back." The Daoist's answer made Wang An a little disappointed.

"Then what boxing books are available in this mountain for borrowing?"

"There is a place in this mountain where some ancient books are hidden, but they are not open to tourists, and only a few people know that some of the ancient books I read are borrowed from the master, and they should be kept and returned regularly."

"Does the Taoist know where those ancient books are stored?"

The chief smiled and shook his head.

"Thank you, Chief." Wang An saw that he refused to say anything, and did not ask again, and then turned around and left.

The chief stood there and watched his back disappear on the mountain road, thoughtfully, and the children practicing boxing on the side suddenly surrounded him.

"Master, who was that person just now?"

"A layman who went up the mountain."

"Master, did you just compete with him? Who loses and who wins? ”

"It's just a friendly exchange, no wins or losses." The chief said with a smile.

"If you fight, you're probably not his opponent."

When Wang An arrived at the bottom of the mountain, the sky had completely darkened, he went to Taihe Mountain today, saw a lot of scenic spots, and also saw some Taoist priests practicing boxing and meditation, but did not see the person he wanted to see.

However, he did not feel discouraged, and before he came, he thought that this matter could not be smooth sailing. Today, I saw the beautiful scenery and places of interest in the mountains.

The next day, before dawn, he got up early, and he prepared to go up the mountain to watch the sunrise. The weather forecast says it's sunny today.

When he got up, it was still dark, and at this time there were already many rooms in the hotel where he was staying, and there were many tourists who had the same idea as him, wanting to go up the mountain early to watch the sunrise.

After eating something, Wang An set off. The weather is still a little cold, and there are occasional pedestrians on the mountain road, and there are bunches of lights.

In a crowded place, Wang An properly controlled his pace, and seeing that there was no one around, his figure became faster.

This unconsciously reached the halfway up the mountain, the mountain road became steeper and steeper, the stairs of the one-day gate and the two-day gate continued, and Wang Anjian walked like flying.

In a forest, a man was hiding behind a tree and was lifting his pants, when suddenly a black shadow flashed, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Hold the grass!" The man shuddered.

He stood there and didn't dare to move, his mind went blank, and he stood there for five minutes before he slowly came back to his senses.

"Was that a ghost just now? No, this is a Taoist holy land, how can there be ghosts in the dojo of Emperor Zhenwu? It must be that I'm dazzled, and I've been a little tired lately. ”

He was still shivering when he came out of the woods.

Wang Anjian walked like flying, and after walking for a short time, a steep staircase was erected in front of him, which was the famous hundred-step ladder.

above

He kicked under his feet, and the person swooped out, stepped over more than two meters in one step, landed and leaned forward, the soles of his feet a little, and then the person ran up again, climbing the mountain like an ape.

At this time, two more people came below, a man and a woman.

"I tell you, to see the sunrise, this is still convenient to live on the top of the mountain, don't feel sorry for the two money, let's come all the way to this trip, and not every day, let's go, this is a famous 100-step ladder."

Hold the grass, what kind of thing runs so fast! ”

As he spoke, the man subconsciously shone the flashlight in his hand. Feeling that there was a light, Wang An glanced back, and the light fell on his face.

"Damn, there's a ghost!"

The man shuddered, clicked, the flashlight fell to the ground, and on the hundred-step ladder, Wang An, who had already walked halfway, turned around and walked quickly onto the golden top.

"I look like a person." The woman on the side said softly.

"Can a person run so fast that he is like flying on a 100-step ladder?"

"Maybe it's a master of cultivation in the mountains!"

At this time, there are already some people above, some of these people get up very early and climb the mountain early, and some people live on the top of the mountain at night, so they come early.

The place to watch the sunrise on the top of the golden dome is actually not particularly spacious, there are a lot of people, Wang An looked around, and there was no place with few people.

He looked up at the building on the side, the palace several meters high.

"Or don't you want to go up to that roof?"

This idea comes out in a lifetime, and it grows like a wild grass with a growth agent, and it can't be suppressed.

Wang An looked at the building on the side of the golden roof, there was a cliff on the west side, and the wall was vertical, and it seemed that there was no way to go up.

He turned around, saw a stone railing on the side, looked up at the wall, and there was a point of focus at a height of nearly four meters, like a small wedge.

Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one around, he trotted a few steps into the air and landed on the stone railing, bent his body, gathered his strength on his right leg, and then flicked violently.

Instantly soared more than three meters into the air, raised his hand and grabbed the focus point, pulled hard, waist and abdomen, others rushed up, raised his hand to grab the eaves of the roof, kicked with his foot, the person flipped in mid-air, and the person fell to the roof.

The roof was a little slippery, and he sucked the roof with his feet, like a suction cup, and held his body steady.

"Well, it's better to be here, stand tall and see far."

Wang An stood alone on this roof and looked to the east, with a cliff in front of him and a golden palace behind him, and he was not afraid of being seen, unless he was standing at a very far distance, or using aerial photography.

(End of chapter)