Luck is metaphysics, as a five-stressed, four-beauty and self-motivated young Taoist, Lingshan little Taoist priest feels that his luck is so bad, it is really unscientific.

Why do you go to work and clock in the same anchor every day, but today you changed places?

But this may be a test given to him by Sanqing. The little Taoist priest clenched his fists and decided to come to the park every day to squat.

He didn't believe that he couldn't squat all the time!

After contacting Old Man Tang in the afternoon, Heyu originally wanted to ask for leave.

Old Man Tang was willing to endorse him, and the two of them summed it up and decided to come to Donald to make a show for the past few days, and by the way, he also introduced him to a few old friends to do a full set of tricks.

Heirs, they haven't taught for a day, how can they be called heirs?

I asked the grandfathers in the group for leave, and Heyu took a taxi by himself. The big red numbers on the counter on the road looked at Tsuru Yu's heart twitching.

Although he now has a few dollars in his pocket, he still can't change his mind about lack of money. After all, his own fairy doesn't have a family to worship.

In addition to buying new clothes for his parents and the money used for the family's living expenses, he earned the 200,000 yuan from Huo Yanyan, and if he turned into a heavenly treasure and a cultivator, he wouldn't last long.

Finally arrived at Donald's villa, listening to the payment of 216 yuan by a treasure in the mobile phone, the fingertips of pinching the mobile phone were white.

More than 200 when I came, more than 200 when I went back, this money really can't help but spend.

Or do you want to learn how to drive?

He went upstairs with his familiarity, and Old Man Tang was writing with an old man in a tunic suit. Seeing him come up and beckon, he said, "This is Mr. Zheng." ”

Mr. Zheng has a hand, and the characters are like knives, which is very much the meaning of a practitioner.

Heyu didn't know calligraphy, but when he practiced swords for thirty or forty years, some people said that he had sword intent in his words. It can be seen that Mr. Zheng has been immersed in calligraphy for many years.

Mr. Zheng's book is a seven-character poem. The pine and cypress eaves repair the bamboo column, and the Huanghua Khotanese incense steps are built.

The pen is like a blade, and the horizontal and vertical skimming knife pierces people's eyes, as if there are really rows of upright bamboo and yellow flowers in front of them.

The slender petals of bamboo leaves and yellow flowers are piled up on the steps, and when the wind blows, they roll up with the wind, and the dagger-like flowers and leaves, wrapped in murderous aura in the fragrance, come densely.

Tsuru Yu stood aside and watched with relish, his two fingers together in the middle of the meal, and he traced along the brush.

"Little friend, is it good (four tones) calligraphy?"

Tsuru Yu shook his head: "I'm not good at anything except the sword." But the old gentleman's words have charm. ”

Mr. Zheng put down his pen at this time, and looked at the person carefully with blue eyes. Old Tang smiled, smiled and pointed to Heyu and introduced: "This is my apprentice." ”

Old Tang and his friends for many years never knew when he had another apprentice.

Old Man Tang didn't tell him about treating Tang Yikang, he was suspicious of Old Tang's halfway apprentice, because he deliberately put people aside from the beginning.

Old Tang can't say anything about it, Mr. Zheng can only say "hehe", and he has to come up with something to let Old Tang extinguish the fire.

But he still complained: "Such a good apprentice hides all day long." What, you're afraid I'll snatch it away from you? ”

As he spoke, he took out a piece of oily amber the size of his finger and his color like blood, and said, "Oh, a greeting gift." ”

Tsurumi took it unceremoniously and tied it directly around his neck. He didn't know if the thing was good or not, but when the blood amber was in his hands, it spontaneously integrated into his true qi circulation, and even faintly played a role in filtering and purifying. If he wears it for a long time, it will be more and more helpful to his cultivation.

[This thing is also a kind of natural treasure? ] I don't know if it's expensive or not......]

Such a small piece has a limited effect. If only he could string a mattress of blood......

A meme crept into mind: the four are empty.jpg

Heyu's straight temper was right to Lao Zheng's appetite, so he grabbed Heyu's wrist to check the pulse, and couldn't help but be surprised.

He has taken the pulse of many people who practice martial arts, and most of them have some physical injuries. Cultivating internal kung fu is to nourish qi and nourish the body, but as the old saying goes, ten years of internal strength can't beat three years of external strength.

He had heard about things on the Internet, and he thought that Heyu was a fierce man who took a foreign family, but who knew that he found out that he had a good pulse like a congenital strong doll.

Mr. Zheng changed his hand twice, cautiously, and only after a quarter of an hour did he let go of his hand.

"I've never seen such a complete pulse. If I expected it to be true, your physical vitality and self-healing ability are far beyond ordinary people. ”

If this pulse is pushed back according to age, I am afraid that it will be negative.

Mr. Zheng looked at Heyu with burning eyes, and he looked like he had a knife to try the effect. Old Man Tang raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "Lao Zheng, do you also want to laugh with those crazy people for fifty steps and a hundred steps?" ”

Zheng Lao's eyes froze, and he said categorically: "That's impossible." I have long made it clear that Chinese medicine is not used like that. What they are doing is hurtful to the heavens and the peace. ”

"It's a pity that not everyone can keep the bottom line." Donald sighed.

With the development of science and technology, traditional Chinese medicine has declined, and Western medicine has become the dominant medicine. Foreign theories treat the human body as a machine, treating headaches and foot pains.

At the beginning, prostheses and artificial blood vessels really greatly facilitated people's treatment and life. However, starting with exoskeletons, crazy ideas gradually arise in some people. Dolly the sheep, puppy rabbi, spider sheep......

Even humans.

But the truth is often hidden in hidden corners where the sun doesn't shine. Most people occasionally see relevant news, and they only regard it as fake news fabricated to attract people's attention. Or like "wild men" and "water monsters", they are dressed in the cloak of legends.

People enjoy "digging and exploring" but are blind to the truth that is so calmly laid before them.

Crane Yu looked at the two old men in confusion and couldn't help asking, "What hurts Tianhe?" ”

Donald pondered for a long time, but in the end he only prevaricated: "I will talk to you when I have a chance in the future, the top priority is to prepare for the exam." ”

Although Heyu has no experience in learning from the teacher, he himself has a long experience in the injury department, and Tang Lao is also willing to endorse him.

With Donald's connections, it is not difficult to find a few TCM practitioners to write letters of recommendation, and even the study contracts and notes are complete, so you don't have to worry about it.

What he lacks is basic knowledge such as songs.

Fortunately, the medicinal materials and names of the two worlds are very similar, and those with some major changes can also be recognized through pictures and real medicines.

After dinner, Crane Yu fled: "Fortunately, the exam is in a month later, otherwise I will memorize eight hours a day, and even the Sword Master will not be able to stand it!" ”

With the common sense of cramming, Heyu came out of Tang's house and went home directly, completely unaware that there was a little Taoist priest still blowing the "cool" night breeze in the park.

Heyu clicked on the retired elderly fitness group, @所有人 The anchor has something to do in the afternoon recently, and he may not come back at what time in the evening. Let's discuss, do you want to change the sword practice to the morning?

Go to bed early and wake up early to be in good health. Early in the morning, yang qi is generated, which is more suitable for the elderly to exercise.

Grandfathers naturally have no opinion, and the elderly people feel less.

As for the time of the night, Heyu decided to simply go home after finishing his cultivation at Tang Lao's house, and by the way, the medicinal bath could also be solved there.

It's still too noisy at home. He also has to prepare for the competition of the martial arts conference.

A million prize money, he is bound to win!