Wei Zhengyang stretched his waist and came to the backyard, and now there are only three of them in the whole restaurant.

He heard a voice from the top of the building, and when he looked up, he saw that Dowling was constantly waving his fists, and his body was constantly emitting white heat.

"This exercise is a bit interesting, but this boxing technique is a bit out of tune." Wei Zhengyang took a handful of peanuts from the back kitchen and leaned on the grinding plate in the courtyard to look at it with interest.

Dowling didn't notice that anyone downstairs was paying attention to him, and he threw himself into the military boxing, doing the best he could in every move.

As time passed, the itching sensation coming from his bones became more and more intense, and he couldn't help but feel like rolling on the ground several times.

"You can't do this, it's easy to go crazy without a boxing technique that matches the exercises." Wei Zhengyang easily jumped to the top of the three-story building.

Dowling didn't stop moving, and with the activity of the military body fist, it could relieve the itch a little, and if he stopped, it would definitely be even more unbearable.

"Look at me, learn from me!" Wei Zhengyang said.

I saw that his feet were shoulder-width apart, and his body was slightly squatting.

"Tai Chi?" Dowling's eyes lit up in an instant, and he hurriedly followed the change of movements.

"Calm down, take a deep breath, and feel the changes in your body." Wei Zhengyang saw that Dao Lin was ready to remind.

Then, Wei Zhengyang began to move, his movements were very slow, allowing Dowling to follow easily.

"You have to be immersed in nature, and forget all your feelings."

Wei Zhengyang's speed gradually increased, and Dao Lin also felt that his speed also increased.

Dao Lin had no distractions at this time, and followed Wei Zhengyang wholeheartedly to study.

This set of boxing methods is very long, not the Tai Chi he thought, but a very peculiar boxing method.

The starting style is slow, the speed is getting faster and faster, and by the middle of the stage it is already very strong, opening and closing widely.

The speed in the middle and rear sections slows down, but the power increases, and you can feel the air traction when you wave your hand.

As he continued to go deeper, Dao Lin only felt that his whole body was warm, and "Evergreen Jue" was also stimulated to the extreme, and white smoke rose all over his body.

The bone refining has officially begun.

"Your physical fitness is too poor, and in the future, you will fight five times a day according to the boxing method I taught you." Wei Zhengyang said that, jumped down and left.

Dowling continued, and they felt themselves start to heat all over and their skin began to redden.

"It turns out that the military body boxing that I fought before is useless, and it is not a real bone refining at all."

To get a good method, of course Dowling cherishes it, and every punch, every kick and every action is extremely serious.

In the backyard, Dao Wuji made breakfast, and just as he wanted to open his mouth to shout Dao Lin, he was stopped by Wei Zhengyang with his eyes.

"I know you want Lin Er to go to the imperial capital to find Taoist trouble, but at his current level, going is simply looking for death, if you don't want your baby son to die too ugly, let him practice more." Wei Zhengyang picked up a white bun and took a bite and said.

"Grandpa Wei, what is the strength of Taoism now?" Dao Wuji swallowed and asked.

"The second Taoist is now a third-grade transcendent, the third girl and the fourth girl are also extraordinary, many of your cousins and cousins have also entered the extraordinary, among the many families in the imperial capital, the strength of the Taoist family can be ranked in the top three." Wei Zhengyang took a sip of gruel and said.

"What about Lin'er's generation?" Dao Wuji nodded bitterly and continued to ask.

"There are a few good Taoist children in this generation, basically they are already Kaiyuan, it is worth mentioning that Taoist Dao Xingchen, who is the same age as Lin Er this year, is already an eight-grade pneumatic."

"What?" Dao Wuji was surprised, and he was afraid that it would affect Dao Lin and hurriedly covered his mouth.

"What's the shouting about? What resources do other people's families have, they grew up taking medicinal baths and eating natural treasures, and they are practicing top-level exercises, and it is normal to be able to reach pneumatics. Wei Zhengyang said with a blank look.

"You're always criticizing the right frog at the bottom of my well." Dao Wuji hurriedly admitted his mistake.

"However, Lin Er's current cultivation of this exercise looks pretty good, if he cultivates well, he should be able to catch up with them." Wei Zhengyang pointed to Dao Lin, who was boxing on the roof, and said.

"This is the merit handed down to him by my ancestors." Dao Wuji whispered what had happened.

"The ancestor who founded the Dao Heaven Sect? I have to say that he is a character, it is rumored that Emperor Ziwei has never made a knife since he became an emperor, and the creation realm that can force him to make a knife is the first person in your family. Wei Zhengyang admired from the bottom of his heart.

At this time, Dowling finished the fifth punch, felt the changes in his body for a while, and jumped off the roof.

"Thank you grandpa for teaching you boxing, I don't know if you have a name for this boxing technique?" Dao Lin bowed respectfully to Wei Zhengyang, and then asked.

Wei Zhengyang waved his hand and said with a smile: "I remember that it seems to be called the "Naqi Guyuan Fist Method", which was taught to me by Emperor Shenwu in the early years, and I have forgotten the specific name. ”

Dao Lin was shocked in his heart, he never expected that this fist technique would come from the Shenwu Emperor.

"This set of boxing techniques, combined with your exercises, can make your cultivation twice as effective with half the effort, and can reduce the pain caused by your body when you cultivate."

Dao Lin nodded, and the gratitude to Wei Zhengyang in his heart was overflowing.

"Okay, put away your grateful expression, hurry up and learn to cook, when the old man takes you back to the imperial capital, if you want to thank you, go to thank Emperor Jun in person."

Dowling nodded and said, "I will definitely learn the cooking skills and the boxing techniques you taught." ”

In the next few days, Dao Lin practiced boxing in the morning, followed Dao Wuji to learn cooking during the day, and reviewed cooking skills in his sleep at night.

It wasn't until the early morning of the fifth day that a violent knock on the door broke the silence.

"Who, who? Don't knock! Isn't there a sign on the door that says it's closed? Dao Wuji heard the sound and walked into the lobby with an angry face to open the door.

The door opened, and four men in black cloaks stood at the door, their expressions indifferent and their eyes chilling.

"Our restaurant is closed for the next few days, so you should go somewhere else." Dao Wuji saw that the person who came was not good, and his tone was a little calmer.

"We're looking for someone!" One of the men said in a cold tone.

"Who are you looking for?" Dao Wuji asked suspiciously.

"They're coming for me!" Wei Zhengyang's voice sounded from upstairs.

At the same time as Wei Zhengyang's voice sounded, the four black-clothed men in cloaks glanced at each other and rushed directly around Dao Wuji and upstairs.

"Hey, who are you! Don't make trouble here! By the time Dao Wuji reacted, the four people in front of him had already disappeared.

When Dowling heard his father's shout, he hurriedly forced him to call it a day, and jumped from the roof of the building with red and white smoke.