Zhongsun Chonghui, the king of Quyang, is the uncle of the current Xingguo Emperor Zhongsun Yanyang.

The king of Quyang was young and powerful, high and powerful, and guarded the northern frontier by the edict of the first emperor, and was the most outstanding figure in the Xing royal family. This person bravely crowned the three armies, once led thirteen horsemen to break the Beihu 5,000, beheaded 800 levels, his prestige spread far and wide, and the Beihu children cried more than when they heard it.

It turned out that he was one of the Yellow Emperor's primordial gods.

Entering the dream of the Yellow Emperor, mortals will have wear and tear. Ji Yinghan's current skills are equivalent to that of a fledgling nameless boy, and if he stays in the dream for a while, he will be more dangerous. Rao is Yellow Emperor hastily ended the dream, he woke up with a splitting headache, cold sweat, closed his eyes and breathed for a long time before relieving himself.

The plan now is to recapture the Ox Beast Bead and find a way to restore the original god.

A moment in a dream, like every three autumns.

Ji Yinghan rekindled hope, and was so excited that he didn't feel sleepy at all, until he fell asleep again when the rooster crowed. In a trance, Ma Chaoyi's very dissatisfied voice sounded in his ears: "I was greedy for sleep at a young age, the sun is shining on my buttocks, hurry up and exercise with the old man in the morning." ”

This damn old man got up so early!

Ma Chaoyi didn't seem to hear Ji Yinghan's muttering, so he couldn't help but drag him outside. Just as Ji Yinghan was rubbing his eyes and the sleepiness was not gone, Ma Chaoyi had already stretched his hands and feet with the sound of chickens.

Tai Chi is born without limits, the opportunity of movement and stillness, and the mother of yin and yang.

Ma Chaoyi's spirit is strong, the qi sinks into the dantian, the movement is divided, and the static is combined, showing the rigidity and softness of Tai Chi Gong to the fullest. Such a soft and beautiful kung fu, Ji Yinghan had never seen it, and he was fascinated by it, and he couldn't help but blurt out. People can't look good, I can't imagine that this old deaf man is also a hidden master, looking at his path, he should be very good at soft and light skills.

Ma Chaoyi finished practicing a style, his fists were clenched, his breath was well-proportioned, and he asked with a smile: "I have been in a panic for a long time, and I finally have a guest, would you like to have two tricks with the old man?" Ji Yinghan was so frightened that he retreated sharply, and said in a panic: "Don't joke with the seniors, you come to the world to make great achievements, and the juniors can't be on the stage with the three-legged cat kung fu, and they don't deserve to fight with the seniors at all." ”

Ma Chaoyi smiled silently, raised his hand to turn into a Taiji wave, and imagined a tall pine. This kind of transformation of force into form is wonderful.

"The old man thinks he knows people, but he can't see through your details. Obviously, his skills are very thin, he has low self-esteem, but his eyes are sharp, his inner breath is even, and he has the confidence and firmness in his eyes, just like this green pine, only the top masters can have this aura, and they don't pretend to be like it. ”

Ma Chaoyi gently stroked the waves, and the phantom pine was brilliant and dazzling. The light of phantom power was reflected on Ji Yinghan's side face, adding a bit of mystery.

After all, I still can't hide this Uncle Ma. Ji Yinghan was helpless, so he had to recruit from the truth.

"No wonder so, you are the kid who turned Wuyang Fort upside down last year...... Hmph, what the hell is that ceremony, which is getting more and more lonely, and being so troubled by you, has become famous, and I heard that this year's reward has risen a lot. ”

Ji Yinghan smiled bitterly and said angrily: "Those people in Wuyang Fort are comfortable, but the younger generation killed them, and their life's hard work turned into ashes. He learned martial arts at the age of six, and his hard work for more than 20 years was in vain, which is sad to say.

Ma Chaoyi flicked his sleeves and withdrew the Tai Chi wave, a cool breeze swept in front of Ji Yinghan, and reprimanded unceremoniously: "I dare to claim my life at a young age, it's ridiculous!" The old man began to practice martial arts at the age of forty, and now he is buried in half of the loess, and he does not dare to claim his life. ”

Ji Yinghan was extremely shocked, starting with a year of confusion, to have today's achievements, Ma Chaoyi is definitely a martial arts wizard. I thought about it, but I sighed again.

"Why is the boy sighing?"

"The juniors deeply regret that with the qualifications of the seniors, if they had entered the martial arts hall earlier, they would definitely be able to occupy a place on the master list of the Xuanyuan Continent today."

Ma Chaoyi laughed, and his laughter was full of mockery and disdain.

Ji Yinghan was worried in his heart, could it be that he said it wrong, so he saluted and asked, "If what the junior said is inappropriate, please advise the senior." Ma Chaoyi was arrogant: "You are right, if the old man can cultivate for more than 20 years, I am afraid it will be difficult to find an opponent in Xingguo." However, in my opinion, the purpose of practicing martial arts is to educate the mind, to know etiquette is the middle, and to keep fit is the bottom. ”

Ma Chaoyi stepped on the flowing waves on tiptoe, performed extremely dexterous footwork, and drew a vivid yin and yang gossip diagram on the ground out of thin air. Tai Chi gives birth to two rituals, two rituals give birth to four elephants, and four elephants give birth to gossip. This deaf man is unfathomable and awe-inspiring.

"Practice here this morning, let's drink tea with the old man."

Ma Chaoyi has a strange habit, skipping breakfast and only drinking morning tea. He personally went to the stove to work and quickly brought out the tea. I saw two simple earthy yellow pottery bowls, the size of a fist, steaming, looking down and smelling, there was a unique aroma. The soup in the bowl is heavy, thick and low, and it doesn't seem to taste good.

Ma Chaoyi tasted it first, as if he was tasting the finest tea. Ji Yinghan covered his cooing stomach, stubbornly picked up the tea bowl that was missing a corner, and took a sip, only to find that his mouth was extremely bitter, so astringent that his mouth was numb, and he spit on the ground.

Ma Chaoyi said leisurely: "This is the secret old tea of the Han family, made by picking tea leaves on the old cliff outside the city in the dew season, how about it, is the tea made by the old man himself particularly mellow?" Ji Yinghan didn't even bother to wipe the residual tea juice on his mouth, and exclaimed: "This tea is extremely bitter, aren't the seniors joking with me?" ”

Ma Chaoyi continued to taste slowly, enjoying himself. Ji Yinghan stared intently, and suddenly his mouth suddenly opened, and he learned his posture and savored it. The entrance is still so bitter, but after a moment, the bitterness quickly dissolves and is replaced by a rich and sweet taste, leaving a fragrance at the bottom of the cup. This is an excellent tea!

A bitter tea implies the avenue of struggle and patience, and also contains the secret of the rise of the Han family in Yuezhou. This is the precious wealth that Ma Chaoyi passed on to Ji Yinghan.

Ji Yinghan sat solemnly with a solemn expression, and said softly: "Today's guidance from the seniors is really a blessing for the three lives, and this kindness must be remembered by the younger generations." Ma Chaoyi nodded with satisfaction and said: "The old man is a businessman, and the most important thing is integrity, and I hope you will live up to this one day." ”

At this time, the sky was already bright, and someone outside shouted "Ma Lao is deaf", but Ma Chaoyi was unmoved, still leisurely drinking tea. The shouting was mixed with the clanging sound of the knocker, and it grew louder and louder. Ji Yinghan finally couldn't help but remind.

"It's those guys who are neither big nor small who are calling Ma Lao Deaf again, right? Oh, hiding outside the door and bullying the old man can't read lips, they don't dare to call it that in person. ”

It turns out that Ma Chaoyi is really deaf!