"Maybe there's someone who can match your talent! But his character and yours are different from heaven and earth, and you are a good boy. After Qu Yong's punch, Tianyi Lao Dao sighed infinitely: "It's a pity, if you ...... If you have time to practice with me for three years, my true metaphor will definitely be carried forward in your hands! ”

A true metaphor, Qu Yong heard these four words from the mouth of a Tianyi priest for the second time, but the old Taoist didn't explain what it meant to Qu Yong.

"I also want to learn here with the Taoist for the rest of my life!" If Qu Yong is not surrounded by worldly things, he also wants to follow the old Tao to learn art in this deep mountain, he feels that he has opened a mysterious palace, the things in it are novel and exciting, he has been crazy obsessed with that feeling like a drug addict, "Dao Chief, this Xingyi Fist comes and goes just a few moves, ordinary and ordinary, but the more I practice, the more I feel that the aftertaste is endless, I think to really understand this Xingyi Fist, I'm afraid it will be impossible in a few years." ”

"Silly boy, you know that the avenue is the same, and the avenue is simple," Tianyi Old Dao said with a smile: "Of course, the supreme martial arts are never taught, but figured out by yourself!" ”

Qu Yong was moved: "Dao Chief, these days have really bothered you. ”

"Hey...... Child, you are so filial. Tianyi Shi was also a little moved, he touched Qu Yong's head, and suddenly seemed to think of something, and said: "More than a month has passed, child, starting tomorrow, poor Taoism will teach you acupuncture and moxibustion to recognize acupoints, although you are not subject to my medical skills, only pass acupuncture, with your understanding and intelligence, you should be able to understand." The old Taoist said: "Water can carry a boat, but also can overturn a boat, you need how to use what you have learned, if you use the poor road to spread evil in the future, I will personally go out of the mountain to recover everything in this door!" He said this very harshly!

Qu Yong said: "I remember." ”

Tianyi nodded, very satisfied, and said, "Okay, let's go cook, I've been hungry for a long time." ”

The next day, after completing the required homework, Lao Dao took out a set of silver needles as thin as a cow's hair, and said: "What I want to teach you today is acupuncture, our technique is called Fei Jing Qi Walking, this set of techniques is called Fei Jing Qi because of the steps of the first shallow and then deep Jiuyang number, and with breathing, waiting for its meridian qi, so it is called Fei Jing Qi Qi." If the husband passes the festival to urge luck, in order to fly through the air, there are four methods: that is, the green dragon swings its tail, the white tiger shakes its head, the turtle explores the cave, and the red phoenix welcomes the source. ”

Next, he explained in detail the relationship between the five elements between the viscera, and the treatment method of making up for his mother and purging his son in fact, because the five elements of Xingyi Quan correspond to the five viscera and hide the gods, and acupuncture martial arts complement each other and have more miraculous effects.

From this day on, Qu Yong has one more thing to learn, the twelve meridians of the human body, three hundred and sixty-five meridians, its blood and qi are all on the face and go empty, martial arts novels write to the master of the acupoint, will say a sentence "its person recognizes the acupoint is strangely accurate, point to hold a certain acupoint", in fact, this is a layman's imagination out of thin air, really want to talk about acupoints, when you have to understand the meridians, there is a saying: "away from the acupoint is not separated from the meridians", which means that a needle is pierced, it doesn't matter if you don't get the acupoint, the important thing is to prick the meridians of the acupoint.

Especially in the course of the fierce fight, everyone's height, shortness, fat and thin are different, the recognition of the acupoints is not as accurate as the recognition of the scriptures, this flying meridian is unique, Qu Yong has gained every day, he will stick needles in his own body to practice, this is also the old way said, before the patient, first sick himself, the doctor must have the benevolence to endure the suffering of the soul.

On this day, when Qu Yong was standing on the pile, suddenly a five-step snake slipped by, he stretched out his hand, and the silver needle just pierced into its eyes, and died after a moment of struggle, he stayed for a long time, he didn't expect this silver needle to be so domineering, and he secretly warned himself to use it carefully, but at night he made a bowl of snake soup for Tianyi Shi, and the Taoist priest couldn't help but eat meat, and the old Taoist ate very happily.

Qu Yong practiced for a few more days, and finally the two-month period was over.

Before leaving, Tianyi gave his set of silver needles to Qu Yong for self-defense, and gave him a package, "The forty-nine patches wrapped in white cloth inside are for your father, and the poor Dao has been thinking hard when he hears you talk about his illness, butterfly spots are extremely difficult to cure, and the poor Dao's paralysis and qi dispersion can only play a moderating role, so that he can get rid of dependence on hormone therapy, if you really want to eradicate the roots, I have to think of a way again." ”

Qu Yong didn't expect Lao Dao to care so much about his father's illness, he was grateful and said, "Thank you, Daoist!" ”

Tianyi said again: "Child, and the blue cloth is Lin'an Tianmu Mountain Dendrobium, but it is also worth a few dollars, you take it back and don't tell anyone, sell it quietly, and subsidize the family." ”

Qu Yong saw Lao Dao take out all the same things, without asking for anything in return, Lao Dao was really good to him, he really had nothing to repay, so he could only kowtow and say: "Dao Chief, although you don't let me call you master, but in my heart, you are my master, no, I should say that you are like my own grandfather!" ”

"If you really miss me, you must remember that we respect the twelve strictness of the same lineage - duan, gong, benevolence, hao, loyalty, sincerity, respect, righteousness, righteousness, bravery, faith, and virtue!" Tianyi Lao Dao also burst into tears, full of reluctance to bear this upright and filial child, and said: "Go, child, if you have a heart, winter vacation, come and live for two more days, poor road I ...... I ......" he said this, he was already choked, he was lonely for half his life, and suddenly he got old enough to accept such a child, and he was going to separate after two days of getting along, and he was really reluctant.

"Dao Chief!" Qu Yong hugged Lao Dao hard.

"Let's go, don't forget, Xingyi Quan is just a cornerstone for you to reach the pinnacle of martial arts, you have to practice hard all the time, but you must not rest on your laurels in Xingyi Fist, do you remember the circle of the poor road?"

Qu Yong nodded and said, "Remember, Dao Chief, what's above the circle?" ”

"That's the way."

When Qu Yong went down the mountain, the pine seed had already germinated, and he said goodbye to Tianyi, obviously feeling that Lao Dao was looking at him lovingly behind him, and he walked far away, and he gradually calmed down his excitement.

Today's Qu Yong is no longer what it used to be, his feet are steady, his eyes are introverted, although he is in a hurry, he can breathe steadily and long, and he does not see the slightest panting, this is the authentic practice of Xuanmen, those so-called masters in the world, a punch down, looking at the tiger and the tiger, but the insiders can see from their panting at a glance, so the more they practice, the more they hurt, look at those so-called boxing kings, it would be good to live past the age of fifty.

Qu Yong went around in a big circle, secretly went to Xiakou Town to buy a lot of things with the money given by his father, and then came back in a minibus, and when he got home, it was already evening to have dinner, and every household was smoking, he walked by and greeted every household.

Qu Yong's mother was stir-frying, and when she heard a "Mom", she dropped the shovel and ran out regardless of the greasy apron, and when she saw Qu Yong carrying a big bag and a small bag, she was happy and distressed and reproachful, Qu Yong's father was much calmer and nodded to him, but the corners of his mouth were still a little twitching.

"Dad, I showed you a very famous Chinese medicine doctor, he listened to your situation and prescribed some herbs, saying that it can help you get rid of hormones." As soon as Qu Yong entered the house, he immediately took out the white cloth bag, and it could be seen that Tianyi Lao Dao was very attentive, and in his white cloth bag, each patch was carefully wrapped with yellow paper, pasted on the soup to extract the juice, and one dose and two decoctions a day.

Qu Yong's father has also seen countless Chinese medicine doctors over the years, and he has long been disappointed in those famous doctors, "Aren't you wasting money?" Now that Chinese medicine is so expensive, how much money can you have for your summer job? Stinky boy! ”

"The stinky boy knows how to feel sorry for you, this is a piece of filial piety from his son, why are you like this, an old man?!" Qu Yong's mother is gone, her son rarely comes home, and he brings so many things, and buys medicine for his father, what a good filial piety, she took the white cloth bag and said to Qu Yong: "Son, don't worry, I will decoct the medicine after eating, and if your father doesn't eat it, I will use a rolling pin to block him......"

"What for?" Qu Yong's father stiffened his neck and said, "I didn't say I wouldn't eat it, the stinky boy bought it for me, it must be a good medicine!" Come, stinky boy, tell my dad what kind of summer job you've been doing during this time, and you see that your skin has darkened a lot! ”

"I've lost a lot of weight!"

Qu Yong has indeed tanned a lot in the past two months, but his dark skin shines with a healthy light, he is not the kind of handsome little student, but he has broad shoulders, narrow waist and long legs, there is no excess fat on his body, and the whole person looks very energetic.

The next day, Qu Yong didn't go anywhere, he stayed at home with his parents for a day, and Qu Yong's mother didn't go to work, so she was busy preparing the things that Qu Yong would bring back to school, as well as the apples that he bought specially to take Yiping Ping'an.

When Qu Yong was about to go out in the early morning, his mother held three sticks of incense and asked him to worship the land lord of the hall, the stove of the hall and the king of the house, and the world outside the gate, and then packed a big travel bag, walked out from the main gate and waited for the bus, last time the pangolin Uncle Li sold it for tens of thousands of yuan, this is still because of the underground transaction, so the price was lowered, this time when he went out, his father stuffed 2,000 yuan to him, or that sentence, how can a man go out without some money.

Qu Yong's home is far away from Quzhou City, and it takes three and a half hours to change cars several times, and it takes three and a half hours to change the road, and he looks at the scenery flying outside the car, and suddenly feels a feeling like he is in a dream, if it weren't for the fact that he can clearly feel the strength in his body, he doesn't believe that all this is true.

Quzhou Medical College is located in Kecheng New District Sanqu Road, Qu Yong is studying clinical medicine, that is, the mouth of the common people Western medicine, he carried the army green travel bag into the dormitory, Boss Cao was playing with the computer, saw Qu Yong open the door and came in, greeted: "Brother Xiao Yong is finally here, I am almost suffocated to death alone." ”

Boss Cao is a nickname, because he is a veritable rich second generation, and he is very moral, so everyone calls him boss, familiar with various e-sports games, especially CS, he is a good hand at sniping headshots, and he is playing endlessly at home all day long, and he sent him back to school early if he couldn't stand it.

"Boss, aren't Bumblebee and Fat Man here yet?" Qu Yong put his luggage and casually asked the other two classmates in the dormitory, everyone in their dormitory has a nickname, for example, Qu Yong is called Brother Xiaoyong, Boss Cao called the boss because he was rich, Bumblebee is because his surname is Huang, when he started his freshman year, he always talked about Transformers in the dormitory, and everyone gave him such a name, and the fat man, the simplest, because he was fat.

"I'll rub!" As soon as Boss Cao heard these two names, he was furious, slammed the mouse, and said angrily: "These two bastards said that they would come to the school early with me to start a black CS, but I came, right, they don't even have a ghost!" ”

"Oh."

"Why don't you ......" Boss Cao suddenly said: "Brother Xiaoyong, come on?" How about I take you!? ”

Qu Yong shook his head and said, "I don't know how to play with you." ”

"I'll teach you."