Outside the window, the sky was not yet bright, and amid the barking of chickens and dogs, the old man pushing the dung cart had begun to walk the streets and alleys and shout.

On the kang, Chen Zhuo hugged Gu Yu from behind, looking at the smooth back of his neck that secreted fine sweat, and the black hair wet with hot sweat, with only calmness and sincerity in his eyes.

Rao is he is energetic, his body is like a hundred steel, but he lingered wildly all night, and he was also curled into a finger around the waist of that beauty, and his eyes were slightly tired.

Gu Yu asked, "Do you still think that I am here to repay your life-saving love?" ”

Chen Zhuo tightened his arms, buried his face in his black hair, and said softly: "Life and death!" ”

After a short silence, Gu Yu said: "But we won't be together for long, if I get into trouble, I'm afraid that those Manchu masters will flock here, maybe even some dead old ghosts will come out; If I fail, I will never recover, and I will not escape the fate of a thousand cuts. ”

Chen Zhuo couldn't help but ask, "Dead old ghost?" ”

Gu Yu was even more tired than him, as if he had softened into a mess of mud, and collapsed in his arms, "All the way to martial arts is from the outside to the inside, from superficial to subtle. Ordinary people can only practice a strong body and bones in their lives, enter the blood marrow, and forge the five internal organs, but some people can practice deeper. Birth, old age, sickness and death are determined by heaven, and those who practice to the depths of the essence can delay the decay of qi and blood, store essence and energy, and increase longevity. ”

Chen Zhuo was surprised when he heard it, and thought about it seriously, "I have also heard of the method of prolonging life, although some Taoist masters are old, they are still childish, walking like flying, and do not show old age...... How old can you live longer? ”

Gu Yu turned over in his arms, hugged each other and looked at each other, "This matter is a secret of the martial arts, and I don't know very well, but my disciple in my sect has seen an old man in a certain mountain, and that person is very similar to Dong Haichuan, who has been dead for many years, and it is also because of this that the assassination did not let those old men make a move, otherwise I am afraid that it will lead to big trouble." ”

Chen Zhuo narrowed his eyes when he heard this, "Are you saying that Yang Luchan and Dong Haichuan are very likely to be alive in the world?" ”

Gu Yu's eyes were like water, "Maybe there are old fossils that are older than them." ”

When the two of them met, Chen Zhuo looked at Gu Yu and said slowly: "Master, master and uncle all said that I am extremely talented, it only took me three years to go from a beggar to today, for you, I am willing to spend another ten years to compete with the top of the world, ten years is not enough, twenty years, twenty years, thirty years." ”

Gu Yu said softly: "No, the martial arts mind can only be tempered and determined to move forward if you move forward with your original intention, you can't mess up because of me, I have my own way, you should do your way." ”

Looking at each other, Chen Zhuo frowned and said in a deep voice: "My way is to do the right thing, and now, you are my way!" ”

Hearing this, Gu Yu smiled and responded gently, but he couldn't open his eyes, and finally couldn't hold on, and fell asleep next to Chen Zhuo.

……

"Tiangang strength, is to control the dragon and transport the whole body, so you need to get the dragon, 'earth sheath pile' is the method of the dragon, with seventy-two pile skills, forging two hundred and six bones of the whole body, and the spine of the dragon together, if the internal strength is great, you can look at yourself through the oscillation of the muscles and bones everywhere, the mind travels with the strength, and sees the body through the mysteries."

For the next period of time, Gu Yu continued to tell Chen Zhuo about the boxing theory and luck method she had accumulated, saying it during the day, practicing at night, teaching by word and deed, and she couldn't wait to stuff all what she had learned and understood all her life to the people in front of her.

Chen Zhuo also lived up to expectations, completely immersed himself in practice, not only did he understand the "Tiangang Jin", but also got a glimpse of the subtlety of swallowing qi and lifting strength, and his strength also rose and continued to accumulate.

Thinking of the rush of time, Gu Yu didn't say much about the way to play, Chen Zhuo had Wang Wu as his teacher, and he had obtained the mastery passed down by Cheng Tinghua, and the two martial arts masters taught him enough to be useful, but what he lacked was the understanding of boxing.

Chen Zhuo is like a martial idiot who has fallen into the devil, practicing the gossip in the courtyard during the day, and practicing the "earth stake" when he returns to the house at night.

The seventy-two piles need to cooperate with the breathing method, stand up seventy-two strange postures, mobilize the muscles and bones of the whole body, and make the combination of qi and blood, internal strength, and swallowing qi better combined. In addition, the two of them tasted the joy of fish and water for the first time, and their lust was great, day and night, and their ears and temples were grinding, as if they both cherished this short and beautiful time, and they were extremely indulgent and followed their desires.

Chen Zhuo will not say anything to make him give up the incident, just like Gu Yu's words, the children of the rivers and lakes, each in his own way.

This way is not to go their own way, but to uphold the way in each person's heart, which cannot be changed or forced.

He will not ask the other party to stay by his side, this is too naïve, such a world, gathering and dispersing, impermanent, individuals have something to do, how can he change it with a word.

But it can't be changed forever, if his fists are hard enough and strong enough.

Surprisingly, Yin Fu returned injured, but it was not for nothing, and he brought back the corpse of a big horse monkey, so Feng Jianqing let him escape.

As for the destruction of the "Divine Hand Gate", it naturally fell on the head of the White Lotus Sect, and as time went by, coupled with the foreign enemy Kou Realm, the matter was put on hold, and gradually became an unsolved case.

The weather gradually warmed up, Cheng Tinghua moved two large tanks out of nowhere, raised dozens of old turtles, boiled turtle soup that changed every day, plus a lot of herbs to reconcile essence, Chen Zhuo's originally thin body became visibly strong with the naked eye. In less than three months, the hair is like a halberd, the body is like lead, and the height of one meter eight comes out with the stretching of the muscles and bones.

But it's too much to make up, Chen Zhuo practiced for a day, and when he turned his head and went back to the house, he had to toss with Gu Yu for half the night to fall asleep.

In contrast, Zuo Zongsheng thought that he had never touched a woman since he was a child, and as soon as he went out, he was like a thief, and he looked evasive when he saw anyone, as if he had done something wrong, but after being fed a few meals of turtle soup by Cheng Tinghua, he also moved to another single house.

Different from the earthen kang in Chen Zhuo's house, the house is a wooden bed, and when it squeaks at night, it is about to fall apart.

Fortunately, the courtyard was big enough and far away, so that a few of them could hear it by their ears.

It's May.

On this day, Chen Zhuo practiced in the courtyard as usual.

I heard someone knocking on the door outside the dart game.

"Who are you?"

The one who buttoned the door was a man, clothed and bloomers, sturdy, barefoot, with an honest and wooden face, as if he had been walking in the rivers and lakes for many years, with rough and dark skin, a short mustache on his upper lip, stubble on his cheeks, and an appearance in his early thirties.

There was also a carriage at the foot of the stairs, and there was an old man standing next to the car, holding a folding fan in his hand, wearing a gray coat and a melon skin hat. ”

The big man on the side clenched his fists at this time, and said in a deep voice: "I've seen Senior Brother Chen, and I'm still in Yunxiang!" ”

The old man walked up the stairs, approached and looked at Chen Zhuo carefully, and said, "Old man, Li Cunyi!" ”