"Boxing?" Mu Dakang smiled: "I can't imagine that kid can invite such a master, poetry, do you know what kind of punch those two Taoist priests are fighting?" Mu Shiqing squinted, looked at it carefully for a long time, shook her head and said, "I don't know, my granddaughter hasn't seen it." Mu Dakang said with a smile: "Even the old man, when he was young, I saw it once in the army, there used to be a wild Taoist priest from the mountains in our army, because he couldn't afford to eat, he had to come to join the army to fight, he taught us a pile of skills, the old man relied on this pile skills, and survived many desperate situations." ”

"Grandpa, there is still such a Taoist priest?" Mu Shiqing was shocked. Mu Dakang nodded: "Sheng Buddha collects wealth and goes down the mountain in chaos, have you ever heard of this sentence?" ”

"Uh-huh." Mu Shiqing nodded.

"That wild Taoist priest once said that he went down the mountain only to kill demons, but unfortunately, he later died under the mortar of the devil, and in his life, he only left the pile gong, so many years, I have seen so many martial arts practitioners, and I have not seen the true transmission of the Taoist pile gong again."

"I can't imagine that kid on a summer night can invite such a master, you see, the set of kung fu he played, combining Daomen pile gong and Dangong into one, flowing clouds and water, without me without it, this is the realm that can only be achieved by the master of the inner family, this Taoist priest, I'm afraid it's not simple!" …… In the courtyard of the Xia family's villa.

Wang Zhenghe finished a set of punches and said: "Mr. Xia, Poor Dao has combined Pile Gong and Dan Gong into one, and over the years, Poor Dao has also been pondering this matter, although this set of Kung Fu is still a little hot, and it has little effect on people who have achieved cultivation, but for ordinary people, the effect is huge." ”

"It can strengthen the body, practice for a long time, make all diseases invitable, and has its own set of defense techniques, which is much more powerful than those fighting methods." Xia Ye and Wang Ye and others have been watching Wang Zhenghe box.

A set of fists and clouds and rivers fell, and the whole courtyard was surging, which was Wang Zhenghe's cultivation for many years, and the potential generated by himself, the heaven and the earth changed with the wind.

Lin Zhengying sighed: "The old man still thinks that this kind of master no longer exists in the world, who would have expected that it is far away in the sky, close in front of you, Wudang Wang Daochang, I can't imagine that you have reached the legendary realm of calling for wind and rain!"

Wang Zhenghe twisted his beard and smiled: "It's over, it's not enough to call the wind and rain, the poor road is just in the process of boxing, calling the true qi in the body, with the operation together, it will naturally slightly affect the scene of the outside world, don't be surprised, we still have to believe in science." Wang Ye and Lin Shuang'er on the side had round eyes, and their faces were full of disbelief.

"Uncle Shi, you still make us believe in science, you just punched out, I thought you were about to soar!" Wang Ye made a gesture with one hand, and his mouth recited the immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, holding his heart and shocking.

Mu Dakang and Mu Shiqing, who were secretly learning not far away, were also stunned.

"Grandpa, I read that right! The surging appearance just now...... "Mu Shiqing's pupils shook, and she felt as if she was making a movie, she was even looking for cameras everywhere, but unfortunately she didn't find anything."

Mu Dakang's face was solemn, he was not like Mu Shiqing, he was shocked, and he secretly recorded the appearance of the old Taoist priest boxing.

"This Taoist priest...... Not only has he achieved a grandmaster in martial arts, but he can also call the wind and rain in the realm, no, I want to ask Xia Xiaozi, where did he find the master! Mu Dakang threw the fishing rod in his hand and stood up majestically.

He joined the army when he was young, and he has had ups and downs all his life, and he can live to this age, of course, he has also cultivated.

The bodyguards of the summer night did not notice that Mu Dakang was nearby. When he got up, he immediately aroused the vigilance of the bodyguards around him.

"What people!" The members of the Sharp Knife Team glared angrily. Mu Dakang laughed and patted the weeds and ashes on his body: "I'm here to find Xia Xiaozi, let him come out to pick up the old man!" Not long after, Xia Ye appeared, with a confused expression: "Old Man Mu, why are you here?" ”

"Hahaha, brother, you brought the master here, and didn't introduce you to the old man? It's not interesting, isn't it? He looked at Wang Zhenghe in the room, worthy of being a famous Wudang man, with a fairy wind and bones, twisting his beard with one hand, and his back straight.

At his age, he would have been buried in the soil for others, but Wang Zhenghe was full of energy and more prosperous than that young man.

The breath-holding induction is unfathomable, but the only thing that can be felt is that the yang energy is vigorous, and the cultivators are not invaded by all diseases and poisons, which is admirable.

Xia Ye smiled bitterly and introduced Mu Dakang and Wang Zhenghe to meet them.

"Old man Mu came just in time, this is the predecessor of Wudang Mountain, he has long been out of the world, and he can be regarded as my master, Wang Zhenghe." Wang Zhenghe shook his hand with a smile: "Mr. Xia doesn't have to call me that, how many Taoists on our mountain have been fed by Night Capital's investment in Wudang?" I really dare not take this kind of title seriously. Mu Dakang looked at Xia Ye curiously: "Brother, you also have an investment in Wudang Mountain?" Xia Ye smiled and nodded: "The decline of national arts, Wudang is the leader of the inner gate, if I want to prosper national arts, I have to start with the national arts." Wang Zhenghe smiled: "Don't dare to be the leader, don't dare to be!" He was humble, but he had a grin on his face.

Wang Ye had a black line: "Uncle Shi, our Wudang is indeed the leader of the inner gate." Wang Zhenghe glared: "You kid, where do the elders have your share in talking!" Wang Ye rolled his eyes.

Mu Dakang asked again: "Then ...... this little Taoist priest?"

"Hehe, he's a poor Taoist nephew, and he smiled." Although Wang Zhenghe is a refuge from the world, he is not stupid and knows who is the boss.

Xia Ye is the benefactor of Wudang Mountain, teaching him Wudang secret scriptures and true skills, and it is also Xia Ye's own fate and talent there.

Do not reverse the host and guest, and always recognize the status of the boss and employees. And this old man Mu is obviously a friend of the summer night, so he naturally has to be polite.

Mu Dakang understood at this moment, and he couldn't help but glance at Xia Ye again. This kid is willing to spend money to invest in national arts, and his eyes are so vicious, he directly formed such a good relationship with Wudang, the leader of the inner gate.

"It's your blessing that my brother can be so high." Mu Dakang patted the shoulder of the summer night. Xia Ye smiled and shook his head: "Wang Daochang is indeed a master, the set of punches that he fought outside the courtyard just now, I believe Old Man Mu also saw it, right?" Mu Dakang coughed, and his expression became a little flustered: "Hmm...... This one...... Well, the old man just glanced at it for a moment, not what you think. Mu Shiqing didn't dare to speak behind her grandfather, and when she saw Xia Ye deliberately finding fault, she said with a straight face: "It's not uncommon for my grandfather to steal your family's kung fu!" ”

"Poetry! Don't be rude! Mu Dakang was angry, turned his head and scolded,

"He's the old man's brother, you have to call your uncle!" Mu Shiqing gritted her teeth: "He's not my uncle!" ”

"You girl......" Mu Dakang shook his head,

"Brother, forgive me, this kid is still good."