Ordinary people, if they want to give him a gift, they don't have this door yet.

He did not lack those sons.

"I have only practiced "Turtle Breath Nourishing Qigong", and I have not practiced other fist and foot exercises, but this health maintenance exercise, I have practiced it for a long time, day and night."

"If Master Shan doesn't believe me, I'll give you a drill."

Wei Tu was silent for a moment, and then spoke out the words he had prepared for a long time.

While speaking, Wei Tu also took out the album of "Turtle Breath Nourishing Qigong" from his arms, and handed it to Shan Wuju with both hands.

In Li Zhai, after a period of time when the health maintenance breakthrough was small, he had the confidence to participate in martial arts and achieve fame.

That's not because he's arrogant or untargeted, but because he's compared himself with the average martial artist in the county.

Three hundred catties of strength, ordinary martial artists really don't have such strength.

They just have more courage than ordinary people, and they are skilled in sword soldiers.

That's all.

Ordinary martial artists practice martial arts, although they can increase their strength, but it is the result of day and night training, and there is no small warm current that transforms the human body.

If the martial arts were really so easy to test, most martial artists would not be reduced to the guardians of the rich.

In addition, the health maintenance work is small, and Weitu's strength has reached 300 catties.

A few nights ago, he made a breakthrough in health preservation, and his strength at the moment definitely exceeded three hundred catties.

According to Wei Tu's estimates, his strength at this time should be around 400 catties.

"Day and night, practice health care ......" Shan Wuju heard this, his face was slightly softened, and while taking the health care album, he also said the word "good".

In these days, he has paid attention to Wei Tu, and indeed found that Wei Tu has signs of practicing health maintenance exercises every night.

It's just that the front yard is dimly lit, and he can't see it very clearly.

With the permission of Shan Wuju, Wei Tu no longer hesitated, his feet were male and female, adjusted his breathing for a while, put on a posture, and began to practice the pile gong of "Turtle Breath Nourishing Qigong".

After practicing day and night, the body's memory has become inertia, and after the fight, there is no slightest sense of condensation, which is extremely mellow.

"The ...... of this work"

In the courtyard, Shan Wu raised his eyebrows and constricted, his gaze shifted with the changes between Wei Tu's movement and the virtual and real, and his eyes did not blink.

It's the same as what he just judged.

Every kind of pile skill that Wei Tu has done at this moment is no weaker than when he was young.

Fist is afraid of being less strong!

When he was young, he was far more famous than he is now, and he was a well-known martial artist in Aoki Prefecture!

"With just one set of health preservation exercises, under the practice of day and night, it can achieve such an effect......"

After Shan Wuju finished practicing in Weitu, he casually flipped through the exercise book in his hand, compared it for a moment, and his face showed a little surprise.

At first, Shan Wuju thought that Wei Tu was prevaricating when he said that he could only maintain health, and deliberately deceived him.

He has another teacher.

But at this moment, after watching the pile skills of Wei Tu's drill, Shan Wuju overturned his previous thoughts.

Real work can't deceive people.

If you want to be so proficient in health preservation, it is difficult to do it without years of hard work.

"He also knows the roots, I thought too much about it before." Shan Wuju thought about it for a while, and no longer doubted.

"Okay, I'm done, I don't need to practice health maintenance anymore." Shan Wuju stopped Wei Tu, who was playing the second health exercise.

"How many years have you been practicing this health preservation?"

He asked curiously.

"More than two years, about two and a half years." Wei Tu replied honestly.

"I have such attainments for more than two years, in addition to your good bones, it is inseparable from your persistence......"

Shan Wuju bowed his head slightly, smiled, and praised it.

Judging from the attainments of health preservation alone, Wei Tu's talent and temperament are the best choice, and in Qingshan County, he is also one of the best martial arts wizards.

"After today, you will be my disciple, and you will no longer have to go to the front yard to work as a long-term worker."

"The matter of drying grain and feeding the horses will be handed over to Deng An."

Shan Wuju said in a deep voice.

After the words fell, Shan Wuju glanced at Shan Gao's family who came out of the hall and said, "Go and prepare the tea for the teacher, fry a few dishes by the way, I will accept an apprentice today." ”

In the days when he came to the Shan family, he saw Weitu's obedience in his eyes and remembered it in his heart.

If you can be a good long-term worker and not annoy the master's family, you will have a reputation in the future, and you will not make any big mistakes when you are an official or in the opposition.

Of course, he accepted Wei Tu as an apprentice, and his deference was only a small reason, and more importantly, Wei Tu had this martial arts qualification and was expected to do martial arts.

A martial arts disciple can not only inherit his mantle, but also take care of his descendants.

Why not.

"Yes, sir." Shan Gao answered, and called a maid in the courtyard to go to the kitchen with her.

Less leaning.

The maid brought the tea to the teacher.

"Serve a bowl of tea, you are my apprentice, I teach you kung fu, you have to give me a pension and send me to the end of the ......"

"Of course, I have a son and a daughter, so I don't need you to worry about it, but...... You have to have this heart! ”

"Do you know?"

Shan Wuju sat on the straight-backed chair, looked at Wei Tu who was kneeling in front of him, and said word by word in his voice.

"The disciple knows."

Wei Tu nodded in response.

The fist and foot exercises are the housekeeping skills of the martial artist, just like the craftsman's craft, and he has learned to support himself for a lifetime.

But there is also a saying, called "Church disciples, starve to death Master".

As a child apprentice, a person who learns the craft from the master, according to the ancient precepts and social ethics at this time, he has to give the master a pension and send him to the end.

No matter where you go, it's the same thing.

With Shan Wuju's family business, Wei Tu didn't think he had the opportunity to give Shan Wuju a bite to eat......

But as Shan Wuju said, no matter what, you have to save this "filial piety".

"Okay, offer the tea to the teacher, and this master-apprentice gift will be completed." After hearing Wei Tu's answer, Shan Wuju looked satisfied.

When Wei Tu heard this, he immediately no longer hesitated, took the large porcelain bowl full of tea from the maid's hand, knelt on the ground, and respectfully handed the tea to Shan Wuju in front of him.

The tea was drunk by Shan Wuju.

Then.

Shan Wuju led Wei Tu into the courtyard of Sanjin and came to his living room.

In the living room, against the wall, there is an offering table flanked by two sets of straight-backed chairs.

On the offering table, two incense candles are lit, and an ebony tablet is offered, on which are written four large characters of "Ancestor Shi Ming".

"When I was young, I worshipped under the disciple of the Golden Sword Man Shi Ming and studied martial arts under him."

"The Golden Sword Man is my master and your ancestor......"

Shan Wuju burned a handful of incense, inserted it on the incense burner, and then said with a look of nostalgia on his face, talking about his master-apprentice lineage.

"The Golden Knife?" Wei Tu secretly remembered the person "Golden Knife Man Shi Ming".

can teach a martial arts disciple, Golden Sword Man Shi Ming can never be an ordinary person.