Qin Sang went into the city many times to investigate, and found that Bai Jianglan really didn't lie to himself, "Fuhu Long Fist" is indeed a big road goods, and several major dart games such as Wuwei Dart Bureau in the city have this boxing method.

If you want to learn boxing, you don't have to join the dart game, and you can spend money, but just learning "Fuhu Long Fist" costs forty or fifty taels of silver, and Qin Sang's money bag immediately deflated by half.

However, the future of "Netherworld Sutra" is uncertain, and he must learn this boxing technique.

Seeing that the old Taoist priest didn't answer, Qin Sang was secretly strange and asked, "Daoist, you don't want Mingyue to learn martial arts, right?"

"He's been practicing with you for two months, has the poor way ever stopped you?"

The old Taoist priest stopped, turned around and asked a rhetorical question, sat down on the bluestone on the side of the road, drank a sip of water, looked at the vast sky, and sighed: "This year's snow is so much earlier than in previous years, this world, natural disasters and man-made disasters are coming one after another, the world is unpredictable, and it is also a good thing that Mingyue can have a martial arts by his side." ”

Qin Sang sat down beside him and said with a smile: "What are you afraid of? Qingyang Guan is not your ancestral family business, even if there is a big chaos in the Great Sui Kingdom, it is a big deal to take care of your bags and go to other countries to avoid trouble, Mingyue has the skills you passed on to him, and he can have food wherever he goes." ”

Qin Sang made friends with a few merchants, only to know that this world is extremely vast, in the south of the Great Sui, there are more than a dozen small countries similar to Ning, and further south there are borderless territories.

Bordering the north of the Great Sui is a large Hengguo, and I heard that the territory within the country is very vast, and compared with the Hengguo, the Great Sui can only be regarded as a small country.

And to the north of Hengguo, legend has it that there are more powerful powers than Hengguo.

Ordinary people go from south to north, from east to west, and they can't go to the edge until they die.

Qin Sang also helped to pick the herbs he knew, the old and the young did not stop, and filled a back basket in one afternoon, and when the night was approaching, the two found a cave to rest and cook on the fire.

Although he temporarily rested his thoughts on seeking immortals, when collecting medicines, whenever he encountered a cave spring, Qin Sang couldn't help but take a look.

The old Taoist priest was helpless, "You, still don't give up." Poor Dao has already told you that this mountain peak with a radius of 100 miles has been traveled all over the poor road, and the caves on the mountain have also lived, and I have never seen any immortals. I have seen a lot of corpses left by the immortals, and I have decorated a few with my own hands. ”

Qin Sang could only sneer, turning over the nest head roasted on the fire, and saw Lao Dao sitting cross-legged on the side, closing his eyes and meditating, not moving for a long time, his heart suddenly moved, has the Lonely Heart Daoist reached the realm of the heart like stopping water?

The living example is right in front of me, but I haven't seen it, and I'm really blind.

Qin Sang felt remorse in his heart, and hurriedly spoke out to ask for advice, "Dao Chief, how did you get rid of distracting thoughts and calm down?"

The Shankti Taoist closed his eyes and asked, "You have read so many Taoist scriptures, how much do you remember?"

Qin Sang was embarrassed, his heart was towards the immortal Tao, he looked down on the scriptures of ordinary Taoist priests, and asked the old Taoist for advice just to read and write, so he turned the Taoist scriptures, one sentence in the east and one sentence in the west, and never read through it well.

"Eat first. ”

The old Taoist priest didn't comment on it, picked up a nest head, chewed it slowly, and swallowed it slowly.

Qin Sang looked anxious.

The old Taoist priest glanced at him, "Meditation, calming the qi, practicing calligraphy and eating are also practices." ”

Qin Sang forced the restlessness in his heart to finish eating, and found that his heart was really calmer a lot.

After the Silent Heart Daoist finished washing, he spoke: "Do you still remember the Sutra of Tranquility?"

Qin Sang nodded hurriedly, "I remember part of it." ”

"Say it to me...... Looking inside the mind, the mind has no mind, the appearance is its shape, the form has no form, and the distant view of the object, the thing has nothing......"

The sound of an old man and a young man chanting in the cave sounded, and after reciting the "Qingjing Sutra" again, Qin Sang opened his eyes and was about to speak, but saw that the old Taoist priest immediately began to chant it a second time, and hurriedly followed.

Reciting the "Qingjing Sutra" several times, Qin Sang realized something, sat for a while, got up and made a long bow to the old Taoist, "Dao Chief, can I do evening classes with you in the future?"

The lonely Taoist smiled, "If you don't recite the scriptures, what do you have to do with the poor Tao?"

That night, because Lao Dao was sleeping on the side, although Qin Sang did not practice the Netherworld Sutra, he was extremely excited in his heart, and he might have found the right way.

......

Since then, Qin Sang has gotten up early and gone to bed late every day, following the old Taoist priest and Mingyue to do morning and evening classes, and the New Year is approaching in a blink of an eye.

This is Qin Sang's first New Year in this world, and he has too many feelings, but no one can say it.

The New Year of the Taoist Temple is ordinary, the only thing worthy of praise, the lonely Taoist took out the portrait of Master Yun Youzi to worship, Qin Sang saw a more immortal bull-nosed old Taoist.

Although there was a flood of victims, the city of the Three Witches was still as lively as usual, and Qin Sang followed the old Taoist master and apprentice into the city to catch up.

Qin Sang has not been able to cultivate that 'qi' so far, but the persistence that lasted for two months was not without progress, and he was good at his kung fu of concentration, sometimes unconsciously meditating all night, and the next day not only would he not be tired, but he would be refreshed, which made him more and more confident.

The north and south thoroughfares of Sanwu City are prosperous, and the darts are lined up.

Wuwei Dart Bureau is not the biggest dart game in Sanwu City, but it has an excellent reputation, Qin Sang has also been inquiring for a long time, and knows that there is a big dart master in Wuwei Dart Bureau, Yang Zhen, who is strong in martial arts and has an upright character, and the apprentices he teaches are all good hands.

At the end of the year, most of the dart masters who were out of the dart have returned to the city, Yang Zhen went to Beijing for this trip, and walked for more than three months before coming back, Qin Sang heard the news, immediately bought a good gift, and begged to go to the door.

Fifty taels of silver for a "Fuhu Long Fist", which is high in the major dart bureaus in Sanwu City, Mr. Accounts of the Wuwei Dart Bureau collected the money and ordered the guy to take Qin Sang to find Yang Zhen.

Following the guy into a small courtyard, Qin Sang saw that there were already dozens of teenagers waiting inside, and asked the guy in a low voice, "Are they all Yang Darttou's apprentices?"

The guy nodded and said, "Yang Darthead has high martial arts and a good reputation, and his disciples never hide their secrets. If the talent is good enough, he will be accepted as an official disciple by Yang Darttou. There are many people in the city who want to learn martial arts from Yang Darttou, and Qin Gongzi will learn art with them in the future. Yang Darthead is talking to the chief dart, you wait in the courtyard for a while, I will help you hand over the name card and gifts first. ”

The man entered the inner hall, and Qin Sang stood in the courtyard to observe Yang Zhen's apprentices, and he could see that dozens of teenagers were divided into several circles.

There are more than a dozen teenagers wearing exactly the same tight-fitting cotton clothes, tied with girdles and leggings, and their bodies are particularly strong.

There are rich sons in luxurious clothes and vain steps, who come to mess around.

There are also those who stand alone in the corner, looking very restrained, and may be the same as themselves, who have just apprenticed.

Qin Sang thought about it, and also walked to the corner, waiting quietly.

After a while, the middle door was opened, and a big man came out of it, and the young people in the courtyard put away their laughter and greeted the master loudly.

Seeing Yang Zhenren, Qin Sang felt a strong sense of oppression from him.

This person is about fifty years old, has a beard, wears the strength of the Wuwei Dart Bureau, is tall, a head taller than Qin Sang, and is the most burly person Qin Sang has ever seen in this life.

Bai Jianglan's subordinates are all strong men, and they are one size smaller than Yang Zhen.