"Okay, I've said everything I need to say, and then I'll teach you Baduanjin. ”

Wu Shengyin stood with his legs apart and prepared to make a move.

"Baduanjin, that kind of fitness qigong, the kind in the world, such a basic qigong, can you practice qi?"

As soon as Li Bingyang heard that Wu Shengyin was going to teach him Baduan Jin, he was happy. He felt that it was completely useless.

"Yo, your kung fu is not high, and your vision is not low. If you don't like me, if you don't like me, you can get out, and if you don't like me, you're not willing to teach?"

As soon as the old man heard Li Bingyang's words, he became angry, and without any mercy, he turned around and was about to go back to the house to rest.

Li Bingyang knew that he had said the wrong thing, so he hurriedly compensated the old man, and wanted to stop the old man.

"Elder Wu, I was wrong, I never understood these things, I misled myself in the novels I read before, and I will definitely practice hard in the future. ”

"Practice hard, I can't see it!"

Wu Shengyin turned around and wanted to bypass Li Bingyang and continue to go back to the house, but he was an old man in his eighties, even though his body was tough, where could he have Li Bingyang's agility.

As soon as he turned around, Li Bingyang followed and stopped: "Elder Wu, I said the wrong thing, forgive me!"

Wu Shengyin narrowed his eyes and spoke: "Are you trying to force the palace?" Seeing that I am old and useless, you are ready to use it with me? You haven't entered my door yet!"

Li Bingyang's head hurt when he heard this, he knew that his relationship with this martial old man had not reached that level, so he was talking nonsense, and his brain turned.

"What's the matter, I mean that Old Wu is tired, I want to rest, I will carry a stool for you, you don't have to go back to the house to rest, how troublesome!"

After speaking, Li Bingyang stood in place and looked at Wu Shengyin carefully, since he intended to apprentice, the old man's temper in front of him became more and more strange, he didn't know if this was a true portrayal of the old man, or a test, but no matter what, he had to continue.

"Okay, then you go get it!"

Wu Shengyin was determined in his heart to give Li Bingyang a powerful look, but now that he is old and frail, he still has to breathe, otherwise he doesn't think that he can let Li Bingyang eat this lesson.

Li Bingyang hurriedly ran back and brought the stool over: "Old Wu, sit down, take a good rest, and then teach me when you have rested!"

As soon as he put down the stool, he saw that the old man Wu Shengyin's hands were like opening a bow, and his feet were wrong.

Li Bingyang turned his head and only saw the old man's movements. Instinctively resisted, and never thought that the old man would let go. As soon as his chest opened and shrank, it shot out like a cannonball.

Seeing that his fist was about to fall on Li Bingyang, the old man's hand changed, grabbed Li Bingyang and threw him out. Li Bingyang fell heavily to the ground.

The vision of knowing and looking forward to, the knowledge of ups and downs, the sense of luck that flashes and flirts, and the movement of advancing and retreating. This is real kung fu.

Then the old man sat down on a stool and began to close his eyes and slowly reconcile his breathing. The original purpose of boxing was to nourish the blood and qi, and deliberately let it go, sweep away delusions, and remove turbidity. The foundation is laid, and the limbs are like rocks. The thought of death is throbbing.

After all, he was still reckless this time, but Li Bingyang fell not lightly, about two or three minutes, Li Bingyang got up from the ground, and the injuries were only some skin injuries, but his whole person was thrown like this, and now he only feels that his muscles are sore.

Li Bingyang walked up to Wu Lao: "Thank you Wu Lao's men for your mercy, I know it's wrong!"

"Yo! You kid still knows that my subordinates are merciful, if I don't change my fist and grasp, you can still stand up now, how about it, I shoot the bow left and right like an eagle, are you still satisfied?"

Li Bingyang was stunned for a moment, and thought to himself: "I didn't expect to be really merciful, I'm polite! It's okay, it's okay. ”

Of course, he couldn't see that the old man had changed his fist and grabbed it, otherwise he would have been able to block it.

"Do you know what it means to shoot an eagle with a bow left and right?" the old man asked when he saw that Li Bingyang didn't react.

But Li Bingyang was a freshman and hadn't learned fitness qigong yet, so he naturally shook his head and didn't know anything.

The old man was blindfolded, he was flattering the blind man, and he wasted a lot of effort: "This is the action in the Baduan Jin, how do you think my old man practiced now?"

"I'm sorry, Elder Wu, I'm willing to learn, and please teach me. Li Bingyang hurriedly admitted his mistake, what the young man asked for was power, and when he was old and frail, he would do it every day in the morning and at night, where else did he need any power, only to understand that physical health is the most important thing, and he could live to the age of eighty-two safely, relying on this useless Baduanjin.

"If you want to practice, if you want to practice, wait!" the old man spoke, yawned, lay down in the rocking chair and closed his eyes, and gradually let out a slight exhalation, apparently asleep.

"Eh, Wu Lao fell asleep so soon?" Li Bingyang watched the old man fall asleep, but you said that it was okay to wait here, he still remembered that he had promised the old man that he would practice a thousand punches and five hundred legs every day. Since you have time at this time, you might as well squat on the horse and practice boxing, killing two birds with one stone without delay.

It was very hot in June, and it was not yet evening, so Li Bingyang was not worried that the old man would catch a cold.

Well, it's a wonderful idea, though. But the truth is very cruel, Li Bingyang was so tired that he couldn't squat down at all, he barely stood up and punched, but he didn't have any strength at all.

"Forget it, I'll practice it slowly!" He could only retreat to the next best thing, reluctantly practicing these things.

It was slowly getting dark, Li Bingyang stopped to practice boxing, and was thinking about whether to wake up the old man, when he saw the old man open his eyes.

The old man saw the sweat on Li Bingyang's head and frowned: "You don't look like you're waiting for sweat, right?"

"Elder Wu, I'll fight a few times when you are resting!" Li Bingyang replied in a regular manner, he is now smarter, he doesn't talk back to the old man, he doesn't interject, whatever the old man asks, he will say whatever he wants.

"Isn't it cool to fight? Isn't it you who had muscle soreness just now, practicing boxing is to strengthen the body, you see what you are doing, you say that your muscles are sore, and practicing Tai Chi and the like to recuperate your vitality is okay. You really don't know the suffering, now that your vitality is consumed like this, sooner or later something crooked and evil will entangle you. ”

The theory of gods and ghosts is this set again. As a good young man cultivated by the core values of socialism, Li Bingyang does not take it seriously in his heart, he is a staunch atheist. But the body has a long memory, and the mouth is obediently speaking.

"Thank you for your teaching, so are you resting now? ”

"Okay, okay, rest, you kid and I will learn better. Remember these eight sentences first, hold Tianli Sanjiao with both hands, and open the bow left and right like shooting eagles. Regulating the spleen and stomach needs to be done alone, and five labors and seven injuries need to look back. Shake your head and tail to get rid of the fire in your heart, and climb your feet with both hands to strengthen your waist and kidneys. Gather your fists and increase your strength, and your back will be full of diseases. These eight sections of brocade, if you memorize the mantra, the action will be more than half. ”