The so-called boiling snow means not forgetting to cook snow and drinking it back then, but not forgetting the meaning of the past. When Taizu fought the world, there was a cold winter, everyone was beaten scattered, hungry and thirsty, there was no way at all, so they could only boil snow water and drink, after Taizu hit the country, Fanqiao Mountain and others understood that the king can only share hardships and hardships, not the same wealth, so they took the initiative to resign, founded the boiling snow hall, so that the brothers who have lived in blood for many years parted ways, and bluntly said that Taizu, the boiling snow hall will never live up to the Ming Dynasty, and the Ming Dynasty can not bear the boiling snow hall! Taizu was unhappy at the time, saying that I gave you a big official, but you didn't do it, you had to go out and do what a bullshit hall master, Chang Yuchun and other generals also persuaded Fanqiao Mountain to dissolve and cook Xuetang to be a big official with them!

After hearing this, Eldest Sun Qi was stunned for a long time, and Fang said: "So you passed on this set of swordsmanship to me so that I can become a character like Ye Renchu one day?"

Qiao Zhen shook his head and nodded: "To tell you the truth, pass it on to you, with my selfishness, if you can cultivate diligently and become a peerless master, I will naturally be happy, after all, you are my apprentice! If I can teach a character like Ye Renchu, then even if I can't become Ye Renchu myself, it will not be in vain!"

The eldest grandson was stunned when he heard this, and said in his heart that if he finally succeeds in the future, it will all be thanks to this person, there is no doubt about this, but after all, this person was born in the Demon Sect, although kung fu itself is not about good and evil, but what will the people of the world think? At that time, I am afraid that in the eyes of others, he was just another demon who emerged under the training of the devil!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable, but then his chest was hot, and he said in his heart, what if others see it like that, I am still me!

Qiao Zhen slapped Changsun Qi with his backhand, and said angrily: "What is the stinky boy thinking nonsense, don't give me a hurry to practice!"

The eldest grandson Qi was stunned, took a deep breath, and immediately practiced the mountain-shaking gong according to the mantra passed on by Qiao Xu.

When Changsun Qi was practicing, Qiao Zhen swayed towards the mountains, and Changsun Qi didn't know where he went, every time he saw him come back, he was sweating profusely, and his body was covered with thatched gravel.

After seven days like this, Qiao Zhen finally stopped going out, he lay crookedly on the rock, as if he was tired, and as if he had completed one thing in his heart, his face turned gentle, not as murderous as before.

Zhenshan Gong is divided into nine layers, Changsun Qi started to practice from the first layer under the guidance of Qiao Chen, during which there were unclear points, Qiao Zhen explained them in detail one by one, Changsun Qi had not practiced the internal strength of the heart before, and when he practiced, his heart was always unable to be calm as water, and every time he was in the center of the episode, he always remembered his master whose whereabouts were unknown, and he did not make any progress in seven days!

After Qiao Zhen pointed a few days later, he found that the problem was not on him, so he slapped Changsun Qi in the face and said angrily: "Son of a bitch, why are you so unmotivated!"

Changsun Qi was slapped by this slap and had a splitting headache, he jumped up and looked at Qiao Xu, but saw him gasping and said: "I haven't lived for a few days, I didn't expect to accept such an unsuccessful apprentice as you before I died, you should commit suicide quickly, so as not to go out and insult my name in the future!"

Eldest Sun Qi was stunned and said, "I have never been able to restrain my mind!"

Qiao Zhen sighed and said: "There are no beauties here, who bothered you?" In this way, I will tell you another story, after you listen to it, you may be able to understand something!"

After all, Changsun Qi is a child's habit, and when he heard the story, he immediately became interested and hurriedly said, "What story?"

Qiao Zhen looked at the sky that was almost completely black and said, "This story is the last story." Back then, everyone in the world had great ambitions and fantasies about the twilight snow, but everyone knew that it was impossible to get these two treasures with them. But there are people who don't believe in evil, and as far as I know, there are at least two people in the world who are determined to win the snow in the twilight!"

Changle Street is located in a prosperous area, a row of dozens of antique shops, second-hand bookstores, tourists come and go in an endless stream, up to the princes and nobles, down to the peddlers and pawns, all linger around, head to ear. At the end of the street, there is a used bookstore with "Chunshan Fang", and there is a little scholar standing at the door, looking at the pedestrians on the street in a daze, Qiao Zhen walked straight in, and whispered to the boss of the counter: "Boss, let's talk about business." Looking at the mountains of calligraphy and paintings in the bookcase, Qiao Zhen hurriedly opened the package, showing the white flowers and silver, and said with a smile: "The kid worked hard to raise these silver taels, and the boss of the "Luo Shen Futu" will sell it!"

The bookstore owner saw Qiao Chen's look in a hurry, with a trilling tone in his tone, and he had doubts, could it be that the origin of these three hundred taels of silver ......is unknown?

When Qiao Zhen heard this, there was a sound in his head, followed by anger on his face, mixed with unwilling pain, the shopkeeper didn't seem to see Qiao Chen's face, and then said: "Qiao Gongzi, I'm really sorry for the tightness, let Gongzi disappoint, next time our store has Gu Kaizhi's true handiwork, I will definitely keep it for Gongzi......" Stop, a low cry came out of Qiao Chen's mouth, his right hand quickly buckled the shopkeeper's wrist, and said angrily: "You said that someone bought it a moment ago, aren't you playing tricks on me?"

"Really, how dare I lie to you, Young Master Qiao, open the door to do business, how could I push the God of Wealth sent to the door out?" The shopkeeper's wrist was pinched by Qiao Chen, and his expression became distorted, but he didn't dare to get angry.

Qiao Chen's hands tightened unconsciously, and the shopkeeper screamed in pain: "It's true, a quarter of an hour ago, there was a man with a foreign accent, about forty years old, who bought it with a thousand taels of silver tickets, and was accompanied by an entourage with a knife. After speaking, he looked at Qiao Zhen with pleading eyes...

He looked at the books on the bookcase with his eyes in a daze, and said secretly: "No, I heard the ancestor say that the secret contained in this "Luo Shen Futu" is rarely known in the martial arts, and the ancestor also learned from a retired senior, so the person who bought the painting must have bought it unintentionally......

I can't help but think of my own experience, since I was a child, my father did not hesitate, my mother died because of myself, my stepmother beat and scolded me, only doted on my own children, and my father only favored the eldest brother, so I wandered out every day, no one cared, this kind of loneliness without family affection is unimaginable, and I met the seriously injured ancestor by chance, and I was able to continue to live with my limited ability. When I first met the first teacher, I said that I had good roots and bones, and I was a seedling who practiced martial arts, so I taught myself the inner strength and heart method on the sickbed, and explained many martial arts such as knife technique, palm technique, and body technique with tree branches.