"If you can't help it, the old man can let you rest for a while. Zhang Chunfeng looked at Dao Chan who was kneeling on the ground, put his hands behind his back, and said with a smile.

At this time, Daochan was disheveled, his clothes were ragged, his whole body was full of flesh, and the shabby clothes on his body were full of blood, which made people look at it and couldn't help but gasp.

Daochan gritted his teeth, supported the ground with his hands, stood up shaky, glanced at Zhang Chunfeng coldly, and roared in a low voice: "What do you say, come again!"

Zhang Chunfeng smiled and began to swing his fist: "The old man was originally also a blacksmith, and before forty, the old man would only hammer iron. Although it is of little use, the daily charcoal burning, coupled with the hard work of smashing iron, allows the old man to have a strong physique. Fortunately, the old man's later martial arts entered the realm so quickly. Taoism says that the body is the largest treasury in the world, and it is true. Therefore, the old man teaches people to practice martial arts, and he will definitely beat it like pig iron, the so-called body is not healthy, and the foundation is unstable. Boy, take the punch. ”

Zhang Chunfeng's fist contained internal force, and he smashed down with a punch, Daochan pushed an arm with one hand, blocking Zhang Chunfeng's punch, only hearing the sound of bones breaking, Daochan clenched his teeth, and Zhang Chunfeng was very satisfied. Turning his fist into a palm, he grabbed Daozen's arm, lifted him up, raised his leg and kicked him in the chest, Daozen spurted out a mouthful of blood, rolled his eyes, and fainted.

Zhang Chunfeng looked at Daochan who had fainted and threw him on the ground: "Give him a stop bleeding and heal his wounds." ”

As soon as Zhang Chunfeng's voice fell, a few people came from the side and began to diagnose Dao Chan.

One of them was uneasy and whispered to Zhang Chunfeng, "Ancestor. ”

Zhang Chunfeng didn't speak, and glanced at the doctor who spoke. The doctor was so frightened that he hurriedly kept silent.

"If there is anything to say, just say. ”

Hearing Zhang Chunfeng's question, the doctor dared to continue: "Oh, that's the case, Ancestor, this son's tendons and veins are damaged, and his internal organs are also affected. If I continue to practice like this, I am afraid that my life will be harmed. You see, is it possible..."

"What can be?" Zhang Chunfeng glared at the doctor, who apologized again and again, and didn't dare to say anything more.

Zhang Chunfeng glanced at Dao Chan, and then said: "Don't care what the old man does, you just need to heal him, if this son has any three long and two short, you will cut it off by yourself." ”

As soon as these words came out, the doctors looked bitter on their faces, looked at each other, sighed, and went to discuss how to heal Dao Zen. For Zhang Chunfeng's words, they can only obey orders.

When Dao Chan woke up, Luo Qing sat beside him, her eyes red. Murong Yiwen stood aside, looking at Dao Chan with interest.

Daozen tried to get up, but found that he was covered in bandages and couldn't move. He glared at Murong Yiwen: "Bastard, why haven't you left yet?"

Murong Yiwen smiled: "These words really wronged me, I also want to leave, but your master won't let him go." Why don't you go and discuss it with the seniors, and I'll have to go back to Wantong Pavilion to resume my life." ”

"Get out!"

Daozen was angry, the wounds on his body were broken, and he grinned. Luo Qing saw that Dao Chan was in pain, and hurriedly held down Dao Chan: "Big brother, don't move, be careful of the wound." ”

Daochan looked at Luo Qing, and then grinned: "Don't worry, that old man is reluctant to let me die." Besides, since he wants to teach, the master will learn, and if he doesn't learn, he won't learn in vain. ”

"Uh-huh. Luo Qing wiped her tears and nodded.

Seeing that Luo Qing was so worried about herself, Dao Chan asked instead: "Tell my eldest brother, how are you doing in Broken Sword Mountain these days, and those blacksmiths didn't pull Xiao Qingzi to strike iron, right?"

Luo Qing sneered: "They want me to go, but I still don't go." Big brother don't worry about me, I'm fine these days. ”

"That's good, since people want to keep us, let's not be polite. What you want to eat, what you want to do, just bring it up, if they don't agree, you will make trouble, don't be afraid, who dares to embarrass you, the eldest brother will help you teach him a lesson. ”

Luoqing nodded.

Daochan slapped his forehead and asked Murong Yiwen, "Why did I only see the two of you, and I couldn't make sense?"

"Isn't it enough to keep the two of us here? I have already asked the people of Broken Sword Mountain to send the people of Broken Sword Mountain down the mountain, after all, there are many inconveniences in Broken Sword Mountain, and it is not appropriate for too many people to know about Zhang Chunfeng's affairs. Murong Yiwen said slowly. Hearing that he had already gone down the mountain, Dao Chan was relieved, he couldn't trap everyone here because he was alone, although Murong Yiwen was not worried, presumably Murong Yiwen wanted to go, no one would stop him, the reason why he stayed here was nothing more than because Luoqing had no one to take care of him, and he couldn't rest assured.

Daozen lay on the ground, thinking that the days he had come these days were really difficult, worse than when he was captured by Mangzi to be a slave. The only difference is that you don't have to worry about whether you will survive until tomorrow every day.

Although Zhang Chunfeng wanted to teach him kung fu, after so much time, Zhang Chunfeng didn't teach him anything at all. The only thing he did was to be beaten by Zhang Chunfeng every day. Zhang Chunfeng swung his fists with internal force again and again, whipping himself every day. Dao Chan already knows that Zhang Chunfeng will take the strength just right, but after all, it is the land fairyland, that punch is completely different from the ordinary martial arts, although its appearance is not good, so powerless, it can hit Dao Chan, like thunder and drums, so that Dao Chan is in pain.

Even if Zhang Chunfeng would find someone to heal him afterwards, he would not be given a day's respite during this period, and then he was beaten repeatedly and repeatedly.

"Alright, it's useless for you to be here, let's go back first. Daozen looked at Luoqing. If Zhang Chunfeng hadn't threatened Luoqing's life that day, he would have fought hard with that old guy a long time ago, how could he swallow his anger and suffer this crime.

"Half stunned, take care of Xiaoqingzi for me, if she has any three longs and two shorts, the account between you and me is not a few meals. Murong Yiwen knew that Daochan was telling the truth, and they fell into the hands of the barbarians as slaves back then, but because one of them was betrayed, one of them was stabbed to death by the barbarian, and Daochan beat the boy several years older than them to death with his fists that night.

"Don't worry. ”

Watching Murong Yiwen and Luo Qing leave, Dao Chan adjusted his breath and inhaled and exhaled regularly again.

"Who taught you this "Eighteen Stops"?" Zhang Chunfeng's voice sounded in the cave.

Daozen exhaled a turbid breath: "My master." ”

Zhang Chunfeng didn't speak again, the master he said that day was not a simple person, and he was not joking. When he saw Dao Chan for the first time, he saw that although Dao Chan was not in the realm of martial arts, he had a deep foundation, and he was no worse than those martial artists in the Huangting realm who were eager to improve their realm. When Daozen shoots, the movements are simple and there is no peculiarity in the changes, but the punch brings the wind and contains strength, which can be said to be the essence of punching and kicking.

And his breathing method, Zhang Chunfeng is no stranger, as he said, called "Eighteen Stops". Anyone who practices boxing knows that if a person wants to exercise the physical body, then the breath is the most important. Between breathing, it is the time when the internal force of the dantian is walking, and if you want to control the internal force in your body at this time, you must rely on the breath. The more subtle the method of breathing, the more internal force can be used to walk throughout the body, forming the momentum of Zhou Tian, which is endless. As the folk saying goes, "practice a breath inside, and train muscles and bones outside." "Some masters have made moves, why they become more and more courageous and have no decline, it is because of that breath.

Some martial artists also turn this move into a move, just like the "Great Sanskrit Sound" in Buddhism, which can deceive people's hearts, shatter the enemy's flesh and bones, and kill people from a distance of ten miles. "Eighteen Stops" is unknown among ordinary martial artists, and probably few people can recognize it. Except for Daozen, Zhang Chunfeng has only seen one person use it, and that person is a Taoist priest. The realm of that Taoist priest is so high that I am afraid that even Emperor Feng has not been able to reach it, but the Taoist priest is dedicated to cultivating the Tao, not asking about the affairs of the rivers and lakes, and not fighting for the level of martial arts.

"You don't want to practice martial arts with me, why do you still agree to me? Is it because of that scholar, or because of that female doll?" Zhang Chunfeng sat on top of the bluestone, carrying a pot of wine.

Daochan watched Zhang Chunfeng drinking, and was really greedy: "It's so boring to drink alone, and the juniors come to accompany the seniors to drink two sips." ”

Zhang Chunfeng looked at the wine jug in his hand, laughed, shook his hand, and threw the wine jug to Dao Chan, Dao Chan caught the wine jug, raised his head and took a sip, smacking his lips, enjoying it very much.

Since Dao Chan came here, he has never seen Zhang Chunfeng out of this cave, although sometimes he can't feel Zhang Chunfeng's breath, it's just because he deliberately hides it, it seems that Zhang Chunfeng's statement that he is imprisoned here is not wrong at all.

"Do I have a choice?" said Daozen casually.

"Nope. ”

"Then why did the seniors ask so much? If you don't have a choice, why don't you learn?"

"That's right. Boy, since you have already practiced martial arts with me, the old man has something to tell you. The old man has not officially accepted an apprentice in his life except for you. ”

"I'm not your apprentice either. ”

Zhang Chunfeng continued: "Except for you, although the old man does not have a formal disciple, there are still three people who are half apprentices. I taught him boxing and kicking for five years, but he was short-sighted, like the old man back then, he was obsessed with being the first in the world, and he didn't know how to reflect, although he also reached the realm of earth immortals, but the martial arts stopped there. There is another person, it was the old man who gave me half a bowl of gruel when his hungry eyes were dizzy, and I passed on his four tricks. The last person, who the old man didn't want to mention, joined the court and became a janitor's dog. So, if you have the opportunity to do something with them in the future, you can do it for nothing. ”

"Why? Although you taught the skill, it was also learned by others based on their own ability, so why should their kung fu be abolished?"

Zhang Chunfeng looked at the lake with deep eyes: "Because the path that the old man has taken in his life is wrong, I don't want them to be like the old man again." The old man also taught them kung fu on a whim, but now it seems that he doesn't know whether it is right or wrong. ”

After so many days of getting along, Dao Chan and Zhang Chunfeng have spoken casually: "Old man, is it true that one day, someone will come to me and say that your brain is muddy again, and you regret teaching me martial arts, and then abolish my martial arts?"

Zhang Chunfeng closed his eyes and stopped talking.

The next day, before Dao Chan woke up, Zhang Chunfeng grabbed him and punched him. Daozen's mind was clouded, and he raised his hand to greet him.

"It's easy to practice fists and feet, but it's hard to practice. The old man didn't beat you just to exercise your body. Every time you take a punch, you have to experience the punch intent, technique and force. The so-called heaven and earth have a square circle, and practice martial arts to transform heaven and earth. The old man has been beating you for three months, and how much you can understand depends on your understanding and luck. Don't try to see with your eyes, it's people who believe too much in what they see that they lose sight of what really matters. ”

"This trick is called Immortal Fuding. Zhang Chunfeng shouted, turned his fist into a palm, and pressed lightly on Dao Chan, Dao Chan only felt that his body was like an electric shock, and his legs and feet were about to kneel on the ground as soon as his legs and feet were weak, Dao Chan slowly closed his eyes, he didn't care about the pain in his body, and felt a trace of nothingness.

Zhang Chunfeng saw that Dao Zen had an understanding, and then clapped his hands again: "The immortal will help the Ding again." As soon as the words fell, Zhang Chunfeng grabbed Dao Chan's shoulder, lifted him up, and reached out to do it again, this time Dao Chan's feeling was clearer, and he held back the blood in his throat.

"Come again!"

Zhang Chunfeng concocted it in the same way, Dao Chan spurted out a mouthful of blood, Zhang Chunfeng waved his sleeves, and the blood spilled elsewhere. Daozen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "It's really interesting." ”

"Oh?" Zhang Chunfeng smiled slightly: "Give me a punch to try." ”

Daochan propped up the wall, stood up with difficulty, and looked at Zhang Chunfeng: "Immortals support Ding, why do you need to move?"

As he spoke, he waved his big hand and slapped it against the wall, but nothing happened to the wall, but Daozen had already fainted. Suddenly, there was a splash on the surface of the lake, and a huge rock fell from the top of the cave.

Zhang Chunfeng nodded with satisfaction.