Chapter 751: Initiation

The stick technique of Longmen Temple in China is a must, the five-foot long and short eyebrow stick, the thousand-year-old inheritance, is known as the ancestor of the army's method, the name of the Longmen stick monk over the ages, is like thunder.

This monk Azhu was born in Longmen, and of course he used a good stick. Just now he fought with Wang Yue, and he was forced to retreat with one move, and he felt that his boxing skills were not as good as the other party, and now he wanted to go back to get the stick, obviously he also wanted to earn some face back on the weapon.

In fact, Monk Azhu's stick technique is indeed on top of his own boxing technique, a big stick in his hand, like a tiger with wings, unstoppable, and the essence of the secret transmission of the Longmen stick method.

At least Chang Zhenru knew that the reason why Ah Zhu was able to join Long Xiangwei as a monk and his status was transcendent, was because he relied on a Qi Mei stick to beat the wooden alley of Longmen Temple alive, so that he stood out among the countless masters and brothers.

His stick is like a big gun in Su Mingqiu's hand, as long as Su Mingqiu picks up the gun, then his danger will immediately increase tenfold! Killing people is like mowing grass!!

"Hey, I'm so embarrassed, the young man is arrogant. Wang Yue, if you can support the boat in your belly, you don't have to be as knowledgeable as him. The people who came out of Longmen in China are all like this, which really makes the two laugh. ”

Chang Zhenru watched Azhu's back disappear outside the gate, and couldn't help but turn around and smile bitterly at Wang Yue and Su Mingqiu, shaking his head again and again and sighing. The monks of Longmen have been in the deep mountains and old forests for a long time, and they have little contact with the outside world since they were a child, so most of them seem to be out of place with ordinary people after going down the mountain. Dealing with people and things is informal, and it is difficult to integrate into the normal social atmosphere in a short period of time.

This kind of person says that if it is good, it is the heart of a child, and if it is ugly, it is ignorant of the world!

However, in comparison, Wang Yue is actually similar to Ah Zhu, he speaks straightforwardly, and he is most afraid of trouble, so his impression of this person is not bad.

"It's okay, the people who came out of Longmen can be understood. ”

At this time, Su Mingqiu also nodded at Chang Zhenru on the side, indicating that it was okay. And in fact, with his identity and status, there is really no need to take a young man like Azhu too seriously. Although Longmen is famous, but for people whose kung fu has reached his level, it is just like that, and one day he will really be right, even if he attaches importance to it, he will not have the slightest fear.

At the same time, just as Aju turned to leave, he was also in Manchester, in an upscale apartment in the city centre.

A tall and sturdy middle-aged man in silk pajamas was standing in front of the huge transparent floor-to-ceiling window with a glass of red wine, quietly looking down at the world under his feet. After a long time, when a cloud on the horizon covered the sunlight that filled the room, he slowly withdrew his almost frozen gaze, took a sip of red wine, and turned to sit on the sofa behind.

"It's really unexpected! The dignified red dragon flag has such a day, and it is really a tiger falling in Pingyang. Once he loses power, he can't even keep his son at home. What's even more terrifying is that even an old guy like An Zaichun was actually beaten to death! It's so powerful, it's really amazing! I'm afraid that no one can imagine that the seventh master of the Su family, who was forced from China and was almost desperate, would lay such a big foundation overseas. He also taught this terrible apprentice ....... ”

"Thankfully, I didn't get involved too deeply at the beginning, and I got mixed up with the people of the Renaissance Society too early. However, now that such a thing has happened, I have to take countermeasures as soon as possible. Those people in Long Xiangwei are all treacherous and ghostly, and with the help of characters like Su Mingqiu, I can't handle it alone. The plan now is to get out as soon as possible. Since my surname Wen can escape from the encirclement all the way from China, it is like a dragon entering the sea, and trying to catch me back is like a fool's dream. ”

"Chang Zhenru, Chang Zhenru, even if you find such a powerful helper, I will never let you succeed! It seems that Xia Qinghan should also make a move, with such a good hostage in his hand, it would be a pity if he didn't have to come out. ”

The man who spoke, surnamed Wen, was the one who Chang Zhenru came all the way from China this time and tried everything possible to arrest him. It's just that no one thought that he would hide in a high-end apartment in the center of Manchester so generously.

"Come, prepare a car for me, I'm going to see your young lady now. The middle-aged man surnamed Wen sat on the sofa and thought about it for a while, his face couldn't help but change, and finally stood up, picked up the phone on the table and dialed a number.

At the same time, in the Lin family's manor in Manchester, in a garden with the style of a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, Song Chaoran, who was tall and jade, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, looked polite, and looked at a thin middle-aged man holding scissors at his cuffs, carefully trimming the branches and leaves of a peony flower in front of him.

This person, wearing a Tang costume and a straw hat on his head, occasionally turns his face sideways and can see a scar on the corner of his eye, the color is dark red, and it has been dragged down from the corner of his eye to the corner of his mouth.

"Do you mean, that Wang Yue has finally gone out? Or did he go to the shore of Omlai alone...... ”

"Yes, our people have been watching, this is the news that we just got. And as far as I know, after this Wang Yue killed Zhao Xun, the Zhao family also began to mobilize manpower. In addition, Xiuxiu has already set off to find Yan Sihai, plus a team of people from the blood shark who have just returned from West Africa, gathering in many ways, as long as we guide him properly, it will not be difficult to take this opportunity to kill him. ”

Song Chaoran smiled slightly. Although he is the fourth son of the Song family, one of the four major families on Bay Island in China, and his status among the younger generation is not low, he still does not dare to be careless when facing the middle-aged man with a scarred face in front of him.

Because this person was born in Hongmen, his name is Hun Sen, and he is the plenipotentiary representative sent by Hong Chengzong, the eldest young master of the Hong family, to deal with the affairs of his younger brother.

In a small valley, a small courtyard house, blue bricks and red tiles.

On the ground of Sanhe soil, under a tall persimmon tree, Yan Sihai was still squatting on the low wall of the flower bed as usual, smoking a dry tobacco pouch, opposite him, a woman sitting at this time was also Lin Xiuxiu, who rushed over as soon as he got the news.

And these two people are obviously old acquaintances, and they are not strangers when they meet.

Lin Xiuxiu took the tea leaves she brought and brewed a pot of tea, and put it on the low table between the two. The water vapor rises, and the fragrance of tea is overflowing.

"Fourth master, Xiuxiu remembered that you loved tea when you were a child. This is what I brought from home, please taste it. Lin Xiuxiu waved her hand lightly, poured a cup of tea with a teacup that was as thin as paper and white as jade, and handed it to Yan Sihai.

"Well, it's a frozen oolong. It's been years since I've seen such pure tea! Yan Sihai spat out a cigarette, gently knocked the copper cigarette pouch pot the size of a child's fist on the flower bed at his feet, and then took the tea in Lin Xiuxiu's hand, leaned under his nose and sniffed deeply, and couldn't help but show a little intoxicated look on his face.

However, he didn't drink the tea, but after smelling it, he put it back on the table in front of him!

"But this tea, not to your heart, Fourth Master? I remember that you used to drink this kind of tea the most?" Lin Xiuxiu blinked her eyes, her eyes full of puzzlement.

"It's not that I don't like to drink it, but I already quit this sip of tea five years ago, and if I don't drink it, I won't drink it for a long time. Yan Sihai looked at Lin Xiuxiu and smiled dryly, and began to fill his cigarette pouch with tobacco shreds.

"Oh, I didn't even drink tea, is there any explanation in this?" Lin Xiuxiu sat up straight and showed her interest just right.

"Yes, there must be some. Because I don't have enough time, in order to have nothing outside my heart, I have to endure the pain of cutting my love. Yan Sihai said lightly, and at the same time reached out and struck a match and lit the tobacco.

"Nothing outside the heart?"

When Lin Xiuxiu heard this, her eyebrows couldn't help moving, "So you've reached this point, Fourth Master?"

"It's hard to say, it's hard to say. Yan Sihai took a sip, spit out a puff of cigarette, and covered his entire face, hazy and vague, "We people who practice boxing, to put it bluntly, are actually the same as the Taoist priests in the past who opened the furnace for alchemy, there is no big difference, what lead, mercury, water and fire, green dragon and white tiger, the same one can correspond to the cultivation of boxing." It's just that life is short, and the time that can be seriously calculated can make us practice is really not much, but in this short time, we still have to waste time for many hobbies, and we will inevitably have to be distracted by other things, so that if we want to have no external things in our hearts, it is a very difficult thing! Fortunately, a few years ago, I repented, gave up this lifelong hobby, condensed my mind, and single-mindedly, so that I had some changes in myself, so that I could not make an inch of progress many years ago and regain my life. ”

Yan Sihai squatted on his thin body, squinting his eyes and talking. The words are full of emotion.

A master who has practiced kung fu to the point of being like him can no longer make the slightest progress by simply practicing hard. If you want to go further, you have to understand and make your mind pure again. And the things he is talking about now are actually the same as some of Wang Yue's feelings at the beginning. After practicing their respective boxing techniques and martial arts, combined with their own reality, they finally broke through the barriers and found a path that was only suitable for them.

From this point alone, we can know that this person's kung fu has really begun to "bring forth the new" to a certain extent.

Although the truth is so simple, there are very few people who can see through the doorway like the fourth master. Congratulations to the fourth master, you are considered to have entered the Tao. ”

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