Between the world and the earth, if the white horse passes through the gap, it is all of a sudden.

In the blink of an eye, years have passed.

A verdant bamboo forest, and there are bamboo shoots on the ground because of the rain just now, a piece of life.

A dark-skinned child struggled to chop a green bamboo half the size of an egg.

It was easy to breathe out, and a thick layer of calluses formed on his hands, obviously after a long period of hard work.

Bamboo is known to be a very tough plant.

Even a sturdy adult can be miserable if he uses his hands to cut bamboo.

There was not the slightest look of pain on the child's face.

Suddenly, the child stopped his hand, opened his mouth and spit out, his anger sank into the dantian, and the luck in his hand was actually a palm that condensed the essence of the whole body.

His target was the green bamboo he had just chopped.

The green bamboo was cut off in response.

The power of this drooping child's palm is terrifying.

The child's right hand was bloodied and his bones were misaligned, but his brow did not furrow.

Well, well, it was an old man who spoke out.

The old man was carrying a cyan bamboo cane.

A section of green bamboo turns, a monk who has entered the world, this old man is actually a Taoist person.

Come with me, and the Taoist will lead him into the cave.

There is a natural hot spring water in the middle of this cave.

Then he stripped him of a piece of clothing and let him into a hot spring.

Then he took out a black medicine bottle from his bosom and sprinkled it on the child's injured hand.

Ah, apparently it was extremely painful for the medicine to be applied directly to the wound, and the child actually screamed, and even showed the sharp tiger teeth in his mouth, which were unusual for ordinary people.

Soon the pain dissipated, replaced by a cool warm current.

This black bottle contains a miraculous golden medicine.

In the midst of this hot spring, the child felt so powerless that he leaned against the cave wall and fell into a deep sleep.

A word of the word, coughing gently, the corners of his mouth were actually bright red bloodshots.

This famous old man in the rivers and lakes has not withstood the tempering of the years after all.

Gently wiped away the blood with his hands, the green bamboo cane touched the ground, and slowly walked out of the cave.

At the end of the long wind, the sea of clouds is surging, and it is a scenery where the mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of buildings.

This nosy old man all his life turned out to be cold.

You can accompany the Jade Emperor on the top, and you can accompany the pastoral beggars on the bottom.

Closer to the warm fragrance of nephrite, abandon the rich and noble imperial power.

Talk about flowers, drink and relax, and indulge in wine and singing.

I have lived in a deep house compound and lie in front of the streets and alleys.

He wandered in front of the Senluo Palace, and also made a bull head and horse face.

Accompanied by the ancient Buddha of the green lantern, into the rolling red dust, but whenever there is injustice, try to help.

A green bamboo cane, stepping all over the land of China, this one-word hero, has finally entered the twilight of his life.

The mist was just rising, the night was getting cooler, and the old man with gray temples just watched the endless sky turn from gray to night.

There was no movement all night.

A touch of fish belly gradually floated in the sky, and with a slight cough, the young man in the cave also walked out.

His right hand did not have the slightest wound, and the whole person was refreshed, and compared with yesterday, the whole person was in a new state.

The Taoist still raised his eyes to the sky, and this night, the old man was like a sculpture, and it seemed that he had not moved.

A dragon elephant, from today onwards when you enter my door, you will kowtow to me three times.

Overnight, it seemed like ten years had passed.

The dragon elephant immediately fell to his knees without hesitation and slammed his head three times.

You swear that my life will be bright and upright, and I will be worthy of my heart, otherwise it will be difficult for me to make progress in martial arts in my life.

Long Xiang immediately swore that my life would be bright and upright, and I would be worthy of my heart, otherwise it would be difficult for me to make an inch of progress in martial arts in my life.

Okay, good, good, the word Taoist finally showed a smile.

But this smile does sound so bitter and vicissitudes.

Dragon Elephant, the way of martial arts attack and defense in this world is ever-changing.

In total, it can be roughly divided into three exercises, the so-called literary training method, martial training method, and horizontal training method.

The so-called literary practice is to practice emptiness, wukong, and emptiness.

The so-called martial arts training is to practice reality, material practice, and use reality.

The so-called horizontal practice is to practice horizontal, horizontal practice, and use horizontal.

Literary training is superior, horizontal training is inferior, and martial arts training is not advisable.

The foundation of martial arts is to kill the enemy, and the way of martial arts is self-cultivation. Cultivating both inside and outside martial arts.

You can choose to practice the dragon elephant by yourself, and let me know before the sun sets today.

The clouds on the horizon are rolling up, and the dragon elephant is also frowning deeply.

The shadow of the tree grew longer and longer, and the dragon elephant finally spoke.

Master, I choose to practice horizontally.

Yizi Daoren still frowned, and nodded slightly, without the slightest surprise.

Because he understands him as a disciple.

Long Xiang's choice today is just as he made back then.

The so-called cultural practice is like the palm of the gods, and it is said that it is difficult to meet opponents in the world when practicing to Dacheng.

But I have never heard of anyone who can reach the realm of such legends.

But what about horizontal practice, although it can't reach the realm of the ancients, but it is invincible for a while.

It's like an iron sand palm, not a legendary palm, but a palm can still break your legs.

On one side is the goddess who is far away in the sky, and on the other side is the girl who is close at hand.

There will always be hesitation in the choice, but the result will always be the same.

The Thirteenth Taibao is also practicing kung fu horizontally, and the golden bell jar that is practiced horizontally with one hand is also the law of the world.

Although the kung fu of horizontal training is strong, it takes day after day to work hard to acquire it.

In a small remote country, there is a horizontal practice of knee elbow method, with the knee elbow to hit the wood, day after day, over time, the knee elbow is as hard as wood, and even worse, under a blow to penetrate the wood and stone, with physical skills to win people.

Legend has it that in the unnamed year, there were good people who made flying knives, and the flying knives were not fake, and the middle ones were killed.

A scholar in the last days, who gave up literature and practiced martial arts, and practiced the method of flying knives, he had to live for a hundred years.

Long Xiang, you look at me to show me the kung fu of horizontal practice, and while speaking, the Taoist person actually took off the clothes on his upper body.

This emaciated-looking old man actually had a strong muscle.

The flesh was covered with scars, and if you ignored this face, it was clearly a young man in his twenties.

The word Taoist lifted his breath and lightened his body, and hit a pine tree with a palm, which was held by one person, and it was actually a palm out of the tree.

This simple palm has the power to destroy the withering and decaying.

Horizontal practice of kung fu, pay attention to a horizontal.

Thousands of tempers are horizontal, kung fu is practiced to the depths, and even more luck is invulnerable......

This is the way it is in this world, and there are things that exist and don't seem to exist.

Some monks chant sutras and worship the Buddha for the sake of the Buddha.

Some scholars have green books and ancient scrolls, for the sake of the Tao.

But no monk has ever seen a Buddha. No scholar has ever seen the Tao.

It exists, and it doesn't seem to exist.

Sometimes we insist on knowing that there is no existence, and we are united in knowledge and action.

Some people say that hard work pays off, but I think there is a more reasonable explanation.

I think it's called faith.