When the old man pulled Zhang San's hand, the three men had already seen it clearly, and at this time, they saw that Zhang San knocked his companion unconscious as soon as he exerted his strength, and he was just a stupid boy in the countryside, how could he come from such skills, the three of them knew that the old man was making a mistake from it, and they wanted to be angry but knew that they were not opponents, and for a while the three of them stood in place, looking at each other. However, one of them had a quick brain, remembering that everyone was in conflict with the old man to propose ten taels of tea money, so he hurriedly took out two large ingots of silver and put them on the table, and said: "Old man, this is your tea money, there are one hundred taels, we drank a total of six bowls just now, and the rest should be compensated for your old man and this little brother." After speaking, his eyes stared at the old man. The old man was not embarrassed, but said lightly: "It is naturally good for the guest officer to leave the tea money, please go slowly." When the men saw the old man say this, as if they had been granted amnesty, they led their horses and hurried away as if they had been able to escape with their wounded companions.

Zhang San saw a few people walking away, so he turned around and thanked the old man: "Uncle, it was thanks to you that I was able to repel that group of people just now." The old man nodded slightly, he saw that Zhang San was dignified, and polite and decent, he liked it very much, and pulled Zhang San to sit at a nearby table and chatted. Before I knew it, more than an hour had passed. Zhang San saw that the old man was kind and kind, and he talked a lot, and talked in detail about how he wanted to find Pei Manzhen, and he had no silver and no silver, and later met Chen Rongying's disappearance, and the old man stroked his beard and listened with relish.

After Zhang San finished speaking, the old man asked: "Since you know that Miss Chen was captured by a woman in purple, why didn't you chase after those men you saw just now?" Aren't they also wearing purple clothes?" Zhang Sanqi said: "Are they in a group?" "Silly boy, don't you think they are strange? The big man looks white and clean, speaks with a twisted demeanor, and is not dressed as a man or a woman, haven't you heard of Zizhu Palace?" Seeing Zhang San shaking his head, the old man continued: " This Zizhu Palace has a good reputation recently, but it is not a good reputation, and it is just a matter of picking flowers and obscene things. Most of the people in the palace are women, and even if they are men, they have to give up their male bodies to enter the palace. When I heard you mention the woman in purple, and when I thought of the dress of these people who were neither men nor women, I had already guessed nine times out of ten. ”

When Zhang San saw the old man say this, he wanted to get up and say goodbye, he thought to himself that since the other party was with the woman in purple, he could find Miss Chen if he caught up with them, but the other party had been walking for a long time and was riding a horse, so I was afraid it would be difficult to catch up again. While he was in trouble, the old man smiled and pulled him to sit down, and said, "You don't have to worry, one of them is injured, even if they ride a horse, they can't withstand the bumps, and they may not go too far." Besides, there was a small town ahead, and they would definitely stop there. Zhang San felt reasonable, and was about to get up and say goodbye, the old man laughed, and said: "You should be really acute, but just like this, I'm afraid it's not their opponent, besides, there are a few women in purple you haven't ......met" Speaking of this, the old man smiled again, Zhang San saw that he had something to say, and remembered that Shicai had helped him defeat the opponent, so he said respectfully: "Uncle, you have a unique skill, please teach me two hands, so as to use it against the enemy." The old man smiled and said, "Okay, I'll pass you a trick to help you rescue the young lady of the Chen family." ”

"A move?" Zhang Sanleng said.

"Why, one trick is too little, even if others beg me for three days and three nights, I may not be willing to teach, and besides, my trick is more than a trick!" the old man said a little dumbfounded.

"No, no, thank you, uncle, thank you. Zhang San thanked him again and again, and made several gestures one after another.

"Why, don't you kneel down and bow to the teacher?" the old man asked solemnly.

"Apprenticeship?" Zhang San was stunned, not that he was confused, but that he was new to the rivers and lakes, and he didn't understand these red tape at all, so he didn't know how to do this apprenticeship for a while. After thinking about it, I suddenly remembered that Pei Manzhen seemed to have told him that if he wanted to learn martial arts, he needed to worship a master, and it was an indispensable etiquette to kneel three times and bow nine times, and pour water and serve tea. At this time, the old man suddenly asked him to bow to the teacher, and he didn't know if he remembered it right, so he wanted to kneel down and kowtow. Before he could kneel, he was helped up by the old man, only to hear the old man laugh and say, "Silly boy, no need." Then he said: "Boy, you remember, the old man is happy with you when you pass on your kung fu, and besides, you only have one trick to pass you on, so you don't have to worship me as a teacher." I will teach you this trick, and you will come with me. With that, he pulled Zhang San and walked towards the nearby pine forest.

The two found a cool and secluded place, and the old man said to Zhang Sanzhengse: "You kneel down and make an oath, if you don't have my permission, you can't pass on my kung fu to others." Zhang Sanqi said: "Why?" "What why, silly boy, let you stand, you will stand, if you don't set up, the old man won't teach you." Zhang San was embarrassed: "If I find my sister in the future, she wants me to transfer it, my sister treats me so well, how can I refuse?" and said: "Uncle, I still don't learn, your old man doesn't teach me" The old man said strangely: "What are you doing?" Zhang San said: "If my sister wants me to teach in the future, I am sorry for her if I don't teach, and I am sorry for you if I teach." The old man laughed and said: "The silly boy has a good heart, and he really says that one is one." But even if your sister asks you to teach her, it doesn't matter, this trick doesn't have a deep internal strength to do skills, and you can't learn it if you want to. Let me ask you, is your sister's internal strength good?" Zhang San shook his head, and after thinking about it, he felt that it was wrong, so he didn't say that Pei Man was really good, so he nodded again. The old man laughed again when he saw it, and asked, "What kind of blade are you good at?" Seeing that Zhang San did not answer, the old man suddenly realized and said, "Look at your poor sourness, you can't afford to use a blade." He picked up a twig from the ground and said, "Look at it." As he spoke, he bent his right leg slightly, leaned forward, kicked his left leg back, and stabbed forward with his right hand holding the branch. The branch pierced a pine tree in front of him, and after a while, there was a click, and the pine tree broke in response.

Zhang San's mouth was so shocked that his mouth was round, he had heard Pei Manzhen say that martial arts masters could break a tree with a palm, a circle, and even a foot, but today was the first time he had seen someone use a branch to break a tree, and he really didn't expect that there would be such a great force under this thorn.

Seeing his surprised appearance, the old man snorted and said, "Do you know the mystery of this?" Zhang San shook his head, and the old man smiled a little proudly: "The realm of martial arts is the unity of characters, what you hold in your hand, what can you hit the target through your strength." Seeing that Zhang San seemed to understand whether he understood or not, he said: "Martial arts pay attention to the unity of qi and strength, my stab just now, at first glance, it is full of strength, but the discerning person knows that I only use three points of strength, and the other seven points are qi." At the moment, I performed the posture twice, and carefully explained the method of releasing internal strength and the way of developing momentum. Although he only taught one trick, it took him more than half an hour. Zhang San's martial arts are not high, but his internal skills are exquisite, and he can learn such simple moves at the beginning of his life, but his strength is profound, which is the most suitable. In fact, it is said that it is kung fu, but it is better to say that the old man taught him martial arts. After practicing hard at the moment, after more than an hour, I have already gained a great need. The old man said: "It really doesn't matter if you take this branch or not, you use your palm, fist, and fingers, as long as you follow the law, you can also defeat the enemy." Zizhu Palace's kung fu tricks are more false than real moves, and they are enemies, if you follow the other party, you have to follow their way, no matter how fast they are, they can't be faster. You think that after many false tricks, this one must be true, but he is still fake, and the next trick is fake, but he suddenly gives you a real one. Zhang San nodded repeatedly. The old man continued: "With their enemies, if you want to win, the only way is to ignore the other party's true or false, when he attacks, whether it is true or false, you only follow my method to do this trick, he sees that you are powerful, you have to parry back, just now I touched your palm, I know that your internal strength is good, those people are not your opponent at all, as long as he parries, then you can be shocked to pieces." But think clearly, you can only be empty-handed when people are empty-handed, and people will take the blade, be careful to cut off your hand. Zhang San nodded and asked, "Then what?" The old man's face sank and said, "Then, stupid boy, your muscles and bones are broken, and you want to do it?" Zhang San was very worried and said: "They can't stop it, aren't they going to kill people? Although they have done something wrong, they will not die." The old man shook his head and sighed, and said: "If I can send this trick or not, and I can't do what I want, how can I be called a ...... who is unique in the world" Speaking of this, the old man paused for a moment and coughed dryly. Zhang San pondered the tricks in his heart, but he didn't pay much attention to it, but just promised it. The old man said, "Don't you believe it? Then try it, you just greet me." Zhang Sanleng said: "How can that be done." The old man's face sank, and he said: "If you are told to fight, you will fight, can I still be injured by you?" Zhang San thought about it, pulled out the posture, learned the posture of the old man, and exhaled a punch. The old man shook away and scolded: "Haven't you eaten? Now that the old man said it, his face turned red, and he had to use all his strength to attack the old man. The old man saw that his playing style was messy, obviously he had never practiced martial arts, but he made sharp moves, and couldn't help but secretly praise himself: "It's a martial arts training material." Seeing Zhang Sanyi clapping his palm, he slapped his palm back. Zhang San saw that he had a palm and wanted to hide, but he was surrounded by the opponent's palm wind and couldn't dodge at all. When they pressed their palms against each other, they felt a strong force attack, pushing themselves backwards and hitting a tree. It is also strange to say, although the old man is powerful, he does not feel very uncomfortable, who knows that as soon as he got together, he heard the sound of the pine tree behind him, and his waist broke. The old man smiled and said, "Silly boy, do you understand?" Zhang San nodded and said happily: "I understand, I understand, the key to this move is to make a move very fast, so that the other party has no way to retreat, and there is no way to let go." The old man smiled, nodded, and said approvingly, "Well, you are really a good material." Then Zhengse said: "Your internal strength is good, but you don't understand the essence of martial arts, and you can't send and receive moves freely." You can't even do this with your own internal strength, let alone me teaching you this trick. Now that you know the subtlety of this move, you can practice it slowly. Come here, I'll teach you some ways to breathe and breathe first. Zhang Sanwei said yes, the old man sat cross-legged on the ground, and Zhang San sat down in the same way. The old man said: "The way of internal strength originates from the unity of heaven and man in Taoism, and I have a few proverbs here for you to remember." If you want to live forever, you must first abstain from sex, and the fire will not come out of the gods. Wood is still fire, and it is not ashes, and people can abstain from sex and prolong their lives. Greed is endless, forgetting essence, and the heart is constantly losing the original spirit. Labor dissipates the neutralizing energy, and I believe that he can protect this body. If the heart is too laborious, it will be exhausted, if the form is timid, if the spirit is greatly injured, it will be weak, and if the qi is greatly damaged, it will be destroyed. Sincerity is thinking about removal, and it is logical to cultivate oneself to go to troubles. Zhang San read it a few times and remembered it in his heart, but he didn't know what it meant. The old man said, "Before meditating, you must have a clear and empty mind and no distracting thoughts. At that moment, there were some more methods of breathing luck and Zhang San.