Hong Qigong asked Ding Yu with a smile: "What a little monk, it turned out to be a Shaolin monk, where did you learn a set of weird boxing techniques to fool my old man?"

Ding Yu shook his head and said: "The eyes of the Seven Princes are the same, the poor monk does have Shaolin martial arts, but he is not a Shaolin monk. At that moment, he told Hong Qigong about the fire foreman Tuo's reversal of Shaolin's opening of the King Kong Gate, and then he did not even hide how he became a traitor to the King Kong Gate.

Hong Qigong was amazed, and after sighing twice, he changed his words and asked, "Little monk, are you willing to be vulgar?"

Ding Yu had already guessed a little bit of Hong Qigong's intentions, but he still did not change his original intention, and said: "King Kong Gate is kind to the little monk, and the little monk cannot change his identity until he pays off this favor." ”

Hong Qigong sighed: "It's a pity! With your talent and understanding, if you are willing to join the beggar gang...... Ding Yu knows that as long as he nods at this time, he will immediately become the personal disciple of the northern beggar, and the eighteen palms of the dragon descending are nothing more than things in the bag, maybe you can covet the dog stick. But he had already decided not to join his faction until he paid off the kindness of Vajramen, so he could only thank Qigong for his kindness. However, he also added: "Brother Guo Jingxian and Sister Huang Rong, one is resolute and indomitable, and the other is amazingly talented and smart." What's even more rare is that both of them have a chivalrous heart, and they are really beautiful and talented. ”

Hong Qigong was happy, he said: "I thought that only that little girl would treat that stunned boy as a treasure, but I didn't expect you to look down on him too!"

Ding Yu said: "I once heard an Oriental talent named Kishimoto Qishi say that hard work is also a talent. The little monk thinks so, in my opinion, Guo Jingxian is a genius of hard work. Ding Yu said this is not against his will, he has always believed that stupid people who work hard are often more likely to succeed in martial arts than smart people who do not work hard. Because martial arts is not a skill that only uses the brain, practicing or even comprehending a certain move does not mean that it can be used at a critical moment. It's like catching a teacup, anyone who has never practiced martial arts can do it, but few people can reach out and catch it at the moment when they accidentally knock over the teacup. People who can do it are not "kung fu", but "have kung fu", this kind of person has already practiced kung fu to the body, a little bit of a wind and grass, no need to go through the brain, the body will naturally react; instead of seeing the teacup overturned like ordinary people, thinking that I want to catch it, and then reaching out to catch it, at this time the teacup has already fallen to the ground and broken.

A smart person practices a set of boxing techniques, maybe three or five times, and then his mind is put elsewhere. However, there is still a big distance between this "practice meeting" and the "upper body of boxing". Maybe in the future, after this smart person makes a move with someone else and is knocked to the ground, he will suddenly realize in retrospect: In fact, I was able to turn defeat into victory with this trick just now, why didn't I remember it?

The stupid man is different, the same set of boxing, the stupid man may practice hundreds of times in his mind has not remembered, but when his brain remembers, his body has formed an instinctive reaction, others punched, the brain did not think of what to do, the body reacted first, knocked the opponent down, maybe at this time he himself is still wondering: why was he knocked down by me?

It is also hindsight, but in it is the difference between defeat and victory, death and life.

Ding Yu has always believed that Guo Jing is this kind of persevering stupid person, so later his martial arts can surpass the talented Huang Rong and become one of the top masters in "Shooting the Condor" and "The Condor".

Hong Qigong's generation of martial arts masters, this truth will only be clearer than Ding Yu, but the time he has been in contact with Guo Jing is still short, and Ding Yu's performance is too amazing, he didn't notice it for a while, and now as soon as Ding Yu said it, he had a little meaning in his heart, but his face was silent, and he scolded with a smile: "The little monk is not very old, but he knows a lot of people, even Orientals." ”

Ding Yuxin said: I know more Oriental women, Sister Yui, Sister Yai, Teacher Kyoka, and Aoi Division...... Alas, I'm afraid I can only dream goodbye in this life!

I only heard Hong Qigong continue: "Since you don't want to be my disciple, my eighteen palms of dragon descent can't be passed on to you." However, you let Lao Zhaohua see a set of foreign boxing methods, but Lao Zhaohua can't do without returns. I think that the Shaolin Temple's Vajra Prajna palm is actually a very good martial arts, and if you practice it, you won't necessarily lose to my palm, but it's just that there is no internal strength and luck method, which is not powerful. If you meet a Shaolin monk in the future, try to compete with him with this palm technique to see if Lao Zhaohua can suppress Shaolin, hahaha~"

Ding Yu was overjoyed when he heard this, and immediately thanked him: "Thank you for the generous gift of the Seven Princes!"

Hong Qigong waved his hand and said, "What kind of gift, we will exchange it fairly." You invite me to eat barbecued pork, I will teach you a trick Kanglong has regrets, you let me see all the way to the boxing technique, I will return you a set of palm techniques. Lao Zhaohua does not suffer losses, nor does he take advantage!"

The two returned to the pine forest, Guo Jing was still tirelessly beating the pine tree, but it had made a lot of progress compared to before, and when Huang Rong came to deliver the snack, he happened to see him break a small pine tree with one palm. The two of them were extremely happy, and Hong Qigong also praised it in his heart: in a few hours, he would practice a trick to Xiaocheng - the little monk was right - this stunned boy was really a hard-working genius!

Huang Rong rolled her eyes, holding the food box in one hand, and pulling Hong Qigong's sleeve in the other: "Qigong, you taught him so well, if he wants to bully me in the future, I won't be able to beat him!

Hong Qigong smelled the aroma coming from the food box, where did he still have the ability to resist, and immediately passed Huang Rong's set of "Easy Boxing", and did not avoid Guo Jing and Ding Yu. However, neither of them tried to learn, firstly, because the number of paths did not match, and secondly, both of them knew the truth that greed could not chew too much. Hong Qigong saw it in his eyes, and his satisfaction with Guo Jing added another point.

Early the next morning, Guo Jing came to the pine forest again and couldn't get along with the pine trees, while Ding Yu practiced the internal strength of the dragon elephant in the room. After these days of practice, he felt that the realm of the fourth layer had been stabilized, and he was ready to pick a time to take ginseng to attack the fifth layer. At this time, he suddenly heard Guo Jing's shout: "Brother Monk, Rong'er, the wicked man of the palace is here again!" He hurriedly ran out of the inn, only to see Liang Ziweng chasing Guo Jing with a few disciples, Liang Ziweng said viciously: "Stinky boy, if you don't explain the whereabouts of my treasure snake, you don't want to leave here today!" Huang Rong jumped out of the kitchen, looking very excited, she had learned a new set of boxing techniques, and she was worried that there was nowhere to show it, so someone sent it to the door, so she shouted while facing Guo Jing: " Brother Jing, don't panic, let's deal with this old man together!"

Ding Yu was amused in his heart, but this was the trouble he caused, and he was about to step forward to send Liang Ziweng away, but before he could move, he heard someone behind him say: "Let's slow down and help, let the two little dolls and that old man have two tricks, and see what they can gain in the next two days." He looked back, and it turned out that Hong Qigong had sat on the roof of the inn at some point.

Ding Yu kicked three times on a pine tree next to him, turned around and grabbed the eaves and pressed it, and his body took advantage of his strength to go up to the roof. Hong Qigong pointed to the pine tree that was shaking and said: "Your external skills are good, but your internal strength is a little worse, and your light skills are a mess!"

Ding Yu himself is not embarrassed, but he can't do it, it is naturally nondescript to use the internal force of the dragon elephant to perform the true golden goose skill, but this is the only light gong method he can practice at present; He asked with a shy face, "Why don't you pass on a superior light skill to me in the Seventh Gong?"

Hong Qigong didn't look back and said: "If you are willing to carry a few sacks on your back, I will pass you on one door immediately." ”

Ding Yu smiled, stopped mentioning this stubble, and sat down to watch Guo Jing and Liang Ziweng fight.