The left hand draws a square, the right hand draws a circle, and the mind is used for two purposes. This requires one mind to guard the inside and the other mind to guard the outside. This is not so difficult.
Jing Zhou thought to himself: "Could this be one of the Four Nine Heavenly Evolutions that escaped? Other martial arts, whether they are Yi Jin Jing or Xiantian Kung Fu, all require very high qualifications. The smarter a person is, the higher his understanding and cultivation level will be. The faster it rises, the more the Dugu Nine Swords will purely depend on understanding."
"These people who are fighting each other are doing the opposite. The lower the qualifications, the more stupid they are, the more stupid they are to practice. The more stupid and stupid they are, the smoother they are to practice. Think about it, Xu Zhu, Yue Laosan, and Lao Denuo Such people can carry forward this skill!"
It's a pity that Xu Zhu got the wrong master. The Kung Fu of the Xiaoyao School has very high requirements on understanding and vision.
Xu Zhu has inherited the combined skills of Xiaoyao and Xiaoyao for more than two hundred years, but he can only bully people like Ding Chunqiu, and even defeat Jiumozhi. What would happen if he took the old naughty boy as his teacher. . .
Seeing that Jing Zhou was silent, the old naughty boy asked anxiously: "Brother, how are you? It's fun to fight each other. How about you show the old naughty boy the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon?"
Jingzhou sighed helplessly and said with a pity look on his face: "Old naughty boy, it's fun for you to fight each other, but Master, I'm extremely talented and can't learn it!"
If God doesn't reward this meal, what can Jingzhou do? Is it possible that his qualifications could get worse?
Zhou Botong was unwilling to give in. He pulled Jingzhou and said, "The old naughty boy wants you to be your teacher. How about you teach me these two skills?"
Jingzhou shook his head and said: "No, no, I don't have the habit of accepting apprentices. This apprentice is a nuisance and causes trouble for the master from time to time. If the apprentice is bullied, the master can't just ignore it, right? If he does, he can't avoid it. Is that okay? This master is a high-risk profession. If one day I have had enough, it will not be too late to take on another apprentice."
Zhou Botong let go of Jing Zhou, fell to the ground and rolled around, pulling at his beard randomly and crying loudly. It was more uncomfortable than the death of his senior brother. He even muttered: "I will be your apprentice, I will definitely do it." I won’t cause trouble for you, so what are you afraid of! You have so many worries and refuse to accept an old naughty boy as your disciple, you must think I am too old..."
"I don't care, I will accept you as my teacher! If you don't accept the old naughty boy as your apprentice, I won't get up!"
Sure enough, a crying child is fed by milk. Jingzhou was frustrated by this guy's mischief, so he had to change the subject and said: "Old naughty boy, the tricks you use with your hands are completely different. If you are fighting with someone, wouldn't it be equivalent to Two people fighting one person? Although the internal strength has not increased, it has taken advantage of the tricks. Your Kung Fu is probably more powerful than the Yang Finger and the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!"
"No matter how powerful Huang Yaoshi and Hong Qigong are, they can't beat two old naughty boys. You can fight each other left and right, so you are already better than me, so why do you need to worship me as your teacher? At this time, you are already the best in the world!"
Zhou Botong had previously thought of this method of fighting each other, but it was just boring. He only thought of it as fun, but he never thought that he could fight with others. Now when Jing Zhou nudged him, he jumped up from the ground and slapped him. He raised his head and laughed: "Hahaha, yes, yes, my old naughty boy can't beat Huang Laoxie alone, but two of them can definitely beat him to the point of peeing!"
"Although Lao Beghua's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms are powerful, they can't compare to the Three Flowers Gathering Palm and Kong Ming Fist. Who else in the world can beat the old naughty boy? Yes, now I am the best in the world. !”
At this time, Zhou Botong was no longer afraid of Huang Yaoshi. He went straight out of the cave and stood outside with his hands on his hips and laughing loudly. In the past, he was afraid that Huang Yaoshi would come here to embarrass him. Now he just wanted Huang Yaoshi to hurry up. Come here so that you can beat him up and get rid of the bad anger in your heart.
After laughing for a moment, he scratched his beard again and said, "You're lying. The old naughty boy couldn't beat you just now even though he was fighting with each other. How could he be the best in the world? No, no, no, no, no, no, two old naughty boys, Huang Lao You can't defeat evil, you...have you reached the level of senior brother?"
Jing Zhou shook his head and smiled: "How is that possible? You can't beat me because you didn't use all your strength. I happen to be quite familiar with the Quanzhen sect's kung fu. In this way, I have the advantage and you have the disadvantage. If you really want to fight, Come, I'm afraid I'm looking for someone who can't beat two old naughty boys. Old naughty boy, you are number one in the world now!"
The old naughty boy is born to make mischief. He has the nature of a child without losing his innocence. When he heard Jing Zhou's words, he first nodded and thought about it, and then burst into laughter: "That's right, that's right. Now the old naughty boy is number one in the world!"
Zhou Botong jumped to a peach tree, pinched a flower, and put it on his head. Zhou Botong jumped to Jingzhou's side, and with a grimace on his face, he said angrily: "How about it, does the old naughty boy look good?"
After holding it in the cave for fifteen years, when he came out of the cave, his mind was filled with how to play and what fun it was. He stopped shouting about beating Huang Yaoshi. When he saw a few butterflies in the flowers next to him, he jumped again. He walked over, fluttered the butterflies with both hands, and shouted: "Good brother, how about we play catching butterflies and see who can catch more?"
Only then did Jingzhou understand why in the later stages, the old naughty boy was the best in the world.
Even if he has not practiced innate skills, this character alone fits the Taoist state of mind of inaction.
Who in the right mind would do this?
A man who is dozens of years old is actually doing the things that Nezha and Nezha did!
For example, in the Yi Jin Jing, the practice must be able to break through the self-image and the human image, and there must be no distracting thoughts in the heart. Only a handful of Shaolin practitioners have been able to achieve this in the past thousands of years.
"Old naughty boy, you actually came out!" Huang Yaoshi's voice, filled with deep inner strength, came from a distance.
But it was Huang Yaoshi who wanted to share what he had learned with Jingzhou. When he saw that he was not there, he guessed that he was looking for the old naughty boy and rushed over himself.
Several hundred meters away, he saw a man with a full beard and a savage-like appearance jumping around among the flowers. Who could he be if it wasn't Zhou Botong!
This puzzled him greatly. He had been fighting with Zhou Botong for more than ten years. At first, he wanted to seize the Nine Yin Manual, but later he wanted to fight with Zhou Botong. He was already conceited and did not believe that he could not defeat Zhou Botong. Force it out.
Only more than ten years later, old Zhou Botong was still able to hold himself in the cave, never stepping out of the cave except to urinate and defecate.
Huang Yaoshi didn't expect that Zhou Botong would come out on his own at this time!
Zhou Botong raised his buttocks, farted loudly at Huang Yaoshi, and said loudly: "Haha, Huang Laoxie, you came just in time, the old naughty boy is not afraid of you now, I will beat you till you pee! "
Jingzhou turned his head and held his breath. This old naughty boy really did things that adults wouldn't do!
As the saying goes, a stinky fart doesn't make a sound, a loud fart doesn't stink, but Zhou Botong's fart was both smelly and loud!
Huang Yaoshi snorted coldly: "Zhou Botong, Huang really wants to see how you have improved over the years!"
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Chapter 157 You are already number one in the world
