Tang Zhao came back from practicing his footwork and did not encounter any provocation, as usual.
Thinking about it, even if there are small actions, the results will not be so immediate. It will probably take a few days.
Tang Zhao met Wei Changle again. Wei Changle was packing his things and said that the Prosecution Department had accepted him and would send him to the training camp soon. He was in a good mood when he said this, and it was obviously a good thing to be away from Black Spider Villa.
Tang Zhao was also happy for him and did not mention the turmoil in the vineyard. He only agreed to meet the inspector one day.
Wei Changle gave him a large bag of mugwort and said: "There has been a raging undercurrent in Black Spider Villa recently, and there is a little fire in the front yard. Even though we are small people, we have to be on guard at all times. Burning this can release insects, such as spiders and so on. It will be smoked in the morning and evening. Xun, prevent others from doing anything while you are away."
Tang Zhao thanked him, thinking that everyone knew that the fire was about to start, and he wondered if he could hold the lid of the pot of boiling soup down for the remaining few days.
Turning around, Tang Zhao burned the mugwort in the room, smoked out some mosquitoes, and then followed Guan Lei to continue pushing the stone.
After a night of diligent practice, Tang Zhao had mastered the footwork firmly and demonstrated it to Guan Lei first.
Guan Lei remained silent, with no expression on his face. After a while, he said: "Since you remember it, then practice your skills."
Sleight of hand? Or push a rock?
Not pushing, but sucking.
If you attach your energy to your hands and suck it onto the stone, it will stick to the stone, and even your feet won't touch the ground, and your body will be supported by suction alone.
Guan Lei explained that only the Qi Jin generated by Yili Jin has such an effect.
There is a name called "ant attached".
The direction of the force exerted by Yifu was opposite to usual, which was very difficult. It took Tang Zhao two days to be able to switch freely between push and pull.
Guan Lei watched from the side without commenting.
Being able to skillfully breathe in and out of energy, the last move is... pushing the stone.
This time, push with one palm. When pushing with one hand, remove the other hand. The force of the pushing hand should be steady, and the movement of the withdrawing hand should be quick and light. When the hands are exchanged, the movements should be more agile, with different angles of force. Swallowing and vomiting, various changes. This push and pull back and forth hides a palm technique in it, and then cooperates with the footwork and breathing rhythm to finally form a complete martial arts.
"Ants move mountains".
Simple and unpretentious, the advanced palm skills are so simple and unpretentious.
It took Tang Zhao five days from practicing footwork on the first day to finishing learning the palm technique.
Of course, you just have learned all the movements, and the real practice begins from this moment. A good martial arts can be practiced for ten, twenty or even a lifetime. The more you practice, the better and better you become, and the more you practice, the more pure you become, and finally reach the state of perfection.
However……
Guan Lei witnessed the whole process of Tang Zhao learning the palm technique from scratch in the past five days. His face was calm and he put on a high-end and unpredictable demeanor. When he returned to the lower place, he couldn't help but doubt his life.
"Is there really such a genius in the world?"
"How difficult can you learn the key points in a day or two?"
"Do you feel like a different person when you wake up in the morning?"
"Is this still a human being?"
This Ant Moving Mountain Palm is not an ordinary palm technique, but a complete secret kung fu. From moves to footwork to breathing, it is all unique. It can even be used to suppress gangs. If a disciple of the Five Poison Society wants to learn this palm technique from Guan Lei, it will take at least three years, not to mention the basic skills of Yi Lijin, just in terms of moves, three months to learn it is not bad.
Guan Lei knew that Tang Zhao had a good understanding, so he planned to use the time and the remaining half month to teach this palm technique completely. No matter whether it was used this time or not, it would definitely be used for the rest of his life. Otherwise, it would be better to just teach the basic boxing technique. .
But learning it in five days was too challenging for Guan Lei's common sense. Moreover, it was not a matter of swallowing it all, but learning the next step after each step was done solidly. On the sixth day, Tang Zhao's palm skills could be completed in one go.
Guan Lei always felt like he was dreaming.
If this is genius, the appearance of this genius is too plain and simple.
Don't blame him for being confused, how did he know that there are so many ways to cheat in the world.
Yes, Tang Zhao no longer uses the auxiliary mode, he uses double speed mode.
Every night, he got into the jar to find Ping Jiangqiu and spent extra time practicing.
As Ping Jiangqiu said, canning time and aged flavor, you will know what is good after you taste it, and I am not afraid that you will not come.
Although Ping Jiangqiu's world of jars is deserted, it is really a big treasure house, with a wide space, abundant time, and all kinds of resources. Although they had only known each other for a few days, the two were still at the stage of telling stories to each other and did not have a close relationship with each other. Tang Zhao would not accept any resources shamelessly, but Ping Jiangqiu devoted a lot of time to him in order to keep him longer, and he was not stingy. . Tang Zhao had already enjoyed huge benefits without knowing it.
With time, Tang Zhao can practice palm and sword practice. The place is open and no one will disturb him. The magic weapon is in hand, and his power is endless. There is also Ping Jiangqiu, a swordsman master with no appearance, who can give a few words of advice on how not to improve. So fast?
Within a few days, Tang Zhao had taken the initiative to come in on time, and because he owed a favor, he took the initiative to entertain Ping Jiangqiu by joking, serving tea and pouring water, and doing all kinds of work as long as he could, even if he wasn't a boy.
All of this does not require Ping Jiangqiu to play around in exchange for it.
The other party really gave me too much.
The relationship between the two gradually became closer, and Ping Jiangqiu no longer spoke so arrogantly, showing the demeanor of a swordsman.
Many people are serious and mature in front of strangers, and only show their childish side with the people they know the most. Ping Jiangqiu is probably the opposite. Underneath his confused mood, which was ravaged by loneliness, he hides the soul of the swordsman who was once all-powerful.
On this day, Ping Jiangqiu said casually: "I'm tired of reading the books here for so many years. I want to read something new. Find me some new books. I want them to be fresh and interesting. My books are also Let me lend it to you."
After Tang Zhao heard this, his heart was pounding.
Ping Jiangqiu's collection is not just about time. In addition to delicacies, pearls and gems, there is also real wealth - knowledge. Tang Zhao believed that this swordsman must have a massive library.
In fact, it was something he had always wanted to ask, but he felt it was too abrupt to bring it up on his own initiative. Now that Ping Jiangqiu opens his mouth, how can he not agree?
It’s just that the book is not easy to get. Pingjiang Qiuyao's fresh books are literally fresh and interesting miscellaneous books such as astronomy and geography, poetry and poetry, narrative scripts, and unofficial travel notes. Naturally, Tang Zhao did not have these books, and there was no atmosphere for reading in Black Spider Villa.
Perhaps it was due to Tang Zhao's aloofness as a "former" scholar, but he felt that there was a sense of "illiteracy" in Black Spider Villa.
If someone has a collection of books, can Guan Lei give it a try?
It happened that Guan Lei taught "Ants Moving Mountain Palms" on this day. The planned teaching task had come to an end. He felt relaxed and sighed that "good disciples are rare". He made an exception and drank some wine, and Tang Zhao also drank some. Fermented glutinous rice.
After drinking a few drinks, Guan Leixun boasted: "No matter what advanced martial arts you learn in the future, don't let go of this palm technique. I can practice this palm technique for a lifetime. Back then... our giant ant gang More than a hundred mountain movers razed half the county overnight."
Tang Zhao vaguely remembered this matter, and it was Wei Changlet who mentioned it, in order to illustrate the ferocity of the Five Poison Society: "Your giant ant gang? Didn't you say that you released ants and emptied the county?"
Guan Lei said with a dark face: "Do you think we are monsters? There are termites that eat wood in the world, but how can there be ants that eat stones? This rumor is too outrageous. It's just that we and the government didn't deal with them, and they were killed overnight. Half of the city’s buildings were demolished.”
Tang Zhao suddenly realized that this was reasonable at least, and asked again: "What about the people living in the house?"
Guan Lei didn't expect him to pay attention to this. Because he was drunk, he couldn't remember those details, and said: "Who knows? We started from the county government office and demolished various large houses along the way, along with the high walls and bricks. Those What’s the point of demolishing thatched houses? I don’t think those people will freeze to death?”
Tang Zhao breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Then the government won't be angry?"
Guan Lei said: "The government? What's the point of the government? If we dare to demolish it, we won't be afraid of them. You can't imagine the power of our giant ant gang back then. And that hero in the county, are you challenging us? Let him also sleep on the streets. .If not..."
He raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp. He put the glass on the table and his tone changed: "If the damn county magistrate hadn't called in the prosecutor..."
After Tang Zhao heard this, he immediately remembered the sentence "I have never been beaten by the District Inspector".
When Guan Lei finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to pour another glass, as if he was emboldening himself with wine. He drank a few gulps and then said: "What are you talking about about the inspection department? Aren't they catching ghosts? Why can't you get along with us? That town of the District Prosecution Department… town…”
Tang Zhao tried to answer: "Guardian envoy?"
Guan Lei patted the table and said: "Yes, Guardian, I will remember that face all my life. That drooping creditor's face, one person and a sword, killed my brothers, more than a hundred brothers... all... …”
When he said this, his eyes turned red, which were dyed red by dense bloodshot eyes, as if they were coated with a layer of blood.
Tang Zhao suddenly felt something in his heart and said softly: "It turns out that you and the Chief Inspector... have a grudge."
"Have any grudge?" Guan Lei suddenly raised his voice, "No, no grudge! Guilty!"
"guilty?"
Tears slowly rolled out of Guan Lei's eyes: "I'm guilty...he said, I'm guilty! I'm not fucking guilty, how could I incur such a punishment from heaven? His sword is a punishment from heaven, five thunders from heaven!"
At this point, he was already incoherent. Tang Zhao noticed something was wrong and hurriedly said: "Teacher Guan, are you drunk?"
After hearing the word "锔", Guan Lei became more and more out of control and cried loudly: "锔? I'm guilty... What am I doing to provoke the God of Plague in Jiadisi? That sword... fell from the sky. My brother's head... ...Get down... He said we deserved to die... Wuwuwu... That black and white sword... white... black..."
Tang Zhao felt a sudden thought in his heart. He suppressed his doubts, put away all the wine glasses on the table, and helped Guan Lei into the room to rest.
Guan Lei lay on the bed, sobbing.
Tang Zhao was sad and frightened at the same time. After finally comforting him, he couldn't help but ask: "What is the name of the guardian envoy? Could it be..."
Guan Lei snored loudly and fell asleep.
Tang Zhao had no choice but to swallow the two words that came to his mouth.
I’ll ask again later, but is Guan Lei still willing to talk about that terrible person when he is sober?
