Yi, Hai, Zang, Dragon!
Four powerful gold-lacquered characters walked on it, giving it a particularly cold and breathtaking edge.
When people first saw it, their eyes couldn't help but shrink, as if they were pricked by a needle.
"What a brilliant lion head!"
Bai Qi's eyes flashed and fell on the black one-horned lion standing on the plaque.
The paintings are vivid and lifelike, and can be described as majestic.
"This is a martial lion. It has a green nose, iron horns, teeth and beard. It has the best appearance in the entire Heihe County!"
Liang Laoshi opened his mouth and explained that the lion awakening is divided into civil and military. When a shop opens at the door, the civil lion will be invited to seek luck.
Only when large clans worship their ancestors or celebrate the birthday of the Queen of Heaven will a group of lions step on the stakes to win the prize as a form of performance.
As if he heard the noise, a tall old man wearing a mink hat walked quickly through the front yard:
"Old Liangtou, I haven't seen you for many years. I heard that you are staying at the Dongshi Shop to take care of yourself.
Now that we meet again, she is actually in better spirits than me. "
Liang Laoshi's thin face rarely revealed a few sincere and warm smiles:
"I'm sorry, Brother Lao Dao, you still remember me. In the past few years, I was fighting with myself. I was sitting in a small house like a useless person. I thought I would just end my life and just wait until I could close my eyes and lie down in the coffin.
I have just turned around in the past few days and am thinking about going out for a walk. "
The old man in the mink hat has a ruddy complexion and strong breathing. If it weren't for the extremely deep wrinkles, he would not look like someone in his fifties or sixties.
"What? Your disease has been eradicated? Look at the way you are walking like flying. You are indeed much better than before."
Liang Laoshi raised his hand and pointed with a gentle expression:
"Thanks to Ah Qi, this kid catches a silver sand carp from time to time, so that I, an old man, can walk around with my stiff legs and feet."
The old man in the mink hat looked at Bai Qi seriously, nodded and joked:
"You have broad shoulders, long legs, a straight spine, and if your muscles are longer, you will definitely be a good candidate for martial arts.
You don't plan to pass on your Eighteen Eagles to your son, but instead find a good apprentice to show off to me? "
Liang Laoshi smiled bitterly:
"It's not like Brother Lao Dao doesn't know that I have little skills and I learned from Yu Lan, how can I accept a disciple rashly?
Today I walked through Broken Sword Sect, Shenshou Sect, and Tianying Martial Arts Hall, hoping to give Ah Qi a chance to be his successor and learn the true skills of killing and training, but unfortunately I wasn't sure I could do it. "
The old man in the mink hat narrowed his eyes, looked at Bai Qi standing at the door again, and shook his head:
"You are making things difficult for me, Old Liangtou.
You can become an apprentice or disciple of Tongwenkan.
Anyway, you know very well that my young master’s teaching is like herding sheep, he doesn’t have the patience to explain in detail, and it’s just a waste of money to come here.
As for personal inheritance... the young master has a high vision. In recent years, many young talents from wealthy families want to learn skills, and there have been several groups of people coming and going.
The longest one happened when a young man persisted for five years, but ended up earning nothing and went to another family.
The threshold for Tongwen Hall is not high, but it is easy to enter the hall but difficult to enter the room. "
Liang Laoshi looked disappointed, but it was expected.
The rankings of many experts in Heihe County include Coach Kuai Dao and Xiong Ying Hu Bao.
This is an extremely majestic mansion with a large courtyard and a gold and black plaque with the words "Yi Hai Hidden Dragon" hanging on it.
This is the residence of the instructor!
It's called "Tongwenkan"!
Although the front yard is deserted and crowded, it is a place that surpasses all the martial arts in Heihe County.
The old man in the mink hat took Liang Laoshi's skinny wrist like a hemp pole and led him to the main hall:
"My young master doesn't do things according to common sense. Old Liangtou, don't worry. Sit down with me and chat. When the young master comes back to make a decision, maybe there will be a turn for the better.
Your name is Ah Qi, right? This Tongwen Museum is deserted as not many people come here on weekdays, so you can take a stroll around. "
Bai Qi nodded and did not disturb the two elders and old friends from reminiscing.
Of course, he carried it carefully and did not go to the backyard in a daze.
Just take a walk in the extremely wide open space in the front yard.
Bai Qi looked around. On the left was a dense clump of bamboo, and on the right was a large sand pit dug out.
The white wall looks like a painted wall, with more than a dozen simple portraits sketched in charcoal.
Standing or bending, waving hands or stretching legs, there are many different postures.
"Some are like the stick figures in Ba Duan Gong, slightly more delicate than that."
Bai Qi suddenly became interested and slowly walked closer to take a closer look.
"Stand upright, raise your palms to shoulder level... then bend your elbows... push forward apart..."
He cast his gaze, recalling the wonderful feeling of comprehending the half-style "Bengquan" by analogy.
It was as if there was a carving knife that firmly copied those changing postures into my mind.
One stick of incense, two sticks of incense...
Gradually, the still figure's posture, like a flipping boxing book, quickly moved into one coherent move after another.
[You are concentrating and thinking deeply, but you lack a bit of understanding and have been unable to find the way...]
[Your energy and blood are running fast, rushing all over your body, and you have a vague grasp of aura, but you still need to work harder...]
[You concentrated on it, and finally saw the secret and understood the "Hunyuan Yiqi Style"...]
[You are suddenly enlightened, finally see the secret, and understand the "Celestial Palm Pushing Cloud Style"...]
[You have a thorough understanding, and finally see the secret, and understand the "Three Disks on the Floor"...]
Bai Qi's eyes were as condensed as stars, reflecting the eighteen pictures on the wall. His spirit was like a stream flowing into a funnel, constantly flowing out.
The intense mental exertion caused his increasingly thick qi and blood to surge away. When his pores dilated, they reacted with the strong autumn atmosphere outside, evaporating strands of flocculent smoke.
"Eighteen Arhat Statue! Another martial art that combines cultivation and practice!"
Not knowing how much time had passed, Bai Qi closed his eyes suddenly, his chest heaved and he gasped for air.
When he opened his eyes again, a strong look of exhaustion appeared on his brows, and he almost wanted to lie down and fall asleep.
The ink jar vibrates and the writing flashes——
[Skills: Arhat Hand Training (Introduction)]
【Progress: 18/800】
[Efficacy: Both internal and external, both spirit and form, both moving and still, sufficient energy]
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[Skill: Reading and Hyphenation (Xiao Cheng)]
【Progress: 574/800】
[Efficacy: After reading a hundred times, the meaning will be apparent to you, and you will gradually achieve something by drawing parallels]
"Studying and understanding other martial arts moves can actually increase the skill of reading and hyphenating... That's right, reading can be like boxing and kicking.
I have learned the two-position Zhuang method of Jindan Da Zhuang Gong, and it is not impossible to introduce this "Arhat Hand Training Chapter".
This instructor is really generous. He draws a series of internal and external training on the wall and makes it public. "
The eighteen portraits deeply imprinted in Bai Qi's mind suddenly came to life.
The muscles in his legs were trembling slightly, and he couldn't help but take steps forward. He followed the Arhat hand training chapter that he had learned, using his hands and feet together, his waist and hips rising and falling, and he took dozens of steps in one go.
[Skills: Arhat Hand Training (Introduction)]
【Progress: 36/800】
[Efficacy: Both internal and external, both spirit and form, both moving and still, sufficient energy]
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Broken Blade Gate, main hall.
There was an old man nearly fifty years old sitting upright. He was not tall but had broad shoulders and a broad back.
The two arms are extremely strong, as if cast from pig iron, and beneath a pair of thick eyebrows are majestic tiger eyes.
Quick knife and thunder! Mu Chun!
"He Wenbing from the fish farm is such a fucking iron cock that he won't pluck a hair out!"
Mu Chun has a loud voice and speaks with great energy:
"You talk a lot of nonsense about protecting the country and the people, and then you end up offering a reward of five hundred taels?
A demon fish that has become a spirit is unlikely to be contaminated with evil spirits. In addition, the 800-mile Blackwater River is wide and wide. In a real fight, it is impossible to say who will live and who will die! Thanks to him for making the bid! Sending beggars away! "
Deng Yong served hot tea to the old master to calm his anger:
"He Wulang has not always been like this. You must know that our Heihe County is named after 'river'. His boss, who specializes in fishermen and salt dealers, should have been firmly in the top spot. As a result, he was beaten by the firewood market and the fire kiln every year. Step on the head.”
Mu Chun sneered, raised his head and poured the hot tea into his mouth:
"It was only by clinging to the platoon and hugging him that he became famous."
Deng Yong bent down and took the tea cup that the master had finished drinking:
"This morning, Father Liang from Dongshi Shop came to visit. He brought with him a young man who was close to him and planned to ask for his inheritance."
Mu Chun frowned, slightly surprised:
"Liang Laoshi? The dragon that comes out of the cave on the Blackwater River and kills many thieves? How is the baby? Can it be caught in the eyes? The rules of martial arts are not to be ignored lightly if they are taught by oneself. He should understand it."
Deng Yong considered his words and replied carefully:
"The young man's name is Bai Qi. He is tall, has long legs and strong blood. He has no problems with his muscles and bones. He is already at the level of tempering his strength.
The disciple asked him to try a boxing target, and he was able to penetrate ten layers of tough cowhide, which was an average to above average qualification. "
Mu Chun's tense face loosened and his tone became slower:
"That's OK! Call him over tomorrow and let me have a good look!"
Deng Yong paused and then said:
"He is already sixteen, almost seventeen."
The corners of Mu Chun's raised lips dropped instantly, and he said angrily:
"Once you turn 18, your muscles and bones will take shape! What can you achieve in one year?
Our 'Dragon and Tiger Continuous Beating' technique is just a skilled move, and it takes more than half a month to break it open, chew it and swallow it! "
Hearing this answer, Deng Yong sighed secretly. He helped everyone who should be helped, and it didn't matter if the master didn't agree.
As an apprentice, you should never dare to talk any more.
Mu Chun's fiery temper was famous even in Heihe County.
"Forget it, Liang Laoshi was also a good man in Heihe County, so give him some face.
Ah Yong, show me the boxing targets he has hit.
It can really penetrate ten layers of cowhide, so you can take it in and see how it performs, and then talk about the status of being passed down. "
Mu Chun stopped the apprentice who was leaving and walked towards the backyard.
There are rows of erected targets half as high as a person, leaving obvious punch marks that are either deep or shallow.
"This piece was beaten by Bai Ah Qi."
Deng Yong pointed out.
"So-so, Fajin... Well, why is there a hint of Bengquan? Did you teach it?"
Mu Chun's eyes suddenly froze inadvertently, like cold lightning hitting the center of a boxing target.
"Ah? Disciples don't dare. How can I teach my martial arts at will without the master's permission?
The disciple just demonstrated it a few times in front of him..."
The aura of success in the third practice was exuded, which made Deng Yong sweat on his forehead and he quickly defended himself.
"Did you use Bengquan?"
"yes."
Mu Chun hissed softly:
“The way he exerts his energy is almost the same as Bengquan, a short attack that is both fast and intense.
Only in this way can you penetrate the bull's eye and tear the cowhide without damaging the surroundings. This is called brittleness.
After seeing the moves a few times, you can master them yourself. Your understanding is amazing.
This kid can join me! Our Broken Blade Sect is in need of capable, self-transmitted seedlings who have mastered the skills!
Early tomorrow morning, go to Liang Laoshi's place and don't let the people from Shenshou Sect and Tianying Martial Arts School cut you off! "
This Kuai Dao Beng Lei acted the same way as he spoke. He was not sloppy at all and was very neat.
It doesn’t matter if there is a good young talent with good understanding but less potential.
There is no shortage of good products on the five-hundred-mile mountain road, and they can always be raised.
Deng Yong responded respectfully, but was shocked:
"You can learn the tricks just by seeing them? What incredible comprehension ability! What a monster!"
