When Master Tianwu asked about Zhang Xiaopou's itching, he immediately got into a posture and said, "This disciple has just learned a set of boxing techniques. Please give me some guidance on how to use them."
"Okay." Taoist Tianwu nodded.
Zhang Xiaozu calmly and focused, the power of the three colors swirled around his body, moving his energy, stepping, and punching, meticulously performing the simple boxing techniques he learned from a young boy, one move at a time.
Boom boom boom——
The air roared incessantly, like a mountain drum, the violent fist power stirred up all directions, and the space was slightly distorted.
As soon as the boxing path unfolded, Zhang Xiaozu felt as if there was an endless Yangtze River flowing in his body. The power was surging and endless. When he was in full flow, it was more like communicating with heaven and earth, using the momentum and power of heaven and earth to punch.
"Haha, it's so good! So happy!" After a set of punches, Zhang Xiaopou couldn't help shouting happily.
Taoist Tianwu twirled his beard and looked solemn.
The set of boxing techniques performed by Zhang Xiaozu was very ordinary. It was just a simple set of basic introductory boxing techniques. What was really powerful was the law of power contained in the boxing techniques, which made Taoist Tianwu feel trembling.
"This should be the punch you used to catch the star punch in Taiyuan Lake and shake the skeleton ghost king's fist in the underworld, right?" Tianwu Taoist asked.
"Exactly." Zhang Xiaozu nodded and said, "The disciple understood it from the well-preserved skull of the withered bones."
Tianwu Daoist had already guessed it, so he was not surprised when he heard this, and said: "This set of boxing itself is just a simple introductory teaching boxing method. What is really powerful is the power law contained in your boxing technique. Unfortunately, I can't give you guidance." . However, my teacher can see that you are not proficient in mastering it. It seems that you have not yet understood the essence of the law and are far from exerting its power."
"Master's insight is like a torch, and he can reveal the key with just one word." Zhang Xiaozhu said.
"When I woke up, I heard you muttering to yourself. Did you encounter some problem?" Tianwu Taoist asked.
"Sit down and I'll tell you."
"My mind can-"
When Taoist Tianwu sat down, Zhang Xiaozu explained in detail the process of practicing boxing with his mind, as well as the mental exhaustion problem he was currently encountering.
Taoist Tianwu couldn't help but be dumbfounded after hearing this.
He has been cultivating all his life, and this is the first time he heard that someone can use his mind to transform and practice on the beach of Qi Sea.
He knows how to transform his thoughts, it's just a matter of thinking about it.
But the form that is transformed into an idea is still an idea after all. It does not have the veins of flesh and blood or the sea of muscles and bones. How can it move Qi and practice, and how can it be fed back to the real body after practice?
This is a question that is completely beyond the cognition of Taoist Tianwu.
He couldn't figure it out even if he tried hard. In the end, he could only attribute it to Zhang Xiaozu's unusual nature. Weird things might happen to him.
Taoist Tianwu twirled his beard and pondered for a while.
He knew that what Zhang Xiaozu was learning now was the most basic form of Zhuang Kung Fu. There is a saying among boxing masters: if you want to learn boxing, you must first stand on the post for three years. This shows the importance of Zhuang Kung Fu.
He originally wanted to explain it to Zhang Xiaozu in detail, but then he thought about it. What Zhang Xiaozu was learning might not be the same as what he wanted to explain.
Zhang Xiaozu's boxing was learned from the bones of the ancient immortal. What he was studying was the ancient immortal's boxing technique, and he was learning from the most basic level. Why should he bother to explain a bunch of things to Zhang Xiaozu? Maybe speaking out would affect Zhang Xiaopou's cultivation, so he gave up the idea after thinking about it for a long time.
"You might as well try multitasking." Tianwu Taoist said.
"What do you mean?" Zhang Xiaozu didn't understand.
"Try to use your mind to create three selves. The three selves will practice boxing with three little boys respectively. The second little boy will teach you a basic static technique, which is specially used to calm the energy and recuperate the mind."
"Think about it, when you are tired from practicing boxing with the third little boy, you go and change with the second you, and exchange the energetic second you for practicing with the third little boy, and let the second you practice boxing with the third little boy. For the third one who is already tired, you can switch to practice Jingzhuang with the second little boy. After you have regained enough energy, you can switch to the third little boy. If this cycle can be repeated, can't you continue to practice?"
Tianwu Taoist said it like a tongue twister, but the more Zhang Xiaozu listened, the brighter his eyes became, and he couldn't help but clapped his legs and screamed after hearing it.
"Master, let me try." Zhang Xiaozu said impatiently.
"Okay." Taoist Tianwu nodded, looking at Zhang Xiaozu's extremely expectant expression, he swallowed the words he spoke and did not have the heart to pour cold water on Zhang Xiaozu immediately.
It’s hard to do two things, let alone multitasking.
As expected, Zhang Xiaopou's brows soon furrowed, and an annoyed and angry expression gradually appeared on his face.
Taoist Tianwu thought that Zhang Xiaozu would surrender soon, but Zhang Xiaozu's resilience far exceeded his expectations. Even though he was gritting his teeth and showing an almost crazy expression on his face, he still did not surrender.
On the contrary, more than an hour later, the frantic expression on Zhang Xiaozhu's face gradually eased, and the sound of grinding his teeth became much quieter.
Taoist Tianwu couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise when he saw Zhang Xiaopou's emotional changes.
Two hours later, Zhang Xiaozu's expression had completely calmed down, and he gradually became happy, as if he had mastered the ability to multi-task.
Taoist Tianwu was astonished and inexplicable.
Three hours later, Zhang Xiaozu opened his eyes happily, bowed to Taoist Tianwu and thanked him: "Thank you, Master, for your advice."
"No, you are already able to multi-task?" Taoist Tianwu asked in surprise, feeling incredible.
Zhang Xiaozu scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "Disciple is stupid, it took me so long to get it right. Ha——"
As he was speaking, he suddenly shouted and punched forward, almost hitting Taoist Tianwu on the nose.
"???"
"What does this mean?" Taoist Tianwu asked with a question mark on his forehead and twitching his eyes.
"Sorry, I scared you." Zhang Xiaozu quickly retracted his fist and explained: "I accidentally let Zhang Da run out."
"Zhang Da? Who is Zhang Da?" A monk as tall as Zhang Er, a Taoist priest from Tianwu, was confused.
"The one who practices Zama Bu." Zhang Xiaopou replied, "I gave each clone a name, Zhang Da, Zhang Er, Zhang San - so that there will be no confusion, otherwise the gourd will always float when pressed. Damn, it’s a mess. Roar——”
As he spoke, Zhang Xiaopou suddenly bared his teeth and roared at Taoist Tianwu.
Tianwu Daoist was so frightened that his beard trembled and asked, "Is this Zhang Ji running out?"
"Zhang Si." Zhang Xiaozu scratched his head in embarrassment.
"Isn't there just three in total? Why is there still Zhang Si? No, the question is, what is he doing, practicing his voice in front of the sea?" Tianwu Taoist asked, dumbfounded.
Zhang Xiaozu blushed and responded: "He is practicing his aura in Limen. Following my aura in Limen, the white ape roared angrily at the sea."
As he was speaking, he suddenly lunged forward, raised his right arm and made a chopping motion.
"Zhang Liu, he is practicing his sword skills in Qimen." Before Master Tianwu could ask, Zhang Xiaopou took the initiative to tell him.
call--
A talisman greeted Master Tianwu.
"Ah, sorry."
"This is Zhang Wu, who is practicing talismans in Shumen."
Tianwu Taoist wisely kept a safe distance from Zhang Xiaopou, and said with a sad look on his face: "I said, why don't you stop practicing? I'm worried that you won't be able to master your boxing skills, so I will train myself crazy first."
"It doesn't matter, you will get better after getting familiar with it for a while." Zhang Xiaozhu said confidently.
"I'm just afraid that the people around you won't get better." Tianwu Taoist said with deep concern.
"——"
Although the process is hilarious and worrying, the result is beautiful.
It only took Zhang Xiaozhu three days to adapt to multitasking, but he occasionally went crazy.
Even the Tianwu Taoists had to admire his extraordinary talent.
Asked how Zhang Xiaozhu did it, Zhang Xiaozhu said that when he was a child, he herded sheep in the village. He couldn't look at more than ten sheep at a time, so he gave each sheep a name, and then he could manage it, so he still gave each sheep a name. If each clone has a name, there will be no confusion.
Taoist Tianwu thought about it for a long time, his head hurt from thinking about it, and he couldn't figure out the necessary connection between naming the sheep and multitasking.
Zhang Xiaozu proposed that he wanted to learn formations. Taoist Tianwu taught him ten easy-to-understand and easy-to-use formations in two days, and also taught him two powerful killing formations. However, Zhang Xiaozu couldn't understand it clearly, so he could only Memorize it first.
Formations are not like martial arts moves. You can learn them by copying gourds and drawing ladles. Formations require a lot of knowledge to support them, especially powerful formations. You have to understand everything about the Five Elements and Bagua, mountains and terrain, the sun, the moon and stars, etc. You have to know how to do it, so if Zhang Xiaozu wants to learn powerful formations, he can't do it overnight.
On July 30, the master and the apprentice set off back to Yancheng.
In Tingyaxuan, people from various major sects were already waiting for Zhang Xiaopeng.
Butcher Zhang finally became uneasy.
He was not too worried at first, although on the night of the Ghost Festival, he suddenly felt the breath of Zhang Xiaopou's ghost eyes in his sleep, and also saw the figure of the Ghost Emperor of the Underworld in front of the Yin Gate, guessing that the master and apprentice might cause trouble in the underworld. However, dealing with ghosts is Tianwu Taoist's specialty, and with the help of Zhang Xiaopou's ghost eyes, even if he is not the opponent of the Ghost Emperor, escaping should not be a problem.
However, there was no news from the two masters and disciples for half a month, which gradually made his confidence in Tianwu Taoist disappear.
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