It is not a secret that Immortal Emei came to Dai Viet to recruit disciples. Almost everyone in the entire Dai Viet Kingdom knew it. When the boy in Tsing Yi heard that it was Immortal Emei who came to visit Gu Gong, he was immediately startled. After informing him, he led Zhang Yong and Lin Xiaolu enter the house.
When walking into the house, the first thing you notice is that the house is old, many facilities are old, and the walls around are mottled. Of course, for Lin Xiaolu, it is already very luxurious. The house where he used to live with his sister is Really broken.
I remember when I was a child during the New Year, other people’s families would be laughing and eating the New Year’s Eve dinner, but he and his sister often went hungry because they couldn’t collect enough firewood. They almost froze to death several times. Every time, he hugged his sister tightly. In his arms, he used his own body to provide weak heat to coax his sister to sleep.
He still remembered that on that New Year's Eve, heavy snow sealed the village, and there was no food anywhere in the village. Xiao Yu'er was so hungry that she kept crying. In the end, her tears ran dry and she couldn't cry anymore, so she lay in his arms and murmured unconsciously:
"Brother, why hasn't grandma come back...Xiao Yu'er misses grandma."
Lin Xiaolu, who was only seven years old at the time, did not answer her sister's question, but stubbornly bit her lip until blood dripped from her bite.
He had no choice. His abilities at the time were too limited. In the end, he used the hatchet at home to cut off a piece of meat from his arm and feed it to his sister.
To be honest, it didn't hurt at all to chop himself with a hatchet. Anyway, the deer didn't feel the pain at that time. On the contrary, when he saw his sister eating something and showing a sweet smile, he felt that it was quite comfortable to chop himself. , I can’t wait to chop it down a few more times.
What's funny is that after he cut himself that time, the wound actually became infected, causing him to have a high fever all day and night. He even used his hot head to cover Xiao Yu'er's hands, thinking of giving his sister the last bit of warmth.
The result was like this. He was stunned but he didn't die. He was forced to survive. This makes Lin Xiaolu still confused. How can he be so awesome... the kind that even God can't take away!
In the house, Lin Xiaolu held Zhang Yong's big hand and walked while recalling the past. For a moment, he felt a little proud, and couldn't help laughing "ho ho ho ho", which shocked Zhang Yong.
Soon, the boy in green clothes took them to a small tile-roofed house and saw an old man wearing gray clothes on crutches.
The old man seemed to be in good spirits. Although he had white hair, his cheeks were still rosy. He did not walk as shaky as an ordinary old man, and the crutch was more like a decoration in his hand.
"Gu Zhiqing, a common man, has seen adults and immortals."
Zhang Yong looked at the old man who was kneeling on one knee and quickly stepped forward to help him up.
"You don't need to be polite, Mr. Gu. I'm here this time because the Immortal Lin Xiaolu learned about Mr. Gu's Tai Chi practice and came here to pay a visit."
Lin Xiaolu was too young to speak Mandarin like Zhang Yong. At this moment, he looked at the old man eagerly and said impatiently: "Grandpa, can you teach me Tai Chi?"
The old man was slightly stunned. He was asked to teach Tai Chi unexpectedly, which made him feel very strange. Looking at Lin Xiaolu in front of him, he was a little undecided.
Is this the Immortal?
Why does he look younger than his grandson?
He hesitated in his heart, but his face remained unchanged. Facing the Immortal from Emei, he hesitated and asked: "Lin Shangxian wants to learn Tai Chi?"
"Yes, yes." Lin Xiaolu blinked his big eyes and asked: "Is Tai Chi powerful? I heard that the weak can defeat the strong, but can it defeat immortal cultivators?"
Hearing this, the old man's expression became even more bizarre.
The martial arts community attaches great importance to teaching martial arts. If I want to teach him Tai Chi, according to the rules, I must accept him as my disciple.
But this little kid is an immortal, can I accept him as my disciple? I still want to live for two more years.
The old man is in trouble.
Teach him, it's against the rules,
Don't teach him, I don't dare.
And the question he asked himself was, can Tai Chi defeat immortal cultivators? Isn't that funny...
It is true that Tai Chi can move a thousand pounds with four ounces, and it is true that the weak can defeat the strong, but to deal with immortal cultivators... isn't this bullying!
The old man hesitated for a moment and replied respectfully: "Back to the Immortal, Tai Chi is an all-in-one art and cannot defeat immortal cultivators. Moreover, ordinary people are already in their seventies and their physical strength is not as good as before, so they can no longer teach the Immortal. "
Lin Xiaolu was disappointed when he heard the answer, and his face was full of depression.
Seeing that he was unhappy, the old man became even more frightened for a moment. For fear of being blamed by the little fairy family, he quickly turned to the young man in Tsing Yi beside him and said, "Go and get my pen to talk."
The boy in Tsing Yi immediately ran into the study nearby and took out a bound gray book.
After taking the booklet, he respectfully said to Lin Xiaolu:
"Shangxian, this is a book written by the old man himself. It records in detail the moves and practice methods of Tai Chi Kung Fu, as well as the old man's own understanding and insights of Tai Chi. It is very detailed. If you want to learn, you only need to follow the book carefully. Practice and you will learn.”
Lin Xiaolu was overjoyed after hearing this, and the depression on his face was wiped away. He quickly took the book and flipped through it.
Although the old man said that Tai Chi cannot defeat immortal cultivators, it depends on who uses it. He is so strong after drinking tiger blood. If he uses Tai Chi, which allows the weak to defeat the strong, it should be even more powerful, right?
The boy was happily flipping through the book, and the old man was relieved when he saw it. He only gave him the booklet and didn't teach him personally. This shouldn't be completely against the rules of the teacher, right?
In the central hall, Lin Xiaolu flipped through the booklet. After seeing the detailed description of Tai Chi, he put it away with care, and then looked at the old man eagerly again.
"Grandpa, I said that you have studied many martial arts. Is it true?"
Gu Gong nodded modestly: "Reporting to the Immortal, I was a martial arts fanatic when I was young. I did watch a lot of martial arts, and I also have the habit of collecting martial arts secrets."
"Is there any kind of martial arts that allows you to hit people with objects?"
Lin Xiaolu raised his little hand, gestured to the old man and said: "It's like there is a golden ball covering a person. This ball is indestructible and cannot be broken by bricks. Is there any martial art that can hold this ball? Directly hit the people inside?"
The old man was confused when he heard this. He looked at Lin Xiaolu who was dancing happily. It took him a while to understand what he meant, and then he became even more confused.
Hit someone with something? This should be possible with any fairy magic, right? Why does Lin Xiaoxian want to find a solution from martial arts?
He glanced at Zhang Yong suspiciously, especially at the sword he held in his left hand and the token hanging from his waist.
It is true that the Royal Forest Army is not fake, not a liar.
Putting aside his doubts, he looked at Lin Xiaolu and continued: "Back to the Immortal, the kind of martial arts that the Immortal mentioned does not exist as far as I know."
Lin Xiaolu's face froze, and he felt extremely disappointed.
But the old man in front of him spoke again: "Although there is no such thing, there are some powerful methods in martial arts that are somewhat close to those of immortals."
"What method!" Lin Xiaolu was ecstatic, looking at him expectantly.
The old man looked at the young man in front of him and slowly said:
"Cun Jin! Beng Jin!"
Lin Xiaolu was stunned for a moment, confusion written all over his face.
When Gu Gong saw that he didn't understand, he said to the young man in Qingyi again: "Go and take out all the books I have written."
