Tang Xin was a little confused when she saw this scene. What was the deer doing? Dancing?
Chen Nianyun and Yu Chuchu also looked confused. They said Xiaolu was practicing martial arts, but his movements felt slow. They said he was dancing. He would occasionally accelerate suddenly while swinging, and an afterimage would appear. It made a crackling sound that shook the air.
At this moment, at the corner of Maple Leaf Garden, Zhang Yong and several guards were also admiring the boy who had become one with the maple leaf.
He is truly worthy of being an immortal from Emei. In less than two hours, he has mastered the twenty-four movements of Tai Chi so smoothly that he does not look like a beginner at all.
Moreover, Lin Shangxian's body seems to be very strong. He doesn't need to move a thousand pounds at all, he is a thousand pounds himself! Therefore, he is weighing tens of thousands of pounds!
In the field, Lin Xiaolu finished the 20th Tai Chi pose and flashed his back, then pushed his feet, swung his steps, retreated, and introduced his fists.
The surrounding maple leaves seemed to be firmly attracted by his fist-guiding movements, being taken away by him in a spiral shape and spinning around his forearm and fist.
Then, the eight-year-old boy's eyes narrowed and he started punching!
"Wow~"
The rapidly rotating maple leaf was like a spear that was rushing out. It flew out with the boy's punch and flew a full five or six meters away before dispersing.
This scene surprised everyone present.
Zhang Yong knows Tai Chi better. He knew that the boy's move just now was an advanced move, block and pound in Tai Chi, but he didn't expect that the boy had already practiced it so skillfully in less than two hours, and the power of one punch was It fully demonstrates the strength and softness of Tai Chi.
Is this the method of the immortal family?
Of course, they didn't know that Lin Xiaolu's physical qualities were amazing because he drank tiger blood. He could easily perform actions that normal people couldn't do after years of training.
Coupled with his good understanding and bright mind, he was able to practice Tai Chi to a small degree within two hours.
"Huh~"
In the field, Lin Xiaolu raised his fists and exhaled for a long time. His posture was extraordinary. He felt that Tai Chi was really a bit different. It was completely opposite to Baji, especially his last move to move the block. He didn't use all his strength when he hammered. If he used it together with the Pig Killing Fist, his power would probably be infinitely expanded.
The pig-killing fist is a punch he throws out with all his strength when he is angry. It is his current unique skill.
When you go back and learn Cun Jin and Beng Jin, and then try to fuse them, you should be able to punch through the defense of the immortal cultivator, right?
He held his little chin and stood among the red leaves on the ground, thinking seriously. He didn't even notice that Tang Xin and the others had already walked up to him.
"Kid, were you dancing just now? It looked pretty good." Tang Xin raised her hand and picked off a maple leaf on his head and chuckled.
"This is Tai Chi!" Lin Xiaolu corrected with a puffed face: "Rakshasa ghost, you are still a cultivator, why are you so ignorant."
Tang Xin laughed and didn't mind the boy's rude words. She lightly opened her red lips and said, "The lantern party is about to start. Let's go out and play together?"
"It's just for fun, you know how to play, can't you practice well?" He put his little hands on his hips and pursed his lips and hummed:
"My boss said, every inch of time is worth every inch of gold, I have to work hard, and then, hey, hey, hey, what are you doing! Rakshasa ghost, let me go, let me go! Wow~"
In the Maple Leaf Garden, the guards watched helplessly as Tang Xin grabbed the boy's head with his arms and carried him away.
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"Rakshasa hag, I apologize for my ignorance just now. In fact, I didn't mean to hurt you. I just hope I can have more time to practice."
"Oh~ I didn't expect you to be so diligent, kid."
"Yes, after all, I am a person with dreams, and young people should work harder, so that they will not be miserable in the future, Rakshasa hag, can you understand?"
"Haha, senior sister, I understand, but Nian Yun and Chu Chu both want to come out to play. The minority agrees with the majority, so of course you have to come too."
"Okay, you're right, you can play, but can you stop holding my head between your legs? I am the leader of Donggua Village, a man-slaughterer with bloody hands, the leader of the Gang of Conquerors with virtue, the Supreme of Emei, and you I will lose face if I walk down the street with my head between my legs like this. How can I get along in the future? Can you think about the problem from my perspective?"
At the beginning of the night, in the lakeside streets with people coming and going, Tang Xin took a leisurely walk with Lin Xiaolu's head between her arms. The short boy was held by her, with his two short legs dangling in the air. It was thrown away like a rag doll. It looked extremely funny, attracting the attention of pedestrians around it.
Tang Xin said with a smile: "I can let you down, but you are not allowed to run around, otherwise, senior sister, I will carry you all the way around the entire capital."
Lin Xiaolu looked helpless after hearing this, squinting at her with big eyes, but he had no choice, he couldn't defeat the Rakshasa hag, so he could only nod helplessly in agreement.
Damn it, when I get back to Emei, I will tell the boss that you bullied me and ask the boss to beat you.
Tang Xin let go of the boy, looked at the three children beside her and said with a smile: "It's really lively tonight. I heard that we can put out lanterns at Luzhou Lake later, let's go and put them out too?"
"Okay, okay." Yu Chuchu happily held Chen Nianyun's hand and said with a smile, "Senior sister, I also want to buy some gadgets."
Tang Xin was very generous and casually took out a few gold ingots from the ring and distributed them to the three children to give them pocket money.
Lin Xiaolu took the heavy gold ingot, and then looked around. He was in a lively and bustling street. The street was full of people and it was very lively.
During the Mid-Autumn Festival, the streets are filled with pedestrians who come out to enjoy the moon and play. The sounds of vendors and performers beating gongs and drums are everywhere.
Many children holding rattles and candied haws of sugar are running wildly on the street laughing.
Colorful lanterns are hung among the carved beams and painted buildings all around, and there is a lake next to the road. This lake is called Luzhou Lake. The lake is carrying elegantly decorated boats with colorful lights. Lin Xiaolu can hear the waves coming from the boats from time to time. The sound of talented people reciting poems and composing poems is a scene of prosperity!
He looked around and was quickly attracted by a vendor selling masks and facial makeup.
"Rakshasa hag, I'm going to buy a mask. You wait for me."
After saying that, he ran all the way to the mask stall with his short legs, regardless of whether Tang Xintong agreed or not.
The stall owner was an old man. When he saw Lin Xiaolu running over, he thought he had business coming to the door and immediately smiled:
"Do you want to buy a mask or makeup, little baby?"
Lin Xiaolu looked at the dazzling array of masks. He was about to nod, but for some reason his brain twitched and he couldn't help but say: "Old man, it's time to pay the protection fee this month."
The smile on the old man's face froze, and he looked at the eight-year-old Lin Xiaolu with a strange expression. Fortunately, Lin Xiaolu also reacted in time, coughed awkwardly, and laughed:
"I'm sorry, grandpa. I'm used to it after hanging out for a long time. Grandpa, I want to buy a mask."
The old man still looked a little strange after hearing this, and hesitantly said, "You can choose it yourself."
Lin Xiaolu glanced behind him and looked at the masks hanging on the wooden fence, choosing one by one. Soon, he fell in love with a small yellow tiger mask, then raised his chubby little hand and pointed: "Grandpa, I Want that.”
After pointing it out, he saw a white bunny mask and said again: "I want that one too."
"Eight cents."
Lin Xiaolu handed the gold ingot out. The old man was shocked when he saw the gold ingot, and then said with a troubled face: "This, this is too much, old man, I can't find the money."
"It's okay. Grandpa won't look for it if he can't find it. For those of us who are rich in Emei, the bridges are all made of jade."
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