The boxing technique performed by the middle-aged Taoist is not the same as Taiqing's palm technique, but is even more sophisticated. You Ziji was very surprised. Xuan Ming Dao was indeed one of the six major sects in the world, and any set of boxing techniques could be so powerful.
The spiritual energy in the middle-aged Taoist's body surged, and his fists suddenly grew larger and smaller, and the strong wind brought by his fists also changed accordingly, sometimes like a wall of air, sometimes like an arrow piercing the clouds.
You Ziji watched with great interest. The middle-aged Taoist had not finished a set of boxing skills, but he had already begun to imitate them, and he had a lot of understanding while turning his palms.
The middle-aged Taoist's spiritual consciousness spread, and he knew that You Ziji on the side was no longer looking at his boxing skills, but integrated the insights he gained into his own martial arts. He put away his fists and saw that You Ziji was still thinking to himself, so he didn't bother him.
You Ziji finally came to his senses and felt embarrassed for his distraction. The middle-aged Taoist did not embarrass him, but said expectantly: "You should try it too."
"Yes, senior."
The middle-aged Taoist waved his hand, "My surname is Dongfang, and my given name is An. You are already a disciple of Xuanming Tao. Just call me Uncle Dongfang."
"Yes, Uncle Dongfang."
You Ziji opened his stance and demonstrated Dongfang An's boxing technique, copying it without missing a beat. There was no spiritual energy in his body, so he could not make his fist grow big or small. However, as his true energy surged and his blood filled up, his fist seemed to become very hard. As he breathed in and out of true energy, the fist wind surged up, and without control, it moved several feet away. The flowers, grass, sand and stones inside rolled up.
This was because You Ziji was not proficient enough in this boxing technique and could not use it freely, which caused his strength to scatter.
This boxing technique was figured out by Dongfang An himself. He usually uses it to add his own insights and make some attempts. There is no rules in the moves, and it has little combat effectiveness for a monk of his level.
It is very rare for You Ziji to be able to learn the seventh or eighth level of this unstructured boxing move, but Dongfang An is not satisfied with this. He saw with his own eyes that You Ziji can do better.
"You have good qualifications. You should have learned a lot about this boxing technique. You can integrate it into your own martial arts and perform it. I can help you correct it."
When You Ziji heard this, he felt happy. Although he had understood a lot of tricks contained in boxing techniques, he didn't know if they were correct. It would be great if someone could give some advice.
"yes."
He happily showed off the moves he had learned.
If You Ziji is most proficient in it, it must be Splitting the Sky Palm. He uses the moves of the Taiqing Palm to display the core of the Splitting the Sky Palm. This time, the palm wind is solid and the technique is free, and compared with the boxing technique, it is much more experienced and smoother.
This is not over yet. When he breaks out his fighting spirit, he will always use the Splitting Air Palm with a large range and powerful power. However, he has never been able to understand the secret. As a result, he does not have enough true energy to use the Splitting Air Palm with a wider range. Unable to solidify, the power of the Sky Splitting Palm has reached its upper limit again.
Dongfang An's boxing technique just filled in the theoretical knowledge that You Ziji lacked. He learned and absorbed the knowledge and reproduced it in the Splitting Air Palm.
Without the intention to fight and with the blessing of Xingmai, You Ziji struck out with a palm, and actually enveloped a small tree three feet away in front of him. If he used it on people, it would be like a door-sized palm strike. The scope is huge and there is no way to avoid it.
With the next palm, although the range of the palm force became smaller, it was extremely powerful and had extremely strong control. The palm force exceeded ten feet and shattered a mountain rock. But this is not the limit, it is just that the strength is not leaked, and you can hit wherever you point.
You Ziji's palm skills became more and more comfortable, and he hit his heart with sudden blessings. With a palm strike, the two effects of power and strike range were perfectly integrated. The air was squeezed by the palm force, and a huge handprint appeared.
The Xuanming Dao Mountain Gate is covered with formations, and You Ziji's palm has just broken through the limit of the formation's independent defense, and has triggered a counterattack. With You Ziji's strength, the next blow may be unpredictable. Dongfang An hurriedly took action, and struck out with the same palm, causing Zhongzheng's peaceful Taiqing palm technique to wrap up You Ziji's palm power, and the two canceled each other out.
You Ziji was still frightened. He had already felt the breath of death just now. If Dongfang An hadn't taken action, his life would have been lost.
"Thank you, Uncle Dongfang. I just forgot about everything."
Seeing that You Ziji was nervous, Dongfang smiled secretly and comforted him, "Don't worry, in Xuanming Dao, as long as you still have breath, we can save you."
He was very satisfied with You Ziji's performance and said, "Show me what weapons you are good at."
Xuan Ming Dao is really rigorous, and every senior wants to understand it more clearly. You Ziji said awkwardly: "Young man is only good at fists and kicks. He knows nothing about weapons. He is even very stupid. Many of his seniors' teachings have not been effective."
Dongfang An obviously didn't believe it, "Don't shirk it, let me take a good look at your foundation. If you are not comfortable with it, you can also use your own magic weapon. Don't you have a feather fan on your waist?"
"This red feather fan is a gift from a friend. I really don't know how to use it."
Dongfang An pointed at You Ziji's chest again, "I see you still have a few talismans there, you can play with a few to see."
You Ziji took out the talisman from his arms and handed it to Dongfang An, "This is the talisman that Senior Brother Chang taught me. I don't need to actively activate it. I only know this kind of talisman."
Dongfang An secretly saw that You Ziji was very coquettish, so he said: "Since you don't want to, I will help you choose one. The teacher who taught you before, Xu, did not have enough realm to bury your talent. I think your bones are very suitable for the fairy sword." , let’s try our sword skills, Xiaomiao, come here.”
Xiaomiao was the little Taoist boy cleaning the steps. He didn't look sideways, just stared at the broom without turning his head. He just said, "Don't you have many swords in your hand? What do you want from me?"
Dongfang An secretly scratched his head and muttered: "It's in a bad state today. Why does it talk so much?"
Then he didn't care, and pulled out a sword from his pocket. The style was exactly the same as the swords taken out by the two old men who played chess before. You Ziji suddenly had a bad feeling.
"Uncle Dongfang, the material of this sword seems to be poor. Let's change it to another one."
Dongfang An held the sword in front of him and looked at Xiang carefully, "This sword was purchased from the Jijia Chamber of Commerce. It is made of cold iron and bright gold. Although it is not top-notch, it is better because of its large quantity. It is usually used for training. It’s still enough, if there’s anything wrong with it, let it be.”
Seeing Dongfang An's resolute attitude, You Ziji had no choice but to follow his wishes and make his reputation known, otherwise God knows how many seniors would ask him to test weapons in the future.
Dongfang An had high expectations for You Ziji, so he directly used a sword technique that he had figured out by himself. The sword intention contained in it was quite simple and messy, and it was very suitable for beginners with higher talents to study. After he finished using it, he looked at You Ziji expectantly.
The two were silent for a moment, and Dongfang secretly said, "Why don't you try the sword?"
"I didn't remember."
"It doesn't matter, just follow what you understand and do whatever you want."
You Ziji couldn't stand Dongfang An's expectant gaze, so he stepped forward to dance with his sword. He couldn't remember any swordsmanship moves, and his mind went blank, so he simply used the air-splitting palm move to use his swordsmanship to fool him.
I saw him raising a sword, or to be precise, a palm, with majestic momentum, extraordinary power, and good palm skills, but the sword fell out of his hand and was thrown into the grass. You Ziji quickly stopped and picked up the sword.
Dongfang An, who was on the side, raised his hand to cover his mouth and tried to hold back. As an elder, he couldn't help but laugh out loud. But Xiaomiao still had nothing to do with him and didn't even look at it.
You Ziji had gained experience this time, and when he used his sword skills again, he would not lose his hand. It was just that his movements were out of shape, and his limbs seemed to have their own ideas and could not cooperate with each other.
But at least he was dancing with the sword. Just when You Ziji thought of this, he suddenly heard a whine from the sword, and then broke into two pieces.
Although the little Taoist boy in the distance didn't see it with his own eyes, he was frightened by the sound and moved as far as possible to the side, but not too far away.
This Ji family's sword broke again. I'm afraid the quality is really bad.
Dongfang An raised his hand and pulled out another sword and handed it over. You Ziji took it in his hand and played two or three moves before it broke again. Dongfang An did not believe in evil, and insisted on letting You Ziji finish the drill to see if there was still a chance to remedy his swordsmanship talent.
As a result, there were more and more broken swords. In the end, as long as You Ziji picked up the sword, it would be broken and piled up into a hill in front of the stone arch.
Dongfang An had a sad look on his face. His focus now was not on whether You Ziji was suitable for swordsmanship, but on why You Ziji couldn't use the sword.
He looked up and down at You Ziji, squeezing on the left and looking at the right. Sometimes he grabbed You Ziji's hand and murmured, "What a good swordsman." Sometimes he patted You Ziji on the shoulder and talked to the sky. "Why can't I use a sword?"
Dongfang An suddenly turned his attention to the little Taoist boy. Xiao Miao was trembling all over and moved a few steps to the side. His body was shaking and becoming more stooped. If he hadn't been holding on to the broom, he would have fallen down. Fortunately, Dongfang An had a clear mind and gave up the unrealistic idea. The main reason was that he and Xiaomiao couldn't bear the loss.
You Ziji is still doing his best to dance the sword. Dongfang An is racking his brains on the side and still can't figure out why he can't do anything when he holds the sword in his hand despite being physically suitable for sword practice. If this continues, I'm afraid You Ziji will His understanding of the palm technique was going astray, so he had no choice but to stop.
"My child, where are you from? Have weapons never been used in your hometown?"
This is the most reasonable explanation that Dongfang An can find. In a paradise far away from the world, where there is no fighting, such strange things may happen.
"Reporting to Uncle Master, I'm from Beihuang."
"Beihuang, I haven't heard of a village there, and that's not true. A few days ago, there seemed to be rumors..." Dongfang An became more and more surprised as he thought about it, and said, "Are you a spiritual root?"
"How does uncle know?"
Dongfang An immediately looked at You Ziji differently. He couldn't make the final decision on such a big matter. "Okay, kid, you go in first. Your senior fellow apprentices will come to pick you up."
The wanderer couldn't get what he asked for, and the sadness on his face disappeared instantly. He bid farewell to the eastern darkness and passed through the stone arch.
The next moment You Ziji disappeared, Xiaomiao let out a long sigh of relief and fell limply on the steps. He had been frightened just now, and the pile of sword remains behind him still made him frightened.
Dongfang An also didn't react for a long time, digesting a lot of information.
"Xiao Miao, come with me to meet with the master. I have to report this matter specifically."
Dongfang An made a decision, stretched out his hand, and the seedling turned into a ball of green glow and enveloped Dongfang An, like a meteor streaking across the sky above Xuanming Road.
After he left, the steps and stone arches at the entrance to Xuanming Road also disappeared.
