"ah?"
Zhang Yao was startled for a moment and subconsciously said: "What kind of internal martial arts?"
Zhou An discerned his expression, squinted his eyes, and said slowly: "All martial arts in this world have internal and external aspects. The horizontal and hard skills taught by me at Jinding Martial Arts School belong to the external martial arts."
"But I see that there are some shadows of internal martial arts in your movements, especially in the movements of the transformation of Zhuang Kung Fu..."
As soon as these words came out: Zhang Yannian's expression suddenly changed, and he suddenly turned his head to look at Zhang Yao, his eyes burning.
"Transformation of pile skills? Could it be..."
Zhang Yao's heart moved slightly, and he immediately bowed and said: "Master, I have never practiced internal martial arts, but I have practiced a pile of martial arts that is used to maintain health and longevity."
"The key to maintaining health?"
Zhou An's eyes flashed, he thought for a moment, and his expression suddenly relaxed: "So that's it... I'm the one who made the fuss."
As he spoke, he looked at Zhang Yao carefully and said, "But judging from your appearance, your kung fu has almost been practiced to the core. That health-preserving pile skill is quite strong, right?"
"Yes, it can't be hidden from Master's eyes."
Zhang Yao stood with his hands tied and said honestly: "I have been practicing that health-preserving pile skill since I was a child. I have been practicing it for many years."
"good."
Zhou An nodded slightly and smiled: "At your age, you can practice the health-preserving skills to such an extent, which shows your dedication and perseverance."
"Your talent and character are the best choice. You can be called a martial arts wizard."
Zhang Yao quickly lowered his head and said humbly: "Master is so complimentary, and I am so ashamed of myself."
"okay."
Zhou An waved his hand and said: "You have the foundation of this Zhuang Gong. When you practice the twenty-four postures of carrying the tripod, your progress will surely be rapid."
"But you must be very careful. You cannot practice these two skills at the same time, otherwise it will cause you to lose your energy and blood and become seriously ill."
When Zhang Yao heard this, his heart immediately moved.
"Taiyi Zhuang Gong and the twenty-four postures of carrying the tripod cannot be practiced at the same time?"
"It's probably because the energy loss is so severe that ordinary people can't bear it... I'll try it again when I get back."
With this thought in mind, he immediately said with respect on his face: "Yes, I will follow Master's teachings."
Zhou An nodded and said: "You will perform the twenty-four postures of carrying the tripod again from the beginning. Take your time."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Yao immediately followed Zhou An's instructions and practiced the twenty-four postures of carrying the tripod from the beginning.
This time, Zhou An came to his side, pointed out his mistakes and corrected them one by one. While teaching by words and deeds, he also demonstrated himself.
With such a famous teacher, Zhang Yao's progress was naturally astonishing, with new changes almost every time he practiced.
More than an hour later, Zhang Yao's fists and kicks came out, and his body turned. The drill was already 90% similar, and only some details needed to be adjusted.
"What an amazing talent!"
Zhang Yannian on the side looked at it from beginning to end, with a complicated look on his face, and felt ashamed in his heart.
"Sir, it's time for lunch."
A servant came over and reminded Zhou An.
"Um."
Zhou An nodded and signaled: "Zhang Yao, you go to eat first, take a rest and come back in the afternoon."
"Yes, Master."
Zhang Yao bowed respectfully, turned around and walked out of the backyard, passed through the two martial arts arenas in the inner courtyard and the front courtyard, and left the Jinding Martial Arts Hall.
"Master..."
Zhang Yannian, who was on the side, came over and couldn't help but said: "Could it be that you have the idea of accepting a disciple?"
Under normal circumstances, although Zhou An would teach new martial arts apprentices, he would not talk so much, let alone be so attentive.
After all, they are just registered disciples. The relationship between us is very simple. One pays the money and the other teaches the skills. What I teach is real things. As for how much you can learn in the martial arts gym, it all depends on your own level.
But Zhou An's treatment of Zhang Yao was completely different from other new disciples, which naturally made Zhang Yannian have suspicions in his mind.
"I have some thoughts in this regard..."
Zhou An didn't hide it, smiled, and said with emotion: "It's rare. This kid's talent is better than you and Yao'er, and even Zong Wei can't compare."
"Seeing that I am getting old and my blood is starting to decline, it really makes me itchy to meet such a good young talent."
"Besides, having one more senior brother will give you one more person to help you if you encounter trouble in the future."
Zhang Yannian's expression on the side changed slightly and he said, "Master is only over fifty years old. He is at the peak of the Spring and Autumn Period. How can he look old?"
"I can't do it if I don't accept it."
But Zhou An shook his head and said: "In today's world, if you can live beyond the age of sixty, you will have a good death. What's more, how can anyone who practices foreign martial arts live longer?"
Zhang Yannian was silent for a moment, then asked in a low voice: "What about this Zhang Yao, look at..."
Zhou An pondered for a moment and said: "There is no rush in this matter. Let's explore his background first."
"Even if his family is clean and he has no bad deeds, and his parents and grandparents are doing decent business, his character and character must still be examined, which can take several months at least."
Hearing this, Zhang Yannian nodded and said, "I understand, Master. I will take time to deal with this matter."
In this era, the relationship between a master and his disciples is no less than a true father-son relationship.
Therefore, although Zhou An was interested in accepting a disciple, he still had to be cautious about this matter and would not make up his mind easily.
…………
"Martial arts wizard?"
Zhang Yao was walking on West Street, shaking his head secretly in his heart.
His family knows his own affairs well, and his talent in martial arts can only be said to be average, otherwise he would have been spotted by the old palace master.
What really makes his performance extraordinary is his Taiyi Zhuang Kung Fu.
This Zhuang Kung Fu is easy to learn but difficult to master. There are many examples of Taoist monks in the Qingping Palace who were in their 40s and 50s and could not master it after practicing it all their lives.
I'm afraid Zhou An never thought that Zhang Yao, who was only fifteen years old, was close to mastering his skills.
"However, with a solid foundation in Taiyi Zhuang Gong and the talent of transforming essence, I am afraid that a true martial arts prodigy may not be as good as me."
Thinking of this, Zhang Yao felt confident in his heart, his thoughts moved slightly, and in an instant, a light cyan light curtain rose out:
Name: Zhang Yao
Talent: source of vitality, transformation of essence
Skills: Mastery of Medicinal Materials (50%), Taiyi Zhuang Gong (66%), Alchemy (14%), Jinding Gong (3%)
"You've made 3% progress just after you started? That's not bad."
Zhang Yao raised his eyebrows and felt a hint of joy in his heart.
It seemed that he was practicing this Golden Cauldron Technique faster than he thought.
This is an external skill used for fighting and killing. It only needs to be practiced to a small degree to give him a certain degree of self-protection.
"It's time to rent a yard."
Thinking of this, Zhang Yao quickened his pace slightly.
He first came to a tooth shop on West Street. After explaining his needs, he was led by the tooth man to see several courtyards.
Without being too picky, he quickly selected a courtyard and quickly completed a series of procedures such as signatures and deposits.
"It's really dirty. You still need five taels of silver a year..."
In the private courtyard, Zhang Yao was cleaning while still complaining.
This place is not big, but it is more expensive than most houses in Changping City. Naturally, the location is good.
It's not far from the bustling West Street, and it's only a few minutes' walk to the Jinding Martial Arts School. He also chose this location specially.
"This money must be spent when it should be spent."
"This Changping City is not a paradise. There are many thieves and bandits, as well as some local gangs."
"I am alone and not safe. I live near the Jinding Martial Arts School and I am a disciple of the Martial Arts School, so I can avoid a lot of trouble."
With Zhang Yao thinking like this, he didn't care much about the cost of silver coins.
Master Guanlu still has hundreds of taels left in his savings, at least enough to support his expenses for several years.
In a few years, his Jinding Gong will be completed, not to say perfect, and he will naturally find a way to make money by then.
