Qin Sang went to the city many times to investigate and found that Bai Jianglan really did not lie to him. "Fuhu Changquan" was indeed a popular product. Several major escort agencies in the city, including the Wuwei Escort Agency, had this boxing technique.
If you want to learn boxing, you don't have to join a escort agency, you can just spend money. However, just learning "Fuhu Changquan" costs forty or fifty taels of silver, and Qin Sang's wallet will be more than half empty immediately.
However, the future of "Netherworld Sutra" is uncertain, and he will definitely learn this boxing technique.
Seeing that the old Taoist priest did not answer, Qin Sang was secretly surprised and asked: "Taoist Master, don't you want Mingyue to learn martial arts?"
"He has been practicing with you for two months. Has Pindao ever stopped you?"
The old Taoist priest stopped, turned around and asked a question. He sat down on the bluestone on the side of the road, took a sip of water, looked at the vast sky, and sighed: "This year's snow is so much earlier than in previous years. In this world, natural and man-made disasters are coming one after another.
Unexpectedly, it is also a good thing that Ming Yue can have martial arts at her side."
Qin Sang sat down next to him and said with a smile: "What are you afraid of? Qingyang Temple is not your ancestral family property. Even if there is a big chaos in the Sui Dynasty, the worst is to pack your bags and go to other countries to avoid disasters. You will pass on the bright moon to me."
With his skills, he can make a living wherever he goes."
Qin Sang made friends with several merchants and realized that the world was extremely vast. To the south of the Great Sui Dynasty, there were more than a dozen small countries similar to the Ning Kingdom, and there were boundless territories further south.
Bordering the Great Sui Dynasty to the north was a large country, the Heng Kingdom. It is said that the territory of the country was very vast. Compared with the Heng Kingdom, the Great Sui Dynasty could only be regarded as a small country.
To the north of Hengguo, it is said that there is a great country even more powerful than Hengguo.
Ordinary people travel from south to north, from east to west, and never reach the edge until they die.
Qin Sang also helped to pick familiar herbs. The old man and the young man kept filling a basket in one afternoon. When night came, the two found a cave to rest and make a fire to cook.
Although he temporarily stopped thinking about searching for immortals, whenever he came across a cave spring while collecting herbs, Qin Sang couldn't help but poke his head in and take a look.
The old Taoist priest had no choice but to say, "You still don't give up. I have told you a long time ago that I have visited all the mountains with a radius of hundreds of miles and lived in all the caves on the mountains. I have never seen any gods."
I have seen a lot of corpses left by Immortal Xun, and I have personally decorated a few of them."
Qin Sang could only laugh and turned over the steamed buns that were roasting on the fire. He saw the old Taoist sitting cross-legged and sitting quietly with his eyes closed. He did not move for a long time, and his heart suddenly moved. Has Taoist Jixin reached the state of stillness?
The living role model is right in front of me, but I have never seen it. I feel really blind.
Qin Sang felt regretful and hurriedly asked for advice, "Taoist Priest, how do you get rid of distracting thoughts and stay calm?"
Taoist Jixin closed his eyes and asked: "You have read so many Taoist scriptures, how many of them can you remember?"
Qin Sang was ashamed. His heart was devoted to immortality, and he looked down upon the scriptures of ordinary Taoists. He simply read the Taoist scriptures just to learn how to read, and read one sentence in the east and one sentence in the west. He never read it thoroughly.
"Eat first."
The old Taoist priest did not comment, picked up a steamed bun and chewed it carefully.
Qin Sang looked anxious.
The old Taoist priest glanced at him and said, "Meditate, calm down, practice calligraphy, and eating is also practice."
Qin Sang suppressed the restlessness in her heart and finished eating, and found that she felt really calm inside.
After finishing washing, Taoist Jixin said, "Do you still remember the Jingjing Sutra?"
Qin Sang nodded quickly, "I remember part of it."
"Follow my thoughts...If you look inside, you will find your mind, but your mind will not have its own mind; if you look outward, you will see its shape, but your form will not have its shape; if you look at things from a distance, you will find that they have no other things..."
The voices of an old man and a young man reciting sutras sounded in the cave. After reciting the "Qing Jing Sutra" once, Qin Sang opened his eyes and was about to speak, but saw the old Taoist priest immediately starting to recite the second time and hurriedly followed.
After reciting the "Qing Jing Sutra" several times, Qin Sangruo realized something. He sat blankly for a while, stood up and bowed to the old Taoist, "Taoist Master, can I have evening classes with you in the future?"
Taoist Ji Xin laughed and said, "What does it have to do with me whether you recite sutras or not?"
That night, because the old Taoist was sleeping beside him, although Qin Sang did not practice the "Netherworld Sutra", he was extremely excited, thinking that he might have found the right path.
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After that, Qin Sang would get up early and go to bed late every day, doing morning and evening classes with the old Taoist priest and Mingyue. In the blink of an eye, the new year was approaching.
This is the first New Year that Qin Sang has spent in this world. He has so many feelings, but no one can express them.
The Taoist temple's annual festival was ordinary. The only thing worthy of praise was that Taoist Jixin took out the portrait of his master Yunyouzi to worship. Qin Sang saw an old Taoist with a more celestial spirit and a strong nose.
Despite the flood of victims, Sanwu City was still as lively as usual. Qin Sang followed the master and his apprentice into the city to attend the event.
Qin Sang has not been able to cultivate that 'qi' so far. However, after two months of persistence, there is no progress. He is good at meditating. Sometimes he meditates all night without knowing it. Not only will he not be tired the next day, but he will feel refreshed.
He felt refreshed, which made him more and more confident.
The north-south thoroughfare of Sanwu City has prosperous business roads and numerous escort agencies.
The Wuwei Escort Bureau is not the largest escort bureau in Sanwu City, but it has an excellent reputation. Qin Sang also inquired about it for a long time and found out that the Wuwei Escort Agency has a great escort master named Yang Zhen who is very skilled in martial arts and has an upright character. The apprentices he has taught are all good fighters.
It was the New Year's Eve, and most of the escorts who were away on duty had returned to the city. Yang Zhen's escort went to the capital for more than three months before he came back. When Qin Sang heard the news, he immediately bought gifts and asked to come.
Fifty taels of silver were exchanged for the Fuhu Changquan, which was a high price among the major escort agencies in Sanwu City. The accountant of the Wuwei Escort Agency accepted the money and ordered the clerk to take Qin Sang to find Yang Zhen.
Following the boy into a small courtyard, Qin Sang saw dozens of teenagers waiting inside, and asked the boy in a low voice, "Are they all the apprentices of Captain Yang?"
The clerk nodded and said: "Bard Leader Yang has great martial arts skills and a good reputation. His disciples never hide their secrets. If their talent is good enough, they will be accepted as official disciples by Bouncer Yang. There are many people in the city who want to learn martial arts from Bouncer Yang.
Here, Mr. Qin will study with them from now on. Mr. Yang is talking to the chief escort, please wait in the courtyard for a moment, and I will help you hand over the name card and gift first."
As the waiter entered the inner hall, Qin Sang stood in the yard and observed Yang Zhen's apprentices. He could see that dozens of young men were divided into several circles.
There are more than a dozen teenagers wearing identical tight-fitting cotton-padded clothes, with waistbands and leggings, and their bodies are particularly strong. Looking at them playing and gesticulating, it is obvious that their skills are not weak. They are probably the official disciples that the clerk just mentioned.
There are wealthy young men with luxurious clothes and empty steps who come to hang out.
There were also those who were standing alone in the corner, looking very restrained. They might have just become apprentices like myself.
Qin Sang thought for a while, then walked to the corner and waited quietly.
Not long after, the middle door opened wide, and a big man walked out. The young people in the courtyard stopped laughing and shouted to pay homage to the master.
Seeing the real person Yang Zhen, Qin Sang felt a strong sense of oppression from him.
This man was in his fifties, had a beard, and was wearing the attire of the Wuwei Escort Bureau. He was tall, a full head taller than Qin Sang. He was the burliest person Qin Sang had ever seen in his life.
Bai Jianglan's men are all strong men, and they are one size smaller than Yang Zhen.
This chapter has been completed!