Qin Sang was silent, touched his chest, stared into Bai Jianglan's eyes persistently, and said, "Brother Bai, you haven't said yet, if I learn martial arts now, will I be able to succeed?"
Bai Jianglan was a little surprised and said with a smile: "What do you think is success?"
Qin Sang asked tentatively: "Refining inner strength?"
Bai Jianglan shook his head, "Difficult!"
Qin Sang thought of the scene that Bai Jianglan insisted on leaving behind, and said, "What about the thieves who can kill evildoers?"
"The thieves also have people with strong martial arts skills, but..."
Bai Jianglan's expression moved slightly, "It's rare that you have this intention. If you really want to learn it, I can teach you a few moves of "Fuhu Long Fist" to teach you some self-protection. This Kung Fu is not a profound martial arts.
It is the most common fist and kick Kung Fu in the martial arts world, and it can also be performed with guns and sticks. Most bodyguards can perform several moves."
Qin Sang was overjoyed and leaned down to worship, "Qin Sang kowtows to thank my mentor!"
"Don't be too polite!"
Bai Jianglan pulled Qin Sang up with a smile, "Three Witches City will be here soon. I can only teach you three moves. From now on, the world will be different, and it will be difficult to see each other again. I don't dare to call myself a teacher. You and I are still brothers. This sect
"Fuhu Changquan" has ten moves in total. If you can really persevere, you can find a martial arts school to learn the next seven moves. However, don't despise the rudimentary kung fu. Although it is a rudimentary kung fu, if you practice hard and practice hard, your understanding will be improved.
If you have enough, you can achieve great things. It is said that there was a wizard in the martial arts who used the simplest "Arhat Fist" to develop a powerful body of Qi. Of course, he is the only one."
"Watch it!"
"The first move, the angry dragon goes out to sea..."
"The second form, the fist reaches the sky..."
"The third form, King Kong Crouching on the Tiger..."
"Fuhu Changquan" is indeed superficial, especially the first three moves. Bai Jianglan memorized the moves and formulas after Qin Sang practiced it twice.
When it was Qin Sang's turn to fight on his own, he realized that there was something going on inside, and it was far from being as simple as it seemed. He and Bai Jianglan seemed to perform the same move exactly the same, but they were full of mistakes in their exertion.
Next is the process of directing strength and correcting errors. Fortunately, the first three movements of "Fuhu Changquan" focus on the arms and fists, and the footwork is not complicated, so Qin Sang's injured leg has little impact.
"Concentrate! Pay attention to your body shape. Is there a King Kong like you?"
"Moves are for the outside and strength is for the inside. If you use the wrong strength, you will never be able to develop your inner strength in your life!"
…
When it came to teaching martial arts, Bai Jianglan showed no mercy, and scolding was taken lightly.
After those people finished practicing, they gathered around and laughed and watched the fun. Qin Sang was slapped on the back several times and did not dare to be distracted anymore. By the time of the meal, he had mastered all three postures.
After dinner, the sun came out, and the fog on the river became thinner at a speed visible to the naked eye. Suddenly someone on the bow of the boat shouted, "Three Witches City has arrived!"
Qin Sang stood up holding on to the side of the boat and saw the mist in the middle of the river dispersed into the green mountains. The exposed river was lined with ships of all sizes, stretching as far as the eye could see. The glow of the morning sun was flowing in the river, and the scenery was extremely magnificent.
In the center where the ships gathered, the first ferry should be on the shore. It is said to be a ferry, and it is almost the same size as a town, several times bigger than the small town where Qin Sanwa works.
It’s hard to imagine what a majestic city Sanwu City behind the ferry is!
The boat moved forward in a low-key manner. The water monkey jumped to the bow of the boat and waved flags. Waiting for a small boat to come gently by, he loudly negotiated the price with the boatman, turned around and shouted: "Brother Qin, get off the boat!"
It's time to disembark.
“See you later!”
Although the time spent with Bai Jianglan and others was brief, Qin Sang felt extremely reluctant to leave. After saying goodbye one by one, he tied the basket with a rope and put it on the small boat, and watched the big ship leave.
The water monkey was still waving at the bow of the boat.
…
"Is this your first time coming to Three Witches City, young master?"
The boat shuttled swiftly in the river and slowly approached the ferry. The man holding the boat was an old man. Seeing that Qin Sang had been looking at the ferry with his head propped up, he started talking to him.
Qin Sang withdrew his gaze, looked at the old man, and joked: "Boatman, my surname is Qin, I don't dare to be a young man. I'm here to find the gods. Judging from your skills, you have been running boats on the river for many years. Have you ever
Have you ever seen a god?"
The old man laughed loudly, "Brother Qin, please don't make fun of me. I have been running boats with my parents since I was eight years old. I have been running on the river for more than fifty years, but I have never seen any gods. Brother Qin
, are you coming to Sanwu City to do business, to visit relatives and friends, or to find a way to make a living? The little old man has traveled all over Sanwu City and beyond, maybe he can help you a little."
"Look at my leg," Qin Sang lifted the injured leg and said with a wry smile, "I can't stand firm now and don't think about anything. Let's heal the leg first. I don't know where there is a miracle doctor at the ferry. Please tell me.
Sir, give me some pointers."
"oh?"
The old man lowered his head and looked at Qin Sang's legs carefully, shook his head and said: "The miracle doctors are all in the city treating the nobles, so why would they stay at the ferry? It's still thirty miles from here to Sanwu City... But I do know a few of them.
The old man has a good reputation at the ferry. If you can trust me, I will take you there..."
While they were talking, the dock appeared in their sight. The ferry was crowded with people, most of them were in ragged clothes, and they were noisy and chaotic.
Qin Sang was surprised and said: "There are so many people at the ferry?"
"Brother Qin doesn't know something..."
The old man looked pitiful and sighed: "In the past, the ferry was not so lively. Recently, many people fleeing from the north came from the north. They said that there was a severe drought in the north and there was a locust plague. There was no grain harvest in the fields. I heard that some people were raising flags to rebel, and military disasters were everywhere.
.They are all poor people who cannot survive in their hometown and have no choice but to flee south. To be honest, I am almost sixty years old. I have seen similar scenes several times, but I have never seen such a world. Not only the first
The first ferry crossing and the following crossings are all crowded with poor people looking for a living. Dozens of people are vying to be the poorest trackers. Not to mention outside the Three Witches City, they all say that the new emperor is stupid and ignorant..."
The old man suddenly shut up and glanced at Qin Sang with a sly expression.
Qin Sang didn't take it seriously and looked at the dock while holding the side of the boat. As the old man said, 90% of them were poor people with yellow faces and skinny muscles.
The old man made a mistake in his words and hurriedly changed the subject, "Brother Qin, when I mentioned the poor people, I suddenly remembered. I have never seen a real immortal, but I have heard that there is a living immortal in the Qingyang Temple in Cuiming Mountain!
"
Qin Sang exclaimed, "What kind of living god?"
Seeing that Qin Sang's attention was indeed attracted, the old man said with a smile on his face, "Speaking of this living god, he has a good reputation in the neighborhood. He refers to the Taoist Jixin Taoist master of Qingyang Temple. Is there any Taoist temple on Cuiming Mountain?
Young Master, Qingyang Temple has never been very famous. Later, the Master of Qingyang Temple appeared and its reputation became bigger. Speaking of Master Qingyang Temple, the most famous thing is his benevolence as a saint. It is true to say that he is a living god."
This chapter has been completed!