Arriving at the hotel, Qingyunzi jumped up like a monkey and shook hands with Professor Long, holding Professor Long's hand tightly with both hands. "Old friend, old friend, you are still so busy, aren't you afraid of exhausting yourself? You are too dedicated to saving lives and healing the wounded.
Come on. Come on, let me help you massage your lower back and cervical spine. It’s easy.”
Professor Long said: "Today, I brought you an opponent. I want him to give me a massage."
"Who?" Qingyunzi asked alertly.
"Liu Muqiao."
"He? Haha, who did I think he was? He, stand aside!"
"Aren't you afraid that the waves behind you in the Yangtze River push the waves ahead?"
"He, I was sitting in the same row with him on the plane today. What kind of traditional Chinese medicine does he know? He doesn't recognize traditional Chinese medicine at all. It just so happens that you should also talk about him. Don't be so narrow-minded. Traditional Chinese medicine has the expertise and advantages of traditional Chinese medicine."<
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"He said his massage is very powerful." Professor Long said.
"Impossible. Did you know that he actually said that fire therapy is pseudoscience? Tell me how prejudiced and arrogant he is. Come on, leave him alone. He will do surgery and I will do massage." Qingyunzi held his hands with both hands.
Lift Professor Long's shoulders and prepare for massage.
"Really, I want to see how Liu Muqiao is doing. Just now, he was bragging a lot on the road. I understand that only those who have the right to investigate can have a say. Come on, Liu Muqiao, help me." Professor Long said loudly.<
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Liu Muqiao did not flinch. He is ranked seventh in the country. Although he cannot be said to be invincible, but he has entered the first team, will he still be afraid of a non-academic folk master?
Liu Muqiao had alcohol cotton balls in his bag. After disinfecting them, he grabbed Professor Long's slender cervical vertebrae and kneaded, pressed, pushed, pinched, took, rolled, and buckled...
Using more than a dozen techniques at once, Professor Long was so horrified that he was speechless for several minutes.
You are really awesome!
How is this possible?
You are only 22 years old. Even if you have been studying art since birth, it has only been 22 years. You... No, don't think about it. Pancreatic surgery, isn't he unreasonable?
Qingyunzi stood aside, eyes wide open.
As an expert, he could tell at a glance that Liu Miqiao was no novice. The techniques he used were like those of a massage master.
"Who is your master?"
Liu Muqiao turned around and smiled, but said nothing.
"Come on, come on, do it for me, and I will know who your master is." Qingyunzi said eagerly.
In the world of martial arts, it is very important to know the inheritance of a sect. Sometimes they are enemies, and sometimes they are classmates. If you make a mistake, it will lead to tragedy and even grievances for several generations.
Of course Liu Miqiao wanted to know his master's discipline, and said: "Just wait, I'll help Professor Long do it, and then I'll do it for you. However, I have some doubts, can you really determine my master's discipline?"
"Hey, I don't dare to brag about anything else. As a master, I can still judge one or two. Nowadays, I know about the massage masters living in the world, at least their inheritance."
After a while, Liu Maqiao re-sterilized, took a breath, and put his hand on Qing Yunzi's neck.
This is an eighty-year-old cervical vertebra. The strength should not be too great, let alone too intense, so as not to damage the elderly man's fragile bones.
However, Liu Miqiao knew he was wrong as soon as he started to think about it.
This cervical vertebra really does not look like the cervical vertebra of an 80-year-old man, but like that of a middle-aged man, very strong.
The cervical vertebrae of many people in their 40s and 50s are incomparable.
It seems that this Qingyunzi is really not simple.
Liu Muqiao started working seriously. He stopped worrying and went all out, pinching, taking, and rolling...
Liu Muqiao worked hard and Qingyunzi enjoyed it very much. He was not like Professor Long who hummed and said nothing.
He was looking for what Liu Muqiao did wrong.
He is judging Liu Miqiao’s inheritance.
Hum, not bad, it’s hard to find mistakes with this method.
He must judge the inheritance of his master in his technique.
The more you do it, the more frightened you become.
The more I do it, the less I can believe it. How is it possible?
"You are my senior brother!" Qingyunzi exclaimed loudly.
Liu Muqiao was also shocked.
How is that possible?
"You are my junior brother!" Qing Yunzi said with certainty, "Many of your techniques are unique to our sect. These techniques are impossible to learn from other sects. You said, Liu Muqiao, you are
Not a close disciple of Master?"
Liu Muqiao was at a loss.
I don’t know whether your master is a boy or a girl, what his last name is, whether he is tall or short.
Liu Muqiao shook his head.
"What? What do you mean by shaking your head?"
Liu Muqiao said: "I don't know your master."
Qingyunzi suddenly became excited, but then calmed down.
Yes, Master died 20 years ago at the age of 106. How could Liu Miqiao possibly meet him?
This is strange.
Although the master has had many apprentices, after he has completed his training and is alive in the world, there is no one but himself.
Logically speaking, the only possible master for Liu Muqiao is me, Qingyunzi.
How could I have such an apprentice?
Is it possible that he is another disciple of another senior brother?
Qingyunzi quickly ruled out this possibility.
"Are you my apprentice?"
Liu Muqiao laughed, "What do you think!"
Qingyunzi couldn't figure it out, and the more he thought about it, the more confused he became. From Liu Maqiao's technique and proficiency, he should be his junior brother or his apprentice, but this possibility does not exist.
"Whose apprentice are you?"
Liu Muqiao shook his head, "I don't know either."
"You don't know?"
"Yes, I really don't know. I am self-taught." Liu Maqiao had no choice but to tell the truth as close to the truth as he didn't want to tell lies, but he couldn't tell the truth.
"Tell me, how did you become self-taught?"
"I had a dream, and there was an old man teaching me in the dream." Liu Miqiao could only say this.
"Well, well, that's right. So, you are my junior brother. Really, yes, you are my master's new disciple. He has become an immortal! Haha, I guessed it right. Really, he has already
Just think that he is not dead, he has really become an immortal!" Qingyunzi said to himself.
Liu Muqiao is also strange.
Could it be that this unique skill of mine is inherited from Qingyunzi’s sect?
"Junior brother, tell me, what else has master taught you?" Qingyunzi asked eagerly.
"I...are you sure, I must be your junior brother?" Liu Miqiao was a little confused.
"Of course, 100%, your technique is exactly the same as mine. You are no worse than me, and in some places, you are even better than me. Tell me, what else did my master teach you?"
Liu Muqiao thought for a while and said, "There is also... acupuncture."
"What else? Did Tian Lai Acupuncture teach me?"
Liu Muqiao shook his head, "No."
"Five Animals Play?"
Liu Muqiao shook his head, then nodded again, "Well, you taught me Wu Qin Xi."
"Practice it!"
"But not all, I only know how to play tiger and deer."
"Ah? How can I only teach you tiger and deer tricks?"
"Indeed."
"Okay, I don't care how much you have learned, just practice it and show me!"
Liu Muqiao tried to practice the tiger play and the deer play.
"Haha, it's absolutely true! You are my junior brother! Different sects have different understandings of Wuqinxi. This is exactly the method of our sect."
This chapter has been completed!