People don’t know me, but I only know people

Li Daoqing's words were an understatement, but the lethality was more terrifying than the aura on his body. Chen Aiyang couldn't help but take three steps back, with a look of horror on his face and his pupils tightly constricted. He couldn't believe that he would meet someone who just became a disciple casually.

When one reaches the highest achiever in Chinese martial arts, the real living Buddha, the land god, he jumps out of the Five Elements and is no longer in the Three Realms.

A master of this level, even in this era dominated by firearms, is absolutely unscrupulous and looks down upon the world. It is extremely difficult for him to fall. This is already an otherworldly existence.

Chen Aiyang was horrified and delighted at the same time. As his master, Li Daoqing, the higher his level of strength, the more he would benefit. With such a great master, his path to martial arts training would be smooth sailing. He would meet a famous teacher and be very lucky in life.

"I have even taken another step towards breaking through the void and seeing God as indestructible!"

Li Daoqing withdrew his eyes from the nine heavens, and looked deeply at Chen Aiyang with his indifferent and deep eyes. The powerful and lofty aura on his body was suddenly withdrawn, as if it had never appeared before, and the sound of birdsong and wind sounded in Chen Aiyang's ears again.

Chen Aiyang took a breath, wondering what kind of evil master he had defeated. Breaking the void and seeing the gods as indestructible have always been the highest state of national martial arts. There are only a few people who have reached this state since ancient times. Every one

They are all legends and myths, with monstrous wisdom and profound opportunities, but no one has ever taken a step forward. They all believe that breaking through the void and seeing the gods are indestructible is the end of the road to martial arts, and it is impossible to move forward.

Chen Aiyang suspected that he was hearing hallucinations. He dug his slender white little fingers into his ears and picked at his ears. He just heard something. His master said that he had broken through the highest realm of Chinese martial arts and took another step forward. This is simply a myth.

, the first person in the history, the unprecedented great master of Chinese martial arts, even the rebirth of Shakyamuni, Zhang Sanfeng and others, but they are not as good as the master in front of them.

Li Daoqing seemed to really like seeing Chen Aiyang's surprised and doubtful look on life. A somewhat narrow smile appeared on his calm face. His eyes were slightly narrowed, thin and narrow, clear and spotless, like a newly born child.

With curiosity and innocence about the world, he said softly.

"In the future, only when you step into the realm of breaking through the void and seeing the immortality of God can you learn from me the methods of cultivation in the subsequent realms!"

"If not, there is no need to say more!"

Li Daoqing created the realm of self-only Dharma and being holy in front of others. It is not easy to practice. Only those who have achieved the realm of breaking the void and seeing the gods are indestructible can be qualified to practice. Otherwise, even if the Dharma is taught, it will not be possible.

I will only doubt whether this technique is real, and it will affect my martial arts will.

Chen Aiyang's reaction did not disappoint Li Daoqing. There was a sluggish look on his face, and then he couldn't hide his excitement. His face was distorted, his body was shaking slightly, and he could barely control the energy and blood in his body. His eyes were full of firm belief, and he was ruthless.

He nodded hard, his voice changed, and he assured Li Daoqing.

"This disciple has gone all out to achieve the state of breaking through the void and seeing God as indestructible!"

Chen Aiyang is very devout in the practice of boxing. Naturally, he wants to see the end of the road of martial arts, what kind of step he can take, and whether there are magnificent and spectacular sights. For those who practice martial arts, this is their lifelong pursuit and yearning.

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Li Daoqing nodded with satisfaction and walked to the lounge chair again, basking in the sun comfortably and rocking the chair, leisurely and lazy. Where was the domineering and indifference of being the only person in the world before, just like a sixty or seventy-year-old man?

Old man, killing boring time and passing the day.

Chen Aiyang looked solemn, and continued to practice boxing and marrow refining methods in the small courtyard. Li Daoqing closed his eyes to rest, but spoke a sentence or two from time to time, all of which were details that Chen Aiyang had not noticed, which made Chen Aiyang pay attention to

Li Daoqing's level of strength became more and more awed. He didn't open his eyes and just listened to the movement of his own energy and blood, and he understood his situation as if he was in control. It was really terrifying and terrible.

Chen Aiyang knew in his heart that with this skill, if he competed with Li Daoqing but couldn't survive two moves, he would be defeated. The difference in realm and strength was too far. This made Chen Aiyang, who had always been quite confident in his own qualifications and understanding, less

A little more arrogant. A little more down-to-earth.

Chen Aiyang is already a boxing genius that is hard to find in the world, but with his An Jin cultivation, he has already cultivated Tai Chi to the highest level, comparable to Yang Luchan.

"In less than twenty years, your Tai Chi will reach its peak and you will realize the artistic conception of Yang Luchan."

What this old master meant was: Chen Aiyang will reach the level of Yang Luchan in Tai Chi within twenty years.

What a high evaluation this is! It also reflects that Chen Aiyang is indeed an incredible martial arts master and genius.

Xue Lianxin is the descendant of Xue Dian, the curator of the Tianjin Martial Arts Museum during the Republic of China. His Xingyi Kungfu was superb decades ago, his martial arts reached the level of Huajin, and he has many disciples. Many masters who are active now have received the guidance of this old man.

For example, Ma Hongjun of Hong Kong Island Yu Hing Group, Liu Jiajun of Baodao Sanlian Group, etc. have all received his guidance.

Xue Lianxin is not only good at martial arts, he is also highly respected for his character, reputation, and martial ethics. Therefore, when he gets old, even if others know that his martial arts is not as good as before due to his body's energy and blood, they will not dare to stand up.

There was a desire for fame in him.

Therefore, Xue Lianxin’s words are very convincing. In addition, Chen Aiyang has never lost a battle with others, and under his secret strength, no one can escape unscathed. Even the eight who have dominated the Vietnamese martial arts world for ten years

Jiquan master Zhang Guangming also died under Chen Aiyang's punch.

Zhang Guangming was also in his forties at that time, and his martial arts was at its peak. He practiced Bajiquan intensively, and had reached the stage of refining the marrow with the two sounds of "hum ha". His kung fu reached the peak of dark power. That martial arts competition really established Chen Aiyang's

He became the number one player in Southeast Asia.

It is worth mentioning that when Chen Aiyang killed Zhang Guangming, he did not use Tai Chi Kung Fu, but the Dark Tiger Form of Xingyi Sect. It was inherited from Sun Lutang. Afterwards, senior people in the martial arts community commented one after another.

, Chen Aiyang is very likely to be the second Sun Lutang, a great master who comes out every three hundred years.

Therefore, Chen Aiyang is fully qualified, confident and proud. He is the proud man of heaven. His qualifications, understanding and wisdom are all outstanding among people, and people look up to him.

Even Wang Chao's qualifications, understanding and wisdom are not as good as his. It's just chance and fate that lead to success.

It was only when Chen Aiyang met Li Daoqing that he understood what it meant to have people outside the world, what it meant to be looked up to and awed by.

Li Daoqing is like Mount Everest, the highest in the world. As long as he is around, no one will pay attention to K2, the second highest peak in the world. The eyes of the world always stay on the strongest. Li Daoqing is the strongest in the world and the strongest in all times.

, the Taoist who has stepped into the highest realm of Chinese martial arts and blazed a new path will be a person who will be worshiped and worshiped in the future.

In the evening, Zhou Binglin returned to the small courtyard with a dark face again. He lost to Lao Li Tou again. The clever tricks he thought of were easily broken by Lao Li Tou, and he was unable to fight back.

They retreated steadily, and in the end only one veteran was left. The defeat was so miserable that Zhou Binglin, who was open-minded, could not stand up and felt that he had lost all his dignity.

Li Daoqing looked at Zhou Binglin who pushed the door open and sat aside without saying a word, with a drooped old face. As soon as his thoughts changed, he understood the reason. There was a bit of smile in his bright eyes, adding fuel to the fire.

Oil, joked.

"Master Zhou, did you beat Lao Li Tou in the chess game this time? Once you come up with those clever tricks, you will definitely succeed!"

Zhou Binglin's face turned even darker when he heard this, and he glared at Li Daoqing fiercely. He had been with Li Daoqing for a long time, and he also understood the temperament of this half of his disciples. He was narrow-minded and fond of making trouble, had no integrity, was lazy and tired, and his favorite

He is just joking and teasing, with a somewhat bad mouth, and no respect from his apprentice to his master. He is just a leaky, evil-hearted little cotton-padded jacket, who has repeatedly teased him about his poor chess skills.

"You really don't want to open any pot!"

"I don't want to talk to you anymore!"

Zhou Binglin turned around and ignored Li Daoqing. He looked at Chen Aiyang who was practicing seriously on the side. He couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction. Li Daoqing, the big brother, was considered useless. His temperament was as annoying as that old guy from Taoist Xuanyuan. He had better cultivate this little boy in front of him.

No.’s good disciple, grandson.

Although Zhou Binglin has never held an elixir due to his body's energy and blood, he has already reached a state where he can be regarded as one of the top boxing masters in the world today. His state is much higher than that of Chen Aiyang today, and he is enough to guide Chen Aiyang in his practice.

Zhou Binglin did not hide his secrets. He gave advice from time to time and told Chen Aiyang some secrets of Sun style Tai Chi. Chen Aiyang gained a lot. He was enlightened and his heart was filled with joy, gratitude and respect.

It's not that he turned to Zhou Binglin.

Zhou Binglin was greatly comforted by the respect and admiration of the younger generation, and his heart was filled with beauty. The look he saw at Chen Aiyang became more kind and kind. Moreover, Chen Aiyang had extraordinary qualifications and extraordinary understanding. If Zhou Binglin casually gave some advice, Chen Aiyang would be able to understand and draw inferences from one example.

Zhou Binglin admired him very much. These disciples were simply treasures.

Zhou Binglin only experienced such joy when he taught Li Daoqing the true method of Sun Style Tai Chi on Wenqu Peak. At that time, Li Daoqing still knew how to respect him, unlike now, when he is so angry that he doesn't respect his teacher at all.

He showed no respect at all and made fun of his chess skills every day, which really hurt Zhou Binglin's heart.

Chen Aiyang was worth a lot, so the dinner was naturally arranged by him as a junior and had it prepared and delivered from the hotel. As a disciple, it was natural for Chen Aiyang to support his master.

Before Chen Aiyang came, Zhou Binglin was supported by Li Daoqing. Although he did not arrange anyone, the superiors did not dare to ignore this terrifying existence that one man was against one country, destroying the way forward for Japanese martial arts and destroying the spirit of Japanese martial arts. They sent someone to take charge of it.

Li Daoqing and Zhou Binglin had three meals a day, but Chen Aiyang came and stopped serving them.

Time flies, and the years pass. At the turn of autumn and winter, the withered yellow leaves on the trees have fallen away, leaving only the bare branches, like sharp blades, sticking straight into the sky, with their sharp edges exposed, and the cold air is pressing, bringing a burst of coldness.

The howling north wind made people put on thick and warm clothes. Just like this, the cold north wind blew on their faces, as sharp as a knife, making countless faces turn red.

In the small courtyard, the jujubes full of dates on the red jujube tree had disappeared. They had all been knocked down and became the ingredients for Li Daoqing's tea and daily snacks.

Li Daoqing was still blocking the chair as usual, but the lounge chair was no longer in the courtyard, but placed under the corridor. Next to it were a thermos cup and a dry fruit plate. There were wolfberry and jujube soaked in the cup, which was steaming and white.

The air floats in the mouth of the cup, curling up and down, like a freehand landscape painting, with an ethereal fairy air.

Li Daoqing was lying on the chair, very comfortable. From time to time, he reached out and picked up a red date, put it into his mouth, and then spit it out. He spit out a red date core, like a sharp arrow leaving the string, very fast, making a whooshing sound.

With a sound, he flew through the air and went straight to Chen Aiyang who was practicing boxing in the yard.

Don't underestimate this red date core. It is definitely no weaker than Qiu Qianchi in martial arts novels. It can be shot through the human body and cause fatal injuries.

Chen Aiyang has long been accustomed to Li Daoqing's convulsive sneak attacks. He spread his legs apart, held the bird's tail in one hand, and burst out with strength. He stretched out his fingers, bent his index and middle fingers, and flicked the side of the date core.

"Ding!"

Like gold and stone clashing, buzzing continuously, Chen Aiyang's fingers were as warm as jade, slender and smooth, with a shining light. After colliding with the jujube core, he felt a force bursting out from it, drilling into the fingers, and his heart

With a shudder, his energy and blood mobilized, and his strength exploded, and then he dispersed it, leaving only a trace of purple on the flawless jade finger.

The direction of the jujube core was changed by Chen Aiyang's force, and it shot directly into the ground on the side, leaving a deep hole, small and dark. There are also many similar deep holes on the ground not far away, and they should all be there.

This is what caused it.

Li Daoqing straightened up, picked up the thermos cup on the side, lowered his head and took a sip, then looked up at Chen Aiyang, nodded with satisfaction, and said.

"Yes, now that you have perfected your Anjin, you have refined your limbs and head, and you can try to step into the Huajin!"

Chen Aiyang nodded. He had long been confident of entering Huajing, but Li Daoqing had been suppressing him, preventing him from breaking through early and accumulating foundation. Until today, he had barely met Li Daoqing's requirements, and then he allowed him to break through.

Step into the realm of Huajin Grandmaster.

Chen Aiyang was slowly practicing Tai Chi under the shade of the old jujube tree. His movements, coming and going, from left to right, and from right to left, were as natural as running water.

The sunlight filtered through the trees at night, leaving mottled bright spots on his body. As his body swayed, these bright spots looked like pieces of golden scales.
To be continued...