Wei Zhengyang stretched himself and came to the backyard. Now there were only three of them in the whole restaurant.
He heard a sound coming from the top of the building, looked up, and saw Dolin waving his fists continuously, and his body was constantly exuding white heat.
"This technique is interesting, but the boxing technique is a bit out of tune." Wei Zhengyang took a handful of peanuts from the kitchen, leaned on the millstone in the courtyard and looked at it with interest.
Daolin didn't notice at all that anyone was paying attention to him downstairs. He devoted himself wholeheartedly to military boxing and did his best in every move.
As time passed, the increasingly intense itching sensation emanating from his bones made him very uncomfortable. Several times he felt like falling to the ground and rolling around.
"You can't do this. Without matching martial arts, it's easy to go crazy." Wei Zhengyang easily jumped to the top of the third floor.
Daolin did not stop his movements. The movements of Juntiquan could slightly relieve the soreness. If he stopped, it would definitely be even more unbearable.
"Look at me and learn from me!" Wei Zhengyang said.
I saw that his feet were shoulder-width apart and his body was squatting slightly.
"Tai Chi?" Daolin's eyes lit up for a moment, and he quickly changed his movements.
"Calm down, take a deep breath, and carefully feel the changes in your body." Wei Zhengyang reminded Daolin when he saw that he was ready.
Then, Wei Zhengyang started to move. His movements were very slow, allowing Daolin to easily keep up.
"You must feel calm, immerse yourself in nature, and forget all feelings."
Wei Zhengyang's speed gradually increased, and Daolin felt that he also increased his speed.
Daolin had no distracting thoughts at this time and devoted himself wholeheartedly to studying with Wei Zhengyang.
This boxing technique is very long. It is not Tai Chi as he thought, but a very strange boxing technique.
The starting position is slow, and the speed becomes faster and faster. By the middle part, it is extremely powerful, with wide opening and closing.
The speed slows down in the middle and rear sections, but the power is increasing, and you can feel the traction of the airflow when you wave your hands.
As he continued to deepen, Daolin felt warm all over his body, and the "Evergreen Jue" was stimulated to the extreme, with white smoke rising from all over his body.
Bone refining officially begins.
"Your physical fitness is too poor. From now on, follow the boxing techniques I teach you five times a day." Wei Zhengyang said, jumped down and left.
Dowling continued, and they felt that their whole bodies began to feel hot and their skin began to turn red.
"It turns out that the military boxing I did before was of no use at all. It was not a real bone refining at all."
Daolin certainly cherishes the good methods he gets, and pays special attention to every punch, kick, and movement.
In the backyard, Dao Wuji brought out the prepared breakfast. Just as he was about to call out to Lin, Wei Zhengyang stopped him with his eyes.
"I know you want Lin'er to go to the Imperial Capital to trouble Taoists, but with his current level, going there is simply asking for death. If you don't want your precious son to die an ugly death, just let him practice more." Wei Zhengyang said.
He picked up a white steamed bun and took a bite and said.
"Grandpa Wei, what is the strength of the Taoist family now?" Dao Wuji swallowed his saliva and asked.
"The second Taoist is now a third-level extraordinary, and the third and fourth girls are also extraordinary. Many of your cousins have also become extraordinary. Among the many families in the imperial capital, the strength of the Taoist family can be ranked among the top three." Wei Zhengyang
He took a sip of the porridge and said.
"What about Lin'er's generation?" Dao Wuji nodded bitterly and continued to ask.
"There are several good Taoist disciples of this generation who are basically at Kaiyuan level. It is worth mentioning that Taoist Dao Xingchen, who is the same age as Lin Er this year, is already at the eighth level of Qi Dynasty."
"What?" Dao Wuji said in surprise, but he quickly covered his mouth for fear of disturbing Daolin.
"What are you yelling about? What kind of resources does this family have? He grew up taking medicinal baths and eating treasures from heaven and earth. He also practices top-level skills. It's normal to be able to move Qi." Wei Zhengyang rolled his eyes at Dao Wuji and said.
"You are always right to criticize me. I am the frog in the well." Dao Wuji quickly admitted his mistake.
"But the technique Lin'er is practicing now looks pretty good. If he practices well, he should be able to catch up with them." Wei Zhengyang pointed at Daolin who was boxing on the roof and said.
"This is the skill my ancestors passed down to him." Dao Wuji whispered what happened.
"The ancestor who founded Daotian Sect? I have to say that he is a figure. It is said that Emperor Ziwei has never used a sword since he became an emperor. Your ancestor is the first person in the realm of creation who can force him to use a sword." Wei Zhengyang
He praised from the bottom of his heart.
At this time, Daolin finished his fifth punch, felt the changes in his body for a while, and then jumped off the roof.
"Thank you for teaching me the boxing technique, Grandpa. I wonder if your boxing technique has a name?" Daolin bowed respectfully to Wei Zhengyang and then asked.
Wei Zhengyang waved his hand and said with a smile: "I remember it was called "Naqi Guoyuan Fist". This was taught to me by Emperor Shenwu in his early years. I have also forgotten the specific name."
Daolin was shocked. He never expected that this boxing technique came from Emperor Shenwu.
"This set of boxing techniques combined with your exercises can make your practice more effective and reduce the pain caused to your body during practice."
Daolin nodded, his gratitude to Wei Zhengyang beyond words.
"Okay, put away your grateful expression and quickly learn to cook. When the time comes, I will take you back to the imperial capital. If you want to thank me, go and thank the emperor in person."
Daolin nodded and said: "I will definitely learn cooking skills and the boxing skills you teach me."
In the next few days, Daolin practiced boxing in the morning, learned cooking skills from Dao Wuji during the day, and reviewed cooking skills in his dreams at night. He lived very peacefully every day. During this period, Liang Yong came several times, and gave the land deed promised by Magistrate Pang
Sent over.
Until the early morning of the fifth day, a violent knock on the door broke the peace of the past.
"Who is it? Stop knocking! Isn't there a sign on the door stating that it is temporarily closed?" Dao Wuji heard the noise and walked into the lobby and opened the door angrily.
The store door opened, and four men in black cloaks stood at the door. Their expressions were indifferent and their eyes were filled with chills.
"Our restaurant is closed these days, you should go somewhere else." Dao Wuji's tone became calmer when he saw that the visitor looked unkind.
"We are looking for someone!" one of the men said in a cold tone.
"Who are you looking for?" Dao Wuji asked doubtfully.
"They are here to find me!" Wei Zhengyang's voice sounded from upstairs.
At the same time as Wei Zhengyang's voice sounded, the four men in black cloaks looked at each other and rushed upstairs, bypassing Dao Wuji.
"Hey, hey, who are you! Don't make trouble here!" By the time Dao Wuji reacted, the four people in front of him had already disappeared.
When Dorian heard his father's cry, he quickly called it a day and jumped down from the roof, red and smoking.