Tang Zhao was startled and said: "Ants moving mountains? That's not rags..."
Ping Jiangqiu waved his hand and said: "What is it if it's not rags? If you move mountains, move mountains. What about ants moving mountains? An ant can move a piece of rubbish, but it can move a shitty mountain? You and I are the leader of all spirits, and only people can move mountains."
Go, demonstrate it again, and I will remove and wash it for you."
His back was straight when he said this, his short, fat and round figure could not hide his amazing magnanimity, and his words were unquestionable.
Ping Jiangqiu also watched when Tang Zhao was practicing martial arts before, and occasionally gave Tang Zhao a few words of advice, which made Tang Zhao suddenly enlightened, but he did not directly change the moves. Tang Zhao didn't know that he was so disdainful of this palm technique, and it seemed that he was still watching for several days.
Got a comprehensive view.
Next, Tang Zhao practiced his palm skills again, and Ping Jiangqiu modified him one move at a time.
It's just that this change is not just about changing moves and adjusting pace, but also adding inner breath movement.
Originally, the Ant Moving Mountain Palm only had footwork, palm techniques, strength application and coordination with breathing. However, Ping Jiangqiu added inner breath movement, which perfectly matched the palm techniques. It turned from a purely external Kung Fu into a unique skill that cultivates both internal and external skills.
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But with this change, the difficulty rises sharply. For beginners like Tang Zhao, it is difficult to reach the sky by taking both internal and external considerations into account.
Tang Zhao's understanding is very strong. The time it took him to actually learn this palm technique plus the time in the jar was about ten days. Although it was longer than the five days he showed, he was still considered a genius. But it happened.
It is really difficult to learn this new palm technique, and it is difficult to move smoothly.
After several unsuccessful attempts, Ping Jiangqiu became angry and said: "I think you are smart, are you a fool? You have also learned internal skills and practiced external skills. Why can't you combine them together? You can't understand by drawing inferences from one example.
Did the book end up in the dog’s belly?”
Tang Zhao was not afraid of him scolding people. Could he curse better than Mr. Chen? When he was in school, he was scolded many times by Mr. Chen in two languages. He was tired of hearing it and calmly explained: "I have always only practiced externally, but I have no internal skills."
Learned."
Ping Jiangqiu asked doubtfully: "You haven't learned Gong Neigong? It's impossible, you have internal energy in your body? You already have some basic skills, and you can use your internal energy to regulate your breath and restore your energy."
Tang Zhao didn't expect that after absorbing a little bit of power, he would actually be called "have the foundation", and said: "I really haven't learned it. Someone just passed me a formula and gave me a breath, and it just runs like this. It's not serious."
Internal strength.”
Pingjiang Qiuqi said: "Really? You still have such an opportunity? It makes sense. It seems that the lesson of internal strength also needs to be made up. So, aren't you in a hurry to go out and kill others? Learn the palm technique first, and practice internal training next time. Anyway
This little bit of internal strength is enough. Let’s grind it out bit by bit, and today we’ll have a single muscle.”
He did what he said, so he took this secret skill apart and taught it to Tang Zhao, and he practiced every move to perfection. Not to mention how much energy he spent, he opened cans after cans in that time, as if it was free of charge.
There is no sun or moon in the jar, and I don’t know whether it’s morning or evening. Anyway, Pingjiang Qiu has a rich collection, so I don’t have to worry about logistics. I eat when I’m hungry and sleep when I’m sleepy. I don’t hear what’s going on outside the jar, and my only focus is on studying palm skills.
This state was very much like a madman. It drove Tang Zhao to physical and mental exhaustion, and later he almost collapsed. He wanted to climb out of the jar several times to take a breath. He was so overwhelmed by the pressure of life and death that he felt dejected at night, but at this time he was forced to suffer.
Extremely. Once when I was stuck on the details and couldn't make any progress, I saw the blue lake and wanted to dive in.
At this time, he admired Ping Jiangqiu in his heart. The longer he stayed in the jar, the more he realized that the seemingly vast world in the jar actually had boundaries. The boundless lake was half real and half imaginary. If he took a boat to the
Crossing the lake in the distance, he would eventually hit the tangible boundary. Later, he even felt that the invisible high walls on all sides were squeezing in on him. He felt disgusted and had trouble breathing. He was so depressed when he had something to do. He didn't know Pingjiang.
How can Qiu endure the long days of loneliness in a jar with no end in sight?
Then, he secretly warned - he was thinking too much! He obviously needed to practice, but he was not as focused as Ping Jiangqiu. After the swordsman entered the cultivation state, he was focused on studying the palm techniques, pulling him forward step by step.
A person who can become a swordsman should naturally have such concentration and courage.
While gritting his teeth and practicing hard, Tang Zhao couldn't help but think of his glasses. If he guessed correctly, what they were doing was the same as the fairy fishing out gold and silver from the water.
This shows how powerful fairies are. The results that can be obtained by just throwing a skill into the water, in reality, require a swordsman to spend a lot of time and deliberate day and night.
It's just a waste of glasses.
After working on it for many days, a new set of palm techniques came out.
This set of palm techniques is different even from Heping Jiangqiu's initial thoughts. New ideas are constantly being added while practicing, which is also one of the reasons why time is taking longer and longer. The palm techniques that were finally refined over thousands of times may look similar at first glance.
The original palm technique is not much different, but the core is completely different. The internal and external aspects are integrated and natural, with almost no flaws.
It may really be regarded as a unique martial arts skill.
The sky is blue, the water is green, and the breeze is blowing.
Tang Zhao stood on the bank of the lake and performed the eighteen palm techniques one by one. The shadows of his palms stretched out and his energy spread horizontally. Wherever he went, the earth and rocks cracked, like a landslide.
The young man's clothes are fluttering, and he is about to fly in the wind. His eyebrows are stretched, and his spirit is as rich as jade.
After finishing the eighteen moves, he took the last move and stood firm on the spot, as solid as Mount Tai.
The two looked at each other and were speechless at first. Then they cheered together. Tang Zhao sat back and Ping Jiangqiu did seven or eight somersaults on the spot.
"Great job - accomplished!"
The cheers did not disturb any living beings. At most, Ping Jiangqiu's round body ran over a lot of gravel, and crushed the gravel again, turning it into soil.
Tang Zhao fell to the ground and said excitedly: "Mr. Ping, how powerful do you think my skill is? Can I be a knight?"
Pingjiang Qiu said: "You have no ambition, what is a knight? Aren't you running towards the swordsman? The palm technique is used in front. Anyway, with this palm technique, the moves are not your shortcomings.
Ban. Someone whose skills are similar to yours is definitely not your opponent, and someone who is better than you may not be able to beat you. If you encounter someone with poor moves and someone whose skills are obviously stronger than yours, you can still get away with it. Is it powerful?
"
Tang Zhao said "Hmm..." and thought it was not very impressive.
Ping Jiangqiu got angry at his appearance and said: "Do you think there are many people with strong moves in the world? Let's put it this way, among the people in Black Spider Villa, there are only two types: those with bad moves and those with particularly bad moves. What about poisonous sand palm?
, what about the silk winding hand, what about the unique skill of hanging silk, I'm sorry, they are all not enough. Just be careful about the poison. With your strength, except for the owner of the village, anyone under the age of thirty will be swept away. Wait until I give you some lessons on how to replenish your internal strength.
I'll hit you at eighty-years-old at the top, and you'll be at eight-year-old at the bottom, and you're all invincible."
Tang Zhao let out an ooh and asked curiously: "How do you know whether their moves are good or bad?"
Pingjiang Qiu said: "How many years have I been at the villa? I am more familiar with Black Spider Villa than their little girl, the owner. By the way, I said she is not included under the age of thirty. Don't provoke her."
Tang Zhao said: "Why am I provoking her? By the way, you said I should be careful about poison. You are always so familiar with the Villa. Do you have the antidote for black spider? I'll keep it just in case."
Ping Jiangqiu spread his hands, and a bunch of cans fell from the sky, as full as a hill.
"There are so many varieties, you can find what you want."
It was midnight when he came out of the jar.
Although he had gone through a long ordeal and couldn't even tell how many days he had been there, Tang Zhao was in good spirits.
Just now, Ping Jiangqiu finally took out a jar of time, specifically to give him some sleep.
After sleeping for six hours, packing up the antidote and picking up the magic weapon, he was fully prepared.
Then, with the candle still burning, Tang Zhao unfolded the portrait, which showed an ordinary-looking young man. Tang Zhao had no impression of him at all and could not call him by name. At most, he had met him once or twice in the martial arts arena.
Of course, there is no grudge or resentment.
But he wanted to kill himself.
Although someone was instigating it, Tang Zhao himself never showed a side that was not easy to bully.
This vineyard has its own set of rules. The weak will not necessarily be beaten. That is because the strong do not want to beat you today.
Tang Zhao has not been found these days because of Xiao Pei's protection on the first day. Once they forget Xiao Pei's original prestige, Tang Zhao himself will have no prestige at all.
Tang Zhao didn't like this set of rules, especially when applied to himself.
So we need to get rid of the problem and solve the problem once and for all.
The night was dark and quiet, everyone was sleeping, but Tang Zhao was ready to go.
There are still three hours before dawn, so we must make good use of this time.