"If you don't want to teach me, why would you lie to me?" Mu Wanqing's voice was filled with coldness. If she hadn't known that she was invincible in martial arts, she would have fought Zheng She desperately.
Zheng Xie chuckled and said, "I was joking with you just now. Splitting Air Palm and Yiyang Finger are not suitable for you. I will teach you a peerless magical skill that can quickly make people become first-class masters."
Mu Wanqing looked at him with a sneer and said nothing.
Zheng Xie thought leisurely: "The body is as fast as a flying duck, as erratic as a god, the waves are moving slightly, and the socks are dusty. The movement is impermanent, and if you are in danger, you will be safe. If you go through difficult times, if you go back, you will come back. I will teach you how to do it.
It is the most advanced footwork in the world - Lingbo Weibu!"
Whether it is Splitting Air Palm or Yiyang Finger, including the other Kungfu skills that Zheng Xie knows, they are not martial arts that can be achieved quickly. If you just practice hard on your own, you will not be able to develop any skills in ten or eight years. Especially internal skills.
, without systematic transmission, even if you practice for ten or eight years, you may not be able to become a top master. Lingbo Weibu is not the case. This skill does not require very high internal strength and can produce results in a short time. It is also the most suitable for now.
One of her martial arts. When Duan Yu practiced Lingbo Weibu, his internal strength was not very deep, but in just a few days, he could compete with first-class masters.
After careful consideration, Zheng Xie decided to teach her this skill first.
Zheng Xie has now passed the period of only accepting women because of his martial arts skills. His strength has now reached an extremely high level. It doesn't make much difference to learn one more or one less. If he likes it, he will sign a contract and reject it. If he doesn't like it, he will not force it.
, martial arts can no longer affect his decision.
"Lingbo Weibu?" Mu Wanqing looked thoughtful, her voice filled with confusion. She had never heard of this Kung Fu.
The popularity of Lingbo Weibu is still under the Six Meridians Divine Sword. Today, except for the Xiaoyao sect, few people in the world have heard of this martial art. Wang Yuyan, the most knowledgeable person in the world, has only heard of the description of this martial art.
Murong Bo was better than her, and he derived less than half of the Lingbo Weibu.
"Yes, Lingbo Weibu!" Zheng Xie nodded and said, "Once you learn it, it will be enough for you to protect yourself."
Mu Wanqing said: "Why have I never heard of it?"
Zheng She said: "If you have heard of it, that would be strange. Well, I will walk it through for you first, and then you can practice it yourself by following the footsteps."
After saying that, he practiced it again by the campfire. His steps were like flowing clouds and flowing water, and his posture was as erratic as a god, like a fairy descending from heaven.
After walking through it once, there were sixty-four footprints on the ground, each of which was half an inch deep. They were arranged according to the directions of the sixty-four hexagrams. The first step and the last step connected, forming a cycle.
Mu Wanqing also saw the mystery of this set of steps, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "What a brilliant step!" At first, she was a little skeptical. By the time Zheng She finished walking, the disdain in her heart had long since disappeared.
With a serious look on his face, he stood by the campfire and looked carefully at the sixty-four footprints on the ground.
Zheng She said: "Come on, try it!"
"Yeah." Mu Wanqing responded softly, stepped on the footprints left by Zheng She, and tried to walk forward. As soon as she reached the fourth step, she fell to the ground because of the awkward angle of the step.
Zheng Xie helped her up and said, "Don't be anxious, take your time."
At first, it took him more than two hours of practice to complete these sixty-four steps.
Mu Wanqing's talent is worse than Duan Yu's, and her skill base is worse than Zheng Xie's. Walking all night, it's good to be able to complete a complete circle.
"Practice slowly."
Mu Wanqing walked beside her like a child learning to walk, while Zheng She leaned against the big tree, closed her eyes, and fell asleep unconsciously.
"Jiang Ang~~"
I don't know how long it took, but Zheng She suddenly opened his eyes and listened. The faint sound of "jiangangangjiangang" sounded in the empty mountains and fields.
Mu Wanqing was still practicing Lingbo Weibu on the side.
Zheng Xie listened attentively, and in the next moment, his figure flashed out, and his words came from the air: "You practice first, I will come back as soon as I go."
The figure shook a few times and then disappeared without a trace.
"Sure enough, it is it, the King of Poisons, 'Manggu Clam'!"
A cow-like cry came from a place in the grass. Zheng Xie looked there and saw a two-inch-sized toad with a red body and two golden eyes that seemed to shine.
Generally speaking, it looks bright and beautiful on the outside.
"Jiang Ang, Jiang Ang..."
The red clam crouched in the grass and barked twice more. Its lower neck vibrated, and the cow-like sound started to sound.
"If Ouyang Feng could see this thing, he would definitely regard it as a treasure." Seeing the toad, Zheng Xie would think of Ouyang Feng's toad skill. After smiling, Zheng Xie picked up a stone seed and hit it.
"Whoosh!"
The stone seeds popped out, but Zhu Ha jumped up first and quickly escaped to the side.
"Don't let it get away!"
There are no rivers or streams on this hillside, and the nearest Canglan River is several miles away. However, there are many cracks and caves in the mountains and fields.
Thinking in his mind, Zheng Xie's figure flashed and he jumped out. He was in front of Zhu Ha in an instant and slapped him with his palm.
The red clam jumped up, opened its mouth and sprayed out a pink poisonous mist.
"Little guy, you still dare to resist."
Zheng Xie summoned his inner strength and spat forward, forcing the pink poisonous mist back. At the same time, the force of his palm was transmitted to Zhu Ha, directly shocking it to death.
"This is a good thing. Using it as raw material and blending it with Chinese medicine, you will be able to make a poison-proof elixir. This guy is full of poison. Now wrap it in a package and wait until the market to find a jade box.
Come and pretend.”
Zheng Xie carefully put away the clams and returned the same way.
When Mu Wanqing saw Zheng Xie coming back, she asked slowly: "What happened?"
Zheng Xie smiled and said: "I found a good thing and just caught it."
Mu Wanqing did not ask further questions and continued to practice Lingbo Weibu.
At dawn, the two of them cleared the footprints left on the ground and continued towards the Central Plains.
On this day, Zheng Xie and Mu Wanqing were eating in a noodle shop. Suddenly three monks walked in from outside the door, two young monks and a middle-aged monk with a kind face.
They ordered three bowls of clear soup noodles, and a young monk said: "Master, the area ahead is the Shenjie Temple. Do we want to go to the temple to place orders?"
The middle-aged monk nodded and said: "Master Wuye and I have not seen each other for more than ten years. The last time I discussed Zen with the master, I benefited a lot. I passed by this place this time, so naturally I wanted to pay him a visit."
Another young monk said: "Master, even if this is the case, let's stay a few more days."
The middle-aged monk said: "Amitabha, this time the four evil people gathered in Dali, and their plans are definitely not small. If we arrive a day earlier, we can stop their evil deeds a day earlier."
The young monk lowered his head and said, "Yes, Master."
At this time, clear soup noodles were served. After the three monks ate in a hurry, they left the noodle shop.
"Waiter, check out."
Zheng Xie threw a piece of silver and followed him out of the noodle shop.
