Meng Xiaoan walked behind the master and helped him massage his shoulders.
Wang Jin said: "Xiao An, I want to tell you something."
Meng Xiaoan said: "Master, if you tell me, I will definitely listen to you." The master taught him the art of acupuncture. In short, he was his great benefactor. No matter what the master asked him to do, he would do it.
Everyone will do it.
Wang Jin's voice was hollow, as if floating from a far away place: "After I die, you have to help me find a girl named Wang Moke. I think she is about the same age as you now. She is mine."
Granddaughter, when I was young, I offended many experts in our field because I showed my sharpness and did not know how to tolerate it. I remember that when I was forty years old, I once went on a long trip to treat a person, but
When you came back, your wife was already dead, and the whereabouts of your daughter and granddaughter were unknown. This was the most regretful thing in my life. I have traveled to many cities and visited many people over the years, but there is no news about their mother and daughter.
"
"Master, I will help you find them." Meng Xiaoan said firmly.
"Xiao An, you are extremely talented, but your life has been wasted, and your relationship has not gone well. I would like to give you a word of advice as a teacher: be merciful to others, and don't be too quick to kill them all." Wang Jin's words revealed a mysterious meaning.
Meng Xiaoan is silent and his relationship is not going well? Does it mean that there is something wrong with his relationship with his sister?
"You went to practice last night, right?"
Meng Xiaoan smiled: "Yes, Master."
Unexpectedly, Master guessed it.
Wang Jin said earnestly: "Did your master ask about me?"
"I said I lied to her."
"That's good. Don't tell anyone about our relationship. You go to the acupuncture place and I'll give you a few needles. Do you feel a warm feeling in your Dantian?"
Meng Xiaoan said in surprise: "Yes, Master, is this the inner elixir for martial arts practitioners?"
Meng Xiaoan returned to the master's room to get acupuncture.
Wang Jingdao: "People who practice martial arts actually have an internal power elixir. Let's put it this way, it's like digging a well, then the well is the internal power elixir. The more you dig, the more water will spurt out faster, and it will be of endless use throughout your life.
You have just dug out a little bit of your internal energy elixir now, and you must at least dig it out enough to be qualified to compete with the masters."
Meng Xiaoxin said: "I'm just at the beginning. It seems that I will continue to work hard."
"Your master has soaked your body with potion. Compared with others, your body is more resistant to beatings." Wang Jin said, "And I gave you the injection to make you stronger. Before you want to defeat others, you must first learn to be beaten. Without
People can reach the sky in one step, but only by learning to take beatings can they knock others down."
Meng Xiaoan looked suddenly stunned.
"Go get that wooden stick."
Meng Xiaoan went to hand a wooden stick about five centimeters thick to the master.
Meng Xiaoan said harshly: "Master, shouldn't you hit me with this stick?"
"What do you think?"
Wang Jin stood up and held the wooden stick: "Have you ever heard of hard qigong? It's like an iron cloth shirt. I want your muscles and bones to withstand strong impacts."
Meng Xiaoan is not ready yet.
The wooden stick in Wang Jin's hand had directly hit Meng Xiaoan's back.
A dull voice sounded.
Meng Xiaoan almost fell down due to the huge momentum, but the pain was not as painful as he imagined.
"Master, it doesn't seem to hurt." Meng Xiaoan couldn't be more happy. Grandma, it's better now. It seems that his body will be unusually strong in the future.
Wang Jin said: "Take off your clothes and I will give you an injection."
Meng Xiaoan immediately took off his shirt.
Wang Jin did not insert it directly this time, but used candlelight to roast the ten acupuncture needles.
When the first acupuncture needle penetrated Meng Xiaoan's skin, Meng Xiaoan felt something moving in his Dantian?
"Master, something seems to be moving in my Dantian?"
Wang Jingdao: "The ten acupuncture needles I am helping you with now are to help you further open up the meridian points in your Dantian, so that you can dig more water."
Meng Xiaoan looked grateful, his master was really kind to him.
Dantian is like digging a well, and he wants to dig out the water.
Wang Jin spent thirty minutes pricking all ten silver needles into Meng Xiaoan's back, and then asked Meng Xiaoan to squat there for ten minutes to help blood circulation.
"The most mysterious acupuncture technique in this sect is the muscle-washing and marrow-cleansing technique. It takes at least three years for you to fully learn it. It depends on your talent. People with incurable diseases can use this muscle-washing and marrow-cleansing technique."
The marrow can live for several years."
"I'll teach you later. You have to look carefully."
"Yes, Master."
"Master, I want to ask something." Meng Xiaoan said, "Master, have you heard of this place in Hongye Pavilion?"
