Qiao Yunjia and Zhou Yang talked about some of the history of the sect. The master and apprentice drank a pot of Longjing before the rain and talked until dark.
It wasn't until Zhou Yang's stomach growled that Mr. Qiao got up. He seemed to be in a good mood and was smiling from ear to ear all afternoon.
"Zhou Yang, I'll sleep at your master's place tonight and I'll treat you tonight. Come on, let's go eat first!" Mr. Qiao said and walked out of the room with his hands behind his hands.
The two of them walked out of the house and walked to the simple road outside. At this time, the moon was thin and the stars were thin, and the sound of insects could be heard from the trees beside the road from time to time. One old and one young were walking slowly!
Mr. Qiao told Zhou Yang that because he was often away from home, there was no cooking stove at home and he had to eat at a farmhouse outside.
The two of us ate a local chicken at the farmhouse and drank eight ounces of Laobaigan until after nine o'clock.
On the way back, Mr. Qiao suddenly asked: "Zhou Yang, do you know how old I am now?"
Zhou Yang shook his head, with a hint of chicken between his teeth, and his mouth was full of delicious flavor.
"In three months, I will be a hundred years old. Haha!" Mr. Qiao looked a little proud when he said this.
Zhou Yang said in surprise: "Master, I really can't tell how old you are, you look like forty at most!"
"Haha, you are just flattering me!" Boss Qiao said with a smile.
After getting along for a day, Zhou Yang got to know his master a little bit. As a person grows old, his heart never grows old. Sometimes he even likes to lose his temper like a child. Perhaps this is also a big secret to his longevity!
The two returned to the room, and Mr. Qiao took out an ancient book from under the bed, with three large characters written on it in regular script: Qingyang Secret Technique
Putting this ancient book in front of Zhou Yang, Mr. Qiao said: "Actually, my time as a teacher is running out. You should understand that your body is different from ordinary people, with strong muscles and bones, speed, strength, reaction, etc., these are all
This is the benefit of being transformed by blood poison. It’s a pity to be a teacher..."
At the end of the sentence, Mr. Qiao sighed softly.
Zhou Yang smiled and said: "Master, you are only a hundred years old, how can you say this? In ancient times, wasn't there a saying about practicing martial arts to strengthen the body and live longer? I think Master, you will have no problem living another hundred years!"
Mr. Qiao patted Zhou Yang on the shoulder and said: "Haha, it's good that you have this kind of heart. But you don't understand that those of us who practice ancient martial arts also have several obstacles. We have reached the age of becoming a teacher.
Very good!”
"Are there any hurdles? Will I have to go through those hurdles in the future?" Zhou Yang asked doubtfully.
Mr. Qiao nodded and said: "People who practice ancient martial arts are different from ordinary people. Extending their lifespan and reaching a certain level is considered an act of defiance. To put it bluntly, they just want to live a few more years and live a more exciting life."
"Some people have learned a lot of skills, but they have fallen into worldly desires, harming the world and harming people for money and power. These people will not end well in the end! Only with a clear mind and seeing through these worldly things can we transcend the world and conquer the world.
The so-called money and power are played in the hands of stockholders!"
Mr. Qiao talked for a long time, but when he saw that Zhou Yang still looked confused, he couldn't help but laugh: "That's all, you and I are both in this world, and your fate from now on will all depend on you. Come on, why?
Master will teach you to breathe in and out first!"
Zhou Yang understood somewhat what Mr. Qiao said. He nodded and followed what Mr. Qiao said and opened the first page of Qingyang Secret Technique.
"The moves above are all secret techniques of our sect and are not taught to others. However, that boy Peng Yihu secretly learned a few moves from me. If you have time, take good care of him!"
"Practice ancient martial arts is to practice qi, which in ancient times became internal strength. The breath is restrained, the momentum is released, and the qi reaches the sky and the earth. These are all slowly cultivated. Take a deep breath first, chant silently according to the formulas in the book, and see if you can feel anything.
?" After Mr. Qiao finished speaking, he slowly stood aside and looked at Zhou Yang.
Zhou Yang read the formula on the first page several times, then recited it silently in his heart, breathing in rhythmically.
When Zhou Yang recited silently for the fourth time, he felt that his body was slowly heating up, as if something was going in and out of his body, but the feeling was still very vague.
After breathing it out several times, Zhou Yang opened his eyes and told Mr. Qiao the feeling in his body.
Mr. Qiao laughed and said: "This is the power of ancient martial arts. If you recite silently for a few hours every night, the blood poison in your body will naturally be discharged over time. Okay, go and rest first. I will do it again tomorrow morning."
Teach you moves!"
According to the formulas in ancient books, Zhou Yang breathed for several hours at night. When he got up the next day, he obviously felt that his body was more relaxed than before, and he had a sense of comfort that was closer to nature.
Mr. Qiao had been waiting in the courtyard for a long time. At this moment, the genius was still wearing a black Tang suit, standing in the center of the courtyard like a golden bottle.
"Look, this move is called Fulong Qishou!" Mr. Qiao said, his body suddenly became agile, his legs bent, his waist sank, and his body looked down like an eagle. His arms were swimming in the air like snakes,
The frequency of oscillation is extremely fast, causing a whirring sound.
Zhou Yang imitated Mr. Qiao's movements. At first, this guy was obviously a bit clumsy. But he was relatively qualified. At least Mr. Qiao didn't jump up and curse!
In this way, Zhou Yang gradually became an ancient martial arts practitioner under the guidance of Mr. Qiao.
Time flew by, and four days later Zhou Yang had become very proficient in Fulong Qin Shou. At noon that day, he and Mr. Qiao were having dinner at the farmhouse when they received a call from Xiao Wei.
Zhou Yang raised his head and glanced at the strange look in his master's eyes, then entered the bathroom holding the phone.
"Xiaowei, I'm not in school now!" Zhou Yang said with a smile.
"Zhou Yang, where are you? I noticed that Zhenjian has been wandering around the playground these two days, and I'm worried that he will cause trouble for you!" Xiaowei murmured, worried about Zhou Yang.
Zhou Yang raised his brows and said: "Don't worry about him. If he has other ideas, I will make him be like his elder brother. By the way, I won't go back to school during this period. I have something to do outside. Please take good care of him."
You, don’t let that guy Zhenjian get involved!”
"Well, you can take care of yourself, I'll hang up first!"
Back at the dinner table, Mr. Qiao's eyes widened and he looked at Zhou Yang, and spit out a fish bone from his mouth: "Your partner?"
Zhou Yang smiled and nodded, proudly saying: "Your future disciple-in-law!"
"Oh, we can't consummate the marriage until your blood poison is cleansed!" Mr. Qiao picked up a piece of fish belly and put it into his mouth, chewing it deliciously.
"Pfft!" The sip of soup Zhou Yang just drank squirted on the table, and even on the face of Old Qiao opposite him.
"Master, isn't this going to cost me my life? You said you can clean it up within a year, why don't I have to wait another year!" Zhou Yang said depressedly, thinking of Xiao Wei's soft body that wanted to resist but still welcomed her.
, Zhou Yang felt impulsive.
Mr. Qiao wiped the soup from his face, raised his head and glanced at Zhou Yang and said, "What's wrong? If you can't wait and break your boy body, your orifices will bleed and burst to death. Don't blame me!"
"
Zhou Yang thought for a moment, picked up a piece of fish belly and put it in Mr. Qiao's bowl, and asked with a smile: "Master, is there any quick way to detoxify? It's best to detoxify within a month!"
"Yes! There must be!" Mr. Qiao said confidently as he picked up the fish maw.
"But as a teacher, I don't know. There must be capable people in the world who can cure your blood poison!"
Seeing Zhou Yang's eyes that had just brightened up immediately dimmed again, Mr. Qiao burst into laughter, as if Zhou Yang's expression made him very happy.
After eating, seeing that Zhou Yang was still unhappy, Mr. Qiao said while drinking fragrant tea: "As long as you practice hard, you can get rid of all the blood poison when your momentum is released!"
Zhou Yang's eyes lit up and he asked hurriedly: "Then how long will it take for me to practice until my aura is released?"
"Judging from your qualifications, it can take as little as two months and as long as half a year."
Hearing this, Zhou Yang breathed a sigh of relief. It could take as little as a month. If he works harder, wouldn't it be done in more than a month?
"Master, what exactly is that hurdle you mentioned? How should I get over it if I encounter a hurdle?" Zhou Yang asked at this time, this was a serious question.
Mr. Qiao thought for a while and decided to tell Zhou Yang this. He had reached a bottleneck. If he didn't get through this time, he would really have no time left!
"There are four realms for ancient martial arts cultivators. The two meridians of Ren and Du are opened. They have limbs and bones, and the inner breath can swim freely around the body. This is the first human realm. The body is as light as a swallow, the momentum is exuded, and the ability can weigh a thousand catties. This is the second realm.
The second kind of yellow realm. The inner breath returns to its original state, and you can attack the enemy with every move of your hands. This is the third mysterious realm. As for the fourth heaven realm, I am not very clear about it. Those are the legendary realms. It is said that you can reach the heaven.
An expert in this realm can move mountains and seas effortlessly."
Looking at Zhou Yang again, he was staring at Mr. Qiao with a look of obsession, as if he was already immersed in the fantasy of the future.
"You brat, stop dreaming. Practice hard first. Once your foundation is solid, I will help you open up the Ren and Du channels."
Zhou Yang asked with a smile: "Master, what state have you reached now? I feel like you are also very powerful!"
Mr. Qiao said as he walked out: "It has been nineteen years since I entered the Xuan Realm as a teacher, and there is still one year left. If I can't break through, I will die of old age!"
"Ah, Master, didn't you reach the Xuan Realm at the age of sixty?" Zhou Yang exclaimed. If it were placed on himself, how many years would it take?
"It takes at least a dozen years of skill to enter the mysterious realm. Do you think it's just a matter of playing games to upgrade? In addition to relying on the accumulation of time, you also need opportunities. The most important thing to improve your skill is your state of mind."
Just when Zhou Yang was dreaming about flying to the sky and being able to do anything, he was in the advanced ward of Beijiang People's Hospital.
Zhenhao Jian was half-lying on the bed, looking at his cousin Zhenjian in front of him with a cold expression.
"What did you say? I haven't seen that boy for several days?"
Zhenjian nodded quickly and said: "Brother, that kid died somewhere. He seems to have evaporated!"
Zhenhao Jian pondered for a while and said to himself coldly: "Zhou Yang, how dare you disappear with me at this time? Then don't blame me for operating on your woman!"
After Zhenjian walked out of the ward, Zhenhaojian took out his mobile phone, dialed a series of numbers and said coldly: "I'll give you another one million, and tie up Zhou Yang's girlfriend Lu Xiaowei for me, eh