After successfully praying to the gods, Zhang Ziyu dissipated the magical power of the incense from his body.
After the cultivation is successful, the next step is to work hard at water grinding. While improving the cultivation level, study the secret technique of divine fighting, and then continue to improve.
When this secret technique becomes more refined in the future, things like media will no longer be needed.
The incense and divine power of various immortal gods are at your fingertips, and you can directly invite the gods into your body to enhance your strength.
"Junior brother, have you finished practicing? There are pickles and porridge in the kitchen. If you want to eat, go get it yourself."
When Jiale saw his junior brother coming out, he reminded him where the lunch was.
Zhang Ziyu waved his hand and said, "I understand, senior brother, I will get it myself."
After saying this, he went into the kitchen, scooped out a bowl of white porridge, garnished it with some pickles, then walked out and sat on the edge of the yard.
Jiale was standing on horseback in the yard, polishing his body. Taoist priest Si Mu didn't see anyone. He was probably taking a nap in his room.
Although Jiale sometimes fishes with his junior brother, he is also really obedient. For example, if Taoist Master Simu asks him to practice Kung Fu, he will never be lazy.
Unless Zhang Ziyu prompts.
After finishing the porridge in a few mouthfuls, Zhang Ziyu put the bowl aside, stood up and patted the dust on his clothes, then walked to Senior Brother Jiale and looked up and down.
But Qian Jiale couldn't stand it when Zhang Ziyu looked at him like this.
"Junior brother, just tell me what you want to do. It's awkward to look at me like that."
Zhang Ziyu stood up straight and said, "Senior brother, do you want to beat Master?"
Qian Jiale's eyes widened. Damn, if you want to cause trouble, don't take me with you. People will die.
"Junior...junior brother, it's not good to think like this, it's a bit treasonous."
Zhang Ziyu raised his eyebrows and said, "In other words, when you wanted to spar, did you accidentally touch Master's face with your hand?"
Qian Jiale rolled his eyes and thought to himself: "Junior brother, you are quite tactful, but... it seems... um... not bad."
"Junior brother, my master's cultivation is so much better than mine, I can only be beaten."
"Don't worry, I'll teach you a set of improved boxing techniques that can hone your energy and blood and ensure that your martial arts will improve by leaps and bounds. When the time comes, all you need to do is..."
Taoist Priest Simu didn't know when he came to Zhang Ziyu's back quietly, with a knife hidden in his smile, and his smiling eyes were full of coldness.
Good boy, you want to trick me, right?
"As long as it's okay?"
"Of course it was a surprise, facing him..."
Halfway through Zhang Ziyu's words, he suddenly felt that something was wrong with his voice. It was Master's voice, so he was going to suffer!
"Ahem, kneel down and kowtow twice, Master will forgive you."
"Pa"
Zhang Ziyu was slapped hard on the head by Taoist priest Simu, and he grimaced in pain.
"You brat, have you finished practicing the magic of magic? Are you here to entertain your senior brother?"
Zhang Ziyu rubbed his head and said: "After practicing, it's time to get started on the first level. After that, it's just hard work and slowly improve."
The four-eyed Taoist priest's eyes flashed with surprise. It's incredible that such a good boy has mastered cultivation so quickly, even if he uses a medium.
"By the way, what boxing technique you just mentioned can hone your qi and blood. Is this how you get all your qi and blood?"
Taoist Master Four Eyes thought that his disciple's energy and blood were polished through practice, and he also said that his senior brother had trained him well.
But now it seems there are other reasons.
When Zhang Ziyu heard this, his body moved slightly, and his feet were already standing on a pile. His body suddenly became as loose as a stick, straight and tenacious, and his momentum changed.
"This is it"
"Tsk, that's interesting."
The Taoist priest with four eyes cultivated the base, and his true energy circulated through his eyes. He opened his eyes instantly, and immediately saw the surging energy and blood on Zhang Ziyu's body, like a long rainbow, with a red light that was more than ten feet long, comparable to ancient military generals.
'Good boy, my physique is probably several times stronger than that of ordinary people. If you go out, you will be stared at by female ghosts and vixens.'
Zhang Ziyu started his Baguazhang gesture, and then launched his moves like the wind, moving smoothly and smoothly, and his fists and feet were very powerful. Just watching from the side, you can tell that the power is extraordinary.
Looking around and nodding, he naturally knew that this boxing technique was extraordinary as he was not bad at it. He learned this boxing technique in ordinary life and traveled around the world, gaining such a great reputation.
If a practitioner in the Qi training realm does not use magic, he will suffer big losses even if he is close to him.
But thinking about it, Taoist Priest Simu's face froze. Did this brat just want Jiale to hit me with this punch?
When I think about it, I feel bad.
Zhang Ziyu finished a set of Baguazhang, exhaled and finished the exercise, stood in front of his senior brother and master, and asked: "Master, what do you think?"
"Hmph, it's not bad. It's natural to have excellent boxing skills to hone your Qi and blood. Where did it come from?"
Zhang Ziyu said: "I have a friend."
"Um?"
Jiale and Simu immediately cast suspicious glances. In recent years, whenever the brat said that I have a friend, most of the things he did were done by him.
Zhang Ziyu looked panicked and said quickly: "This time I am a real friend. She used these boxing techniques to trade elixirs with me. The martial arts are called Guoshu, Bagua Zhang, Bajiquan, and Xingyiquan. There are all kinds of boxing techniques, but
Different from the secular world, you can better hone your qi and blood. Your qi and blood are like a rainbow, and you are a master of Chinese martial arts. When you move up, your qi and blood hold the elixir, which condenses without dissipating. It condenses and maintains the energy, and the power does not leak out."
He gave a general explanation of the martial arts system, and Jiale was confused and seemed to understand. He only knew that his junior brother seemed to be very powerful in this martial art.
But he couldn't understand the deeper things.
However, Taoist Master Simu's expression became more and more serious the more he listened, because he found that the system his apprentice mentioned was very complete and not weak.
Although not as powerful as a practitioner, in the later stages he could fly to the sky and escape from the earth, communicating with yin and yang.
But with a thousand pounds of strength, one against a hundred, guns and artillery are difficult to control. In the secular world, you can already walk sideways.
This is a boxing skill that is enough to establish a sect and has secular people constantly pursuing it.
Si Mu immediately made a judgment in his mind. Cultivation depends on qualifications, but even ordinary people can practice this boxing skill, so how can they not make people crazy.
"You brat, is this really what your friend traded for you?"
"Yes, she gave me all the boxing skills, and she also created the realm of holding pills."
Zhang Ziyu told the truth this time, but Taoist Master Simu didn't believe it even more.
"How old is your friend?"
"More than 20 years old."
Four eyes:?
He has never heard of such a boxing technique for cultivating qi and blood. Now you say that you suddenly have a friend who is still in his twenties. Who would believe it?
"This friend of yours is very talented, why don't you introduce me to my teacher?"
The four-eyed Taoist priest seems to be smiling but not smiling. Zhang Ziyu is a Muggle. You still think my friend is me, right?
Zhang Ziyu still wanted to explain, but even Senior Brother Jiale next to him acted like he was that friend. There was no need to explain. Even honest people didn't believe it.
"If you can't come, don't think about it. Just one sentence, do you want to learn or not?"
"Crack!"
The four-eyed Taoist priest patted him lightly again: "You don't have to talk big or small, just learn Baguazhang. After this incident, you tell your uncle, and the two of us will support you."
"Platform?"
"To put it simply, it's support. You have extraordinary martial arts, especially for the secular world. If something happens, the two of us will help you carry it. And if you are willing, you can report it to the sect. Presumably those old guys will give it to you.
You want the secret method as a reward, and the core disciples must have your share."
Although this martial art is not as good as Taoism, as a disciple, you can polish your body, lay a solid foundation, and assist in Taoism far better than the previous Baguazhang.
If the entire sect were to repair this, it would be equivalent to strengthening the foundation again, which would be a big contribution.
"What secret skills do they have?"
He and Gong Ruomei had a fair exchange, so there was no problem with the spread of Baguazhang. Moreover, Gong Ruomei had already taken a new path, and the sectarianism was no longer in her eyes.
So there really isn't much of a burden to hand over to the sect.
Although he has never been to the sect, he also knows that his master still has a lot of affection for the sect. After all, he is the person who harmed the eggs and hares in front and back of Damao Feng Mountain.
Therefore, for the sake of Master, the sect also wants to help Yi Er, and maybe it can send its own senior brother into the core disciple sequence.
Well, it seems like there's something going on.
Moreover, it is also a good choice to have a good relationship and directly call the sect elders to fight in a group if something happens.
It seems that Maoshan is full of shortcomings.
Zhang Ziyu was wandering in the sky, and the Taoist priest with four eyes rolled his eyes and said: "What's the rush? We'll wait until we build the foundation. I don't know what other treasures your master has in his hands. I'll find out for you later."
Zhang Ziyu looked at his four eyes in disbelief and glanced at him: "What's wrong?"
"Master, you are so smiling."
"Really, hehehe, that's great, that's great. I've always been like this as a teacher. I'll learn more from it in the future."