On the green train heading to Fengtian, Gong Ruomei's figure appeared again. She looked out the window and saw that there were still crowds of people. Everyone was preparing to get off the train. The conductor on the platform was still shouting and shouting to disappear with her.
Exactly the same.
Time seems to have not changed.
Gong Ruomei's eyes flashed with surprise. She never thought that the time in the trading room was different from the time here.
She did not doubt whether the existence of the trading room was just a dream of hers, because she was still holding a small porcelain bottle in her hand, and there was already a memory about Baguazhang in her mind.
Maoshan Baguazhang is similar to mastering Baguazhang by yourself. The moves are very different, but the fundamental difference lies in the different underlying principles.
Maoshan Baguazhang was born out of Taoist classics. Although it is just an ordinary martial arts technique and does not cultivate Qi and blood, it mainly focuses on tempering the body and cultivating the essence, Qi and spirit. At first glance, it is preparation for some kind of practice.
Once you have practiced this Baguazhang, it will naturally be difficult for ordinary people to get close to it. When you practice Qi, you will be able to make rapid progress.
"It seems that the little Taoist master really has a way to practice Qi."
Gong Ruomei showed a faint smile. The simple power of Maoshan's Baguazhang is naturally not as powerful as the Gong family's sixty-four hands.
However, both Bagua Zhang and her inspiration were huge. In a short period of time, my understanding of Bagua Zhang improved to a higher level, and the energy and blood in my body surged slightly.
Gong Ruomei calmed down her energy and blood, her eyes were introverted, with a gentle look on her face.
She put away the small porcelain vase, took off her bow, and followed the flow of people off the green leather train.
"girl"
On the platform, the butler Lao Jiang has been waiting for a long time.
Lao Jiang is tall and tall, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. A pair of lying silkworms lie under his eyebrows, giving him a somewhat sinister look.
Ordinary people would not dare to talk to him, but when they saw Gong Ruomei, she looked extremely charitable.
"Old Jiang, go home directly. I want to see my father."
Lao Jiang helped Gong Ruomei lift up the carriage, took Gong Ruomei into the carriage, and drove all the way to the Gong family mansion.
The Gong family is a powerful family in Fengtian, and it is even more famous in the martial arts world.
There are many people who want to learn from their masters, but at this time, Mr. Gong has stopped accepting apprentices.
Therefore, most of them became apprentices under Ma Sanyi, which is why after Ma Sanyi defected to the Japanese, no one in the Gong family was left.
After entering the door, Gong Ruomei saw Ma San leading his disciples to practice stances.
When Gong Ruomei saw Ma San, her eyes suddenly condensed, and a coldness flashed across her face.
However, she quickly concealed this coldness, and her eyes were filled with calmness, neither sadness nor joy.
"Junior sister, you are back. Master is in the back room and has been waiting for you for a long time."
Ma San smiled, walked over and said hello to her.
"I'm back, I'm going to see my dad first."
Ma San is the culprit responsible for the decline of the Gong family, and Gong Ruomei naturally hates him.
However, the Gong family must resolve the matter in a legitimate manner. Now that Ma San has not committed any crime or even has the slightest inclination, Gong Ruomei cannot take action against him.
Otherwise, let alone Jianghu morality, even Mr. Gong would stop it.
Gong Ruomei came to the back room, and Gong Baosen was drinking tea in the yard.
Seeing Gong Ruomei's arrival, she couldn't help but smile and said, "I'm back."
"Back"
Gong Ruomei stood next to Gong Baosen, reached for the teapot, and gave Gong Baosen some tea.
"In a blink of an eye, you are about to graduate."
Gong Baosen felt a little emotional, then he looked at Mr. Izuku's daughter and asked in a harmonious voice: "How about I get you a marriage after graduation? The world is not peaceful recently. If you agree to a marriage, you don't have to ask about the world."
Gong Ruomei stopped pouring tea, her eyebrows moved slightly, she shook her head slightly and said, "I don't want to marry you."
Once you get married, you are no longer a member of the Gong family. If something happens in the future, you will not be able to legitimately take action on behalf of the Gong family.
Gong Baosen looked at his daughter with questions in his eyes, wanting to know what his daughter was thinking.
Gong Ruomei just couldn't see it, and she asked: "Dad, do you want to retire?"
Gong Baosen looked at his daughter in surprise, never expecting that she could see it.
"Yes, it's time for me to retire. If I don't retire, I won't be able to stand out as a young man. This old fire won't burn brightly."
"You want to add new fuel to the fire, cooperate between the north and the south, create a harmonious world of martial arts, and then work together to save the country."
"you......"
Gong Baosen was completely shocked this time, because he had never told anyone about his thoughts and ideas, and there were very few people who understood him.
"Girl, I thought you were like me in the past and only had victory or defeat in your eyes. I never thought you could see through this. Yes, the national crisis is approaching and the Japanese invaders are pressing down on the country. Although the warriors are not as good as those guns and cannons, how can we not do our part?
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Gong Ruomei shook her head and said: "I haven't understood it clearly. A friend told me this. But I am a member of the Gong family, so I will help you do this and be the first new firewood in the fire."
"Girl, you..."
...
Zhang Ziyu said goodbye to Gong Ruomei, and then immediately merged the memory of Gong Ruomei's sixty-four hands.
This fusion surprised him at first. He seemed to have underestimated the martial arts of the first-generation master.
"The world of this great master seems to be a little different from what I remember."
Zhang Ziyu muttered, then carefully perceived the memory and followed the information recorded in the memory.
Then he stood on the grass and performed a Baguazhang exercise, and began to try to mobilize the muscles, qi and blood.
The martial arts among the Grandmasters has actually shown some signs of developing Chinese martial arts.
Exercise your body and hone your Qi and blood.
This is also the reason why they have the power to crush enemies with hundreds of pounds of strength between their fists and feet.
But that's all, I haven't gone any further yet, let alone confronting guns and cannons.
Among the masters of a generation, martial arts does not have any method of dividing the realms of the three powers of light and dark.
Ming Jin, Dark Jin, and Hua Jin are just three ways to practice strength. They take different paths and reach the same goal. In the end, they all have a unified body.
There is only one division in this martial arts, and that is the master.
If your Qi and blood are like mercury, and your breath is long and lasting, you can be called a master.
A grandmaster is a master, and he is also a famous person in the world.
According to the memory Gong Ruomei gave to Zhang Ziyu, Gong Baosen must be the master, and there was a big difference between her and her senior brother Ma San.
His energy and blood were a little weak, and his mind and martial arts were also a little weak.
Zhang Ziyu performed Zhuang Gong, and the energy and blood in his body began to mobilize. His whole body was like being immersed in a furnace. The coldness hidden in his body slowly melted away under the wash of energy and blood, strengthening himself and gaining strength.
After standing there for about an hour, Zhang Ziyu stopped when he felt hungry.
"The muscles are tight and the qi and blood are greatly increased. It seems to be the foundation accumulated over the years."
With the accumulation over the years and the gradual dispersion of the medicinal power of the Xiaoyin Blood Peiyuan Pill, the power has naturally increased a bit faster.
Zhang Ziyu touched his belly and said: "When we get to Renjia Town, we should raise some food in the free land... Bah, small animals. Otherwise it will be inconvenient to walk."
Zhang Ziyu left the Monster Ranch and appeared in the forest.
His eyes caught a glimpse of the thigh-thick tree on the left, and his heart moved, wanting to test his strength.
He made Baguazhang gestures together, and then used his strength to strike with his palm like a knife.
"Kacha"
"hiss"
With the sound of kacha, the tree was broken by the waist and fell down with the force of the palm.
Zhang Ziyu also took a breath of air at the same time, not out of shock, but out of pain.
Qi and blood have increased, but the body polishing is not yet in place, and the strength is not so skillful. It is strange that it does not hurt.
But after a few days of practice, you will know how to use your strength.
Zhang Ziyu caught the rabbit, got angry immediately, and continued on his way after eating.
After walking for another day, we finally arrived at Renjia Town.