After hearing the praises of the three people, Hua Buyi knew that today's great event has been accomplished, so he said: "You three, I have said everything that needs to be said before, so I will leave Zhang Jun here and hope that the three of you will strengthen his foundation even further."
The more solid, the better.”
Lu Yunxiang snorted and said: "Hua Buyi, you are so magnificent. If the three of us are asked to lay the foundation for a little baby, I'm afraid you are the only one in the world who can do it."
Hua Buyi smiled: "At first I studied medicine first and then martial arts. I ended up getting half the result with half the effort. I felt quite regretful. Later, after thinking about it carefully, I realized that I could get twice the result with half the effort by practicing martial arts first and then studying."
"People who practice martial arts have a far better understanding of the body than ordinary people, especially the three masters who can control their qi and blood to the point of perfection. They can learn medical skills almost overnight. Moreover, my Shen Nong Sect's Daluo Divine Needle and the Nine Jin of Medical Dao
, is also purely the foundation of martial arts.”
Liu Zhenru was an expert in concealed weapons. When he heard him talk about the Nine Jin of Medical Dao, he couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Hua, how powerful can the Nine Jin of Medical Dao of your Shennong Sect be if you practice it to the point where the nine Jin are integrated into one?"
Hua Buyi said: "I have only practiced until the seven powers are integrated into one. If I strike out with one palm and the three of you don't resist, I can kill any one of you. As for the nine powers that have been combined into one, Shennongmen calls it the Immortal Finger."
, it can kill people with one finger, and it can also kill people with one finger."
The expressions of the three martial arts masters changed slightly, and Master Yuxu said: "If I guessed correctly, the Immortal Finger should have reached the level of magical power. After Dan Jin is magical power, but throughout the ages, there have been too few people who have touched this level. Only
It’s just a handful of people.”
Hua Buyi nodded: "There once appeared in Shennongmen a master who combined nine powers into one. He has indeed reached the realm of magical powers."
The four of them are all strong men who stand at the pinnacle of human beings, and they can't stop talking about it. Lu Yunxiang said: "According to legend, when you reach the realm of magical powers, you can have many magical powers, such as the power of heavenly eyes, the power of heavenly ears, the power of other minds, and the power of destiny.
, Shen Ruyi Tong. Mr. Hua, do you think this is true?"
Hua Buyi thought for a moment and said: "The universe is wonderful and everything is possible. We must be brave and diligent."
Everyone agreed and nodded.
The four of them seemed to have forgotten about Zhang Jun, and they talked for a long time. Finally, Hua Buyi said: "I come once every three months, please say goodbye." He did not even say hello to Zhang Jun, and went out of the palace directly to meet Zhang Wu.
We went down the mountain together.
In the main hall, Zhang Jun faced three martial arts masters and felt a little nervous. He laughed dryly and bowed respectfully: "Three seniors, I'll help you."
Unexpectedly, the three people ignored him at all. Liu Zhenru said: "Mr. Hua comes back once every three months. Why don't we take turns teaching, each teaching for three months?"
The other two agreed, so Liu Zhenru stayed and the other two left. In this way, in the lonely hall, only Zhang Jun and a beautiful woman with surprisingly high martial arts began to practice martial arts.
On the first day, Liu Zhenru asked Zhang Jun to hold an ax and go to the mountains to chop wood piles. They required the diameter of the wood piles to be about ten centimeters, about one meter long, and the cross-section should be flat. This was undoubtedly a hard job, and he chopped down five pieces of wood.
God, only ninety-nine and eighty-one wooden stakes were collected.
However, since the ax was not very sharp, the cross-section he cut was extremely uneven, uneven, and even had spikes on it. Soon, he drank the bitter wine he brewed.
On the sixth day, Liu Zhenru ordered Zhang Jun to plant eighty-one wooden stakes into the ground in a specific order and distance, leaving half a meter exposed on the ground. Next, Zhang Jun had to follow the breathing method taught by Liu Zhenru and walk through them one by one.
Eighty-one wooden stakes.
The first time he walked from one end to the other, he fell down six times and was bruised and bruised. What was even worse was that some of the wooden stakes were very sharp, causing many bloody cuts on his body.
Fortunately, Zhang Jun was able to observe himself through internal vision and adjust his breathing, so he got started quickly. After three days, he was able to walk smoothly without falling down again.
Liu Zhenru immediately arranged another difficult problem. She asked Zhang Jun to spit out a complicated and weird syllable every time he took a step. Strangely enough, every time he said the syllable, he felt the blood flowing in his body stagnated, and his movements
As soon as he slowed down, he would most likely fall to the ground.
In this way, Zhang Jun walked back and forth on the pile thousands of times every day. Through internal vision, he overcame the interference caused by the syllables time and time again and walked more and more smoothly. At the same time, he was surprised to find that as the speed of walking on the pile increased,
The faster it came, the more regular the flow of qi and blood in his body became.
There are eighty-one stakes. From the moment he mounts the stake, he has to take ninety-nine and eighty-one steps. The movements of each step are different, and the syllables he spits out are also different, which is naturally accompanied by different ways of running Qi and blood.
Zhang Jun only walked the pile for half a month. After adjusting his internal vision again and again, his qi and blood became abnormally regular. By feeling this extremely regular qi and blood, he gradually felt the qi.
The threshold of blood transportation is to adjust the movement of qi and blood through movement and breathing.
In addition to walking on the pile, Zhang Jun still has to stand on the Hunyuan pile every night to continue to feel the circulation of Qi and blood. At the same time, Liu Zhenru will also take out a green ointment and massage it on Zhang Jun every night. This happens every night.
Uninterrupted.
Whenever this happens, he will feel extremely comfortable all over his body, the fatigue of the day will disappear, and he will soon fall into a deep sleep.
Whenever Zhang Jun fell asleep, Liu Zhenru would look at him quietly, with complicated emotions in her eyes. She thought to herself: "When I practiced Chenglong Step, it took me three years to get my Qi and blood flowing.
Without being disturbed by syllables, this kid only used it for more than ten days. He is really a monster."
She thought again: "Even my talented senior brother is far behind him."
Thinking of her senior brother, a trace of sadness appeared in her eyes, and she murmured: "Senior brother, where are you? If you are still alive, why don't you come to see me?"
While Zhang Jun was training hard in the mountain, in the villa where Xu Bo lived in Donghai City, Lin Xian's cousin Lin Jian was drinking red wine comfortably and said to Xu Bo, who looked depressed: "I say Mr. Xu, you are really good."
He's so bad that he can't even deal with a poor boy."
Xu Bo was slapped by Zhang Jun that day, and he handed over 200 million at once, which made him feel hurt and resentful. At this time, he heard Lin Jian laugh at him and said angrily: "Fuck you! You think he is really a loser."
Poor boy?"
Lin Jian said disapprovingly: "Lin Xian said the other day that this kid is a disciple of Hua Buyi, and he also knows the mayor of Donghai. Haha, do you think it's impossible? Let's not talk about who Hua Buyi is, how could the mayor of Donghai know this guy?
Planting little people?”
Xu Bo looked at Lin Jian, and suddenly his heart moved, and said: "Lin Jian, this is your Lin family's matter, why do you want me to interfere?"
Lin Jian pouted: "If I take action, I can kill that kid in minutes."
Xu Bo sneered in his heart and said: "I think you are bragging. If you can destroy him, how can you wait for me to take action?"
Lin Jian jumped up and said: "Xu Bo, how about we make a bet?"
Xu Bo's heart skipped a beat. He didn't want to get involved directly and said, "I won't make a bet with you. If you want to do it yourself, it has nothing to do with me."
Lin Jian laughed "Haha": "I didn't expect that Mr. Xu, who was running rampant in the East China Sea, would be scared into this by a poor boy. It's really ridiculous. Okay, I'll deal with that boy. You wait for me to hear the news."
After saying that, he drank all the red wine in the glass and left Xu Bo's villa in a big way. The latter sneered repeatedly and said to himself: "Using this idiot's hand to deal with Zhang Jun may have unexpected results."
There is no time in the mountains, and three months have passed without realizing it. Zhang Jun finally learned how to move Qi and blood through the practice of riding the dragon step. Moreover, Liu Zhenru also taught Zhang Jun a hidden weapon technique called needle rubbing.
A silver needle as thin as an ox hair can be shot out at an extremely fast speed by rubbing it gently with two fingers. It can penetrate iron sheets and is very sinister. And it is very secretive when it is shot. With one hand hidden in the sleeve, it can kill people by rubbing the needle.
Of course, Zhang Jun only learned how to practice, and he was still far away from the realm of rubbing needles to kill people.
The reason why he taught him the method of rubbing acupuncture is because Zhang Jun will definitely learn the Daluo Divine Acupuncture in the future. It is an acupuncture technique, but one kills and the other lives. The two can learn from each other's strengths.
Three months later, Hua Buyi returned to Yuxu Temple. When he and Lu Yunxiang saw Zhang Junzhi, they both looked surprised. Lu Yunxiang said with emotion: "It's like a fairy. You actually taught him the Dragon Steps that Zen Master Yunlong didn't teach to outsiders."
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Liu Zhenru said indifferently: "Since I taught him, I will teach him the best. Dragon Step is the most suitable cultivation method in the world for listening to blood and practicing blood."
Lu Yunxiang nodded repeatedly and said: "Okay, Fairy Zhenru, since you are so generous, I won't hide it anymore. I would like to know what kind of monster the three of us plus Mr. Hua will cultivate."
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Hua Buyi smiled and said: "Zhang Jun has already begun to transfer blood energy. Could it be that Teacher Lu wants to teach him the True Martial Mother Fist?"
Lu Yunxiang laughed "Haha": "Apart from the Zhenwu Mother Fist, what other boxing technique can catch up with the progress of Dragon Step? This Zhenwu Mother Fist can further sense the energy and blood after practice, and as soon as the boxing frame is released, it can gradually form
Zhenwu Quanlu combines the strengths of hundreds of schools and becomes its own brand."
Hua Buyi asked: "Teacher Lu, what level has the fist spirit refined by your Zhenwu Boxing Furnace reached now?"
Lu Yunxiang said regretfully: "It's only the third level. If this fist intention reaches the first level, it will be like your Shennong Sect's Immortal Finger, entering the realm of magical power."
Hua Buyi praised: "Third rank is already amazing, I can't get out of ten moves under you."
On the first day when Lu Yunxiang taught him, Zhang Jun was stunned. He didn't expect that it would be so difficult to master Zhenwu Muquan. Even if he tried his best to learn through clairvoyance, he still couldn't learn it.
It's like a person who doesn't know how to learn painting. If you put a painting by a famous artist in front of him, he may think that the painting is not a big deal, it's just made up of strokes. But if you really ask him to paint a new painting,
This is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to do.
This is the case for Zhang Jun. It seems that it is not difficult, but it is even more difficult to imitate.
Lu Yunxiang was not anxious at all. Instead, he comforted Zhang Jun: "Don't be anxious. I only showed off my mother's fist when I was fifty-five years old."
This sentence not only failed to comfort, but also made Zhang Jun break into a hot sweat. He thought to himself, this old man is really funny. How can I learn what you only mastered when you were fifty-five?
Xianggui thought so, but he still practiced extremely seriously, and even when he was dreaming, he was wondering how he came up with that boxing stance.
For ten days in a row, Zhang Jun made no progress at all, but he entered a state of madness. He was in a daze all day long, performing various boxing styles, some of which were so weird that it made people laugh.
Lu Yunxiang has been watching with cold eyes. He wants to know how talented Hua Buyi's disciple is. You must know that his seemingly ordinary boxing style actually contains the essence of hundreds of boxing techniques. Let alone Zhang Jun, even if you find a person who has practiced martial arts for decades
Even a great master may not be able to learn it. A boxing frame contains Lu Yunxiang’s lifelong martial arts insights.