Mr. Wang has been guarding the Tang family for more than 20 years without asking for anything in return. Now that the Tang family's business has been on the right track, fewer and fewer people know about Mr. Wang's existence. His presence has become more of a deterrent.
Li. Tang Guobin once asked his father Wang Lao's origin, but in the end he only got a very vague answer. Wang Lao owed the Tang family a promise, and now he is fulfilling it throughout his life.
Mr. Wang is lonely. I have never heard of him having any friends or heirs. He spends a lot of time in this courtyard, and occasionally goes to the Tang family for a walk. Tang Guobin has wanted to worship Mr. Wang as his teacher many times, but unfortunately he has been tested according to the rules.
After one failure, Mr. Wang never gave him a second chance.
Tang Guobin, who has been passionate about martial arts since childhood, failed to become an apprentice and could only choose to learn karate and jujitsu.
Until three years ago, Mr. Wang made a request to the Tang family to bring ten young people with good qualifications to take the test every year. The sunset old man had the idea of accepting a disciple.
Over the past three years, dozens of young people have been tested, but none of them passed the test, including Tang Guobin.
Tang Guobin held Zhanyi Shiba and his heart surged, and his eyes became wet unconsciously.
Seeing his appearance, Xu Qing secretly laughed. He reached out and patted Young Master Tang on the shoulder and said, "It's just a broken book. How can you be so excited? Stop crying, be good..."
"Broken book?"
Tang Guobin and Wang Lao roared in unison, which made Xu Qing's eardrums buzz loudly, and then spitting stars fell like raindrops.
"Broken books, get me some books and come over and take a look..."
"I am an unworthy disciple who dares to say that my master's ancient books are broken. You should be punished!"
... Xu Qing's head was covered with black lines, and he silently endured the offensive of spitting. He was complaining in his heart, and he was paralyzed. I have provoked someone, and all of them turned against each other faster than flipping through a book. It's hard to be a good person in this world!
"Isn't it okay that I'm wrong? It's not a broken book, it's the Palm of the Tathagata, the Sunflower Manual, the Nine-Yang Manual, the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms, the Nine-Yin White Bone Claw...is that okay?"
Xu Qing admitted his mistake, but felt very unconvinced. He simply made nonsense and brought out several local stall secrets from his memory.
"Haha! You are so cruel!" Tang Guobin gave a thumbs up and couldn't help laughing.
Mr. Wang frowned slightly and said sternly: "The most taboo thing in practicing martial arts is to aim too high. Practicing Zhan Yi Shi Shi Shi will benefit you endlessly in this life. The Tathagata Divine Palm Sunflower Book and others are all flashy and heretical. We are not allowed to mention them again in the future.
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Xu Qingqiang suppressed a bellyful of laughter and said: "Don't worry, I won't practice the Sunflower Manual, but it's too boring to just practice Zhanyi Shibatu. Why don't you take out another booklet from your cabinet?
I’ll go back and study on my own!”
Mr. Wang didn't expect that the apprentice he finally took in would be a character who just climbed up the pole. He wanted to scold him a few words, but then he thought about it, a faint smile appeared on his face, and he said slowly: "It's not difficult to get ancient books, seven days
If you can develop the sense of Qi, you can read the ancient books in my cabinet."
"Sense of Qi?" Xu Qing wrinkled his nose. This was the first time he heard this word.
Seeing Xu Qing's confused look, Tang Guobin smiled and joked: "Do you know the internal skills? It's like the sunflower manual you practiced. You can push it out with one palm and you can knock down a large piece..."
"Wait a minute, you're just practicing the Sunflower Manual, and you're taking away the evil-proofing sword manual!" Xu Qing didn't respond slowly, glaring at him and scoffing. He must not be polite to someone like this who takes advantage of the situation.
"Hey, actually, I don't know much about Qi Sense, but I know it's basically impossible to practice it in a week." Tang Guobin smiled strangely and winked at Xu Qing.
Xu Qing rolled his eyes, turned to Mr. Wang and asked, "Master, how do you feel alive?"
Mr. Wang didn't answer, stretched out his left palm to face the Eight Immortals cabinet door, and shouted: "Look!" He moved his palm back, only to hear a squeaking sound, and the closed cabinet door seemed to be blocked by an invisible force.
It was opened like a pull, and there were two sheathed daggers and several ancient books inside.
Before Xu Qing could see the writing on the ancient book clearly, Mr. Wang stretched out his arms and pushed his palms, and the two cabinet doors closed with a snap. The closing force was so strong that the entire cabinet shook.
Mr. Wang withdrew his palm and put it behind his back. He looked at Xu Qing with a half-smile and said, "Disciple, this is qi. When you practice to release the inner qi, you can hurt someone even if you use your palm from a hundred steps away. After seven days, if you can distance yourself from the air,
Shake the cabinet door with a palm, and everything inside will be given away to you."
Xu Qing saw Mr. Wang's miraculous Qigong. At this moment, he completely believed that this master was a real hermit master. It seemed that these three kowtows were not in vain.
"Release the inner air to the outside?" Xu Qing repeated thoughtfully, subconsciously stretched out his palm and pushed the cabinet door lightly, bang! The cabinet door vibrated in a small arc, and made an inaudible sound.
"Hey!" Mr. Wang thought it was his illusion. He turned his head and glanced at Xu Qing and said, "Try a few more slaps."
Xu Qing pushed the cabinet door twice without thinking, bang bang! The two muffled sounds were heard clearly in everyone's ears. Mr. Wang's eyes flashed and he looked at Xu Qing with a faint smile.
"Disciple, have you been practicing internal martial arts for more than ten years?"
The fingers of Mr. Wang's left palm were spread out, and the corners of the gray cloth gown on his body began to flutter in small arcs. Xu Qing felt an invisible pressure enveloped himself, and even his breathing became a little unsmooth. He even felt a little uneasy.
Due to this misunderstanding, the master who was smiling just a moment ago has now turned into a cold-faced killing god. As long as he makes the slightest move, the opponent will kill him without hesitation...
Xu Qing felt aggrieved and thought to himself that this time he was having fun and made Old Wang suspicious. What a damn bad luck! However, the arrogance in Xiao Xu's bones made him make an abnormal move.
He only saw a stick in his neck and said: "I have never practiced any internal martial arts at all. Believe it or not, it's up to you!"
Mr. Wang's eyes turned cold, and he said calmly: "The inner energy is emitting from the outside, shaking things through the air. This kind of state is only reached after the old man is twenty years old. My little friend is a genius, why bother to dig out Wang's point that is going to be buried in the ground?"
thing."
This time, he didn't even call him "disciple" and changed his name directly to "little friend". It seems that Mr. Wang has determined that Xu Qing is an art investment master with ulterior motives.
Xu Qingcheng couldn't explain why, so he could only look at Tang Guobin beside him with helpless eyes.
"Grandpa Wang, Qingzi is only seventeen years old this year. Even if he started practicing internal martial arts from his mother's womb, he wouldn't be better than you, right? Besides, it was me who mentioned this boy's apprenticeship. He didn't know your name at all before..."
Tang Guobin kept explaining, but unfortunately Mr. Wang was not moved at all, and the chill on his face became even worse.
"Forget it, Brother Tang, I'm not lucky enough to be this master, let's go back." Xu Qing smiled bitterly, turned around and walked out the door.
Mr. Wang moved his steps, his body floated in front of Xu Qing, he raised his left arm and pressed his palm on the door.
Xu Qing only felt a warm current pouring into his head. His raised left foot suddenly froze and he could not bring it down. In shock, he instinctively resisted. As soon as his thoughts moved, a pale golden gas rose from his eyes.
He rushed through the door and met the energy poured into him by Mr. Wang.
Bo!
Mr. Wang's palm was bounced two inches away, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes, and he shouted: "Boy, where did you learn the Buddhist Prajna Zen power?"