In his dream, he saw the man covered in mist again.
"Immortal!" Hou Zhu immediately knelt down when he saw the man, but when he saw the man wave his hand, he was held up by an invisible force and could no longer kneel down.
"I've said before, you and I are destined to practice the "Arhat Gong" every day and don't slack off.
Today I will teach you another method of making light of your body, called "Glimpse of Light", so watch it!"
Wang Zhe taught Hou Zhu the Qinggong movement in his dream, and then used his true energy to help him clear his meridians.
Um!
Lao Hou was startled, and when he woke up he found that it was completely dark outside.
"Thank you, Immortal!" He hurriedly stood up and bowed around, then locked the door and returned home, and mentioned today's matter to his wife.
"Madam, look at it."
Lao Hou used his magic method, raised his energy and jumped up, and suddenly he was up on the tree in the yard.
"Come down quickly."
"There really are immortals, but why would they teach you the skills?" After hearing this, Sun Xiulian was surprised and even more worried about her man.
"How about you go to Lanruo Temple tomorrow and ask Zen Master Guangyun?"
"Yeah, that's fine." Lao Hou said.
The immortal in the dream said that he was destined to be with him, but he really couldn't remember when he had met such an immortal.
He felt that the greatest luck in his life was to find a virtuous wife.
This time he dreamed of immortals teaching him skills. He was so lucky that he was a little worried.
The next morning he went to Lanruo Temple and met with Zen Master Guangyun.
"Amitabha, I haven't seen you for a month, but the donor is extraordinary!" Zen Master Guangyun said with a smile.
"Master, I have received the award. I will tell you the truth. This time I came here to ask Master to answer my questions."
"Donor, please speak."
Immediately, Lao Hou told Zen Master Guangyun about his dream about the immortal teaching the skills.
"Arhat Kung Fu? Did the donor hear correctly?" Zen Master Guangyun was obviously surprised when he heard Lao Hou talking about this technique.
"You heard me right, Master, is there anything wrong with this technique?"
"This Arhat Kung Fu is an authentic Buddhist technique. It originated from Faxing Temple and has never been taught to outsiders. Could it be that the person who taught you the technique in your dream was a member of my Buddhist sect?"
"A Buddhist?"
"What else did the immortal say?"
"Just let me practice hard, stick to my true intention, and don't do evil things." Lao Hou said truthfully.
"Amitabha, congratulations to the donor, this is a great opportunity!" Zen Master Guangyun said with a smile.
"So that's a good thing?"
"What a great thing!" Zen Master Guangyun said with a smile.
"Ah, that's good. Then I can rest assured and won't disturb the master's cultivation."
Zen Master Guangyun sent Hou Zhu outside the temple gate.
"Amitabha, this donor has such a great opportunity!"
Lao Hou returned to Guobei County and was still the last one to leave in the afternoon. Naturally, he fell asleep on the table again.
I dreamed of that immortal again.
"Today I will teach you a set of swordsmanship called Liuguang. Watch out!"
Lao Hou only saw a bright light.
"Swing the sword a thousand times a day, and the result will come naturally!"
If you like to use a sword, you can change it into a sword."
From then on, Lao Hou returned home to practice Taoism in the middle of the night, as if he had been given chicken blood.
"You have worked hard at the Yamen all day, and you are still working so hard at night." Sun Xiulian looked at him with very distressed eyes.
"Madam, I'm not tired. You don't know that I am full of strength now. The immortal told me in my dream that the world is going to be in chaos, and I must study hard and practice hard so that I can protect you mother and son."
On the fourth day, Wang Zhe taught Lao Hou a set of empty-handed capture skills.
In the past few days, I have taught him the exercises and helped him clear his meridians. After doing this, Lao Hou seemed to be a different person.
The white hair on his head disappeared, the wrinkles on his face were smoothed, and his eyes that were previously cloudy became clear and bright.
It only took four days, but the whole person seemed to be five or six years younger.
"Captain, what good food did you eat?"
"Captain, have you met an immortal?"
The officers in the yamen were very curious when they saw Lao Hou's change, and almost everyone asked him.
"I tell you, if you do good deeds, you will be rewarded."
Naturally, Lao Hou would not casually tell anyone about his meeting with an immortal in his dream who taught him how to practice.
What's more, the immortal also warned me.
"Capture the head, the captain has invited you." After clicking the button, a servant came to ask for help.
"Sir." After seeing the captain, Lao Hou hurriedly stepped forward and saluted.
The captain stared at Hou Zhu's face for a long time, which made him feel a little scared.
"grown ups?"
"Well, he looks a lot younger. Lao Hou has been doing bad things lately. The county lieutenant patted Hou Zhu on the shoulder.
"They are all cultivated by adults."
The county captain smiled after hearing this. Everyone doesn't like to hear compliments. It would be more lovable if this person could both do things and talk.
"You look much better than usual, but what's the trick?"
"Sir, my wife has been cooking chicken for me lately."
"Chicken stew, only chicken?" the county captain asked next.
"There are also wolfberry, angelica, deer antler... I will go back and ask my wife, and I will report to you tomorrow." Lao Hou thought for a moment and said.
"No hurry, no rush, I also like to eat chicken." The county lieutenant said with a smile.
But within one day, many people in the yamen knew that Mrs. Hou had a secret recipe for stewed chicken, which could make people energetic and younger after eating it.
In this way, Lao Hou alone started a chicken-eating craze in the yamen of Guobei County.
Alas, Lao Hou sighed helplessly.
This matter finally got over in this way.
Eating the stewed chicken will definitely have some effect, but it will definitely not reach his current level.
To be honest, when he looked at himself in the mirror now, he couldn't believe his eyes.
I have become so much younger all of a sudden, and I can only sigh at the wonder of the immortal's skills.
At the same time, he also had new worries, how to explain his sudden martial arts skills.
The officers in the yamen found that their chief catcher no longer joked with them when he had nothing to do. Instead, he practiced swordsmanship in the yard, drew his sword, and chopped.
It looks very boring.
"Catch the head, come and eat the melon seeds."
"If you don't want to eat, you can eat."
"Captain, what's wrong with you? Are you preparing to take the martial arts exam like Zhu Xiao?" the officer joked.
"There have been more and more bad guys these days. I have to practice my sword practice so that I don't lose my life if I can't defeat them." Hou Zhu had already thought of his words.
The few officers were stunned after hearing this.
"The head catcher is right."
"Then let's practice together too?"
"Practice!"
A few other guards were also practicing Qi Kung Fu in the yard, but what they practiced could only be regarded as fancy fists and kicks, not even ordinary fist and kick Kung Fu.
Hou Zhu on the side couldn't stand it anymore, so he taught them two moves.
"Captain, I don't think you know how to use your skills!"
"You thought I was a catcher all these years for nothing. In the early years, I learned my skills from the catcher in the government office." What he said was true.
Suddenly, these officers became much more respectful to the new catcher.
This one is different from Zeng Jin's head catcher Zhu Xiao. The other one lets them rush ahead when trouble comes. When good things happen, they run faster than anyone else. They typically bully the subordinates and flatter the superiors.
But the head catcher in front of him would not back down when encountering a bad guy, and would even rush forward first.
On the other side, Wang Zhe saw many people begging on his way back to the mountain.
What should I do if there is no food to eat at home? I can only beg.
Many trees on the mountain have bare branches, and all the edible trees have been eaten clean, not to mention some wild vegetables on the ground.
If this continues, the tree bark and grass roots will be eaten clean. If this continues, some people will sell their sons, daughters, and wives.
I'm afraid something as cruel as changing one's child to eat may happen.
"A few years ago we could call it a peaceful and prosperous time. What happened in the past two years? Is it because of the capital?" Wang Zhe looked in the direction of the capital, and he thought of the emperor who sought immortality.
A big reason why this dynasty turned from prosperity to decline was because of the emperor's ignorance.
All people in the world are affected by it.
Wang Zhe now also understands why so many people want to practice.
Monks are respected by others in times of peace, can devote themselves to practice, and have the ability to protect themselves in times of turmoil.
Just like him, if it weren't for chance, he got the book "Impermanence of Yin and Yang" and embarked on the path of spiritual practice, he might have stayed in that small Guobei County and worked as a policeman in this life.
Marry a wife, have a few children, and maybe rely on the knowledge of future generations to live a slightly better life. If the world is in trouble, I'm afraid you won't be able to protect yourself.
"Help, help!"
In mid-air, Wang Zhe heard shouts below and saw several robbers robbing passers-by.
He then descended from the sky and flew all the robbers away with a few slaps.
The few people who were rescued hurriedly thanked them.
"Thank you for your help, hero."
A few people even knelt down and kowtowed.
"Hey, get up quickly and hurry up."
Wang Zhefu rose into the air again, and after walking for more than ten miles, he suddenly saw a man driving three sheep on the road below.
The man carried the sword on his back and a wooden stick in his hand, and walked slowly and leisurely on the road.
Well, he suddenly stopped and saw a man standing on the road in front of him.
"Why is this brother blocking the road?"
"Why are these sheep crying?" Wang Zhe pointed to the three sheep on the road, and saw that the three sheep had tearful eyes and opened their mouths, but they did not make any sound.
"Maybe I'm tired."
"When you are tired, you should take a rest."
"Yes, yes, that's what you said." The man nodded in agreement, suddenly raised his hand, and with a whoosh, several flying needles went straight to Wang Zhe's face.
"Seeking death!" The seemingly gentle man suddenly changed his face to a ferocious one.
Wang Zhe waved his hand and all the flying needles flew back and pierced into the man's body.
Well, he stumbled, took a few steps back, and hurriedly took out a medicine bottle from his arms.
Those needles are all poisonous needles, and what's in this bottle is the antidote.
Suddenly the bottle in his hand flew out and fell into the hands of Wang Zhe in front of him.
"Poison needle?"
"Exalted Master, please spare my life, please spare my life!"
He knew that he had met an expert today, so he hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed to admit his mistake.