Tomb Robber: I, Chen Yulou, am dedicated to cultivating immortality!

Chapter 201 Peng Daozong's Huntian Qi Replenishing Method

That night.

Kunlun stayed in the courtyard.

Old Man Shen was worried that he would not sleep well, so he brought out a thick winter quilt to put under it, and also brought an oil lamp so that he could have a light when he got up at night.

Do it all.

He then went to the back room to rest with peace of mind, holding his hands behind his back.

But Kunlun was lying on the bed, tossing and turning all night long.

He is just a little cold-tempered and not good at words, but he is not unreasonable.

Old Man Shen was not related to him, so he was able to do this because he regarded him as a disciple of the younger generation.

Early the next morning.

It's still dark.

Old Shen got up early again and made a special trip to the street shop to buy some breakfast.

"Huzi, be good."

"First go and call the guests for dinner."

Seeing his grandson staring expectantly at the steamed buns on the table, Old Shen couldn't help but darken his face, full of apologies and self-blame.

These few years.

I didn't have a good life following him for a few days.

One is that the world is not good.

In addition, as he is getting older, he can only do odd jobs for others in exchange for a small income.

In the past six months, in order to use Huzi to treat diseases, I have even emptied my small savings.

On weekdays, their grandparents can only cook some porridge.

He still had to fish out the little rice to feed his grandson, so he could only eat a mouthful of pickles.

"okay."

The little guy swallowed secretly.

Then he turned around and ran towards the house.

But after just a few steps, his head bumped into a tall figure. Looking up, he saw that he was one of the four people who came to visit his home last night.

He is young.

Can't remember much.

But I was deeply impressed by Kunlun.

Because he had never seen anyone that tall before.

Seeing him staring at him timidly, Kunlun couldn't help but smile gently and touched his head.

In the past, this kind of behavior was almost impossible for him to do.

Because I can't speak.

He looks different from ordinary people.

Most of the children in the village were afraid of him.

Even if you sometimes want to improve the relationship, basically everyone will leave as soon as you see him approaching.

As time went by, Kunlun became more and more autistic.

Would rather stay in the house than come into contact with other people.

"Are you... a giant spirit?"

"Djinni?"

Kunlun was startled, and while he was still thinking about who this person was, Old Shen, who was standing under the tree waiting for the two of them to eat, reacted and quickly interrupted.

"Don't talk nonsense."

"Kunlun, a child's words are innocent and there is no malice. Don't take it to heart."

Hearing this, Kunlun shook his head, indicating that he didn't take it to heart.

Then he smiled gently at the little guy.

"I'm not a Djinn."

"But as long as you eat well and take good care of your body, you will be as tall as me in the future."

"Really?"

The little guy's eyes suddenly lit up.

Because he had been frail and sick since he was a child, he was not as tall as the little girls in the alley even at the age of six or seven, so he was often laughed at.

Now I heard Kunlun's words.

He couldn't help but feel a bit of anticipation in his heart.

"Of course, I never lie."

See him say that.

The little guy took a serious look at him and finally put aside his last doubt.

See this scene.

Old Shen, who was originally a little worried, couldn't help but show a touch of relief on his face.

"Come, eat."

He warmly greeted everyone, one large and one small, to sit down.

Had a meal.

The voices of several children came from outside the yard.

Huzi suddenly couldn't sit still.

Looked at Old Shen expectantly.

"Go on, don't go crazy, remember to come back for dinner."

"Know it."

The little guy quickly opened the door and left.

Wait until the yard becomes quiet again.

Kunlun hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but ask, "Master Shen, what's going on with Huzi?"

Listen to him ask.

Old Shen's expression was full of sadness.

He took out his tobacco stick and lit it, took a few puffs, and then slowly spoke.

He was ignorant when he was young.

After listening to some stories about knights and knights, he devoted himself to martial arts and sought help from people everywhere to learn the skills.

But most of the people walking around the streets are charlatans and charlatans, and they have nothing but fake tricks.

After studying for half a year, Old Shen heard that there was a real person on Mount Emei, so he left his newly married wife and ran to Mount Qingcheng to become a monk and become a Taoist.

I thought I could transcend this world.

But who would have thought that things are unpredictable, and once the master dies, the mountain gate will quickly become lonely.

Seeing all the fellow disciples descending the mountain one after another.

But he was unwilling to go home like this.

Then he went to Qingcheng Mountain, a hundred miles away, and stayed there for a few years.

The skills taught by his master were getting better and better year by year, but Old Man Shen found that he could not cut through the world of mortals and could not become the legendary real person.

So he went down the mountain again.

But over the years, things have changed at home.

Spent a long time asking.

Only then did he realize that not long after he went up the mountain, his wife gave birth to a son, and he raised him with great difficulty alone. Unfortunately, he did not wait until he had a family and established a career before he passed away.

An only son is also struggling in the world.

With no one to help him, he could only make a living by doing hard work and unloading goods at the dock.

He didn't marry his wife until he was in his thirties.

After looking forward to it for several years, I finally got it.

That is Huzi.

But the woman's body and bones were also in bad condition, and she was unable to survive the difficult delivery.

As a result, Hu Zi was born with insufficient roots and was frail and sickly after birth.

His son had lost his wife in middle age and was grieving. He had to earn money to support his son's illness, so he had to work hard, and his body was badly damaged.

When Old Shen found them.

He was terminally ill.

After hearing all this, Old Shen was so sad that he wanted to die.

But Hu Zi is only a little over a year old. If no one takes care of him, you can imagine his fate.

Originally, the white-haired man sent the black-haired man away.

Old Shen was already devastated.

In desperation, he could only retire from the world and only think about raising the tiger.

"Wait a minute, Master Shen, how old is Huzi this year?"

Listen to him talking intermittently.

Kunlun also looked sad.

However, yesterday at the Jinlou building, he heard Uncle Jiu say that Old Shen had conquered all the invincible players in Changsha more than ten years ago. It seemed that the time was not right.

"You'll be ten years old after the New Year."

Ten years old?

Kunlun's heart sank when he heard this number.

The little guy looks like he is only six or seven years old, but he is already this age. It is no wonder that he is looking forward to growing taller.

"What about his illness?"

"The old Chinese doctor who came last time said that if you take care of yourself slowly, it shouldn't be difficult to stay alive, but if you want to cut off the roots..."

Old Shen puffed out a cloud of smoke.

On his wrinkled face, there was a trace of pain that was too thick to be resolved.

Although the words were not finished.

But the meaning is self-evident.

"Master Shen, if you believe me, when this is over, can you let me take Huzi to Chenjiazhuang?"

Kunlun hesitated for a moment, but still spoke.

"My shopkeeper has the power to reach heaven and earth. When the time comes, I will ask him to take action, and I will definitely be able to remove the poison from Huzi's body."

"You mean Mr. Chen, the shopkeeper?"

Old Man Shen has been traveling around the world for many years, and has come into contact with people from all walks of life.

I have heard about the Chen family in Xiangyin.

Especially after Shopkeeper Ninth invited a great doctor to come out and save Huzi's life, he even asked someone to inquire about it.

just got it.

The long-famous Jinjin Building in Changsha City turned out to be the Chen family industry.

only……

I have always heard that the Chen family was engaged in fighting to make a living. When did it involve treating illnesses and saving people?

"It's him."

Speaking of the shopkeeper. Kunlun's expression became much more solemn.

To him, Chen Yulou is the most capable person in the world, and there is nothing he can't do.

For example, he had not been able to awaken for more than 20 years and could not speak. The shopkeeper only used a short two hours to let him loosen the golden rope on his body and tear off the shackles in his heart.

And Yuan Hong.

But a wild monkey in the mountains.

Now he can read and write, can speak and speak, and can even practice Taoism.

The shopkeeper's methods can be said to turn decay into magic.

It can be said that it couldn't be easier to remove the poison from Hu Zi's heart.

"This……"

He is full of confidence.

Old Shen became more and more frightened and confused.

Even the great Chinese doctor that day was helpless and said that he could only use big medicine to warm and nourish. He really didn't dare to bet on whether the shopkeeper Chen Jiashao, whom he had never met before, could do it.

"Master Shen, don't worry."

"The shopkeeper has been practicing in the mountains since he was a few years old. He has already crossed the Dragon Gate and built the foundation of the Tao."

Although Kunlun has never practiced.

But I have been with Chen Yulou, Partridge Shao and others for so long.

I still have a clear understanding of how to collect, refine, and breathe.

"Doji?!"

Hear the word.

Old Shen's hand holding the tobacco stick shook, and he felt his heart pounding.

The reason why he went to Emei and Qingcheng in the first place was not just to find those real people who had seen the dragon but not their tail, to worship under their sect, to refine their Qi and practice.

Unfortunately, traces of real people are elusive, and ordinary people rarely see them in their lifetime.

He just settled for the next best thing.

Stay in the mountains and practice martial arts.

"Shop Master Chen actually has such a good connection."

Old Shen was already convinced at this moment.

After all, Longmen is just refining qi and collecting nutrients to build the foundation. If you are not a cultivator, you have no way of knowing.

He had been in the mountains for many years and had only heard about it.

"Then Huzi, please."

Putting the tobacco pole aside, Old Shen stood up, holding his fists and saying seriously.

"Master Shen, you're welcome."

Kunlun was startled when he saw that he, a man of sixty or seventy years old, was actually prostrating himself. He stood up quickly, took half a step away, and held his wrist to prevent him from prostrating.

"It's just a piece of cake."

"And... Huzi and I hit it off right away."

do not know why.

He seemed to see the shadow of many people in Huzi.

There is him, there is Huamaguai, and there is even the red girl.

That's why he proposed treatment.

He said it simply, but Old Shen was relieved.

Hu Zi could say it was his lifeblood, and all his self-blame and regret for his wife, children, and family were poured into him.

Close your eyes.

My biggest wish is to see my grandson be safe and sound.

"Stop talking about this."

Old Shen closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then exhaled all the suffocating energy in his chest.

Then he looked at Kunlun opposite.

He said in a serious voice.

"Since you are here to learn the Qixing Heng Kung Fu, time is tight and you should not waste it."

"Kunlun...come with me!"

"it is good!"

Kunlun, who had been waiting for this sentence for a long time, didn't waste any time. He stood up in a hurry, followed Old Shen, and walked step by step towards the open space behind him.

Wooden man stakes, martial arts stones, and overlord bricks.

Just glance at it.

They are all tools for practicing hard energy.

"Try the wooden dummy first, let me see your skills."

Old Shen pointed to the polished wooden mannequin in front of him, which was as tall as a man, and gestured towards Kunlun.

"it is good."

Kunlun didn't waste any time and went straight forward.

He had seen wooden dummies on the mountain.

Never tried it in the past.

This is the first time now.

After briefly recalling the techniques of the brother down the mountain, before taking action, Old Shen's voice came again, "Don't think too much, just punch hard and give it a try."

Hearing this, Kunlun nodded immediately.

He clenched his fingers tightly and punched out randomly.

only……

This seemingly simple punch contained unimaginable power. The force of the punch shot through the body and made the air tremble.

Bang!
A punch landed.

The wooden mannequin that had stood here for almost ten years could not withstand the huge force. Several cracks spread rapidly in all directions, and crackling sounds were heard.

Then, in Old Shen’s extremely shocked eyes.

The wooden mannequin he made with his own hands broke into two pieces and fell to the ground.

"This……"

Old Shen looked like he had seen a ghost.

It has long been seen that he is a good prospect who takes the path of horizontal training.

But little did he know that Kunlun's fist power was so terrifying that it could break even wooden dummies with one punch.

You know, this thing is usually made of elm or locust wood.

I just like its tough texture.

It is then soaked in tung oil and dried repeatedly until the inside and outside are integrated.

With these various methods, the wooden dummy can withstand thousands of heavy blows without breaking.

He drove piles for nearly ten years.

It only left a few rough and uneven marks on the pile.

This guy is pretty good.

He was destroyed with one punch.

"Here, Master Shen, stop holding on, or I'll pay for it..."

Seeing him staring, he was speechless for a long time.

Kunlun was also a little confused.

In the past, it might have been a bit difficult to interrupt, but since I started practicing spear, my blood and energy surged like the tide of a river.

Don't talk about such a wooden pile.

Even the overlord brick next to it can be easily broken.

"Give me your hand."

He also wanted to explain a few words.

Old Shen finally came to his senses, grabbed his wrist, and placed his fingers between the pulse lines.

Feel it carefully.

The expression on his face became increasingly complicated.

"Have you never practiced hard qigong before?"

"Never."

"What about the internal skills and mental methods?"

"nor."

"Is this a natural divine power?"

The more Old Shen looked at it, the more shocked he became. Judging from the pulse, Kunlun Qi and blood were surging, and the meridians were self-operating. Apart from natural divine power, he could not think of another possibility for such a physique.

"Yes."

Kunlun rejected it several times in a row.

This time he finally nodded.

"Really?"

Old Shen shook his head violently and looked at Kunlun with eyes burning like fire.

This is not only a good seedling, it is simply a rare sight in a hundred years.

just.

Why hasn't this kind of bone been practiced in martial arts before?
How could he know?

Chen Yulou has always wanted him to practice Taoism, but this kid has a very stubborn personality and is not good at marksmanship. He is unwilling to switch to Xuandao foundation building skills.

As for the past, it was enough to defeat all laws with one force.

There is no need to practice martial arts.

He sighed secretly in his heart. Old Shen was extremely excited at this moment.

Such seedlings are sent.

The next day I went underground and met my master and all the ancestors of the past generations. They all had to offer him tea.

"Come on, Kunlun, sit down and listen to me tell you."

He pointed to the stone bench beside him.

Old Shen sat down on his shoulders.

Then he said with twinkling eyes.

"Do you know the origin of the Qixing Hengqigong practiced by our lineage?"

Without waiting for Kunlun to answer or shake his head.

Old Shen continued.

"All Mount Emei martial arts come from Peng Zu. It is said that Qixingheng Kungfu was passed down from him, so our sect is also called Peng Daozong."

"As for Qixing Hengqigong, there are three levels and eleven moves."

At this moment, Old Shen had a sharp look in his eyes and could not hide his pride in his words.

"Today I will teach you the first move, which is called the Seven Star Cross Beam Qi Gathering Technique, also known as the Huntian Qi Replenishing Technique!"

(End of this chapter)