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

Chapter 206 Yang Fang has been waiting for you for a long time

"The sky is full of Qi, the mind sinks into the Dantian, and the furnace is refining for twelve rounds. This is the foundation of Qi training. Just remember it. It is as tight as a slab, and as loose as cotton with pearls hidden in it."

"Zhuang Gong, actually just twelve characters, takes root in the ground, rises like the bright moon, and falls like a thousand pounds falling to the bottom."

Archway in the south of the city.

Wushan Lane.

In a small house.

Old Shen stood under the shade of a tree with his hands behind his back, staring at the figure in the martial arts training field not far away, moving around with moves, fist shadows intertwined, a face full of relief.

Apart from that.

There is also a hint of exclamation that cannot be concealed.

Kunlun is extremely talented.

At that time, among the many brothers on the mountain, even the one with the best skills took a full two months to memorize the formula clearly. It took him half a year to memorize the formula.

No one who practices diligently for one or two years will find it as difficult as reaching the sky to achieve that step.

Seeing him standing out of the seven-star pile, Old Shen came to his senses and shouted in a deep voice.

Although I know that Shopkeeper Nine has a lot of background.

Kunlun's body remained motionless, but he slowly raised his hands that were hanging by his side, clenched his five fingers, put his two fists together, then opened his mouth and took a deep breath, flowing through his veins, and sinking into his Dantian with his thoughts.

But after all, this kind of thing cannot be forced.

The old brick weighing more than ten kilograms under him was crushed to pieces by his kick.

Plus he just wants to find his family.

Bang!
now.

Not only is he very familiar with the moves.

But among all living beings, most are ordinary people.

It was only in recent years, as I got older and older, that the idea of ​​passing on the Qixing Heng Kung Fu came to my mind like a spark.

But Kunlun didn't care. His whole figure was like a stone pile, with roots on his feet and remained motionless.

With all the calculations, it only takes ten days.

That's why I lost my thoughts.

Only a bang was heard.

This time, in order to repay the life-saving grace of the ninth shopkeeper of Jinlou, he agreed to spread the word about Hengqigong.

This boy was born to practice horizontal kung fu.

Over time.

Qixing horizontally practicing Qigong.

It's a pity that I can't find the right person.

did not expect.

But this kid from Kunlun has only been in the courtyard for a long time.

Especially in the years since I came down from Qingcheng Mountain, I have been immersed in the dye vat of the urban world.

Kunlun's Qi sank into his Dantian, and when he took a step forward, Qi and blood surged all over his body. The strength started from the Qi and blood, got used to the waist, ran through the whole body, and finally came out from the soles of the feet.

What he wants is to teach wholeheartedly. As for the result, it depends on the person's foundation and understanding.

Every move is done with ease.

"Qi transports the Dantian, refining the furnace for twelve rounds, walking with the pulse, and combining tightness and tightness."

But it started from that night.

Not only difficult, but also painful.

Dust was flying everywhere, and it was all over my body.

During this period, Kunlun's performance completely verified his guess.

He has also been involved in the arena for many years.

A martial arts training ground paved with stone bricks.

When he rose to prominence in the world, there were as many gadflies as people who wanted to be his disciples.

Often after practicing for ten days and a half, or several months, I find that I am still unable to get started, and I feel discouraged and turn to simple and crude fists and kicks.

Peng Daozong's seven-star practice of Zhen Qigong requires the most hard work.

Old Shen knew that he had found a treasure.

Most people simply cannot bear it.

To be honest, Old Shen has not thought about finding a few good prospects, which can be regarded as extending Peng Daozong's life.

It was definitely the only one he had seen in his life.

In an instant.

He suddenly felt that Qi and blood were swirling three inches below his lower abdomen, as if setting off a spiral.

"Just once."

"It's a pity that the master has passed away. Otherwise, if Peng Daozong had him, he wouldn't be in this situation today."

Feeling the changes in Kunlun.

Old Shen's expression became even more astonishing, and he couldn't help but sigh.

the other side.

Kunlun's mind was tense and there were no distracting thoughts in his mind.

I turned a deaf ear to the cries and noises coming from the alley outside the courtyard.

Just wait for the Qi and blood to circulate for twelve rounds.

Then the formation immediately changed.

Press the Dantian tightly with two fists.

Immediately afterwards, the Qi from Dantian flows like a great tide, flowing through the acupoints all over the body.

As the breath circulated, the skin of the bare upper body became significantly darker under the scorching sun, as if it had been poured with molten iron.

"This three-position strong Qigong is also called Iron Clothes Shirt."

"Kunlun, are you ready?"

"Master Shen, just come."

Hearing this, Kunlun, whose feet were worth a thousand pieces of gold and whose body was as tall as a bow, just grinned.

"it is good!"

Old Shen didn't waste any time.

He threw the tobacco pole aside casually.

Then he picked up a wooden stick.

Taking a deep breath, he stepped out in one step, stepped on the stone table and jumped into the martial arts arena. With a flick of his wrist, the wooden stick flew through the air, causing an astonishing sound of breaking through the air.

Look in the direction of the gun stick.

It was obvious that he was going straight to the back of Kunlun.

just.

Feeling the sound of breaking wind, Kunlun was not moved at all, but slowly put away his smile, making his face look a little more stern.

Bang!
Old Shen is as fast as Gu Hong.

The spear and stick were as heavy as a mountain.

only……

Knocked down with a stick.

Kunlun's figure didn't even sway. Instead, the spear stick made of pear wood cracked and broke into two pieces.

Seeing this, Old Shen didn't have time to marvel, but walked quickly outside Kunlun and stared at his back to investigate carefully.

His stick just now was almost unreserved, using at least 50% to 60% of the force.

Doesn't seem heavy.

But how many years has he been practicing Qixing Hengqigong?

A pair of fists can easily kill someone.

Otherwise, how could he have secured his position as the number one master in the world of Changsha more than ten years ago.

The strength of 50% to 60% would be enough for an ordinary person to smash a large vertebrae into pieces.

But this kid, who was covered in copper skin and iron bones, was struck down by such a stick. Apart from a shallow mark, his muscles and bones were not injured at all.

Until this moment, Old Shen could no longer suppress the surprise and relief in his turbid eyes.

If it weren't for my own hands-on teaching.

He even doubted whether this boy was a descendant of the sect and had practiced this horizontal skill since his mother was born.

"Master Shen, how are you doing?"

Kunlun let out a long breath.

Taking advantage of the situation, he put away his stance, then turned to look at Old Shen and asked.

"You kid... can start training now."

"However, remember, only by practicing Hengqiu for thousands of times can you forge real gold. After you go back, you can't stop practicing for a day."

See him and ask.

Only then did Old Shen collect his thoughts and said seriously.

"I know, Master Shen."

I heard the word "disciple".

Kunlun couldn't help but look surprised.

It was the first time in so many years since he was brought back to Chenjiazhuang by the shopkeeper that he was alone outside.

Although it is for practice.

But when he was not with the shopkeeper for a day, he always felt uneasy.

"Okay, I see Huabantou and the others have been here for a while, and they are probably waiting outside in a hurry. You can pack up and go back with them."

See his reaction.

Old Shen pointed outside the yard.

To be honest, if possible, he really wanted to pass on all the mantles to Kunlun.

However, everyone has his own ambitions, not to mention this kid is like a hidden dragon in the abyss, and sooner or later he will soar into the sky.

"The kidnapper is here?"

Hearing this, Kunlun turned around subconsciously and looked across the courtyard wall.

really.

In the alley outside the door.

Six or seven figures were standing under the shade of the trees waiting.

Who else is talking with his head lowered than Huamaguai and Zhang Yunqiao?
It's just that he was immersed in practice before and didn't notice it at all.

"Go."

Old Shen turned around and returned to the stone table.

He picked up the dry tobacco rod, twisted a little more from the tobacco bag and stuffed it into the mouth of the cigarette, lit it with the fire sickle, and then took a deep breath.

only. Amidst the smoke.

The thin and lanky figure from before seemed to have aged a lot. He was hunched and leaning on the stone bench. Seeing that Kunlun was not moving, he did not forget to wave to him to signal him not to miss the time.

"Master Shen, did you forget something?"

Kunlun shook his head.

"what?"

"Some time ago, I told you that when I return to Chenjiazhuang, I will take Huzi with me."

When saying this, Kunlun raised his head and glanced at the door.

Behind the door, a small figure is looking over with his head.

It seemed that he knew that Big Brother Kunlun was leaving today.

The little guy's face was full of reluctance.

"This……"

Old Shen stopped smoking.

Kunlun did mention such a thing that day, but he didn't have high hopes.

Cultivation is more difficult than practicing martial arts.

If the latter is mountain climbing, then the former is climbing to the sky.

As one of the few Taoists in the world, he had never seen a real person face to face despite spending so many years in Qingcheng and Emei.

People who practice Taoism cut off the mortal world and avoid the world, and devote themselves to immortality.

Guide and breathe in and out every morning and evening.

Day after day, maybe ten days and a half, it takes only a hair's breadth of aura to gather.

And he has no friendship with the shopkeeper Chen Jiashao.

How could you ask him to take action?

Do you hesitate to use your spiritual energy to sort out Huzi's meridians?
"Master Shen, don't worry. I have been with the shopkeeper for more than ten years and I know his character well. When the time comes, I will beg him and the shopkeeper will definitely not turn a blind eye."

It seemed that he could see the concerns in his heart.

Kunlun shook his head and smiled.

"But……"

Old Shen was still a little hesitant.

However, before he finished speaking, Kunlun's voice continued, "Master Shen, it's getting late. Go pack your luggage first and take Huzi with you."

"Whether it works or not, you have to try."

Hear his last words.

Old Shen finally made up his mind.

He is already old, but Huzi is only in his early ten years. If one day he closes his eyes, there will be no one to take care of him in the world.

Once the disease occurs, it is almost a dead end.

Kunlun is right.

Whether it works or not is another matter, but it would be too cruel for Hu Zi to do nothing.

"Okay... okay, I'll go right away."

Old Shen put away his cigarette, his eyes were red. If he hadn't held back, he would have burst into tears.

It’s not good for Huzi to see.

He raised his sleeve and quickly wiped the corners of his eyes before walking quickly into the house.

The little guy hiding behind the door.

Apparently he heard the conversation between the two people in the yard, and now his gloomy eyes were filled with light.

"Grandpa, are we going on a long trip?"

"Yes, Huzi, brother Kunlun will take you to treat...to his house as a guest."

See the little guy and ask.

Old Shen smiled and touched his head.

A smile suddenly appeared on Huzi's face and he couldn't wait to run to his house.

It didn't take much effort.

The grandfather and grandson each came out carrying a baggage.

I said it was tidying up, but in fact I only picked up a few changes of clothes.

"Come on, Huzi, give me the baggage."

Kunlun, who was waiting in the courtyard, walked forward with a smile and took the bundle from his hand.

Old Shen looked at Huamaguai and Zhang Yunqiao who came in with an apologetic look.

I just took advantage of them to clean up.

Kunlun went out and briefly explained the matter.

"You two will have to worry about this along the way."

"No way, Master Shen is too polite."

Huama waved her hands and said gently.

Kunlun has never been like this in so many years. Since it is so strong this time, there is a reason for it. How could Huamaguai not understand?
"Kaizi, where is Old Uncle Ninth?"

"I already said hello when I came. We are here to take you back."

Hear this.

Kunlun's last lingering heart finally fell back into his stomach.

The group of people quickly mounted their horses and rode through the city. When they passed the city gate, the former Adjutant Lin was also there. They saw the group of people in the distance and had already gotten up early.

See this.

Old Shen almost reached for the long sword hanging on the side of the horse's back.

He has been in Changsha City for many years.

How could I not know that guy?

With a gun at hand, he bullies and dominates the market and commits many evil deeds.

A group of people stood up in a hurry. In his opinion, they definitely had no good intentions.

"Master Shen, don't be nervous."

"It's fine."

Huamaguai noticed it, smiled at him and shook his head.

Seeing him like this, Old Shen didn't dare to let down his guard. He always held the hilt of the sword with his big hand, just in case the gang got into trouble, and he was prepared.

only……

Wait for a group of people to pass directly with their horses.

The adjutant surnamed Lin, instead of trying to stop and embarrass him, instead bowed his head and stooped with a smile on his face. From the beginning to the end, Kunlun and the others didn't even look at him except for Huama Guaiji who said a few words.

But including Adjutant Lin.

But no one dared to say a word.

Even after leaving the city gate for a while, Old Shen looked back and saw that the guys were still watching from a distance.

Until this moment.

He finally understood.

Although they are both Jianghu people, the gap between them is thousands of miles.

From here, we can also get a glimpse of the horror of the Chen family.

He was obviously far away in Xiangyin, but even Changsha City had to give him face.

No wonder Huamaguai is so calm and calm.

In his heart, he became more and more surprised and longed for Shopkeeper Chen.

Wait until you get out of the city.

There was almost no delay for the group.

We arrived at Chenjiazhuang the next morning.

This was because they were worried that the grandfather and grandson would not be able to bear the long journey, so they slowed down. Otherwise, if they had to travel in a hurry, they would arrive in half a day.

Arrived outside the village.

I saw the gate tower that was no weaker than Xiangyin City.

Even the well-informed old man Shen couldn't help but be stunned.

A village is better than a town.

What's even more shocking is that the people coming and going outside the city seem to be farmers who are attached to the Chen family, but they are all cleanly dressed and full of energy.

No food at all.

You know, even in the provincial capital Changsha, there are countless homeless people and beggars outside the city.

In a time of natural disaster and famine.

The shanties outside the city can stretch for almost ten miles.

They were all poor people waiting to be given porridge.

Chenjiazhuang is so rich and prosperous.

After passing the outer city and entering the inner city, Old Shen was even more amazed.

There are row upon row of high-rise buildings and courtyards, and there are vast lakes stretching as far as the eye can see.

Da da--

Just as he was looking around curiously.

Suddenly there was the sound of horse hooves in the distance.

Old Shen subconsciously raised his head and saw a group of three people arriving.

A woman in a red dress, a Taoist carrying a big bow, and a young man carrying a spear or some other weapon.

Looking at the three people from a distance.

The exclamation on his face quickly disappeared and turned into a trace of solemnity.

Between the galloping horses.

The aura of the three of them is stronger than the other.

They are all obviously top-notch martial arts masters.

"Guaizi, Kunlun, I'll wait until you come back."

After hearing Zhuang Ding's report, Miss Hong couldn't wait to greet him.

"Come back, come back."

"Honggu..."

Kunlun said hello with a smile, and was about to ask about the shopkeeper's whereabouts. Unexpectedly, before he could say anything, a sharp, knife-like gaze came straight at him. At the same time, a sound like breaking gold exploded in his ears. open.

"Are you Kunlun?"

"Excuse me, Yang Fang. I've been waiting for a long time."

"Shopkeeper Chen promised me that when you return to the village, you will have a fight with me!"

(End of this chapter)