Peach Luck Shuangxiu

Chapter 230 The Ancient One (1 more)

"Oh, Poison Master, what kind of boxing skills do you think my boxing skills are similar to?"

Zhou Lang asked curiously, before he became a monk, he had never been out of the circle of martial arts, and he didn't know much about the martial arts of the major schools. There are very few opportunities to fight.

In the past few months, the only monk he met was Shangguan Long from the Shangguan family. Know more about the circle of martial arts, and then the circle of self-cultivation. He knows that there are definitely not a few monks in this world, but most of them are relatively secretive.

"Sir's boxing is a bit similar to Wudang's Changquan." Du Zun said: "I have also fought against Wudang's disciples before, and their boxing also pays attention to avoiding reality and emptiness. The principle is basically the same, but Wudang Changquan is far away. No sir, your boxing skills are exquisite, at that time I thought it was already the top martial skill in the world, but I didn't expect that the previous martial skills were much higher than theirs."

"Could it be that the Changquan I learned from the "Xiangxiu Collection" has any connection with Wudang's boxing?" Zhou Lang's heart moved, and he thought: "My surname is Zhou, so I should have nothing to do with Wudang. Does it matter?"

"My boxing technique is not called Wudang Changquan, but Changquan. I'm not a Wudang disciple either. It's just a simple boxing technique, and it's not a high-level martial art. But if you want to learn, I can teach you."

Zhou Lang then said.

"Thank you sir."

Du Zun was happy. At that time, when he was caught by Zhou Lang and imprisoned in the "Qian Kun Palace", he was completely desperate. Now he has not long been Zhou Lang's servant, and he can get Zhou Lang's guidance in martial arts. He felt that his future was full of hope, even breaking through the realm of martial arts, and becoming a monk might not be the case.

Next, Zhou Lang demonstrated Changquan for Du Zun.

Changquan combines strength and softness, suitable for movement and stillness, as quiet as a virgin, and as explosive as thunder. Although the moves are simple, they are very useful, and they contain the true meaning of martial arts.

Under Zhou Lang's rehearsal, this simple long fist has a special charm. It seems that every move and style contains countless martial arts principles.

Zhou Lang rehearsed for Du Zun three times, and Du Zun mastered the tricks of Changquan. After all, Du Zun is also a master-level master, and his cultivation in martial arts is not shallow.

Of course, some of the mysteries in Changquan cannot be fully understood by Poison Venerable, so after Poison Venerable learned the tricks of Changquan, Zhou Lang asked Poison Venerable to practice slowly by himself, and the more he practiced, the more Du Zun The more he felt that this seemingly simple boxing method was very difficult, because every time he practiced it, he had new gains, and he felt that his understanding of this boxing method was not deep enough.

……

Du Zun is really a very comprehensive person, he can also cook breakfast.

At 07:30 in the morning, Zhou Lang had breakfast with Zhao Xiaorou and Du Zun in the villa, and then went to school.

Zhao Xiaorou also wanted to visit Zhou Lang's school, so she drove a Ferrari there.

Zhao Xiaorou was driving a famous car, and she was so handsome, Zhou Lang didn't want to cause a stir in the school, so he got off the car two or 300 meters away from the school, and let Zhao Xiaorou enter the school first, but he was slow. Slowly approached the campus.

Zhou Lang first met Zhao Xiaorou at the parking lot, and then wandered around the school.

Zhao Xiaorou is still dressed very innocently, just a simple set of sportswear and casual shoes. People who don't know her will never think that she is the daughter of Governor Zhao Cang. Well, Miss Qianjin is all gold branches and jade leaves, she wears international famous brands, and she travels with bodyguards, she is not like Zhao Xiaorou at all.

However, Zhao Xiaorou's face that was carved out of hibiscus in the clear water still attracted many people. She and Zhou Lang walked side by side in the small courtyard, becoming a beautiful landscape, and many boys' eyes were attracted by her.

"I've never seen that girl before, she's so beautiful and pure."

"Yeah, compared to my crooked girlfriend who wears makeup every day, that's a world of difference."

"Since it's crooked, you still want her to be your girlfriend?"

"It looked okay at the time, but when I saw this goddess and compared the two, I suddenly felt that she was horrible."

"The boy next to the goddess seems to be from our school."

"This kid can get such a top girl, I think he and the goddess just know each other."

……

Many people started talking about Zhao Xiaorou and Zhou Lang. While everyone was amazed at Zhao Xiaorou's beauty, they also envied and hated Zhou Lang.

Most people think that Zhou Lang and Zhao Xiaorou cannot be a couple, but they still envy and hate, because they feel that being able to walk together with Zhao Xiaorou, talking and laughing, is also a great happiness, and they wish they were Zhou Xiaorou. A wolf can stand by Zhao Xiaorou's side.

"It seems that if I am in your school, I must be a school girl." Zhao Xiaorou naturally felt the eyes of the boys around her, and smiled slightly. She was always confident.

"It's not just a school belle. If you enter our school, I'm afraid you'll be the most beautiful school belle in history." Zhou Lang smiled, and then said: "You are ice and snow smart, and you are a rich lady. Why don't you study?"

"It wasn't because of Shangguan's family. I was only a freshman at that time. Shangguanyu always came to school to harass me, so I had to drop out."

Zhao Xiaoju said.

"Then do you plan to go back to school?" Zhou Lang asked.

"I don't plan to study anymore." Zhao Xiaorou said: "I have been in society for a while, and I can't find the feeling of wanting to study anymore. Anyway, diplomas are dispensable for me. It depends on ability."

"That's right, there are no classes in the first and second quarters, so I'll take you to the back mountain of the school." Zhou Lang said.

Soon, the two came to the back mountain of the school.

Along the stone steps, the trees along the way are lush and quiet.

More than ten years ago, the back mountain of the school was a sacred place for male and female students to meet, because Fengqi was not as open as it is now, and many male and female students still had a secretive feeling when they fell in love, but now, when you come to the school There are almost no male and female students in Houshan.

Because you can fall in love freely on the campus of the university. You can have a romantic relationship on the grass on the campus or under the shade of the trees. Who would look far away?

Slowly, the back hill of the school became more and more quiet, and it was rare for anyone to enter.

That's why Zhou Lang took Zhao Xiaorou to the mountain behind the school, because no one would bother her here.

"This is really a good place." Zhao Xiaorou followed Zhou Lang up the stairs, feeling the tranquility around her, and couldn't help praising.

But Zhou Lang and Zhao Xiaorou were not the only ones in the back mountain of the school. There was also a grizzled old man practicing boxing on the top of the back mountain.

On the top of the back mountain, there is a flat ground made of bluestone slabs. The old man is probably in his seventies, but he is very energetic. He is currently practicing a set of boxing skills that combine strength and softness.

Whoosh!

The old man's cultivation base is very good. When practicing boxing, he actually made a sound of piercing through the air, which is quite powerful.

When Zhou Lang and Zhao Xiaorou came to the top of the mountain, the old man's movement was like lightning, and he practiced a set of boxing skills vigorously. He didn't seem to mind that people saw him practicing boxing, but he just glanced at Zhou Lang and Zhao Xiaorou indifferently, and said Continue to practice boxing.

"Brother Wolf, this old man's footwork and boxing skills seem to be somewhat similar to the boxing skills you taught me." Zhao Xiaorou looked at the old man practicing a few moves, and said in surprise.

"indeed so."

Zhou Lang nodded. The old man's boxing skills have many moves similar to the Changquan he learned from "Xiangxiu Collection", but the Changquan he learned is 72 moves. There are more than a dozen tricks, and many of them are different from the tricks he learned, not so subtle.

"Is this old man's boxing derived from my long boxing? Something like a fragment?" Seeing the ancient old man practicing these moves, Zhou Lang had such a thought in his heart.

"Brother Wolf, if it were me, how long would it take to reach the level of this old man?" Zhao Xiaorou asked, the boxing skills she and Zhou Langxue used were also this set of long boxing, and she also wanted to make herself stronger.

"A few months at a time, a few years at a time." Zhou Lang thought for a while and lowered his voice.

"A few months is about the same, a few years is too long." Zhao Xiaoju said.

"Young people, if you want to reach my level in a few months or a few years, you may not be too ambitious, too whimsical, right?"

Zhou Lang was about to say something, but the old man sneered, stopped practicing boxing, and walked towards Zhou Lang and Zhao Xiaorou. Zhou Lang spoke in a low voice, the old man couldn't hear clearly, but Zhao Xiaorou spoke louder, he It seems to have heard clearly.

"Senior, I don't know what kind of boxing you are practicing?"

Zhou Lang smiled slightly, and was not angry, because what the old man said was right. If he hadn't become a monk by chance, even if he met a brilliant master, it would take decades of hard work to reach the level of the ancient old man. for.

"This is Wudang Changquan. I have spent decades on this set of boxing techniques. You two little dolls think that you can achieve my level of cultivation in a few months, and you are too arrogant."

The old man said calmly, it seemed that the conversation between Zhou Lang and Zhao Xiaorou had aroused his strong dissatisfaction.

"This is Wudang Changquan. It seems that the Changquan I learned has a deep connection with Wudang boxing."

Zhou Lang's heart moved, and he said with a smile: "Senior, this junior is also proficient in boxing. According to common sense, what you said is correct, but there are exceptions to everything."

"Young people, don't be afraid that the wind will flash your tongue when you speak." The ancient and rare old man said: "Since this is the case, let's learn from each other."

"Senior, please." Zhou Lang stood there very naturally, but faintly joined hands with his long fist.

"Young man, you should move first, otherwise you will have no chance to make a move." The ancient and rare old man stroked his gray beard and laughed.

"Since that's the case, senior accepts the move." Zhou Lang reminded, he didn't use his true energy at all, only used a little physical strength, and rushed towards the ancient and rare old man lightly with a punch.

"Weak hands and feet, how do you know boxing skills?" Seeing Zhou Lang's moves, the ancient old man snorted coldly. He regarded Zhou Lang as someone who only knew how to brag. A monk who can look up to.