Plane hunting

Chapter 164 I don't even know, but you know

Huang Shaohong felt that some masters were watching secretly during the practice, and guessed that the person watching secretly might be Zhou Binglin.

But until he finished training and left, the other party didn't show up, which made him unable to guess what the other party was thinking for a while, and he couldn't be sure whether it was the person he thought.

But in the next few days, every time he came to the Summer Palace to practice, he would feel this way, and gradually he got used to it, no matter whether anyone secretly watched him practice, he was practicing himself.

He has achieved remarkable results in his practice recently, which may be the reason why he practiced the 'Yan Family Iron Cloth Shirt' before. After he practiced 'Dragon Yin Iron Cloth Shirt' and 'Tiger Roaring Golden Bell Jar', these three hard qigong skills turned out to be There is the effect of complementing each other and achieving each other.

On weekdays, he needs to take a medicine bath for an hour to practice the 'Yanjia Iron Cloth Shirt', to soak the medicine into the skin and fascia, and then slap the whole body to let the skin, tendons and bones absorb the medicine, so as to enhance the body's strength.

However, the human body has a certain limit to absorb the medicinal properties. Although the medicinal properties penetrate into the body through patting, a large part of the medicinal properties cannot be absorbed by human cells in time.

The so-called three-part poison of medicine, this part of the medicine that has not been absorbed in time will be filtered through the detoxification system of the organs, and then excreted along with the waste produced by the human body. This will not only waste the medicine, but also cause a certain burden on the kidneys and liver.

But after Huang Shaohong practiced the 'Dragon Yin Iron Cloth Shirt' and 'Tiger Roaring Golden Bell Cover', he found that the movement skills of these two hard qigongs are actually better than the 'Yan Family Iron Cloth Shirt' in terms of promoting the circulation of Qi and blood. It is much stronger, and it can speed up the body's absorption of medicinal properties during practice.

This reduces waste and reduces the burden on the organs.

The Yan family's secret medicine bath and the method of patting the acupoints all over the body to let the medicinal properties enter the body can also speed up the practice of the two hard qigong of "Dragon Sing" and "Tiger Roar".

In addition, the combination of 'Yan's Medicinal Bath' and the 'Medicinal Wine' of Dragon and Tiger's two hard skills, the effect of strengthening the body is more obvious under the combination of one inside and one outside.

So Huang Shaohong practiced hard qigong these days. Compared with before, he can do it for three days a day. If he was not afraid of increasing the dose, he would not be able to take it anymore, he would want to overload the practice.

Time flies, and half a month has passed by, Huang Shaohong devoted himself to the practice of the three hard qigong, the feeling that he can truly feel that he is stronger every day is really intoxicating.

If it wasn't for the feeling of being watched secretly all the time, he would have almost forgotten the purpose of coming to the Summer Palace.

On this day, Huang Shaohong, who finished boxing and kicking, arched his hands around as usual, responding to the cheering spectators when he was practicing boxing, and then after the crowd dispersed, he calmed down and was about to start practicing "Dragon Chanting Golden Bell Jars" When doing the exercises, an old man walked towards him with a smile in the crowd.

The old man is about 1.7 meters tall, neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin. He is wearing a light-colored silk Tang suit and a pair of old-fashioned scissor-cut cloth shoes popular in the north.

The skin color on the round face is as smooth and black as Ganoderma lucidum, without any age spots. His eyes are like morning stars, piercing and shining, his hair is gray, and his beard is three or four inches long, which is meticulously combed.

The whole person looks quite a bit like a great ancient Confucian scholar, with a touch of Taoism in it.

Huang Shaohong's eyes lit up. This person's figure, temperament and spirit made him look like a great master of Neijiaquan.

He had met Yang Jianhou of the Yang family in the Three Smile Building in "The World of Huang Feihong". At that time, Yang Jianhou's temperament was very similar to that of the old man in front of him.

Huang Shaohong stopped his movements and looked at the old man. The old man was still a few steps away from him, then he cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Little brother, your boxing skills are really beautiful, but I don't know one thing. I don't know whether to ask or not!"

Huang Shaohong saw the other party bowing his hands, obviously showing his status in the martial arts world, and immediately bowed his hands back: "If you have any questions, old man, it's okay to ask!"

The old man laughed, and pointed to the distance: "There are so many people here, let's find a quiet place to talk!"

The practice place that Huang Shaohong found is actually considered clean, but his daily martial arts practice has attracted many people to watch, and gradually some people also like to come here to keep fit. An old man was sitting under the shade of a tree, playing chess, and there were also 30 people gathered.

Seeing what the old man said, he nodded with a smile: "Okay, old man, please!" After speaking, he picked up the stainless steel sword he had put aside, and made a gesture of please to the old man.

The old man was not polite: "Then I will take a step first!" After speaking, he took a step, and his movement seemed to be slow, but he was already three meters away when he took a step.

Huang Shaohong's feet were not slow either, he followed the old man steadily with his feet up and down with the footwork of the white crane fist.

The old man looked back and laughed, but this is the Summer Palace after all, there are many tourists, and he didn't mean to compete in footwork, just tried a little, and then clicked.

Taking Huang Shaohong to a clean and shady place, the old man turned around and said: "There are not many tourists here, let's talk here!"

Huang Shaohong nodded and waited for the next sentence.

The old man first smiled at Huang Shaohong, and then showed doubts on his face:
"To tell you the truth, old man, I see that you have been practicing kung fu for some time. I saw that your boxing skills are exquisite and your kung fu is pure. It stands to reason that someone who has practiced boxing skills to your level, what's more, you have already mastered the subtleties and entered the kung fu. Jin is right, but why haven't you even stepped into Anjin!"

Huang Shaohong has already confirmed that the person in front of him is the little Martial God Zhou Binglin, he can't hide the strength of Taijiquan on his body, and his walking movements are all smooth, which is the performance of Taiji practiced to the bone.

Regarding the series of remarks after seeing Zhou Binglin, Huang Shaohong had already thought about it, and immediately made a wry smile on his face:
"When I was learning boxing with my master, the master only taught me a few boxing skills before he died of illness, but he didn't teach me the cultivation method of dark energy at all, let alone the subsequent transformation of energy!"

He said in his mouth, but thought in his heart: "I got this ability from Huang Feihong. Now in the era of Long Snake, both Huang Feihong and his father Huang Qiying have passed away long ago. It doesn't count if I say so." Liar!"

"Oh? I don't know which Hongquan master your master is?" The old man frowned. In his impression, if he could teach such a pure disciple, the teacher must not be an unknown person.

Huang Shaohong directly pulled Lao Yan over to block the gun, and told the old man that his master was Yan Zhendong, who not only taught him boxing, but also taught him the hard work of an iron shirt!

The old man clapped his hands after hearing this: "That's right, the problem lies in the hard qigong you practice every day."

He shook his head repeatedly when he said this, and sighed: "Your master treats you with good intentions. Although I have never heard of your master's name, there are so many masters in the world like crucian carp crossing the river. I have never heard of it." It's not unusual, but I can indeed guess why he didn't teach you the method of breaking through the dark energy!"

Huang Shaohong was also dumbfounded, I didn't even know what I made up, but you know?
He pretended to be modest, and asked for advice: "Then I dare to ask the old man, is there any deep meaning that my master didn't teach me the method of dark strength? What does it have to do with the iron cloth shirt?"

(End of this chapter)