Taixu said: "Do you have a good idea?"

Xiao Fan glanced at him and suddenly laughed, with a familiar and bad smell in his smile.

Taixu's scalp numbed and he said vigilantly: "You are smiling so terrible, what are your intentions?"

Xiao Fan said in a gentle voice: "Master, you are actually a mountain of gold..."

Taixu looked desperate: "You are going to sell me?"

Xiao Fan wiped his sweat: "No, Master has misunderstood... Master, don't you know martial arts? And you know a lot of things..."

"So what?"

"Take any kind of martial arts out, write it on paper, compile it into peerless martial arts secrets, and then sell it..."

Taixu jumped up and said furiously: "You... you evil disciple! This sect's martial arts is a secret that has not been passed down in the world. It is not allowed to be good at learning only by the people in this sect. You... you actually want to sell it for money? No! Even if I starve to death, I can't do this thing of bullying my master and destroying my ancestors!"

Xiao Fan looked as if he was disappointed and said in pain: "Master, your awareness is too low!"

"What's the meaning?"

"What is martial arts used for?"

Taixu blurted out: "Of course it is used to beat people... Wow, no, martial arts follow the way of heaven and man, and learn from heaven and earth as a guide. It helps people strengthen their bodies, prolong their lives, and make the three of heaven, earth and man become one, so that man is nature, and nature is supreme to man..."

"Okay, okay, there's no need to say anything extra nonsense. Simply put, martial arts are used to strengthen your body, right?"

Taixu nodded reluctantly.

Xiao Fan said: "Since you are strengthening yourself, why can you only be accustomed to it by the people in your own sect? Who is said to be natural? Are ordinary people not human? In our country of China, there were many martial arts scholars in the past! It was because of the opinions of various sects that martial arts were in decline later. Many skills were cherished by themselves and refused to show them to others, which led to permanent loss. Today's martial arts sects are all sinners in later generations!"

He was too stunned, and then looked ashamed.

Xiao Fan sighed again: "Sad! Master, so sad!"

Taixu became more ashamed and said after a while, "Then what effort do we use to sell it?"

Xiao Fan said confidently: "Tai Chi!"

Taixu said in shock: "That won't work! Tai Chi is compiled by my senior brother Zhang Sanfeng's lifelong martial arts essence, and it is a treasure of my Wudang Sect's sect..."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Fan sighed with pain: "Sad--"

Taixu stomped his feet hard, with a look of perseverance and said, "Okay, okay! I'll sell Tai Chi, but I want to modify the boxing guide, leaving only the part of strengthening the body, and the killing moves to attack the enemy must be kept confidential."

Xiao Fan's heartbroken expression immediately turned into a smile: "Okay!"

Taixu blinked his turbid old eyes, and two lines of tears flowed down: "If my senior brother finds that people all over the street can practice Tai Chi, he must beat me to death..."

"Master's Day, this is all disaster..."

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After borrowing a letter stall from a down-and-out scholar, Taixu compiled a Tai Chi boxing brochure with tears in his eyes. In order to avoid trouble for his senior brother, he specially withdraws money on the cover: "Original work: Zhang Sanfeng".

The three of them ran to the most prosperous East City in Jiangpu with their fist tips. They borrowed a gong and Xiao Fan started to beat it with a clang.

There were people coming and going in the east city. Xiao Fan tapped a few times and attracted people's attention.

"Don't miss it when I passed by! Today, my master and apprentice passed by this place and spent all their money. In desperation, I had to sell my master Zhang Sanfeng's lifelong martial arts achievements, spend decades of hard work, and devote myself to a book of Tai Chi boxing. This boxing combines beauty, practicality, and strengthens the body. The elderly practice longevity, young people practice attracting the opposite sex, and children practice iron and calcium supplementation..."

Watching the people whispered to each other.

"Isn't this the Chen family's son-in-law? Why did it become 'passing here'?"

"Ouch! You don't know yet, right? He is no longer the Chen son-in-law."

"Ah? What's going on? Tell me..."

"I heard that he and Chen Siliu turned against each other, and their marriage to the Chen family was completely hyped..."

"Tsk tsk, no wonder he was wearing a Taoist robe. The poor young man couldn't think of it and became a monk..."

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In the middle of the venue, the centenarian birthday star Taixu looked reluctant and was slowly practicing Tai Chi, and he kept reciting: "Tai Chi gives birth to two yin, two yin gives birth to four yin, four yin gives birth to eight yin, eight yin gives birth to eight yin, eight yin...produce the news of eight yin..."

The little beggar also looked like he was crazy, following Taixu happily, gestured decently, and the old and the young slowly practiced Tai Chi, making each other shine, which was very pleasing to the eye.

Xiao Fan was still striving to sell: "The so-called laymen watch the excitement, the experts watch the tricks, and all uncles and brothers must be people who know the goods. I can see clearly that Zhang Sanfeng and Xianren are unique in martial arts. Today, they have a big gift with friendship. Starting at 50 taels of silver, those who want to compete will be quick, and only sell one secret book, which will not be overdue!"

There are indeed people who are watching.

A passing businessman immediately saw the preciousness of this fist, so he shouted loudly: "Fifty taels of silver, I want it!"

Another businessman raised the price: "I'll pay fifty-five taels!"

Xiao Fan was so happy that he cheered: "This fat and fat guy has been 55 taels, is there any higher one?"

"I'll pay sixty taels!"

"Ah! This man who is full of heaven has been given sixty taels, sixty taels! Is there anyone higher than sixty taels?"

"I'll pay seventy taels!"

"I'll pay eighty taels!"

"I'll pay one hundred taels!"

Xiao Fan felt a sense of dizziness in happiness: "One hundred taels! Is there anything higher than one hundred taels?"

"One hundred taels once, one hundred taels twice, one hundred taels...three times!"

"Bang!"

The gong rings heavily.

"make a deal!"
Chapter completed!