The master and the disciples sat at the dining table, feasting happily, and their mouths were full of oil. Taoist Xuanyuan wiped his greasy palm casually on the Taoist robe, wiped his hands clean, picked up a pickled bone again, and opened his mouth to bite it.

When he looks up, he looks extremely bold and rough. His appearance will never change in this life.

Today, Qingsong and Cangbai are already fifteen or sixteen years old. Their appetite has increased greatly and their strength is strong. They were taught some foreign martial arts by Taoist Xuanyuan, and they have become Mingjin.

Yuandao people are 70% or 80% similar. One of them holds a big bone in his hand and eats with grease all over his face. He doesn't care at all.

Among the four, only Li Daoqing looked elegant and elegant. He wore plastic gloves in his hands and did not get oil stains all over his body. He opened his mouth, which was neat and white. With a light bite, he crushed the strong lean meat. The bite was strong.

amazing.

If someone could open Li Daoqing's mouth and count it carefully, they would know that Li Daoqing had a total of forty teeth. Each tooth was as white as jade, neat and smooth, like a carefully crafted handicraft.

Ordinary people only have 28 to 32 teeth. Forty teeth are a symbol of reaching the peak of marrow refining.

It is said that Buddha Sakyamuni has forty teeth, which is a symbol of the highest achievement of physical cultivation. There are some yoga masters in India who have practiced their whole body to be as soft as cotton and as hard as iron, with flexible bones and can hold their breath for even an hour.

Even if he is going to die, Sakyamuni must have practiced yoga to the point where his muscles and bones can sing at the same time. This level of cultivation is comparable to the state of holding elixirs.

After Li Daoqing took the elixir, many mysterious changes took place in his body. He had diarrhea every three days, and all he had was dark blood clots, which were marrow cleansing and blood exchange. Then he gradually became able to go without food for three days without any symptoms.

There was no impact. In the end, all the teeth were lost and a pair of perfect and smooth teeth grew back.

After Taoist Xuanyuan was eighty percent full, he ate vegetables with great resistance. He had a bitter look on his face and drooped eyes. He lost the luster he had when he just ate meat. He was a meat-loving person, but

He hates vegetables very much, but as a boxing master, he also knows the importance of balanced nutrition. Every time he eats vegetables, he looks like a picky child with a bitter look on his face. Fortunately,

No need for coaxing.

Perhaps in order to divert his attention and relieve some of the discomfort of eating vegetables, Taoist Xuanyuan talked to Li Daoqing about the matter.

Taoist Xuanyuan picked up a small piece of green vegetables with chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth with resistance. His facial features were distorted. He didn't know what kind of poison he had taken. He felt as if he was being tortured and was in pain. Then he said.

Taoist Xuanyuan rolled his eyes, with a big white eye, not seeing any black, and with a look of disgust on his face, he counterattacked Zhou Binglin.

Li Daoqing's erect ears trembled slightly, and he suddenly opened his eyes. Two rays of light flashed through, like lightning, making people dare not look directly. His eyes were as calm as water, clear and bright, not stained by any dust from the world of mortals, and his lips were slightly red.

Qi, reminded Taoist Xuanyuan softly.

Li Daoqing bowed and clasped his fists, politely and respectfully, and said.

"You don't need to worry about that!"

"Master, isn't this inappropriate?"

Taoist Xuanyuan raised the corners of his mouth and raised the messy beard under his chin. With a proud and showy look on his face, he said unceremoniously to Zhou Binglin.

Li Daoqing closed his eyes and rested. His skin was smooth and fair. There were no moles or freckles on his face. It was so smooth that it could be broken with a blow. There was even a faint fragrance exuding from his body, which made Taoist Xuanyuan's eyes flash.

Shocked, his face was full of thoughts.

"How can I be without separation if I hold one in my arms? How can I be as gentle as a baby if I concentrate on my Qi?"

Li Daoqing nodded. He knew the rules. People who practice martial arts pay great attention to inheritance. Especially for famous boxing skills, he attaches great importance to the successors of his legacy.

"Here he is! Where are he?"

Li Daoqing looked at Zhou Binglin in front of him, his eyes sparkling. Don't think that if Li Daoqing has achieved Gang Jin, a master of transforming strength will be worthless. Zhou Binglin, a master of martial arts who has perfected the transformation of strength, is still a famous master in the martial arts world, and is the top of the pyramid.

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Nowadays, the commercial development of Taekwondo in South Korea is extremely successful. Even the counties at the foot of Wudang Mountain have Taekwondo gyms. However, Taekwondo also has inherent limitations. That is, South Korea’s cultural inheritance is too shallow and there is no way to refine the marrow. So far, no Taekwondo master has achieved Baodan.

Therefore, in the eyes of real martial arts practitioners, Taekwondo is looked down upon.

"You can give yourself a try and it won't hurt!"

If he is satisfied, not only the secret prescription, but also the inheritance of Sun Style Tai Chi will be handed over to Li Daoqing, and he will be regarded as a real master and disciple.

Just pass it on.

The next day, after breakfast, Li Daoqing did not go to the top of the mountain to practice martial arts as usual. Instead, he sat under a century-old pine tree, waiting for Zhou Binglin's arrival. Taoist Xuanyuan sat opposite each other, holding a purple clay pot in his hand, and kept talking.

Playing with it, from time to time, he would drink a cup of fragrant tea for himself and Li Daoqing, feeling comfortable and relaxed.

This man is between middle-aged and old, wearing a black silk suit and old-fashioned scissor-top cloth shoes popular in the north. He has a round face, and his skin is as smooth and black as Ganoderma lucidum, without any age spots.

His eyes were like morning stars, piercing and shining, his whole hair was gray, and his beard was three or four inches long, combed meticulously.

"Good disciple, come here, I have met your Uncle Zhou!"

"The Qi movement does not leak even a bit, and it gathers into a circle. This is the Taoist golden elixir. He is indeed a great master of boxing!"

Zhou Binglin's voice is extremely hearty and strong, full of energy, as if it comes from the Dantian in the lower abdomen.

Taoist Xuanyuan pricked up his ears and did not hear any footsteps. It was not surprising that his apprentice's cultivation had already surpassed him. Since he was sure that Zhou Binglin had arrived, he must have arrived. He believed Li Daoqing's words.

After all, Taoist Xuanyuan is a regular Taoist priest with a degree of ultimatum, and he still knows some Taoist scriptures, and if martial arts practitioners want to achieve success, they must also study. Taoist Xuanyuan looked at Li Daoqing's state, and couldn't help but be secretly frightened.

A sentence from the Tao Te Ching emerged.

There is a Taekwondo master in South Korea, Cui Baiquan, who has supported Zhou Binglin all year round and treated him with great respect. Every time he visited him, he would hold the disciple ceremony. However, Zhou Binglin only taught him some skills and was unwilling to hand over the inheritance of Sun Tai Chi to him.

I don’t want to let the true inheritance of Sun’s Tai Chi spread abroad and achieve the success of Taekwondo.

Li Daoqing was stunned when he heard this. He did not expect that Taoist Xuanyuan would actually contact Zhou Binglin to ask for a prescription for himself. These secret medicines are all secrets that are not passed down and are left to his disciples. Now, Taoist Xuanyuan is afraid that he will

I owe a lot of favors.

"After Lao Zhou comes tomorrow, if the inheritance of Sun Tai Chi is handed over to you, you must provide for him until he is old and support his appearance. When he is in his old age, his energy and blood decline, his physical strength weakens, and he cannot fight. Someone challenges him.

, as his half-disciple, you must take action for him!"

Li Daoqing stood up and followed closely, standing in front of the Taoist temple, standing quietly, waiting for Zhou Binglin's arrival.

Although Li Daoqing said this, in his heart, Taoist Xuanyuan is the first. This is his existence like a teacher and a father. He has bowed his head seriously and worshiped the ancestor. Others, whether it is Zhou Binglin or Qing

Regardless of Taoist Master Feng, he must be ranked behind Taoist Xuanyuan.

Zhou Binglin has been friends with Taoist Xuanyuan for decades, and he knows Taoist Xuanyuan's temperament very well. He has never been so polite. He couldn't help but look up at the sky. The bright and hot sun is still hanging in the southeast, with a smile on his face.

With a bit of joking and strangeness, he teased Taoist Xuanyuan.

Zhou Binglin was old and needed disciples to support his appearance, but he was unwilling to hand over his real skills to Bangzi, so when he heard Taoist Xuanyuan say that his disciple Li Daoqing had achieved Danjin, he immediately changed his mind and was ready to come and see Li Daoqing.

What's more, Zhou Binglin has already touched some of the subtleties of alchemy. Unfortunately, Zhou Binglin is too old. At best, his energy and blood can only maintain the original state, which is already not easy. In addition, his mentality is old, and he has lost his vitality and his sharp edge.

, he has no hope of holding the elixir in this life.

"Lao Niubi, this is the first time you actually go out and wait for me!"

"You kid, you have to behave well and give me some face!"

Taoist Xuanyuan put down his chopsticks and waved his hands indifferently. He understood Li Daoqing's worries. Favor debts are the most difficult to repay. How many people risk their lives and property just to repay favor debts. He raised his head and looked clearly.

, with a bright light and an extremely solemn expression, he said to Li Daoqing.

After all, Zhou Binglin had been staying in Kyoto. Even if he had to catch a flight overnight, it was almost noon before he set foot on Wenqu Peak.

"Perfectly transforming strength, a master of Chinese martial arts!"

"Old Zhou is known as the Little Martial God. He has extraordinary qualifications and profound martial arts. He also practices Tai Chi. He has already touched the secrets of alchemy. Now he is over fifty years old, but he still has not accepted a disciple. He is willing to agree to this, just to see

I have fallen in love with your boy, and I hope you can become his half-disciple, just like the old master Qingfeng!"

"You are dreaming! Do you understand?"

Taoist Xuanyuan curled his lips, his eyes full of disdain and contempt. His old friends were all untrue and wanted to compete with him as apprentices. Damn, I don’t even want to think about how his precious apprentice came to be.

That was something he got with his keen eye and knowledge in exchange for the tribute from Emperor Zhenwu. How could shameless people like them take it away?

"There are still five hundred meters left!"

Taoist Xuanyuan pulled Li Daoqing over, without any concealment of the pride on his face.

"You have sinister intentions and you think I don't know!"

There is a very important reason for this. That is, when you get old and your physical strength deteriorates and your hands and feet become inflexible, if you encounter a challenge from a master, you can ask your apprentice to do the competition for you. If you don’t have an outstanding apprentice, you will not be able to do it if you encounter one.

In such a situation, a lifetime of fame will be wasted. People who practice martial arts, especially famous people, no matter how famous you were before, if you fail in a martial arts competition once, you will immediately be unable to hold your head up for the rest of your life, which is more uncomfortable than death.

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"I understand, Master!"

There is a rock wall in front of the Taoist temple, which blocks the view below. You need to go around a corner before you can suddenly see the view.

"Isn't it just that you have achieved Danjin, and I want to get some guidance from you, and then I want to entrust you with the inheritance of Sun Tai Chi so that you can support him until his death?"

"That's my discerning eye. Why are you so jealous?"

"Master, Senior Zhou has arrived!"

"These precious medicines are the secrets of the sect. If Senior Zhou passed on this medicine to me, it would be a huge favor!"

"The sun doesn't rise from the west today either. Why are you waiting for me?"

"The guests are here, we should go and greet them!"

Although Taoist Xuanyuan expressed his disdain for Zhou Binglin's actions, his eyes showed a bit of pride and warmth. It's not that Zhou Binglin couldn't recruit disciples. There are many precious inheritances in Sun Style Tai Chi. After all, it is the best in the world.

Sun Lutang's inheritance is no weaker than that of the Golden Toad Sect, and is even a bit more advanced.

"Today I contacted Zhou Binglin of Sun Style Tai Chi. He has a prescription for strengthening qi and blood and improving physical fitness. It was passed down by Sun Lutang back then. I heard it was obtained from the Qing Dynasty and has a history of hundreds of years.
To be continued...