That night, Wang Sheng finally knew what the so-called side job was as his master said.

I also know what the two boxes of mineral water I have worked hard to carry to the mountain for!

Under the dim light, Wang Sheng watched his free and unruly master use a soft brush to write the five big words "Wudang Mountain Holy Spring" on the plastic bottle that was stripped naked.

At that time, except for raising his head and sighing, he didn't know what he should say...

But let alone, the master really sold more than ten bottles the next day, and the price per bottle ranged from twenty to one hundred yuan.

Qing Yanzi's five techniques of the channel gate are still extraordinary mastery. You can see this person's fortune at a glance. When you encounter some heroic pilgrims who don't care about money, you will occasionally ask for a price directly.

In the evening, Qing Yanzi gave Wang Sheng some benefits.

With a yellowed door lamp, Qing Yanzi demonstrated a set of introductory boxing techniques for Wang Sheng, with only seven or eight styles in total, allowing Wang Sheng to master each move in one night, including counter-attack and joint moves.

In fact, this set of boxing is very simple, and there are only a few movements that need to be pondered. Wang Sheng barely played one and felt that he was getting hot all over, and the effect was really good.

So, under the smiling gaze of his senior sister, Wang Sheng punched in the yard until early in the morning.

Finally, the senior sister fell asleep against the door panel, and Wang Shengcai thoughtfully prepared to go back to the house...

"Senior sister, senior sister, I went back to bed and fell asleep."

"Well...oh."

In a daze, Mu Wanxuan responded, which made Wang Sheng a little stunned.

——Can the senior sister issue syllables other than ‘Yeah’?

But then, he saw a young senior sister with big eyes and small mouth slightly pouting, turning back to the room, and couldn't help but smile like a father.

It's also pretty good to have a senior sister.

The problem is that the senior sister climbed onto the kang and started taking off her clothes...

Wang Sheng quickly dragged the chair into the house, brought it to the door, inserted it into the door bolt, and returned to his inner room.

Do not be close to others if you are not polite, and do not be looked at if you are not polite.

The senior sister has no defenses about herself, and she, who is a "qualified" junior brother, cannot take advantage of her senior sister for nothing.

But then again, I am eighteen years old, and my senior sister still looks like she has not entered puberty. She has not even started wearing women's underwear but is wearing a vest...

At this moment, a junior brother was obviously worried about whether his senior sister could turn into a "fairy" one or two years after her vitality began to recover.

bed……

Wang Sheng fell on the bed, his whole body was sore and numb, making him unable to help but let out a few soft hums.

He also wanted to take this opportunity to meditate and practice the basic techniques, but as soon as he had this idea, he fell asleep in a daze.

Not long after sleeping, a figure walked in from the outer room and said, "Are you still awake?"

Wang Sheng opened his eyes in a daze. Seeing that it was his master, he thought he was dreaming, so he yawned and responded.

"Let's sleep, relax your body, I will push the bones and veins for you."

Qing Yanzi chuckled, and Wang Sheng responded a few times in a daze.

Qing Yanzi rolled up his sleeves and pointed his sword, and his movements were not too fast or too slow to touch Wang Sheng's whole body.

Wang Sheng really woke up this time and took a breath of cold air in pain.

“Master…”

"Hold on, your body is too stiff and your meridians are blocked, so it's already a little late to get started."

Qing Yanzi pressed Wang Sheng’s left and right thighs with both palms, and gently stroked downwards. Wang Sheng felt the muscles and bones on his legs numb in an instant.

I don’t know if it was his illusion, but he felt a 'qi' of alternating heat and cold in Qing Yanzi’s palm.

This should be the inner breath pursued by those who practice martial arts. The earth's vitality has not yet recovered, but the master has achieved such success by practicing hard since childhood.

When Wang Sheng thought of his master using this hard-to-practice internal breath to push his bones and activate his veins, he couldn't help but feel a little warmth in his heart.

After working hard for half an hour, Qing Yanzi also breathed slowly.

"After all, you have collected a fee for your parents' persuasion. If you can't hold on and cry and shout to go home, you can't let you go home empty-handed."

After saying that, he left, as if he was in a good mood.

"Thank you, Master! I will definitely pass the introductory test!"

Wang Sheng shouted in a low voice, then grinned, and the circling sleepiness came again, and he quickly closed his eyes and fell asleep.

It seems that Qing Yanzi doesn't want him to give up halfway.

The next morning, the boxing "examination" arrived as scheduled.

Fortunately, Wang Sheng had ten years of experience in his previous life. Although he had no conditions at that time, he also spent some effort on "martial arts".

The next morning, a set of boxing techniques was considered to be a good idea.

I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect, but Wang Sheng felt as light as a swallow after getting up, and his spirit was stronger than yesterday morning.

It should be the effect of Master helping him push his bones and activate his veins last night.

However, after looking at the master and senior sister again, these two characters who could only be in the video and hard drive in their previous life...

I sighed depressedly in my heart.

Now, I am still a little far away from them.

Don't relax, just do your best.

In fact, Qing Yanzi was already quite satisfied with Wang Sheng's performance and encouraged him a few words:

"Yesterday just made you adapt, and today I won't give you too much rest time. Although the pursuit of quietness and desire in practice is quiet, it also focuses on diligence, which depends on your performance."

"Yes, my disciple understand."

Although Qing Yanzi said verbally that he would give him more tempering, he did not give him a task that exceeded his limit. He was nothing more than letting him exhaust his physical strength and feel deep fatigue.

However, for three consecutive days, Wang Sheng didn't complain, and he grinned and endured.

Qing Yanzi helps Wang Sheng push the bones and activate the meridians every three days. After pushing the bones twice, Wang Sheng could accidentally feel the approximate location of the meridians throughout his body.

After thinking carefully, I understood what was going on - this is the master's inner breath still remains in his meridians.

Taking advantage of such a god-given opportunity, Wang Sheng continued to use the basic magic tricks. Although it still had no effect, the frequency and quality of the turbid air in his body were significantly improved.

The only drawback is that this improvement made the young sister who came to Wang Sheng to play in the morning cover her nose and roll her eyes...

I almost fainted several times.

...

In the blink of an eye, it was the day when my parents were about to leave Wudang Mountain.

Because he wanted to send his parents away, Wang Sheng took half a day off, went down the mountain to have dinner with his parents, and went shopping.

Before leaving, my mother was reluctant to let go, and hugged Wang Sheng and refused to let go. My father also gave up his face and said, "If there is anything wrong with what my father did before, you say it, my father will change it."

But Wang Sheng just smiled and shook his head, secretly wiping away the wetness in the corners of his eyes.

If you don’t go up the mountain, you will be unwilling to accept it.

Going up the mountain regardless of everything has indeed hurt his parents.

Wang Sheng didn't know what he should say, and he didn't want to say anything too far.

He only knew that he needed strength and needed to be able to protect his family's strength in the future.

While waiting for an online car-hailing trip at the entrance of the hotel, Wang Sheng saw a fruit stall next to him. He ran over to buy a few kilograms of oranges and stuffed them to his father who likes to eat oranges, and asked them to take them to eat on the way.

This is the only way he can express filial piety.

After sending his parents into the car, Wang Sheng felt a little empty, but he still waved his hand with a smile and sent them back to normal urban life.

Then, when the car started to drive forward, he knelt down at the rear of the car, kowtowed a few times, then turned around and picked up the two brand new suitcases left by his parents, and strode towards the mountain.

Inside the suitcase are some snacks that Wang Sheng likes to eat, as well as the third batch of daily necessities.

Not to mention anything else, just talking about the large bags of triangles and boxers that Wang Sheng’s mother bought for him should be enough for him to use until next year…

jingle!

A few light sounds came from the phone. When Wang Sheng returned to the small courtyard of the mountain, he looked down and saw a string of numbers in his coin wallet. The tip of his nose was a little sore. He stood at the door and lowered his head, but did not move for a long time.

"Are you back?" Qing Yanzi's voice came from the side. Wang Sheng was as if he had woken up in a dream. He wiped the corners of his eyes and walked in with his suitcase.

"Master, do we want to change the gate?"

"As a teacher, I just live in Wudang Mountain, and I can do whatever I come and go."

Qing Yanzi looked at the sky and said calmly: "There is still some time for sunset. Your senior sister went to the back mountain to do laundry. She should let you have half a day of leisure, so you can go too."

"Thank you, Master!"

Wang Sheng grinned. He had been overloading these days, and he was worried that his body would not be able to hold on.

After lifting the suitcase to the inner room, Wang Sheng rolled up his sleeves and ran towards a stream not far from the back mountain.

Qing Yanzi looked at the back of the apprentice, chuckled, and breathed a sigh of relief, with a slightly complicated look.
To be continued...