sword sentient beings

Chapter 53

When Tang Zhao came back from practicing footwork, he didn't encounter any provocations, as usual.

Thinking about it, even if there is a small action, there is no such immediate effect, and it will probably take a few days.

Tang Zhao saw Wei Changle again.Wei Changle was packing his things, and said that the district inspection department had recruited him and sent him to the training camp in a few days.When he said this, he was in a good mood, obviously it was a good thing to leave the Black Spider Villa.

Tang Zhaozi was also happy for him, and didn't mention the disturbance in the grape yard, but only agreed to meet the district inspector one day.

Wei Changle gave him a large bag of wormwood, and said: "The dark tide is raging in the Black Spider Villa recently, and there is fire in the front yard. Even though we are small people, we have to be on guard. Burning this can release insects, such as spiders and so on. Smoke it every morning and evening. Xun, prevent others from taking advantage of your absence."

Tang Zhao thanked him, thinking that everyone knew that the fire was about to start, and wondered if he could keep the lid on the pot of boiling soup for the remaining few days?

The next day, Tang Zhao finished burning the wormwood in the room, smoked out some mosquitoes, and then followed Guan Lei to continue pushing stones.

After a night of diligent practice, Tang Zhao has practiced that set of footwork steadily, so he will demonstrate it to Guan Lei first.

Guan Leimo remained silent, no expression could be seen on his face, and after a while he said: "Since you have memorized it, let's practice your kung fu."

Skills?Or push a rock?

Instead of pushing, it sucks.

Attaching strength to the hands and sucking on the stone, it can be stuck so tight that the feet don't even touch the ground, and only rely on the suction to support the body.

Guan Lei explained that only the Qi Jin produced by Yi Li Jin has such an effect.

There is a name called "Ant Attachment".

It was very difficult for Ant Fu to work in the opposite direction as usual. It took Tang Zhao two days to be able to push and pull freely.

Guan Lei watched from the side without commenting.

If you can proficiently breathe energy, the last move is... pushing the stone.

This time, use one palm to push. When pushing with one hand, change the other hand. The pushing hand should exert steady force, while the withdrawing hand should move quickly and lightly. Swallowing and spitting, various changes.Pushing and pulling back and forth like this hides a palm technique in it, and then cooperates with the footwork and breathing rhythm, and finally forms a complete martial arts.

"Ants move mountain palms".

Simple and unpretentious, the profound palm technique is so unpretentious.

It took Tang Zhao five days from practicing footwork on the first day to learning palm techniques.

Of course, it is only after learning all the movements, the real cultivation starts from this moment.A good martial art can be practiced for ten or twenty years or even a lifetime. The more you practice, the more refined you become, the more you practice, the more pure you become, and finally reach the state of proficiency.

however……

Guan Lei witnessed the whole process of Tang Zhao learning palm techniques from scratch in the past five days.

"Is there really such a genius in the world?"

"No matter how difficult the gist is, you can learn it in a day or two?"

"Wake up in the morning like a different person?"

"Is this still human?"

This ant-moving mountain palm is not an ordinary palm technique, but a complete secret kung fu. It has its own unique features from moves to footwork to breathing, and it can even be used to suppress gangs for a while.If the disciples of the Five Poisons Society want to learn all the palm techniques at Guan Lei, it will take at least three years to learn all of them, not mentioning the foundation of Yi Lijin, just talking about the moves, and learning it in three months is not bad.

Guan Leisu knew that Tang Zhao's comprehension was good, so he planned to use half a month of time to teach this palm technique completely. Whether he could use it this time or not, he would definitely use it for the rest of his life. Otherwise, he would just teach the basic boxing technique. .

But learning in five days is too much of a challenge to Guan Lei's common sense, and it's not about swallowing jujubes, but learning each step solidly before learning the next step. On the sixth day, Tang Zhao's palm technique can be done in one go.

Guan Lei always felt like he was dreaming.

If this is genius, the appearance of this genius is too simple and unpretentious.

No wonder he was confused, how did he know that there are so many ways to cheat in the world.

Yes, Tang Zhao no longer opens the auxiliary hang, he opens the double speed hang.

Every night, he got into the jar to find Ping Jiangqiu, and used the extra time to practice.

As Ping Jiangqiu said, the time in canning and the flavor of the old age, you will know what is good after you taste it, and you are not afraid that you will not come.

Although Ping Jiangqiu's Jar World is deserted, it is really a big treasure house, with a wide space, plenty of time, and all the resources.Although they have only known each other for a few days, the two are still at the stage of telling stories to each other, and they are not close to each other. Tang Zhao will not have the audacity to accept any resources, but in order to keep him more, Ping Jiangqiu spared a can of time and is not stingy. .Unknowingly, Tang Zhao has enjoyed great benefits.

With time, Tang Zhao can practice palms and swords. The venue is open and no one is disturbed. The magic weapon is in hand, and the power is endless. There is also Ping Jiangqiu, a swordsman who can't look like a master. Speed?
But in a few days, Tang Zhao had taken the initiative to come in on time, and because he owed favors, he took the initiative to joke with Ping Jiangqiu to relieve his boredom, serving tea and water, and doing various tasks as he could, even if he was not a boy.

All of this does not require Ping Jiangqiu to roll around.

The other party really gave too much.

The relationship between the two gradually became closer, and Ping Jiangqiu's speech was no longer so cloudy, and his speech showed the demeanor only a swordsman.

Many people are serious and mature in front of strangers, and they will show their childish side when they are most familiar with them.Ping Jiangqiu is probably the opposite. Under his feeling of being torn apart by loneliness, he hides the soul of the swordsman who was once all-powerful.

On this day, Ping Jiangqiu said casually: "I am tired of reading the books here for so many years. I want to read new ones. Find me some new books. If you want fresh and interesting ones, my books are also good." Lend it to you."

When Tang Zhao heard this, his heart skipped a beat.

Ping Jiangqiu's collection is not just about time.In addition to delicacies, pearls and gems, there is real wealth-knowledge.Tang Zhao believed that this swordsman must have a huge library.

He actually wanted to ask all along, but felt that it was too abrupt to bring it up.Now that Ping Jiangqiu opened his mouth, how could he not agree?

It's just that books are not easy to get.The fresh books that Ping Jiangqiu wants are the literal meaning, fresh and interesting miscellaneous books such as astronomy and geography, poetry and poetry, storytelling and story books, and travel notes of unofficial history.Naturally, Tang Zhao didn't have these books, and the Black Spider Villa didn't have the atmosphere of reading.

Perhaps it was because of Tang Zhao's aloofness as a "former" scholar, anyway, he felt that there was a sense of "uneducated" in the Black Spider Villa.

If someone collects books, can Guan Lei try?

It just so happened that Guan Lei taught "The Ant Moving the Palm of the Mountain" on this day. The planned teaching task has come to an end, he felt relaxed, and felt that "a good student is rare", so he made an exception and drank some wine, and even Tang Zhao also drank some fermented glutinous rice.

After drinking a few cups, Guan Leixun boasted: "No matter what advanced martial arts you learn in the future, don't let go of this palm technique. My palm technique can be practiced for a lifetime. Back then... our Giant Ant Gang More than a hundred skilled mountain movers razed half of the county overnight."

Tang Zhao vaguely remembered this incident, and it was Wei Changle who mentioned it, in order to explain the ferocity of the Five Poisons Society: "Your giant ant gang? Didn't you say that you released ants to eat up the county?"

Guan Lei said with a dark face: "Do you think we are monsters? There are termites that eat wood, how can there be ants that eat stones? This rumor is too outrageous. It's just that we didn't deal with the government. Half of the city’s buildings have been demolished.”

Tang Zhao suddenly realized that this was reasonable at least, and asked again: "What about the people who live in the house?"

Guan Lei didn't expect him to pay attention to this. Because of his drunkenness, he couldn't remember those details, and said, "Who knows? We started demolishing the county yamen, and demolished various large houses along the way. The high walls, bricks and tiles were demolished together. Those What's the point of demolishing the thatched house? Those people wouldn't freeze to death after all?"

Tang Zhao breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Then the government isn't angry?"

Guan Lei said: "Government? What's the use of the government? We dare to tear it down without being afraid of them. You can't imagine the power and prestige of my Giant Ant Gang back then. And that hero in the county, challenge us? Let him also sleep on the street .if it wasn't for..."

He raised his glass and drank it down, put the glass on the table, and his tone changed: "If it weren't for the damn county magistrate, call the District Prosecutor..."

When Tang Zhao heard this, he immediately remembered the sentence "I have never been beaten by the district inspector".

When Guan Lei reached the point of his mouth, he stretched out his hand and poured another glass, as if to embolden himself with wine, he gulped down a few more words and said, "What do you mean by the prosecutor's office? Aren't they catching ghosts? Why don't they go to the rivers and lakes with us? The district inspector's town... the town..."

Tang Zhao tried to answer, "Guardian?"

Guan Lei slapped the table and said, "Yes, guardian envoy, I will remember that face all my life. That drooping creditor's face, one person, one sword, my brother, more than a hundred brothers...all... ..."

Speaking of this, his eyeballs became red, which were dyed red with dense blood, as if coated with a layer of blood.

Tang Zhao's heart skipped a beat, and he said softly, "It turns out that you and the District Procurator...have a grudge."

"Animation?" Guan Lei suddenly raised his voice, "No, no enmity! Guilty!"

"guilty?"

Tears slowly rolled out of Guan Lei's eyes: "I'm guilty... what he said, I'm guilty! I'm not guilty, why did I incur this kind of punishment from heaven? His sword is punishment from heaven, the sky strikes five thunders!"

At this point, he was already incoherent. Tang Zhao sensed something was wrong and hurriedly said, "Teacher Guan, are you drunk?"

Guan Lei lost control when he heard the word "酔", and cried loudly, "酔? I'm guilty... What am I doing to offend the God of Plague in the District Office? That sword... fell from the sky. My brother's head... ...get off...he said we should die... woo woo woo... that black and white sword... white... black..."

Tang Zhao's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, he suppressed his doubts, put away all the wine glasses on the table, and forced Guan Lei into the room to rest.

Guan Lei lay on the bed, whimpering.

Tang Zhao was both sad and frightened. After trying to comfort him, he couldn't help asking: "What's the name of that guardian envoy? Could it be..."

Guan Lei snored loudly and fell asleep.

Tang Zhao had no choice but to swallow the two words that came to his mouth.

I will ask later, but is Guan Lei still willing to talk about that terrible person when he is sober?

(End of this chapter)