The first among the heavens begins with martial arts

Chapter 158
Zhang Sanfeng hesitated, "In this way, it is indeed feasible, but why should I cooperate with you, and what can you pay?"

For Jinjie, both Qian Heng and Li Chenzhou were outsiders, and Zhang Sanfeng needed a reason for him to help.

Qian Heng laughed, "I'm not bragging. Compared with my Tianxia Society, the way of power assistance and governance is completely different. If you let me govern your world, let alone the world, at least ensure that the old and the young are in harmony." Everyone has a bite to eat, and everyone can wear clothes."

"In our world, education for all has already begun, and martial arts are distributed throughout the world. If there is a period of 30 to [-] years, there will be no famine in the world, and everyone will study and practice martial arts. They will be physically strong and have extraordinary knowledge."

"There is no evidence for my words. Now I officially invite the real person to come to our ancient world to have a look. You can also see if I am lying."

Zhang Sanfeng was quite moved, but he retorted: "Everyone in the world practices martial arts, who still has the heart to farm and work patiently, I'm afraid they will fight fiercely and go to the rivers and lakes."

He knows very well that if people have a bit of kung fu, they always want to show it off. Many people even feel that they are superior to others from the bottom of their hearts. Falling into the way of magic, so the control of Wudang is extremely strict.

Qian Heng chuckled, "Master Zhang might as well read this book."

He took out a thin book from his arms and handed it to Zhang Sanfeng. The old Taoist saw the name on the cover of the book at a glance.

The Three Laws of Workers and Peasants.

This fame sounds strange.

The book is only a few pages thin, and it doesn't seem to be a terrific study at all. After all, such a small amount of paper can't fit the general erudition, and there are three sets of it.

Open the cover, and on the first page is impressively written the work of farming.

The content of this exercise is very simple, the words are not many, and there are graphic displays, he can read it in a few breaths.

This set of martial arts is actually a set of internal and external exercises, and the moves are cultivation methods. There are a total of eight movements, namely breeding, fertilizing, plowing, transplanting, watering, weeding, killing insects, and harvesting.

Every time he performs a move, he trains his body externally and gathers vitality internally. From his martial arts cultivation, it can be seen that this set of exercises is really superior, almost simplified to the extreme, but the effect is also extremely perfect. , faintly better than the true qi cultivated by Wudang internal skills.

Suppressing his surprise, he continued to turn backwards and saw the second set of exercises.

Forging power.

This exercise is even simpler than the cultivation exercise. It only needs to be written down on one page, and there are only three movements in total.

Pull bellows, forge, quench.

It is still the three most common postures that blacksmiths do. Through these three postures, a masculine energy can be developed. He savored it a little bit and saw that this martial art is a little worse than the land farming skill. Yang Wuji's skill was worse by more than one level.

The third set of exercises is called weight-bearing exercises.

This set of exercises is much simpler, there are only two postures, which are shoulder-carrying and bucket-carrying.

He read it silently, and saw that this set of exercises is the most applicable one, as long as there are heavy objects to carry, then walking is fine.

This set of martial arts requires walking with heavy loads on their backs, but the true qi that can be practiced is pure and soft, which can make the practitioner's body as light as possible, so that he can pick up more heavy objects.

The power of these three sets of exercises is not very powerful, but there is only one thing that makes him dumbfounded, they are too simple.

It is so simple that as long as you are not a fool, you can follow along and learn it quickly.

Farming is martial arts training, forging is martial arts training, and carrying weights is martial arts training. As long as you are willing to work, you can develop good internal strength.

The simple circulation of the exercises also makes it extremely difficult to become obsessed. He can be sure that practicing these three sets of exercises will be very difficult even for practitioners who voluntarily lose their temper.

The only problem with these three sets of exercises is that their moves are all for farming, forging, and walking with heavy loads, without any combat power.

If you practice these three sets of martial arts, if you don't also practice other martial arts, it will be very difficult to mobilize your internal energy to fight people. The only function of internal energy in a fight is to make people more resistant to fighting.

A clear voice called him back from his contemplation, "If a farmer practices land cultivation skills, as long as he gets started, his labor force will increase by at least tenfold. As long as there are enough fields, only 30% of the hundred people in the world need to be farmers to support the whole world.”

Zhang Sanfeng understood Qian Heng's implication, even if most people were engaged in other things, they would not be without food. Even if too many people were engaged in agriculture, it would lead to too much food production, and everyone would be overcharged. Three to five buckets, high grain prices and low prices, on the contrary caused large-scale bankruptcy of farmers.

Looking at the book in his hand, Zhang Sanfeng suddenly couldn't understand why the world has become so strange, and the problem that has plagued him for thousands of years was suddenly solved, and the solution was actually martial arts, which is really ridiculous.

"These three sets of martial arts are what I rely on so that everyone in the world can afford to read books and practice martial arts. They are the magical skills created by me gathering masters from the whole world."

Zhang Sanfeng murmured: "This is indeed a magical skill. There is no martial art in the world that can compare with it. Most of the martial arts in the world can only be used to kill people, and a small part can save people. But this skill can make the world have a better life." How alive."

Suddenly, the old Taoist raised his robe and bowed deeply to Qian Heng, "Brother Qian, please accept my gift, the old Taoist wants to thank you on behalf of the people in my world. With this book, I don't know how many people will be spared." to starvation and death."

Sure enough, Qian Heng didn't move, he knew that if Zhang Sanfeng didn't do this gift, he would not be happy, and Qian Heng thought he could afford it.

After saluting, Zhang Sanfeng collected the Three Laws of Workers and Peasants into his pocket, "The person who can write this kind of book must be a person with a heart for the common people. Please forgive the doubts and offenses of the old Taoist before."

Qian Henglian said politely. At this time, the atmosphere was harmonious, and the mutual trust between the two parties had reached a new height.

At this time, Qian Heng finally confided in his heart and talked about his real purpose, which is to establish a united front to resist possible future disasters.

"The Tianxia Society does not seek the interests of the Naga Realm. If possible, I even want to reach an agreement with the power gang. Unfortunately, judging from the current situation, this is not possible."

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head and smiled wryly, "President Qian is far-sighted, and he really spoke to my heart."

If Lang Fanyun hadn't come to this world by accident back then, letting him know the catastrophe that might occur in the future, he would have ascended as early as 13 years ago, and would not have stayed in this world forever.

It was because he couldn't rest assured that he never broke away.

The two talked more and more speculatively, exchanged a lot of intelligence and information, and confirmed that the other party was a reliable partner for cooperation. They reached an agreement in a few words and determined the general direction. They are all from the shopkeeper's background, and they don't know the family background.

"The most important thing now is that Lang Daxia can support us, at least the two must not help each other, otherwise it is impossible for the two worlds of Jin and Gu to be rivals of the Power Gang."

Qian Heng expressed his worries, and with the temperament of wild cranes and wild clouds, the possibility of such a thing happening is very low, but he has to guard against it.

The old Taoist chuckled, knowing that the other party was actually urging him to contact Lang Fanyun again, he smiled and said: "If you have something to say, talk about it, don't say weird talk to scare people."

He paused, "When I returned from Wudang Mountain, I already contacted him, sooner at night, later tomorrow, you will be able to see him."

Qian Heng's spirit was shaken, and he said with a smile: "That's just right, it's getting dark now, we might as well set up another table, call Xiao Qiushui together, and see if he can make it."

A few people left the table, watched the power of surveillance outside to settle the accounts for everyone, walked out of the first floor, arrived at the Fan Tower within a few steps, and crossed the border to King Zhao's Mansion.

Although Xiao Qiushui failed to stop Qian Heng, he still refused to go to Bianjing and stayed in Jinjie. Seeing Zhang Sanfeng at this moment, he was also overjoyed.

The two hit it off very well. They discussed together in Bianjing before, and each gained a lot. Before the exchange between the two parties, Xiao Qiushui did not fully comprehend the book of forgetting love because he had not been imprisoned in the Tangmen dungeon for seven years.

But after the exchange, he had an epiphany and integrated all the martial arts including Wangqing Tianshu into one, and his martial arts made great progress to reach the way of heaven. It was exactly like this that Qian Hengcai almost capsized on Xiao Qiushui.

The two exchanged a few pleasantries, and they were as warm as before, which made it seem that Qian Heng and the two were a bit redundant, but the old Taoist priest was as smooth as heaven, and he took the two of them with him within a few words.

"I heard that your kid was almost beaten to death by President Qian?"

Xiao Qiushui said disapprovingly: "Brother Qian is superb in martial arts, I am indeed no match, I think Brother Qian is probably No.1 among the masters of gods and demons."

Qian Heng quickly shook his head and denied it: "I'm afraid Zhang Zhenren's martial arts is still higher than mine. If he wants to be promoted, I'm afraid it's just a thought."

After seeing Zhang Sanfeng for the first time, Qian Heng knew that the opponent's strength was extraordinary, and the qi-watching technique looked blurry, and he couldn't see anything. This was the first time the qi-watching technique failed.

But this is also normal, the other party has been playing with the real god and demon master Lang Fanyun for more than ten years, and the information and martial arts he got are much better than the dozens of sets of martial arts left by Pang Ban.

Zhang Sanfeng smiled, "My martial arts path is the way of good luck, and I don't care about strength. If we fight, it is not difficult for me to remain undefeated, but it is indeed extremely difficult for me to win. "

Xiao Qiushui had never heard of the Tao of Creation before, so he asked quickly, but Qian Heng secretly complained to Lian Xing, "This sloppy old man is talking nonsense, although the breath of this guy is blurry, but the intensity of the breath cannot be covered up. His skill is [-]% stronger than mine, so don't be fooled by him."

At this time, the banquet was finally ready, and Qian Heng and others took their seats one after another. Although they were in Yanjing, the dishes were all made by chefs from another world. Dumped more than eight streets.

Qian Heng took a sip of Chunhuaye from Zuichunlou, and lazily said: "It's a pity that I didn't bring some Qingxiliuquan from my hometown. Compared with Qingxiliuquan, this wine is really far behind."

A vicissitudes of life male voice suddenly sounded, the tone was full of surprise, "Do you have a clear stream?"

(End of this chapter)