i have a fairy world

Chapter 11

dong dong dong.
Five in the morning.

The genius is dim, and the dawn has not yet dawned.

The morning bell of Baishou Palace rang.

Jiang Xuan got up quickly.

Today is his big day, although he hasn't arrived at the martial arts room yet, he can already feel the martial arts room beckoning to him again.

"Brother, let's sleep for a while."

Hearing the movement around him, Hu Fei, who was sleeping on the opposite bed, turned over: "There will be a second morning bell after half a stick of incense, just get up again for the second morning bell, there is time."

One stick of incense three 10 minutes.

The bell rings at five o'clock in the morning.

05:30 Gather at the Wufang for morning class.

The morning class is an hour, that is, two hours.

Starts at 05:30 and ends at 07:30 before going to breakfast.

After breakfast is free at leisure.

Taking Jingfang as an example, their daily task is to deliver meals to the elders of Qingxiu.

What about the other rooms?

Martial arts training.

Mountain Patrol Room.

The dining room goes downhill to carry water and chop vegetables.

The general affairs room is repaired, and this is the day of Shanmen.

"New face, newcomer?"

In the Wuyuan.

Jiang Xuan stood with Hu Fei, who was holding a hat, and accepted the scrutiny of the martial arts deacon: "Have you practiced martial arts before?"

"Practiced some tricks of the dealer."

in the army.

Jiang Xuan has practiced grappling and grappling, but this thing is not comparable to the martial arts in the Hangu world.

"Have you ever stood on a stake?"

The deacon doesn't know what the dealer's style is. In his opinion, practicing martial arts and standing on the Hunyuan pile should be the most basic way to mobilize qi and blood.

"No"

Zama step is Zama step.

The Zhuanggong in Hangu Realm is Zhuanggong, which is basically two different things.

Jiang Xuan did have a cheat sheet of skills left by his eldest brother, but he didn't dare to practice, fearing that he would be useless by practicing.

later.

Thinking of joining a martial arts school, he dared not practice privately, so as not to bring traces of other martial arts schools on his body. After all, no one knows whether famous schools are taboo or not.

"No, no."

The deacon of the Wufang also heard about Jiang Xuan's deeds, and knew that he was a boy who gave money to his teacher, so he said to a disciple who practiced piles: "You"

"deacon."

Without waiting for the deacon to speak.

A tall and burly martial arts disciple stood up and said, "Let me do it."

"Ok?"

Looking at the strong man who took the initiative to stand up, the deacon was a little embarrassed: "Huangfuqi, you have reached the consummation of the second-rate, you should prepare to challenge the first-rate and be promoted to the deacon."

Huangfu Qi said in a muffled voice: "My family is not well off and I need money very much."

Hear this.

The deacon nodded silently and said nothing more.

"Jiang Xuan, I have met Senior Brother Huangfu."

Jiang Xuan stepped forward to salute.

"You are Welcome."

Huangfuqi is a majestic figure, holding a Panlong silver gun in his hand: "You use 1000 taels of silver per month in exchange for me to guide you for two hours a day, no matter how you look at it, I took advantage of it, I should thank you. "

Inside the Baishou Palace.

There are actually three types of disciples.

The first type is the elders of the sect, the deacons, or the children of wealthy households at the foot of the mountain.

The second type is thirteen or fourteen-year-old children from good families who want to learn martial arts and have passed the mountain gate.

The third type is the orphans and young children who were sold to the mountains and grew up on the mountains since childhood.

even though.

Huangfuqi is the second type, who seems to be more dependent than Hu Fei who was born as an orphan.

actually not.

Huangfuqi went to the mountains at the age of 14, and his family was a hunter in the mountains.

Last autumn, when the old man was patrolling the mountains, he happened to meet a Xiong Xiazi who was out looking for food. Although he saved his life, he was also disabled for life, and he had to use soup and medicine every day.

That is to say, Huangfuqi's martial arts cultivation is good, and he can earn some extra money by teaching other brothers, otherwise the family would have no rice to cook.

"The mountain gate has new disciples getting started every year. I have also brought many juniors. As long as you are willing to learn, I will teach you with all your heart. Don't worry that I will fool you."

Give me a reassurance first, and then Huangfu Qi also started the first lecture of martial arts: "Since you have never been exposed to martial arts, then I will start from the beginning."

"First of all, what is martial arts?"

"In my opinion, martial arts is a process of polishing oneself and constantly breaking through oneself."

"The first element of martial arts training is to be diligent, to be diligent in yourself, to be diligent in your actions. No matter how talented you are, without this word, diligence is useless."

"In addition, the foundation of martial arts at the Shanmen is the Changsheng Zhuang. According to legend, the Changsheng Zhuang was created by the founder of the Shanmen. It has the effect of building a solid foundation and nourishing life and longevity. It’s hard, you can’t even pass this level, and there’s no need to go any further.”

talking.

Huangfuqi warned again: "Although I haven't entered the first class yet, my longevity stake has already been completed, which is not far behind all the deacons. I will tailor a study plan for you. As long as you follow the steps step by step, I will protect you." Easy to get started within three to five months."

Although Huangfu Qi is also a disciple.

But a disciple like him is already very close to the deacon of the mountain gate.

As for the level of the gate deacon.

Let's say that.

That is to say, in Baishou Palace, if it is in Quicksand City, one-on-one, even Master Nie of Flying Eagle Martial Arts Academy, it is suspected that he has stepped into the first class.

Compare it.

Master Nie is over 50 years old this year, and he learned the Eagle Claw Kungfu handed down from his family, which is not comparable to the superior martial arts in the Baishou Palace.

Not to mention that he is only suspected to have entered the first-class realm, even if he is really a first-class master, he may not be the opponent of Huangfu Qi, who is 27 or [-] years old and has excellent martial arts, in his prime of life when fighting. This is the number one master in a small place. The gap with the elite disciples in the martial arts holy land.

"Don't underestimate the longevity pile. Although the longevity pile is only a basic martial arts, it is also the core of all the wonderful methods in our Baishou Palace. It has the functions of strengthening body, strengthening muscles and bones, and prolonging life. It can keep you in peak condition as much as possible. After the prime of life, the blood will not decline."

While rehearsing the standing method of Changsheng Zhuang, Huangfu Qi pointed out: "For example, I started with Changsheng Zhuang, and didn't start to practice other things until I achieved a little success in Zhuang.

With the blessing of the qi and blood of the longevity pile, I can learn everything very quickly.

Now, I take Yuchan Kungfu as my main practice, Baishou Tanyun Kung Fu as my boxing kungfu, and Baishou Zongyun Kungfu as my body technique.

In addition, my [-]-shot gun that was taught by the master is a first-class master, and if I don't pay attention, I will suffer a lot.

of course.

Human energy is limited, so you should focus on pile skills now, and it is best not to touch techniques such as fists, kicks and swords.

And everyone is good at different directions. For example, I am suitable for learning marksmanship. When learning marksmanship, I can get twice the result with half the effort.

And you.

You have to grope slowly to see what is most suitable for you, whether it is a knife, a gun, a stick, or boxing. This is a lifetime. "

Hear the word for a lifetime.

Jiang Xuan thought of Huangfu Qi, the 28-year-old quasi-first-rate, and couldn't help asking: "Senior brother, I heard that there seems to be only one level between a first-class master and a grand master, but in fact it is a world of difference. Are you a quasi-first-rate?" First-class masters, in your opinion, is there really a big gap between first-class masters and grand masters?"

"Grandmaster!"

Huangfuqi clenched his fists and sighed: "Let me tell you this, whether it's a third-rate expert at the skin training level, a second-rate expert at the bone refining level, or a first-rate player at the tendon training level, all you use is strength. It is the difference between strength and strength.

What about the master?

What is used is qi, true qi of martial arts.

This is a two-level thing. Speaking of martial arts, there are six realms, but in fact there are only three realms, the realm of strength for external training, the realm of qi for internal training, and the realm of heaven and man.

Take me for example.

With a big gun in my hand, I can fight against a hundred men, but when facing a longbow and crossbow, only a ten-man crossbow team can push me back.

The guru is different.

The Grandmaster has the True Qi to protect the body. Unless the True Qi is exhausted, the crossbow arrows will be blown aside by the True Qi, and they will not be able to hit the Grandmaster-level masters at all. This is why the Grandmaster is called the enemy of ten thousand people. "

understood.

The warriors who practice the three realms outside are just warriors.

Whether it's third-rate or second-rate, even if it's first-rate, they can't surpass the human level. At most, they have greater strength and faster reaction speed.

The grand master is a qualitative change, with the body protecting his true energy, he is just like an iron bastard.

If you cut him, you can only cut him on the true energy shield.

He cuts you, adults cut children, it's just a joke to bleed.

(End of this chapter)