Heavenly Master, I have a different world.

Chapter 26 Senior Brother
Face slapped!
Face slapped!
I thought that there were no powerful martial arts methods in the world I lived in, but I never thought that there really are!

It's just a little less effective.

The dragon-shaped soaring gate can close the pores, and gradually reduce the leakage of energy in the body, so that it can only enter and exit, and naturally achieve the effect of strengthening the body.

However, this method can only passively increase strength, which is far inferior to the inheritance from another world. In the most ideal situation, it can also restore a weak person to normal.

Theoretically, there is no chance to reach the level of qi and blood change, but it is already good.

Think about it too.

In the past, there were quite a few families who inherited martial arts. If they didn't have some means, it would be impossible to ensure that all their descendants would be successful in martial arts.

Xingyi has the gate of sky, and other types of boxing should have similar methods.

Fang Zheng missed this point.

It is actually not easy to help people break through the gate of heaven. According to Guo Ziran's investigation, only seven people who practice Xingyiquan in the whole country can do it.

He is one of them.

Moreover, helping others to break through the heavenly gate will consume a lot of energy and blood, and there are even sayings that it will damage the longevity. If it is not true, it will not be used at all.

Guo Ziran is more than 70 years old, and he has only accepted four disciples.

Founder,

is the last one.

Dingpin!
Sky Gate!
Zhuang Gong transfers Qi and blood, stimulating the skin, muscles, bones, and internal organs of the whole body; the sky gate closes the pores, prolongs the time for transferring Qi and blood, and tempers the body to a greater extent.

"call……"

After taking a long breath, Fangzheng opened his eyes with ecstasy.

"Practicing the Soaring Heaven Sect alone will only increase your strength a little, but if you cooperate with the other world's method, it can achieve twice the result with half the effort."

"Although the Hundred Days Foundation Building method is good, the Dingshan stakes are mediocre. Now that we have the blessing of the Chongtianmen, I am afraid that it is no worse than the pure Yang Palace's true method."

In addition, the medicated bath stimulates, convincing the heart and strengthening the foundation.

There are also bone strengthening pills.

With several measures in place, the foundation building method, which had already been greatly reduced in effectiveness, once again shined brilliantly, and his physical fitness has greatly improved in just a few days.

It's like when I just practiced the hundred-day foundation-building method.

explosive force!
Resilience!
strength!

speed!

Today, almost everything is comparable to, or even surpassed by, the corresponding pros.

If it can continue at this pace, Fangzheng feels that at the end of the Hundred Days Foundation Establishment, it is possible to directly break through the limit of Qi and blood changes.

Become a true blood warrior!
It's not that he is very talented, it's that there are too many buffs superimposed.

The pattern on the wrist makes the medicine bath effect to the extreme, and it is even unthinkable for a warrior from another world to have a fresh beef heart every day.

In addition to the Strong Bone Pill and Chongtianmen, it would be a problem if the progress did not advance by leaps and bounds.

…………

a few days later.

"master."

Fangzheng stopped and asked:
"No matter how good your boxing skills are, the lethality is still inferior to weapons. Why do I seldom hear about the martial arts inheritance of weapons?"

"Because the imperial court is strict." Ever since he recognized his master and apprentice from the bottom of his heart, Guo Ziran's attitude has become much more relaxed, explaining:
"No matter which dynasty or generation, the imperial court will strictly restrain people who practice martial arts, especially armor, bows and crossbows, and weapons are the same."

"It's the same now, no one dares to take a machete on the road casually."

Fangzheng understood, but felt a little regretful.

After all, a mortal body is no match for steel. People in another world don't have so many constraints. Even the gangsters of the Blue Wolf Gang have a knife in their hands.

It is easy to suffer losses when confronting the enemy with bare hands. You must know that even a blood warrior can hardly block a sharp weapon.

"However, there are policies at the top and countermeasures at the bottom. Who said that Xingyiquan has no way to use weapons?"

Guo Ziran said:

"Xingyi Wuxingquan, originally evolved from the spear technique, it is like exerting strength on the spear, and you can get started with a little practice."

"There is also the five-element sword technique that evolved, such as chopping, stabbing, lifting, collapsing, and horizontal, which are also in the same line."

As he spoke, he picked up a long stick by the wall, and stabbed it forward with a flick of his hand. Using the stick as a gun, the castration was straight, and the body of the stick buzzed.

Immediately, he held the stick in the middle and practiced the five-element sword technique.

As the top master of Xingyiquan, although he is old, he still has experience and is more seasoned, and many martial arts skills are proficient.

Swords, guns, swords and halberds can be used for everything.

"One way is universal!"

"Young people should not be too ambitious, practice the Five Elements Boxing to the bone, and practice until they can integrate strength anytime, anywhere."

"We'll have everything by then."

"Yes." Fangzheng nodded solemnly:
"The master taught me that."

At this time, the outer door was pushed open, and the two walked in.

"master."

One of them was a strong man in his early forties, holding two boxes of health products in his hand, and looked at Fangzheng with a little surprise:

"Who is this?"

"His name is Fang Zheng." Guo Ziran introduced:
"Your junior brother."

"Fangzheng, at this moment, your senior brother Zhou Ping, you two should get to know each other."

"Senior Brother Zhou." Fangzheng nodded, looked at the other party back and forth, and said suspiciously:
"Senior brother is very familiar!"

"You're miserable." Guo Erqiu poked his head out from behind Zhou Ping, and said with a grin:

"People who feel familiar to Uncle Zhou are usually not good people."

Ok?
What is the identity of this person?
"Junior Brother, have you been to the Public Security Department?" Zhou Ping put down the things in his hand and said:

"I'm the local Sheriff's Commissioner."

"Oh!" Fangzheng suddenly said:
"I remembered. I saw my brother on TV, and I saw his picture when I went to the Public Security Department that day. No wonder it looks familiar."

"You go to the Public Security Bureau..." Zhou Ping seemed to think of something, and his voice paused:
"Who are you, Fang Jian, who was killed some time ago?"

"My uncle." Fangzheng said:

"Brother knows my uncle?"

"Of course." Zhou Ping nodded:
"Fang Jian was besieged and killed by many people. The gang committed the crime with cruel methods. It is very likely that some evil forces were involved. Councilor Li has specifically approved this, and the department is also investigating."

"pity!"

"There has been no progress."

And said:

"If you know any news, please contact me in time, and don't make a big mistake on impulse just because you have practiced martial arts."

"Yes." Fangzheng nodded:
"I see."

"Enough, enough." Guo Ziran frowned, as if he didn't like to hear these things, waved his hands and said:

"It's rare for Zhou Ping to come over, Erqiu to cook some dishes, and let's have a few drinks."

"I'm going to help!"

Fang Zheng volunteered.

Guo Erqiu is currently an intern in a law firm, and he will come back every Saturday and Sunday. The two are already familiar with each other, and they have a tacit understanding in cooking.

"My name is Uncle, and your name is Senior Brother." Putting down the washed rice, Guo Erqiu put his hand on his clean chin, and said thoughtfully:

"Aren't I a generation younger than you?"

"Everything is different." Fangzheng said with a smile:
"It's okay if you want to call me uncle."

"Fuck you." Guo Erqiu rolled his eyes:
"I'm not calling!"

"That's right." Fangzheng asked curiously:
"Aren't you supposed to go to work today?"

"Something went wrong in the law firm." Guo Erqiu sighed softly when he heard the words:

"Have you heard of the tombs in Tianpan Mountain?"

"A few days ago, a group of villains sneaked up on the archaeological team digging the tomb, grabbed some things and ran away. A big boss died on the spot."

"What does this have to do with your law firm?"

"I haven't finished yet!"

Guo Erqiu continued:

"The law firm has several cases related to the illegal sale of cultural relics. Now it is being targeted because of this incident, and the work cannot continue."

"Today someone went to the law firm to make trouble again. Uncle Zhou was worried about my safety so he sent me back."

the other side.

"Master." Zhou Ping asked curiously:
"Why do you remember to accept disciples?"

"At my age, it's very rare for someone to be willing to practice martial arts with me, and Fang Zheng has a good talent, and he's a passable person." Guo Ziran said:
"What's the matter with accepting an apprentice, do you still need to ask for your opinion?"

"No, no." Zhou Ping laughed dryly:
"Even Uncle Fangzheng may have some problems, I'm worried that he also..."

"Don't worry." Guo Ziran said:
"Your junior brother is not that kind of person."

"Yes."

Zhou Ping had no choice but to answer.

When we returned to Qilipu after dinner, it was getting late, and Fang Ci had guests, but they were not welcome.

"Dawei?"

Seeing the figures squatting in front of his door, Fang Zheng frowned.

(End of this chapter)