urban titan

As closed as closed, cross hands, close!

In less than 5 minutes, Chen Xiaoli drew circles with both hands, and finally finished a set of punches, and slowly closed her momentum. The dry grass and leaves flying around her body also lost the traction of their energy at this moment, like dust settled , fell to the ground suddenly.

"call!"

A long breath spewed out from Chen Xiaoli's mouth, like an air arrow shot far away.

After calming down, Chen Xiaoli opened his eyes, turned around and walked towards Chen Dasheng, but Chen Dasheng was already staring at Chen Xiaoli in a daze, his mouth grew too big to speak.

Where Chen Xiaoli was standing just now, there was a Taiji Yin-Yang fish pattern composed of dead branches and broken leaves. Although it was not complete, it was vivid and very magical.

"Sister, what are you?" Chen Dasheng's eyes were filled with amazement, a set of punches could lead to such a big battle, which he couldn't do at all.

Chen Xiaoli waved his hand, led Chen Dasheng into the room, and said the first thing after sitting down, "Do you still remember the third uncle?"

"Third Uncle? Remember, it's the blind man in our village!" Chen Dasheng nodded hurriedly.

Chen Dasheng's hometown is in a remote mountainous area in the west of Sichuan, named Chenjiagou. When he was young, there was a blind old Taoist priest in the village who specialized in doing funeral things for people. Chen Dasheng didn't know his name, but according to the local seniority, Chen Dasheng and Chen Xiaoli always called him third uncle, and Chen Xiaoli's set of feudal superstitions and miscellaneous deceptions were all learned from that blind third uncle, Chen Dasheng still remembered this.

"Brat, don't say that about third uncle!" Chen Xiaoli reached out and patted Chen Dasheng's head, and it was obvious that she respected that third uncle, "Although third uncle is blind, his heart is brighter than anyone else's!"

"Yes yes yes!" Chen Dasheng hurriedly nodded to admit his mistake, and changed the subject, "Sister, what do you think happened to third uncle?"

Chen Xiaoli took a deep breath, organized his words, and said, "The third uncle's name is Chen Yunhe, he is the successor of Chen's inner family Tai Chi. The boxing method I just played is Chen's inner family boxing, Tai Chi Kung Fu."

"Chen's internal boxing?" Chen Dasheng was taken aback for a moment, then asked immediately, "Sister, you mean, third uncle is not a magic stick, but a martial arts master?"

Chen Xiaoli gave Chen Dasheng a blank look, and said sharply, "Even if Third Uncle is a magic stick, he is also a magic stick with real kung fu!"

"Ugh!" Chen Dasheng gave a dry laugh, knowing that he had broken Chen Xiaoli's taboo again because he was quick-talking.

Chen Xiaoli said, "You were young at that time and didn't know anything. I also accidentally saw my third uncle punching, and then I realized that the old man is actually a hidden master. After that, I often went to help my third uncle. Seeing that our siblings are lonely and worried that we will be bullied, they accepted me as a disciple and passed on all the knowledge we have learned!"

"So that's the case!" After listening to Chen Xiaoli's narration, Chen Dasheng suddenly nodded, "So, our family has received the great kindness of the third uncle!"

Chen Xiaoli nodded and said, "Yes, if it weren't for the third uncle, we don't know if we, siblings, would have survived to this day."

"Then let's find a time to go back and thank Third Uncle well!" Chen Dasheng said.

Chen Xiaoli shook his head and sighed, "Third Uncle passed away three months ago!"

"Passed away? Didn't I think he was quite a tough old man?" Chen Dasheng was very surprised when he heard this.

Chen Xiaoli gave Chen Dasheng a blank look, "You, I don't know how long it's been since I went back, I'm afraid I don't remember who was in the ditch, right?"

Chen Dasheng shook his head. Indeed, after he came out to study, he seldom went back. The place was remote, and his only relative was in Rongcheng. He would only go back on the days of his parents' sacrifice and the Ching Ming Festival. Now it is really difficult for Chen Dasheng to tell who else is in the Chenjiagou.

"Third uncle is the master of internal boxing. Although he is over 80 years old, if he hadn't suffered from many years of secret injuries and old diseases, he would have lived another 30 to [-] years easily!" Chen Xiaoli's face was full of regret.

"Secret injury?" Chen Dasheng looked at Chen Xiaoli suspiciously, eager to get to the bottom of it.

Chen Xiaoli shook his head, avoided Chen Dasheng's question, and said instead, "Now it's time to talk about you, your boxing technique just now is [-]% similar to my Chen Clan Tai Chi Kung Fu, but it's [-]% different, you can tell me honestly Where did I learn it from?"

"I don't know!" Chen Dasheng shook his head vigorously, "I woke up at noon yesterday, thinking about stretching my muscles and bones in the yard, and then started to play the Tai Chi taught by the school, but those moves broke out inexplicably, and then That's it..."

Chen Xiaoli looked at Chen Dasheng suspiciously, "Are you telling the truth?"

"Of course it's the truth, you are my sister, how could I lie to you!" Chen Dasheng's voice suddenly rose by a decibel.

"Okay, why are you so loud, I know you won't lie to me!" Chen Xiaoli gave Chen Dasheng a blank look, and asked suspiciously, "Have you met any strange people in the past two days?"

"A strange man?"

Chen Dasheng was taken aback for a moment, a little puzzled.

Chen Xiaoli explained, "I once heard from my third uncle that if you have cultivated Neijiaquan to a very high level, you can enlighten others and transfer your whole body to others. In ancient times, there were many seniors who were about to die. People will use this method to leave inheritance, and my sister suspects that this is what happened to you!"

"Uh!" Chen Dasheng paused when he heard the words, and almost told the whole story about his own inheritance of the Giant Spirit Race, and swallowed his words again. After all, what is the ancient Giant Spirit Race, it is unbelievable to say it.

"Think about it carefully, have you ever met such a person!" Chen Xiaoli's eyes were full of urgency, because in her mind, the person who gave Chen Dasheng the empowerment must be a Taiji Kungfu master. Can have some relationship with Chen Yunhe.

Chen Dasheng's look of urgency was met with a bewildered look. Chen Xiaoli was a little disappointed, but he firmly believed in his heart that there must be a master who taught Chen Dasheng meritorious deeds, but Chen Dasheng didn't know it.

"Sister, in the past three years, have you relied on your third uncle to pass on your martial arts, and you have flourished in Rongcheng?" After a while, Chen Dasheng asked again.

Chen Xiaoli listened to Chen Dasheng's question, suppressed all the doubts in his heart, stood up and walked back and forth to the bed, and under Chen Dasheng's suspicious eyes, dragged out a dusty red wooden box from under the bed.

Chen Dasheng recognized the wooden box, it was brought by Chen Xiaoli from his hometown, it is said that it was his mother's dowry.

Opening the box, Chen Xiaoli didn't know what miscellaneous things were contained in the box. Chen Xiaoli rummaged through the box for a while, and took out a bright red certificate book that looked brand new from the bottom of the box.

"What, a marriage certificate?" Chen Dasheng couldn't help being taken aback when he saw the big golden national emblem on the certificate.

Chen Xiaoli threw the book directly in front of Chen Dasheng, "Read it for yourself!"

Chen Dasheng picked up the certificate suspiciously, it was only the size of a cigarette box, it looked like a party member card, but there was only a golden national emblem on the cover.

"A fifth-level acquired martial artist?"

Opening the certificate, a few large black characters appeared in front of Chen Dasheng. Chen Dasheng couldn't help being stunned for a moment. Looking carefully, there was Chen Xiaoli's name and photo on it. There was also a big stamp on the photo: Huaxia National Martial Arts Appraisal Center.

"Sister, what does this mean? What is Houtian Martial Artist?" Chen Dasheng looked up at Chen Xiaoli, his eyes were full of bewilderment.

"A realm of practicing inner martial arts!" Chen Xiaoli replied concisely.

"Uh, sister, tell me, what is inner martial arts, and what is the realm? Is the fifth-level Houtian martial artist very good?" Chen Dasheng felt that there were too many questions in his mind. What happened in the past two days Things really subverted his previous worldview.

Chen Xiaoli said, "The so-called external training of muscles, bones and skin, internal training of one's breath, internal kung fu is a kung fu method that can cultivate internal strength!"

"Inner strength? Is it the inner strength mentioned in TV dramas?" Chen Dasheng asked.

"You can put it this way!" Chen Xiaoli nodded slightly, "According to the theory of Taoism, a person's cultivation level in martial arts can be roughly divided into refining essence to transform Qi, practicing Qi to restore spirit, refining spirit to restore emptiness, and refining emptiness to combine Taoism." Among the four realms, refining and transforming qi is the entry-level realm for warriors. Nowadays, most of the cultivators on the land of China are wandering in this realm. After entering the realm of practicing qi and returning to the gods, they can be called acquired martial artists. Your sister and I They are at this level now, and there are absolutely no more than 100 people in China who have this level!"

At the end, Chen Xiaoli had a hint of pride on his face, and Chen Dasheng was stunned. There are 20 billion people in China, but there are only less than 100 people who have reached the level of martial arts. This ratio seems to be less than that of pandas. where to go.

"How to go further?" Chen Dasheng was a little emotional. It's unbelievable that his sister has become a master without making a sound.

Chen Xiaoli said, "After refining qi and transforming into gods, you will become a congenital master who can refine gods and return emptiness. The third uncle was a strong man in this realm back then, and people in this realm are even rarer. As far as I know, after the death of the third uncle, , there are only four people left in Huaxia."

"What about the ones who cultivate the realm of emptiness and harmony?" Chen Dasheng couldn't help asking.

"Not a single one!" Chen Xiaoli shook his head, "I'm afraid Huaxia hasn't produced such a character for hundreds of years, and your sister is only a half-born, and doesn't know much. If the third uncle is still there, maybe he can know some."

Chen Dasheng sat on the stool, unable to speak for a long time. Since childhood, the blind third uncle who had always been regarded as a swindler by himself, turned out to be a congenital master of the realm of refining gods and emptiness, and a top master in China. This news is simply too explosive some.

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