Back to Datang with weapons

Chapter 45
Back in the wing room, Zhang Twelve was tossing and turning on the bed, thinking about some of the eclectic scenes just now, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

Suddenly, a familiar black figure floated in.

Zhang Twelve was overjoyed, and sat up directly from the bed: "Master?"

"Well, let's get started."

"Huh? What?"

"Tell a story, didn't you talk about Peach Blossom Island last time?"

"........."

Zhang Twelve seriously doubted whether he really worshiped a fake master.

As a master, you say that you fish every day and hang on the net every day, but you have to be serious when fishing?
But Zhang Twelve still told the story to Tang Sanjue first, there is no way, who let him be the master and himself the apprentice?
"By the way, Guo Jing has come to Peach Blossom Island..."

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Speaking of Guo Huang, Hong Qigong and the old poison being trapped on a deserted island, Zhang Twelve automatically stopped, looked at the sky, and said, "Master, I don't think it's getting too early, why don't we arrive today?" Here?"

Tang Sanjue looked up, muttered "This old poison is also abominable" and then stood up, walking very calmly to leave.

"Master, have you forgotten something..."

"Huh? Is there? What's the matter?"

Zhang Twelve is about to cry, can you be a good example to others!

"It's rare for the master to come here, don't you want to test the progress of the apprentice's practice?"

"Oh, that's it, just that broken book——have you really practiced it?"

Broken book...really...have you practiced?
Zhang Twelve's face was full of black lines, and he began to wonder if it was right for him to worship this old guy as his teacher, isn't it too bad for you?
"Since you have practiced, let's go out and let me see how you are doing!"

Just as Zhang Twelve was about to say "OK", he felt his shoulders sink, and a big hand helped him up, and then the door opened wide, and his whole body - flew up...

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This is the first time Zhang Twelve has taken off. It is not a good feeling to watch him keep climbing, while the courtyard walls and trees under his feet keep retreating.

Tang Sanjue took Zhang Twelve and flew in the air for a while, passed the Liangzhou capital directly, came to an open field, and then began to descend slowly.

Suddenly, Zhang Twelve felt his shoulders lighten, and then the speed of his descent increased. Looking back, hey, Tang Sanjue flew away by himself!
Isn’t it fast, free fall, V=gt—but Zhang Twelve doesn’t seem to be bothered to calculate the acceleration of gravity now, instinctively, use both hands and feet, draw and pull in the air, and then feel like practicing during this period Came back again and started gliding quickly through the air.

"boom--"

He still fell to the ground, but it wasn't the same as falling directly from the air. He just didn't grasp the landing posture well, and rolled three times on the ground before stopping.

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"Hey, very good, very good! I really didn't expect that in just a few days, this light skill has been practiced to this level, it's really good!"

Nima, you didn't expect that?
Didn't expect to dare to throw labor and capital from the sky, aren't you afraid that no one will give you retirement in the future?

"It's so rare that you have the talent to learn lightness kung fu with your appearance!"

Zhang Twelve didn't know whether he should cry or laugh. Is this a compliment or a contempt?
What is "this look"?Young master looks really good, doesn't he?

But he just thought about these words. The lightness kung fu shown by the old man just now was so powerful that it surpassed Zhang Twelve's cognition. At this time, he didn't dare to offend the old man. good?

"Master, I practiced blindly with that book myself, and there are many places where I don't know how to do it right. I need Master to give me some pointers today!"

What Zhang Twelve said was the truth. As a person in the 21st century, he could understand some of the Qinggong books, but he really had nothing to do when it came to some exercises conversion and special Kungfu terms.

"Well, you don't have to belittle yourself, that book—you are the first one to understand it, and the scale of practice is already amazing."

"........."

No wonder the old man didn't even blink his eyes when he gave it to him. He was so generous. At that time, he still felt that he would give such a precious thing as he said. He really found a selfless master!

Heh, dare to love this book to him—is it useless, no one can understand it, so can it be true?
Seeing Zhang Twelve's doubts, Tang Sanjue showed an embarrassing expression for the first time: "We martial arts practitioners are all rough, and there are very few people who can really read and write. It's normal if we don't understand." Well……"

Well, so it is.

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Not much to say afterwards, Tang Sanjue began to give Zhang Twelve some pointers, and he would also be a personal teacher for him. Zhang Twelve was like a sudden enlightenment. Don't progress too fast, he can already "fly" more than ten times off the ground. It's just that he can't be tens of meters away from the ground at once like Tang Sanjue, at most two or three meters away from the ground is not bad.

If so, Zhang Twelve is also very satisfied.

Seeing Zhang Twelve's progress so fast, Tang Sanjue was also quite happy in his heart. He didn't expect that he would have such an accomplishment in lightness kung fu by accepting an apprentice in a daze. He is much taller, by then, should he be called "Tang Liangjue"?
"If you finish all this book, your future achievements will be immeasurable!"

"Really, Master?"

Zhang Twelve thought that Tang San was bluffing him, but he didn't believe it.

"You are the most beautiful person I have ever seen in terms of lightness kung fu. You have already passed the best age for learning martial arts, which is why I didn't want to teach you at the beginning, but you yourself can do it in just a few days. With such kung fu, it is completely worthy of the title of Qinggong No.1!"

"Hey, it's all about master's instruction!"

"I, Tang Sanjue, are overbearing in kung fu. At that time, some good people gave me the best offense in the world, but I didn't expect to teach the best defense in the world. Is it really unpredictable?"

"The best defense in the world?"

Zhang Twelve really didn't know how this light work was related to defense, so he asked.

"After you have mastered the mastery of lightness kung fu, even if you don't have the kung fu to kill, others can't kill you. The movements of all warriors are half a beat slow in your eyes. As long as you don't want to die, no one can do anything to you, isn't it? What is the best defense in the world?"

Uh, the best defense in the world seems to be quite cool. Why did Zhang Twelve think that the biggest benefit after practicing magic is to avoid Lu Fujing's black feet?
Zhang Twelve shook his head, and decided that he couldn't think about it anymore, but he couldn't get rid of Lu Fujing's black foot that had been persecuted several times in his mind, and he felt helpless.

Hey, this Lu Fujing is poisonous!

(I always feel that the two chapters written yesterday were a little yellow, you will like it, but I found that I was wrong, I was the only one who is so vulgar and evil, your seriousness makes me pale, I am going to receive a wave of education. . …)
(End of this chapter)