I have many teachers

Chapter 10 Yuanci's New Requirements
"Stinky boy, I remember it was delivered to me on the morning of August [-]th, don't be too late!"

The old and the young had a good meal, and before leaving, the old man still held Wang Anfeng in his ear and told him to go for a long time before letting him go. Seeing the young man's figure receding, the old man took a sip of wine with his neck back, slightly With a sigh, there was a look of depression on his face. After a moment of silence, he shook his head and sighed:
"Come on, children and grandchildren have their own blessings. This brat hasn't practiced martial arts for long. I'm afraid he's going to lose a good one this time... I have to prepare some words of comfort for him. It's a pity that I don't have enough internal energy to even get started No, otherwise..." Amidst the short murmur, a fallen leaf floated down, but it was silently turned into dust before even getting close to him for even half a minute, and there was a hidden streak of purple lightning twisting like a dragon on the left and right of the old body, and it disappeared in a flash .

On the other side, Wang Anfeng returned to the room, and first practiced his inner strength for three full hours as usual, and then slowly closed his strength until the sky had completely darkened. Feeling the gradual filling of the inner strength in his body, he couldn't help but feel a lot of satisfaction, turned over I came down to gobble it up for a while, sat by the bed, played with the letter with my right hand, and thought about how to get to the county town. After all, the last time I went there was two or three years ago. Although I still have an impression of the general direction, what is the county town like? The appearance is already quite vague, I only remember that it is very prosperous, like a fairy palace in the sky.

After all, the daily practice is quite exhausting. After thinking about it, Wang Anfeng just leaned on the bed and fell asleep directly. He didn't open his eyes until the sky was twilight the next day. After washing up, he went to the Shaolin School , under the supervision of Yuanci, he beat the already extremely proficient Shaolin boxing several times.

Yuan Ci nodded in satisfaction, Wang Anfeng withdrew his fist, wondering if Shaolin Temple is a good place, even the trees on the mountain are much harder than those on Daliang Mountain, just now when he smashed a tree, his punch was above It was already bruised, and he sat casually cross-legged on the bluestone, and put the wound medicine bandage on himself very skillfully.

During these one hundred days, he first practiced martial arts for five hours in Shaolin Temple, and after he returned to the present world, he practiced for another five hours. With the addition of pills, the internal energy in his body was full, which was not inferior to the ordinary one or two years of internal energy. Boxing practice, coupled with a pure mind, if you say that you will not use an ax if you smash a tree purely with boxing skills, in Yuan Ci's view, you are already qualified for the next step of practice.

And at this moment, Wang Anfeng applied the wound medicine finely, felt the coolness suppress the pain, let out a long and comfortable breath, suddenly thought of something, turned over, first saluted Yuan Ci with one hand , and then said with some embarrassment: "Master, I'm afraid I won't be able to come to practice for a day or two recently, and I agreed with Uncle Li to send him a letter."

Yuan Ci shook his head slightly, and said peacefully: "It doesn't matter, just don't miss the daily internal strength training..." Before he finished speaking, he seemed to have thought of something, and looked at Wang Anfeng who was turning around to perform boxing again , asked slowly: "Send the letter... How far is it sent?"

"How far?"

Wang Anfeng stopped his movements, thought for a while and replied, "About... a few hundred miles, take a carriage to the nearest county town, and you should go there in a day, it won't have much impact..." As he spoke, his body jerked Turn around, the internal air flow turned, and he turned around and smashed his elbow very trickily on the tree. With the help of his body, he raised up and threw out a flat fist with a hard horse move. At this moment, Yuan Ci's peaceful voice rang in his ears. edge rings.

"Hundreds of miles? It's okay, it's okay, then you should run..."

The young man's internal strength was only accumulated, his master's words made his heart almost tremble, his fist hit the air directly, and made a dull sound of breaking through the air, he stayed for a few seconds, and then turned to look at his master calmly and solemnly, With a face without the slightest sense of joke, he asked dreamily:

"Run... run?!"

Yuanci nodded and said with a smile:

"That's right, you've already started the "Yi Chan Kung Fu" thoroughly, and it's time to pass on your light body kung fu. Although my Shaolin Kung Fu Kung Fu is not good at moving around in battle, it has its own unique features in terms of long endurance and long-distance raids. , and the circulation of internal energy during the attack, the qi and blood are full of boiling, which is also of great benefit to the practice."

"Come along as a teacher, and I will teach you the breathing tips of the walking exercise and the way of internal force circulation."

An hour later, Wang Anfeng was already sweating profusely, his body was getting stronger and stronger, but his muscles were sore and unbearable, but he had firmly remembered the kung fu key of the walking exercise, and just as he was rubbing his sore muscles, Yuan Ci But he took out a roll of paper from his sleeve and handed it to him, saying: "Take it."

The young man was stunned for a moment, took it with both hands and opened it to see, there was a line of characters written in a rather delicate and handsome style of writing, he was slightly startled, and unconsciously read out: "The task of the master of Shaolin Temple: to run for thousands of miles, to run for thousands of miles with the power of walking." Far away, mission rewards, refining equipment Zen Heart Fist."

"...Master, what is this?"

Yuan Ci's expression remained unchanged, and he said: "As you can see, if you can complete the training task I gave you, I will give you the protective fist I used for the first time back then. It is quite hard and has edges and corners, which can not only protect the hands, but also have the effect of injuring the enemy."

Wang Anfeng's eyes lit up slightly when he heard the words, and while carefully putting away the roll of paper, he asked happily: "Master, we Shaolin has always had this tradition... Will there be such a thing in the future?"

Yuan Ci was stunned for a moment, a stream of data flashed in his eyes, and after a while, he sighed with some melancholy:
"It wasn't like this before...it wasn't so troublesome."

"But there is no other way now, so I can only give you a mission like this... As for the future, there will naturally be. Don't think too much, go ahead, go to practice boxing first, it's a pity that your cultivation base is too low, otherwise I can teach you as a teacher .”

"Well, I understand Master!"

Although Wang Anfeng was usually old, he was still a young man. At this time, the master seemed to be rewarding himself with a gift, and his heart jumped for joy. Even the mission of running thousands of miles seemed to be full of anticipation. He responded happily, turned around and opened his fist. Putting on airs, his expression restrained, and he punched out after a clear drink. Although it was just an entry-level boxing technique, his expression was solemn, and his spirit was as concentrated as a mountain.

When he came back that day, Wang Anfeng didn't go to the mountain to cut wood, but let the carpenters run away for nothing. He set up a stove at home, made a lot of dry food, and wrapped a blue package around his back. , with a jug hanging on his waist, went to the house owner's house first, asked if there was anything to take along, and exchanged some pork grains for sending to Libo Courtyard, greeted him, and carried the package on his back, taking advantage of the day It was still early, and I rushed out of the village excitedly.

"Practice, reward!"

(End of this chapter)