I’ve Been Cultivating Immortals For Thousands of Years

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Countless barrage.

"Brother Gou, you are really a talent, a good classic literature, you messed up into a fantasy pretense."

"Special, I laughed and pissed, Brother Dog, you are really amazing."

"Fuck, brother is awesome, imagination is too rich."

"That's why Jia Baoyu has become Xiao Yan."

"Haha...I laughed so much."

That's hilarious.

A Dream of Red Mansions is a literary classic, one of the four great masterpieces. It was changed into a fantasy essay by you so fooling around. If you let others know, your saliva will not drown you.

The big yellow dog said again: "Then, through continuous efforts, Jia Baoyu took Lin Daiyu to leave, return to the mountains and forests, get married and have children, what do you think?"

Zifeng smiled: "No, it's very old-fashioned. If Cao Xueqin knows that you have changed this way, she will have to jump out of the grave and look for you."

Yue Xiaopeng smiled and said, "Brother Dog, you can just switch to writing novels."

"I don't have that thought, I think Lin Daiyu can't die, it's a pity that such a beautiful little girl died."

The big yellow dog said regretfully;

Huang Xiaochu said: "Let's eat, the noodles are cold."

Dududu·····

Ye Xiaomei's phone rang.

"Hey, grandpa, you guys are here so soon,... ok... I'll be out right away..."

Ye Xiaomei hung up the phone.

Turning his head and said to Lin Xiao: "Grandpa Lin, my grandpa and the others are here, I will go out to meet him."

Lin Xiao nodded: "Go!"

Ye Xiaomei walked outside the courtyard.

The Yip family.

One of the inheritors of Wing Chun, the former master of martial arts, has cultivated outstanding disciples such as Bruce Lee.

Zifeng asked: "The Ye Family nowadays is authentic Wing Chun."

Lin Xiao smiled: "Anything authentic and not authentic is all martial arts. Wushu is a diversified skill. Wing Chun does not belong to a certain person or family. Ip Man is just a disciple of Wing Chun."

"That's it."

But it was Bruce Lee who carried forward Wing Chun.

At that time, Bruce Lee brought Wing Chun out of China, and countless foreign talents remember Ip Man.

Less than ten minutes...

An old man came forward with the help of Ye Xiaomei.

This person is Ye Wen's son, Ye Huai.

Ye Huai looked at Lin Xiao and knelt on the ground excitedly.

"Grandpa Lin, I see you getting old again."

While Lin Xiao waved his hand, a force held up Ye Huai.

"Come and sit down, don't kneel, didn't you like to learn martial arts when you were young? Why are you starting to learn martial arts again now?"

Ye Huai smiled: "No way, support the family!"

At this time, the live broadcast room was shocked.

"Fuck, the old man is really a straightforward person, practicing martial arts just to support his family."

"The old man is too blunt, exactly as he said."

"The old man came all the way to see Grandpa Lin. This scene is so touching."

"Master Ye, you can pay attention to your body!"

Ye Xiaomei assisted Ye Huai and sat on the stool.

Zifeng hurriedly arrived at a cup of tea and handed it over.

"Thank you little girl."

"Grandpa, you have to be polite. Xiaomei and I are good friends. I ask you to keep saying Grandpa doesn't mind!"

Ye Huai burst into laughter.

"How can my old man mind, there is such a beautiful granddaughter as you, so happy but not in a hurry!"

Ye Huai asked, "For so many years, when I was a kid, I met Grandpa Lin. Now for so many years, you still haven't changed."

Lin Xiao nodded: "You have a good body."

"How can I be compared with Grandpa Lin, it's so much worse, I'm too old, and I can't walk anymore. It was a few young disciples who carried me up the mountain."

Ye Huai sighed with emotion.

Ye Xiaomei said excitedly: "Grandpa, you don't know, after Grandpa Lin's guidance, I have already taken a step further, and I am angry with what my grandpa said."

Ye Huai was shocked.

"real?"

"Yep."

Ye Huai looked at Lin Xiao: "Thank you, Grandpa Lin for your advice."

"Don't thank me, seeing each other is fate."

Zifeng asked, "Grandpa Ye, is it true that what was said in that movie?"

Ye Huai shook his head: "The movies are all fake. My father is very simple and rarely fights against others. Just look at it, but don't take it seriously."

Ye Huai explained.

The movie itself has an exaggerated effect.

Without these effects, who would watch?

Ye Xiaomei said, "Grandpa, I also learned Xingyiquan in the morning."

Ye Huai nodded: "Yes, if you want to become a real martial arts master, you must accumulate the strengths of hundreds of families, maximize your strengths and avoid weaknesses, and don't limit yourself to Wing Chun."

"Wing Chun is evolved from women's self-defense technique, suitable for your practice."

Several people listened to these words.

"Women's self-defense?"

Ye Huai nodded: "Now there are different opinions, and there is no way to prove it. Wing Chun is different from other boxing methods. For example, Taizu Changquan, between the opening and closing, is a fierce offensive."

"Xingyiquan, the same is true. Wing Chunquan is tightly defensive, flexible, and both offensive and defensive, which is very different from other styles."

Ye Huai explained.

Several people heard it in the mist.

They are not practitioners of Wing Chun, so naturally they don't know.

Ding Ding Ding...

Peng Peng's cell phone rang.

Peng Peng suddenly realized.

"By the way, I remember today is the national team game, Kamikaze is about to play."

Peng Peng entered the room and took out the computer.

Teacher He looked at the time.

"The game starts at nine o'clock. I don't know if it will be broadcast."

Peng Peng said: "Yes, the live sports show will start in ten minutes. I almost forgot it. Fortunately, I adjusted the alarm clock."

Peng Peng looked at Ye Huai and asked, "Grandpa, do you always like to watch football matches?"

Ye Huai nodded, "I heard that he is a disciple of Grandpa Lin, so I must see it."

Peng Peng turned on the computer.

Enter the sports channel.

"Fuck, I really almost forgot."

"This is the China National Team vs. Japan. This is a friendly match that Japan invited half a month ago."

"Huh, what a **** friendly match, it's just an island nation's strategy. There is still half a month away from the preliminaries. It's nothing more than trying to suppress the morale of China."

"I also think so~www.readwn.com~ The World Cup qualifiers are coming soon. Why do we have to hold a national friendly? Isn't this just looking for **** in the pit, is it unnecessary?"

"Hehe, today is the Kamikaze team's first appearance. It will definitely beat the Japanese team."

Countless people stared at the live broadcast room.

Teacher He and several others also watched the game in order to come over.

Moderator: "Dear friends, everyone, today is a friendly match between the China Team and the Japanese team. The World Cup qualifiers are coming soon. I hope the China Team will achieve dazzling results."

"Now the players on both sides have entered the main battlefield."

"The white team is the Japanese team and the red team is the China China Shenzhou team. The Chinese players we have seen are very young. I hope they will continue to work hard and get good results."

Several people were excited.

It was Li Dong who took the lead.

"The two sides are shaking hands. The game is about to begin..."