Live streaming of Chinese martial arts, the police want me to register

For several days, Li Changsheng's life was still regular.

However, there are some differences, for example, the attitude towards him in the village is now even more unusual.

In the past, it was all called immortals, but although it is still the case, it adds a bit of respect, which makes Li Changsheng feel a little strange.

"Whew! There is still not much progress, the book should arrive tomorrow, I hope it can give me some hints. "

Now Brother Beaulong is not useful, Li Changsheng can only occasionally go to the Internet to read some relevant materials, but they are all fragmented, and without personally experiencing that sense of power, they have no clue.

"Fortunately, Shouyuan is now growing every day, and the rate of this increase is still accelerating, and I believe that it will be completely eradicated in the near future."

Looking at the panel today, Li Changsheng was somewhat relieved.

【Stamina:8.1

】【Energy:8

】【Shouyuan:3 years and 328 days.】 Li

Changsheng has a feeling that when he is completely relieved of cancer, he may undergo metamorphosis like a cocoon rebirth.

What will happen specifically, Li Changsheng has no way of knowing now, but he is faintly looking forward to it.

At this time, in front of Li Changsheng, there was a bowl that was usually used for eating, which was the kung fu that a Taoist elder showed when he saw him perform abroad in the past few days.

The same bowl was placed flat on the table, and with a gentle flick of the people, the white porcelain bowl instantly exploded.

Judging from Li Changsheng's visual inspection, the other party's performance of Ming Jin Kung Fu practiced to his fingers.

"I've been mastering Mingjin for a while, and I've been unintentionally mastering it for a long time, and I don't know if I can practice kung fu to my fingers."

Ming Jin said that it means to practice strength all over the body, but some small joints still have to be well adapted and mastered, and it is judged whether a Ming Jin master is deep or not.

In actual combat, you can only see the ferocity of the opponent's actual combat skills, and this is where you can peek at the big and see the details.

Taking a deep breath, Li Changsheng used his hand as a gun, and the shape was broken, and the curved knuckles quickly flicked, and in an instant, the flicking of his fingertips actually drove the air to make a brittle sound.

The fingers even reached the point of ringing.

Li Changsheng's finger approached the white porcelain bowl and flicked it gently.

Boom!

In the next instant, the entire white porcelain bowl suddenly exploded, and fine pieces of porcelain sputtered into the table, and some porcelain pieces shot towards Li Changsheng, fortunately, the force of the explosion was not large, and it did not pierce the epidermis.

"I've practiced this kung fu to my fingertips."

Seeing this, Li Changsheng was overjoyed in his heart, and he could do this step with one finger and explode the porcelain bowl, which was indeed worth rejoicing.

But then I felt a pain in my fingertips, and when I looked again, I found that there was a large bruise on the nail, and the nail cap showed some signs of chipping.

Obviously, the power just now was not small, although it broke the porcelain bowl, but the countershock force in it also hurt itself.

"Practicing muscles and bones externally, practicing breath inside, my external practice of kung fu is obviously not enough." The external strength of the body is still much worse.

Easy tendon washing twelve styles, martial fire luck is more like a kind of luck to resist blunt strikes, and requires qi to accurately run the designated part.

You can't put a sudden knife and gun, let alone a bullet.

Li Changsheng sighed lightly, but he was not discouraged, after all, his cultivation time was still short.

The inner kung fu has come up, but the strengthening of the outer kung fu is not so easy.

And there is another defect in the twelve styles of easy tendon washing, that is, it is necessary to be highly concentrated, after all, this is luck to resist injury, and it is difficult to achieve effective and accurate luck without mental concentration.

But in the actual fight, especially the life and death fight, how can the spirit be placed on this matter.

"Take your time and don't rush, I've only been practicing for half a year, as the saying goes, learn martial arts, ten years to lay the foundation, I'm already ahead of many people."

After cleaning up the residue, Li Changsheng cleaned up the garbage can at home by the way, and carried a large bag of garbage to the garbage can not far from the door.

At present, the construction of the new countryside is still quite comprehensive, and the town has even equipped a green environmental protection bucket for each village and group.

In other villages, it is said that the government bought an environmental protection bucket and was stolen, and there was really no way to install a camera next to it.

Well, it was safe for a few days, and even the camera was stolen in the back.

People are also clever and have a signal jammer. Because it was costly, people not only stole cameras, garbage cans, but also street lamp bulbs.

This is also heard from the mouth of the old man and lady in the village, and occasionally passing by can always hear strange things, which is quite interesting.

For example, who is the child of who, 18-year-old online dating a person saw netizens rushing to appear, and found that the family was married, and the wedding was being held at that time. The guy ran over and had a meal at the wedding site.

Another example is a married middle-aged brother in the village who was jumped by his sister paper fairy at the local train station when he returned home from a business trip. The eldest brother took out his mobile phone and called the boss to redeem himself.

Li Changsheng sometimes listened to all kinds of interesting things, regardless of whether they made it up or something, it was a happy thing in the countryside.

However, these old men and women also have headaches, such as they are the largest intelligence station in the village, as long as it happens in the village, as long as it passes through their mouths, then in less than a day, the whole village will know.

Walking out of the courtyard gate, about one or two hundred meters, well, the trash can is still there, Li Changsheng is ready to throw the garbage in.

However, after throwing away the garbage, I was about to leave, and a Taoist blocked in front of him.

Li Changsheng was stunned, looked up, and looked quite peaceful, but his eyes were faintly sharp, and he was wearing a black Taoist robe.

Wudang Mountain down?

It is not surprising that a Dao chief appears in the village, Li Changsheng has seen several Dao Chiefs who came back here to walk in the village when he was a child, and even a few juniors in the village are still Wudang Mountain disciples.

Trying to bypass each other, the other person also took a step and continued to block it.

"This Dao Chief, is there something wrong with me?"

Li Changsheng exhaled lightly, calmed down as much as possible and smiled.

"The surname of the poor Dao is Chen, and the Dao number is the World Bank, and I want to ask a layman on the order of the master."

This Taoist Chief Chen Shixing gave a deep salute and said with a smile.

"I don't know, who did the Dao Chief inquire about?" Li Changsheng was a little suspicious.

This long saying sounds a little familiar, as if I have heard it somewhere.

"The one who inquired is the layman!"

Hearing this, Li Changsheng's brows frowned, and his figure subconsciously took a few steps back, and then looked at the Taoist Chief Chen Shixing, and found that the other party looked at him and smiled without speaking.

"The Taoist is so boring, this is looking for me to inquire about myself? I've never heard that.

Li Changsheng said with a light smile, while his figure unconsciously tensed slightly, and his eyes looked directly at each other.

"The lay man has already seen the previous test of the poor road." Chief Chen Shixing said lightly.

Oh?

So that recording group really went to Wudang Mountain?!

It's just that this one is long... And what are you going to do?

Li Changsheng was still thinking in his heart.

That Taoist Elder Chen Shixing had already spoken again, and saw that he nodded lightly, and put on a Wudang Fist posture, his form was dashing and flowing, and he had a sense of dust.

"Poor Dao asked himself that he had been practicing martial arts for many years, and the master also praised Poor Dao, but the day before, Poor Dao had some yearning for the layman, and asked the layman to teach him one or two!"

Hearing this, Li Changsheng was stunned, thought a little, and guessed a rough idea.

"Was it because I was too good at the time?"

Thinking of the behavior style of that group of foreigners and rectals, maybe they will indeed say it bluntly under the two-phase test.

For his test results, Li Changsheng is still quite confident.

After all, there are a lot of cultivation skills, and its foundation is extremely solid, and it is estimated that even Wudang, a famous sect of Wudang, is estimated to be incomparable with the same age.

Looking at the age of the other party, it is about twenty-seven eight, and although he has a beard, his approximate age is clearly visible.

At this age, Li Changsheng knew that even if he practiced the Neidan Jinggong, he often couldn't help but fight with people with similar strength.

After clarifying his thoughts a little, Li Changsheng also smiled casually.

"In this case, please be careful!"

Since you want to fight, then fight!

National art is originally to communicate, what kind of national art can be practiced without exchange?