Under One Person: I really don’t want to be the savior

Ma Long said these words respectfully, which made Mr. Dong very happy.

"Okay! It's enough for you to have this heart.

What happens after death has nothing to do with me.

It's just a pity that I have nothing of value to give you. Even if it's a technique, your Fenghou Qimen level is much higher than mine! "

The two sides returned to normal. Seeing that Mr. Dong looked fine, Ma Long planned to start questioning.

"Mr. Dong! We don't want any skills or items.

I just want you to tell me about your past experiences, especially the beginning and end of the Jiashen Rebellion. The more detailed the better! "

Ma Long and Wang also looked at Mr. Dong with great anticipation. This old man who is more than a hundred years old must know a lot of things!

"Oh! Jiashen Rebellion?

You little kids, why are you interested in this?

Oh, yes, yes, you have all learned the Feng Hou Qi Men, and you must be interested in the origin of the Eight Magic Skills back then.

It's pitiful to say that no one can understand our brothers and sisters who risk their lives, but you, a humble boy, can actually understand..."

"Mr. Dong!

You should focus on the beginning and end of the Jiashen Rebellion. Be more detailed. Don't sigh! "

Seeing the expectant looks in Ma Long and Wang Ye's eyes, Mr. Dong gradually came back to his senses.

"The whole reason? Haha, that's ridiculous!

You are not checking this, are you?

I advise you to stop. I am a dying man and I am not afraid to tell you something.

As early as thousands of years ago, major sects, such as Longhu Mountain, Wudang Mountain, Emei Mountain, etc., reached a consensus and tacitly understood some special things.

Moreover, each major sect has inheritance restrictions. The moment they become the sect, they will gain a special status. Everything is clear, but nothing can be said!

My master, there is more to come in this chapter, please click on the next page to continue reading, the next part will be more exciting!

The reason why I know about this kind of thing is because I was very qualified back then and had a great chance of assuming the position of leader, so I only heard about it. "

After listening to Mr. Dong's words, Ma Long confirmed his speculations one by one, proving that Gong Qinghe's efforts were correct.

"Mr. Dong! We have a reason to investigate!

This concerns everyone in the world!

Please tell us more about what you know! "

Ma Long and Wang Ye saluted at the same time and begged again.

"Oh, okay!

At that time, I was fascinated by Fenghou Tu, but I didn’t experience much and learned very little about it.

I only know that 36 of them are sworn brothers and are called the 36 thieves..."

Mr. Dong kept talking for a long time, but it was all about curb stuff and there was no important information.

After listening to it, the two sighed endlessly, alas!I haven’t gained much, so I have to check slowly!

Ma Long suddenly thought of something. He came to Wudang to improve his melee combat ability and learn the method of life cultivation.

"Mr. Dong! Do you know Wudang Tai Chi?

I came here this time and wanted to learn this and improve my life foundation! "

"Oh! As soon as you talk about Tai Chi, I won't feel sleepy anymore!

What will happen?I'm pretty good at it.

Although I have only practiced for a few decades, I can barely count myself as a beginner!

But with this skill of Wudang Tai Chi, I have been selected as the successor to the leader, and it is more than enough to teach you!

To my surprise, you little kids actually understand the importance of the foundation of life!

At your age, it’s the most time to pursue eccentric skills.

Now that I have the foresight and laid the foundation, in 20 years I will be invincible among my peers! "

“Definitely!

Mr. Dong!Please hurry up and teach us!

We don’t have much time, and so does your life! "

Chapter 73: Returning from school, haven’t you been cheated?

Mr. Dong had not spoken to a living person in decades. He was very excited and kept talking nonsense. Ma Long stopped him in time and asked him to teach Tai Chi quickly.

After Mr. Dong got started, he discovered that Ma Long didn't know anything at all, and his body was stiff and stiff. He really needed to learn Tai Chi and practice stretching his muscles and bones.

The other Wang Ye looked lazy, but his foundation was very deep, with at least 15 years of skill.

In a short period of time, it was difficult for Mr. Dong to teach Ma Long anything. He, an old man, was here to teach basic skills?

He simply explained to Ma Long the precautions required for stance, especially the requirements for breathing and thoughts.

Then he asked Ma Long to stand in the static position by himself. There is no shortcut for this. Only after practicing the static position for a long time can he start the next step of practice.

Mr. Dong came to Wang Ye's side and gave Wang Ye his years of experience and some of the older generation's training methods, including the dismantling and variations of each move.

These are secrets that are not passed down, and many old masters would rather take them into the coffin than leave them behind.

There is a saying that goes without saying that it is difficult to save someone without the skills of a god. For someone like Ma Long who has never learned anything, no matter how powerful a master he is, he will not learn anything because he has no quantitative accumulation.

But when Kung Fu is like a king, it is like a layer of window paper. If a master pierces it for you, you can make rapid progress and make a qualitative leap!

It would be difficult to understand it by yourself.

Mr. Dong talked to Wang Ye for a long time, and finally told him everything he knew. From now on, just let Wang Ye teach Ma Long.

"Mr. Dong, let's go out together!

Look at this world again! "

After teaching, Ma Long and Wang Ye invited Mr. Dong to leave the interior together.

"forget it!

Let's go, I have been obsessed with Fenghou for decades, and even if I wake up now, I still don't regret it!

Even if I can't get it, even if it's not satisfactory, I still want to stay in the interior and take another look at it.

Look at this picture after the wind, how beautiful it is..."

Ma Long and Wang couldn't defeat him and had no choice but to leave on their own. At the same time, they understood that even if Mr. Dong went out, he would die quickly due to his strong frustration and weak body.

Mr. Dong is very happy now that he can see these two little babies at the last moment of his life, see clearly his absurd life, and pass on the Tai Chi that he was once proud of.

He was very contented. At this moment, he was thinking, had he really made the wrong move?

……

Ma Long and Wang also gradually woke up, and Wang was still sitting cross-legged as usual.

But Ma Long was lying flat on the ground. As soon as he regained consciousness, he felt very uncomfortable. His body was extremely uncomfortable, breathless, and itchy.

I feel like my diaphragm is being pressed, this area is very sensitive.

He quickly opened his eyes and saw clearly that Feng Baobao was riding on him, making him breathless.

He felt extremely uncomfortable, his body writhed, and he made several arches in a row before he could push Feng Baobao out of the way. She slid from Ma Long's chest to his neck, firmly pressing against his chin.

"No no no!"

I was just out of breath at first, but now I can't breathe.

After struggling for a long time, he held Feng Baobao's thighs and pushed her up. Then he gasped for air and veins popped up on his forehead.

Only then did Ma Long remember that he had to touch his basket first.

Check to see if it's there. This one is very important. He quickly reached out and touched it.

I felt a warmth in my lower body, and the intact bird began to cheer!

He finally relaxed and, hoo, lay sprawled on the ground.

At this time, Feng Baobao came back and sat on his diaphragm again, and this time he sat harder, and even hit him directly.

Ma Long, who sat down this time, coughed dryly and his eyes rolled upward.

"Baby! You're going to kill me!"

He yelled, looking in great pain.

"Um, are you awake?

I just saw you moving around, so I stopped you. "

Feng Baobao told his reasons, and Ma Long was helpless.

"You get up first, I can't breathe!

Help me! "

He asked Feng Baobao to leave him, and then pulled him up from the ground. Ma Long slowly regained his breath and felt exhausted.

"Phew, I'm so scared to be crushed to death by sitting down with you!

By the way, where is Mr. Dong? "

At this time, Wang also came over, and Ma Long immediately thought about Mr. Dong.

"Oh! Are you talking about that old man?

Just when you plopped down, he died!

Shall we bury him? "

Feng Baobao pointed at the skinny Mr. Dong and said.

amount……