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Everyone present could see that Ma Jiangming's skin on his chest and abdomen gradually turned slightly red, which was a sign of the extremely fast speed of qi and blood circulation. The fist and palm prints on both sides of his chest were gradually disappearing.

This process lasted for a full hour.

Wang Cheng had always been holding a needle on the Baihui point above Ma Jiangming's head and used this jade needle to control more than 30 needles on Ma Jiangming's chest and abdomen.

Yang Wuji and others were so afraid of making noises that they didn't dare to make a sound. The breathing sounds were deliberately lowered. Everyone was afraid of disturbing Wang Cheng, because Wang Cheng was sweating profusely at this time, and the sweat beads flowed through the corners of his eyes and did not wipe them. Obviously, the treatment process was very tense.

call……

When Wang Cheng gave out a long breath and carefully grasped Ma Jiangming's pulse, he found that the pulse had stabilized and his nervous expression improved a little. Then he waved his hand and decisively pulled out the jade needle from the Baihui acupoint above his head.

laugh!

A trace of blood was shot out from the place where the needle was inserted at the Baihui point of Ma Jiangming and sprinkled on the ground. Everyone else was shocked and hurriedly looked at it. He saw that the trace of blood was very little, only a trace of it, but it was black.

This was blood stasis that blocked the meridians, and was forcibly forced out by Wang Cheng with exquisite means.

Ma Jiangming also felt the existence of his body at this moment. The many severe pains in his previous life were much less, and he felt relaxed all over. Although the fear in his heart almost dissipated within this hour of treatment, he was completely at ease after re-controlling his body. His eyes looked at Wang Cheng, who was still calm, and for the first time in his heart, this young man who was younger than him rose into awe.

This is a ghost-like method.

Wang Cheng waved his palm and put away dozens of jade needles in just a few breaths. He looked carefully and after sensing in his hand, he found that the warm breath of these mutton fat jade needles was less, which shows that the treatment this time was consumed a lot.

"Wang Cheng, Xiaoma is fine?"

When Yang Wuji saw Wang Cheng put away the jade needle, he immediately stepped forward and asked with concern.

Wang Cheng took the towel handed over by Zhang Shaoyun and wiped the sweat beads on his face. This time, he tried this method of acupuncture for the first time, so he himself was more nervous than others. Fortunately, he succeeded again. This proved that the direction he understood was correct, not only medical skills, but also internal martial arts.

Nodding gently, Wang Cheng glanced at Ma Jiangming, who was still lying, and saw that the two fist marks on the guy's chest had almost disappeared, but there was a trace of red mark that was undetectable. He said calmly: "His injury is fine. He temporarily saved his life. After resting for about two months, he will almost recover. Don't use martial arts during this period. Also, remember what I said, it is best to practice the internal methods more after he goes back. Pure external horizontal practice is not a long-term way to practice martial arts. In a few years, if he has such a serious injury, he may not be cured."

The fundamental way to practice kung fu by external teachers is to damage muscles, bones, meridians, and overdraw the body to increase the body's strength in a short period of time. Over time, the balance of the body's meridians will be destroyed, and further injury will become permanent injuries.

This is known to warriors with a little knowledge, because it is almost common sense. However, not everyone is qualified to obtain internal methods. The three major internal martial arts of modern Chinese art are indeed widely circulated, but they are not internal secret methods that everyone sees.

Yang Wuji and others knew this, so they looked at each other without saying anything.

Ma Jiangming's limbs moved, and there was no sense of fatigue that had been spread all over his body before. If it weren't for the fact that the Qi, blood, tendons and veins were still not smooth, he thought he had never been injured. He touched his chest, and his muscles and bones were still stinging. He quickly twisted his waist and turned over without hesitation and knelt in front of Wang Cheng, saying respectfully and gratefully: "Thank you Mr. Wang for saving your life. I just thought that Mr. Wang was despised because of his age. Please forgive me for my ignorance. Today, I, Ma Jiangming, owed me a life. As long as my husband needs it, I, Ma Jiangming, will never refuse."

Wang Cheng did not help Ma Jiangming up, accepted the etiquette calmly, and said calmly: "Okay, you get up."

Yang Wuji also winked at Ma Jiangming and said, "Xiao Ma, get up."

Xie Xingyu and Yang Qi were still not very relieved about Ma Jiangming's injuries, so they went up to help him up, and their expressions were full of admiration. Yang Qi did not dare to underestimate Wang Cheng at all.

Wang Cheng said to his apprentice Zhang Shaoyun: "Shaoyun, arrange a room for them upstairs."

Zhang Shaoyun was also the owner of the villa at this time, so he immediately agreed and took Ma Jiangming and Yang Qi upstairs.

Yang Wuji stayed, looked at Wang Cheng's calm expression, and was shocked by the strength of Wang Cheng's internal cultivation. He was so seriously injured in the mountains. At this time, just a few hours later, and it seemed like he was fine. He still asked with a little concern: "Wang Cheng, your injury is not serious, right?"

Wang Cheng's expression was as usual, and he sat at the desk, picked up a Taoist scripture, shook his head and said, "I know what I know in my heart. You don't need to worry. If your team's mission is not completed, why don't you, the captain, get it done?"

Yang Wuji shook his head indifferently and said, "I don't want to go now, so let it go first. I will follow you during this period."

Wang Cheng raised his eyebrows and smiled and said, "I really have to be with me for a month? Actually, I can't teach you much. You have been practicing martial arts for almost twenty years, and I have only been practicing martial arts for three months."

"No."

Yang Wuji immediately shook his head and looked at Wang Cheng and said seriously: "Wang Cheng, what I learned from you is not a specific boxing technique. I think my Yang Tai Chi will not be bad. What I learned from you is the attitude towards martial arts and the understanding of martial arts. A month is actually not enough..."

Yang Wuji's tone was a little regretful. The more he came into contact with Wang Cheng, the more he could feel Wang Cheng's profoundness. Sometimes, Yang Wuji would feel terrified when he thought about it. With Wang Cheng's concentration attitude and extraordinary understanding, will there be a place where these peers exist in ten, twenty, and thirty years later?

Wang Cheng smiled, not confused about this topic, picked up the ancient book and read it, and said lightly: "This time, the treatment fee will be calculated as one million yuan, and you will get a discount. Remember to pay it for the next time."

Yang Wuji was stunned for a moment, then showed bitterness and said with a bitter smile: "This...we are all friends..."

"So I'll give you a 10% discount. You know the price of treating other people. If I don't treat you, a team member, you will die within a week, and you will only be charged one million. This price is absolutely perfect!"

Wang Cheng glanced at Yang Wuji and said in a affirmative tone.

Yang Wuji looked a little depressed. He definitely couldn't afford one million now. His team's funding was only about 100,000 yuan a month, and half of them still had to pay...

"It's okay to give you a million!"

Yang Wuji suddenly nodded fiercely and agreed, looking at Wang Cheng and said, "Then my team members will follow you with me for a month, how about it?"

Wang Cheng immediately shook his head, looked at Yang Wuji with a funny look, and said unquestionably: "Do you think I am a shelter? It's impossible. If it weren't for me that I was a little curious about Chen's Tai Chi. I wouldn't have reached such a deal with Mr. Yang, and even my own apprentice wouldn't be able to teach me."

Yang Wuji stared at Wang Cheng and said, "Then allocate my time to them, let's follow you for a week."

A glimmer flashed in Wang Cheng's eyes. He also wanted to get rid of Yang Wuji as soon as possible. He shook his head and said, "One day."

"Five days!"

"One and a half!"

"Four and a half days."

"Two days, let's talk about you and them all."

Wang Cheng's strong words ended the bargaining.

Yang Wuji smiled bitterly, knowing that he was in a disadvantaged position. Moreover, Wang Cheng's Taoist Tai Chi is not so easy to learn. At most, he can only learn some internal methods that are in line with Yang's Tai Chi, and some superficial power-relieving techniques. The core of this Tai Chi is the Taoist state of mind. If you don't understand the Taoist state of mind, you will have no power at all. At most, it is a relatively advanced internal health boxing technique.

Therefore, for two days, it was enough for Yang Wuji to learn some of the internal methods. With the advanced internal methods, coupled with the Yang Tai Chi he had practiced for more than ten years, and the quite popular Bajiquan, he believed that he could go to the world by himself.

Seeing that Wang Cheng had begun to concentrate on reading, Yang Wuji did not stay any longer. He said goodbye and turned away, intending to discuss this matter with several team members. However, when he turned around, he saw the white jade tiger that was about to fly on the desk. He was shocked and stopped. He looked at the white tiger in shock. He could feel the power of the tiger coming towards him. He asked in surprise: "Wang Cheng, is this your latest work?"

Yang Wuji already knew that the jade tiger at the last Donghai auction was Wang Cheng's work, and he also knew that the white jade tiger that was focused on promoting at Li Zhengxiang's latest auction was also from Wang Cheng's hands. Before the filming started, someone had already raised a price of 600 million.

He was originally shocked by Wang Cheng's true intention of the tiger. At this time, he saw the white jade tiger that was about to fly, and found that Wang Cheng might have made a new breakthrough in the understanding of the tiger's true intention.

So why haven’t I seen him performing his domineering and fierce tiger-shaped boxing in the past two days? Is Chen Haoyang and others not qualified?

Yang Wuji's eyes were shocked and confused.

Wang Cheng casually glanced at Yang Wuji, continued to look at the Taoist scriptures in his hand, nodded and said, "Well, I just came out."

"Have you broken through your tiger-shaped fist again?"

Yang Wuji asked in a low voice.

Wang Cheng smiled and asked back, "Do you think I look like me?"

Yang Wuji shook his head honestly. At this time, Wang Cheng could not see any true meaning of the tiger. He looked like a gentle bachelor, which was also his strange thing.

Wang Cheng continued: "That's it, I believe you see it."

Yang Wuji thought something, looked at the white jade flying tiger again, nodded and turned away. He had an answer in his heart, and he guessed that Wang Cheng might have dissipated the true meaning of the tiger in his heart, so he could carve such a powerful work.

Sacrifice the core meaning of a martial arts that you have learned to complete an art work.

Yang Wuji didn't know how to describe Wang Cheng. He thought that Wang Cheng was an artist who deliberately fulfilled the artistic nature of his works in this way. Other martial arts practitioners would seize the opportunity to understand more and strive to achieve great success in their understanding, and their strength would achieve a qualitative leap.

But Wang Cheng was better than that, instead, dispersed and integrated his own carvings...

This made Yang Wuji speechless. He had practiced Tai Chi for more than ten years but failed to understand the true meaning of Tai Chi.

True, people compare...

After letting go of his mind, Yang Wuji stopped thinking about it, fearing that he would be hit again if he thought about it too much, so he confirmed that Wang Cheng was included in the ranks of incomparable circumstances.

Feeling that Yang Wuji had left, Wang Cheng casually put the white jade flying tiger on the table and placed it in the drawer. It seemed to be a bit conspicuous when placed on the table. Anyone with a slight wink would notice it.

Huhuhuhuhu...

Then he continued to look at the Taoist scriptures, controlling his breathing, and his heart was filled with pure yang, and the temperature around his body gradually increased, and a wave of heat slowly spread around him.

When Zhang Shaoyun entered the room, he felt that the temperature in the study where his master Wang Cheng was located was significantly higher than outside. He was in awe and whispered: "Master, you'll have dinner soon."

Wang Cheng nodded, his eyes moved away from the classics, and asked, "Did you understand all those books?"

Zhang Shaoyun's face looked slightly bitter and said in a low tone: "Not yet, I'm looking up information."

"Well, try to check the information yourself and understand it thoroughly. If you really can't find it, you can come and ask me."

Wang Cheng felt the pressure from Wudang and Shaolin, and began to pay attention to the martial arts progress of his disciples.

Zhang Shaoyun hurriedly nodded affirmatively and said, "Yes, master, I understand."

Yang Wuji and three team members lived in Wang Cheng's villa and had dinner with Wang Cheng's family in the evening. Yang Wuji's three team members were respectful to Wang Cheng, but their eyes were still a little strange, and their eyes swept over Wang Cheng from time to time, because their captain Yang Wuji said something to them in front.

"I sacrificed a month to exchange for two days of opportunity to learn with Wang Cheng. You should be careful. Although he is young, he is not only magical in medicine, but also incomprehensible martial arts. He will not teach you boxing, but you can learn his martial arts attitude and martial arts ideas through observation, and pay attention to every move of his movements, including eating, walking, and sleeping... Don't ask me why, you should understand in two days. If you don't understand in two days, you will understand in the future."

Yang Wuji's words echoed in the minds of his three team members.

So, at the dinner table, Yang Qi, Xie Xingyu, and Ma Jiangming, who could already move on their own, did not leave Wang Cheng's body. The eyes seemed to be as focused as looking at their lover, and did not let go of every move. The atmosphere at the dinner table was very strange for a moment. You said that Xie Xingyu was fine, but it could be said that he had a secret love... But Yang Qi and Ma Jiangming two big men...

Wang Jianhai and Aunt Chen both looked like they wanted to speak but stopped. In the end, they still held back and said nothing. They gradually got used to not caring about Wang Cheng's affairs. Until now, they have not asked about Wang Cheng and Yang Qingyu.

However, the little girl Wang Yuanyuan and the little girl Wang Xiaolin were not affected. The sisters laughed and went to play and practice boxing after having dinner together. In the past few days, with her sister Wang Yuanyuan, the little girl Wang Xiaolin gradually became very interested in martial arts. Sometimes when she saw her brother Wang Cheng, she would pester Wang Cheng and ask a few questions, and Wang Cheng would answer carefully.

I just ate for a while.

A black off-road vehicle came outside the villa, with several special passes sticking on the glass, and drove directly into the villa door, then parked at the entrance of the living room without hesitation, almost directly into the living room floor.

Everyone at the dinner table stopped and looked out the door.

Bang.

The car door was opened and several young people walked out of the car. They were all dressed in eye-catching clothes, all wearing tight leather jackets, and metal hanging decorations hung on their jackets.

A young man with red hair stepped on the floor and shouted to the living room: "Wang Cheng comes out for me, my little bully is here in the provincial capital. Come out quickly..."

The dining table in the living room is still quiet.

Even the little girl Wang Yuanyuan and the little girl Wang Xiaolin looked at the people at the door calmly.r1152
Chapter completed!