The damaged area in the yard has been repaired by the organizer.

However, because Wang Cheng had to stay here for a few more days, they did not repair it. They just leveled the bumpy areas and replaced the broken tables and chairs with new ones, which would be enough not to affect their daily life.

Yang Qingyu had known that Wang Cheng had arrived for a long time, but he didn't go out and quietly accompanied Wang Ying to read books.

However, Wang Ying could no longer hold back. She had been restless just now, and her head looked at the door from time to time. So, when she saw Wang Cheng walking into the door, she threw down the book in her hand and ran over. When there was still two or three meters away, she jumped up and opened her hands and flew towards Wang Cheng: "Master..."

Wang Cheng's face suddenly turned dark. He didn't want to pay attention, but was afraid that Wang Ying would fall to the ground and that she would still be injured. So he could only stand still and stretch out his hand to catch Wang Ying who was flying towards him.

puff……

A dull sound.

A fragrance plunged into Wang Cheng's breath.

Wang Ying threw herself into her arms and hung her whole body on Wang Cheng.

She hugged Wang Cheng's neck tightly with her hands, her legs wrapped around Wang Cheng's waist, she shook her body gently, and said happily: "Master, you are finally back. Sakura is so bored that Sister Qingyu will only let Sakura read books."

Standing behind Wang Cheng, Liu Shicheng and Zhang Shaoyun both laughed when they saw this position. They wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh. Their shoulders were trembling. They were very hard to hold on, and both faces turned red.

Wang Cheng's face turned completely dark, and he took down Wang Ying, who was hanging on his body, and scolded him, "Look at what you look like?"

Wang Ying pouted, stirred her hands together, and said dissatisfiedly: "I miss my master."

Wang Cheng glared at her and ignored her. While walking inside, he said in a deep voice: "Do you know if men and women don't know if they are not allowed to share their feelings? Keep a distance from me in the future, and then I will deal with you."

Wang Ying stuck out her tongue at Wang Cheng's back before she said weakly: "I know. Master, you said you want to teach Xiao Ying's boxing skills."

A glimmer flashed in Wang Cheng's eyes. He looked back at Wang Ying, his eyes with a pure yang aura that was almost condensed as solid as the essence. The aura around him rose like flames. He looked at every expression of Wang Ying and said in a deep voice: "What boxing techniques do you remember I taught you?"

Wang Ying was not afraid of the pressure of Wang Cheng's Chunyang aura at all. It was not that the pure Yang aura was useless to her. Instead, she was not afraid of the master at all. No matter how the master treated her, she was not afraid of him. She nodded to Wang Cheng and said, "Remember, it's that big bird fist."

"It's Tianpeng's secret message!"

Wang Cheng was sure that Wang Ying had no other thoughts, and then said, "You read the book first, understand the book, and I will teach you."

Wang Ying agreed, covered the gauze on her forehead and frowned: "Oh. Master, I have a headache."

Yang Qingyu also put down the book and frowned slightly at Wang Cheng and said, "She just said that she had a headache. I asked her to go to bed, but she didn't go, and she insisted on waiting for you to come back."

Wang Ying's dependence on Wang Cheng made Yang Qingyu feel a little dissatisfied. It would be fine if Wang Yuanyuan likes Wang Cheng, but she is still a child after all... Wang Ying is one year older than Yang Qingyu. She is with Wang Chengni all day long, so it would be strange if she gets used to it.

Wang Cheng saw some of Yang Qingyu's thoughts and gave an apology look. He nodded slightly to show that he knew, and then waved to Wang Ying: "Come and sit down. I'll show you."

Wang Ying agreed, covered her head and sat slowly in front of Wang Cheng. She handed her wrist to Wang Cheng.

Wang Cheng held her wrist and began to take his pulse.

In fact, when Wang Cheng went to Hong Kong Island to treat Yang Xinshui for the first time, he had some understanding of the bloodline in memory. However, there were some accidental ingredients at that time. He just corrected the bloodline and made Yang Xinshui's abnormal bloodline normal, so Yang Xinshui would naturally get better. The most important thing is that Yang Xinshui's main disease is stroke, which is somewhat different from Wang Ying.

Wang Ying's pulse and brain acupuncture points look normal, without any abnormality, because of the lack of blood loss, but it has nothing to do with memory.

So, even Wang Cheng had no choice but to deal with her amnesia for a moment.

Of course, with Wang Cheng's current plan, even if he immediately has a way to cure Wang Ying's amnesia, he may delay it.

Turning the inheritance disciple of Japan's number one master in thousands of years into another person... This is definitely a very challenging thing and a good thing that can attack the entire Japanese martial arts world.

Of course, Wang Cheng must continue to implement it.

After touching Wang Ying's wrist a little, he still didn't see anything strange. He looked at Wang Ying's pure and flawless eyes carefully and said, "It's okay, maybe you're tired, go and sleep for a while."

Wang Ying pouted again, held Wang Cheng's hand and refused to let go, and shook it and acted coquettishly: "Master, are you going to sleep with Xiaoying."

Bang!

Wang Cheng gently patted Wang Ying’s forehead and said, “No, if you talk nonsense, go and have a rest if you have a headache, wake up and get up to have a meal.”

Wang Ying looked aggrieved, touched her forehead that was slapped by Wang Cheng, and pouted, "Master Stinky, I'm still beating me."

However, she still obediently went back to the room to sleep because she knew that the master liked obedient apprentices.

After sending this troublesome spirit away, Wang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at Yang Qingyu who was still reading seriously, he said, "Qingyu, when I go north, she will trouble you. Just practice the Tianpeng Secret News with her, but be careful not to irritate her."

Yang Qingyu gave Wang Cheng a blank look and said, "Wang Cheng, you should be careful about Pingliangying's affairs, otherwise you will be in trouble!"

Wang Cheng smiled and said confidently: "Don't worry, it's all within my control."

Even if Wang Ying becomes Pingliangying again in the future, Wang Cheng is not afraid at all. If he can defeat her once, he will naturally defeat her countless times.

Yang Qingyu nodded, reminded him and stopped saying anything, and lowered his head to continue reading.

Then, Wang Cheng went to the yard to start practicing boxing.

Today, the pure yang qi and blood broke through by chance, and they were only a little bit late to enter the real state of great success, which was a surprise for him.

Wang Cheng knew that this breakthrough was just an accident. So he had to continue to understand deeply before he could truly enter the realm of Pure Yang in Taoist Sect. At that time, the power of Pure Yang Qi and Blood would probably be more than doubled than now.

So, Wang Cheng was hitting the iron while it was hot, taking advantage of the feeling of pure yang qi and blood in his body. He immediately started to act in the yard, put his feet on the three basic boxing techniques of Wu Shengshan, and re-practice the basics of Taoism. Understand the Pure Yang.

After this breakthrough, when he re-educated the Pure Yang Foundation of Taoism, he immediately felt a huge difference.

I only felt the qi and blood in my body surging like a volcano erupting. The qi and blood in each blood line were swelling and my whole body felt bulging and swelling.

At the same time, as his practice of stake method began, his breathing became heavier and heavier, his breath became hotter and hotter, and the temperature of the air in the entire yard slowly increased.

Yang Qingyu, who was reading a book, was also slightly shocked. Then Linglong thought of the Taoist Chunyang in Wusheng Mountain. A trace of joy flashed in his eyes when he looked at Wang Cheng, and then he continued to lower his head to read the book.

The stronger Wang Cheng is, the faster she breaks through, the greater her pressure. So she also needs to practice this Tianpeng Secret Pass as soon as possible to catch up with Wang Cheng's pace and not be dumped too far.

On the other hand, Liu Shicheng and Zhang Shaoyun also seized the time to start practicing.

Today, they all saw several truly top masters in the domestic martial arts industry, which was one level higher than the finals of the martial arts competition.

Sun Donghu, Monk Yilun and Monk Wukong are all top experts among the younger generation. Among them, Monk Wukong is almost the second best master of the younger generation second only to Wang Cheng, and can represent the new generation of No. 1 master of Shaolin Temple!

In comparison, Wang Cheng's value in defeating Monk Wukong is definitely higher than the finals of the martial arts competition. After the news of his defeating Monk Wukong today spread, the world's number one can also be more stable. Perhaps there are many older generation masters who are disdainful of him, the world's number one, but among the younger generation of warriors in China, no one dares to question him.

Yan Yu, Shen Ye, Wukong, Yilun, Li Shengyang, Ye Qunsheng, Zhou Yu, Ma Muti and other top Chinese masters have all failed under Wang Cheng's hands...

With such a complete victory, even among young masters around the world, I am afraid there will be no one that can be compared with Wang Cheng.

As Wang Cheng's apprentice, Zhang Shaoyun now just wants to get started as soon as possible and become a senior disciple of Wu Shengshan, so he dare not compare himself with those young generations of strife.

Liu Shicheng is different. He was originally one of the best among young warriors, but at this moment he felt that he might not even be as good as a second-rate. If he still wanted to help Wang Cheng repay favors, he would have to practice hard and improve his strength desperately, otherwise he would have to make a fuss!

Everyone present has a reason to become stronger by compulsory training.

Even Wang Ying, who pretended to go back to sleep but secretly got up from the bed and peeked at the master from the window, felt that she wanted to become stronger so that she could make the master happy and make the master like herself.

Huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh hu

Wang Cheng practiced the Taoist Pure Yang, which merged the three basic boxing techniques of Wu Shengshan, five times in succession, and the pure Yang aura in his body felt like it was about to explode.

However, he still did not stop, his pace was still so steady, and his breathing was still so accurate and mysterious, as if he contained all the mysteries of heaven and earth.

Even if the pure yang qi and blood in his body felt like he was about to burst his bloodline, and even a slight stinging stimulating every inch of bloodline in his body, he still looked calm, his movements were extremely standard, and he continued to practice unswervingly.

I don't know when.

Three figures came in at the gate, one of which was Taoist Changhe.

The other two are an old man and a young man. The old man looks rosy and plump, his hair is mostly black, and his aura is very stable. However, according to the warrior's convention, he should be similar to the old Taoist Changhe, at least in his seventies or eighties.

The young man around the old man looked about twenty years old, looking at Wang Cheng who was practicing boxing step by step. The expression on his face changed from arrogance at the beginning to solemnity and shock, and now he was full of seriousness and a hint of admiration.

The old man saw the changes of the young man, his eyes also on Wang Cheng, and said lightly: "Qingyang, now I know that there are people outside the world, right?"

The young man, known as Qingyang, looked a little ashamed and nodded, "I know, I'm ashamed."

The old man continued to ask, "Then what did you see?"

Qingyang's eyes flashed, and he looked at Wang Cheng's figure, every movement and breathing, and said with a solemn voice: "This master of Wusheng Mountain is the most powerful master of his age I have ever seen. Although his stud technique is Taoist martial arts, there are also the smell of dragon-shaped and tiger-shaped, and he has a deep understanding, so there are some things that cannot be erased... His two feet seem to be connected to the earth, and he should have a deep understanding of Wusheng Mountain Earth Evil Fist. At the same time, the heat above his head is steaming, and his whole body is emitting heat, as if it is integrated with the sun. I guess, this may be the legendary Taoist Pure Yang, which seems to have a sign of great success."

He knew that everything he said was an extremely exquisite existence in internal martial arts. Any other young dancer who could understand one of them would be enough to become the best among the younger generation. But the young man in front of him had all this. No wonder he could become the champion of the martial arts competition and was officially recognized as the best in the world. His future potential was even more limitless.

The old man nodded with relief and said, "Yes, your vision is OK. This kid is indeed comprehension of the Pure Yang of the Taoist Sect, and he is only a little short of being able to achieve great success. At that time, his whole body of qi and blood and the yang energy of heaven and earth can be integrated into one, so he can understand the mystery of heaven and earth more closely. If he is in time, he will definitely understand the aura of heaven and man. However, there is another most critical point, you don't see it. It is probably the proudest part of the old Taoist Changhe..."

world!

The pure yang of the Taoist sect actually connects qi and blood with the sun and increases the body's heat. This is the existence of heaven; at the same time, Wang Cheng also practices the Wusheng Mountain Earth Evil Fist, and his realm is not low. In this way, there is the existence of earth, that is, the foundation for understanding the qi of heaven and earth, and he can then understand the innate aura of Taoist sect in the future.

Taoist Changhe smiled mysteriously at the old man's words. He looked at Wang Cheng with a proud look, but he didn't say anything to explain, and he expressed no doubt about it.

Qingyang stared at Wang Cheng in confusion and looked at him for a few breaths, and was a little disappointed, frowned and said, "Master, Senior Changhe, Qingyang still can't see anything."

The old man's eyes gathered in his eyes, staring at Wang Cheng's breathing and the scorching breath emitted by his body. His voice was extremely solemn, and he said word by word: "Actually, his current situation is in the Taoist sect, an immortal."

Qingyang's body shook violently, and he looked at Wang Cheng's eyes wide, as if he was about to bulge his eyes, and said incrediblely: "Shun it is ordinary, and rebelliously becomes immortal... Has he reached the state of reversing qi and blood? This is impossible."

Qingyang couldn't believe this kind of thing, but he didn't dare to doubt the master's words and his eyes.

So the disciple of Wusheng Mountain in front of him has really reached the realm of being an immortal in Taoist legend?

Qi and blood are reversed, and they are moving against the will of heaven?

At this moment of thinking in Qingyang.

Wang Cheng's aura suddenly changed, and his hot breath, like the sun, suddenly began to weaken, as if the sun would never hang in the center and would set towards the west.

However, Wang Cheng's energy and spirit did not weaken, but became even higher. He seemed to have endless strength and energy to vent his strength. Every punch and every step, the force was thicker and huge, and the ground was slightly vibrated.

"Okay, what a Wusheng Mountain Yuanding, you have really realized the Pure Yang Realm of Pure Yang Reincarnation... No one can always be in the strongest state. Things will reverse when they reach extremes, and they will decline when they reach extremes, just like the sun will also set. The Pure Yang Realm of Pure Yang Reincarnation is that the qi and blood rise east and set west with the sun. This is the real secret of Pure Yang. Chang crane, you will be worth waiting for this life."

The old man sighed for a moment, staring at Wang Cheng with almost no desire to move away, and said with a hint of envy to Taoist Changhe.

Everyone knows the truth about pure yang reincarnation, even if there is a sunset, a sunset, and a sunset... But for thousands of years, there have been few people in the Taoist sect who can understand the pure yang of reincarnation. At most, they can reach the state of the scorching sun that Wang Cheng had just been at the threshold. Although it can improve explosive power, they cannot truly enter the secret of pure yang, and they cannot connect their bodies with heaven and earth, thereby comprehending the aura of heaven and man.

Taoist Changhe smiled, his face full of pride, and then asked, "Look at him, what is his chance of winning at the Great Snow Mountain?"

The old man's expression immediately calmed down, his brows frowned slightly, and he looked at Wang Cheng and pondered silently. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!