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Wang Cheng stared at the old Taoist priest's boxing, footwork, and breathing changes, and his eyes almost shone slightly. Recently, his memory has increased greatly. He wants to write down all the scenes he saw, and it is like playing a movie in his mind. He can find it out and play it back at any time in the future. However, this will consume a lot of energy and his memory will be weak in the next few days.

The old Taoist priest used the three Taoist boxing techniques to express the true meaning of boxing, which is the mystery of Taoism.

After reading it, Wang Cheng also felt a little enlightenment in his heart.

Danyang Fist is to refine alchemy to condense qi and blood. When practicing to the Great Perfection, the qi and blood in the body will be impulsive like the rising sun; while Yuanyang Fist is the scorching sun at noon, which sublimates the qi and blood in the body, which is a process of refining; the last Nine Yuan Fist is to return to the original, return to the essence, condense the qi and blood more solid, and restrain the sharpness and will not reveal its sharpness.

Three Boxing techniques are said to be three. Wang Cheng now seems to be essentially one, but they are just three processes of one boxing technique.

His heart was shocked. Wang Cheng realized the secret of boxing techniques and couldn't help but practice it. The momentum of the Great Perfect Danyang Fist in his hand changed instantly. Because it was connected with the breathing force of Yuanyang Fist, it was smoothly transformed from Danyang Fist to Yuanyang Fist, and the effect was even stronger. The qi and blood in the body were madly running, and sweat beads penetrated from the surface of the body.

After the Yuanyang boxing technique was performed, it changed again and transitioned to the Jiuyuan boxing technique.

Wang Cheng's body almost turned into a day. He exuded a scorching breath, and the air flow could be vaguely seen rising from his body, just like the rising air from the sun in summer.

The old Taoist priest stopped and stood there, nodding his head. He admired in his heart, and indeed his understanding was amazing, but it was different. I practiced for nearly twenty years before I realized that one Qi transformed into three purities. The three purities were originally the mystery of one integration. This kid had already practiced it in one or two months, which was amazing.

These three boxing techniques symbolize the secret of Taoism's one qi transforming three purity. The three boxing techniques can be practiced separately. The effect is also very good. In terms of condensing qi and blood, it is much stronger than the three modern internal martial arts. However, it is essentially a boxing technique. If you practice it in combination, the effect will be better, at least it will be doubled.

Wang Cheng felt like his body was burning, and his internal organs were shaking waves, and his qi and blood boiled, sweeping over his internal organs, wherever he passed. His internal organs were tempered, his skin was red, and his hair stood up.

This is not just the relationship between him suddenly understanding the real mystery of these three boxing techniques. It is also because he had just drunk two big bowls of medicinal wine for fifty years. Among them, the old Taoist priest spent a lot of time to make up rare medicinal materials that he had spent a lot of time to collect. The medicinal power contained in it is definitely not simple.

The old Taoist priest didn't dare to drink three big bowls, for fear that he could not bear it.

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Wang Cheng stood with a stance, breathing violently, and his breathing force was similar to the old Taoist priest just now, just like an ancient iron-shot bellows. The breath blew on the ground, sweeping a piece of dust, like a hurricane blowing through.

It took Wang Cheng a full hour to calm his breath. He stopped his boxing technique and his eyes were shining brightly. After a while, he looked at the old Taoist priest and clasped his fists and said, "Thank you for your teachings by your master."

After this understanding, if Wang Cheng focuses on three boxing techniques for the next period of time, his strength will improve by leaps and bounds. This does not refer to actual combat, but the speed of qi and blood growth.

The old Taoist priest pretended to behave and said, "It's up to your qualifications to be careless. I'll show you the old Taoist. Everyone else is full of lumps. I don't understand what I said in detail."

To be honest, the old Taoist priest has not taught one or two truly superior disciples for so many years. One is because of the incompetence of Taoist martial arts, and the most important reason is that the level of this old Taoist priest teaching disciples is also very ordinary. The ancient boxing scriptures describe all mysterious and modern people cannot understand them at all. There are many Taoist terms in Taoist martial arts, so it is even more difficult for ordinary people to understand.

The old Taoist priest taught Wang Cheng several times that he was doing boxing and showed it there. The explanation was only about key points. If it was a disciple with average understanding and average understanding ability, it would be impossible to learn it.

Wang Cheng knew in his heart, and did not expose the old Taoist priest, and smiled and said, "That's right, Master, your old boxing technique has reached its peak, unprecedented, and no one has come after..."

"Stop flattering me. I'm not that powerful. I haven't even finished the inheritance of Zangding Temple. I'm sorry, I'm not as powerful as your kid said."

The old Taoist priest sat down and ate meat again, shook his head and said, with a look of loneliness and regret.

The three top boxing techniques of Zangding Temple, Disha, Tiangang, and Zhoutian, were barely learning Tiangang boxing, but it still cost a huge price. As for the legendary Zhoutian boxing technique, he had not even obtained the boxing score.

However, the old Taoist priest knew from the records of the classics that no one has learned the Zhoutian boxing since the Tang Dynasty. At most, he practiced the Tiangang boxing technique to great success, and he is one of the few masters in the world.

Wang Cheng laughed and said, "Master, then do you see if I have a chance to learn it?"

The old Taoist priest glanced at Wang Cheng: "Why should I accept you if I don't have a chance? I'm so idle, do you want to take care of the children?"

"When will you pass it to me by Master Yang? Yesterday I heard from Mr. Yang that when you compete with Mr. Liu, you were using my top boxing techniques, Disha Fist and Tiangang Fist. Are they very powerful?"

Wang Cheng slowly said his purpose.

Who doesn’t want to be stronger? Don’t want to learn more powerful boxing?

Every martial arts practitioner wants to be a strong man.

The old Taoist priest nodded and smiled and said, "You are the closed disciples I accepted by the old Taoist, and they are also the inheritance disciples. Do you know what it means? In the future, you will be the only successor of my Zangding Temple Martial Arts. In the future, you will also have the responsibility to pass on my Zangding Temple Taoist martial arts, otherwise you will be deceiving your master and destroying your ancestors."

"Uh, that means I must accept apprentices in the future?"

Wang Cheng was stunned for a moment and was stunned by the serious tone of the old Taoist priest.

"Of course. Who will you pass it to if you don't accept disciples?"

The old Taoist priest said affirmatively: "So, don't worry, you kid, I will pass it to you then. Otherwise, I will be a deceiving master and destroying ancestors. The Earth Evil Fist is the only internal martial arts practice in China for thousands of years. Purely polishing the body with qi and blood, and strong qi and blood as the foundation. You kid is barely enough now, but I have different standards for you, so I won't pass it to you now."

"Wait for a month, today you will understand three boxing techniques, go back and practice well, and further condense your qi and blood. Then you will come up the mountain, and I will pass on your Disha boxing technique."

The internal martial arts practiced by purely using inner qi and blood to polish the body, improve the body's strength and ability to resist blows. This Disha boxing technique is truly unique in the world, and it is the unique Taoist martial arts of Zangding Mountain.

Wang Cheng nodded. He could still bear it for a month and asked curiously: "Where is the Tiangang boxing technique? Master, our Taoist martial arts do not condense the strength, how can the Tiangang boxing technique be able to directly condense the qi?"

This question reminded yesterday of the present.

"Hehe. This is the secret of my martial arts in the Tibetan Dingguan. It's too early for you to ask these questions now. I only understood the mystery of Tiangang a few days ago. I can't explain it clearly if I told you."

The old Taoist priest smiled a little embarrassedly and said with a pretended relaxed look.

Wang Cheng and the little girl Wang Yuanyuan despised the old Taoist priest together. Wang Yuanyuan even cut it out loud, which made the old Taoist priest smile awkwardly.

Both brothers and sisters knew in their hearts that this old Taoist priest had just learned the Tiangang boxing technique, so he couldn't tell Wang Cheng a single or two, and he was still exploring it now.

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Wang Cheng, I'll tell you. You can practice martial arts well for me, if necessary. Then there's no need to go to Laoshizi School. As long as you can win the martial arts championship at the end of the year, nothing else matters."

The old Taoist priest waved his hand and said solemnly.

Successfully changed the topic.

Wang Cheng nodded, but he still didn't have much confidence in his heart. It was because he had just started to practice boxing recently. How to compare it with the young hidden power masters from the Yang family and the Liu family who have practiced boxing for more than ten years and condensed their strength?

What's more, Wang Cheng also fought with Yang Qingyu, knowing that he would definitely not be his opponent in a short period of time.

Taoist martial arts do not condense the strength, and when fighting, boxing is not as powerful as the other party. Only when the qi and blood are strong enough can the breath be long and the force is overwhelming.

Or you can practice the Earth Evil Fist to reach a certain level, with a thick skin that will make the opponent unable to beat him.

At this moment, Wang Cheng beat the three boxing techniques several times in front of the old Taoist priest, and the artistic conception of the boxing technique was completely settled in his heart. In the eyes of the old Taoist priest, there was no flaw in it. It was better than what he practiced himself, but it was one point worse in the background and momentum. This took time to accumulate. For a young man who had only practiced boxing for two months, his current performance can be said to be amazing.

At least, the old Taoist priest has never seen anyone with such a high level of understanding in his life. Even Sun Lutang, the world's number one master at that time, was the tiger-headed young master. When he was young, he visited famous teachers and practiced boxing for more than 20 years before he became a famous master.

In the afternoon, Wang Cheng said goodbye to the old Taoist priest. Today he gained a lot and went back to digest it slowly.

"You bring this jar of wine back."

Before leaving, the old Taoist priest handed Wang Cheng the medicinal wine that he had been hiding for fifty years. Most of the wine jar was left, and the old Taoist looked very reluctant.

Wang Cheng could see clearly that the old Taoist priest was reluctant to let go, so he didn't answer and said with a smile: "Master, please stay and drink. I'm not that fond of wine."

"You can take it with you. I don't dare to drink this wine now, otherwise I will give it to you? Take it back and drink less every day. Don't drink so much like today. It's just right for you."

The old Taoist priest stuffed the jar of wine to Wang Cheng, and then drove the Wang Cheng and his sister away.

Yes, he waved his hand and pushed the brother and sister out of the courtyard, slamming the wooden door.
Chapter completed!