"Mr. Dong, what did you say?"

The old man's fierce reaction made Ye Wanjun's expression change.

Ye Lan couldn't help but widen his eyes and asked in astonishment: "Master, do you think this is a skill?"

She couldn't help being shocked, but at the same time she also felt a sense of enlightenment.

When she saw the names of the acupuncture points on this piece of paper before, she was vaguely familiar with them, but when she thought about it, it was unlikely.

After all, the exercises she had seen not only had to have routes, but more importantly, formulas.

The acupuncture points on the human body are fixed, but with different breathing and exhalation rhythms and different exercise routes, the results of practice will be very different.

This piece of paper is full of acupuncture point names, but there is no breathing and breathing technique. How could it be a Kung Fu technique?

However!

Mr. Dong's face was extremely solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "This is not only a skill, but it is also the skill we practice!"

"How is this possible?!" Ye Lan couldn't help shouting.

How could she not know the skills she practiced herself?

What is written on this piece of paper is definitely not the set of exercises taught to her by her master!

Ye Wanjun was equally shocked: "Mr. Dong, are you sure?"

Mr. Dong said: "I have been practicing this set of exercises for decades, and I can recognize it even with my eyes closed!

This is exactly the technique I practice, but it is countless times better than my technique!"

After hearing this, Ye Wanjun and Ye Lan looked at each other and saw the unbelievable look in each other's eyes.

Ye Lan was so surprised that she didn’t even know what to say!

The names of the acupuncture points that Wu Ming wrote down turned out to be a set of exercises!

Moreover, this set of exercises is actually more advanced than what Master practiced?

This sounds like a fantasy!

"Master, where did you get this technique?" Mr. Dong asked seriously.

"This was written casually by a young man."

Ye Wanjun said: "Lan Lan met a young man in Yincheng. This man just said a few words to her and saw that there was something wrong with her body..."

He briefly told what happened.

Hearing his words, Mr. Dong's face suddenly showed deep surprise, "Young man? How is this... it's simply unbelievable!"

He took a deep breath and said with great seriousness: "Master, I want to go to Yincheng."

Ye Wanjun was surprised: "Are you... going to see Wu Ming?"

"No!"

Mr. Dong shook his head and said very solemnly: "I'm not going to see Wu Ming, but to pay my respects!"

"Bye?!"

Even though Ye Wanjun was used to being calm in the wind and waves, he couldn't help but be shocked when he heard these words.

Mr. Dong nodded seriously and said, "That's right! I'm going to see Wu Ming!"

"Master, what qualifications does that guy have for you to meet him?"

Ye Lan recovered from the shock and couldn't help but said: "Even if you want to see him, he should come to see you..."

Before she finished speaking, Mr. Dong suddenly frowned.

"Lanlan!"

Mr. Dong's face was extremely serious, and he shook the paper in his hand vigorously, "Do you know what the skills on this mean?"

Ye Lan was stunned and shook his head.

This was the first time she had seen her master so serious.

She naturally understands what a superb set of exercises means.

But she couldn't imagine that other than true practitioners, there was any other technique that could make the master lose his composure like this.

"Why is there something wrong with your body?" Mr. Dong asked.

Ye Lan pursed his lips and said: "Because I practiced forcibly, my internal energy was disordered and began to backfire on my meridians."

Mr. Dong said in a deep voice: "When you wanted to practice Kung Fu with me, I rejected you and told you clearly that your constitution is Yin and my Kung Fu is not suitable for you.

I just didn't expect that you would secretly memorize my skills and practice them in private.

result……"

Ye Lan couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. When she saw that the boys of the Ye family were practicing martial arts with Mr. Dong, she became interested.

But she never thought that Mr. Dong would sternly reject her.

Ye Lan pretended to give up on the surface, but secretly ran to Mr. Dong's room, dug out the exercises, and secretly wrote them down.

Then, she began to practice privately.

By the time Mr. Dong noticed something, she had already started.

Because he was worried that Ye Lan would have problems with her own cultivation, and because of Ye Lan's hard work, Mr. Dong had no choice but to accept her as his disciple and began to teach her carefully.

Fortunately, after seven or eight years in a row, Ye Lan not only had no physical problems, but also progressed very quickly, even surpassing her two brothers.

Mr. Dong even thought that his worries might be unnecessary.

But she never thought that starting from more than a year ago, Ye Lan's internal energy gradually became chaotic and began to wreak havoc in her meridians.

Her body suffered severe backlash!

What’s even more frightening is that this kind of backlash caused by cultivation cannot be treated at all!
Chapter completed!