There are not many things like talisman paper appearing in the Tianqiao Market. At least Ding Ning saw three or four talisman paper stalls along the way.

However, the things written by those people were garbage in Ding Ning's eyes. The characters like ghost-like talismans on them were strange and strange. They were all the things that Taishang Laojun was anxious and as the ruler, but the real effect was not at all.

But in terms of appearance, these talisman papers are much stronger than Ding Ning's talisman papers.

Ding Ning's few talisman papers were written on ordinary yellow paper, without embellishment or mounting, and the simple one was just a word. Those people looked around and lost interest.

"Little fat man, are you selling talisman paper or words? If you want to say that the word is really good, but you can write at least two pieces of rice paper to write it."

"That's it, the first time I saw someone selling words with yellow paper, haha!"

Ding Ning looked around and said coldly: "It's not selling words, it's selling talismans."

"What? Selling Talisman? I, Old Zhang, lived so old, and I really encountered something new today. The word "quan" and the word "jing" are this? Haha, it is the word "zhen". What kind of talisman are you considered? How much does one cost? Can you tell us?"

"The word "quan" is three thousand, one piece, the word "zhen" is six thousand, and the word "jing" is ten thousand."

Although Ding Ning was poor, he also knew that his talisman paper was definitely worth the price. After all, it was a real thing. The waste paper from other talisman stalls sold for hundreds of dollars.

"Haha! It costs 3,500 yuan to write a word. You are robbing."

The person talking in front of me was a middle-aged man wearing a pair of glasses and dressing more carefully. He looked a little money-worthy, but he was more mean in his words.

Ding Ning glanced at him and said, forget it, a common man, he is now a dignified practitioner, and he doesn't have the same knowledge as him.

Seeing that Ding Ning ignored him and had no intention of forcing him to buy and sell, the middle-aged man didn't say much, so he muttered a few words and got up and left.

There were people coming and going around, and at first someone asked Ding Ning, but after hearing Ding Ning’s reply, they were either angry or shook their heads and walked away.

Some people still say something dirty, but Ding Ning didn't take it to heart. He was just a little annoyed by being harassed. Finally, he simply took a few pieces of paper, wrote down the price of three pieces of talisman paper, and then sat aside and closed his eyes to rest.

It was dark sky in a blink of an eye, and no one came to buy Ding Ning's talisman paper.

Although Ding Ning didn't seem to care, he was still a little discouraged. It is rare for people who know how to do it here.

After packing up my things and returning to the hotel, I bought a set of pancakes and a bottle of mineral water, and the money in my pocket was less.

Now Ding Ning pays money out like bleeding, and the feeling of heartache is very strong. This is probably the side effect of practicing the way of the God of Wealth.

He did not sell the talismans, and Ding Ning did not waste time. He used the middle of the night to write a few more talisman papers to consume almost the energy in his body before he fell asleep.

Four hours of sleep are not long, but Ding Ning has developed the habit of getting up early and gets up before dawn to wash up.

After cleaning up, Ding Ning put on the only set of changing clothes, blue sportswear. This was the school uniform I used to when I was in middle school. It was just right when I was in the third year of junior high school, but now I am a little looser. It seems that I have lost weight.

After leaving the hotel door, it was deserted and there was only a morning market in the distance, which looked a little hot. It was some snack stalls for buying pancakes and buns.

Ding Ning slowly walked out of the overpass market, passed the overpass across the street, and came to the overpass park opposite.

Tianqiao Park is the same area as Tianqiao Market, located at the north and south ends of Tianqiao. There are two major parks in Binhai City, one is Tianqiao Park and the other is Binhai Park.

After entering the park, Ding Ning felt that the air was much fresher, and the turbid breath in the market was missing, and his mood improved.

After his heart recovered a little, Ding Ning was able to run slowly and ran deep into the park along the tree-lined path.

After running for about ten minutes, Ding Ning stopped at a fitness square.

There were about twenty or thirty people in the square, all of whom were old, wearing loose white clothes, practicing boxing or swords.

The fist is Tai Chi, and the sword is Tai Chi sword.

Anyway, it’s just a word to summarize, slow!

After taking a look at it casually, Ding Ning found that these old people were just fitness, and what they practiced was just the fur in the fur. It was afraid that they would not be able to reach the fur.

Ding Ning came to a relatively few places and began to practice his Tai Chi.

In front of him, there was a woman who was also practicing Tai Chi, wearing a purple sportswear, with a slim and charming back, and her long hair was tied high, looking a little bit, but her back was facing Ding Ning, and he didn't see clearly.

After pulling a starting move, Ding Ning also started to move.

After following the old man over the years, Ding Ning's other martial arts can be said to be extremely ordinary, but this Tai Chi is different. The old man is as fierce as fire and has great expectations for Ding Ning. Since other martial arts cannot be practiced, then this Tai Chi must be practiced well.

Under the strict supervision of the old man, Ding Ning had already achieved success when he was fourteen years old, especially after his heart recovered and began to learn Tai Chi to beat him.

This is deep in the park. People who come here to practice boxing on weekdays can be said to be fixed. Outsiders do not come here to practice boxing. They are all old faces. When the old men saw a fat young man of sixteen or seventeen years old coming to practice boxing, they shook their heads slightly at first.

Such a little hairy child also practices Tai Chi. Can he calm down his heart?

The only old man who looked over 60 years old and was in good spirits smiled and said, "Although the young man practices Tai Chi, it is not reliable, but his spirit is commendable after all."

"Yes, this young man is quite fat, but he is quite attractive. If he can lose weight, the old secretary should have a bit of the style of your youth."

An old man next to him who looked obviously older than him said something flattering.

The person who was called the old secretary laughed: "You old Chen, this is a compliment to me. I don't underestimate myself. I didn't look bad when I was young, but compared to this fat guy... I seem to lack something... This child feels very spiritual."

"The old secretary is humble. Who doesn't know that you were a famous handsome man back then?"

The old man next to him blew up and continued, "Old Secretary, look, how long can this kid practice here?"

The old secretary thought for a while, "If he hadn't practiced by Xiaoyue, he might have practiced for a while, but with Xiaoyue, if he really understood Tai Chi, he might not be able to practice in a while."

"Yes, Xiaoyue's Tai Chi may even be praised by those masters. This girl doesn't like to show off, otherwise she can win awards in national competitions."

The two old men said one by one for a while, and the old secretary suddenly stopped and said to the old man beside him: "It's a little wrong. Look at this child's boxing technique... why... why does it feel so smooth?"

The old man also stopped. The two of them had a low level of boxing practice, but over the years, they had never eaten pork and watched pig run. The level of the level can still be seen.

Ding Ning didn't know the conversation between the two old men. Once he started practicing boxing, he was fully focused. He had just run and was refreshed. Now he was in his best condition in his body.

Because the old man could not teach Ding Ning other martial arts, he worked hard on Ding Ning in this Tai Chi, especially the connection between each move and one move, and there was absolutely no way to drag it out.

Ordinary Tai Chi practitioners may do their moves well, but their difference lies in the connection. There is always a little instinctive stiffness between the moves.

Tai Chi emphasizes invisible and formlessness, and all things are natural, and it emphasizes a flowing cloud and flowing water, which comes from the heart. This is Ding Ning's advantage.

He did not have a certain rule in practicing Tai Chi. He always thought about where he wanted to do it. Everything was based on his heart. He didn't feel it with one move or two moves. After a long time, he immediately stunned the two old men next to him.

“It’s so coherent?”

"This cloud hand push is very good, ah! It's turned!"

"This is very flexible and looks very powerful."

The two old men looked around in shock for a long time, and couldn't help but move closer to Ding Ning.
Chapter completed!