"Yeah." Qu Yong put his hands on his knees and stopped talking.

Master Jiu looked at his look and asked, "Has Shen Juntian been looking for you?"

"yes."

"how do you say?"

Qu Yong said truthfully: "I just said that my martial arts was taught by a wandering man, and it has nothing to do with Master Jiu. Moreover, that man has also left. She gave me a month to think about it and let me choose whether to accept it or not."

"Okay." Master Jiu stroked his crutch and said, "So, what do you think?"

Qu Yong smiled bitterly and said: "Master Jiu, I will come to see you as soon as I come back. Can you give me some pointers?"

"Shall I give you some advice?" Master Jiu chuckled and said, "Back then, when I met her, I had no choice but to run away. How can I still give you some advice now?"

Qu Yong scratched his head and said: "Jiuye, please stop being so indifferent. Since you started interfering with my destiny when I was very young, how can you stand by and watch today?"

Master Jiu looked straight at him and said, "What are you thinking? Do you think of following her? I'm asking about what you are thinking?"

Qu Yong shook his head and said: "I don't think so, Master Jiu, I feel that their world is not suitable for me. Besides, although the old man who taught me kung fu does not accept me as his disciple, in my heart, he is already my master.

"

"Now that you have made your decision, does Mr. Jiu need to say anything else?" A gentle smile appeared on Mr. Jiu's old face and said, "Are you afraid that you have made the wrong decision?"

"Yes." Qu Yong said, "I'm afraid."

Master Jiu said: "Then let me ask you, the person who taught you martial arts, how did he guide you in how you behave?"

Qu Yong said in a deep voice: "The old man taught me to have a ruler in my heart and stick to my heart."

Master Jiu sighed: "What he said is very good, but what Master Jiu wants to say to you is just these two sentences." He waved his hand, and two sentences were painted on the wall behind.

"If you have a tiger in your heart, you can smell the roses carefully."

Qu Yong also saw this sentence when he was reading. It turned out to be from a foreign poet, but he glanced at it in a hurry and didn't pay much attention to it, "Nine Masters?"

"Ayong, there is a tiger living deep in everyone's heart, but there are still roses growing outside the tiger's den. Whether it is life or the world, it is a battlefield. In this battlefield, only the tiger can stand firm, but not

If it's just a tiger, but not a rose, the tiger will become a rough guy; if it's not a tiger, the rose will become a coward. Do you understand?"

Qu Yong said slowly: "Jiu Ye, did you do that?"

Master Jiu burst into laughter and said, "Master Jiu is a tiger. If I had a rose, I wouldn't have fallen like this."

"Master Jiu?" Qu Yong was stunned. He saw the strange emotion in Master Jiu's eyes and asked, "Do you regret leaving her?"

"What happened in the past has passed." Master Jiu said, "Now is the world of you young people. Just don't regret your path."

Qu Yong said: "Master Jiu, I understand."

Master Jiu walked him to the door, watched him leave, and then said to himself: "One month?"

Qu Yong stayed at home for one night, talked to his parents, and went into the mountains again the next morning. This time he was particularly careful, lest he be discovered by someone who wanted to do it.

Taoist Tianyi was standing on the flying cliff watching the sunrise. The rising sun was so spectacular that it made people very happy.

Qu Yong put the things into the Taoist temple and came out to watch the old Taoist boxing.

Qu Yong has never seen the kind of boxing that Master Tianyi is doing now. His movements are very slow, and every move is like lifting a thousand pounds. If you look closely, your hands are like Xingyi, and your feet are like walking through muddy water and doing Bagua, but in your bones it is like

Tai Chi.

"Taoist Master, this feeling..." Qu Yong's gaze was higher now. He looked at it for a while, and felt that the surroundings of the old Taoist body seemed not like air, but like mercury. Every move he made was stirring thousands of kilograms of mercury.

.

Qu Yong watched for a while and felt his chest was tight, so he didn't dare to watch anymore. After about half an hour, Tianyi Lao Dao finally finished the beating. He raised his hands, pressed his abdomen, stepped on his feet, and exhaled.

It is already an extremely cold winter. When the old man breathed out, it turned into a long arrow and shot very far when it hit the cold air. The ancients said that breathing is like an orchid. Today, what Qu Yong saw was actually breathing out.

Like an arrow.

"Child, are you here?"

Qu Yong came back to his senses, his face full of admiration, and asked: "Taoist Priest, what kind of boxing did you just do?"

"That..." Old Taoist Tianyi untied a layer of his Taoist robe, drove away the heat from his body, and then said: "That is what the poor Taoist used at will, and it is not counted among the world's boxing techniques."

"Oh." Qu Yong said: "Taoist Priest, I see that every time you hit it, it was as if you were lifting a thousand pounds. What's going on?"

Master Tianyi said: "This is called alchemy, but we can't talk about it too much. You are still too far away from it now. Talking too much about it will not be helpful to you!"

"Alchemy?" Qu Yong was not interested when he heard that it was Taoist alchemy. He said: "Taoist Master, it's the New Year. I bought you some new year's goods. You can take a look."

"Really? What are they?" Tianyi, the old man, is not as good as Jiuye. Jiuye is the cold-faced King of Hell, but the old man does everything he wants, with an innocent heart, and happily goes to see what Qu Yong bought him.

"Oh, there are a lot of things. What kind of clothes are these?" Old Taoist Tianyi took out a red box, which contained a set of thermal underwear. He shook his head and said: "This poor Taoist can't use it, and you shouldn't wear it either. It's too close to the body.

, the ghost gate cannot be opened and closed freely, which is a big taboo for us martial arts practitioners."

"Ghost Gate?"

"The gate of ghosts is also the saying of pores." The old Taoist looked at other things, but he still liked them all, and felt warm in his heart. Sometimes, gifts are not about their value, but really just a person's heart.

"Come, come, Pindao, let's see how your progress is these days?"

"Okay." Qu Yong was also very excited. After practicing the Yangming large intestine meridian, he consciously improved a lot in his kung fu. He also wanted to practice in front of an experienced Taoist. This feeling was like a child who had good grades in the exam and wanted to use it as a master.

It's the same as receiving a commendation when the report card is delivered to the father.

The old Taoist said: "Punch the place where the cow lies, let's do it on this land."

"Okay." Qu Yong was not polite. He restrained himself and pounced like a tiger with his head in his arms, heading straight for the door. It was like a cat attacking a mouse.

The power of the tiger shape lies in the strength of the tiger's body. When used in hunting, it becomes fierce on the outside and soft on the inside, that is, fierce and powerful, just like a tiger emerging from a wooden cage and attacking violently and quickly.

Seeing the ferocity of his approach, Master Tianyi shouted, "Well done!"

I saw him sucking in his chest and abdomen, retreating and attracting, pulling his hands inwards and outwards, and wrapping his ribs to restrain his body. It was also a tiger-like "head and knee collision". When Qu Yong attacked, he quickly took out his palms and pounced forward with a fierce tiger

Pounce on the enemy to counterattack, use the force of the river to burst the embankment, thrust your head towards the opponent's chest, butt the neck, and attack the waist and abdomen forward. This is He Jin.

Qu Yong knew that as soon as he did it, he wouldn't be able to get out, but he didn't panic. He followed the old Taoist's power of pouncing on the food and stepped back, "tiger sitting on the nest", with his feet first and his hands behind, and he fell down with his hands on his back.

After the force of the hands is smoothed, the downward stroke is introduced, and the palms of the hands are "tiger-supported". After the veteran is pushed over, the palms of the hands are curled forward to attack the abdomen.

Both of them were fighting in a simple tiger shape, but they were having a great time fighting back and forth. Although with his experienced skills, ten Qu Yong could fly away with just a slight shake of his arms, but he only used

For one thing, we want to see Qu Yong’s progress more.

The two fought several times, and suddenly there was an eagle chirp, and Qu Yong changed his tiger form, like an eagle swooping down on a rabbit to catch Lao Dao, the big white rabbit. Lao Dao seemed not to have expected that he would actually adopt the eagle form, and he took a step back, just in time.

My foot slipped on a piece of moss and suddenly I fell to the ground on all fours.

Qu Yong was startled, "Taoist Master, are you okay?"

"Hey..." Before Qu Yong could react, the old Taoist kicked his feet, "rabbit kicks eagle", his feet were a little bit on Qu Yong's chest, and two muddy sounds came out.

"You..." Tian Daochang stood up, shook his head at Qu Yong and said: "It's too real, we are fighting, I fell on the wrong foot, you should hit the heart with the eagle claws, how can this be more than just

You missed the opportunity in vain and let others take advantage of it."

"I..." Qu Yong touched his nose and said, "I also guessed that Taoist Master you fell down on purpose, but I'm still afraid of you..."

Old Taoist Tianyi knew what he was thinking. This child was filial and did not intend to lose to him on purpose to make him happy. "What? You're afraid that I'm old... you kid..."

"hehe..."

"Okay, it's been a few months since I've been here. Judging from your face, I know a lot of things must have happened. Let's talk about it."

"Yes." Qu Yong sat on the edge of the flying cliff and got straight to the point. His first sentence was: "Taoist Priest, I found out some news about the Dragon and Tiger Society."

"What?" Old Taoist Tianyi had clearly seen the gods and was almost "immortal", but he still felt a little out of control, "What did you say?"

Qu Yong said: "There is a person behind the Dragon and Tiger Club. There is almost nothing he can't do, and no one has ever been able to survive ten moves under his hands."

"Ten moves?" Taoist priest Tian said sternly: "The masters in the world are like the crucian carp crossing the river. Who dares to say that he can defeat the invincible opponent in the world, let alone ten moves. My child, do you know what his name is?"

"Death!"

"Death?!" Old Taoist Tianyi murmured: "What a coincidence, it also carries the word fate."

Qu Yong knew that both "destiny" and "destiny" have the word "ming".

"What is his martial arts style?"

"I don't know." Qu Yong said: "It is said that some of the older generation can't see his Kung Fu skills. It's like...I couldn't see your moves just now, Taoist Master. Maybe this person can already create his own moves.

.”

"Creating moves?" Old Taoist Tianyi shook his head and said: "Even if it is a creative move, it will still have the imprint of the Kung Fu learned in the past. If you can't see the poor Taoist, that's because you don't have enough eyesight. But if you don't even know the older generation,

I can’t see his path, so I’m afraid this person’s skill has reached the end..."

Qu Yong asked: "What happened?"
Chapter completed!