Qu Yong murmured: "A rabbit...isn't it...can a raccoon know martial arts?"

"Of course Fengli doesn't know martial arts. This is just his nature. It's a life-saving skill."

"What the Taoist Master is saying is that as long as I don't use any force on my hand, then it can't use any force?"

The old Taoist said: "The young man has a good understanding, but have you ever thought about how you can catch it if your hands are weak?"

"This..." Qu Yong couldn't answer.

"Young man, how about Pindao discussing something with you?"

Qu Yong said: "Master Taoist, please speak."

The old Tao rubbed his hands and said with some embarrassment: "This raccoon has a great effect on Pindao. If you give it to Pindao, Pindao will be grateful..."

"This..." Qu Yong intuitively felt that this old Taoist priest was an expert. What he wanted to say was, "What's there to thank you for for this little thing?" But the old Taoist thought he couldn't bear to part with this Fengli, and said: "You let me

Give Pindao, Pindao, can you pick the Chinese herbs from this grain?"

Qu Yong also took a look at the surrounding scenery just now. He found that there were herbs everywhere, and there were many of them that he had never seen before.

"How about it?"

"Taoist Master." Qu Yong said seriously: "I haven't caught this raccoon at all. If Taoist Master is useful, there is no need to exchange things with me."

"Okay!" The old Taoist was overjoyed and said with a thumbs up: "Young man has a good heart."

The raccoon didn't move. At this time, it seemed to feel that the end was coming, and turned around to escape, but it was already too late. The old man's broad sleeves drew a circle in the air, and the raccoon was like a drunk person.

After several sudden moves to the left and right, he was finally caught in the palm of his hand.

The old Taoist laughed heartily and said: "I didn't expect that when my old age is approaching, I would encounter such a strange thing as the wind beast. It seems that God doesn't want to accept me yet!" He laughed a lot and said to Qu Yong again.

: "Young man, Pindao keeps his promise. You can pick the flowers and plants in the valley as you please."

Qu Yong was already dumbfounded. He didn't expect that he could not catch the wind fox. The old Taoist priest came with open hands. He couldn't help but admire him. He pondered for a long time and said: "Taoist Master, I...I think...is it...

Because the circle is smooth in all directions, the raccoon can't borrow any force either, so it can be easily captured by you."

"Oh?" Seeing that Qu Yong could actually think of this level, the old Taoist priest said: "Okay, very good, your understanding is very good. Young man, although we meet for the first time, I can see that you are a good and upright boy.

If I ask you a question, will you answer me clearly?"

Qu Yong said: "Master Taoist, please speak."

The old Taoist said: "How did you meet this wind fox? You must know that ordinary people are not lucky enough to see this kind of spiritual beast."

Qu Yong said exactly as he said: "When I lowered my head to drink the spring water, I heard it cooing. I looked up and saw it squatting at the entrance of the cave. I thought it was a rabbit at first. I chased it all the way through the cave before entering here. I heard the sermon

I didn’t know it was Fengli until I told you.”

"Cooing." The old Taoist priest said to himself: "Why does this raccoon deliberately coo at you? Does it appear just for you? But why does it lead you all the way to my valley?

?" The old Taoist priest suddenly trembled. He thought of something and lost his voice: "I am almost at the end of my life, but God gave me a wind fox that can extend my life, and also brought a young man with extremely high understanding.

Could it be that God wants Pindao to continue that line of true metaphors?"

"Taoist?" Qu Yong saw that the old Taoist's eyes were dull and he was muttering something incomprehensible. Suddenly the old Taoist grabbed Qu Yong's hands and asked with expectant eyes: "My child, how old are you this year?"

Qu Yong felt that the old man's hand was like a red-hot iron hoop. It hurt and burned him. He held back and said, "I'm twenty."

"Twenty." The old Taoist let go of his hand again and said, "Why would you send someone who is already twenty years old? It's already past the time to lay the foundation."

"Child, come here." The old Taoist took two steps away and stood saying, "You come and push me."

Qu Yong was confused and said: "Push you?"

"Yes." The old Taoist said solemnly: "I can't use my feet, and my hands won't block me. You can push me, but as long as you can push me and take a step back, you will win."

Qu Yong shook his head and said: "That's not okay. I am a young man. How can I take advantage of you like this? Besides, I don't want to win against you."

The old Taoist said: "What a big tone. You can push me first before talking."

"Okay!" Qu Yong gave a gentle push, and the old man's body cleverly spun in a circle, and Qu Yong slid to the side, unable to move him at all.

The old Taoist laughed and said: "Haha, young man, you can't do it just because of your strength."

"That's because I didn't stand properly and my foot slipped." Qu Yong was careful this time. He slowly approached Lao Dao, and after standing up, he pushed hard with both hands. Last time, he was worried that Lao Dao was too old and couldn't bear the strength, but he couldn't stand it.

This time he used real force, but the veteran still made a stroke with a rotating circle, and Qu Yong involuntarily slid to the side again.

"How could this happen?" Qu Yong is not a fool, on the contrary, he is very smart. Two times in a row, he had already sensed that something was wrong. The third time he took action, his hands slowly and slowly moved to Lao Dao's chest, waiting for him to feel it.

Only then did he exert great force.

Even so, the result was still the same. Qu Yong slipped for the third time, and he looked in admiration.

The old Taoist smiled and said: "Young man, do you still want to try?"

Qu Yong wiped the sweat from his face and nodded. Several consecutive failures had brought out the stubbornness in his bones. It would not be his temper to give up and admit defeat at this time.

The old Taoist seemed to appreciate his temper, "Good."

Qu Yong thought silently for a while, this time he slowly put his hands on Lao Tao's chest, and suddenly pushed his arms quickly. He knew that Lao Tao would definitely turn round at this time, so he stopped as soon as he stuck and waited.

He fell down because of his old ways.

The old Taoist smiled, as if he had read through his mind a long time ago, and his body did not move at all, not even turning a circle.

In the next hour, Qu Yong tried all kinds of methods, but he couldn't do anything to the old man.

He panted and stared at the old man, there was really nothing he could do.

"Haha." The old Taoist still looked calm and composed.

"How could this happen?" Qu Yong looked confused. The old Taoist didn't move. He just stood there quietly, as light and steady as the air in the mountains. For a moment, he even felt that the old Taoist's body seemed to be a

A translucent thing without substance.

"Have you given up?"

"I won't admit defeat!" Qu Yong suddenly thought of a way, and he said loudly: "I have a way."

"Oh?" The old Taoist smiled and said, "What can I do?"

Qu Yong chuckled, opened his arms, hugged Lao Dao's thighs, and then carried Lao Dao on his shoulders. He took two steps before putting Lao Dao down, and said with a smile: "Look...

………”

The old Taoist was stunned. He knew that if he got into a horse stance and had roots under his feet, even if the young man came to carry him, he wouldn't be able to carry him. But the two of them had agreed that he couldn't use his hands and feet. Besides, he didn't expect Qu Yong at all.

Will carry him whole body.

Qu Yong saw that the old Taoist priest had been carried around by him, and his expression was uncertain after he put him down. He was also beating a drum in his heart, thinking: "Will the Taoist priest be angry? I am taking advantage of this after all."

"Okay!" The old Taoist priest suddenly laughed, his laughter hearty and hearty, "Young people are brave and resourceful, know how to adapt to changes, have high understanding, and are kind-hearted. The most rare thing is that you and I can use the wind beast given by God to

It seems that it is God's will that we become friends." He smiled for a while and then said in a low voice: "My child, what is your name?"

Qu Yong said: "My surname is Qu, which means right and wrong. The word "Yong" means "brave"!

"Qu Yong?" The old Taoist felt it carefully, thought about it, and said with his hands: "What a good name. It's nothing if a man can be brave with a mouthful of blood. If he can bend and stretch, that's great wisdom. My child, Pindao has it.

There is a treasure that I want to give to you..."

Qu Yong said hurriedly: "Taoist Priest, we meet by chance, how can we ask for your treasure?"

"Don't refuse in a hurry." The old Taoist said, "Even if I want to give these two treasures to Pindao, you may not be able to accept them. You should listen to what Pindao has to say first."

Qu Yong said: "Taoist Master, please tell me."

"Come on, come on..." The old Taoist took Qu Yong's hand and sat together by the spring pool. He took off his shoes and socks, put his feet into the water to wash, and said slowly: "My child, what I have learned in my life is

There are two things. The first one has the ability to steal the sky and change the earth, and reverse the power of yin and yang. This is something that very people can pass on, and it is what I want to pass on to you most..."

"The power of stealing heaven and earth, reversing the power of yin and yang?" Qu Yong listened with eyes wide open and happy, secretly speaking.

The old Taoist nodded and said: "But if you want to succeed in learning like this, you have to work hard for thirty years without showing results. My child..."

"Thirty years?" Qu Yong has understood since he was a child that there is no shortcut for opportunism in this world. "Taoist Priest, what on earth is such a treasure?"

The old Taoist looked at Qu Yong eagerly and said: "It's medical skills. My son, you have a very high talent. As long as you work hard, you will become a great doctor for the people. Are you willing?"

"I..." Qu Yong wanted to agree at the first moment, but immediately hesitated: "Taoist Priest, I'm afraid that I won't have so much time to study with you... I am already twenty this year and I have to start raising a family. My family...

The conditions are not very good…”

The old Taoist was not too surprised. He said: "I know that you came too late. Even if you came ten years earlier, you would still be in time... Now, even if you agree, the old Taoist is afraid that he will not have the time... Hey

, let’s not talk about this, let’s talk about the second one..." He sighed and added: "Compared to this one, the medical skills are much inferior, and the time can be relatively short."

Qu Yong felt something in his heart and guessed: "Is it martial arts?"

"Martial arts?" The old Taoist said: "That's right, but it should be more accurately called Kung Fu. This treasure, at your age, can be mastered in three years after I have changed bones, changed scriptures, and refined marrow. It can be mastered in the world in three years."

After three more years of self-enlightenment, I can still achieve some results."

"Kung Fu?" Qu Yong had been unable to push the old Taoist just now, and he had already guessed that he possessed martial arts skills. "Taoist Master, what kind of kung fu did you just do?"

Seeing his eyes gleaming, the old Taoist explained: "That is the skill of drawing circles. In today's popular terms, the force you used to push me just now seems to be very strong, but it is just a straight line, which is the 'line boxing skill' Yeah. Drawing a circle with a point as the center is the highest level of Chinese boxing. Lines are just the combined components of a circle."

These words sounded simple to him, but when he thought about it carefully, they were extremely difficult to understand. Qu Yong suddenly realized: "Taoist Priest's whole body, with a point as the center, spins out a circle with all angles..." He paused and thought. Said: "It seems more like a round ball. If you stand in it, any external invasion will slide over involuntarily, because there is no point of focus on the circle... Taoist priest, am I right?"
Chapter completed!