Ding~Learn Maoshan's true solution (including: catching ghosts, talismans, feng shui, formations) and Maoshan's Qi training method.

"Axuan, this is what master is best at. You have to study hard. Although you are a master in martial arts, practicing qi and martial arts are different. You are extremely talented. I hope you can learn from the strengths of others and step out of your own way.

The path." Uncle Jiu said earnestly.

"Master, don't worry, I will definitely keep what you said in my heart. Master, drink tea." Yang Xuan made a tea ceremony.

"Master, this is my thank you gift." He said and took out the big gift box.

Uncle Jiu looked at the big gift box with a look of relief, "Axuan, master, can you open it and take a look?"

"Of course you can pull it."

Uncle Jiu opened the gift box with some anticipation and saw inside it a statue of the founder of Maoshan, three sets of Five Emperors coins, and a short peach wood dagger.

"Axuan is very thoughtful. These three things are not simple. They must have cost a lot of money." Jiuyi sighed.

"It's a small thing, a small thing." After all, this is a gift carefully prepared by Yang Xuan, and it has been optimized and strengthened.

Si Mu stood next to him with a sour look on his face. Such a disciple, tsk tsk tsk, is powerful and can be sold lavishly. He said sourly, "Senior brother is so lucky to have a good apprentice."

Before Uncle Jiu could say anything, Yang Xuan took out three small gift boxes from his backpack, and Si Mu, Qiu Sheng, and Wen Cai all shared them.

In this way, Yang Xuan checked out the inn room and moved into Yizhuang.

A few days later.......

"Axuan, you really work hard, you get up so early every day."

Uncle Jiu was also very pleased. After all, there were not many apprentices who were so diligent. Just like his two apprentices, they got up the latest every day, were too lazy to work, and had learned Taoism for so many years without making any progress.

"Good morning, master, you look good today," Yang Xuan said with a smile.

"Same," Uncle Jiu smiled happily.

"Axuan, you see, what is written in this secret book is that the most important method of Qi training is foundation building. You need to use the foundation building method every day when the purple energy comes from the east, and absorb the first energy after the sun rises every day.

Sunshine, so that you won't be burned to death by the sun's gold." Uncle Jiu explained the secret book word for word.

Although Yang Xuan has already mastered it, through Jiu Shu's explanation, Maoshan Qi training method is also making rapid progress. One teaches with heart and the other learns with heart. In addition, Yang Xuan is also like Jiu.

My uncle taught me his martial arts methods, and gradually I became familiar with them and had more exchanges with them.

"Survive, Wencai, you two, get out here. What time is it? You are still sleeping. Look at your junior brother. Don't you feel ashamed for being so careful?" Uncle Jiu looked towards the door with a look of hatred.

roared.

Unknowingly, time passed very quickly. Yang Xuan took a breath and was about to stop the exercise when he heard the sound of footsteps behind him.

Yang Xuan turned around and saw a watermelon head. He was indeed a literary talent.

"Junior brother, master asked you to have dinner together." Wencai said, touching his stomach.

The four of them ate together, "Master, have you always eaten this?" Yang Xuan said helplessly, looking at the two dishes and one soup in front of him.

"Junior brother, we usually eat like this. It's not bad, and it's not particularly shabby." Qiu Sheng picked up a piece of dish.

Yang Xuan turned to look at Uncle Jiu and said, "Master, it's not that I think the food is bad. It may be because I have been practicing martial arts and internal skills, so my food intake is more than ten times that of ordinary people. If I only ate vegetables, I would have starved to death."

"Yang Xuan was also quite helpless.

"Axuan, although the master has never practiced Chinese martial arts, there are Taoist friends who practice Taoist self-protection techniques. They are similar to Chinese martial arts, and the power of Qi and blood is also surging, but they are not as good as you.

Is there something wrong with the practice, but this problem is not big, it should be solved after the skill is advanced," Uncle Jiu said with a concerned look.

"Master, don't eat now, I'm going out for a while," Yang Xuan said in a hurry.

After a while...

"Here, here, go inside." Yang Xuan's voice came from far outside the door.

Yang Xuan led three waiters into the inner hall.

Each person brought two large food boxes, which filled the entire Eight Immortals table.

"Master, brother, you're welcome. Eat some. Wait, I'll start eating, and you won't have to eat," Yang Xuan said.

"From now on, you must eat this amount every day, three times a day. The dishes are changed every day, and the fish is almost the same. I don't like fish very much," Yang Xuan told the waiter.

Ninth Uncle Literary Master Qiu Sheng looked like he had swallowed his saliva.

Yang Xuan, who had already sat down, began to wolf down the food. The food had not been in his stomach for long.

It began to be digested and turned into energy, continuously increasing the strength of Yang Xuan's physical body.

In this way, I practice Taoism in the morning and Chinese martial arts and internal skills in the afternoon, and my life is fulfilling.

On this day, as usual, Yang Xuan had a good meal at noon and was ready to go outside to play. He had traveled to various worlds and had the idea of ​​traveling.

Yang Xuan likes all kinds of weapons. Although he uses heavy weapons, hammers, axes, etc., it does not prevent him from collecting other weapons, such as swords and the like.

Anyway, before the plot even started, Yang Xuan started shopping to look for anything he liked.

Gun management in China is very strict. Basically, both selling and buying are illegal and serious crimes, so I collected some cold weapons and the like. Now there are several weapons in Yang Xuan's home room.

There are simple swords, eight-sided Han swords, samurai swords, etc. Yang Xuan has always wanted to buy large weapons such as Fang Tian Hua Ji, Mo Dao, etc. Unfortunately, he is short of money. Large weapons are too expensive, and they are easily available.

More than four to five thousand.

While thinking about it, he went shopping. There were no street stalls, but there were antique shops and pawn shops. You could go shopping and see what you liked. If it was some broken weapons, even if they were not the type he liked, he would still endure it.

Don't hesitate to buy it.

"Shopkeeper, I'm here again, do you have anything good?" Yang Xuan walked into a store carelessly. From the look of Yang Xuan, it was obvious that he was a regular customer.

I looked for something I liked among the piles of scrap metal collected by the shopkeeper.

Yang Xuan held a broken Demon-Conquering Pestle. Alas, the shopkeeper accepts everything now. If you like it, you can collect it. In addition to weapons, Yang Xuan also likes antiques. If you have no money, you can sell them. There are also some weird things.

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For example, a stone statue of unknown dynasty weighs several tons, or a delicate porcelain bowl with a crack.

"Has the shopkeeper got any good stuff recently?" Yang Xuan said, raising the Buddha statue in his hand.

The shopkeeper pulled out a super large box from under the counter and said, "See if you like it. It took me a long time to get it."

Mysterious and not sure if it was a good product, Yang Xuan opened the big box.
Chapter completed!