When the consciousness returned to Xu Qing again, it was already sunset. He got up and went to the bathroom to take a battle bath. He suddenly felt comfortable and comfortable all over his body. Now he penetrated the acupoints all over his body. His every move seemed to have become much lighter, and he felt an indescribable pleasure.

Take out a sweatshirt from the closet and put it on, and quickly went downstairs. In the living room, Wang Lao was drinking tea slowly. Tang Guobin, who was bitter, stood beside him. For some reason, when the prestigious young master Tang, he became a turtle when he arrived in front of Wang Lao, looked like he was shrunk.

When Mr. Wang saw Xu Qing, two smiles immediately appeared on his tense old face. He pulled him up and sat beside him, whispering in a low voice: "Good disciple, how many acupoints are not connected?"

Xu Qing smiled slightly and said, "The acupoints are gone, but the Ren and Du meridians will be connected later by Master."

"What? You say it again?" The purple clay cup in Old Wang's hand was pinched and smashed, and his pair of copper bell eyes made people feel heartbroken.

Xu Qing stuck out his tongue and repeated the words just now. Before he finished speaking, Old Wang, who was extremely excited, grabbed his shoulder and laughed loudly.

"Hahaha! The genius, I, Wang Tiangang, can receive such disciples in this life without regrets. The revival of Zhengyang Sect is expected..."

Mr. Wang laughed and shook Xu Qing's shoulder violently. The poor student Xu was shaken to death and almost vomited out overnight dinner. He quickly struggled and said, "Don't shake it, my body can't stand your troubles for a few times! Ahem..."

Only then did Mr. Wang realize his incompetence, he quickly let go of his palms and laughed: "Haha! Good disciple, I just blame you for giving me too many surprises, and I was so obsessed with it for a moment."

Xu Qing rubbed his sore shoulders and muttered in a low voice: "I'm asking for it myself. It seems that I'll go and make a frying stone in the future."

"You dare!" Wang Lao Tongling glared at her eyes, and her aura shocked Tang Guobin, who was beside her, almost fell down with a weak foot.

Xu Qing rolled his eyes disdainfully and said, "My thin arms and calves can't stand your troubles for a few times. Maybe there will be a whole person left when playing with stones." After saying that, he turned around and covered his mouth and laughed. He found that sometimes it was a good thing to argue with Mr. Wang.

Mr. Wang gritted his teeth, his tone finally softened, and he whispered: "Good disciple, at worst, I can be careful in the future..."

Tang Guobin, who was beside him, couldn't help but open his mouth wide. In his impression, Mr. Wang was so strong that he had never seen him give in to anyone. Unexpectedly, today he saw the scene of the invincible myth in his heart. It was shocking, his sister was so shocked.

Xu Qing reached out and grabbed an apple from the fruit plate beside him, took a bite, and smiled and said, "Master, when are you going to hide the Zhengyang Palm Technique? I can't wait."

When Tang Guobin heard the three words Zhengyang Palm, a hint of enthusiasm flashed in his eyes, and he stood there with his teeth firmly.

An angry look appeared on Mr. Wang's face, glanced at Tang Guobin who refused to move, and said coldly: "Zhengyang Gong is not something you, a fool who has broken your child, can practice. The book has been delivered, are you still reluctant to leave?"

Originally, Tang Guobin came from ancient books that had been lost in the clothes, but now he was expelled by Mr. Wang as soon as he was delivered. He felt extremely depressed.

Tang Guobin's face froze and left with his head hanging down. Xu Qing looked at his slightly lonely back and couldn't help but feel aggrieved for his good brothers. The destruction of the boy only proved that Tang Da Shao has financial resources, charming, physical strength, and has nothing to do with idiots. In today's society, even if he is still a boy at the age of 25 or 26, he is at least a second-hand man.

Mr. Wang patted Xu Qing on the shoulder and sighed: "Boy Tang cannot practice Zhengyang skills, but he is not destined to be. He is in love with you and can be said to be destined to be destined. If the Tang family is in trouble in the future, he might as well help them within his ability."

Only then did Xu Qing realize that Mr. Wang had good intentions and drove Tang Guobin away on the one hand, but he did not want him to become interested in Zhengyang Gong, otherwise the consequences would be fatal. On the other hand, he reminded himself not to forget his friendship with Tang Guobin and to help the Tang family at critical moments. This friendship is indeed extremely deep.

There is a piece of grass of about 100 square meters on the left side of the villa, which has become a good place for both masters and apprentices to practice martial arts.

Mr. Wang stood with his hands behind his back and carefully taught a set of Zhengyang palms. This set of palm techniques is not complicated. It is divided into seven styles in front and back. It is based on Zhengyang practice and takes the strong path. It emphasizes the use of force to break skill and there is no fancy style.

The first style is the three yangs open, the second style is the yang and the mountain stands, the fourth style is the phoenix and the sun rises, the fifth style is the golden crow worships the mountain, the sixth style is the yang pole and the yin is born, and the seventh style is the yang world.

This set of palm techniques is very open and close, which is very suitable for Xu Qing's taste. These seven palms have produced forty-nine changes. Xiao Xu, who has a foundation in Zhengyang, practices and becomes full of wind. The grass on the ground is blown. If you pat it on someone, you will definitely be able to drink two pots.

After practicing hard all night, Xu Qing initially mastered the various changes of the seven-standard Zhengyang Palm. All he lacked was practical experience. Mr. Wang also taught all his skills of falling into the clothes. As for how much he could understand, it depends on Xu Qing himself.

What disappointed Xu Qing was that Mr. Wang said that it would not be possible to penetrate the Ren and Du meridians overnight. Even at the peak of the Xuan Realm, it would take at least ten days, and it would take about ten years of positive yang energy to achieve success. Now it is a critical moment to exchange for the inner alchemy of fate. No matter what, he cannot damage the positive yang energy by himself, otherwise the consequences will be quite serious.

Since Mr. Wang Ming said that he could not afford to be injured, the only thing that could be connected to the Ren and Du meridians was to rely on Xu Qing himself to absorb the Prajna relics while proceeding step by step. This was undoubtedly a protracted process. He even felt the illusion that he had been on a pirate ship. It seemed that his good wish to become a martial arts master and take off his hat as a department-level cadre became a mirror and a mirror. He only sighed that there were too few things in this world that were beautiful.

The master and apprentice practiced on the grass all night. The next day, the sun rose, Wang left and left. Before leaving, he said that he would come back from at least one year or at most three or five years. If Xu Qing had not yet penetrated the Ren and Du meridians, he would be wrapped around him.

After hearing this, Xu Qing was silent and tears came, and a buzzing sound came from his ears. He sighed, "You're cheating!" Three years and five years? That's not that you've graduated from college. It's better to be self-reliant than to ask others. It seems that you have to spend more time practicing Zhengyang Gong in the future. You have to control your own sexual blessings. When the master comes back, you will be able to connect the Ren and Du meridians. I'm afraid that my girlfriend will become a wife...

After seeing off Mr. Wang, Xu Qing quickly went back to the room to find the needle and thread and a thick piece of cloth to sew a very crappy small bag, stuffed three Prajna relics in it, and then hid it in the vase at the head of the bed. Anyway, this vase was filled with plastic flowers, and most people would never think of something hidden in it.
Chapter completed!