The morning breeze in winter swept across the mountains, and the town was like a crawling beast, curled up in the mountains.

This kind of weather makes people feel cold and reluctant to go out.

Because the winter was cold, my father no longer went up the mountain to practice boxing, but instead practiced boxing indoors. Han Luo became a man to practice boxing alone.

On the rocks, the middle-aged man in black smiled brightly, glanced at the head, looked into the distance, and said, "Tai Chi step, one Yin and one Yang are penetrated into the feet, and sometimes Yin and sometimes Yang are hard to measure."

Han Luo was slightly surprised. He understood Yin and Yang, but he didn't know about Hu Yin and Yang. This professional term is obviously for the purpose of seeking scholars. If you can understand it, you will have a good understanding. It doesn't matter if you can't understand it. After all, the words are true, but I won't point it out for you, there is a layer of fog.

"Young man, I'm like you asking for someone." The middle-aged man in black said, "Do you know that there is a man named Li Xuanguo in Qingzhong Town?"

Han Luo was shocked and shocked immediately. Uncle Xuanguo? Uncle Xuanguo knew this mysterious middle-aged man?

The middle-aged man in black looked a little happy and said, "It seems you know where he is."

"Uncle Xuanguo has become a monk. Are you his friend?" Han Luo asked.

Become a monk?

The middle-aged man in black frowned slightly and suddenly smiled and said, "It turns out that he has become a monk. Whether it's okay, I can't find friends."

Han Luo understood in his heart that this middle-aged man must have been looking for Uncle Xuanguo, so he went nearby to see if anyone practiced boxing and asked a question.

"Young man, I know Li Xuanguo too when I hear your tone?" asked the middle-aged man in black.

Han Luo nodded and said, "Uncle Xuanguo and my father know each other. I went to his cave for seven days half a year ago."

"Oh?" The middle-aged man in black smiled and said, "It seems that his skills have become deeper and deeper. In less than ten years, he will be in seclusion."

"In retreat?" Han Luo asked half-understand or not.

The middle-aged man in black said lightly: "Learn from Bodhidharma and stayed in seclusion for nine years. In order to achieve the right result."

Han Luo was instantly stunned, stunned, shocked, studied Bodhidharma for nine years? What is this? At this time, Han Luo thought that nine years of seclusion was the kind of seclusion for eating and drinking, and he didn't understand it.

He had heard of Bodhidharma, a very powerful Buddhist figure. However, Han Luo was not very clear about Bodhidharma's deeds. However, if he could learn Bodhidharma, his realm was obviously getting closer to Bodhidharma.

This was only understood by Han Luo after becoming a master in the future. He is now just a semi-ignorant and semi-open-minded martial arts master.

"My uncle from Xuanguo is very powerful." Han Luo said: "He can sit cross-legged for a night and eat every day."

The middle-aged man in black nodded slightly and said, "He gradually entered the state of no food for fireworks. After six years of not seeing him, his state became more and more vigorous. Unexpectedly, the fate had not arrived, and after six years of separation, he had not seen him."

The middle-aged man in black did not force it. As if everything was done, he stood up from the big flat stone, his body shook slightly, and dust was scattered.

His grandmaster temperament attracted Han Luo and made Han Luo feel swayed. In fact, he has always longed for a master and a regular master to teach him. After all, his father knows a lot and is also a martial artist in the town, far from being a master.

This middle-aged man in black met Uncle Xuanguo again, and he seemed to be very knowledgeable in martial arts, and he was definitely not Yi. If he could become a teacher, he would have another bright light on his own path to study. But who knows whether he would like to do so or not.

Since ancient times, wise masters have produced high disciples, but some wise masters have never found successors in their lives. This thing involves inheritance from a lineage. Be cautious and cautious, first virtue and then enlightenment, and all virtue and enlightenment are available, and the mind is to study. It is the true successor.

The word "de" ranks first because people without virtue cannot pass on martial arts. Martial arts is not about fighting and killing people, but about teaching people to cultivate virtue, learn how to be a human being, and cultivate temperament.

Bodhidharma has Yijin Jing and Marrow Cleansing Meridian, which does not involve fighting and killing people, but involves health preservation.

The middle-aged man in big black took a deep breath, his face turned slightly red, and his hands were posing, one in front and one behind, one hand, one hand, and one hand, and a slight snarl, as if thunder storms. At the same time, his feet stepped on a big rock, making a buzzing sound. Then the middle-aged man in big black took a deep breath and hugged his dantian and stopped moving.

Han Luo took a slight step, and also imitated the middle-aged man in black to show his posture. He stomped his feet gently, but did not dare to speak. He also hugged his dantian with his hands, and his body remained motionless.

This stop lasts for two hours.

The middle-aged man in black opened his eyes lightly, and saw that his skin was rosy and bright, his eyes were clear and firm, his palms were as delicate as silk, and his body was like a mountain and towering. All of this showed his profound skills.

The blue-eyed and childlike face is an immortal, with bright skin and clear eyes. Isn’t this the immortal among human beings?

His temperament shook Han Luo's heart at this moment, as if he was a mountain, as if he was a long-lasting fate, which attracted Han Luo. Han Luo thought a little and tentatively said: "Senior, can I learn boxing from you?"

"Oh?" The middle-aged man in black coat turned around with a smile and said, "What is your purpose in learning boxing?"

Han Luo pondered, and learned boxing by himself, abandoned his studies and returned home, and gradually fell in love with martial arts. He found that he could no longer escape from this knowledge. He raised his head and said, "Pursuit of martial arts."

"Oh? So simple." said the middle-aged man in black coat, "Just just to study?"

"I want to get more knowledge, more core mysteries, and more guidance." Han Luo said honestly.

"Haha." said the middle-aged man in black coat: "Can your parents allow you to leave your hometown?"

Han Luo frowned, yes. Will the parents be willing? But I think my son can continue to improve, and my family will definitely be happy.

"Take me to your house to see." The middle-aged man in black coat chuckled, grabbed the ground, and went down the mountain steadily like an immortal.

Han Luo followed closely, and was uneasy in his heart. After all, if he wanted to succeed in becoming a disciple, he really wanted to leave his hometown? Then where would he go? The world is so big, and he is alone. How many years can his master teach him?

Soon, the two of them came to their father's tobacco hotel and entered the tobacco hotel. The father's eyes swept, first laughing, then strange and looked at them.

At this time, the middle-aged man in black coat behind Han Luo stepped out gently and smiled and said, "You ask your family."

Han Luo nodded, hesitated, and said, "Dad, can I follow this master out of our town and go out to practice."

After hearing this, my father did not answer directly, but thought about it and said, "Where do you know him?" Obviously, the meaning of my father was very obvious.

"He knows Uncle Xuanguo." Han Luo said.

"Old Xuanguo's old friend?" My father suddenly felt relieved. He was obviously a friend of Uncle Xuanguo, but he still had no intention of rejecting him.

"Six years ago, Li Xuanguo and I made friends with Qingcheng Mountain. I didn't expect that the fate has not arrived today and I can't find it." The middle-aged man in black coat chuckled: "Are you Li Xuanguo's friend?"

My father's eyes were no longer vigilant, and he was obviously very clear about the trip to Qingcheng Mountain. He smiled and said, "It turns out that he met a friend during the trip to Qingcheng Mountain. Could you be the son of the Qingcheng Lianjia who was walking like a flying girl in Lao Xuanguo?"

"Huh!" The middle-aged man in black coat was slightly surprised and smiled, "I've told you that I've told you."

"So it's you. Sit!" My father's attitude changed drastically, and he was so happy that he invited the middle-aged man in black to sit down.

After this conversation, the father agreed to Han Luo leave. He asked again: "What kind of boxing do you practice?"

"Xingyiquan." said the middle-aged man in black coat.

Han Luo was slightly surprised. He had practiced several styles of Xingyiquan. He was a blind move from his father when he was young and had no essence at all. He still knew that the splits, drills, cannons were crossed. However, in the new century, Xingyiquan became an hidden martial arts, which rarely listened to the public and no longer showed any more.

However, this martial arts was extremely brilliant at the beginning of the last century. Li Luoneng, Guo Yunshen, Li Cunyi, Shang Yunxiang, and even Sun Lutang, the first martial arts master, came from Xingyi Sect.

Guo Yunshen took advantage of the "half-step collapse of the world" and jumped into a tiger shape, and could jump three meters away. Three meters was nine meters away. And no matter how fast he came from all directions, he could avoid it, and the same was true for bullets.

Han Luo was slightly hot, and he didn't care what boxing he practiced. All he had was a heart to study.

The father agreed, and the mother agreed.

Han Luo's heart was slightly warmed up. He finally had a master. Have he led himself to practice? And he was taught by someone with a high level of cultivation.

Martial Arts, I will definitely pursue you in this life.
Chapter completed!