"Okay, I'll call you here today to chat. I believe you also read the secret book of "Zhenwu Boxing" yesterday. What do you think of this Zhenwu Boxing?" Minghua's words changed, changed the topic, and said.

"Well. It's so profound, difficult to understand. It seems that I understand it, but in fact I have only a little understanding, but I forgot it all when I turn back to practice." Ren Yixun waved it in the morning, but the originally clear picture suddenly turned into normality in his mind, which was really unpredictable.

"Serious, difficult to understand? It can be said that. The essence of Zhenwu boxing lies in the word "wu", what is martial arts? Wu is the art of fighting, and the art of fighting is profound and profound, and there is a word "wu" that can be summarized. Therefore, if you want to practice Zhenwu boxing, you must first understand the word "wu". Wu can be as fierce as the wind, as brave as the beast, as continuous as the river. It has no true meaning, but it has artistic conception, which is also the mystery of Zhenwu boxing." After Minghua said that, he glanced at Ren Yixun, with a gentle look on his face.

"The disciple is dull, but still doesn't understand." Although Ren Yixun understands the literal meaning, if he wants to combine words and martial arts, he still has only a little understanding and can never find the truth.

"No need to understand too much, that will only restrict you even more. Zhenwu boxing is not ordinary boxing techniques, it is very different from other martial arts. Let me use the previous move, the sea-shaking style. Let me show you." After saying that, Zhenren Minghua stood up slightly, his face full of calmness.

The next second, he was already floating in the air, standing with his hands behind his back, and his whole body emitted a terrifying aura. His feet fell to the ground, his hands and feet spread out, and his speed was not fast but had a terrifying law. He danced in the void. His steps were gentle, but as his palms waving, the void twisted, as if a wave appeared in the air, spreading slightly. Finally, he fisted out and hit the pillar in the air.

Then, an exquisite fist mark appeared on the thick pillar, and even the dust was not left behind, as if nothing was wrong. But that was even more amazing. The martial artist's hand strength continued to deepen as his cultivation level. At the seventh level of the transport realm, he had 700 kilograms of hand power, and it was even easier to crack the stone, but it was even more difficult to control the strength and make a handprint from the air to prevent the stone pillar from cracking.

At this time, Ren Yixun was already standing there, his eyes full of shock.

"This sea-shaking style is a move that opens and closes and swallows mountains and rivers, but in my hands, the breath can be condensed and the power can gather and never disperse. Do you know why this is?" Zhenren Minghua stood there, looking at Ren Yixun with his eyes and said.

"Is it artistic conception? When I see that the head teacher's palm is waving, what I pay attention to is not strength, but gentleness, but the gentleness makes the power even more intense, as if there is a continuous internal force. Pushing and pulling and roting." Ren Yixun said.

"Internal strength? Tao does not say that. Zhenwu boxing focuses on martial arts, martial arts, martial arts. Martial arts are dead, people are alive, and only people can create new martial arts when they are alive. And this Zhenwu boxing is such martial arts. It does not have the prescribed martial arts and martial arts skills. He focuses on martial arts, man, and the artistic conception of the combination of man and martial arts. Do you understand this way?" Minghua Zhenren said with a smile.

"How is this possible?" Ren Yixun was so surprised that he could not add it. Ren Yixun practiced a lot of martial arts, but each martial art has its own body and martial arts, but Zhenwu boxing is another kind of existence. It seems to pay attention to moves, but it pays more attention to oneself. This is simply an impossible martial art.

"Nothing is impossible. Maybe you can't understand it now, but in the future, you will understand it when your cultivation is improved. Let's retreat now. Go and understand my words well, practice hard, and don't let Elder Mu Shi down for you." After saying that, Zhenren Minghua turned around and left, and walked towards the center of the hall.

"Yes, the head teacher." Ren Yixun hurriedly said goodbye, and at the same time remembered the words of Minghua Zhenren in his heart, not daring to be negligent at all.

As time passed, Ren Yixun passed by this tense day. In the blink of an eye, half a month passed, and it was the day he should leave.

Everyone first met in the hall, bid farewell to the head sect and the senior brothers in the inner palace, and then returned to their own palace to say goodbye to their master.

At this moment, Ren Yixun was standing opposite the old man Mushi, with a respectful look on his face. Although the old man Mushi did not love believers, his love for him was meticulous, otherwise he would not have asked the head teacher to teach "Zhenwu Fist". You should know that it is a core martial arts book in the inner palace, an existence of the earth-level martial arts, and it is to help the martial artists more understand the tangible and unqualitative martial arts artistic conception. It is a very advanced martial art.

"It seems that you have made great progress. I can clearly feel that your energy and spirit strength has increased a little. Remember, don't stop meditation, especially when you are physically and mentally exhausted, your cultivation of energy and spirit will become more and more significant. It's time for you to leave. I believe that the brothers who set out with you have already been waiting for you outside the sect." The old man Mushi said.

"Yes, master." Ren Yixun looked at the old man with a look of gratitude on his face. In the past half month, he made great progress. Not only did he learn the first ten moves of Zhenwu boxing, but he also learned the seventh seal of the Star and Moon God Seal, "Rain Seal", and his spirit became more full. In addition, even his artistic conception has improved greatly, which is far from half a month ago and cannot be compared with that.

"Okay, let's go. After this assessment, I have something to do." The old man Mushi waved his hand slightly, without any fluctuations on his face.

"Yes." Ren Yixun hurriedly got up and left, walked out of the sect, and soon disappeared from the sight of the old man Mushi.

Outside the sect, there were several young talents standing, led by Li Shenze, who were all the top three in the inner sect assessment and were also the team that represented the sect to Jiangling City for the Wutong Student Assessment. They were Li Shenze, Cao Jialiang, Wu Lin, Xue Guangning, Jia Jiangnan, Zhang Tiancheng, Yu Wei and seven others.

When these people saw Ren Yixun, they waved their hands to express their welcome. Ren Yixun hurriedly walked towards them, showing a gentle look on their faces. With half a month of contact, everyone also communicated with each other. Although they had not talked about anything, they were quite friendly. Except for Xue Guangning, everyone else expressed their friendship.

So after half a month, I was very happy.

"Let's go. It's your slowest." Jia Jiangnan walked quickly, with a smile on his face and said.

"Well. Let's go." Ren Yixun looked at Jia Jiangnan and smiled. Among the seven people, only Jia Jiangnan and Ren Yixun had the deepest friendship. They were both opponents and friends, and now they talked about everything, but they could be said to be unfair and acquaintance.

The eight people gathered together, boarded their horses and drove towards the east, leaving a wisp of smoke and dust on the mountain road, disappearing.
Chapter completed!