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In the courtyard, Situ Qun looked at Adou and said helplessly: "Brother Liu, you have to think about it! You have no eyes on your fists!"

Adou nodded, and Situ Qun continued, "Brother Liu, my boxing technique is called Emei Tongbing Fist, which is a ancestral boxing technique. You must be careful!"

Adou sighed. It seemed that the possibility of asking Situ Qun to take action first seemed too great. So Adou took a step forward and then punched him.

This is exactly the move of Wudang Changquan, which was introduced to Wudang!

Wudang Changquan is an introductory martial arts set by the Wudang School. Although it is an introductory martial arts, the actual combat effectiveness is not weak at all. Most people do not have a few years of hard work and cannot practice Wudang Changquan well.

Liu Chan entered Wudang at the age of three in his previous life, but he began to learn Wudang Changquan. After decades of practice, Wudang Changquan has become superb, so A Dou, a punch that seems very ordinary to outsiders, actually contains countless practices.

Before the fist arrived, the fist wind arrived first. Situ Qun did not expect that Adou's ordinary punch actually contained such a fist wind. This ordinary punch seemed to have been tempered after thousands of tempers.

When Situ Qun saw A Dou's fist, he was not vague and dodged A Dou's fist.

But at this moment, Adou had already kicked his leg.

Emei Tongbing Fist originally evolved based on the movements of monkeys. Flexibility is one of its characteristics. Situ Qun did not move and rush, and avoided several punches in succession.

At this time, Situ Qun didn't dare to underestimate Adou anymore. Originally, Situ Qun just thought Adou was a young master from a big family who came out to play, but he didn't expect Adou's martial arts to be so high. I really don't know how he practiced it at a young age.

However, Situ Qun's martial arts skills were also good. During this period, Situ Qun jumped gently and suddenly jumped three meters away. Then the power of the landing rebounded and rushed towards A Dou.

In Situ Qun's opinion, A Dou is still a child. Although his boxing skills are exquisite, his strength is definitely not as good as his own, so Situ Qun chose to fight with A Dou.

If A Dou uses internal strength, it is definitely higher than Situ Qun's strength than Situ Qun. However, after all, the two of them are not fighting each other in life and death. Once they use internal strength, it will damage Situ Qun's internal organs. Therefore, A Dou is not prepared to use internal strength. The wind of A Dou's fist changes, and the original Wudang Changquan suddenly becomes Tai Chi.

Tai Chi is a unique Wudang skill. The essence of Wudang’s ancestor Zhang Sanfeng’s life learning is all in this Tai Chi. Zhang Sanfeng’s understanding of martial arts is naturally far higher than Situ Xuankong, the ancestor of the Situ family. Therefore, when A Dou changed to Tai Chi, Situ Qun on the opposite side suddenly felt powerful and incapable of being able to do it.

After more than a dozen moves, Situ Qun also realized that A Dou's martial arts were above him, especially the boxing technique he used in the end, which was soft in hardness, and was extremely strange, completely different from the martial arts he had learned before! With this boxing technique alone, A Dou became a master of the previous generation.

But a master who is less than fifteen years old is too terrible!

Situ Qun stopped and clasped his fists at Adou: "Brother Liu, I'm underestimating. How dare you ask what boxing method you used later?"

Adou also stopped his fist and said, "Brother Situ, I'll give in. This set of boxing is called Tai Chi! It's the essence of what the ancestors have learned throughout their lives!"

"Tai Chi..." Situ Qun recalled: "This boxing technique is extraordinary. Your ancestor is really a genius! I wonder if this ancestor is alive?"

"It's gone!" A Dou said.

Situ Qun nodded: "Oh, it's a pity. It would be great if he could see the charm of this senior!"

Adou smiled awkwardly. You know, his ancestor Zhang Sanfeng has not been born yet.

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At the foot of Mount Emei, there is a Taoist temple called the Golden Pin Temple. This Golden Pin Temple is backed by the majestic Guangming Mountain. Facing the exquisite phoenix bag, the four-level palace in the inner temple is hidden among the green pines and cypresses. It is really quite large in scale.

Originally, this place was also a place with a lot of incense, and there were countless pilgrims coming here to burn incense on weekdays. Otherwise, the Golden Pin Temple would not have such a large scale.

But now, this Golden Pin Temple has no longer the glory of the past. The houses in the temple have been disrepaired and dilapidated. The yard is overgrown with weeds, and the dust in front of the door is more than one foot thick. Even the Sanqing statues in the main hall are scattered to the ground.

A middle-aged Taoist priest leaned against the statue of Taishang Laojun, holding a wine pot in his hand, drinking a small wine happily. Next to him was a huge incense burner, and the incense ash in the incense burner had already been scattered on the ground. Behind the incense burner, there was a Taoist priest in desolate clothes sleeping, with a sloppy face covered with greasy clothes wrapped around his body.

The middle-aged Taoist priest gently shook the wine pot and found that there was no wine in the pot, so he shouted at the top of his throat: "Xujing, there is no wine, go and give wine to the teacher!"

A 14 or 15-year-old Taoist priest ran out from behind. The priest was pale and thin, wearing a wide old Taoist robe with patches on it.

The little Taoist priest was embarrassed and said, "Master, we have no money in the temple. Even the money for buying rice this month has been taken to buy wine by the master!"

"What, are you rich? Alas..." The middle-aged Taoist priest sighed and took out two greasy eldest sons from his arms and threw them to the little Taoist priest. At the same time, he muttered: "I remember that when we watched the people coming and going in Jinding, we were in a constant stream of pilgrims..."

"Okay, senior brother, let alone back then, you have said this dozens of times!" At this time, the Taoist priest who was sleeping next to him had woken up, and the Taoist priest who was sleeping was up, ignoring the incense ash on his head, he said, "I said senior brother, since the master died, our Golden Ding Temple has been worse than one day! Back then... Humph, that's the old almanac of many years ago!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest glared at the other party and found that the other party was about to lie down to sleep again. He said angrily: "It's all because of you! If you didn't sleep all day and don't receive pilgrims, how could our Jinding Temple do this?"

Hearing the accusations of the middle-aged Taoist priest, the sloppy Taoist priest got up and pointed at the nose of the middle-aged Taoist priest and cursed: "You still have the face to say to me, you are the senior brother! When the master said that the Golden Ding Temple was handed over to you, so that you could carry forward the Golden Ding Temple. But not only did you not care about anything, you also secretly watched the incense money given by the pilgrims in your house all day long to buy wine! Our Golden Ding Temple has become what we are today, and it is not all because of you!"

"Hmph, I just took some money to drink some wine. You are so good, I took the money to gamble! Don't forget that the master said that he would hand over the Golden Ding Temple to you and me! You have a share too!"

At this moment, the little Taoist priest ran in happily.

When the middle-aged Taoist priest saw that the little Taoist priest had come in, he frowned: "Didn't I ask you to drink? Why are you back so soon?"

The little Taoist priest replied unhappily: "Master, there are two pilgrims outside... outside!"

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Many readers may not like to read the recent chapters. In fact, Greedy has always been thinking about how to let Adou develop some of his own power. If three years ago, Greedy could write about the protagonist's turtle spirit, and then military generals and civil officials flocked like dogs; or the protagonist met a fierce man on the roadside, and became the brother of a certain powerful man in a few words, and then he followed you wholeheartedly... Greedy could also write such a plot, but the Three Kingdoms are different from the Three Kingdoms in the past, and readers are more rational. Some people wrote this three years ago, which was an innovation. Today, three years later, Greedy would write this one. Is it a brainless person? Are those famous officials and generals fools who come to surrender to an Adou who has no power and no power? It would be better to surrender to Liu Bei directly!

So in the end, Gengchuan introduced the sect, not only for the so-called martial arts elements, but more importantly, to arrange some forces for the protagonist more reasonably. It is also the same. Gengchuan went through all the troubles to arrange so many things, including the gold of the three evil spirits of Bajun, the newly acquired younger brother Situ Qun, and today's Golden Pin Temple. Of course, if you have any better suggestions for the development of A Dou, you can come to the book review area to tell Gengchuan. Gengchuan should be able to end the plot of Mount Emei today.
Chapter completed!