Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 354: Go back to the bamboo forest, see the teacher
"Tai Chi!"
Chen Luo hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to use "Tai Chi" as the true meaning of the first martial arts.
In terms of style, there is softness in the rigidity, and rigidity in the softness!
On the source, Zhang Sanfeng's housekeeping skills!
On actual combat, both offense and defense!
I feel like I can't lose anything.
It's up to you!
With a thought in his mind, Chen Luo was about to integrate the "Tai Chi" martial arts, when suddenly a green lotus broke through the door.
"Junior Brother, Junior Brother!"
Chen Luo was disturbed by the voice with a guilty conscience, his mind was disturbed, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.
"Huh?" Lang Feixian quickly transformed into a phantom in human form, and stepped forward with concern, "Little brother, what's wrong with you?"
Chen Luo raised his head and looked at Lang Feixian, wanting to cry but without tears.
At the same time, a faint veil of light enveloped Chen Luo——
Successfully condensed true meaning, officially entered the four thousand miles of martial arts, and entered the realm of martial arts.
"Yue Mengyao? Junior brother, you have condensed the true meaning of martial arts..." Lang Feixian was overjoyed, "It seems that your bad luck will not have any effect on your practice. By the way, that blood..."
Just as Chen Luo was about to speak, he suddenly felt pain in his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys, and he coughed a few more times.
Because of Lang Feixian's sudden intrusion, Chen Luo's thoughts were confused, and he suddenly thought of other martial arts for no reason. The martial arts that emerged in Luo's mind condensed and turned into the first true meaning of martial arts.
It's also boxing.
It is unparalleled in power, combining hardness and softness.
It can be regarded as first-class martial arts.
What kind of martial art is it? There is a poem that says it well——
"The qi of the five elements regulates yin and yang, damages the heart, injures the lungs and destroys the liver and intestines. Zang Lijing is frustrated and in a trance, and the three energizers are in reverse, and the soul is flying!"
Before hurting the enemy, hurt yourself first.
Seven injuries in one practice, all seven injuries.
Seven Injuries Fist!
This bad luck, no one else.
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The Qishangquan contains a total of seven different strengths, some are fierce, some are soft, some are soft, some are soft, some are horizontal, some are straight, some are retracted, and the end is A superior martial art.
Look at its martial arts formulas: "Heart Damage Jue", "Lung Injury Jue", "Liver Destruction Jue", "Tibetan Li Jue", "Spirit Lost Jue", "Mindless Jue", "Seven Jutsu" Hurt the final decision".
It will really kill you if you practice it!
Now, it has become Chen Luo's first martial arts true meaning.
"Elder brother, I...cough cough cough cough..." Chen Luo spat out another mouthful of blood. His cultivation base can naturally practice the Qishangquan, but after the Qishangquan has become a martial art, Chen Luo has to To withstand this kind of Seven Injuries Fist for a period of time. Fortunately, one layer can be adjusted every seven days, and it will be fully restored after seventy-nine days.
Chen Luo: (╯°Д°)╯︵┻━┻
What is this called!
Chen Luo explained the true meaning to Lang Feixian. Of course, Chen Luoyin dismissed the truth that he was wrongly selected because Lang Feixian broke in suddenly. Thumbs up.
"Little brother, you are so unlucky that you dare to choose such a martial art!"
"Brother, I have to praise you: Lang!"
Chen Luo let out a long sigh, and then his lungs felt painful again.
What should I do? My senior brother, I can't beat him to death either!
Chen Luo said helplessly, "Brother, when will you be looking for me?"
"Oh, Lord Shangshan is here." Only then did Lang Feixian think of the business, "She said she found a solution to this year's bad luck!"
"Really?" Chen Luo was overjoyed, and hurriedly got up and was about to go out. Suddenly, his mind was in a trance, he couldn't stand firmly, he staggered, and fell straight out the door...
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"Shangshan Taoist Lord, what is there... cough cough cough... solution... cough cough cough... solve my... cough cough cough...bad luck?" Chen Luo saw Zheng Heyun as soon as he entered the living room Daoist Shangshan, whom Siyao chatted in detail, didn't care about etiquette, so he asked directly.
When Yun Siyao saw Chen Luo's appearance, he frowned suddenly: "You stayed in the room well, why did you get hurt like this again?" Thinking of Chen Luo's current weird situation, he paused, but the hand holding Chen Luo's wrist did not let go.
Chen Luo smiled: "Sister, don't worry, it's because of the true meaning of martial arts. I'll explain it later." Then, he looked at Daoist Shangshan again: "Mr. Daoist, please tell me if there is any way to help you. Well, Chen Luoding will repay you!"
Shangshan Taoist quickly got up and bowed, and said: "Chen Daoist is too polite, you should not say such a statement."
"The poor Taoist sent the situation of Daoist Chen back to the Daoist Palace, and the Daoist Palace invited a Daoist to deduce it himself, and finally came to the conclusion that Daoist Chen's fate cannot be solved!"
"Ah? There's no way to solve it?" Chen Luo was taken aback for a moment, what do you call finding a solution.
"Don't worry, Daoist Chen, listen to the poor Taoist."
"The Taoist master's luck comes from the test of the heavens. Even if the Taoist goes to the barren sky or casts spells to isolate the test of the heavens, he can only delay it. As long as he enters the sensing range of the heavens, he must endure this year. "
"Besides..." Daoist Shangshan glanced at Chen Luo, and there was a slight uncontrollable smile on his calm face, "Master Chen is so compassionate and blew up the Tianmen!"
"The sky is sleeping, maybe the Taoist master made the sky have a nightmare!"
"This bad luck is worse."
Chen Luo looked innocent.
Can this be my fault?
I tm thought you were an automatic sensor door!
Seeing Chen Luo's appearance from afar, Yun Si couldn't bear it, and interrupted: "Dao Jun, tell me what you can do."
Dear senior sister!
Shangshan Daojun said: "For the present plan, run!"
"Run?"
Shangshan Taoist nodded and continued to explain: "Chen Daoist should not stay in one place for a long time, otherwise this bad luck will only accumulate and deepen, and eventually turn into a murder."
"Chen Daozhu is clearing the way for the human race, and he is protected by the luck of the human race. Today, the luck of the human race is strong, and Daoist Chen can use the luck of the human race to dispel the disaster of the dark clouds, just like a bird returning to the forest and a fish returning to the sea."
Chen Luo is thoughtful.
Dao Gong means that as long as I run fast enough, bad luck can't catch up with me?
Yun Siyao's eyes flickered: "But junior brother, if he travels six thousand miles, he will definitely attract the attention of others. Especially the hostile ones. Wouldn't it be more dangerous for junior brother to leave Dong Cang?"
Shangshan Daojun shook his head: "How do you know that sitting at home will not cause disasters?"
"If you take the initiative, you can still guess where the danger comes from! If you let Tiandao take action, there will be no trace."
"Furthermore, misfortune depends on fortune, and fortune rests on misfortune. Although this fortune is negative, there are opportunities in it. The so-called good luck turns bad, and good fortune comes in death."
Shangshan Daoist bowed again: "This is all the words of the poor Taoist. How Taoist Chen chooses depends on the Taoist's own mind."
When Yun Siyao heard the words, she also looked at Chen Luo. Chen Luo thought for a while, and saluted Shangshan Daojun: "Thank you Daojun, thank you Daogong!"
"I will think about it."
Shangshan Daojun returned the gift: "Master Taoist is polite!"
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Sending Lord Shangshan away, Yun Siyao returned to the hall, looked at Chen Luo who was carefully sitting on the chair, and asked.
"Senior sister, what do you think?" Chen Luo didn't rush to answer, he wanted to hear Yun Siyao's opinion.
Yun Siyao was silent, and after serious thinking for a while, he nodded: "What Taoism said is indeed a truth."
"Little brother, you opened the gate of heaven for the human race and decided to practice, so you will naturally be blessed by the fate of the human race. The prosperity of the world and the prosperity of the human race are all due to the fate of the race!"
"Those thousand-year-old cities and hundreds of generations of foundations may really dispel this terrible fate."
"It's just...the road ahead is difficult."
Chen Luo nodded: "Since you want to get rid of the test of the law of heaven, you have to go through the mountains of swords and seas of fire."
"Shangshan Daoist is right, sit at home, don't know if disaster will come from the sky?"
"Instead of worrying about it, I would rather go to those thousand-year-old cities you mentioned, Sixth Senior Sister, to have a look at the centuries-old foundation of the human race, and see the elegance of the human race that I opened the gate of heaven for alone!"
Seeing Chen Luo's firm eyes, Yun Siyao asked, "Have you figured it out?"
Chen Luo smiled: "Sixth senior sister, the teacher once made an appointment with me, when the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, when the master and apprentice meet again."
"Now the winter is gone, and the spring will come."
"Let's go for a while."
"Go to Lingzhou, enter the bamboo forest, and pay homage to the teacher!"
Qinglian floated to Chen Luo's hand, and a voice came out: "Yes, it's time to go back!"
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This is exactly:
Han Qiu left Beijing for Dongcang, and the song "Farewell" broke my heart~IndoMTL.com~ The war in the northern region is chaotic, and planning to build the city is costly.
First open the martial arts mission field, and then set up the military academy Feng Temple.
Repeatedly entering the barbarian sky, he is very courageous and often retreats from the enemy with strange writings.
The gate of heaven towers across the road ahead, and Sanshu's ambition is to transform Kangzhuang.
With no regrets, drive six thousand miles, and fight against ten thousand trillion bad luck with one shoulder.
The potential dragon soars the scales and claws of the abyss, and the breast tiger roars and the beasts panic.
Dong Cang Li Wu Ri is rising, and the road to the sky is thousands of miles long.
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