My Immortal Big Missy Chapter 500: 1st generation master

"Wow! Great!" The crowd of onlookers let out exclamations again and again. I don't know if there is any support, but Yang Guo can't stand it anymore!

"Well...Where is it?" Yang Guo looked at it and covered his forehead and covered his eyes, for fear that his strange eyes would be discovered by the other party.

This Wusong Road Chief’s Tai Chi is still good for viewing. Several routines of Songxi Tai Chi are well played, and the robes are waved elegantly, but the so-called "experts watch the doorways, laymen watch the excitement", Yang Guo is just a glance See the problem.

Wu Song Daochang's kung fu is more than smooth, but weak. Don’t think that Tai Chi pays attention to harmony between man and nature, and you don’t need to work hard. The power of the master is skillful. You can squeeze, squeeze, squeeze, and press. Every move can be played vigorously. It's collapsed, I really can't see it.

Of course, it's also possible that people don't work hard at all, they are simply lazy. But Yang Guo definitely ruled out this possibility. Chinese martial arts, no matter which sect, requires the most basic kung fu of horse stance.

How can you play against other people if you can't make a stable pace and the next game is unstable? It fell down with just one push.

So whether you are a real master or a fake master, the basic skills of the soles of the feet cannot be pretended! Dao Wusong estimated that he had practiced horse stance for a period of time when he was learning Tai Chi. He learned that, but he must have not practiced it earnestly. During Tengnuo Bangda, the pace was a little shaky. People who didn’t know thought it was Tai Chi. That's what I want to bluff!

Disappointed, Yang Guo actually heard praise from the onlookers, saying that Daochang Wusong is the number one master of Qingyang Palace Boxing Gym, or a member of the Provincial Taoist Association. If it weren't for so many people around, Yang Guo would want to laugh.

This is also a master... Randomly find a small **** on the street who often fights, I guess Mr. Wusong can't beat it.

Yang Guo saw Song Zhiwen being pulled out of the crowd by the short Chen Anlan, smiled, and Yang Guo also left with Qiqi.

"Is this going?" After squeezing out, Song Zhiwen asked in a puzzled manner, "Aren't you looking for a master?"

"Yes, we are looking for a master, obviously this is not." Yang Guo smiled.

"Isn't it? I think he played very well." Song Zhiwen is the kind of layman watching the fun.

"This is amazing?" Chen Anlan was irritated by Song Zhiwen and laughed, "I really don't know what your vision is. This Tai Chi is the one you said your grandpa also practiced is good!"

The set of punches that Chen Anlan fought in Kunming at that time was beautiful, creative, and real kung fu. In the eyes of Song Zhiwen, it was not as good as the health Tai Chi played by a pseudo-master! Chen Anlan couldn't get angry at the thought of this.

"Papa is the best!" Qiqi suddenly interjected proudly, "I can fight so many bad guys in Papa!"

Yang Guo smiled and touched Qiqi's head, and said affectionately: "We will be very good after Qiqi."

"If you see it, you don't have eyesight!" Chen Anlan concluded.

"Well, how do we find the master you mentioned?" Song Zhiwen raised his hand and asked.

"I guess not." Yang Guo shook his head and said, "I just heard people say that this Wusong Daoist is already the most powerful, which means that there are no internal masters in Qingyang Palace."

"Maybe someone is hiding it?" Song Zhiwen said.

Chen Anlan also looked at Yang Guo hopefully.

Yang Guo smiled and said: "Look at what I am doing? According to my analysis, An Lan, the Taoist Master Mengyang you mentioned, has either already died or left Qingyang Palace."

"Qingyang Palace is actually not big." Yang Guo explained to them patiently, "Look at it roughly, I guess there are only about 20 Taoist priests, and the others are all staff in the scenic spot. If Taoist Mengyangzi paid Before, that aunt would not say that she had never heard of this name."

"Yes!" Song Zhiwen nodded and said, "This is not like Shaolin Temple. If there are really masters, they can't be hidden from the current system, and if they are getting older, they would have served as the leader of some Taoist association. "

"The Daoist Wusong just now belongs to the Taoist Association." Yang Guo said with a smile.

"It's a pity." Chen Anlan said with a sigh, "A clue is broken."

"Why are you looking for Daoist Meng Yangzi for?" Song Zhiwen asked strangely.

"I am the main inner disciple of our family's generation. According to tradition, I want to visit the world's masters. This is also a kind of travel." Chen Anlan explained, "I just don’t pay attention to these anymore, my father’s A generation has not done this."

"Short-sighted!" Song Zhiwen criticized, "Meeting friends while traveling, this event is so meaningful! I think it should be held more often."

"Okay, don't talk nonsense." Yang Guo smiled and pulled Song Zhiwen.

Chen Anlan gave Song Zhiwen a white look and continued: "Then I want to go on a whim and want to go the same way as the predecessors, and see if I can find some like-minded masters of internal skills to practice together and promote our Chinese martial arts together. So this time I came out, I went to my grandfather and asked him about some masters he knew before."

"How many did you find?" Yang Guo is very interested in this question.

"No." Chen Anlan said frustratedly, "Now there are fewer and fewer people practicing Kungfu. People who are close to each other have contact with our family. People like Meng Yangzi are far away, even my grandfather. I haven’t found a master that I haven’t met for decades."

"No one?" Song Zhiwen said puzzledly, "Where did they go? Was it eaten by a monster?"

"Several of them have moved and don't know where they are. Those who are still in the same place have basically passed away, and the juniors in the family have also lost their kung fu, and there are not many who have developed internal skills." Chen Anlan sighed. Said, "This time I came out, I saw one person, Yang Guo, who is better than me."

"By the way~IndoMTL.com~ I'm curious, you guys say that internal strength is really that difficult?" Song Zhiwen asked suspiciously.

"It's not difficult in ancient times. As long as you are willing to spend time and effort to practice, the general sect has internal skills masters. Of course, those who practiced to the level of Yang Guo brother were also masters in ancient times." Chen Anlan Some upturned, showing a cute smile, "It's difficult now, everyone doesn't have the patience to practice Kungfu."

"So, Yang Guo is very powerful?" Song Zhiwen opened his mouth and asked incredulously, "How powerful is it?"

"How do I know?" Chen Anlan gave Song Zhiwen a blank look and said, "I haven't seen ancient people again."

"However, Big Brother Yang Guo is still so young, he will definitely become a great master like Sun Lutang in the future!" Speaking of the back, stars appeared in the eyes of Chen Anlan looking at Yang Guo.

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