Half-demon Raising Immortals

Chapter 34
A two-story wooden building was built in the backyard of the tea tavern.

There are four rooms on the first floor, two rooms and a study on the second floor.

On the night when Dahan was assigned to the room, he carried old Hantou's luggage on his back.

Lu Tong completely handed over the affairs of the tea tavern to Dahan and Erhu, who read books, learned boxing, practiced elephant stakes, and practiced spells every day.

Wanyu Cave, in a practice room.

Lu Tong's whole body was immersed in the artesian water, and countless tiny water streams covered his whole body, moving tendons, supporting bones, and pressing flesh, assisting his practice like a stake.

Zhu Fan sat on the rock and said:
"In the practice of elephant stakes, the tendons first, then the bones, and finally the flesh."

"Tendons start from the hands and feet, and have both strength and strength. When the fascia is formed, the bones and flesh move accordingly!"

"Bone, if you cut your teeth, it will grow, the foundation of solid..."

"Flesh, blood is like a wheel, and the dantian is strong. Flesh and flesh are full of flesh and blood. If the mind is light, it will be as hard as a feather, and if the mind is heavy, it will be as hard as gold and stone."

Explain the key points of the joints of the elephant pile one by one.

Zhu Fan glanced at the timing incense next to him, put away his mana from the formation and said, "Master Lu, this is the last time you use artesian water. Is there anything you don't understand about the elephant pile?"

Lu Tong shook his head, crawled out of the pool, washed briefly and changed into a cotton robe.

It is not difficult to get started with elephant piles.

It's rare to persist every day, and practice the muscles, bones, and flesh little by little with water.

During practice, there is no sense of progress at all.

So it is very exhausting to learn.

Zhu Fan said: "Baina Quan has a total of 72 moves and two spells, and you have basically mastered them. You have also learned a few moves. What I promised back then is a set of stick moves, and I will teach you all of them on the last day tonight."

Lu Tong frowned: "The last night? Can you learn the stick technique in one night?"

"It's not difficult! With the talent of shopkeeper Lu, maybe he will return after reading it once. What do you think a stick is?"

Although Lu Tong has never learned weapons.

But after reading a lot of books recently, I am no longer the little half-demon who knew nothing at the beginning.

"Sticks, blunt soldiers. Usually..."

"wrong."

Zhu Fan interrupted Lu Tong for the first time, and said with a light smile, "A stick is a fist!"

He flipped his wrist, and a short blue stick appeared in his hand.

It is only two feet long and the goose eggs are thick.

Zhu Fan took two steps back and began to wave the short stick in his hand.

Lu Tong was a little puzzled at first, but his eyes lit up after a few tricks.

This set of stick techniques is clearly the "Baina Boxing" performed with a stick!
One of the tricks is to rub the edge of the snake.

Originally, it was a sideways blow with the front of the fist, but when it was used with a stick, it became a light tap with the head of the stick.

After Zhu Fan finished playing a set, he put away the short stick and replaced it with a long stick that was as long as his body, and started to move around again.

"Shopkeeper Lu, the short stick is ruthless, and the long stick is evil."

"Of the 72 moves in "Bainaquan", 48 moves are fierce and suitable for short sticks; the remaining 24 moves are more varied and false, and suitable for long sticks."

"Using sticks to make punches, mainly point sticks."

"It's the hardest to hit a stick..."

Zhu Fan beat while talking, and the stick came out like rain, creating a gust of wind in the room.

After half a stick of incense, he put away his stick and stood still, his bulging muscles, like a group of snakes returning to their holes, burrowed under the skin and disappeared.

Zhu Fan let out a breath and said, "Will you meet?"

Lu Tong nodded, cupped his hands and said: "These days, it's hard work for Mr. Zhu to give advice!"

Although it is a deal between the two.

But people are not grass and trees. After getting along these days, some friendships have already been formed.

Lu Tong invited: "Old Zhu, we still have time tonight, how about going to my tavern for a drink?"

"I'm dissatisfied with Shopkeeper Lu. I've saved enough money and bought a house in the countryside. I'm leaving Yunying City at dawn."

Lu Tong was momentarily at a loss for words.

Looking at the white-haired majestic old man in front of him, his mood was very complicated.

Unlike old Hantou, Zhu Fan is a monk who has truly pursued the way of immortality.

Life is full of ups and downs, how many tribulations.

In the end, he practiced for nothing and could only spend the rest of his life in the countryside.

"I have a question, please ask Mr. Zhu to clarify."

"But it's okay to ask!"

Lu Tong said seriously: "If you have a choice, Mr. Zhu would rather die by the enemy's sword, or die old in a country house."

After a long silence, Zhu Fan let out a long sigh, turned and left.

Lu Tong felt very clearly that Zhu Fan's broad, mountain-like back bowed down.

……

Get out of the practice cave.

The golden-haired camel, which had been waiting outside for a long time, immediately rushed over and knelt down on all fours.

"Auspicious master! Old rules, go up to rest? Ruqing, Muya, Nianfeng, they are all waiting."

"No, go back to the tea tavern."

The golden-haired camel was a little disappointed, but he didn't dare to say a word.

Lu Tong straddled it, leaned on the hump and closed his eyes.

When he asked Zhu Fan just now, he was actually asking himself.

With his ingenuity, it is very easy to live a stable life.

But if you want to pursue immortality, it can be said that you have a narrow escape.

Ever since sending that letter, Lu Tong often had the feeling that a catastrophe was about to happen in an instant, and he couldn't help feeling a little retreat in his heart.

Back to the tea tavern.

The golden-haired camel knelt down, pulled out a feather from the long hair under the neck, and said courteously: "Whenever the master wants to go up the mountain for fun, just burn the hair. The little one will come and carry the master himself."

"understood."

Lu Tong put away the hair, turned around and opened the door to go in.

It was pitch black in the tea tavern.

Lu Tong shouted, "Dahan?"

Dahan used to sit behind the counter and wait every time I came back.

Although there are many rooms in the backyard, Dahan is used to sleeping under Lu Tong's bed.

There is no sound.

Lu Tong went to the counter and groped for the oil lamp on the counter.

The oil lamp came on.

On a table in the center of the hall, half a bowl of leftover tea was placed.

Lu Tong frowned and called out, "Er Hu, where have you been?"

Still no one answered.

Holding the oil lamp, Lu Tong searched the tea tavern.

He walked into the backyard again and searched up and down the wooden building, but he didn't see a single figure.

Dahan, Erhu, and Lao Hantou are all gone.

Lu Tong returned to the tea tavern, sat next to the bowl of residual tea, stared at it for a while, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

Too quiet.

Since entering the door, there has been no sound at all when walking, opening the door, and bumping into tables and chairs.

Countless cold air rushed out, instantly crawling up the back.

Lu Tong gritted his teeth, forced himself to calm down, and slapped the table hard.

Dead silence.

What's even weirder is that the hands don't feel anything.

The residual tea in the tea bowl did not fluctuate in any way.

He stared blankly at the tea bowl, the world in front of him became more and more blurred.

After a trance.

Lu Tong looked around again, the street, the door panel, and the plaque. On the plaque, there were five words "Liangyao Tea Tavern".

It was still outside the tea tavern.

Did it never go in?

Lu Tong took a deep breath and slowly opened the door.

"Squeak~"

The ear-piercing sound of the door shaft rubbing against each other seemed extremely pleasant at this time.

The door is open.

An oil lamp was lit on the counter, and Dahan was sitting beside him.

There is a teacup on the table in the center of the hall.

Behind the teacup, a nun raised her head with a smile on her face.

(End of this chapter)