One person and three dogs, the heavens walk sideways

Chapter 87

Chapter 84 The Back of the Bone Mirror Sealed with Seal of Fire Paint (Subscribe)
"Yesterday I let you rest for a day, and today I will officially teach you Chinese martial arts."

"Before laying the foundation, I want to ask you a question."

Wan Yu looked at Qiu Sheng Wencai coldly: "What is a national art!"

Wen Cai hurriedly said: "Strengthen your body, cultivate your body and cultivate your character!"

Qiusheng was still in a daze, his mind was not here at all, how could Dong Xiaoyu recover in a day or two.

Wan Yu didn't bother to care about it either, Qiu Sheng was a good seedling, but this seedling had long been crooked.

Not as good as Wencai, although he is stupid, but after so many years of teaching with Uncle Jiu, he is more stable than Qiusheng.

"Wen Cai is right and wrong!"

"Guoshu, why is it called Guoshu, with a national character, it is the art of protecting the country!"

"National martial arts, most of them originated from the art of killing on the battlefield, and the art of protecting the country, which is embodied on the battlefield, is to kill the enemy and protect the country!"

"Therefore, the essence of national art is: only killing the enemy, not performing the art, it is a killing skill!"

"In modern times, the evolution of Chinese boxing techniques is flourishing, and boxing techniques and boxing styles are changing in thousands of ways. The ultimate point is to kill the enemy!"

"Secondly, national art is the way to keep in good health and strengthen your body!"

Wan Yu's voice was Lang Lang: "When I practice Chinese martial arts, the first thing I want to do is to keep a bad breath in my heart!"

"If you don't have a bad breath in your heart, how can you have the power to bully others!"

"Today, what I want to teach you is to keep a bad breath in your heart!"

"Wen Cai, come with me!"

Striding out of the yard, Qiu Sheng followed behind like a walking corpse.

Uncle Jiu sighed, didn't say anything, just watched the few people leave in his heart.

……

In the deep forest of Xishan, Wan Yu's eyes turned cold: "The quickest way to keep the bad breath in your heart is to kill!"

"First kill the beast, then kill!"

"Today, your task is to kill a wild beast alone, and your physique cannot be under a hundred catties!"

"Those who can't complete the task will stay in the mountains and forests!"

Wen Cai had a bitter look on his face: "Uncle, Master often said that all things have spirits, do we have no compassion for killing wild animals?"

Wan Yu nodded: "You are right, compassion, what is compassion?"

"As long as you have the ability, if you don't bully the weak, that is compassion. This wild beast in the mountains has been harassing the farmers near Renjia Town all the year round. It is already evil. You kill it, and you are showing mercy. .”

"I don't care what means you use, I need to see something before six o'clock tonight."

After finishing speaking, Wan Yu turned and left, sat down at the foot of the mountain, closed his eyes and meditated.

As time passed, the sky slowly darkened, and two figures descended from the west mountain with their things on their backs.

Wen Cai walked in front, his whole body was stained with blood, and he carried a wild boar weighing about [-] catties on his back, and his stomach was cut open.

Qiu Sheng was carrying a [-]-jin wild boar, and his eyes regained some light.

"Uncle Master."

Wan Yu nodded in satisfaction: "Very well, let's go back with the boar on our backs."

For these two prey, the two did not use spells, but relied on themselves to fight. This is what Wan Yu is satisfied with.

People who practice martial arts can't keep the bad breath in their chests, and the punches they practice are all soft.

How do you fight if you don't have the momentum to attack people?
In Chinese martial arts, the first thing to do is to beat people, and the second is to rely on the furnace of blood to smelt ghosts.

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In Yizhuang, Uncle Jiu looked at the two wild boars in front of him and the bloody smell on the two apprentices, and his face frowned: "How did you make it like this?"

Wan Yu said lightly: "This is the only way to go. Take a bad breath today and teach Chinese martial arts tomorrow, and the effect will be much better."

"Oh, sorry for the inconvenience, Fellow Daoist!"

After tidying up the wild boar, Uncle Jiu took half of the wild boar and handed it to Wan Yu: "Fellow Daoist, take it back and eat."

"It's okay, I don't lack meat, I'll leave this stuff for them to replenish their bodies, and it will consume a lot of energy to practice boxing later on."

After speaking, Wan Yu turned and left.

This is only the first day, since Wan Yu has agreed to teach, he will do his best.

Wencai and Qiusheng are two people, but Wan Yu is more optimistic about Wencai.

Qiusheng may be able to see the threshold of Huajin if he has the opportunity in the future. As long as Wencai practice honestly, he will definitely become Huajin within 30 years!
Secondly, Guoshu is also a practice of heart-training, which can also benefit Wencai's future practice of Taoism.

At least it is not difficult to pass on the mantle of Uncle Jiu.

Early the next morning, Wan Yu led the two to warm up as usual, and then began to teach them the horse stance.

The foundation of Chinese martial arts must be laid well, and the two of them already have some foundation, and the foundation is not bad.

This also saved Wan Yu some effort.

The most important lesson is to go down and take the two to hunt every day.

Killing is not easy to operate, but hunting is completely fine.

Every time a beast was killed, the bad breath in the hearts of the two became stronger.

When they reach a limit, they need to find someone to let it out. Then this breath will become powerful, and the foundation of their martial arts will be formed.

The road ahead, if you practice hard, it won't be too bad.

Soldiers on the battlefield practice every day, and then pull them out to see the blood. This is not only to nourish their energy and momentum, but also to face life and death. Therefore, a veteran of many battles on the battlefield, practicing martial arts, kills people like mowing grass!

People have long engraved killing in their bones, and they do not go through nerves at all, it becomes instinct.

Moreover, veterans of hundreds of battles survived hundreds of battles, and they have a good understanding of the structure of the human body. Where is the easiest place to kill people, where is their sword.

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As time went by, the weather became colder and colder, and the chill in the air made fewer pedestrians on the street.

Most of the people who go shopping with stoves in their hands are noble ladies.

In Yizhuang, Uncle Jiu looked at the disciples who were changing and becoming more and more domineering day by day, and the smile on his face increased day by day.

Wan Yu held a Taoist scripture and sat opposite Uncle Jiu. He was still wearing unlined clothing, exuding a serene aura around him.

"Brother Dao, these three months are almost over, and the last step is left, what are you going to do?"

After closing the Taoist scriptures, Wan Yu took a sip of hot tea.

Uncle Jiu was lying on the rocking chair, looking out of the house: "The most indispensable thing in this world is robbers. If you walk around Renjia Town, this will be done."

"But don't worry about this, fellow daoists, I'll take them there."

"In three months, always let me see the results, and see who will pass on this mantle."

"That's fine. I'm also going to retreat in the next few days. During this period of time, I have made some progress with the help of Daoist Dojo."

"Well, this time is indeed troublesome fellow daoist."

In the courtyard, Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng were wearing short-sleeved clothes, and they walked with an air of aura, which did not show the vain air they had before.

There is a three-point non-anger self-prestige in the toughness, and they themselves feel it. The changes in personality, temperament, and even the current daily practice of luck can improve by three points.

The mana that has not been used for a long time is also slowly increasing, and the second ray of mana is also condensed.

So, after these three months, they are really grateful and respectful to Wan Yu.

The word "shishu" is spoken out of sincerity.

……

"Okay, Brother Dao, I'll go back first. It's cold today. Brother Dao, if you have time, you can invite Taoist Priest Four to come over for a talk. I have something I want to talk to Priest Four."

"It's easy to say, this is a simple matter. In a few days, Simu is chasing corpses. When he is free, I will send a letter to ask him to come and get together."

"it is good."

Leaving Yizhuang and returning home.

Wan Yu took out the long-sealed Qin Wangzhao bone mirror.

This mirror has been sealed since I saw it once, and I have never dared to take it out.

In the past three months, Wan Yu has made great progress!
Even he himself didn't think of it as big!

Right now, in the dantian, nine wisps of mana are flowing, without any feeling of vanity.

The blessings in the Nine Uncle Dojo, coupled with the ghost king inner alchemy refined by the black dragon, are emitting demonic power all the time and being absorbed by the black dragon.

It was reported to Wan Yu that at least three strands of mana were formed by the inner alchemy.

Now that the mana is enough, Wan Yu, the natal artifact, is on the agenda.

Qin Wang opened the bone mirror, and the dim light flickered, and a chill pierced through the bones, which was extremely chilling.

"I hope you won't lose your reputation."

King Qin's bone mirror, the thing of the eternal emperor, it can't be too bad after all, right?

Wan Yu collected his mind, put the bone mirror on the table, and got rid of all distracting thoughts.

Mana began to rush through the meridians, and the hands flickered, slowly blooming in the dark room.

The handprints change, and the illusory dao rhyme dances at Wan Yu's fingertips like free spirits.

With the end of the handprint, the light suddenly sank into the bone mirror, and Wan Yu sprayed hot air on the bone mirror with all his hard work.

Whoa!
The brilliance of the Bone Mirror flashed, and it floated into the air instantly, and a terrifying cold color suddenly spread from above.

clack clack...

The cold air surged out, covering the tables, stools, beds, and even the whole room with a layer of solid ice!
Even on Wan Yu's body, snow fell between his eyebrows at this moment, and the icicle reflected light.

But the hands did not dare to stop, endless changes, one after another prohibition were portrayed on the bone mirror.

The mana in the body is also being consumed crazily, and the light above the bone mirror is slowly getting brighter and brighter, like a clear moon rising in the room.

The copper rust on it also fell down one after another like sawdust, revealing the slightest visible mirror surface.

At this moment, the carvings on the lower sides of the eyes seem to be blooming with brilliance, as if they are about to come alive.

Especially the evil seal on the back, which was sealed with wax paint, suddenly fell off!

A surge of black light erupted instantly!

"Dry!"

Wan Yu let out a low growl, and the scene behind the bone-zhao mirror, which was sealed with a seal of wax to ward off evil spirits, was instantly revealed.

A sunken figure, at this moment, bloomed with terrifying light, melting the solid ice in the entire room.

"This is... Huoba?"

With horror in his eyes, this figure was wearing a crown facing the sky and a black claw dragon robe.

At first glance, the dignified, tall and stalwart figure seemed to occupy Wan Yu's heart.

His throat was throbbing, and the look of horror remained undiminished.

"Ancestral Dragon?"

(End of this chapter)