Chapter 16： Martial arts wizard (please collect and read)

Chapter 16 Martial Arts Wizard (Please collect and read)

Most people who want to give him gifts don’t have the means to do so.

He doesn’t lack those coins.

"I have only practiced the "Turtle Breath Nourishing Qi Kung", and I have never practiced other fist and kick techniques. I have practiced this health-preserving Kung Fu for a long time, day and night."

“If Mr. Shan doesn’t believe it, I’ll give you a drill.”

Weitu was silent for a moment and spoke out the speech he had prepared.

While speaking, Wei Tu also took out the album "Turtle Breath Nourishing Qigong" from his arms and handed it to Shan Wuju with both hands.

At Li Zhai, after achieving a small success in his health-preserving skills for a period of time, he gained the confidence to participate in martial arts and gain fame.

That was not because he was arrogant or aimless, but because he had compared the gap between himself and other martial arts masters in the county.

With three hundred kilograms of strength, ordinary martial artists really don’t have that much strength.

They just have more courage than ordinary people and are more proficient in swordsmanship.

That’s all.

Although ordinary martial arts masters can increase their strength by practicing martial arts, this is the result of practicing day and night. There is no small warm current like health-preserving skills that can transform the human body.

If the martial arts examination was really so easy, most martial arts masters would not be reduced to the guardians of wealthy families.

In addition, with a small success in maintaining health, Wei Tu's strength has reached 300 kilograms.

A few nights ago, he had achieved a breakthrough in his health-preserving skills. At this moment, his strength definitely exceeded 300 kilograms.

According to Wei Tu's estimate, his strength at this time should be around 400 kilograms.

"Day and night, practicing health-preserving skills..." Shan Wuju's face softened slightly after hearing this. He took the health-preserving skills album and said "good" at the same time.

These days, he has carefully observed Wei Tu, and indeed found signs that Wei Tu was practicing health-preserving skills every night.

It was just that the light in the front yard was dark, so he couldn't see clearly.

With the permission of Shanwuju, Wei Tu no longer hesitated. He walked with his feet in male and female steps, adjusted his breathing for a while, opened his posture, and began to practice the pile skills of "Turtle Breath Nourishing Qigong".

Wei Tu has long memorized the thirty-two pile skills of "Turtle Breath Nourishing Qigong". After practicing day and night, the body memory has become inertia. After practicing, there is no sense of stagnation at all, and it is extremely smooth.

“This piece of work is done...”

In the courtyard, Shan Wuju's eyebrows tightened, and his eyes followed the movements and movements of Wei Tu Zhuang's skills, as well as the changes between reality and reality without blinking.

Same as his judgment just now.

Every kind of pile skill that Wei Tu performs at this moment is no longer weaker than when he was young.

Boxing is afraid of young people!

He was far more famous when he was young than he is now, and was a well-known martial artist in Aoki County!

"Just a set of health-preserving exercises, practiced day and night, can actually achieve such results..."

After Shan Wuju finished practicing in Wei Tu, he flipped through the exercise booklet in his hand and compared it for a moment, with a look of amazement on his face.

At first, Shan Wuju thought that Wei Tu's statement that he only knew health-preserving skills was a prevarication, and he deliberately deceived him.

He has another teacher.

But now after watching Wei Tu's drill, Shan Wuju overturned his previous thoughts.

You can’t deceive people with real achievements.

It is very difficult to master the health-preserving skills without years of hard work.

"I know his identity well, but I thought too much before." Shan Wuju thought about it for a while and no longer had any doubts.

"Okay, I'm done reading. There's no need to practice the health-preserving exercises anymore." Shan Wuju stopped Wei Tu who was doing the health-preserving exercises for the second time.

“How many years have you been practicing this health-preserving skill?”

He asked curiously.

“More than two years, about two and a half years.” Wei Tu replied honestly.

“You have achieved such achievements in more than two years. In addition to your good bones, it is also inseparable from your persistence..."

Shan Wuju nodded slightly, smiled and praised. Judging from his attainment in health-preserving skills, Wei Tu’s talent and temperament are the best. In Qingshan County, he is also one of the only martial arts wizards in the world.

“After today, you are my disciple, and you no longer have to do long-term work in the front yard.”

“Leave the matter of drying grain and feeding the horses to Deng An.”

Shan Wuju said in a deep voice.

After finishing speaking, Shan Wuju glanced at Shan Gao who came out of the main room, and said: "Go and prepare tea to honor the master, and cook a few dishes on the way. I will accept a disciple today."

During the days he came to Shan's house, he saw Wei Tu's obedience and kept it in his heart.

If you can be a good long-term worker and don't offend your master's family, you will gain fame from now on, and you won't make any big mistakes whether you are an official or an official.

Of course, the reason why he accepted Wei Tu as his disciple was because of his obedience. More importantly, Wei Tu had the qualifications to practice martial arts and was expected to compete in martial arts.

A martial arts disciple can not only pass on his legacy, but also take care of his descendants.

Why not do it.

"Yes, sir." Shan Gao responded and called a maid from the courtyard to go to the kitchen with her.

Lean less.

The maid brought tea to the master.

“I’ll give you a bowl of tea, and you’ll be my apprentice. I’ll teach you boxing and kicking, and you’ll have to support me until the end of your life…”

“Of course, I have a son and a daughter, so you don’t need to worry about it, but... you have to worry about it!”

"Did you know?"

Shan Wuju sat on a straight-backed chair, looking at Wei Tu who was kneeling in front of him, and spoke word by word.

“The disciples know.”

Weitu nodded in response.

Fisting and kicking skills are a special skill of a martial artist, just like a craftsman's craftsmanship. Once you learn it, you can support yourself for a lifetime.

But there is also a saying, "Teaching disciples will starve the master to death".

As a disciple, a person who learns a craft from a master must, according to the ancient precepts and social morals at that time, support his master until his death.

No matter where you go, this principle applies.

With Shan Wuju’s family fortune, Wei Tu didn’t think he would have the chance to give Shan Wuju a bite to eat...

But as Shan Wuju said, no matter what, you must keep this "filial piety".

“Okay, I’ll serve you tea as a tribute to my master, and that’s the master-disciple gift.” Shan Wuju looked satisfied after hearing Wei Tu’s answer.

Upon hearing this, Wei Tu immediately stopped hesitating and took the large porcelain bowl filled with tea from the maid's hand. He knelt on the ground and respectfully handed the tea to Shan Wuju.

The tea was drank by Shan Wuju in one gulp.

Continue.

Shan Wuju led Wei Tu into the third courtyard and came to his living room.

The living room is against the wall, with an altar table and two sets of straight-backed chairs on both sides of the altar table.

On the altar table, two incense candles were burning, and an ebony tablet was placed. On the tablet were written "Xianshi Shiming" in four large gold characters.

“When I was young, I became a disciple of the Golden Sword Master Shi Ming and learned martial arts from him.”

“Golden Sword Man is my master and your master...”

Shan Wuju burned a handful of incense and put it on the incense burner. Then with a nostalgic look on his face, he talked about the genealogy of masters and apprentices in his sect.

“Golden Sword Man?” Wei Tu secretly remembered the person “Golden Sword Man Shi Ming”.

Being able to teach a disciple of martial arts, Golden Swordsman Shi Ming can never be a panter.

(End of this chapter)