Chapter 15 Spirit Turtle Six-character Breathing Method

The martial arts theory of the ancestors opened a door for Zhuo Yuhan, and Zhuo Yuhan finally began to come into contact with real martial arts and peep at the doorway of martial arts for the first time.

"This is a world of the law of the jungle. Strength is respected. With strength, you can gain supreme status and power, and you can do whatever you want. Little guy, you are right. Everyone's heart is different. Three thousand avenues are different. Only the unwavering pursuit of the Tao in your heart is the real martial arts.

The ancestors appreciated Zhuo Yuhan's words 'pursuing the way in his heart'.

"The ancestors praised the martial arts, and the road was endless. Yu Han just stood at the starting point and just peeped at the doorway. I hope the ancestors will teach more in the future.

How could Zhuo Yuhan let go of this opportunity?

"Ha ha, you still don't know what the old man thinks?" The ancestor said jokingly.

"..." Zhuo Yuhan scratched his head shyly.

"Little guy, in the old man's opinion, I'm afraid your talent is not weak. At least it should be the eight-star top physique. In the future, the reputation will be far-reaching, and the major forces will seize your entry wall. Why do you have to hit the idea of me, a shabby old man? Those big sects, big forces, collect classics like mountains, and there is no high-level martial arts!"

"The ancestors misunderstood. Yu Han is not as amazing and talented as you think. I'm just a two-star waste physique, and I'm just the laughing stock of the family. How can you be pulled over by any big forces?

When Zhuo Yuhan heard the words, his eyes darkened and he lowered his head helplessly. Once upon a time, I was so confident and had a bright future. But God is going to play tricks on me!

"Oh? Two-star lower physique? It shouldn't be! So how did you get demoted to the ancestral hall? If you really have a two-star physique, how can Zhuo Wentian send you to the ancestral temple to learn martial arts?

It is said that people are old and become elites. The ancestors are worthy of living for hundreds of years. They heard a trace of strangeness from Zhuo Yuhan's words and secretly said in their hearts, "What the hell is that Zhuo Butian?"

"It's a long story. My uncle actually put me in the ancestral hall to protect me."

Immediately, Zhuo Yuhan said nothing about Zhuo Butian's betrayal of his family and everything in the hall before, and did not add fuel to it.

After listening to this, the ancestors frowned slightly and looked thoughtful. "The old man of Bu Tian's little guy knows best. It's impossible to do such a rebellious thing. I'm afraid there are hidden feelings in it."

"Ancestors, do you also think so?"

When Zhuo Yuhan heard the words, his eyes lit up and he said excitedly.

"Yes, Bu Tian can be said to be an old man who grew up with integrity and integrity. But the old man can't help you with this matter. Everything needs to be solved by yourself. The old man has been retired for a hundred years and will no longer ask about family customs. What puzzles the old man is that with the brotherhood of Wentian and Butian, it is impossible for him not to protect you. The four-year appointment is a little ridiculous.

The ancestors stood up and kept walking back and forth in a heavy tone. Suddenly, the old eyes of the ancestors lit up and seemed to think of something. He turned around and waved to Zhuo Yuhan and said, "Come here."

Zhuo Yuhan did not expect his ancestors to come out to uphold justice. Without evidence, even his ancestors could not be arbitrary. Seeing the ancestors waxing his hand, although he didn't know what it meant, he still walked over.

The ancestors first walked around Zhuo Yuhan, and then kept looking at Zhuo Yuhan up and down with a strange look. Just as Zhuo Yuhan was about to ask, the ancestors took action in vain, nodded a few random on Zhuo Yuhan's body, and then laughed again.

So it is, so it is! Hey hey, these two little guys are so good that they almost hid their ancestors. Hey, they forgot an important thing. Everything they will know is taught by the old man. Can't I?

"Uh... ancestor, what are you?" Zhuo Yuhan was a little confused. In the fog, he didn't know why his ancestors laughed in vain and said some inexplicable words.

"Are they father and uncle? But what does this have to do with me?" Zhuo Yuhan thought to himself in his heart.

"Hehe, I can't say, I can't say. It's not funny to say it. By the way, don't you have a four-year appointment? Then you have to hurry up, otherwise it will not be wonderful to be expelled from the family.

When the ancestor was asked by Zhuo Yuhan, he suddenly stopped laughing and made an unfathomable appearance, but there was a trace of joking in his eyes.

Zhuo Yuhan is extremely smart, and he is also overwhelmed by the strange action of his ancestors.

"Yes, the old man will tell you the basics of martial arts first."

The ancestors stopped laughing and said solemnly, "Culting martial arts is like building a high-rise building. The foundation of the so-called high-rise buildings is particularly important. Shijue's previous practice is to lay the foundation, that is, to build the foundation. The foundation is not strong, and this building cannot be built high. Only a solid foundation can support the tall building and stand still. Looking at your running in the morning, you must also know that you have breathed into the body in the early stage of martial arts and refined Yuanjing.

The ancestor's metaphor is very appropriate. Zhuo Yuhan listened with relish and nodded: "I am familiar with the family and know some basics."

"Well, whether it's running, meditation, spitting or boxing, it's a way to attract vitality into the body. It's just that the first two are relatively slow. From now on, you will run in the morning, then spit, box in the afternoon, and meditate at night. Two-star physique, if you don't seize the time to practice, not to mention four years, even if it is 40 years, it may not be able to condense the crown. The ancestor touched his beard.

"Uh... There is also a boxing method of running Yuhan Club, but Yuhan doesn't have this method of acceptance, and he can't go out of the ancestral hall to the family Xiuwu Pavilion to look for it. What should we do?"

Zhuo Yuhan rubbed his hands, looking embarrassed and frowned.

"Ouch, stinky boy, don't pretend to be pitiful here. Don't you just want to ask for a way to accept it from the old man? Yesterday, I asked you for a word. The old man is very fair and teaches you a way to accept it in exchange.

When the ancestors saw Zhuo Yuhan's appearance, he patted the latter's head and laughed and scolded. After saying that, he groped in his arms for a while, took out a booklet and threw it to Zhuo Yuhan.

"This six-character breathing method of the spirit turtle is a very superior method of spitting, not even in the family. Take it. Don't say that the old man takes advantage of you in the future.

"Hey, thank you, my ancestors."

Zhuo Yuhan took the pamphlet and thanked his ancestors. OK, hurry up and cook. After dinner, go to study the method of vomiting by yourself. If you don't understand, come and ask again.

The ancestors waved their hands and looked very good. Zhuo Yuhan didn't care about his ancestors. If he got the treasure, he stuffed the book into his arms and cooked happily.