Chapter 142 Yingtian Conference 1

"There are ten more times, and you can eat after finishing it." Qianqiu looked at the students sitting on the ground in front of him and said.

Ah? Ten more times? No, no, no, if it goes on like this, you will die." Wei Qing waved his hand repeatedly.

"No, since you beg me to teach you, you must do what I say." Qianqiu looked at Wei Qing.

"Go on." Qianqiu said.

Then, all the students moaned and stood up and picked up the bucket next to them again.

"It's just an empty bucket now, but it won't be so simple in the future." Qianqiu looked at the students who ran out and said.

At noon, the students were tired on the table, although the food in front of them was delicious and it was difficult to cheer them up.

"I still have to perform martial arts in the afternoon. Don't complain if you are hungry if you don't eat." Qianqiu said.

There is no help, but there is nothing we can do. Zhuge Yu has said that he will follow Qianqiu in the future. Thinking of this, everyone suddenly feels that the future is worrying.

"What is martial arts?" Qi Yin lazily put the food in his mouth and asked.

"We'll know then." Qianqiu said.

"Can I not participate?" Qiyin asked, and Fang Yu beside him also looked at Qianqiu with a look.

"No." Qianqiu said.

"But if it goes on like this, we will become very dark and strong. Do you want such a beautiful woman to become like that?" Qi Yin looked at Qianqiu pitifully and said.

"Yes, Qianqiu, how can we live like that?" Fang Yu also said.

"No, I promise." Qianqiu said.

What kind of boxing can not make the body tall and strong? What kind of boxing can still maintain its original appearance? The answer is: Taiji.

Taiji, yin and yang are fundamental. This kind of saying has been said countless times, and we have heard it countless times. What is fundamental? It is the original appearance. No matter what punch you practice, in the end, people will become more or less, or stronger, tall, or dark, which is out of the root of people. Only by maintaining their own foundation can they go further.

"Go over there, northeast. You, to the northwest. You, the south. You..." Qianqiu kept commanding, and after a while, dozens of students were formed by Qianqiu into a big gossip figure.

"Watch me do it, follow me, don't think about anything, and stay ethereal." Qianqiu said, and then stood up straight and began to raise his hand in Taijiquan.

Qianqiu's movement is very slow, and even people who react slowly can see it clearly.

is different from what other students imagine. In their hearts, martial arts is the kind of 'hey haha' to fight and practice, but Qianqiu is not, just like dancing, but unlike dancing, dancing is beautiful. But what we are doing now is not beautiful, but very chic, elegant, ethereal and mysterious.

"Sir, you can come too." Qianqiu looked at Zhuge Yu and said.

"Me?" Zhuge Yu said in astonishment.

"Yes." Qianqiu nodded.

Zhuge Yu hesitated for a moment and then stood up and followed Qianqiu.

After practicing for a circle, I was basically familiar with these movements, especially Zhuge Yu, who was mature and had a very deep understanding of things. He soon became familiar with the introductory movements of Taijiquan.

Zhuge Yu stood up and suddenly found that his body was much more relaxed and full of energy. Is it the credit of this boxing? Zhuge Yu thought.

"Come again." Qianqiu said.

Zhuge Yu focused on every move and found that he was at his disposal. Then he walked with the feeling in his heart. His eyes were not limited to one place, but looked around.

Look at every flower, every leaf, every grain of soil, every beam of light. Zhuge Yu's world came to a standstill, as if he was the only one left. He slowly punched and felt the nature. Sometimes it is quiet and sometimes moving, sometimes fast and sometimes slow.

"Sir, this is..." An hour later, everyone has stopped practicing martial arts, and only Zhuge Yu is still practicing tirelessly.

"Don't disturb him." Qianqiu said.

Then all the students stood there quietly and looked at Zhuge Yu.

"It's better to practice for thousands of years than to realize it once." Qianqiu looked at Zhuge Yu, who was becoming more and more natural, and said softly.

The afterglow of the sunset sprinkled in the valley, and the students who had just rested for a while began to perform martial arts again. At this time, Zhuge Yu suddenly stopped.

"Stop." Qianqiu said.

The students stopped and said, "Let's go and have a rest." Qianqiu said.

"Although I have practiced for so long, I don't feel tired at all." Wan Yan said.

"Yes, it's very energetic and comfortable." Li Yuan said.

"I feel more refreshed than ever, and... It seems that Xiaoyu is a little more beautiful. Qi Yin said.

After saying this, everyone began to look at Fang Yu to observe. Huh? Really." Wan Yan said.

Fang Yu blushed and stamped her feet and said, "Don't make fun of me."

"No, it's true." Wan Yan said seriously.

"Well, look at you, sir." Qi Yin pointed to Zhuge Yu and said.

"Mr... It seems to be younger." Fang Yu looked at Zhuge Yu and said, and then remembered... She quickly looked at Qiyin's face carefully.

"Yinger, you have also become beautiful." Fang Yu said.

"Wanyan, what's wrong with your face..." Li Yuan looked at Wan Yan and said.

Wan Yan was stunned, and then looked at Li Yuan and said, "Your face..."

"Qianqiu. I'll leave first." Zhuge Yu looked at Qianqiu and said.

Qianqiu nodded. He knew that Zhuge Yu was going to sort out what he had realized.

I found that practicing boxing can make people younger, and Qi Yin and Fang Yu immediately practiced again.

Qianqiu shook his head, which is just to expel the impurities in the body, but long practice of fists can indeed maintain the face.

Many of those Taijiquan masters in those years are still children's faces when they are more than 100 years old.

Lu family, Lu Ba wore a black robe and sat on his head, with a sense of fatigue on his face. His two sons and daughters died in a row. What was tired was not his body, but his heart, although he didn't like that son very much.

"Do your best to search them, be sure to find them, and that woman, also send me a poor search order." Lu Ba said.

"Yes." Lu Wei responded.

"Is there still no news from Lu Tianbing?" Lu Ba asked.

"No, he has been stationed in the disciple's residence, but no one has seen those people come back. Maybe he left the disciple residence and ran to the depths of Yunfeng Mountain." An intelligence disciple of the Lu family said.

"Let him continue to look for me, expand the scope, and tell me what you need." Lu Ba said.

"Yes." Lu Tianbing, a monk in the later period of refining, and the housekeeper of the Lu family.

"Land Law." Lu Ba shouted.

"Father." Lufa stood up.

"Take it, you must work hard this time. The status of the Lu family in Xizhou depends on you this time." Lu Ba said, and then threw a sign to Lu Fa.

"What should I do? Father, how did you get it? Lu Fa asked in surprise.

"I took it." Lu Ba said softly, but it was full of blood.

"If you can enter the top five of this Yingtian Conference, our Lu family will not only have one more strong person in the feathering period, but also rise in Xizhou. From now on, you can practice well for me. You can say it first and won't go back for the time being. Everything in the clan will serve you. Except for the people who look for them, you can take all the other people and items. Lu Ba said.

"Yes, the child will work hard." Lu Fa's face was full of excitement.

Lu Xin's face is ordinary, but a pair of plain hands have been clenched into fists, her knuckles are white, and her nails are deeply embedded in the meat.

"It's the third day." Qianqiu looked at the students who had already stabbed and muttered to herself.

Gukou, Niu Wushuang stood in front of the entrance with a smile on his face. He stood there. A patrol disciple of the Lu family passed by and passed in front of him, but he didn't find him, as if he hadn't seen it.

If you look carefully, you will know that Niu Wushuang's right hand is holding a strange seal.

The stone gate was gently opened, and a sword spirit shot out of Qianqiu's hand, piercing the patrolling Lu family disciple.

"You can kill him." Qianqiu looked at Niu Wushuang and said.

"I won't kill people." Niu Wushuang smiled and said, "Would you like to invite me in?"

"Please." Qianqiu said.

Niu Wushuang walked in, and Qianqiu closed the stone door again.

"Can you tell fortunes?" Qianqiu asked again.

"Natural." Buttons are unparalleled.

"Then you can count me as a person later." Qianqiu said.

"Who?" Niu Wushuang asked.

"You will know later." Qianqiu said lightly.