Modern longevity: starting from Baduanjin

Deng Wenjie glanced outside the hotel, "It's unfortunate that you guys came here, he just left..."

……

The sun came out for a while this morning, and then hid in the clouds again.

There is no hot sun hanging high in the sky, and the outdoor temperature has dropped a little bit, but the heat wave is still rolling on the road, and the sound of car horns can be heard endlessly.

Zhou Shen headed south all the way, and soon came to the vicinity of Yangcheng South Station.

As expected of the four super-first-tier cities, the road under the overpass is full of people in a hurry, bustling and bustling.

After crossing the road, he came directly under the overpass, under a lamppost, bent his legs slightly, and then jumped up suddenly, his body was more than five meters high, and he stretched out his hand to touch the outer railing of the overpass, and exerted strength with his arms , People have followed and stood on the overpass.

The top of the bridge is exactly the same as the bottom of the bridge. There are also a lot of pedestrians on it, or couples holding hands, or programmers who are bald at a young age with shoulder bags, or small traders and travelers pulling goods and luggage.

For Zhou Shen who suddenly jumped up from under the bridge, passers-by on the road cast surprised glances, but soon turned their heads and left.

Zhou Shen stood on the overpass and looked far away in the direction of the three Buddhas.

"Besides Chen Jingtong, Fosan also heard that there are some real masters of martial arts. Would you like to visit them?"

At this moment, a man in a black T-shirt, peaked cap, and shoulders leaned over.

"Handsome guy, how about iPhone 11 Pro Max? It's cheap!"

"No."

Zhou Shen smiled and refused.

Perhaps because he thought Zhou Shen was "easy to talk to", the man in the black T-shirt didn't give up, but took out a black Macintosh from his pocket mysteriously, "Look handsome, it's very new..."

Before the liar in the black T-shirt could finish speaking, Zhou Shen stepped on the bottom of his feet slightly and stood on the railing of the overpass in an instant.

He originally planned to go directly to the beach, but after much deliberation, he decided to go to Foshan for a walk.

The key distance is not far, ten or twenty kilometers, and it only takes him two or ten minutes to run.

The main reason is that the city of Fosan is too important in the modern martial arts world. There are too many famous martial arts masters there. Even if you don’t want to visit those famous martial arts masters, you can just look at the historical sites!

"Ah... Brother, come down quickly... I was wrong, I lied to you, the phone is a model!"

The liar in the black T-shirt saw Zhou Shen standing on the overpass in the blink of an eye, and immediately peed in fright.

He just wanted to cheat some money. If there was a murder case, it would be miserable.

"I know it's a model, don't lie to me anymore!" Zhou Shen turned his head towards the black T-shirt liar, grinned, and then stepped out, "Otherwise I will come to you at night!"

"what……"

Seeing that Zhou Shen really had to jump, the black T-shirt liar screamed and ran over immediately.

Including the travelers on the overpass, they all stopped at this time and stretched their heads to look under the overpass.

However, under the overpass on this side are all street trees, blocking the line of sight and making it impossible to see clearly.

"Why is there no one, did he fall down?"

"The bottom is a concrete road. Even if you don't die, you will break your leg."

"Hey, why can't you think about jumping off?"

"I saw him arguing with his friend, and his friend told him not to dance... Hey, the one with the backpack and the peaked cap is his friend."

At this moment, the black T-shirt liar had tens of thousands of grass and mud horses whizzing past in his heart, "He is crazy! If you don't buy it, don't buy it, what kind of bridge are you jumping..."

He was just about to go under the overpass to see how the psycho was doing, but when he heard what a passer-by said, he suddenly came to his senses, he was a liar, and if the police came over, it would be over.

He quickly lowered his peaked cap and left in a hurry.

Along the way, I was thinking about the words that Zhou Shen said before jumping off the bridge: I will come to you at night...

……

Zhou Shen went all the way west, crossing streets and alleys

Soon, they entered Fosan, a city known as the "Capital of Home Appliances".

It is said that 25% of the world's rice cookers, 33% of range hoods, 43% of water heaters, and 48% of microwave ovens are produced here.

He walked among the streets and alleys, and the narrow alleys extending in all directions grew like capillaries in the small city of Fosan.

The sunlight is just right, penetrating through the lush sycamore trees at the corner of the alley, forming mottled shadows. An old man sits in a wheelchair to cool off, quietly enjoying the breeze passing through the alley.

Although there are not so many high-rise buildings like other big cities, but for some reason, he fell in love with this city at first sight.

In front of an old mansion in the southeast of the city, there are blue bricks and gray tiles, lush old trees, and many colorful pottery sculptures standing on the eaves. The big pillars looked brand new, and the front of the door was clean.

It can be seen from here that the mottled exterior wall may be just a shape, which is intentional, rather than lack of care.

Zhou Shen sized it up, then stepped forward and knocked on the door.

Soon the door opened, and a dark-skinned fat man in his twenties walked out, wearing a black T-shirt + beach pants + flip flops.

"Wait a minute, I'm at my grandpa's house..." The little fat man was talking on the phone, he said something into the phone, and then asked, "Who are you looking for?"

While asking questions, the little fat man looked Zhou Shen up and down.

When he saw his skin that was fairer than the girl's, he couldn't help but froze for a moment, his eyes suddenly showed a look of envy, but when he saw his bare feet, countless question marks suddenly popped up in his head.

"I'm looking for Mr. Wu Yongnian!"

The little fat man asked, "What can you do with my grandpa?"

Zhou Shen smiled and said, "Ask him about some martial arts."

The little fat man said: "My grandfather is not in good health and has stopped practicing martial arts for a long time. You should go."

"That's it, then forget it..."

"Xiao Liang, who is it?"

Before Zhou Shen finished speaking, a loud voice came from the yard.

The little fat man replied: "Grandpa, someone said to come to learn martial arts from you."

"Tell him that I won't accept apprentices..."

As the words fell, an old man with a height of 1.8 meters, a big arm and a round waist, a bald head and a beard came out of the yard.

If it weren't for the white beard, he would look similar to Lu Zhishen in Water Margin.

This very mighty old man, when he saw Zhou Shen, couldn't help but let out a "huh", "You look so familiar, where did I see you?"

Zhou Shen smiled and said, "My name is Zhou Shen, and you are Mr. Wu Yongnian, right?"

"Zhou Shen?" Wu Yongnian murmured, followed by a look of surprise on his face: "You are Zhou Shen, the iron-legged magic fist that has been widely spread in Guangdong Province recently?"

"Who got this nickname?" Zhou Shen felt embarrassed when he heard it, "Didn't you call me Master Zhou before, when did you change it to Iron Leg God Fist?"

When Wu Yongnian heard this, he immediately burst out laughing, his voice was like a bell.

"It turns out that Master Zhou is here..."

Chapter 164 I'm Not Targeting Someone

Wu Yongnian, like Chen Jingtong, also practiced Kungfu from outsiders, and it was also the famous [Iron Head Kungfu].

And this is why Zhou Shen came to visit for the first time.

[Iron inner shirt] Although his skin and bones are as firm as fine iron, iron teeth and copper teeth, the head itself is more fragile than other parts, especially the back of the head, ordinary people will feel dizzy even if they are lightly patted .

So even with his current skin hardness, the back of his head couldn't withstand the fierce attack of the iron rod.

Moreover, the "shirt" in the iron inner shirt represents the meaning of clothes, and the clothes protect the limbs and torso, not the head.

So he wanted to learn the [Iron Head Skill] which is used to protect the head.

But what Zhou Shen couldn't figure out was that Wu Yongnian practiced iron head kung fu, and he also practiced kung fu so well that he became a well-known martial artist in the three areas of Buddha. Logically speaking, the damage to the brain should be very serious. .

Under normal circumstances, nine out of ten people who practice Iron Head Kung Fu will either die early, or be paralyzed in bed due to brain damage, and suffer from diseases.

In short, it is absolutely impossible to be as rosy as Wu Yongnian.

So after a few simple greetings, Zhou Shen asked bluntly: "Mr. Wu, seeing that you are full of energy and blushing, have you practiced internal exercises?"

"Master Zhou really has good eyesight!" Wu Yongnian admitted with a laugh, "To tell the truth, Master Zhou, when I was young, I ran up the mountain to become a monk in order to fill my stomach, but the temple refused to accept me and expelled me." Out of the temple."

"Unwilling to reconcile, I ran to another Taoist temple. The Taoist master saw my intentions, but he didn't drive me away. He took me in the Taoist temple to help do what I could."

"It was also during that time that I followed the Taoist master to learn a Taoist body-building exercise called [Opening and closing luck rolling ball exercise]."

"After that, I went down the mountain, and by chance, I learned Iron Head Kung Fu again. It was at this time that I realized the mystery of opening and closing Luck Rolling Ball Kungfu. Sometimes, if you practice this Taoist health cultivation technique several times, you will always be in good spirits the next day, and you will be back to your original state."

Although the Iron Head Kung Fu mainly focuses on the head, the limbs of the body also need to be trained to resist blows, which is more painful than the iron inner shirt.

After a pause, Wu Yongnian said with some emotion: "After I discovered this mystery back then, I told several other brothers who also practiced Iron Head Kungfu, but they didn't take it seriously at all, and ignored my words. No one practise."

Zhou Shen asked, "Then how are they doing now?"

"Some are dead, and some are sick now." Wu Yongnian sighed unnecessarily after speaking, "Because of this, I don't accept apprentices. If this kung fu is not practiced in conjunction with internal kung fu, the sequelae will be too great !"

"Furthermore, many people may not be able to practice Zichou Yinmao in internal martial arts! And the effect is too slow, and most people can't persevere."

Zhou Shen nodded in agreement.

"Practicing internal kung fu is not like playing a game. There is a progress bar, and it cannot be quantified by passing an exam like studying. How to quantify internal kung fu? Without quantification, you don't know whether you have made progress, and you don't know the effect. Lost momentum."

"Master Zhou is right!"

……

After Zhou Shen and Wu Yongnian chatted about internal kung fu, they proposed to learn [Iron Head Kung Fu].

Wu Yongnian shook his head again and again and said, "I'm sorry, Master Zhou, I can't teach it! This kung fu damages the brain too much, and any medicine can't repair it. I can't harm you."

Zhou Shen laughed and said: "Mr. Wu, don't worry, I have also practiced internal exercises. If you are not at ease, you can also teach me the opening and closing luck and rolling ball skills, and let me practice together."

"Oh, you also know internal exercises? Is it true or not?"

Wu Yongnian questioned.

The reason why he didn't believe it was because he had experienced it personally, and he didn't have the nerve to say it just now.

Neijia Kungfu is very difficult to learn. He has studied with the Taoist master for four or five years, and practiced unremittingly every day.

The reason why he can persevere is not because he is a strong-willed person, nor is it because of the supervision of the Taoist priest, but because he is afraid that if he is slack and lazy, he will be driven away by the Taoist priest, and he will be hungry when the time comes.

It is really hard for him to believe that Zhou Shen can have such great perseverance, and he has been working hard all year round!

As for teaching opening and closing luck and rolling ball skills, it doesn't matter, it's not the past now, I have long since lost the idea of ​​self-preservation, and I don't have any sect views. If someone is willing to learn inner martial arts, he would be so happy!

"Yes, what I practice is the formula of longevity, and the technique of sleeping skills..."

Zhou Shen and Wu Yongnian talked in detail.

Then let him feel the qi.

Wu Yongnian was just surprised at first. At such a young age, Zhou Shen has a clearer understanding of internal organs and meridians than a person who has studied it all his life. It is really unbelievable to him.

But when he touched the qi in Zhou Shen's hand, Wu Yongnian, who was only admiring at first, suddenly turned pale with shock.

"Crash-"

The chairs behind him were brought down because he got up so quickly.

"You, you, you..." Wu Yongnian looked at Zhou Shen with an expression as if he saw an alien, "No, no, no...impossible, how could you cultivate real energy?"

Compared with Chen Jingtong, Yin Longsheng, Yang Xingyu and others, they are practicing outsider kung fu after all, and their understanding and experience of true qi is far less profound than that of Wu Yongnian, and naturally they are not as shocked as Wu Yongnian.

It is precisely because Wu Yongnian knows that inner family kung fu is a real thing, and also knows how difficult it is to really practice inner family kung fu, so he understands more how rebellious inner qi is, which is more mysterious than inner family kung fu. The existence of heaven?

"Hehe, I don't know how I can develop real qi. Anyway, I practice it continuously."

"Impossible... how could the true qi be cultivated casually..."

Hearing Zhou Shen's words, Wu Yongnian was in a bad mood.

Can something like true qi be cultivated casually?To coax a three-year-old.

However, although Wu Yongnian was old, he was not insane after all, and then he realized that it was inconvenient for others to say.

Since this question is inconvenient to say, let's change it to another question.

Then Wu Yongnian chatted with Zhou Shen in a modest tone.

Originally, as a very rare master of both internal and external cultivation in modern times, Wu Yongnian was still very proud in his heart.