President Bingshan's personal doctor

It was as if a ray of light came out of his mind suddenly, and Su Han suddenly thought of where he heard these two words.

"Think of it?" Lao Zhang and the others looked at Su Han and asked in surprise, "Where? Where!"

Everyone stared at Su Han, unexpectedly Su Han thought of a solution so quickly.

"Kyoto!"

After Su Han finished speaking, he rushed out anxiously, "I'll go to Kyoto first, and I'll leave this place to you!"

Before Lao Zhang and the others could react, Su Han had disappeared. He stepped on the Xingzi formula like a gust of wind, and he couldn't even see his back.

"Kyoto? Where is Kyoto?" Lao Zhang and Yao Wang looked at each other, but they couldn't understand.

Su Han immediately had someone take him to the airport, and took the nearest flight to Kyoto.

He almost forgot!

Isn't the most mysterious and special place in the entire East, Kyoto?

Especially Yuanming Lake in Kyoto!

Even the old instructor lives there all year round, isn't it because of the special lake water that can always emit aura, making people feel very comfortable just by breathing.

Su Han actually forgot such an important matter.

"The plane is so slow."

Su Han frowned, a little anxious, thinking that it would be great if he could fly, at least faster than this plane.

If others knew what Su Han was thinking, their jaws would drop in shock.

At this moment, Kyoto, a small building in the center of Yuanming Lake.

Qiao Yuman was wearing exercise clothes, which were too loose to show her figure.

The ponytail was tied up high, his face was covered with sweat, and he was still panting at the moment, but his eyes were firm, and he didn't seem to flinch at all.

"The road to martial arts is not as difficult as you think, but it is not as simple as you think. The most important thing is to find the road that suits you."

The old instructor had his hands behind his back, and the old god was there. He never said many words, but every sentence was to the point, which made it easy for Qiao Yuman to understand.

"Like some masters, if they haven't found their own path, then their achievements are limited, and they can even see where the end point is," the old instructor said. If you don't reach the limit, then you are the real strong!"

His words made Qiao Yuman a little excited.

"Master, do I have a limit?"

She looked at the old instructor expectantly.

"You girl, your talent is very good, even... you can say that it is very good, one in a million," the old instructor took a serious look at Qiao Yuman, "The strength of the old Taoist is not very strong, but this vision is indeed very good , as long as you work hard, there is no limit in the future."

His eyes were full of profundity.

"I will definitely try my best!"

Qiao Yuman clenched her fists and said seriously.

The old instructor didn't tell lies, let alone comfort Qiao Yuman.

Qiao Yuman's physique is different from that of ordinary people. It would be unreasonable not to cultivate such a good seedling. It would be a waste of talent if such good martial arts materials are spent on singing all his life.

"Okay, learning martial arts should be done step by step, don't worry, finding your own way is the most important thing."

The old instructor smiled.

Qiao Yuman's face was full of doubts, her own way?

How does she know what her way is and what kind of path she should take.

"Master, what is my Tao? What is the real Tao?" She is a smart girl, but she can't pretend to understand the questions that she doesn't understand. When it comes to martial arts knowledge, Qiao Yuman can't wait to put All things figured out.

The old instructor didn't speak.

He got to the edge of the boardwalk and suddenly took another step forward, almost falling into the lake!

Qiao Yuman was startled. She was about to pull the old instructor, fearing that he would slip and fall into the lake, but she suddenly covered her mouth, unable to believe what she saw in front of her eyes.

The old instructor's steps were brisk, but very steady. He took a step forward and stepped directly on the lake, like walking on flat ground!

He stepped on it with both feet, and stood on the water, as if standing on the side of a normal road!

"This……"

Qiao Yuman covered her mouth, she couldn't believe it, how could this be the same as what was filmed on TV?

Could it be that the old instructor is stepping on a wooden plank hidden in the water?

A gust of wind blew, and the lake surface was rippling. The old instructor was still steady, standing there with a smile on his face, calmly as if nothing had happened: "This is the real Tao."

"Master...can I do it too?" Qiao Yuman blinked, and wanted to try walking down, but was stopped by the old instructor.

"What are you trying to do? The current you will definitely not be able to do it." The old instructor was a little dumbfounded.

He stood up, and apart from the wet soles of his shoes, not even the bottom of his trousers was stained with a trace of moisture.

If Qiao Yuman wasn't stopped, the girl might have plunged her head into the lake.

Just as he was about to speak, the old instructor smiled softly: "Su Han is here, it seems that he has something to ask me for, do you want to see your brother-in-law?"

Qiao Yuman was about to agree, but shook her head again: "No, I'm going to practice, I can't waste time."

"Well, Jiang Long!"

The old instructor yelled, and Jiang Long, who was standing in the distance, ran over immediately, "Practice with your junior sister, watch carefully, and nothing will happen."

"Yes!" Jiang Long replied with a smile, "Yuman, let's go, brother will practice with you."

Even he didn't expect that the girl who loved music back then has become his little junior sister, learning kung fu from the old instructor.

The old instructor glanced at the shore, Su Han was walking quickly, saw the old instructor, and waved quickly.

Looking at the empty lake, sparkling, and the wind blowing, it makes people feel refreshed.

"Old instructor, are you waiting for me?"

Su Han walked over and said with a smile, "Or did you know I was coming?"

"It's a bit late."

The old instructor turned his head, glanced at Su Han, and smiled softly, "Have you figured it out?"

Su Han nodded: "Think clearly."

"Don't let your master down," the old instructor nodded slightly, "He can only do this far, and he must go this far. You will understand in the future."

He turned around and looked Su Han up and down, with a flash of surprise in his eyes: "Yes, you are just one step away from entering the Huaxuan realm. Your progress is faster than I imagined, but it is not enough. The road to martial arts , there is no end, and you can never be proud and satisfied. The five levels of metamorphosis, from the initial stage to the great perfection, require more efforts. Above the metamorphosis, there are still the realm of Zhenggang and the realm of Mahayana. If you want to reach your master's Looking forward to it, there is still a long way to go.”

Su Han nodded seriously: "I understand."

The old Taoist's expectation of himself has never even been the Mahayana realm, but higher!

"This time, I want to take some water from Yuanming Lake to save people."

Su Han looked at the wide lake and sighed, "Only the water of this Yuanming Lake is so special, now it seems that my understanding of this world is really far behind.

From a distance, the mountains and the lake complement each other. Su Han originally thought it was like a landscape painting, but now it seems that it is not that simple!

(End of this chapter)