In those years, the cultivators we cut together

It is not a secret that the immortal Emei came to Dayue to recruit disciples. Almost everyone in the whole country of Dayue knew it. When the young man in Tsing Yi heard that it was Emei Shangxian who came to visit Gu Gong, he was shocked immediately. After the announcement, he led Zhang Yong and Lin Xiaolu enter the house.

Walking into the house, the first feeling is that the house is old, many facilities are very old, and the surrounding walls are also mottled everywhere. Of course, for Lin Xiaolu, it is already considered very luxurious. The house he used to live with his sister is the really broken.

I remember when I was a child, during the New Year’s Eve, other people’s families ate the New Year’s Eve dinner with laughter, but he and his sister often starved because they couldn’t find enough firewood. They almost froze to death several times. Every time he hugged his sister tightly In my arms, I used my own body to provide weak heat, coaxing my sister to sleep.

He still remembers that on that New Year's Eve, the village was blocked by heavy snow, and there was no food to be found anywhere in the village. Xiao Yu'er was so hungry that she cried all the time, and finally she couldn't cry anymore, so she lay in his arms and murmured unconsciously:

"Brother, why hasn't Aunt come back...Xiao Yuer misses Aunt."

Lin Xiaolu, who was only seven years old at the time, didn't answer her sister's question, but bit her lip stubbornly, blood dripping from the bite.

He couldn't help it, his ability was too limited at the time, and finally he used the hatchet at home to cut off a piece of meat from his arm and feed it to his sister.

To be honest, cutting himself with a hatchet didn’t hurt at all. Anyway, the little deer didn’t feel any pain at that time. On the contrary, when he saw his sister eating something and showing a sweet smile, he felt quite comfortable cutting himself , I can’t wait to cut a few more times.

What's funny is that after he cut himself that time, the wound was still infected, causing him to have a high fever all day and night. He even used his hot head to cover Xiao Yu'er's hand, thinking about giving his sister the last bit of warmth.

The result was like this, he didn't even die, and he forcibly survived, which made Lin Xiaolu understand until now, how could he be so awesome... the kind that God can't take away!

In the courtyard, Lin Xiaolu walked holding Zhang Yong's big hand while recalling the past. For a moment, he felt a little proud, and couldn't help laughing out loud, which startled Zhang Yong.

Soon, the young servant in Tsing Yi led them to a small tile-roofed house, and saw an old man in gray clothes with a cane.

The old man seemed to be in good spirits. Although he had white hair, his cheeks were still rosy, and he did not walk tremblingly like ordinary old people. The crutch was more like a decoration in his hand.

"Grassman Gu Zhiqing, I have met adults and immortals."

Zhang Yong looked at the old man kneeling on one knee and quickly stepped forward to help him up.

"You don't need to be too polite, Mr. Gu. I'm here this time because Lin Xiaolu, Lin Shangxian, came to pay a special visit after learning about Mr. Gu's Tai Chi Kungfu."

Lin Xiaolu was too young to speak Zhang Yong's official language. At this moment, he looked at the old man eagerly and said impatiently: "Grandpa, can you teach me how to do Tai Chi?"

The old man was slightly taken aback, and was asked to teach Tai Chi unexpectedly, which made him feel very strange.Looking at Lin Xiaolu in front of him, he was a little undecided.

This is Shangxian?

Why does it look younger than his grandson?

He hesitated in his heart, but his face remained unchanged. Facing the Shangxian from Emei, Chi asked: "Shangxian Lin wants to learn Tai Chi?"

"Yes, yes." Lin Xiaolu blinked and asked: "Is Tai Chi powerful? I heard that the weak can defeat the strong, so can it defeat a cultivator?"

Hearing this, the old man's complexion became even weirder to the extreme.

People in Jianghu place great importance on teaching martial arts. If I want to teach him Tai Chi, according to the rules, I have to accept him as an apprentice.

But this little baby is a fairy, can I accept him as a disciple?I still want to live two more years.

The old man was in trouble.

Teach him, out of order,

Don't teach him, and I don't dare.

And the question he asked himself, can Tai Chi defeat a cultivator?Isn't that funny...

It's true that Tai Chi can pull a thousand catties in four or two, and it's true that the weak can defeat the strong, but when dealing with immortal cultivators... isn't this bullying!

The old man hesitated for a moment, then replied respectfully: "Back to the immortals, Tai Chi is a mortal skill that cannot defeat immortal cultivators, and the grass-roots people are already in their seventies, their physical strength is not as good as before, and they can no longer teach the immortals. "

Lin Xiaolu was very disappointed when he heard the answer, depression was written all over his face.

Seeing that he was unhappy, the old man became even more frightened for a while, afraid of being blamed by the little fairy family, he quickly turned his head and said to the young boy in Tsing Yi, "Go get the old man's pen and talk."

The boy in Tsing Yi immediately ran into the study beside him and took out a bound gray booklet.

After receiving the brochure, he respectfully said to Lin Xiaolu:

"Shangxian, this is a book written by the old man himself. It records in detail the moves and practice methods of Tai Chi Kung Fu, as well as the old man's own understanding and perception of Tai Chi. It is very detailed. If Shangxian wants to learn, just follow the book carefully Practice and you will learn."

Lin Xiaolu was overjoyed when he heard it, and the depression on his little face was also swept away, and he quickly took the booklet and flipped through it.

Although the old man said that Tai Chi can't beat immortal cultivators, but it depends on who uses it. I have so much strength after drinking tiger's blood. If I use this kind of Tai Chi that defeats the strong with the weak, the power should be even greater, right?

The boy was happy flipping through the book, and the old man was relieved when he saw it. He only gave him the booklet and didn't teach it himself. This shouldn't be considered a complete violation of the teacher's rules, right?

In the middle hall, Lin Xiaolu flipped through the booklet, and after seeing the detailed description of Tai Chi on it, he carefully put it away, and then looked at the old man eagerly again.

"Grandpa, uncle said that you have studied many martial arts, is it true?"

Gu Gong nodded modestly: "Reporting to Shangxian, I used to be a martial arts idiot when I was young. I have indeed watched a lot of martial arts, and I also have the habit of collecting martial arts secret books."

"Is there any kind of martial arts that can hit people with things?"

Lin Xiaolu raised his little hand, gestured to the old man and said, "It's like a golden ball that covers a person. This ball is indestructible, even bricks can't be broken. Is there any martial art that can hold this ball? The person who hit directly inside?"

The old man was stupefied when he heard this, he looked at Lin Xiaolu who was dancing, and it took him a while to understand what he meant, and then the doubts in his heart became more serious.

Hitting someone with something?This should be able to be done by any celestial spirit method, right?Why did the Lin Xiaoxian family seek methods from martial arts?

He peeked suspiciously at Zhang Yong, especially at the saber in his left hand and the token hanging from his waist.

It is true that the Imperial Forest Army is not a fake, not a liar.

Putting down his doubts, he looked at Lin Xiaolu and continued to speak: "Go back to Shangxian, the martial arts mentioned by Shangxian, as far as the old man knows, there is no such thing."

Lin Xiaolu's face froze, and she felt extremely disappointed in an instant.

But the old man in front of him said again: "Although there is no such thing, but there are a few methods of strength in martial arts, which are somewhat close to the meaning of the gods."

"What method!" Lin Xiaolu was ecstatic, looking at him expectantly.

The old man looked at the young man in front of him, and slowly said:

"Inch strength! Collapse strength!"

Lin Xiaolu was taken aback for a moment, his face was full of bewilderment.

Gu Gong saw that he didn't understand, so he said to the boy in Tsing Yi again: "Go, take out all the old man's written talks."