My name is Zeng Jing, the son-in-law of a wealthy family, but I have time powers

Zeng Jing drove the car and opened Tencent Maps. The navigation started to prompt distance and plan the best route.

We arrived at a park in less than 10 minutes, and Mr. Li was under a big tree on the roadside.

Zeng Jing looked around and saw no parking space, so she had to turn on the double flash and get out of the car. The door was not locked, and there was no valuables in the car anyway.

"Zeng Jing, come here quickly. Let me introduce you. These two are my old comrades-in-arms. The one on the left is named Liu, and the one on the right is named Lin."

"Good morning, Grandpa Liu and Grandpa Lin!"

"Not bad, not bad! He is indeed a talented person."

The three old men were riding horses and squatting on their crotches, doing Tai Chi freely.

Zeng Jing learned a few gestures, but there were no moves at all.

"You, Grandpa Lin, are a master. You are an authentic Shaolin lay disciple. You are a master of Arhat Fist. You were also a well-known figure back then."

"No prizes, no prizes, does Xiao Zeng know Tai Chi?"

"Grandpa Lin, I first practiced Bajiquan and Tai Chi, but now I practice Wuji Quan."

"Wujiquan? What do you mean? Why haven't I heard of it?"

"My master Meng Yuntong said that whether it is Tai Chi or Baji, practicing it will be Wuji in the end."

Grandpa Liu was shocked, "What? Grandmaster Meng Yuntong is actually your master."

"Yes, Master Wuchen also taught me the authentic Wudang Tai Chi, but it will eventually transform into Wuji Kung Fu."

Grandpa Lin was no longer calm, "Taoist Master Wuchen? That's the old god. It's not easy to get his guidance. Boy, it seems you are a master. Hurry up and teach grandpa two moves."

"Grandpa Lin, it's okay to spar with each other. I'm an internal martial artist. I'm afraid you won't have the chance to master it."

"That's right! I'm 80 years old. It's definitely too late to practice now."

The two sparred for a few times, and Zeng Jing led the old man away with a little force.

"No more practice. The gap is too big. How did you practice at such a young age? You are actually a master in the family."

"Grandpa Lin, although I am not very old, I have practiced martial arts since I was a child, and with the guidance of experts, and constant adventures, I was lucky enough to become a master in my family."

Grandpa Liu gave a thumbs up and said, "Old Li, you have good vision. You are indeed a young hero."

Grandpa Li stroked his beard lightly, "I didn't know he knew kung fu. This kid is full of treasures. We can dig more."

Zeng Jing taught a set of Bajiquan to three old men.Then everyone went to Cijingzhai to drink tea.

The three old men are regular visitors here, and many people greet them when they enter.

When Zeng Jing came here for the first time, everyone paid special attention.

There are not many young people who can be valued by the three old chiefs.

The four of them sat down in the hall, and someone immediately served tea. It was a good Longjing tea with a fragrant aroma.

A few people chatted all over the world. Zeng Jing had just seen 5000 years ago. She was a top student in the history department, so she knew history very well, which impressed several old men.

When it comes to the Three Kingdoms, we have to mention Zhuge Liang, Cao Cao and Zhou Yu. The three old men have different opinions on who is the smartest person.

Grandpa Li believed that Zhuge Liang was a rare military strategist and statesman.

Grandpa Lin thinks it is Cao Cao. This man has a long-term vision. He is not arrogant in victory but not discouraged in defeat. He fights after repeated defeats and laughs until the end.

Grandpa Liu thinks Zhou Yu is the smartest, but because the stage is too small and he does not have a peerless general like Liu Guanzhang, he is not as dazzling as Zhuge Liang, and he died young. If he were alive, Zhuge Liang might not be able to suppress him.