Weird Taoism: I became a god in a strange world

Zhao Tou quietly made a "drink a cup" gesture with his hands to his white soldiers.

Everyone understood and winked at Zhao Tou.

Everyone left the noisy martial arts training ground and returned to the white soldiers in Gui District.

Lin Hun actually watched the whole process of the duel between the two leaders.

Just like the plot in the martial arts movies of later generations, the two sides had a lot of fun fighting with "Fire Palm" against "Brick Opening Hand".

Lin Hun watched them fighting back and forth and thought:

I have been practicing tricks recently, and I have only worked hard on tricks.

But I know nothing about martial arts. Should I practice a few martial arts?

If I encounter something in the future, I can also use martial arts to cover up the fact that I know tricks.

Anyway, there are many people who know martial arts in this world.

Back to his own soldier's room, Lin Hun continued to practice holding two large stone pillars.

"Brother Lin Hun, Zhao Tou called us to eat."

After a while, Teng Yuan ran over like a gust of wind and called him to eat.

"Teng Yuan, after dinner, will you go to the martial arts training ground to practice martial arts?"

Lin Hun washed his hands and walked with Teng Yuan.

"Practice martial arts! If you don't practice for one day, three days will be wasted!"

Teng Yuan moved his neck, and there were obviously many bruises on his body.

According to him, he was beaten when he went to the martial arts training ground.

Some people saw that he was a white soldier and deliberately pulled him to be a sparring partner.

"I'll go with you."

Lin Hun said.

"Really? That's great, brother Lin Hun, let's go together.

Let's go, the roast chicken and braised goose from Zui Xiang Ju in the east of the city arranged by Zhao Tou is here, it smells so good."

Teng Yuan was really hungry.

But he still followed Lin Hun, and did not surpass him because Lin Hun walked slowly.

This kid knows the rules.

Lin Hun's evaluation of Teng Yuan gradually increased in his heart.

Over there, Zhao Tou and his friends had already started eating.

They even secretly took a sip of wine in the middle, and everyone was laughing tacitly.

Men are so simple.

There is meat and wine.

No worries.

Lin Hun really likes the roast chicken from Zui Xiang Ju in the east of the city. It tastes oily and delicious.

After dinner, Zhao Tou and his friends started to play with money again.

Teng Yuan came over and pulled Lin Hun's sleeve, saying:

"Brother Lin Hun, let's go to the martial arts training ground."

Teng Yuan ate almost three people's portions by himself, one roast chicken leg and one braised goose head.

It seems that this guy was born to be a white soldier.

The white soldiers provide food and accommodation, which is suitable for this young man who eats a cow for one meal.

"Zhao Tou, then Teng Yuan and I will go to the martial arts training ground to take a look."

Lin Hun said hello to Zhao Tou and followed Teng Yuan.

"Lin Hun, there are black soldiers, yamen runners, constables, etc. in the martial arts training ground. They look down on us white soldiers the most. Be careful when you go there."

Zhao Tou gave a warning, and then lowered his head to play with money.

"Got it, Zhao Tou."

"Zhao Tou, I'm here, I won't let Brother Lin Hun get hurt, hehe."

Teng Yuan scratched his head with his oily hands and laughed.

The two of them came to the martial arts training ground one after the other.

The Zhengui Division usually encourages everyone to practice martial arts, and treats the lowest white soldiers equally.

The main reason is very simple:

Whether it is white soldiers or black soldiers, these people are hereditary.

It would be best if you can live a few more years to serve the Zhengui Division, and it would be even better if you can live a few more years and have more offspring.

To put it bluntly, the white and black soldiers at the bottom are just "worker ants" of the Dayu Dynasty.

Toiling all their lives, there is no day to get out of this trap.

Therefore, Zhao Tou and his men, who have seen through everything, will choose to enjoy life while they can.

How long can a young man with aspirations like Teng Yuan last?

The entire Gui District Baizu are looking at Teng Yuan.

When his passion is extinguished by reality, will Teng Yuan choose to believe in fate and lie down?

Lin Hun saw Teng Yuan clearly with his "Eye of Strength".

The child had a sincere expression when talking to Lin Hun, and occasionally showed a child-like embarrassed expression.

There were bruises on his neck, shoulders, chest and back, which were caused by being beaten as a "sandbag" by others in the martial arts training ground.

"Brother Lin Hun, we're here! Let's go, I'll take you there."

The sound of "Hey Ya Aha" of martial arts training was heard from a long distance, and Lin Hun smelled a whiff of sweat.

Teng Yuan led Lin Hun to a very remote place in the martial arts training ground, which was the martial arts training area exclusively for Baizu.

"Brother Lin Hun, which weapon do you practice with? I'll get it for you."

Teng Yuan took off his shirt, revealing his muscular body.

In the center of the martial arts training ground, there were rows of weapon racks.

Others could use these weapons at will.

Lin Hun thought for a moment and said, "I have been practicing strength before.I want to practice a martial art this time. By the way, Teng Yuan, which martial art are you practicing? "

Teng Yuan laughed twice when he heard Lin Hun's words.

"Brother Lin Hun, I practice my family's martial art, called "Teng Family Fist".

According to my father, it seems that every family in our Baizu family has a martial art. Brother Lin Hun, don't you have one?"

"Teng Family Fist", this name is very down-to-earth.

Does Lin Hun's family have a martial art?

Lin Hun began to search carefully in his mind.

After a while, he confirmed that there should be no.

Or it was broken in the generation of the predecessor, this unpromising thing.

"The inheritance is broken."

Lin Hun shook his head.

"That's okay, let's go, Brother Lin Hun, I'll accompany you to the martial arts training ground to choose a martial art from Coach Yang. ”

The Zhenguisi martial arts training ground sells all kinds of martial arts secrets in the world, and you only need to pay silver.

Teng Yuan took two steps and stopped again.

Looking into Lin Hun's eyes, he said: "Brother Lin Hun, in your situation..."

He stood there, not knowing what to do.

Teng Yuan suddenly remembered that Lin Hun was blind, so he couldn't look through these secrets.

The most important thing is that some secrets have meridian diagrams for new skills and qi.

If there is a slight mistake during practice, it will be a thousand miles away. At the least, you will become disabled, and at the worst, you will go crazy and die.

This is not a joke.

Only by looking at those meridian diagrams and strictly following the exercise routes marked on the diagrams can you ensure that you are practicing accurately.

Teng Yuan seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly slapped his head and said happily:

"Brother Lin Hun, why don't I pass on "Teng Family Boxing" to you.

In this way, I can tell you how to exercise qi and where the qi flows through the meridians. "

"Although my "Teng Family Fist" is not popular, it can also strengthen the body."

Teng Yuan's expression was sincere, as if he was happy that Lin Hun had found this way to practice martial arts.

"This... this is passed down by your Teng family. Isn't it inappropriate to give it to me?"

Lin Hun asked.

"Hey, it's just a set of boxing. Now I am the head of the old Teng family. I will pass it to you if I want. Come on, brother Lin Hun, start practicing."

Teng Yuan pulled Lin Hun to practice without saying anything.

Recite the formula of "Teng Family Fist" to him, especially the way of meridian qi circulation is introduced most clearly.

Just when the two were teaching and learning.

A shout came from a distance:

"White Soldier, come, come and practice with me!"