Inquiry about immortality

Chapter 6

Qin Sang was silent, touched his chest, stared at Bai Jianglan's eyes persistently, and said, "Brother Bai, you haven't said yet, if I learn martial arts now, can I succeed?"

Bai Jianglan was a little surprised, and said with a smile, "What do you think is success?"

Qin Sang asked tentatively, "Refine your inner strength?"

Bai Jianglan shook his head, "Difficult!"

Qin Sang thought of the scene that Bai Jianglan insisted on leaving behind, and said, "Then, what about the thieves who can kill the evil ones?"

"The thieves also have strong martial arts, but..."

Bai Jianglan's expression moved slightly, "It's rare for you to have such a heart. If you really want to learn, I can teach you a few "Fuhu Changquan" to teach you how to protect yourself. This kung fu is not a high-level martial arts. It is the most common boxing kung fu in martial arts, and it can also be used with guns and sticks, and ordinary escorts can perform several styles."

Qin Sang was overjoyed and knelt down and bowed, "Qin Sang thanked his teacher!"

"Don't be too polite!"

Bai Jianglan pulled Qin Sang up with a smile, "Three Witch City is coming soon, I can only pass on your three styles. In the future, the rivers and lakes will be scattered, and there will be no time to see each other. I dare not call myself a teacher. You and I are still brothers. "Fuhu Changquan" has ten styles. If you can really persevere, you can find a teacher at any escort bureau and learn the next seven styles. However, you should not dislike the superficiality of kung fu. Enough is enough, and it can do great things. It is rumored that there was once a wizard in the martial arts who used the simplest "Arhat Boxing" to cultivate a powerful infuriating body. Of course, it is only this one."

"Alright!"

"The first style, the angry dragon goes to sea..."

"Second style, the fist is sky-high..."

"The third style, King Kong Fuhu..."

"Fuhu Changquan" is really superficial, especially the first three moves. Bai Jianglan practiced Qin Sang twice before memorizing the moves and formulas.

When it was Qin Sang's turn to fight by himself, although he could only put on airs because of his leg injury, he also understood that there were still things inside. It was far from being as simple as it seemed. The same trick, he and Bai Jianglan seemed to play exactly the same way, but they couldn't learn it. will work hard.

The next step is to guide the strength and correct mistakes. Fortunately, the first three poses of "Fuhu Changquan" focus on the arms and fists. The upper body strength is used, and footwork is not required. Qin Sang's injured leg is on the side of the boat. Only learning the method of posture and luck will have little effect.

"Concentrate! Is there a King Kong like you?"

"The move is the table, the strength is the inner strength, the punch is crooked, and the strength is wrong, you don't want to cultivate inner strength for the rest of your life!"

……

When teaching martial arts, Bai Jianglan did not show any affection, and the scolding was light.

After the practice, those people gathered around laughing and giggling to watch the fun. Qin Sang took a few sticks in the back, and he no longer dared to be distracted. When it was time for dinner, he really had mastered all three poses.

After the meal, the sun came out, the mist on the river surface became thinner at a speed visible to the naked eye, and someone suddenly shouted at the bow, "Three Witch City is here!"

Qin Sang stood up on the side of the boat, and saw the mist in the heart of the river scattered into the green hills, and there were many boats and boats on the exposed river.

In the center of the gathering of boats, the shore should be the first ferry. It is said that it is a ferry, and its scale is similar to that of a town.

It is hard to imagine what kind of majestic city the Three Witch City behind the ferry is!
The boat moved forward in a low-key manner, the water monkey jumped to the bow and waved the flag, waiting for a small boat to approach gently, loudly negotiating the price with the boatman, turning around and shouting: "Brother Qin, get off the boat!"

Time to disembark.

"There will be a period later!"

Although getting along with Bai Jianglan and others was short-lived, Qin Sang was filled with reluctance. After saying goodbye one by one, he tied the baskets with ropes and put them on the small boat, watching the big boat leave.

The water monkey was still waving at the bow.

……

"Is this your first time coming to Three Witch City?"

The boat moved nimbly in the river, and slowly approached the ferry. An old man supported the boat. Seeing that Qin Sang had been looking at the ferry, Qin Sang spoke up.

Qin Sang retracted his gaze, looked at the old man, and joked: "The boatman, my surname is Qin, and I don't dare to be a son. I'm here to look for a god. Seeing your style, I've been running boats on the river for many years. Have you seen a fairy?"

The old man laughed, "Brother Qin, don't make fun of the little old man. The little old man has been running boats with his parents since he was eight years old. He has been running on the river for more than 50 years, but he has never seen any gods. Brother Qin, you Are you coming to Sanwu City to do business, or to visit relatives and friends, or to find a job? The little old man has traveled all over Sanwu City, maybe he can help a little."

"Look at my leg," Qin Sang lifted the injured leg and said with a wry smile, "I can't stand still now, and I don't want to do anything. I'll treat my leg first. I don't know where there is a genius doctor in the ferry, please Pointing, sir."

"Oh?"

The old man looked down at Qin Sang's legs, shook his head and said, "The doctors are all in the city to treat the nobles, why would they stay at the ferry? There are still thirty miles from here to Sanwu City... But the little old man knows a few. The old man has some reputation in the ferry, if my brother can trust me, I will take you there..."

While they were talking, the pier appeared in the sight of the two of them. The ferry was crowded with people, most of whom were in rags, making a noise, so it was not confusing.

Qin Sang said in surprise: "There are so many people in the ferry?"

"Brother Qin doesn't know something..."

The old man sighed with sympathy on his face: "In the past, the ferry was not so lively. Recently, many people who fled came from the north, saying that there was a severe drought in the north and a locust plague. They are all poor people. They can't survive in their hometown, so they can only flee south. To be honest, I'm almost [-] years old, and I have seen similar scenes a few times, but I have never seen such a world. Not only the first One ferry port, the following ports are crowded with poor people seeking survival, and dozens of people are competing for the most difficult trackers, not to mention outside Sanwu City, they all say that the new emperor is incompetent..."

The old man suddenly shut his mouth and gave Qin Sang a shy look on his face.

Qin Sang didn't care, and looked at the pier with the side of the boat. Sure enough, as the old man said, [-]% of them are poor people with yellow faces and thin skin.

The old man made a mistake in his words and hurriedly changed the subject, "Brother Qin, when I mentioned the poor, the little old man suddenly remembered. The little old man has never seen a real god, but I heard that there is a living god in the Qingyang Temple in Cuiming Mountain! "

Qin Sang snorted softly, "What kind of living fairy?"

Seeing that Qin Sang's attention was really attracted, the old man's face became bright, "Speaking of this living fairy, he has a good reputation in the vicinity, and he refers to the Taoist monk of Qingyang Guanzhu. Is there anything in the Taoist temple on Cuiming Mountain? Little, Qingyangguan has not been famous for a long time. Later, the Qingyangguan master appeared, and his fame increased. Speaking of Qingyangguanzhu, the most famous one is his sage benevolence, and it is true that he is a living god."

(End of this chapter)