Chuanwu: Going back to the village to show off?I add some martial arts to become a saint

Although Lin Qing has been cultivating hard, he still knows the ways of the world.

Qing Yun Guan treats him well, if he doesn't give him this face, his EQ is too low.

Following Jue Guzi all the way to the backyard, passing through the promenade of Tingxiang Pavilion, Lin Qing was surprised that there was a lake pavilion here.

There are lotus flowers floating on the sparkling water, and the arch bridges are connected in the distance, which looks like a jade belt, which is pleasing to the eye.

Unexpectedly, there would be such a scene in Qingyun Temple, so it was a little surprising.

"In addition to being a Taoist temple, this place was also a place for the emperor to cultivate immortals."

As if aware of Lin Qing's accident, Jue Guzi explained in a low voice in his ear.

Hearing this, Lin Qing suddenly realized.

No wonder he felt a bit of the beauty of the royal family from these buildings.

All the way through the promenade, Lin Qing finally saw Zheng Wan sitting in the pavilion in the middle of the lake.

Chapter 133 Boxing has north and south, but does the state have north and south? !

It was different from the monotonous suits I met a few times before.

Today's Zheng Wan is wearing a plain white cheongsam with slits, black hair hanging down, outlining the curve of her profile face, and entwined on the shoulder sleeves; The scenery is somewhat matching.

She was concentrating on fiddling with the tea set at hand, wiping the white porcelain teacup with her slender hands. She was obviously a northern girl, but she gave off the feeling of a small family in the south.

Lin Qing's eyes only stayed on her for two seconds before he was attracted by the tea set on the table.

This tea set is actually a miniature version of the heart lake, with decorations such as a pavilion in the center of the lake, a nine-curved corridor, etc., and plates of delicate pastries floating on the water, the whole set of tea sets looks expensive.

This kind of tea set is called Qushui Liushang. Lin Qing had seen it in a short video before, but he didn't expect the real thing to be more beautiful than the camera.

"Mr. Lin, long time no see."

Zheng Wan looked up at Lin Qing, smiled slightly, and made a gesture of please.

Lin Qing sat down opposite the woman and watched as she began to warm the cup, pour tea, pour water, and shake the incense.

"Miss Zheng, if you have something to say, just speak up."

Seeing that the other party handed over the teacup for him to taste, Lin Qing waved his hand to refuse, and asked calmly.

Seeing this, Zheng Wan said while going through the process of making tea:

"Mr. Lin, do you prefer southern tea or northern tea?"

She took out three empty bowls and filled them with tea, then continued the process of making tea, saying:

"Southern my country is more suitable for growing tea. Oolong tea, Pu'er tea, green tea, black tea, the random flowers gradually become attractive to the eyes. Different tea varieties have very different tastes."

"In the north, because of the climate, there is only one famous tea called Maojian. Strictly speaking, Xinyang is not considered the north, and this is also forced by the government."

Lin Qing remained silent and continued to listen.

"One side of water and soil nourishes one side of people, and people in different places have different tastes. Like me, I love Maojian. I think that when this tea comes out, Wancha will lose its color."

"But taste is an extremely subjective thing, how can one person tell the difference?"

"Therefore, there has been endless debate about which of the North and South teas tastes better."

"Although they are all good teas, whether they are tasted by southerners or northerners, they will always prefer the tea produced in the country."

Speaking of this, Zheng Wan looked directly at Lin Qing, and pushed two cups of tea over: "These two teas, one is Maojian from the north, and the other is Dancong from the south, why don't Mr. Lin taste it?"

Lin Qing looked at the two bowls of tea, but did not take them, and said expressionlessly:

"I don't like tea."

Hearing this, Zheng Wan was not angry, but smiled instead.

"So in this world, Mr. Lin is the only one who can level the two bowls of water."

"You want me to fight in place of the Bei faction?"

Hearing the other party's words seemed to mean something, Lin Qing asked.

However, Zheng Wan shook her head, "No, I hope you can win the champion of this martial arts exchange conference in your own name."

Lin Qing was a little surprised that the other party would say such a thing.

Zheng Wan explained: "Whether it is the Southern faction or the Northern faction, they are representatives of one vote. Even if they win the championship, the other party will definitely not accept it."

"Just like a balance, if you want to ensure an absolute balance on both sides, you must have people who check and balance."

"There is no one other than Mr. Lin in this check and balance."

"Is there any benefit for you to do this?"

Lin Qing was a little puzzled.

He thought that the other party wanted him to replace the North in the battle, so that both Zheng Kefu and Zheng Wan would return to the position of president of the North-South faction association.

But what can the opponent gain by letting him participate in the competition as a neutral?

Is it to lose a little less people?

Having said that, Zheng Wan sighed:

"Mr. Lin, my grandfather is a person who can give up everything in order to pass on martial arts. He is even willing to bear the infamy of the world, even if he is nailed to the pillar of shame after death."

"There are two wishes in his life. The first is to see that Bajiquan can flourish. He has already accomplished this."

Whether Lin Qing made Baji set his mind in the deadly battle, or Zheng Huaigu taught Bajiquan, in the end, this kind of boxing was branded in his muscles and could not be changed.

Although there was some way out in the end, Lin Qing defeated Fang Renjie and Zheng Kefu with Bajiquan. Both Dr. Zheng and him could close their eyes with peace of mind.

"The second point is to hope that the North and South factions that have been at odds for decades will merge into one."

Having said this, Zheng Wan's voice trembled a little: "The state has north and south, but does boxing have north and south?"

Now Chuanwu is on the decline, and in a few years, ten years, decades, I am afraid it will disappear.

At this time, fighting in the nest is just speeding up the speed of extinction, and only reporting to the group to keep warm is the most important thing.

"No matter in which field, to put it bluntly, whoever has a hard fist has the weight of his words."

"So Grandpa hopes that you can completely subdue the two factions, so that they can fully wake up, stop fighting for power, and start to advance and retreat together."

It is exactly as Zheng Wan said.

When absolute power appears, the frog at the bottom of the well realizes that he is sitting in a well and watching the sky, and he will start to reflect on himself.

Because no matter how much you compete for the first place, you can't compete with him, so what's the point?

After saying these words, Zheng Wan looked at Lin Qing anxiously, waiting for his response.

"I really want to participate, and I also want to get No.1."

Lin Qing's words made her happy.

"However, the reason for my participation has nothing to do with your messy things."

Seeing this, Zheng Wan asked cautiously: "Then Mr. Lin, can you tell me a little bit about the reason?"

Lin Qing raised a finger and said slowly, "100 million."

There are two reasons for him to participate, one is to see the king of ten thousand punches, and the other is the prize money.

As for cultivation, if you are poor and wealthy, it is impossible to go whoring for nothing all the time, and it will cost you money.

100 million is enough for him for a long time.

Hearing the reason for this, Zheng Wan who was drinking tea almost choked.

"Uh, actually Mr. Lin wants money, all he needs to do is say..."

"Okay, Miss Zheng."

In the middle of the other party's speech, Lin Qing shook his head and interrupted: "Although the reasons are different, the goal is the same. If you are satisfied with the answer, you can go back."

The more he cultivated his mind, the more Lin Qing affirmed his thoughts.

For him, whether it is South Fist or North Fist, it is just a driving tool for him on the road of life evolution.

Not so many twists and turns.

As for asking Zheng's Baji for money, it's simply impossible.

With Lin Qing's current strength, if he really wanted to make money, he would be invited to countless performance conferences with his fingers.

It's just that he doesn't want to do it.

"Mr. Lin, there is one more thing."

Zheng Wan didn't leave, but took out two books that were already yellowed and worn out from the seat, and pushed them over.

"These two boxing books were given to you by my grandfather."

Chapter 134 Chopping the palm!

Lin Qing glanced over the two boxing books, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Although the cover is worn out, the traditional characters on it can still be discerned.

"Liuhe Big Spear", "Splitting and Hanging Palm"!

"There is right and wrong in people, but there is no right or wrong in boxing. In the hands of people with excellent martial arts virtues, it is a good boxing. I hope Mr. Lin can accept these two boxing books."

"They work best only in your hands."

Zheng Wan said.

"Liuhe big gun, grandpa has already demonstrated it. The gun is the thief of a hundred soldiers. This marksmanship is the core of Bajiquan."

"And this chopping and hanging palm is an important boxing technique that can push Baji to the peak."

"Liu Yunqiao, Li Shuwen, all the Baji masters have mastered the Baji plus chopping. Grandpa said that his master had already planned to pass on this boxing manual to the senior brother, but..."

Having said that, Zheng Wan sighed.

"Compared to Bajiquan, my grandfather is more proficient in Liuhe gun. He has tried many times, but he can't integrate the two."

"And this chopping and hanging palm alone is not a very powerful boxing technique. Only when combined with Bajiquan can it produce the effect that one plus one is greater than two."

"So, instead of letting the two books of boxing become dusty, I hope you can accept it; this is also owed to you by Zheng Kefu's lineage."

Zheng Wan's voice was very sincere, and she looked directly into Lin Qing's eyes and said.

After Lin Qing was silent for a moment, he asked, "How is your grandfather doing now?"

"Since taking Longgu powder, I have overdrawn my energy and blood, and I have been suspended until now."

When Zheng Wan said this, she didn't feel much sadness, on the contrary, she was extremely calm.

For him, the wish of his life has almost been fulfilled, even if he dies now, he will have no regrets.

After a long time, Lin Qing accepted the two cheat books, and said, "Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, Ms. Zheng, please go back. See you on the day of the exchange meeting."

Hearing this, Zheng Wan was overjoyed, and her expression of anxiety for a long time finally relaxed.

"If you need anything, you can contact me no matter if it's the capital city or Yongning town."

Before leaving, she left a word.

After Zheng Wan left, Jue Guzi came over from a distant pavilion and sighed: "Knowing but not doing it is like talking about the mind without deeds; doing without knowing is like talking about the deeds without knowing the mind."

"The unity of knowledge and action leads to conscience."

If one can achieve the unity of knowledge and action, then one is a saint.

"At least for the group of people who are only focused on fighting in the nest and are still extracting the remaining value of Chuanwu, Zheng Kefu still wants to do things for Chuanwu. It's just a pity that this method is too stubborn, and the result is putting the cart before the horse."

Sitting opposite Lin Qing, he drank the bowl of tea in one gulp, and praised: "The Zheng family is worthy of being rich, and the Jiuya Dancong, which weighs more than 40 catties, will be brewed as soon as it is said."

"Are you sure you don't want to try?"

Lin Qing took the tea bowl, chewed the peony like a cow, and drank it all in one gulp, his face wrinkled into a ball: "What kind of swill, I can't drink it."

Seeing this, Jue Guzi clapped his palms and laughed loudly: "Sure enough, people who know how to taste tea can understand it."

"You have thoroughly practiced the purpose of Taiyi Jinhua, do you want to test you a few questions?"

Seeing this, Lin Qing asked with a smile.