Douluo: I penetrate the world with infinite martial arts

Su Yuntao did not dare to go to a dangerous place like the Star Dou Forest alone.

But the forest near Nanshan Village is just an ordinary forest. There are soul beasts, which are also very rare and not very old.

However, just a few minutes later, Yang Jian opened the door and came back.

Su Yuntao was slightly startled when he saw what he was holding.

Although he said that Su Yuntao should spend his own money to buy food, Yang Jian was not so petty.

After all, it is the host.

Moreover, the other party told him a lot of news that he didn't know before, so at least he had to give him a meal.

Yang Jian brought over a few side dishes and a bottle of wine. After setting them up, he sat across the table from Su Yuntao.

Green jade cabbage, braised pork, Mapo tofu, spicy and sour fish... are Yang Jian's favorite hometown dishes.

In Douluo Continent, the cuisine is very similar to his previous life. The dishes in his previous life are basically similar here, maybe with different names, but the taste and appearance are the same.

In terms of food, it was almost the only thing Yang Jian could use to recall the past.

After eating and drinking, Su Yuntao sighed under Yang Jian's gaze and began to talk about what he knew.

Yang Jian was like a sponge. All the knowledge Su Yuntao told about Douluo Continent was absorbed by him as easily as water.

Half a day passed by in a flash, and there was nothing left alive in Su Yuntao's stomach.

He even started to have some fun.

It's like a legendary biography, an untrue story.

When telling these stories, he would declare in advance that their authenticity was unknown to prevent Yang Jian from taking the stories seriously, but his thoughts were quite delicate.

Two more hours later.

Around nine o'clock at night.

The door of the wooden house opened with a creak, and Yang Jian walked out with a satisfied look on his face. Facing the moonlight like broken silver, he returned to the village chief's house.

And in this temporary wooden house.

Su Yuntao's face was numb, and he rubbed his tired head helplessly.

"What a monster."

"Can a six-year-old child have so much energy?"

"Could it be that I'm getting old?"

Su Yuntao's consciousness was a little dazed, and then he smiled bitterly, feeling the difference in the world from Yang Jian again.

As the branch deacon of Wuhun Palace, Su Yuntao's talent as a soul master is actually very low. He is destined not to go far as a soul master. Therefore, if he wants a fairly bright future, he must You can only seek positions that do not require the soul master level.

But how difficult is it?

With a talent like Yang Jian's, he is destined to be a trendsetter in this world.

The whole world focused on him.

But people like him, Su Yuntao, could not reach the same height even if they spent their entire lives.

"Talent is a simple word, but it carries a huge burden."

He sighed, then closed his eyes and fell asleep with his clothes on.

...............

After returning home, Yang Jian saw the village chief sitting on the recliner as soon as he opened the door.

The village chief frowned slightly and stared at Yang Jian.

Waiting for Yang Jian to speak.

Opposite, Yang Jian moved a small stool and sat on it.

Then he took out a simple booklet from his arms.

The booklet is not thick, and only looks like a few dozen thin pages. The paper used is a relatively expensive type, which can protect against moisture and sun, and can be stored for a long time.

Under the village chief's puzzled gaze, Yang Jian unfolded the pamphlet and placed it on his lap.

The village chief opened the pamphlet with his only arm.

On the first page, two lines of poetry jump out.

The tree has no roots, its flowers are just beginning to bloom, and the old tree is replanted with young branches.Plum blossoms are sent to willows, mulberry trees are connected to pears, and it is said that they are like cultivators.

Since ancient times, the immortals have been transplanted, and the old man originally had a medicine doctor.Visiting the Master and asking Fang'er, it's too late to start cultivating quickly.

These two poems seem to be written specifically for the elderly and infirm, implying the meaning of spring coming out of dead trees and rejuvenation.

The village chief chewed the poem carefully and felt more and more deeply that it had profound meaning.

After a few minutes, he continued to open the pages and read.

After the two poems, the booklet is full of drawings of various postures, and under each posture, there are detailed text annotations.

The village chief is not stupid.

He saw that the things recorded in this booklet were unusual, like some kind of spiritual secret book.

Is it some kind of meditation?

Looking at the movements above, the village chief thought immediately.

When a soul master cultivates his soul power, he needs to meditate attentively. Therefore, meditation methods that can improve the efficiency of meditation have emerged.

Good meditation methods can greatly improve the efficiency of soul power cultivation. They are generally in the hands of big forces and are not spread to outsiders.

The village chief originally thought that what was written in the pamphlet was a meditation method, but after reading it for a while, he found that it was completely different from the meditation method in his mind.

Meditation requires full concentration and a quiet environment.

However, the various movements recorded in the booklet require you to move your entire body, which is not a meditation method.

"what is this?"

The village chief couldn't hold it any longer and asked.

Yang Jian smiled slightly and said: "Health-preserving Tai Chi."

Health-preserving Tai Chi requires Martial Arts Point 24.

He exchanged it specifically for the village chief, but he did not practice it himself because this martial art was not suitable for him.

Health-preserving Tai Chi, as its name suggests, is used to maintain health.

Health-preserving Tai Chi has slow movements and gentle postures, which can nourish qi and blood and nourish the meridians.

The people suitable for practicing are the elderly who are weak and weak. It can build the foundation and strengthen the body. If you practice to a high level, you can rejuvenate your youth and make your body decades younger.

Most of the old people who practice this martial art have fair hair and childish faces, and they walk as fast as flying.

Opposite me, the village chief was slightly startled and said, "What? What kind of skill does Tai have?"

Yang Jian patiently repeated: "Health-preserving Tai Chi."

"Practice this technique to make the elderly people full of vitality and blood, walk as fast as flying, and live for decades longer."

"Village Chief, your body is perfect for cultivation."

Then, looking at the village chief who was still confused, Yang Jian told him how to practice.

Since the health-preserving Tai Chi moves are simple, with only eighteen moves in total, the village chief quickly understood the uses of these moves.

After listening silently, the village chief took a deep breath and asked: "Little Overlord, where did you get this health-preserving Tai Chi?"

The villager is also a soul master and has rich knowledge, but he has never seen, or even heard of, any strange secret book like health-preserving Tai Chi that does not require soul power.

In the opinion of the village chief, this kind of secret book would be classified as a secret not to be taught even in the Wuhun Palace, and only core members would have the opportunity to be taught it.

Because the matter was so important, the village chief's words were very serious and prudent.

He thought that Yang Jian was involved in something involving a big force, and he looked worried.

Yang Jian thought for a while and said in deep thought: "When I was playing in Nanshan, I accidentally met a white ape."

"The white ape was huge. I thought I had encountered a monster, so I planned to stay away."

"But it didn't chase me. It just glanced at me and collapsed on the ground with a look of pain on its face."

The village chief asked curiously: "What then?"

Yang Jian continued: "I saw that it seemed to be human, so I slowly approached it."

"Looking carefully, it turned out that there was a big sore bulging in the white ape's abdomen, which made it very painful."

"I found some healing herbs to help it open the sore and release the pus and blood."

"But I never thought that there are some secrets stuffed in there."

"........."

"After that, the white ape left and entered the mountains and dense forests."

The demon sect claimed that Wuji obtained the secret book from the belly of the white ape. Yang Jian simply adapted it and told it clearly.

During the whole process, the village chief kept his eyes wide open and was stunned.

In addition, Yang Jian actually produced many booklets recording simple martial arts such as the Golden Bell Cover and Iron Shirt this year, and in the middle of the night, he either threw them under the cliffs around other villages, or hid them in abandoned buildings. In the caves of trees, he even carved some on big rocks and sunk them into the pools.

He just waits for the destined person to discover him and contribute martial arts points to him. Of course, part of the reason is to confuse the public. Otherwise, Nanshan Village will easily become the target of public criticism.

It had an effect. Judging from the several changes in martial arts points, he had already guessed that some people were starting to practice martial arts.

Back to the topic, when Yang Jian finished speaking, the village chief came back to his senses, took a long breath, and said with emotion: "I didn't expect such a strange thing to happen."

At the same time, there were many other meanings in his eyes when he looked at Yang Jian.

He is born with full soul power, a top-notch martial soul, plus the chance to encounter a treasure-hiding white ape.

My small Nanshan Village actually has a chance to give birth to a dragon... The village chief thought to himself.

As the saying goes, golden scales are just things in the pond. They transform into dragons when the storm strikes.

In the opinion of the village chief, when Yang Jian leaves Nanshan Village and steps onto a broader stage, he will directly ride the wind and transform into a dragon, shocking the world.

"This health-preserving Tai Chi skill is precious, I will keep it for you."

"If you don't want to join the Spirit Hall, if you have the opportunity, you can exchange it for precious resources for your cultivation."

"As for me, I'm just an old man, so forget it."

The village chief looked down at the pamphlet in his hand and said solemnly.

Opposite me, Yang Jian shook his head and said: "Village Chief, this secret book is for your practice, and it won't disappear after you practice it, right?"

"Besides..."

Yang Jian took it out from his arms.

After taking out a stack of pamphlets, Yang Jian stretched out his hand, unfolded it in a fan shape, and smiled slightly.

"The white ape has more than one book in his belly."

The village chief's mouth was wide and his breathing was a little heavy.