Longevity and Immortal Cultivation: Starting from Controlling Your Own Essence

"ah?"

Zhang Yao was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously said: "What kind of internal skills?"

Zhou An discerned his expression, squinted his eyes, and said slowly: "All martial arts in this world are divided into internal and external ones. The horizontal hard exercises taught by my Jinding Martial Arts Hall belong to outsiders' kung fu."

"But I can see that there is a bit of inner martial arts between your movements, especially between the movements of the transformation of the postures..."

As soon as this remark came out: Zhang Yannian's face suddenly changed, and he suddenly turned his head to look at Zhang Yao with burning eyes.

"Pile power transformation? Could it be..."

Zhang Yao's heart moved slightly, and he immediately bowed and said, "Master, I haven't practiced inner martial arts, but I have practiced a pile of skills for longevity."

"Health-preserving skills?"

Zhou An's eyes flashed, he thought for a while, and his expression suddenly eased: "So that's the case... I made a fuss."

He said, looked at Zhang Yao carefully again, and said in his mouth: "But looking at you, the kung fu is almost to the bone, and the skill of the health preservation is not shallow, right?"

"Yes, I can't hide it from the master's eyes."

Zhang Yao stood with his hands tied, and said honestly: "I have been practicing that health-preserving post since I was a child, and I have practiced it for many years."

"good."

Zhou An nodded slightly, showing a smile: "At your age, being able to practice the health-preserving skills to such a high level shows your dedication and perseverance."

"Your talent and character are all top choices, you can be called a martial arts wizard."

Zhang Yao quickly lowered his head, and said humbly, "Master is absurdly praised, and this disciple is ashamed."

"okay."

Zhou An waved his hand and said, "You have the foundation of this martial art. When you practice the twenty-four styles of carrying a tripod, you will surely advance in a thousand miles."

"But you have to be very careful, you can't practice these two kung fu at the same time, otherwise it will cause you to be deficient in Qi and blood, and endogenously ill."

When Zhang Yao heard this, his heart moved immediately.

"Can't Taiyi Zhuang Gong and the twenty-four tripod-carrying moves be practiced at the same time?"

"It should be because the depletion of energy is too severe, and ordinary people can't bear it...I'll try it again when I go back."

Thinking of this, he immediately said respectfully on his face: "Yes, I will follow Master's instruction."

Zhou An nodded, and said: "You will carry the twenty-four styles of the tripod, and do it again from the beginning, take your time."

Hearing this, Zhang Yao immediately followed Zhou An's instructions and rehearsed the twenty-four tripod-carrying moves from the beginning.

This time, Zhou An came to his side, pointing out his mistakes and correcting them one by one, and at the same time teaching by example, he would also demonstrate in person.

With such a famous teacher, Zhang Yao's progress is naturally amazing, and there are new changes almost every rehearsal.

After more than an hour, Zhang Yao threw out his fists and feet, turned his body, and the rehearsal was nine points similar, only some minor details needed to be adjusted.

"It's really amazing talent!"

Zhang Yannian on the side watched from beginning to end, with a complicated expression, and sighed in his heart.

"Sir, it's time for lunch."

A servant came and reminded Zhou An.

"Um."

Zhou An nodded and signaled, "Zhang Yao, go eat first, take a rest, and come back in the afternoon."

"Yes, Master."

Zhang Yao saluted respectfully, turned around and left the backyard, passed through the two martial arts arenas in the inner and front yards, and left the Jinding Martial Arts Hall.

"Master..."

Zhang Yannian on the side came over and couldn't help but said: "Could it be that you have moved on to accept the idea of ​​apprentice?"

Under normal circumstances, although Zhou An would also teach the new martial arts apprentices, he would not talk so much at all, let alone be so attentive.

After all, they are only named disciples, and the relationship between everyone is very simple, one pays money, and the other teaches skills; I teach real things, as for how much you can learn in the martial arts hall, it all depends on your own level.

But Zhou An's treatment of Zhang Yao was completely different from other new disciples, which naturally made Zhang Yannian guess.

"I have a little thought about this..."

Zhou An didn't hide anything, smiled, and said with emotion: "It's rare, this kid's talent is better than you and Yao'er, even Zong Wei can't compare."

"Seeing that I am getting old and my blood is starting to decline, and I can still meet such a good seedling, it really makes my heart itch."

"Besides, with one more senior brother, you will have one more person to help you if you encounter trouble in the future."

Zhang Yannian's expression on the side moved slightly, and he said, "Master is only in his fifties, and he is at the peak of his spring and autumn. How can he be half old?"

"It's not good if you don't accept it."

But Zhou An shook his head and said: "In this world today, if you can live past the age of sixty, you will be considered a good end, let alone those who practice foreign martial arts, how can they live long?"

Zhang Yannian was silent for a moment, then asked in a low voice: "Then this Zhang Yao, look..."

Zhou An pondered for a while, and said, "Don't worry about this matter, let's find out about him first."

"Even if his net worth is clean and he has no bad deeds, his parents and grandparents are still doing a decent business, but he still has to examine his character and disposition. At least it will take a few months."

Hearing this, Zhang Yannian nodded and said, "I understand, Master, I will take time to deal with this matter."

In this era, the relationship between master and direct disciple is no less than the true father-son relationship.

Therefore, although Zhou An was thinking about accepting disciples, this matter still made him cautious, and he would not make up his mind easily.

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"Martial arts wizard?"

Zhang Yao walked on the West Street, shaking his head inwardly.

His family is clear about his family affairs, his talent in martial arts can only be said to be average, otherwise he would have been favored by the old Palace Master long ago.

What really made him perform extraordinary was Taiyi Zhuanggong.

This skill is easy to learn but difficult to master. In the Qingping Palace, there are many examples of forty or fifty-year-old Taoists who have been practicing for a lifetime but have difficulty in mastering it.

I'm afraid Zhou An never thought about it, Zhang Yao is only fifteen years old, and his skills are almost perfect.

"However, with the solid foundation of Taiyi Zhuanggong, coupled with the talent of energy transformation, a real martial arts wizard may not necessarily be comparable to me."

Thinking of this moment, Zhang Yao's self-confidence rose in his heart, and his thoughts moved slightly. In an instant, a light blue light curtain rose out:

Name: Zhang Yao

Talent: source of vitality, transformation of essence

Skills: Mastery of Medicinal Materials (50%), Taiyi Zhuanggong (66%), Alchemy (14%), Jindinggong (3%)

"3% progress just after getting started? Not bad."

Zhang Yao raised his eyebrows, feeling a little joy in his heart.

It seems that the speed of his cultivation of this Golden Cauldron Kung Fu is faster than he imagined.

This is a foreigner's skill used for fighting and killing, and it only needs to be practiced to a small degree, so that he can have a certain amount of self-protection power.

"It's time to rent a yard."

Thinking of this, Zhang Yao quickened his pace slightly.

He first came to a dental shop on West Street, and after explaining his needs, he was led by the dental staff to look at several courtyards.

He was not too picky, and quickly selected a courtyard, and quickly completed a series of procedures such as signing and depositing.

"It's really dirty, and it costs five taels of silver a year..."

In the private small courtyard, Zhang Yao was still complaining while cleaning up.

This place is not big, but it is more expensive than most of the houses in Changping City. Naturally, the location is good.

It's not far from the bustling and bustling West Street, and it takes only a few minutes to walk to the Jinding Martial Arts Hall. He also chose this location specially.

"This money should be spent or spent."

"This Changping City is not a paradise. There are many thieves and bandits, and there are also some local gangs."

"I'm alone and not safe. I live near the Jinding Martial Arts Academy, and I have the status of a martial arts disciple. I can avoid a lot of trouble."

Zhang Yao thought so, but he didn't care much about the cost of silver taels.

Reverend Guanlu has hundreds of taels left in his savings, at least enough to support his expenses for several years.

After a few years, his Golden Cauldron Kungfu should be complete, not to mention complete, and he will naturally find a way to make money by then.