Early the next morning.

The old man with white eyebrows got up, feeling lost and bitter in his heart.

Just a few days.

His radio was gone, his electric curtains had run out of power, and the only property he had left was this small temple.

When facing that young man, I can only swallow my anger!

The white-browed old man clasped his hands together.

Please don't level my little piece of land.

Otherwise I can only use it as a cemetery.

He saw that the upper room was safe and empty.

He breathed a sigh of relief and nodded slightly.

Brother Liu's perseverance is impeccable, and he has gone out early to practice physical training.

"An expert is an expert. Even his rehabilitation methods go against the current and do not follow the routine."

"Don't mention it, the effect is quite amazing."

"It's right to drink more hot water."

The old man cheered himself up, slowly walked to a large rock in the backyard, and sat down cross-legged.

Several little bald boys around ten years old were already sitting cross-legged waiting here.

These children, like He Chu, are lay disciples who came down from the mountains.

"Get ready to start your morning rest."

The white-browed old man slowly closed his eyes, looking like a master.

"Yes, Master."

The young monks followed their master's example, sitting cross-legged with their eyes closed.

"First, hold your breath and meditate for half an hour."

The white-browed old man spoke in a vague tone, and slowly said: "If you want to be a martial arts master, your mentality is the first priority. When you can abandon the complexity and concentrate on calming your mind, I will teach you peerless martial arts."

“Master!”

"I have a question."

I saw a little bald man raising his hand.

The white-browed old man opened one eye and said helplessly, "I can't be quiet for even a minute! Tell me, what's the problem?"

Little Bald Man: "Master, my family said that there are masters in the temple, and you are a great master, and your martial arts are very powerful."

The white-browed old man raised his eyebrows and said, "Of course, everyone in the temple is a martial arts master trained by me. Even the cook in the kitchen is better than Ultraman."

The old man looked proud and continued, "Also, I am not a great master. I am a savior. I have said it many times."

"You said that the four brothers who are in harmony and wealth are your most proud disciples."

The little bald man tilted his head and said, "But why were Brothers Huihe and Huiqi defeated by Brother Liu in just a few moves?"

The white-browed old man was startled and said quickly, "Don't get involved in the affairs of the adults. You know nothing."

The little monk scratched his head and said, "Master, my parents sent me here to learn Kung Fu. If you can't explain it clearly, it proves that you are not a Kung Fu master. I want my tuition refunded!"

Hmm? When the white-browed old man heard the words "refund tuition", his heart suddenly twitched! His face flushed and he said, "That's impossible!"

"oh!"

"Master is saying that Brother Liu can defeat the harmony that brings wealth, that's impossible!"

The white-browed old man adjusted his sitting posture and said seriously, "In our 5,000-year-old Chinese civilization, there are countless strange people and events, and there are also countless types of martial arts."

"Disciples, have you ever heard of Qigong?"

The young monks only had a vague idea, "Master Ma?"

“Ahem!”

"What the Master said is the real Qigong!"

The white-browed old man looked into the distance with a face full of longing. "Qigong has a long history and originated from health preservation. People have gradually discovered that it can strengthen the body and even have extraordinary power!"

"It is divided into several levels: breathing, moving qi, distributing qi, taking in qi, guiding qi, and sitting in meditation!"

"At the beginning, the breath is flowing and the whole body is unobstructed!"

"Minor success, Qi and muscle, body training will be twice as effective with half the effort!"

"Great achievement, the Qi can be condensed into strength, lifting heavy objects with ease, breaking monuments and shattering stones!"

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"If you succeed, you can control the Qi, use diamond to protect your body, and release it to hurt people!"

The eyes of several young monks brightened up when they heard this, "Master, then can you teach us Qigong?"

"Unfortunately, I don't know how to do that."

"Oh, no, I can learn it, but that is the content of the advanced class, and it costs extra tuition."

Baimei nodded slightly, smiled brightly, and looked at the little bald heads.

"Master, you are trying to cheat us out of our money again."

Several young monks curled their lips together.

"presumptuous."

The white-browed old man pretended to frown, "Aren't you asking why Brother Liu defeated you when peace brings wealth?"

"Master will tell you the truth!"

"Your brother Liu has a special status and will achieve great success in the future!"

"But he is weak now. If we fight him, we must be in harmony. Master has specifically told us not to use Qigong!"

"Harmony brings wealth, but he is the orphan of a Qigong family. Without Qigong, his strength is less than 30%!"

"Do you guys understand?"

"I am a very capable teacher. I am charging you tuition because I am broad-minded and want to help the world!"

The young monk who asked the question first thought for a moment and pouted, "Master, I still think you are talking nonsense. I want a refund."

"Ouch?"

"Want to rebel?"

The white-browed old man straightened his body and shouted, "Hui Sheng!"

Huisheng came quickly.

The old man with white eyebrows looked at the bald heads and said angrily, "Hui Sheng is my disciple! If Brother Liu wants to challenge you, you can use Qigong! Just be careful not to hurt him!"

Hearing these words, the little bald heads' eyes lit up again.

But Huisheng bowed and said, "Master, what if Senior Brother Liu doesn't challenge me?"

The old man with white eyebrows glanced at the little bald men with frowning brows and gritted his teeth.

"Then you challenge him!"

"Anyway, I can't refund the money, otherwise I will be exiled!"