Brother Liu is still in an empty space at this time!
Sensing the increasingly strong airflow in his body, he felt very comfortable! He knew it in his heart.
Even if one practices this Qigong to the highest level, it cannot be compared with the complete second-stage gene lock.
but.
This ancient Chinese tradition is very interesting.
It happened to help me sort out the strength in my body during the period when I was injured.
The originally manic power turned into peace and could be controlled freely.
Even fighting against the 'Hell Leather Armor' has become much easier!
This will not only help with recovery from injuries, but also help with one's own physical training foundation! Brother Liu praised in his heart.
good!
It’s just a little too simple!
Huh. After Liu Di finished a set of Qigong opening moves, he exhaled slightly.
Return to peace.
The white-browed old man's eyes dropped to the ground.
Just a starting move, and you’ve achieved this?
The aura is revealed? Is there still justice?
Brother Liu, on the other hand, stood with his hands behind his back, looking into the distance.
"Demon boy, are you awake?"
No response.
However, summoning the demon child is something Liu Di must do every day.
We have been together for a long time.
The Magic Child is no longer just a supercomputer.
But he is Liu Di’s good friend with whom he can talk about anything.
Brother Liu sighed slightly, leaped up, and disappeared into the mountains facing the sun.
evening.
The white-browed old man continued to sit on the big rock and give lectures to the young monks.
"Qigong is very easy to learn. Didn't you see that Brother Liu has already learned it?"
"But he's only learned the basics!"
"After all, it's only one day, and without a master to guide me, I can only learn the basics!"
"It will take another 20 to 30 years to achieve the level of harmony and wealth!"
"So, if you guys pay your tuition obediently, I will teach you for 20 to 30 years without fear of hardship!"
The little bald heads were fooled by their master and believed him without a doubt.
It’s time to write a letter to your parents!
I learn Qigong and get money!
Right at this moment.
Suddenly, there was a trembling sound at the temple gate! It was some kind of air vibration, but the sound was similar to the roar of a dragon! Bang! Bang! Whoosh. A figure flew backwards!
Bang! He fell in front of the white-browed old man.
"Master, Senior Brother Liu has learned Qigong and can release Qi energy. I can't defeat him!"
But it was Huisheng who climbed up, with a bruise on his right eye! "What?!"
The white-browed old man trembled and almost fell off the stone! The little bald heads stood up immediately, "Master, what's going on!"
The white-browed old man steadied himself and said, "Don't panic when something happens. Release your aura. It's just a middle level realm. I just came out of the bathhouse. I can do it too!"
"Hui Sheng, go and call my eldest disciple Hui Cai!"
"I must defeat Brother Liu, otherwise how can I continue to charge fees!"
Huisheng scratched his bald head, "Master, Senior Brother is already fighting with Senior Brother Liu!"
"Um?"
The white-browed old man was stunned, "Then let's go watch the battle!"
Whoosh! As soon as he finished speaking, another figure flew over! This man's body was extremely strong, and with a bald head, he broke the stone where the white-browed old man was sitting! However, he was safe and sound, only his left eye was red and swollen.
The one who is flying here is none other than Huicai, the one who has attained the highest level of Qigong in the art of making money through harmony!
Huicai rubbed his eyes, "Master, Senior Brother Liu is super strong, his Qigong level is higher than mine, and he can already transform!"
"What?!"
The white-browed old man lost his mind and accidentally fell off the stone!
The old man crawled out from behind the rock, "How is it possible, Qi has transformed into a physical form? That means at least a hundred years of cultivation! Even I have never seen it, you lied to me, did he leave some food for you?"
at this time.
But I saw Brother Liu slowly appearing in the distance! He stood straight with his hands hanging naturally.
The invisible air flow around the body evaporated, and vaguely turned into an air flow as thick as an arm, swirling in front of the chest!
Everyone squinted their eyes and looked.
That airflow has a head and a tail, four branches, and a beard!
A dragon?
Shape the airflow into a dragon?
To what extent does one need to control the Qi? Is this within the scope of Qigong?
Is this a special ability? Isn't this bullying? The old man with white eyebrows was petrified on the spot! "Master, what is that on Senior Brother Liu?"
"How come you only learned it in one day and defeated four senior brothers?"
The little bald heads looked at Brother Liu in a daze and questioned him in unison! The old man with white eyebrows stared at Brother Liu, then looked at the group of little monks.
I. You He. The old man was devastated! This is impossible to explain! Brother Liu is a monster!
Ancestors!
You really don't want to leave me any way out? After taking the real estate, are you going to cut off my source of income?!
But I heard Brother Liu say: "Senior, peace brings wealth. I don't want to fight with me, but I am too weak and need to improve. Why don't you fight with me?"
You. The white-browed old man blew his beard and glared, "Nonsense, a disciple hitting his master is a great rebellion, how could I do such a thing?"
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
Everyone was stunned! Is the master so angry that he is confused?
Brother Liu is not your disciple, right? Brother Liu was helpless! It seems that he has no chance to continue studying Qigong! But fortunately, he can live in the main room today! At night.
A fire was lit in the yard.
The old man with white eyebrows sat on a stone, brewing his emotions.
Harmony brings wealth and the little bald man sat aside.
The little bald heads all had an interrogative look on their faces, "Master, you have to explain it to us, otherwise the tuition fee..."
"Stop."
The white-browed old man slowly walked down the stone, and first took a few steps back and forth with a calm expression.
Then he suddenly put on a bitter face.
"My disciples!"
The old man with white eyebrows came to Heqi Shengcai, held Huihe's chin with his hand, and his eyes were filled with tears.
He said sadly: "Little bald heads, take a good look at your four wise and powerful senior brothers."
The young monks looked over and saw that the four brothers either had a black eye on their left or a swollen eye on their right.
"We know that they were defeated by Brother Liu, but we can't blame them. It's your fault as a master."
"Pooh!"
The white-browed old man glared, "This is not what I want you to see!"
Then, he put on a bitter face again, "My four beloved disciples are all pale and skinny, their faces are green from hunger!"
“They haven’t had enough food for 10 days!”
"Think about it, what kind of people, huh? What kind of people, after being hungry for 10 days, can still fight?"
"Only my apprentice!"
"Is Brother Liu the same?"
"If one person is full, the whole temple will starve!"
"Was this a fair fight?"
"My four great disciples did not exert their full strength!"
"Your senior brother Huihe has fainted from hunger three times in the past few days. Did you know that?"
"And Huicai fainted from hunger six times!"
"Isn't it pitiful?"
But Huihe said stupidly: "Master, we don't have it."
"Don't talk!"
The white-browed old man turned his head and looked at the little bald man, his voice choked with sobs, "I have hidden a few buns. You are still growing, so share them."
As he said this, the old man took out two steamed buns from his arms and tremblingly handed them to the young monk, "Remember the kindness of Master."
A young monk took a bite of the steamed bun and said, "Master is right. I am starving."
When the white-browed old man saw that his self-torture trick had succeeded, tears of relief flowed down his face.
Little leeks, you are still young.
Suddenly.
Suddenly there was a buzzing sound in the backyard! And the sound was getting louder and louder!
The ground shook slightly!
The white-browed old man's expression changed, "Oh no, that kid is demolishing my main house!"
Everyone got up quickly and rushed to the main room, only to find that no one was inside! Then, they determined the source of the sound.
Hurry to the backyard of the kitchen!
After seeing the scene clearly, everyone was stunned.
I saw Liu Di standing next to the huge stone mill, doing horse stance with his eyes slightly closed.
He threw a punch lightly, and the air flow on his fist was agitated! And this force directly acted on the millstone.
The huge millstone had been hit countless times by Brother Liu, and it was spinning rapidly! It was as if a small motor was installed, and sparks flew everywhere! Buzz. Buzz. The vibration sound before was made by the millstone! The white-browed old man completely collapsed, "My Baigang stone millstone! My hidden real estate!"
“Master!”
"Brother Liu didn't destroy the millstone. He was grinding beans to make tofu!"
A young monk sniffed and said, "What kind of tofu is this? It smells so good!"
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