Cultivation Teacher's Life Record

Changing tendons, bones, and marrow are only equivalent to the middle stage of Qi training. When you reach the seventh level of Qi training, you can slowly move the Qi to moisturize the internal organs. Only then can you truly step into the threshold of Qi training. Zhang Weidong has now

It was the foundation building stage, so he thought it was no big deal to cultivate the internal organs, so he said it smoothly. But when he saw Tan Zhengming staring at him dumbfounded, he immediately realized that he had gone too far, but the words had already been said.

I wanted to take it back but it was already too late. I had to look at Tan Zhengming quietly and wait for him to continue asking. Fortunately, Tan Zhengming is an old professor who deserves Zhang Weidong's respect. Anyway, the words have been spoken, and Zhang Weidong doesn't mind giving him some further advice.

.In this way, it can be said that I have cultivated a fellow disciple for myself, and I will not be too lonely in the future. After all, it is quite boring and depressing to admire oneself alone. It would be good to have a fellow disciple to talk to about cultivation.

After a while, Tan Zhengming swallowed hard with his dry throat. At this time, the look in Zhang Weidong's eyes was completely different. He had the fanatical feeling of a fan when he sees the singer he is obsessed with.

If a beautiful woman like Liu Shengnan or Su Lingfei looked at him like this, Zhang Weidong would have to eat ginseng like Zhu Bajie to feel comfortable. But if it were an old man in his seventies or eighty, the feeling would be completely different. When Tan Zhengming saw this, he immediately felt

Zhang Weidong's hair was horrified when he saw it, and goosebumps fell all over the floor.

"Ahem, old principal, can you please stop looking at me like this?" Zhang Weidong is used to speaking directly, even if he is facing the old principal.

"This, this, Teacher Zhang..." Tan Zhengming's old face blushed slightly when he heard this, and then he kept rubbing his old hands together and said hesitantly, as if he wanted to borrow money from Zhang Weidong but was embarrassed to ask.

Tan Zhengming practiced martial arts since he was a child, and then studied literature. Therefore, from a certain perspective, Tan Zhengming was a martial artist first and then a university professor. His bones have long been deeply imprinted with the imprint of a martial arts person. Especially as he gets older, first

He retired from the leadership position of the school, and then slowly quit teaching and research work. Now he basically only occasionally visits the School of Biotechnology of Wuzhou University that he founded, and occasionally offers his own opinions. It is a martial arts

, as I get older, I learn more and more, and I become more and more obsessed, and I can't stop, as the old saying goes, live and learn. But the martial arts passed down from your family are limited after all, and you are older, no matter how good your martial arts is, it will be the same.

It's over. Now Tan Zhengming insists on practicing every day except because the more he learns, the more he feels that martial arts is profound and profound and he can't stop. In other words, he wants to make his body stronger than his peers and live a few more years. As for what state he wants to reach, he doesn't dare to

Think about it.

But I didn't expect to meet such a strange person like Zhang Weidong today, and he is still so young. His words were like opening a new window to the avenue of martial arts for Tan Zhengming. It really made Tan Zhengming feel like he had thousands of things in his heart.

I'm just crawling like an ant, and I wish I could ask for clarification right away. But many martial arts things are kept secret except by my own disciples, especially the magical and mysterious martial arts that Zhang Weidong said is about moving the true energy to the internal organs. I'm afraid

Only the direct disciples who truly inherit the mantle have the opportunity to learn it. Ordinary disciples have no chance to learn it. No matter how thick-skinned Tan Zhengming is, he would have the nerve to ask the truth. But if he doesn't ask for a clear answer, he feels really itchy and uncomfortable in his heart. Just like a little kid.

There is a piece of fructose in front of the child, but he can only look at it and not just eat it. The taste is not to mention how uncomfortable it is.

"If the old principal has anything to say, just ask." Zhang Weidong found it interesting when he saw the old principal's red face and rubbing his hands, and couldn't help but look at him with interest.

"Teacher Zhang," Tan Zhengming seemed to have made up his mind when he heard this. His thin face was stern and he said, "Do I want to become your teacher?"

Zhang Weidong did not expect that the old seniors in the academic world and the old principal of the school, who had been rubbing their hands for a long time, actually wanted to become his teacher, and he couldn't help but be completely dumbfounded.

This is too exaggerated. The old principal and old professor actually want to become a new teacher like themselves. If this word gets out, it will definitely scare all the teachers and students in the school.

Seeing Zhang Weidong stunned there, Tan Zhengming thought that he was unwilling, but this was what he expected. Anyone who wanted to accept a disciple would not want to accept an old man like him!

"Haha, it was my old man who was rash. Teacher Zhang, don't take it to heart. Just pretend that I didn't say anything." Although he knew the result would be like this, when Tan Zhengming said this, there was still a trace of disappointment on his face.

expression.

"Haha, old principal, you have misunderstood." Zhang Weidong woke up after hearing this and hurriedly waved his hands.

"Oh, then you agree to accept me as your disciple." Tan Zhengming's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this, and he said with a look of surprise.

Zhang Weidong looked at Tan Zhengming's surprised expression and couldn't help crying or laughing. What the hell is this? A 23-year-old university teacher accepted a 70-year-old old principal as his apprentice. There is nothing more absurd in the world than this.

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However, from this incident, Zhang Weidong saw that Tan Zhengming was a true gentleman, and his impression of him was naturally better. He no longer had any scruples, and said with a smile: "There is no need to accept a disciple. So, you have

If you have any doubts, feel free to ask, and I will tell you everything as long as I can answer them."

"This?" Tan Zhengming didn't expect Zhang Weidong to be so easy to talk to, and he felt a little uncomfortable for a while. After a while, he said: "Teacher Zhang, what I want to ask you are all about profound cultivation questions. Wouldn't this be inconsistent with your sect?"

Regulation?"

"Sect?" Zhang Weidong was slightly startled, and then he understood what Tan Zhengming was worried about, and said with a smile: "I have the final say in this kind of thing."

Upon hearing this, Tan Zhengming thought that Zhang Weidong was already in charge at a young age, so he immediately stood in awe, clasped his fists towards Zhang Weidong, bent down and said, "Thank you, Teacher Zhang!"

Seeing Tan Zhengming, who was old enough to be his grandfather, clasping his fists and bowing to him, Zhang Weidong was a little panicked this time. He hurriedly stepped forward to hold Tan Zhengming's arms and said: "No, no, old principal, you are so polite."

I can't bear it."

When Tan Zhengming saw Zhang Weidong holding his arms with both hands, he secretly used strength. However, Zhang Weidong gently lifted his arms upwards, and Tan Zhengming felt a soft but extremely powerful force extending along his arms to his waist.

He straightened up involuntarily.

This time, Tan Zhengming felt the power of Zhang Weidong firsthand. He was shocked and admired at the same time. He couldn't help but said: "Teacher Zhang, I have the guts to ask a question. If you can answer it, just answer it. If it's inconvenient, just pretend that I didn't say it."

Zhang Weidong was not used to the seniors in academia being so polite to him. He addressed himself as Teacher Zhang and used the honorific title. He frowned slightly and said, "If you have any questions, principal, just ask me. But, can you call me Weidong or Xiao Zhang?"

Yes, Teacher Zhang’s shouts made me panic.”

Tan Zhengming took a deep look at Zhang Weidong, and then said with a smile: "Okay, then I will call you Weidong, but don't call me old principal, old principal, and don't just call me yours. So, since you don't accept it,

I, an old man, will be your apprentice and I will support you. We will be friends for many years to come. How about you call me brother?"