He Has a Dragon

The old guy sized up Wang Lexiao for a while before turning his gaze back, and said: "Your boy has great luck, can cultivate innate strength, and step into the innate realm of martial arts. (Start)"

Wang Le said modestly: "The kid is also a blind cat and a dead mouse, just a coincidence, a coincidence."

Qilin standing beside him couldn't help muttering to himself: "Why didn't I encounter a dead mouse? It's all a coincidence."

The old guy sneered and said: "There is no relevant ancient method, and there are very few people who can cultivate innate power. In the Republic of China, there were several masters who reached the innate realm of martial arts with their own talents. For example, Sun Lutang and Li Xinwen are known to the world."

"But after the founding of the People's Republic of China, you are the only person I know who can achieve martial arts innateness at such a young age without practicing relevant ancient methods."

Wang Le was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect his master to say these words, he really didn't know that it was so difficult to advance to the innate realm of martial arts.

"Is it too exaggerated what you always said, after the founding of the country, I was the only one who achieved martial arts innate talent?" Wang Le said in disbelief.

The old guy chuckled and said, "I mean you are the only person in your twenties who can achieve martial arts innateness without practicing relevant ancient methods."

Wang Le's heart moved. It seems that after the founding of the People's Republic of China, there are still people who cultivated innate power according to the ancient method, but he was born in a wild way.

At this time, Qilin next to him heard that there is an ancient method that can cultivate innate power, and asked excitedly: "Master, do you have an ancient method for cultivating innate power?"

The old guy didn't answer Qilin's questioning, and fell silent.

Wang Le glanced at Qilin. In fact, he was also very curious about what the so-called ancient method was. The invisibility technique that his master taught Qilin before was an ancient method.

After a while, the old guy glanced at Qilin, nodded and shook his head and said, "Yes, but you are already old."

Seeing the unwillingness in Qilin's eyes, he asked, "What does this have to do with age?"

The old guy left the stone bench, stood up, took two steps outside, then turned around and replied: "My ancient method of cultivating innate power needs to be practiced at an early age, even if other ancient methods that can cultivate innate power The same is true for the Dharma, because when a person is young, the bones of the physical body can still have enough space to reshape, and during this period, the body is relatively pure and has never been polluted. stereotyped, there is no room for reinvention.”

"So the younger you are,

The effect of practicing this ancient method is the best, and the higher the talent, the faster the speed of cultivation. "

After a pause, the old guy continued: "Because of this, the strongest aces cultivated from me in each generation are not suitable for practicing this technique, and in the end no one can become a congenital master, and Wang Le has With the blessing of my own luck, I unintentionally cultivated my innate strength."

Hearing the teacher's explanation, Qilin couldn't help but feel a little sad. It seems that he has no hope in this life, unless he has such luck as Wang Le's. It's not realistic anymore.

Just when Qilin was disheartened, the old guy suddenly changed the subject and said, "It's not impossible to practice this ancient method now."

Qilin's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked: "How do you say?"

The old guy chuckled and said: "Pluck the strange herbs and fruits from the heaven and the earth, use Taoist methods to make alchemy, and use it as food to remove the impurities in the body, so that the bones of the body can return to their original nature, and the hair and marrow will be washed and cut!"

Wang Le, who had been sitting on the stone bench for a long time, heard the master talking about washing the hair and cutting the marrow, and he couldn't help showing shock in his eyes, because he thought that when he just got the magic eye, every day when he woke up, his body would be black, After waiting for a long time, you will find that your body is getting lighter and lighter, and your facial features are more acute.

At that time, he also thought of the Taoist legend of washing the hair and cutting the marrow, but he didn't think that this legend was still true.

The old guy glanced at Wang Le, and asked with a half-smile: "Why, have you ever had the experience of washing the hair and cutting the marrow like this?"

"Ah!" Wang Leqiang laughed and replied: "Yes, for a while, every morning when I came out, some stinky black substances would be released from my body. At that time, the kid didn't understand what was going on. good."

As soon as the voice fell, the old guy continued to ask: "Did you accidentally eat any herbs or fruits?"

"Huh? Eat herbs and fruits?"

Wang Le shook his head and said: "If you are not sick, why do you eat herbs? As for the fruit, it's just an apple."

"Eh!" The old guy couldn't help but rolled his eyes, and at the same time he didn't believe Wang Le's nonsense.

At this time, Qilin was envious and jealous of Wang Le from the bottom of his heart. He was really comparing goods and throwing them away. !

Qilin suppressed the emotions in his heart, looked at his mentor, and eagerly continued to ask: "Master, where can I get those strange herbs and fruits you mentioned?"

The old guy sighed and said: "Since it is a strange grass and fruit, it is rare, not to mention that the pollution of the environment is getting worse, and this kind of strange grass and fruit is even rarer, unlike before, although it is, but it can always be seen." Find it, now, unless there is smoke from the ancestral grave at home, you will be able to find it with great luck."

"Even if we find these strange herbs and fruits, we still have to refine them into elixirs, but nowadays there are too few people who can possess Taoist alchemy techniques. To be more precise, it's hard to find those people who can't see the end."

The teacher's words were like a pot of cold water that extinguished the flame of hope that Qilin had just ignited. This psychological gap was too great, and he suddenly felt exhausted and desperate. It seemed that there was really no hope in this life.

At this moment, Wang Le suddenly said: "The master of the military doctor can make alchemy."

A gleam flashed in the old guy's eyes, he looked at Wang Le and said, "How do you know that the military doctor has a master and can make alchemy?"

Wang Le chuckled, and said noncommittally: "The last time the military doctor came to Beijing to visit the Mu family, the boy knew that he had a Taoist name called Qingfengzi, and I heard from my mother-in-law that the master of Qingfengzi had some friendship with the old man. I once gave him a refined Taoist elixir to keep him healthy and long."

The old guy was relieved when he heard Wang Le's explanation, but he still felt that there was something strange about it, but he just didn't know where it came from, and this feeling has always existed since he saw this little bastard in the Forbidden City.

Just when the old guy was a little distracted, Wang Le changed the topic and continued to ask about the innate nature of martial arts, saying: "Since martial arts are divided into acquired and innate, this innate is too general, shouldn't there be more details?" division?"

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