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"Me? I'm the owner of the coffin shop. My name is Zong Yong." The owner of the coffin shop replied.

Liu Zhengzheng turned around and left. What he wanted to ask was definitely not just this.

Zong Yong quickly stepped forward and grabbed Liu Zhengjing, "Xiao Zheng, you should be able to guess that I have no ill intentions towards you."

Liu looked at him seriously, with a look like you should continue.

"Actually, your father and I are very close, and I also want to pass this technique on to you." Seeing that Liu Zhengjing was not showing off the rabbit, Zong Yong still revealed some news.

"We are very close? Why didn't I see you when I was being chased by the killer?" Liu Zhengzheng didn't believe it at all.

"Just because you didn't see it doesn't mean I'm not here." Zong Yong said with a faint smile.

Liu Zhengjing looked at Zong Yong suspiciously, but he couldn't tell whether it was true or false.

However, he believed that Zong Yong had no ill intentions towards him. Given his elusive ability, if he wanted to harm himself, there was no need to beat around the bush.

For some reason, Liu Zhengjing just felt that this Pingyang Town had no ill intentions towards him.

"I'll just trust you once. If this exercise is not good, I won't give you any health exercises." Liu Zhengjing said seriously.

"That's natural. Sit down first and I'll explain this exercise to you." Zong Yong immediately beamed when Liu Zhengjing agreed.

After Liu Zhengjing sat down as he was told, he heard Zong Yong talking about this technique.

"This skill is called Shuishuijue, which means that it is difficult to collect water if it is covered with water. At the beginning of refining, the true energy is like living water, continuous and unstoppable. When you refine it to a small level, it will be like a torrential flood, unstoppable. When you refine it to a great level, water can be collected and released freely.

But it’s the best way to enter the master realm.”

"The people selling secret books on the roadside are all making ridiculous claims...Besides, I'm not even a warrior, and I don't even have true Qi. Why are there so many floods?" Liu Zhengjing was unwilling to admit that he had true Qi even if he killed him.

thing.

Zong Yong did not expose it, "Don't worry about it, you will definitely be able to practice it. Come on, close your eyes and carefully feel the route of the true energy."

Liu Zhengjing closed his eyes as he was told, and Zong Yong gently placed his hand on Liu Zhengjing's Tianling Cap.

In fact, this kind of behavior is very dangerous. Once the other party has malicious intentions and spits out his true energy, Liu Zhengjing can easily become a vegetative state.

Don't doubt people, don't doubt people. It's still the same point of view. It's easy for Zong Yong to kill him, so he doesn't need to think too much.

Liu Zhengjing felt a warm current pouring down from the top of his head and flowing down his veins. He could feel the swelling of his meridians everywhere he went. It was not painful and very comfortable.

After this stream of true energy entered the body, Liu Zhengjing's original true energy reacted automatically in an instant and rushed upward to welcome it.

This is considered instinctive, just like when sand gets into your eyes, your eyelids will automatically close.

Liu Zhengjing quickly mobilized his internal energy and stored it in the Dantian area of ​​his body. He allowed the true energy to roam throughout his body, silently memorizing the traveling route and meridians of the true energy.

Gradually, Liu Zhengjing discovered that the path of this true energy was very complicated, and there was a certain pattern in the complexity, traveling throughout the body through the main meridians of the body.

The true Qi wandered to Dantian, gathered together, and suddenly impacted on a meridian. Liu Zhengjing felt his eyesight go black, his lower abdomen hurt, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fainted.

When I woke up again, the sun was already in the west, and I was still lying on the roof.

Liu Zhengzheng jumped up from the ground in an instant and looked around cautiously. The moment he fainted, he thought he had been caught.

From a distance, he saw Zong Yong looking at him with a smile, "Don't be nervous, this is a meridian that must be opened in the Water Covering Technique." Liu Zhengjing checked his body and found that the meridians were unobstructed, and there was only one main meridian running to the Dantian.

When I felt a slight pain, that meridian was already connected to another meridian, and my internal energy involuntarily took a new route.

I believed Zong Yong in my heart. The reason why the martial arts techniques of this world are so closely passed down that they are often lost is because the movement routes of the techniques are difficult to learn by relying solely on written texts.

A slight difference can lead to death, so the inheritance of warrior skills must be taught by words and deeds. Such skills that need to break through the meridians are even more difficult to pass on. If the inheritor is not strong enough, it is likely to make mistakes, resulting in serious injuries to the person being passed on.

Even death.

Liu Zhengjing tried to use his internal energy. The route of Zong Yong's true energy flow before seemed to be engraved in the depths of his memory, and his internal energy cycled back and forth.

He let out a long breath. Even though he was ignorant, Liu Zhengjing also knew that this set of exercises was much stronger than the random movement of his internal energy before. He could feel the transformation of his body by this exercise and the increase in the growth rate of his internal energy.

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With this set of exercises, your growth rate will increase a lot. According to Zong Yong, the biggest feature of this "Water Covering Technique" is that it is like water, continuous, and its endurance is definitely much stronger than before.

"Thank you." Liu Zhengzheng said sincerely.

Zong Yong smiled and said, "There is no need to be polite between master and disciple."

Liu Zhengjing was stunned, "What master and disciple?"

"I taught you the skills and you learned my skills. Aren't you master and disciple?" Zong Yong said with a smile.

"Can you accept a disciple like this?" Liu Zhengjing said speechlessly.

"We warriors, why should we stick to formalities? We are teachers when we preach and teach." Zong Yong said proudly, with his hands behind his back.

"What if I refuse?" Liu Zhengjing threatened.

Zong Yong raised his eyebrows, with a rare hint of fierceness on his face. He stretched out his right hand from behind and pressed it. Liu Zhengjing felt that the majestic Zhen Qi was covering him like a mountain. He couldn't support his body and knelt on his knees.

land.

"You are really ignorant. How many people are vying to become my disciples. I can't deny this gift." Zong Yong scolded, as if he already regarded himself as a master.

Liu Zhengjing felt aggrieved, but he finally had some understanding of Zong Yong's strength. He unleashed his true energy, retracted and released it freely, like an arm wielder, at least he was a martial artist.

It was absolutely unexpected. He had knocked him down with a stick earlier, and the old farmer also knocked him down with a slipper. This gave Liu Zhengzheng the illusion that this man was not that strong.

Who would have thought that it would be another Wuzong.

There are countless Wuzongs in the entire Qin Dynasty, but there are only two in Pingyang Town?

Or is it more than two?

Despite his strength, this method of forcing him to accept disciples still made him uncomfortable. Liu Zhengzheng gritted his teeth and said nothing. He only felt that the energy on his head was getting heavier and heavier. His head had already been lowered, and he was struggling to support it with his shoulders.

"Well, since you are so resistant, instead of letting you go out with the water-covering technique to embarrass me, it's better to clean up the house." He raised his hand as a gesture.

When Liu Zhengjing heard this, he lay down, put his arms on the ground, and kowtowed with a bang, "Disciple, pay homage to Master."

A real man can bend and stretch, let alone worship a Wuzong as his master, and it will not be shameful for him to kowtow.

I originally planned to embrace the old farmer's thigh, but now we have reached the same goal through different paths, and the process is not important.

Zong Yong nodded with satisfaction, not feeling ashamed at all.

"Disciple, get up quickly." Zong Yong smiled with his eyebrows bent.

There was a burst of slander in his heart, but it did not affect Liu Zhengzheng's smile, and he ran to the master, "Master, when people accept disciples, they give them gifts and so on. I wonder what the master has prepared for the disciple?"

This old guy is so bad that if he doesn't give him a hard time, he will look down on himself.

Zong Yong was calm and calm, his expression did not change at all, "I am naturally prepared to be a teacher."

As he spoke, he took out the other hand behind his back, and there was a dark iron rod in his palm.

Liu Zhengjing looked more and more familiar. Isn't that the black iron rod he picked up at the blacksmith shop?

Is there such a master? He takes his disciple’s things and openly treats them as gifts before giving them to his disciples?

It's just a black iron rod.

The corners of Liu Zhengjing's mouth twitched, with a look of reluctance.

"Disciple, do you think this is an ordinary black iron rod?" Zong Yong saw Liu's serious expression and said profoundly.

"Could it be the Dinghaishen Needle Iron?" Liu Zhengjing trembled.

It's a pity that Zong Yong can't understand it, and there is no Journey to the West in this life. "What is the Dinghai Shenzhen Iron? Is it also a weapon? It's not important. This black iron rod has a very important origin and is a very special weapon."

"War weapon? I have only heard of spiritual weapons. What are war weapons?" Liu Zhengjing asked doubtfully.

"You only know one but not the other. Spiritual weapons refer to all objects that transcend mortal things, so they are called spiritual weapons. Only weapon refiners can make spiritual weapons. Weapon refiners are special. They are both warriors and warlocks. Warriors can make spiritual weapons.

The spiritual weapons produced by the weapon master can only be used by warriors, and the spiritual weapons produced by the warlock master can only be used by warlocks."

"So, what can be used by warriors is called war weapons, and what can be used by warlocks is called magical weapons." Zong Yong explained to Liu Zhengjing like a dedicated teacher.

"This black stick is called a punishment stick, also called a black stick. In the hands of ordinary people, it is just an indestructible iron rod. In the hands of a warrior, it is also an iron rod." Zong Yong continued.

The more Liu Zhengjing listened, the more he frowned. Why are you still shaking your head?

"However, when placed in the hands of a warrior who has practiced the Shui Shui Jue, it becomes a powerful weapon that complements the Shui Shui Jue. If you don't believe it, try it again." Zong Yong handed over the black stick.

Liu Zhengjing took the black stick doubtfully, used the Water Overturning Technique, and poured all his strength into the black stick. The black stick suddenly became ten times heavier. Liu Zhengjing was unprepared, and the black stick fell to the ground.

Liu Zhengjing looked at his palms in astonishment. Even if he was not careful, he could now lift a hundred or two hundred kilograms. This iron bar just now clearly weighed more than a hundred kilograms.

This is still just the internal energy that passes through at will. If it is poured into it with all its strength, how heavy it must be.

A touch of ecstasy instantly appeared on Liu Zhengjing's face. Of course he knew how powerful this black stick was. In battle, the inconspicuous black stick was sometimes heavier than a few hundred kilograms, sometimes as light as ordinary iron, sometimes fast and sometimes heavy.

Tai Chi's own combination of strength and softness is a perfect match.

"Thank you, Master!" Liu Zhengjing picked up the black stick and said from the bottom of his heart this time.

"But there is one thing you have to remember. You cannot show this black stick to others at will. You can just return it in Pingyang Town. You must hide it when you leave Pingyang Town." Zong Yong explained again.

There is no need for Zong Yong to explain that Liu Zhengjing also plans to do this, just a black iron rod. If it is such a powerful weapon, it must be hidden. Well, it is rarely used in Pingyang Town.

Liu Zhengjing suddenly thought of something, "This... I came out of the blacksmith shop."

He had left a few hundred yuan at the beginning, but now he thought it was a child's play. He was worried that the old farmer would settle the score with him.

Zong Yong half-smiled, "Maybe he didn't want this thing a long time ago?" Zong Yong smiled unpredictably.