I Have a Monster Farm

On the green leather train heading to Fengtian, Gong Ruomei's figure reappeared. She looked out the window, there were still crowds of people, everyone was getting ready to get off the train, and the guide on the platform was still shouting loudly, the shouting was exactly the same as when she disappeared.

Time didn't seem to change.

Surprise flashed across Gong Ruomei's eyes, she never thought that the time in the trading room would be different from here.

She didn't doubt whether the existence of the trading room was a dream of her own, because she still held a small porcelain bottle in her hand, and she already had an extra memory about Baguazhang in her mind.

Maoshan Baguazhang is not the same as mastering Baguazhang by yourself. The moves are quite different, but the fundamental difference lies in the difference in the underlying principles.

Maoshan Baguazhang was born out of Taoist classics. Although it is just an ordinary martial art technique, it does not practice Qi and blood. It mainly focuses on tempering the body and nourishing energy and spirit. It seems that it is a preparation for some kind of practice.

After practicing this Baguazhang, it is naturally difficult for ordinary people to get close, and when it comes to Qi training, they can also make rapid progress.

"It seems that the Taoist priest really has a method of practicing Qi."

Gong Ruomei showed a slight smile, the pure power of Maoshan's Baguazhang is naturally not as powerful as Gong's Sixty-Four Hands.

However, both Ba Gua Zhang and her were greatly inspired. In a short period of time, my understanding of Ba Gua Zhang was a level up, and my body's energy and blood surged slightly.

Gong Ruomei calmed down her qi and blood, her eyes were bright and introverted, revealing a gentle expression.

She put away the small porcelain bottle, took off her salute, and followed the flow of people off the green leather train.

"girl"

On the platform, the butler Lao Jiang has been waiting for a long time.

Lao Jiang was tall and burly, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a pair of lying silkworms were lying under his eyebrows, which added a bit of fierceness to his appearance.

Ordinary people would not dare to talk to him, but when they saw Gong Ruomei, they looked extremely benevolent.

"Old Jiang, go home directly, I want to see my father."

Lao Jiang helped Gong Ruomei to salute, took Gong Ruomei into the carriage and drove all the way to the Gong family mansion.

The Gong family is a big family in Fengtian, and it is even more famous in the martial arts.

There are not a few people who are apprentices to apprentices, but at this time, Mr. Gong has already stopped accepting apprentices.

Therefore, most of the apprentices were under the name of Ma San, which is why after Ma Sanyi took refuge in the Japanese, there was no one left in the Gong family.

After entering the door, Gong Ruomei saw that Ma San was leading his disciples to stand and practice.

When Gong Ruomei saw Ma San, her eyes froze suddenly, and the coldness flashed by.

But she quickly faded away the coldness, her eyes were full of peace without sadness or joy.

"Junior Sister, you are back, Master is in the back room, waiting for you for a long time."

Ma San showed a smiling face and walked over to say hello to her.

"I'm back, I'll go see my dad first."

Ma San was the chief culprit of the decline of the Gong family, and Gong Ruomei naturally hated him.

But the Gong family had to deal with the matter in a fair manner, and now that Ma San hadn't committed a crime, and didn't even have the slightest tendency, Gong Ruomei naturally couldn't take action against him.

Otherwise, not to mention the morality of the world, even Mr. Gong would stop it.

Gong Ruomei came to the back room, Gong Baosen was drinking tea in the yard.

Seeing Gong Ruomei coming, she couldn't help but smile and said, "I'm back."

"came back"

Gong Ruomei stood beside Gong Baosen, reached for the teapot, and refilled Gong Baosen's tea.

"You're about to graduate soon."

Gong Baosen felt a little emotional, then looked at the daughter of Lord Chengcheng, and asked in a harmonious voice: "How about making a marriage for you after graduation, the world is not peaceful recently, if you make a marriage, you don't have to ask about the world."

Gong Ruomei stopped pouring tea, her eyebrows moved slightly, she shook her head lightly and said, "I don't want to marry you."

If you make a kiss, you are not a member of the Gong family, and you will not be able to justifiably act for the Gong family when you have something to do in the future.

Gong Baosen looked at his daughter with doubts in his eyes, trying to see what her daughter was thinking.

Gong Ruomei just couldn't see, she asked: "Father wants to retire?"

Gong Baosen looked at his daughter in surprise, never thinking that she could see it.

"That's right. It's time for me to retire. If I don't retire, young people will not be able to make their mark. This old stove will not be able to burn well."

"You want to add new firewood to the stove, cooperate between the north and the south, achieve great harmony in the martial arts, and then save the country together."

"you"

Gong Baosen was completely shocked this time, because he had never shared his thoughts and ideas with anyone, and there were very few people who understood him.

"Girl, I thought you were the same as me in the past. You only had victory or defeat in your eyes. I didn't expect you to see through this point. Yes, the national disaster is approaching, the Japanese invaders are coming, although the warriors are not as good as those guns, why don't you do your part? .”

Gong Ruomei shook her head, she said: "I didn't see it through, a friend told me this. But I am the Gong family, I will help you to do this, and be the first new firewood in this stove."

"Girl, you."

Zhang Ziyu bid farewell to Gong Ruomei, and immediately merged the memories of Gong Ruomei's sixty-four hands in the palace family.

This fusion first surprised him, he seemed to have underestimated the martial arts of a generation of masters.

"The world of this generation of grandmasters seems to be a bit different from what I remember."

Zhang Ziyu muttered, and then carefully perceived the memory, according to the information recorded in the memory.

Then he stood on the grass and did a Baguazhang posture, and began to try to mobilize the muscles, qi and blood.

The martial arts among the masters of a generation has actually shown signs of showing a little bit of martial arts.

Beat the body and hone the blood.

This is also the reason why they have the strength to crush the enemy with hundreds of catties between their fists and kicks.

But that's all, there is no further progress for the time being, let alone confrontation with guns.

Among the great masters of a generation, there is no way to divide the realms of the three strengths of light and dark in martial arts.

Bright strength, dark strength, and transformation strength are just three methods of practicing strength.

There is only one fuzzy division in this martial art, and that is the Grandmaster.

Qi and blood are like mercury, and the breath is endless, so he can be called a master.

Grandmaster is a master of one party, and there are also famous people in the Jianghu.

According to Gong Ruomei's memory to Zhang Ziyu, Gong Baosen must be the master, and she and her senior brother Ma San are far behind.

The energy and blood are a little bit worse, and the mind and martial skills are also a little bit worse.

Zhang Ziyu began to carry out the pile kung fu, and the qi and blood in his body began to mobilize. His whole body was like being immersed in a stove. The coldness hidden in his body was slowly dissipated under the washing of the qi and blood, strengthening himself to gain strength.

After standing for about an hour, Zhang Ziyu felt hungry and then stopped.

"Muscles are tight, and blood is soaring. It seems to be the foundation accumulated over the years."

With the accumulation of these years and the gradual dissipation of the medicinal power of Xiaoyinxue Peiyuan Pill, the strength naturally increased a little faster.

Zhang Ziyu rubbed his stomach and said, "When we get to Renjia Town, we should raise some food in Freedom. Bah, small animals. Otherwise, it will be inconvenient to walk."

Zhang Ziyu left the monster ranch and appeared in the forest.

He glanced at the thigh-thick tree on the left, and his heart moved, wanting to try his strength.

Baguazhang gestures together, and then exercise strength, like a knife to chop with the palm.

"click"

"hiss"

With a click sound, the tree was interrupted by the middle, and fell down with the force of the palm.

Zhang Ziyu also took a deep breath at the same time, not from shock, but from pain.

The qi and blood are enhanced, but the body has not been polished in place, and the strength is not so proficient, so it is strange that it does not hurt.

But after a few days of proficiency, you will know how to work hard.

Zhang Ziyu caught the rabbit, got angry immediately, and continued on his way after eating.

After another day of walking, he finally arrived at Renjia Town.