The heavens: pushing across all realms

The two packed their luggage and disembarked together.

Feng Ji's box looked quite big. He picked it up with one hand and stepped onto the pontoon on the shore.

In an instant, the pontoon creaked and sank several feet, causing people around to get off the boat to scream in surprise.

Hong Yihu couldn't help but turn around. He couldn't help but smile when he saw this scene: "Brother Feng, how many things are packed in this box of yours? It's so heavy."

With that said, he wanted to help.

Feng Ji smiled slightly and said, "Not many things."

The two went ashore, hired a donkey cart, and headed to a nearby town.

"Brother Hong is going to Guangzhou this time?"

As the two became familiar with each other, the content of their conversations became much more casual.

Hong Yihu said with a smile: "A large amount of smoke of unknown origin has emerged in Nanjing during this period. The governor ordered the Yamen to thoroughly investigate the source of the smoke. I got the news from some channels. This batch seemed to be transported from Guangzhou along the way, so I specially came here to Go check it out."

"I see. Guangzhou is close to the seaport and has too many concessions. I'm afraid the smoke comes from foreigners."

Feng Ji guessed.

The opium business is a business without capital. How could foreigners give up so easily?

Even if the Qing Dynasty explicitly prohibited it, there was still no way to deal with foreigners.

Hong Yihu had a look of resentment on his face and said: "Foreigners are determined to destroy China!"

"What will you do if it is really found out that foreigners did it?" Feng Ji asked.

Hong Yihu was silent, with suppressed anger on his face, but there was nothing he could do about it.

In the end, he could only sigh: "I have no ability to arrest foreigners, so I can only arrest the ones who transport the goods."

"In the end, the smuggling of opium has to be negotiated by officials from the court. How can I be qualified?"

Feng Ji patted him on the shoulder and said: "As long as the Qing Dynasty is destroyed, it will be difficult for the Chinese people to turn around."

Hong Yihu's expression changed slightly, he looked around and said quickly: "Brother Feng, don't you dare say such nonsense."

Feng Ji smiled and said nonchalantly: "After the defeat of the Sino-Japanese War, Taiwan and Liaodong were ceded to Japan. The people have long been disappointed with the Qing government. If I don't say it, others won't?"

"The Yihe Quan chaos in Shandong and the rise of the White Lotus Sect in the south means that the world belongs to the people. Blindly suppressing it will only be counterproductive."

Hong Yihu smiled bitterly. Although he was a patrol officer of the Qing court, he was really disappointed with the Qing court.

But because of his identity, he was destined not to dare to speak as unscrupulously as Feng Ji.

"Well, I can't be an official, and I can't care about major national affairs. I can only do some trivial things and do my best. Forget it, let's not talk about this. By the way, I see that Brother Feng, you are walking calmly. You have strong energy and blood, but have you ever practiced boxing?”

Hong Yihu asked, changing the subject.

Feng Ji also smiled and said: "I have learned some randomly."

Hong Yihu laughed: "Let's discuss and learn from each other in the future."

"Okay, which boxing does Brother Hong practice?"

"Southern style Hongquan."

Feng Ji couldn't help but laugh and said: "Southern style Hongquan is famous. Speaking of which, there are many types of southern style boxing and there are many masters. Does Brother Hong know who are the masters in Guangzhou?"

He wanted to find out if there was a master of energy transformation and ask for advice.

At present, there is no way to break through the attributes. The only way to break through is through boxing skills.

Maybe as you practice Huajin, your attribute panel will change somewhat.

Hong Yihu said with a smile: "There are indeed many masters of the Southern School, especially in the Guangzhou area. The Guangdong Ten Tigers are famous heroes. In addition, there are many martial arts masters, such as Wen Biao, the master of the Hard Monkey Boxing School. His one palm and four movements are the most famous in the southern martial arts world. I have fought with him. His hard monkey fist is strong but flexible. Unfortunately, he died young..."

When Feng Ji heard the word Wen Biao, his heart suddenly moved. Isn't this the head of the Zhenyuan Escort Agency who appeared at Liu's house before?

But when he heard the words "die young", Feng Ji was shocked and interrupted quickly: "Master Wen Biao is dead?"

Hong Yihu glanced at Feng Ji and asked, "Brother Feng knows Master Wen Biao?"

Feng Ji nodded immediately: "I witnessed the style of Master Wen Biao in Shandong a few months ago. I was lucky enough to see the four movements of the Hard Monkey Fist. It's strange, how could he drive Hexi to the west just a short time ago?"

Hong Yihu also looked lonely and sighed: "I came back from Guangdong last time. I heard from his brother Wen Bao that Master Wen Biao was ambushed while running escorts and died unexpectedly."

"Now not only is Master Wen Biao gone, but the Zhenyuan Escort Bureau has now become a trading house and has started doing business with foreigners. It's a pity that the Hard Monkey Boxing school has lost its inheritance after all. It is difficult to see the four moves of one palm anymore. ah."

Feng Ji frowned: "Master Wen Biao doesn't have any disciples to inherit?"

"Alas, never heard of it."

"His younger brother Wenbao doesn't know how to use the Monkey Boxing?"

"I know a little bit about him. I've seen him take action. To be honest, I don't like this guy very much. It's not to my liking."

Feng Ji couldn't help but sigh when he heard this.

He said goodbye to Hard Monkey Quan Wen Biao in a hurry that day, although he didn't know how good this person's kung fu was.

But this person can break Zhao Jinhuan's golden bell, and he has already entered the level of dark power.

I don’t know if I have reached the point of transforming my strength.

But it is really hard to accept that even such a master would be killed by a sneak attack.

Feng Ji couldn't help but feel lucky again that he had spent a lot of time practicing martial arts.

At least you don't have to worry about being attacked by someone.

The two of them reminisced for a while, then changed the topic and talked about everything from martial arts masters to the situation in Guangzhou, from foreigners and religions to the revolutionary party. The more they talked, the more they became more speculative.

Hong Yihu became even more interested and pulled Feng Ji and said, "Brother, we feel like old friends at first sight. If you think highly of me, why don't you marry Jinlan today?"

Feng Ji felt surprised in his heart and became sworn friends with Jinlan, whom he had only seen in TV novels in his previous life.

However, Hong Yihu has a charming personality and is quite fond of him.

Then he smiled and said: "I can't ask for it."

Hong Yihu laughed loudly: "In front of us is Shaoxing, and you and I will worship at the Guandi Temple in front of us."

The two came to a Guandi Temple in Shaoxing, faced the statue of Guan Erye, and swore sworn vows on the spot.

Hong Yihu was more than ten years older than Feng Ji, so Feng Ji called him Big Brother Hong.

Hong Yihu was so happy that he called him "good brother".

The two of them are very close, so Hong Yihu said with a smile: "Brother, why don't you let me see your skills if there is no one around?"

Feng Ji laughed: "I was just about to ask Brother Hong about Hong Fist Kung Fu."

The two of them immediately stood in the empty space outside the temple.

But he saw Hong Yihu's feet landing on the ground, his horse's steps taking root, and his energy and blood rushing.

He took a deep breath, slowly pushed his hands out from his ribs, his index finger and thumb formed a figure eight shape, and the other fingers were curled up, his muscles were tense, and his eyes were sharp.

"Hong Fist, know the right measure!"

Feng Ji thought about it, he knew too many boxing techniques, and now it was just a competition, so there was no need to take it seriously.

At that moment, he stood firm on his feet, pressed down with one palm, and pushed out with the other palm, and said with a smile: "Be careful, Brother Hong."

Hong Yihu's eyes lit up and he said with a smile: "So brother, you practice Baguazhang!"

Feng Ji smiled. Feng Ji learned the skill of Baguazhang from Duan Ermi.

In addition, he also found several masters of Baguazhang Kung Fu in Jinmen, and learned the essence of various schools of Baguazhang, and directly pushed it to great success by adding points.

Now he has already understood the essence of Baguazhang, and he can master both the strong and the feminine skills at his fingertips.

The reason why he was able to master his dark power so quickly was that this skill was a big help.

Baguazhang is a widely spread traditional boxing technique in China. It is one of the three famous inner boxings. It is also a manifestation of Taoist Yin-Yang Palm for health preservation, fitness and self-defense.

It is based on the eight major pile methods as the turning palm technique, and integrates the eight major circle hands into one, with one to eight steps of swing, buckle, and step methods as the basis. It uses the circle walking as the basic movement route, with the palm technique as the core. When walking around, the whole body is moving, and the steps are like flowing clouds and flowing water.

People who have mastered this palm technique have a body that resembles a swimming dragon and a ghostly appearance. Therefore, many Bagua masters have the title of "Ghost Bagua".

It describes the elusive nature of Baguazhang.

Since it was a competition, there was no need for Feng Ji to confront Hong Yihu head-on with his fierce punches.

Wouldn't it be beautiful if it destroyed the other party?

"Be careful!"

Hong Yihu shouted loudly, and his figure suddenly moved, like a tiger coming down the mountain and attacking quickly!

Hong Fist Tiger Shape Fist!