The Secret Way of Immortality

The scale of Qingfeng Martial Arts School in Wei'an Town wasn't actually that large.

Although it had produced cultivators of Body Refinement, that could be traced back more than a decade.

Xu Fu, as the head instructor, taught the Wind Cloak Swordplay, which was easy to learn, but obtaining iron weapons alone was enough to stump most people.

Wei'an Town was located near the mountains, but metal ore had to be purchased from elsewhere, leading to the prevalence of unarmed martial arts.

The entrance to Qingfeng Martial Arts School was a courtyard, but the greenery had been replaced by a spacious training ground.

Scattered across the training ground were thirty to forty martial arts practitioners, mostly children, all holding stone dumbbells to build up their strength.

The martial arts taught weren't as profound as imagined, not involving internal energy at all, mainly focusing on physical training and mastering techniques.

"Martial arts require daily practice, or it's all for naught."

Xu Fu constantly roared loudly, his furrowed brows sweeping across the disciples, reminding them of the correct form.

Compared to the Chen Clan School, which emphasized body tempering, and the Black Stone School, which focused on fists and palms, Qingfeng Martial Arts School indeed had no advantages.

It couldn't even afford to recruit apprentices in recent days, and could only select from orphans.

But the problem was that these children came from poor families and had difficulty obtaining the resources needed for martial arts training, inevitably requiring subsidies from the martial arts school.

"Sigh..."

Xu Fu pinched his temples.

He sat on a stone bench in distress, taking out a piece of diseased rice given by Xu Sanliang from his pocket and chewing on it, which invigorated his spirit.

After all, Xu Fu hadn't mastered Body Refinement, so he didn't dare grind the diseased rice into powder and smoke it like dry tobacco, as it could easily damage his lungs.

He was lost in thought, not noticing several children whispering.

Xu Tu awkwardly held up a stone ball, causing the surrounding senior brothers to frown frequently; if Xu Fu hadn't been present, they would have come to teach him a lesson long ago.

"Dog, martial arts training is too tiring, are you sure you can become a constable?"

A child named Dog sighed and replied, "I don't know, but my dad always wanted to send me here before he died..."

Dog sniffled a little and continued to swing his arms, silently sweating.

Xu Tu's eyes flickered. To ensure the resources needed for martial arts training, they had spent a lot of effort to obtain food, but it was difficult to even get started.

Moreover, according to the news he had heard, it would take two or three years just to build a foundation, but the senior brothers who had reached this stage didn't seem that strong.

The only thing Xu Tu looked forward to was being able to work in the yamen after successfully completing his apprenticeship, with enough money to support his younger siblings.

"Alright, alright, you kids stop, go squat down."

Xu Fu walked into the training ground, signaling Xu Tu and the others to squat down next to him, while practicing the breathing techniques of the Qingfeng Swordplay.

The purpose of the breathing technique was to increase lung capacity, which was unique to Qingfeng Martial Arts School, but at most it just allowed one to hold their breath longer, and there was nothing special about it.

Xu Tu naturally did as he was told. Compared to the swordplay he couldn't master, the horse stance was undoubtedly much more familiar.

After all, they had been climbing walls since they were young, and ordinary adults might not even be able to catch him, which was also what Xu Fu valued in them.

Xu Fu held a wooden whip, constantly guiding the disciples' movements and imparting his decades of martial arts experience.

"Master, I heard that Senior Brother Xu Sanliang has been coming to the martial arts school these days?"

The speaker was Zhao Liangxin, considered the senior brother of the same generation in Qingfeng Martial Arts School. Usually, after Xu Fu finished teaching, he would guide the junior brothers.

"He should come again today."

Xu Fu's wrinkles relaxed. Although he and Xu Sanliang didn't have the reality of a master-disciple relationship, the latter coming to Qingfeng Martial Arts School specifically still boosted his reputation.

The other disciples looked at Xu Fu. They didn't know Body Refinement, but Xu Sanliang's name was extremely well-known in Wei'an Town.

A few years ago, his reputation in the Wei'an Town area was not small, but he rarely took action later.

"Master, I heard that the outsider will also be practicing martial arts at our Qingfeng Martial Arts School?"

Xu Fu remembered this matter and explained, "That's right, but don't talk nonsense, Wang Shanlu is not an outsider..."

He narrated with the agreed-upon explanation, only telling the disciples that Wang Shanlu was originally from Wei'an Town, but had been away since childhood.

Xu Fu was mainly afraid that the disciples would be too heavy-handed during their daily sparring, and Wang Shanlu's frail physique was prone to accidents.

Xu Tu and the others exchanged glances.

Wang Shanlu was the sickly ghost they had encountered a few days ago. No matter how one looked at it, he seemed like he could die at any moment, but the aura he exuded had a strange deterrence.

The disciples secretly discussed Xu Sanliang, and also talked about Wang Shanlu.

Although they had never seen the real person, they all knew that Wang Shanlu suffered from a stubborn illness, which showed how great the commotion Wang Qi caused when he brought him back to town.

Xu Fu was a little headache. Suddenly, he noticed a figure walking in the distance and immediately reminded, "All of you practice martial arts properly, maybe you can get a high look from Xu Sanliang."

"Yes, Master."

The disciples stopped talking and began to practice the moves of the Qingfeng Swordplay.

Soon everyone's attention was focused on the two figures approaching, the heavy footsteps seemed to fall on their hearts.

The more Xu Fu looked, the more he felt something was wrong, and then his eyes became dull, he opened his mouth wide and looked at the tall man next to Xu Sanliang.

This is... Wang Shanlu?

Zhao Liangxin swallowed and couldn't help but sigh, "As expected of Senior Xu Sanliang, just looking at him, you know he is invincible..."

The junior brothers echoed, "Yes, Senior Brother Zhao, that's right."

"But Wang Shanlu is not as thin as rumored, it's just that his appearance is a bit old, not like he's in his twenties."

"It should be the stubborn illness."

"My second uncle's family has a little baby who already has wrinkles all over his face at the age of three..."

Everyone was talking, but Xu Tu felt a little inexplicable. No matter how he looked at it, he wasn't the sickly ghost in the courtyard a few days ago.

Could it be the one next to him?

He squinted and carefully looked at Ren Qing, and after noticing the double pupils on the other's forehead, he couldn't help but fall to the ground with weak legs.

In Xu Tu's eyes, Ren Qing's walking posture looked more and more like a tiger.

A terrifying pressure came head-on, as if he was about to open his mouth and bite someone in the blink of an eye.

After the two came to the training ground, Xu Sanliang said to Xu Fu, "Master, Wang Shanlu is entrusted to you."

As soon as this was said, there was silence.

The fact that Ren Qing's two-meter height was completely opposite to the Wang Shanlu in their impression caused them unparalleled shock.

"This..."

Xu Fu looked at Ren Qing's arms, which were thicker than Xu Tu's thighs, and immediately guessed that Wang Shanlu's disease might have manifested.

But such a terrifying change was still a first in Wei'an Town.

Then Xu Fu was overjoyed. Just looking at Wang Shanlu, he knew how terrifying his talent was. If he achieved Body Refinement in the future, the masters of the martial arts schools would have to take a better look at him.

Not to mention that it would also affect the silver taels allocated to the martial arts school by the elders every year.

Xu Sanliang took out a money bag and weighed it and said, "Just teach him martial arts normally, Shanlu's daily food is on me."

Xu Fu naturally prepared to refuse: "No need, I..."

"I know the situation of Qingfeng Martial Arts School now. I came out of here anyway, so there's no need to be so clear."

Xu Sanliang handed the money bag to Xu Fu.

Xu Fu didn't say anything else, turned his head and stared at Ren Qing.

The other dozens of eyes fell on Ren Qing, and he immediately felt uncomfortable, but in order to maintain his taciturnity, he had to shut up and stand.

After being stunned for several minutes, Xu Sanliang interrupted, "Master, since you want to enter Qingfeng Martial Arts School, you see..."

Xu Fu patted his forehead: "I almost forgot, Shanlu, you try the stone dumbbells, so I can have an idea."

He was afraid that Ren Qing wouldn't understand, so he made gestures and actions.

Ren Qing walked straight to the edge of the training ground, where there were several blurred human-shaped statues, and the appearance should have nothing to do with the gods of fortune, prosperity, and longevity.

Xu Fu and Xu Sanliang exchanged glances, as long as simple communication was no problem.

It is said that Wang Shanlu is demented, but he can understand human language, and with his extraordinary body, the talent for martial arts is already very terrifying.

Ren Qing did not intend to hold back, after all, his time was really not much.

The Netherworld Celestial Worm Technique can indeed extend life, but when the disease is promoted, the speed of life consumption will definitely increase accordingly.

Ren Qing casually grabbed a five- or six-pound stone dumbbell, then put it back on the ground, and then walked towards the largest stone dumbbell.

This stone dumbbell weighed at least a hundred pounds, except for Xu Fu occasionally lifting it a few times, the disciples could not even hope to reach it.

Ren Qing hugged the stone dumbbell, and his feet staggered when he lifted it, almost falling.

Xu Sanliang and the two took a breath of cold air. Others would only think that Ren Qing was struggling when he moved it, which caused his lower body to be unstable.

But the fact was obviously that Ren Qing had misestimated the weight of the stone dumbbell, so he used too much force, which almost caused him to fall.

Xu Fu swallowed and whispered in Xu Sanliang's ear: "Sanliang, are you sure Wang Shanlu needs to practice martial arts?"

"Let's practice first..."

Xu Sanliang didn't know what to say, so he had to wait for Wang Qi to recover from his injuries before talking about it.

He felt that with Wang Shanlu's body, there was a high probability that he could master Body Refinement, of course, the premise was that he would not inexplicably go crazy.

"Let's do this, Shanlu stays in Qingfeng Martial Arts School during the day, and goes back to his own home to rest at night, Master you... watch and teach martial arts."

Xu Sanliang planned to leave in a hurry after speaking.

Xu Fu asked in a deep voice: "Wait, is it uneasy recently?"

"Well, there should still be survivors in the annihilated Unburied Town, and according to the meaning of several elders, it may be rebuilt in the near future."

Xu Fu's joy was dispelled for the most part. At his age, even if he has not mastered Body Refinement, he can still get in touch with some secrets.

Since it involves "immortals", which time has it not affected hundreds of people...

Xu Sanliang did not stay long, Qingfeng Martial Arts School was much safer than ordinary residents' courtyards, and besides, ordinary people could not deal with Wang Shanlu now.

After Xu Fu came back to his senses, the disciples had already practiced their stances, but they were faintly separated from Ren Qing by more than ten meters.

He then hesitated what martial arts to teach Ren Qing.

With Ren Qing's burly physique, it doesn't seem suitable for practicing swords, and it is the right way to go directly to the way of reducing ten meetings with one force...

Just as Xu Fu hesitated, Ren Qing silently played the Tiger Convergence Fist.

The disciples instinctively avoided it, and the sound of dragon roar and tiger roar seemed to sound out of thin air, and it was also mixed with the sound of air tearing.

Xu Fu's expression was complicated. It seems that martial arts are not necessary. Let's prepare some weight-bearing equipment and focus on tempering the body.

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