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On the nearby table, there are still a few wild vegetables that have just been picked, with some wet mud on them.
Seeing Zhang Feng, he walked a few steps towards the courtyard.
The Taoist priest heard footsteps, put down the axe, and turned to look at Zhang Feng, who was carrying the luggage.
At the same time, when he opened his mouth, he didn't call himself a poor Taoist or an old Taoist, but like an old man in the village, he casually and kindly greeted Zhang Feng who walked into the courtyard,
"Did this master come here to rest because he was thirsty? If the hospitality is not good, the water on the fire will have to wait for a while"
After the words fell, he started chopping firewood again.
"Troubleshooting." Zhang Feng saw that the Taoist priest seemed to be a kind person, and after entering the courtyard, he also openly stated the purpose of today, without playing riddles,
"Zhang Feng is here to visit the Taoist priest today."
As Zhang Feng said this, he smiled and cupped his fists, "I also heard from a friend that the Taoist priest can lift a thousand-jin copper tripod."
The Daoist suddenly stopped his movements, but there was nothing strange about it, he seemed to be used to it, as if someone often came to him,
"Master Zhang also practices martial arts? Want to come over and see if my strength is real? Is it comparable to the ancient overlord?"
As the Taoist master said, he put down the ax and walked slowly. When he was two meters away, he stretched out his hand and slapped Zhang Feng's chest.
It's just that his movements are calm and calm, and he looks like an ordinary person holding things.
When Zhang Feng saw it, he put his palm on his wrist, pushed it, blocked it at will, and pressed down the palm he had slapped.
But when the Taoist priest saw that Zhang Feng was able to block it, he suddenly increased his strength and lifted it upwards, with about two hundred catties of strength.
Zhang Feng felt a strong force, knowing that the Taoist priest was afraid of hurting himself at first, so he hid his clumsiness.
Therefore, Zhang Feng was not polite, and pushed away with one hand, and the two began to compete like this.
From two hundred catties, four hundred catties, and five hundred catties, the shoes of the two gradually sank into the mud.
Zhang Feng turned into a demon and continued to press down.
Until a 'click' sound, around [-] jin.
The Taoist priest retreated two steps, rubbing the dirt with a 'ta-da', leaving three deep pits of shoe prints.
At the same time, he was not trying to attack, but stood there frowning, as if he was a little confused.
Wondering how there is anyone stronger than him in this world?
He traveled around the entire Central Plains for most of his life, and this was the first time he saw someone stronger than him.
Seeing that he had defeated the Daoist priest in terms of strength, Zhang Feng was not very curious.
After all, I have ghost capital fragments, and the Taoist leader is already old.
There must be a gap in this kind of one positive and one negative.
But at such a rare age, he can still maintain such physical fitness, which is indeed amazing.
It seems that what Ba Jin said was right, this Taoist priest is indeed a strange person.
I don't know how he maintains his physique.
"The Taoist priest accepts." Zhang Fengke politely clasped his fists, and at the same time the task was completed.
"If you lose, you are defeated." The Taoist priest shook his head, then suddenly smiled, and replied with a very open-minded smile, "Master Zhang is superior!"
He said, and then sighed, "Master Zhang's physique is so strong that it is unimaginable. I don't know how Master Zhang cultivated this physique? Judging from Master Zhang's age, he is only in his twenties. I am afraid that Master Zhang has suffered a lot. Ten times, a hundred times my aptitude is also a thousand times, ten thousand times my aptitude"
After Zhang Feng heard this, he shook his head, not agreeing.
Because it is also my family who knows about my own affairs.
In the end, I really don't have the aptitude, the illusory 'spiritual root' that the Taoist priest said.
If it wasn't for the fact that the ghosts were holding back the fragments and the aura lost, his strength wouldn't have improved so quickly.
But knowing is knowing.
Zhang Feng didn't save Daoist priest, but suddenly thought of something, and said along the words: "Does Taoist priest also use spiritual energy to practice?"
If you want to break through the limit, it must be aura.
If you want to keep your physical fitness from declining in old age, you can only have a mysterious aura.
Although Zhang Feng didn't meet him in this world, but today he met the Taoist priest, maybe this question came out.
"Spiritual energy?" The Taoist priest suddenly smiled when he heard Zhang Feng's question: "I originally thought that fellow daoist Zhang Zhang was a natural fighter with excellent aptitude, so he had such strength. But now I didn't expect fellow daoist to also Do you believe in what Reiki said?"
"I heard it occasionally." Zhang Feng was noncommittal, "I don't understand the specific things very clearly."
"That's right," the Taoist priest nodded sympathetically, "Before I came into contact with spiritual energy, I always thought that spiritual energy was something nonsense made by qi practitioners in the pre-Qin period. Vascular Tissue Nerves"
The Taoist priest said, looking at the setting sun in the west, "But if I say that I accidentally obtained a little spiritual energy when I was young, and imitated the method of Qi practitioners in the pre-Qin period, and tried to use this spiritual energy to open up the nerve veins according to medical principles. Do you want to learn from Daoist Zhang Daoyouxin in the ghost novels on the roadside stall?"
"Letter." Zhang Feng pointed to the pothole on the ground next to him, "How can people not believe such a big pothole right in front of us?"
"Haha" the Taoist priest suddenly laughed, perhaps because he is also a cultivator, he said to himself first, "I practice a method, which is to breathe in the morning sun purple energy every day. How does fellow Taoist practice? "
The Daoist spoke, telling him the truth about how he breathed out the Chaoyang Ziqi, and there was nothing hidden in his words.
It is also because he has traveled around the mountains and rivers of the Central Plains in the first half of his life, but he has never seen a 'qi trainer' like him.
But now, or in this lifetime.
Today he finally met the only friend of his own, and there was no obscurity to conceal it. Instead, every sentence was true, and he wanted to prove whether the hard work of his life was true and right.
This has become the only obsession in his heart.
I want to know whether people can 'build foundations' like in the roadside stalls and ghost novels? '
"I'm different from the Daoist."
Zhang Feng took out a qi-nourishing pill in his arms, "Has the Taoist priest seen anything similar?"
"Pillage?" The Taoist took it over and looked at it, sniffed it again, and exclaimed a little out of control for a moment: "There is spiritual energy in this medicine?"
After hearing this, Zhang Feng really didn't know how to reply to this sentence.
I just want to ask, 'Hasn't the Taoist priest seen it? '
But don't ask.
Just looking at the reaction of the Taoist priest, Zhang Feng also knew that the inheritance of Taoism in this world was completely broken.
Otherwise, the Taoist leader will definitely know something about cultivation, instead of groping for a lifetime by himself.
And if the inheritance is really not broken, and this world also has aura.
In other words, Taoist priest just needs to get in touch with Yangqi Pill earlier.
Zhang Feng felt that with the aptitude and learning ability of the Taoist priest, he might have already established the foundation, reached the pinnacle of this second-order world, and confirmed his guess about the foundation.
Maybe it can create a legendary story.
"Zhang Daoyou"
But today's Taoist chief looked at the pill in his hand, but he really wanted it, and he didn't have the face of a monk.
But he fought again in his heart, and finally handed the pill to Zhang Feng.
At the same time, he discussed cautiously,
"I have a theory. Fellow Daoists have a secret recipe. Can we discuss it?"
As he said, he ran back to the house, took out a book full of notes in his life, and solemnly said,
"Pindao is willing to use the cultivation method he has realized and created in his life to exchange the formula of this elixir from fellow daoist. I don't know what will happen to the friendship"
Before Zhang Feng answered, his eyes subconsciously swept towards the old books,
'You found a book'
Item: Daoist's Comprehension
Type: Book
Antique time determination: 94 years.
Quality: It is just a book of insights, and methods of muscle and bone training.
But if it is necessary to classify, the character story of the Taoist leader will be defined as,
Tier [-], Orange, Legendary
Function: According to the records of exercises in the book, you can use spiritual energy to open up your acupuncture points and stimulate all kinds of incredible magical powers.
The supernatural power recorded in the cheat book: innate root bone.
'Innate root bone: break the shackles of the mortal body, improve your innate root bone qualifications, and reach the innate Taoist body'
Chapter 52 The rest of the month
Read the tips.
Zhang Feng finally understood why the Taoist priest was able to maintain such physical strength and muscles in his rare years.
If I hadn't guessed wrong, this Taoist priest must have cultivated the 'innate roots'.
No ink marks either.
Zhang Feng took Dan Fang out of his small bag and exchanged them.
This is a backup prepared by myself.
Subsequently.
Under the guidance of the Taoist priest, Zhang Feng tried to use his own aura to flow into the meridians, but he felt a tearing pain.
It seems to have to take it slowly.
Also in this afternoon, Taoist priest also tried alchemy for the first time under his own teaching.
As for whether the main drug of century-old ginseng is present, is it enough?
The Taoist priest has traveled all his life, and there are many good things in his small treasury.
Among them, there are more than ten rare 190-year-old ginsengs, and even [-]-year-old ginsengs, Taoist priests also treasured two.
The matter of medicinal materials fell, and the rest of the things were easy to handle.
Practice.
It was also in the early morning of the second day, when the sun had just risen.
Zhang Feng followed the Taoist priest to the edge of the mountain cliff, trying to practice the Taoist priest's 'Purple Qi Jue'
It's a pity that the Taoist priest is sitting cross-legged, like meditating, breathing long, absorbing purple energy and spiritual energy.
Zhang Feng sat on the cliff, but couldn't feel any 'spiritual energy'.
It seems that this is really a root problem.
And the sect tester brought back by the third-tier player in the previous life is very real, and he is indeed 'no spiritual root'.
Now I can only rely on "innate roots" to try to improve my qualifications.
Otherwise, when you go to the world of spiritual energy, you will not be able to enjoy the cultivation blessing that belongs to the 'spiritual root'.
thinking.
Zhang Feng went back to the courtyard, ready to continue pulse training and root bone training.
After swallowing the purple air, the Taoist priest also went back to the courtyard when he saw Zhang Feng leaving, and came to the side of Zhang Feng who was putting on airs.
"Zhang Daoyou, is there anything you don't understand about Ziqi?"
The Taoist leader has always felt that this fellow Daoist Zhang has the aptitude for cultivation, and even more that Zhang Feng is a rare talent that is rarely seen once in hundreds of years.
So he didn't think that Zhang Feng had no spiritual roots, but that Zhang Feng was not yet familiar with his unique cultivation method.
"I don't understand." Zhang Feng relaxed his muscles when he heard the Daoist's question, and then discussed a little: "I guess I have to stay with the Daoist for a while, and learn the Ziqi method without disturbing the Daoist. Bar?"
The Taoist priest stood up straight, and there was a sound when he landed, "Any questions will be answered."
"Thank you, Daoist." Zhang Feng also stood up straight and cupped his fists in return.
Daoist Master saw him, but suddenly laughed out loud, as if joking, and as if pointing directly at the so-called "Dao Xin", and asked: "Why Zhang Daoyou learned martial arts and practiced boxing?"
Zhang Feng has nothing to hide, "Self-protection and murder."