Shifang Wusheng

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In this way, Wei He finally understood why Wan Ling told him to think about other things instead of focusing all his energy on martial arts.

But soon, he thought of Wang Shaojun.

Since Yigu is so difficult, why did Wang Shaojun only spend three years in practicing viscera?

So Wei He put down what he was doing and found Young Master Wang who was an official in the city and was as busy as a dog every day.

Sure enough, from him, Wei He learned a special method.

Chapter 185 On the Bait

Not far away, the crisp sound of iron striking came one after another.

Wang Shaojun leaned against the cold wall, watching several gangsters on the street, collecting protection fees from shops along the street.

After the Tianyinmen fell apart, today's Xuanjing is a mixed bag of fish and dragons, big fish and small fish, big snakes and small snakes, pouring in here one after another, carve up the territory and resource market that originally belonged to Tianyinmen.

Especially when Wei He is still living in seclusion in Heiwu Mountain, these forces are even more unscrupulous.

In these current situations, how much his Wang family is involved in it, in fact, he himself does not know.

Bang.

At the entrance of an alley on the right, a small cart selling roasted sweet potatoes was severely kicked over.

An elderly white-haired old woman was kicked and fell to the ground.The money bag in his hand was snatched away, and most of the roasted sweet potatoes on the cart were taken away by a few bastards, and the rest fell to the ground and were trampled to pieces.

With tears in her eyes, the old woman squatted on the ground, picked up the crushed sweet potatoes with her hands, and carefully put them into a small bag again.

Then she stood up again, straightened the trolley with great effort, and slowly left towards the distance.

Wang Shaojun watched without saying a word, and did not step forward to help.

There are too many such things, even if he helps out, it is impossible to help a few.

"Are you here so early?" On the sidewalk, a tall and burly figure, wearing a black cloak and a hood, approached him.

"Well, it's just that I've finished my work, I'm free and have nothing to do, take a rest." Wang Shaojun turned to look at the person who came.

Under the black cloak, there is a cold and fair face of a man, it is the Wanqingmen Weihe who is now in the limelight.

"Send me a letter suddenly, what's the matter?" Wang Shaojun asked.

"This is not a place to talk." Wei He looked around.Take the lead towards the opposite shop.

An old man selling fruit happened to be scolded by two strong men.

Because the protection fee cannot be paid.While protecting the little grandson at his feet, the uncle begged the two of them.

Said that he has paid the protection fee twice, and he really has no money, and now only these fruits are left.

"Who the hell wants your fruit!?" A man slapped fiercely and broke the wooden support of the fruit stand.

"If you can't pay the money today, take your grandson out to pay for the goods!" Another person said angrily.

The little grandson next to the uncle was born in a beautiful shape, with big eyes, and the pupils of his eyes were full of hatred and anger.

In his hand, he tightly clutched a roll of yellow paper with crooked charcoal writing, which should be the draft he learned to write by himself.

Bang.

The old man was kicked hard and knocked to the ground.He also fell to the ground with his little grandson.

"In this world, there are always many people who cannot escape their own lives." Wang Shaojun paused.Looking at Wei He in front of him.

Wei He sighed, also stopped, and did not speak.

"These days, I've been busy with persuasion. It's different from before. What I've seen during this time is far more than I imagined before."

Wang Shaojun walked to the fruit stand, and quietly said a few words to the two gangsters.

Then he took out a little money from his pocket and handed it to them.

The two men took the money and didn't say anything. They looked at Wang Shaojun and the burly Wei He beside him, and saw that they were not easy to mess with.He quickly turned around and left.

The old man thanked Wang Shaojun gratefully and almost knelt down.Beg him to leave his name and address, and he will return the money later.

But Wang Shaojun's eyes kept falling on the little grandson.

There was gratitude in the child's eyes, but more unwillingness.

Standing up, he returned to Wei He's side.

"Did you think that I would go over and punish those two gangsters, and then punish the evil and promote the good?"

"..." Wei He didn't speak.

"I used to do that too." Wang Shaojun didn't look at the old man who was still behind him to thank him, and went straight into a teahouse on the street.

Wei He followed in.

Immediately, a tea waiter came up to greet them and asked them to sit down.

"Until one day, I found out that the two people I taught had their hands and feet amputated, and they were thrown into a stinky ditch outside the city, where they died within a few days."

Wang Shaojun smiled lightly, and ordered a pot of plum blossom tea and some refreshments.

"Behind everyone, there may be their own difficulties. It's not them who are wrong, but this damn world." He seems to have experienced a lot recently and has a lot of feelings.

"Okay, let's talk, it's rare to ask me out today, what do you want to say?" Wang Shaojun looked up at Wei He.

"Originally, I wanted to ask you about the entry of practicing viscera." Wei He said in a deep voice.

"Don't talk about those sighs." Wang Shaojun's eyes don't know why, although there is a trace of fatigue, they are much brighter than before.

"You want to ask Lian Zou why I am so fast?"

"Not bad." Wei He nodded.

"Practice the visceral silk strength." Wang Shaojun said frankly, "If you can comprehend the silk strength earlier and practice it, you can greatly speed up the process."

"Silk power?"

"That's right. Every viscera master has to go through the stage of body transformation, and silk strength is a method that can greatly speed up this process. It can also be said to be a shortcut."

"Why do you need to shape different physiques for different martial arts skills? Reshape the foundation. The purpose is to make people more suitable for the skills you practice. Have you thought about this?" Wang Shaojun pointed out with a smile.

"I see." Wei He nodded.

"So, I searched through the classics and found that the ancestors of the past used the silk strength as the basis to build today's martial arts classics. So the foundation of everything is the silk strength."

"Since you asked this question, I'll give you something." Wang Shaojun touched gently from his bosom, and quickly took out a gold silk money bag with a black pattern.

He took out a small roll of yellowed and blackened paper from his purse.

"This is what I've used before, and now it's for you."

Wei He took it and unfolded it gently. There was nothing on the scroll, only some messy silk lines.

"what is this?"

"This is silk power." Wang Shaojun smiled, "I understood the principle of silk power from it, and thus greatly shortened the process. In fact, I have also heard that there are more detailed detail inheritance.

This kind of inheritance, which they call Dongzhen Secret Words, is a secret that only the true true inheritance can obtain.

This is also the foundation of Wushizong's ability to stand high and overlook Taizhou.I didn't quite understand it at first, but it wasn't until I realized Silk Strength that I realized that indeed, they do have the qualification to overlook the entire state. "

Wei He carefully looked at this somewhat old yellow paper. Although he couldn't see anything for the time being, he could feel a trace of strange charm and rhythm from it.

"I understand what you mean." He said in a deep voice.

"No, you don't understand." Wang Shaojun shook his head, "If you could really worship Wushizong back then, it would be a real chance.

As you can see now, the silk strength is already a trick I found after searching for a long time.

But it is very likely that Wushizong still has many such tricks.Their true inheritance does not require self-exploration, trial and error, just step by step, follow the experience of the predecessors, step on the countless accumulations of the predecessors, and move forward rapidly.

A little skill they learn every day may require us to explore it on a year-by-year basis before we can research it.

And these tricks are likely to save us a lot of time and energy.Let us go higher and further in our lifetime! "

When Wang Shaojun spoke later, his tone became more and more serious.

Wei He seemed to understand what he was saying.

"You also think that I made a wrong choice not to enter Wushizong?"

"I'm just sorry. With your aptitude progress, if you can stay in Wu Shizong, maybe you have entered another realm now. Maybe you are higher than me." Wang Shaojun sighed.

Wei He shook his head slightly.

"But I don't regret it. There are some things you don't know, and I don't want to talk about them, but let him pass the past."

"You still don't understand that the accumulation of martial arts cannot be caught up by just one or two generations. It is the accumulation of many talented predecessors step by step, the research and exploration step by step, and the height formed.

No matter how talented you are, you will never be able to catch up with the cultivation speed of the geniuses in Wushizong. "Wang Shaojun sighed.

"Maybe." Wei He shook his head, "But I don't regret it."

"Let's not talk about this, since it has already come out, if you can gather the true skill of Tianyin Jiufu, you may be able to make a difference. Listen to me, the heights accumulated by previous explorations for countless times are not something we can catch up with with a little bit of determination and will." Up.

A gap is a gap.We must face up to it.You said before that you plan to take the Wanqingmen's rain-covering energy as the core and continue to improve it as your major.

I understand you, but if you collect all the Heavenly Seal Nine Cuts, even if you don't practice by yourself, it can be used as a reference, which will be of great benefit to you. "Wang Shaojun persuaded.

"I will consider it." Wei He understood what he meant. "I think you want to see this real skill yourself, don't you?"

"I saw it through you." Wang Shaojun smiled immediately, "I'm really curious. If you can gather all of them, I'd like to exchange my Wang family's real skills with you to watch, how about it? My Wang family's Spring Wind and Rain Art is a little weaker, but Other aspects of exploration experience are more comprehensive and perfect than your pure Tianyin Nine Cutting Kung Fu. I can lend you a comprehensive view."

Wei He was immediately moved.

He didn't expect Wang Shaojun's handwriting to be so big.The exchange of real skills for reading, this is not the meaning of a simple sentence.

If he has other intentions, maybe he can use this to find the fatal flaw in the Wang family's true skills.

"Finally, I want you to feel carefully what silk power is." Wang Shaojun stretched out his hand and put it lightly on the back of Wei He's hand.

All of a sudden, traces of extremely subtle strength quietly seeped in from the pores on the back of Wei He's hand.

Wei He closed his eyes, carefully comprehending.

That trace of strength was extremely weak, even with his five senses, he had to use all his strength to barely feel such a trace.

Just like a breeze gently blowing hair, the silk power penetrated into the skin, blood vessels, fascia, lightly touched Wei He's own bone strength, and dissipated naturally.

When the silk energy dissipated, Wei He opened his eyes again, and Wang Shaojun was no longer in front of him.

The tea and refreshments on the table in front of him were almost eaten up.Time seems to have passed for a long time.

He didn't even know when the other party left.

After carefully recalling the specialness of that trace of strength, Wei He quickly settled the bill while holding the roll of yellow paper.

Get up and leave.

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Qingqi County is close to the border of Taizhou, five hundred miles away from Xuanjing City.

This place mainly produces various medicinal materials, and five out of ten households in the county rely on medicinal materials for their livelihoods.

Some people are herbal collectors, some are pharmaceutical people, and there are also pharmacy assistants, shopkeepers, pharmacists, drug dealers and so on.

In a small courtyard near the mountain in the county.

Jiu Ying, who was dressed in a gray robe and a black mandarin jacket, was sitting face to face with a gray-haired old man. A game of black and white pieces was placed between the two of them, and they were playing fast chess with each hand.

In the afternoon, the sky was bright, the clouds blocked the sun, and it was bright but not hot.

Fruits such as red peaches and grapes were placed beside the two of them.

An old woman in a light yellow skirt was holding a wooden basin in a corner of the yard, washing vegetables with brought water.

"How? You lost again!" After making a move, the old man smiled and raised his eyes, staring at Jiuying. "At your level, you want to beat me? Hehe."

"That's all, I'll let you play again." Jiuying sighed, pinching his beard.

"Okay, you nine-year-old man, if you can't get down, you can't get down. What's the point of doing these moths?"

"It's boring, that's why I let you win and win, in case you don't lose or win, if you think it's boring, then no one will play with me?" Jiuying waved his hands.

"Let's play another game!" The old man cursed and played the chess again.