Cultivating Immortals: I Can Save the Price

   Chapter 314 The full-level number came to the novice village

   Qingfeng Pavilion is located in Wei'an Town, and its scale is not very large.

   Although there was a cultivator of physical martial arts, it dates back to more than ten years ago.

  Xu Fu, as a master, taught the cloak swordsmanship to be easy to master, but acquiring iron weapons alone was enough to stumped most people.

   Wei'an town is close to the mountains, but metal ores have to be purchased elsewhere, resulting in unarmed martial arts more common.

  The facade of Qingfengkan is a courtyard, but the grass and trees are replaced by a spacious training ground.

   There were thirty or forty trainers standing scattered on the martial arts field, most of whom were young children, all holding stone piers to polish their strength.

The martial arts taught by    are not as mysterious as imagined, and they do not involve internal skills at all. They mainly focus on exercising the body and mastering skills.

   "Practice martial arts requires daily practice, otherwise it will be a waste."

   Xu Fu kept shouting loud and angry, and his frowning brows swept across the disciples, reminding them of the rules of action.

   Compared with the Chen's Hall, which pays attention to the body, and the Black Stone Hall, which mainly focuses on fists and palms, the Qingfeng Hall does not have the slightest advantage.

   Even in recent days, even apprentices cannot be recruited, so they can only be selected from orphans.

   But the problem is that these children are from poor families, and it is difficult to obtain resources for martial arts training, and they cannot avoid the subsidies of martial arts training halls.

"Ugh…"

  Xu Fu pinched his temples.

   He sat depressed on the stone bench, took out a piece of sick rice from Xu Sanliang and chewed it, and his spirit became uplifted.

  Xu Fu did not master physical skills after all, but he did not dare to grind the diseased rice into powder and use it as dry smoke, which could easily lead to lung damage.

   His thoughts were full of thoughts, and he didn't notice that several children were whispering.

  Xu Tu held the stone ball crookedly, causing the brothers around him to frown frequently. If it wasn't for Xu Fu's presence, he would have come to teach him a lesson earlier.

   "Dog, it's too tiring to practice martial arts, are you sure you can be a fast catcher?"

  The little boy named Gouzi sighed and replied, "I don't know, but my father always wanted to send me in before he died..."

   The dog's nose was sobbing, and he continued to sweat silently.

  Xu Tu's eyes flickered. In order to ensure the resources needed for martial arts training, they spent a lot of energy on food, but it was difficult to get started.

   And according to the news he heard, it would take two or three years just to lay the foundation, but looking at a few senior brothers who have come this far, it is not necessarily that strong.

   The only thing Xu Tu expects is that he can go to work in the yamen after successfully leaving his apprenticeship, and the money is enough to support his younger brothers and sisters.

   "Alright, alright, stop your hands, you dolls, go and squat down."

  Xu Fu walked to the training ground, motioned Xu Tu and the others to go to the side, and followed the breathing method for practicing Qingfeng Sword.

The   breathing method is used to enhance lung capacity, which is unique to Qingfeng Pavilion, but at most it can hold your breath for a long time, and there is nothing special.

  Xu Tu naturally followed suit. Compared with the poorly practiced swordsmanship, his horse stance was undoubtedly much more proficient.

   After all, they have climbed the wall since they were young, and ordinary adults may not be able to catch him, which is what Xu Fu values ​​more.

  Xu Fu held a wooden whip, constantly instructing the movements of his disciples, and imparting his own experience of practicing martial arts for decades.

   "Master, I heard that Senior Brother Xu Sanliang has come to the Wushu Academy these days?"

   It was Zhao Liangxin who was speaking, and he was regarded as the senior brother of the same generation in the Qingfeng Pavilion. Usually, after Xu Fu finished teaching, he would give pointers to the juniors.

   "Should come again today."

  Xu Fu's wrinkles became stretched. Although he and Xu Sanliang did not have the experience of master and apprentice, the latter came to Qingfeng Pavilion specially.

  The rest of the disciples looked at Xu Fu. They didn't know physical skills, but Xu Sanliang's name was very loud in Wei'an Town.

   A few years ago, he was very famous in Wei'an Town, but he rarely took action since then.

   "Master, I heard that the outsider will also practice martial arts in our Qingfeng Pavilion?"

  Xu Fu remembered this, and explained: "It is true, but don't talk nonsense, Wangshan Road is not from outside..."

   He narrated in a negotiated rhetoric, but only told his disciples that Wang Shanlu was originally from Wei'an Town, but he had been outside since he was a child.

  Xu Fu was mainly afraid that his disciples would not be light or heavy in their daily practice, because Wang Shanlu's frail physique would easily cause trouble.

  Xu Tu and the others looked at each other.

  Wang Shanlu is not the sick and dead ghost I met a few days ago, no matter how the other party looks at it, he may die at any time, but the momentum displayed is an inexplicable deterrent.

  The disciples discussed Xu Sanliang secretly, and then went to Wangshan Road.

  Although they have never seen a real person, they all know that Wang Shanlu suffers from a serious illness, which shows how much trouble Wang Qi brought back to the town.

  Xu Fu had a slight headache, and suddenly he noticed a figure walking in the distance, and immediately reminded: "Take me a good practice of martial arts, maybe when Xu Sanliang can give you a high look."

   "Yes, Master."

  The disciples shut their mouths at this point, and they all gestured to the moves of Qingfeng swordsmanship.

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

  Xu Fu looked more and more wrong, and then his eyes became dull. He opened his mouth and looked at the tall man beside Xu Sanliang.

  This is...Wangshan Road?

   Zhao Liangxin swallowed and sighed involuntarily, "As expected of Senior Xu Sanliang, just by looking at his appearance, he can tell that he is incompetent..."

The    brothers and sisters echoed: "Brother Zhao, that's true."

   "But Wang Shanlu is not as thin and thin as rumored, but he looks a little mature, not like he is twenty-eight years old."

   "It should be a stubborn trouble."

   "My second uncle's house has a little baby, and her face is wrinkled in her early three years..."

   Everyone was talking about it, but Xu Tu felt a little inexplicable. No matter how you looked at it, he was not a ghost who died of illness in the courtyard a few days ago.

   Is it on the side?

   He narrowed his eyes and looked at Ren Qing carefully. After noticing the heavy pupils on the other's forehead, he couldn't help but fell to the ground with weak legs.

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

  The terrifying pressure came oncoming, 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, Wangshan Road will be handed over to you."

   As soon as these words came out, there was silence.

   It is true that Ren Qing's height of two meters is diametrically opposite to the Wang Shanlu in his impression, resulting in an unparalleled impact on them.

"This…"

  Xu Fu looked at Ren Qing's arms that were thicker than Xu Tu's thighs, and immediately guessed that it was probably Wang Shanlu's disease.

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

   Immediately, Xu Fu was ecstatic. Just by looking at Wang Shanlu, he knew how terrifying his talent was. If he succeeded in physical martial arts in the future, the masters of the martial arts institutes would have to take a closer look at him.

   Not to mention that it also affects the silver money that the clan elders allocate to the martial arts hall every year.

  Xu Sanliang took out a purse, weighed it and said, "It's enough to teach martial arts normally, and the daily food on the mountain road is mine."

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

   "I know the current situation of Qingfeng Pavilion. Anyway, I also went out from here, so I don't need to be so clear about it."

  Xu Sanliang handed the purse to Xu Fu.

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

   The other dozens of pairs of eyes fell on Ren Qing, he was suddenly uncomfortable, but in order to maintain his silence, he had to shut up and stand.

   After being stunned for a few minutes, Xu Sanliang interrupted and said, "Master, since you want to enter the Qingfeng Pavilion, look..."

  Xu Fu patted his forehead: "I almost forgot, you can try Shidunzi on the mountain road, so that I can have an idea."

   He was afraid that Ren Qing would not understand, and even gestured and moved.

  Ren Qing walked straight to the side of the martial arts field. There were several vague humanoid statues, and their appearance should have nothing to do with Fu Lu Shou.

  Xu Fu and Xu Sanliang looked at each other, as long as there was no problem with simple communication.

  It is said that Wang Shanlu is stupid, but he can understand people's words, and with a body that is different from ordinary people, his talent for martial arts is already very terrifying.

  Ren Qing didn't plan to keep it, after all, he didn't have much time.

   The Netherworld Insect Method can indeed prolong life, but after the disease is promoted, the speed of Shou Yuan consumption will definitely increase accordingly.

  Ren Qing grabbed the stone pier weighing five or six kilograms, then put it back on the ground, and then walked towards the largest stone pier.

   This stone pier is at least 100 jin or more. Except for Xu Fu's occasional lift, it is difficult for the disciples to look up to it.

  Ren Qinghuan hugged Shi Dunzi, and the moment he lifted it, his feet staggered and almost fell.

  Xu Sanliang and the two took a deep breath. Others would only think that Ren Qing was reluctant to move, so the bottom plate was unstable.

   But the fact is obviously that Ren Qing estimated the wrong weight of the stone pier, so he used too much force and almost fell.

   Xu Fu swallowed and whispered in Xu Sanliang's ear, "Sanliang, are you sure that 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.

   He felt that with Wang Shanlu's body, he could master physical martial arts in all likelihood, but of course, the premise was that he would not go crazy for no reason.

   "That's it, Shanlu stayed at Qingfeng Pavilion during the day, and went back to his home to rest at night. Master, you... watch and teach martial arts."

   After Xu Sanliang finished speaking, he planned to leave in a hurry.

  Xu Fu asked in a deep voice, "Wait, are you feeling uneasy recently?"

   "Well, the surviving town that has been turned into ashes should still have a living room, and depending on the meaning of several clan elders, it may start to rebuild in the near future."

  Xu Fu's joy was dissipated for the most part. At his age, even if he didn't master physical martial arts, he was able to get in touch with some secrets.

  Since "immortals" are involved, which time did it not affect hundreds of people...

  Xu Sanliang didn't stay long, Qingfeng Pavilion is far safer than the courtyards of ordinary residents, and how can ordinary people deal with Wangshan Road these days.

   After Xu Fu came back to his senses, the disciples had already practiced their postures, but they were only ten meters away from Ren Qing.

   He then hesitated to teach Ren Qing what martial arts.

   With Ren Qing's physique of five and three rough, no matter how you look at it, it is actually not suitable for practicing swordsmanship. It is the right way to go straight for one force and ten meetings...

   Just as Xu Fu hesitated, Ren Qing silently threw a tiger's fist.

   All the disciples instinctively avoided, the sound of dragons and tigers roaring seemed to sound out of thin air, mixed with the movement of air tearing.

  Xu Fu's expression is complicated. It seems that martial arts are not necessary. It is better to prepare some weight-bearing equipment to polish the body.

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