After agreeing on these things, Shi Yongming beat the younger brothers and waited outside, and sat down and chatted under Yan Lanxi and Xue City.

Yan Lanxi's handsome face was very conspicuous at this moment, but Shi Yongming couldn't figure out why. Looking at his face did not make him look ugly, but instead he felt that he had a more manly beauty of cutting off his arm.

It's really strange that I was injured occasionally, and my subordinates often had bruised noses and swollen faces. Every time I saw those bruises, he felt that they were not optimistic, and some were even disgusting. But why did this Yan Lanxi's beauty even make people look good even when injured?

I haven't fallen in love with any woman for so many years. Is it because I have a problem with my sexual orientation?

Thinking of this, he was scared and sweated in a cold sweat. He quickly threw away this terrible idea and transferred to the purpose of this trip.

He plucked up his courage and asked, "Sister Xue, your kung fu is so powerful, why did Master ask the waiter in the hotel to call him?"

Xue Cheng had long seen that he had this question. As a master's eldest disciple, she took on the responsibility of helping his master cover up his identity without hesitation: "The master's family has special family rules. The master cannot practice martial arts yet. He has to wait until a certain age and condition to start practicing martial arts. Although the master has never practiced martial arts, his family has a lot of knowledge. He is a master and has a little knowledge of martial arts all over the world. Mr. Shi, you are not saying that your internal skills are incomplete, you might as well ask my master to give you some advice, and you may have a lot of gains."

Xue Cheng was not arrogant. Although his master did not learn martial arts, he could see his meridians, spiritual power, and energy circulation directions every time, and then guided himself to practice. Mortal martial arts practice is just a practice of musculoskeleton, and the advanced internal kung fu practices internal strength. This is the same as a doctoral supervisor who thinks that elementary school students are calculated as one plus one.

As long as the master gives advice, he will not understand the ambiguous relationship between his master and himself, and will not misunderstand his reputation for his master for nothing.

After hearing Xue Cheng's words, what came to Shi Yongming's mind was Miss Wang Yuyan in "The Legend of the Condor Heroes". He felt that Master Yan and Miss Wang had a family. Although he knew how to be a martial arts, he was familiar with all the martial arts in the world.

Xue Cheng asked him to ask Yan Lanxi in person. Although he was skeptical, if he had a slight chance to supplement the incomplete internal skills and mental methods he had learned, he would have to work hard to strive for. You should know how difficult and valuable it is to be able to master some of the mental methods of practicing internal skills in the martial arts world.

At that moment, Yongming stood up without hesitation and bowed to Yan Lanxi and said, "Please give me guidance to the skills I practiced by my disciples."

Yan Lanxi had been playing with the novel mobile phone that Xue Cheng gave him, but he didn't hear anything the two of them said. Now when he suddenly saw Shi Yongming asking for advice and looked at Xue Cheng in confusion.

Xue Cheng hurriedly bowed his hand to Yan Lanxi and said, "Master, Mr. Shi is a good person. Can you delay you for a minute or two and give him a move and half a move?"

After spending a month together, Yan Lanxi had already established a basic sense of trust and closeness to Xue Cheng. Since she said that he didn't want her to have any mental purpose at all, so he turned his head to look at Shi Yongming, and only glanced at him and said, "The internal strength you practiced is more yang to help the boxing technique be strong, but your armpit meridians are blocked and there is insufficient assistance. I will tell you two words of mental method, so you can try it."

When Shi Yongming was young, he went to Songshan to become a disciple because he loved martial arts. However, not everyone could go to Shaolin Temple. Besides, his family and himself did not want to be monks, so he learned martial arts in a martial arts hall in Dengfeng City.

Because of diligence and talent, he was accepted as a personal disciple by the martial arts hall owner and taught his internal skills and mental methods.

But the master of the martial arts hall learned was incomplete. When he was a young man, he was a young monk from Shaolin Temple. He had the opportunity to peek at a master's practice. He could hear a few words of internal skills, secretly recorded and studied, and finally achieved something. He returned to secular life and opened a martial arts hall, which was also a relatively famous master at the foot of Songshan Mountain.

The skills learned by Shi Yongming and such masters are naturally quite incomplete, but this is his secret. Even the eldest brother doesn't know. The master will not allow him to tell the third person, otherwise the portal will be cleaned up.

At this time, he heard Yan Lanxi point out the biggest secret flaw of his martial arts skills in one sentence. He was shocked. He also heard Yan Lanxi want to pass on two words of martial arts to himself. He hurriedly knelt on the ground and listened attentively: "Please teach me by your master!"

Yan Lanxi thought about it. It was not that he had not yet figured out a way to solve Shi Yongming's internal strength problems, but that he was thinking about how to express it in Chinese on Earth. He also had to express it in a literary way, which made people feel unfathomable. Didn't you see the female disciple blinking the stars there?

Well, I thought of it: "Jia wood moves on the side of the front, and gets Long and Shu."

Shi Yongming was not a writer. After hearing these two sentences, he was as confused as if he hadn't heard them. He looked up carefully at Yan Lanxi.

Yan Lanxi sighed, pretending to be troublesome, and he also had to explain: "Get up and run your skills, I will give you some advice."

Shi Yongming bowed again before he stood up and meditated on the ground, and began to operate his incomplete internal skills.

Just like the internal strength and mental method of the streets, his internal strength and mental method also starts from the Dantian, but he heard Yan Lanxi whisper gently: "Jia wood is strong and strong, and it starts from the liver and gallbladder, and moves back and divides the left and right limbs, rotates round and returns lightly, and returns to the liver and gallbladder."

Shi Yongming didn't know why. The internal energy he used from his dantian was to be moved upward according to his original exercises, reaching his armpits, and then circulating it to his dantian. But for some reason, when Yan Lanxi's voice sounded, the internal energy he used actually flowed to the liver, and suddenly a heat flowed warmed the liver, then extended to the gallbladder, and then divided into two strands, and divided into two arms and armpits.

His original exercises were incomplete. When his internal force arrived here, he could not reach his arms, but would return, and then run to his dantian to complete a broken cycle. However, under Yan Lanxi's gentle whisper, he felt the heat flow for some reason. The internal force actually broke through the acupoints under his armpits and flowed to his arms. Suddenly, his arms felt a sense of comfort and warmth. After the warm current rotated between his fingers, he returned to the liver and gallbladder.

It took more than half an hour to run this week. After the operation, Shi Yongming suddenly felt his internal strength increased greatly and his whole body was relaxed. He swung his punch, which seemed to create endless strength. He was shocked and overjoyed. The gains of practicing martial arts for more than half an hour were more than ten times the gains of his practice over 30 years.

He knelt in front of the seat where Yan Lanxi had just sat, kowtowed repeatedly, and called out to his master with a trembling mouth, tears falling on the ground, wet the ground.

Xue Cheng's voice sounded from the kitchen door: "Master is tired, I'm back to the room to rest. What do you think?" She was picking vegetables in her hand.

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