Chapter 200 Plans cannot keep up with changes

"It turns out that the master-level Xingyiquan requires adding Qi to show the true intention of obtaining the boxing to shock others' minds and souls!"

"And the amount of Qi added also determines the power of the boxing intention. Ordinary martial artists like the old monk can no more than 30% Qi at most, which can make his Qi and blood unstable and unconscious."

Although the old monk is a high monk, he is only proficient in Buddhist scriptures and knowledgeable about martial arts in various sects. However, his martial arts skills are mediocre. Martial geniuses like the sweeping monk only exist in novels and do not exist in reality.

"If it were a martial arts master with strong Qi and blood and condensed souls, or a modern fighter, I wonder how much Qi they could withstand? Let Yang Xingyu feel it, and the Yao Weijun last time."

Yang Xingyu can be regarded as the person he knows at the moment. He combines traditional martial arts and modern competitions best. The key is that he is young, only 24 years old this year, with strong qi and blood and condensed souls. He should be the most suitable candidate.

The other one, Yao Weijun, was the martial artist who came to place him last time. He was a double-shaped tiger and crane, and his body was well-melted, which left a deep impression on him.

Although she looks a little anxious and looks like a middle-aged man, she is actually only thirty-five years old... Well, thirty-five is now considered a middle-aged man.

That Yao Weijun is also a practical martial artsist.

Yang Xingyu and Yao Weijun are among the people he knows, and they are the two people who combine traditional martial arts and modern martial arts.

He took out his cell phone from his bag and saw that it was out of power, so he placed it on the bedside to charge it, then went downstairs to have breakfast.

Chen Xiaohong sent all the messages from her cousin, including her remittance account, etc.

Cao Mingwei nodded repeatedly, "Teacher Zhou is right, I feel that I am very lucky, thanks to my wife, who is very considerate of me and has not put any pressure on me. Otherwise, I might be gone as Teacher Zhou said now."

After breakfast, he returned to the room, picked up his cell phone and looked at it.

Zhou Shen thought about it for a moment and saw Shao Zhengde's appearance in his mind, a man with a slightly fat body and a slightly Mediterranean hairstyle.

Zhou Shen is not only the person with the highest martial arts talent among the people he has ever met, but also the person with the best memory he has ever met. During this period, he found that Zhou Shen can remember everything he said without missing a word.

Maybe I could suddenly have an epiphany like when I first chatted with an old monk?

Then he briefly explained the matter, and Yang Xingyu smiled and said, "Brother Shen, Master Shao Zhengde, is from Zhangang City, and he is quite famous in Zhangang. I will call him to ask."

As he said that, he stuffed the cell phone in his hand into Yang Xingyue's hand.

Secondly, the old monk had a deep relationship with Haojiang. Not only Shen Tianshun, but also the He family and the Lu family, they respected the old monk very much. No one dared to offend so many forces at the same time, to make things difficult for the old monk and force him to tell the situation of the spiritual liquid under the sea.

The old monk sent him to the temple gate, turned around and returned to the Buddhist temple, and looked at the scriptures, unable to calm down for a long time.

She stared at his flawless side face and was fascinated for a moment.

Although this person has sparse martial arts skills, he has a good impression of him and is cheerful and generous.

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First of all, the old monk is over 70 years old. People of this age will not have too many ambitions and want to swallow all his spiritual liquid.

She was about to call him again, but there was a message from there.

"Okay, Teacher Zhou, I'll call me now..."

Zhou Shen nodded knowingly and said while eating: "The damage to the Du meridian is actually very harmful. The reason why you have not experienced those symptoms for the time being is because you have no pressure in life, and pay attention to maintenance. You usually eat good food and drink well and sleep well, and replenish the lost Qi and blood."

Because Master Shanzheng said that Zhou Shen could not be disturbed by comprehending the martial arts, so although Cao Mingwei was anxious every day, he could only hold back his anxiety and wait slowly.

Thinking of his lifespan, he habitually opened the property panel and took a look. His lifespan was 71 years and 156 years. Compared with yesterday, the day after removing natural loss, it increased by 2 days.

"Why are you so surprised? You've said it a long time ago."

He picked up the phone and called Yang Xingyu and asked, "Hayu, do you have friends in Zhangang City?"

Yang Xingyu, opposite, remembered when he heard Zhou Shen's words. Zhou Shen had indeed mentioned his plan before. His next stop was to go west to Guizhou Province.

He did not say goodbye until 9:30 pm.

For example, he originally planned to stay in Guangdong Province for only one week to half a month, how long has it been now?

When he arrived at the beach, he rushed to Zhou Shen's shoulder with a "swoosh", and shouted "chirp" and handed Zhou Shen the bottle of spiritual liquid in his hand, and then looked at the human next to him with a vigilant look.

"Well, don't worry, don't you, don't worry, I will take good care of it."

Shen Yu said a little embarrassedly: "Teacher Zhou, didn't you say last time that my father was in poor health? Why did the Du meridian get injured? Can you please help my father see it?"

On this side, Zhou Shen just returned to the hotel lobby and saw an acquaintance, Shen Yu, the daughter of Cao Mingwei. She was wearing a white short-sleeved silk shirt, a black professional skirt underneath, and a pair of slender and straight thighs wearing sexy stockings, plus black leather shoes.

Today is another sunny day. Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, you can see the breeze on the sea and the blue sea and blue sky, which makes you feel refreshed.

"Teacher Zhou, please sit down~"

"If it were someone who was under great work pressure, he would not pay attention to maintenance and stayed up late to work overtime every day to eat junk food. Now the grass on the grave is one meter high."

If you have time, go to Yunnan, Guizhou and Sichuan, then go to Japan and Ben to participate in the Olympics. You may go to nearby countries to travel around or go back to the country to watch the snow.

Cao Mingwei said in an excited tone: "Teacher Zhou, after you helped me with treatment yesterday, it was really different. I feel very energetic now."

Cao Mingwei led Zhou Shen to the seat, and the waiter there immediately brought all kinds of exquisite breakfasts.

He originally planned to stay in Haojiang for a while, whether it was practicing or discussing sutras and teachings with the old monk, it would be very beneficial.

Zhou Shen asked, "What are you waiting for me?"

"Brother Shen, I want to tell you something."

"Get out! Hang..."

After saying that, he turned around and rose and fell a few times. The man had left the rocky beach and headed towards the west of the island, and soon disappeared.

Haimian seemed to know that Zhou Shen was leaving, and hugged his arm with two small beast claws, and made a "chirp" cry in his mouth.

Yang Xingyu said dissatisfiedly: "Come on, come on, if you have the ability, go and talk."

The little black ghost surfaced sneakily. After seeing Zhou Shen on the shore and the figure standing beside him, he hesitated for a moment, and did not swim over until Zhou Shen waved.

Behind, the old monk holding the sea martened and murmured: "I don't know what kind of height this donor Zhou's kung fu can reach in the future..."

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