"You're awake?"

Jin Zhong had just opened his eyes. Yang Xian, who was far away from the fire of more than ten feet, turned his head and smiled at him, "Come here and have something to eat."

At this time, the Golden Bell was at least ten feet away from Yang Xian. It was dark again. Yang Xian sat next to the fire with his back to Jin Zhong, but as soon as Jin Zhong opened his eyes, Yang Xian already knew.

This mysterious sensing was really beyond Jin Zhong's imagination. He was confused for a moment before responding to Yang Xian: "Oh, oh, I'm awake."

He stepped forward to Yang Xian and found Shi Duxiu, Qin Shou, and soft matchmaker sitting by the fire looking at him curiously, as if a flower had grown on his face.

Jin Zhong was at a loss when the three of them saw him. He reached out to tidy up his clothes and rubbed his face hard. Then he carefully sat next to the four of them and thought to himself, "Why do they look at me like this?"

Several birds on the fire in front of me were being barbecued on wooden sticks. From time to time, oil dripped from the birds, making a slight sizzling sound when they fell into the fire. A burnt smell of meat spread into the nostrils, causing the golden bell to roar like thunder and thunder.

Seeing this, Yang Xian reached out and picked a bird's leg from the grill and handed it to Jin Zhong, "Brother Jin woke up so by chance. The bird just happened to be roasted. This was roasted by Qin Shou. How does Brother Jin taste it?"

Jin Zhong did not pick up Yang Xian's bird legs, stared at Yang Xian and said, "Brother, what happened to me just now?"

He was a straight-bellied person, and he asked directly if he had something in his heart, "Just just now, a hot little mouse was hiking around in my body. What's that thing?"

Seeing his face full of ignorance, everyone laughed at the scene. Shi Duxiu smiled and said, "Good guy, you are lucky! Yang Xian directly intercepted an internal force and left it in your body, opened up the meridians for you, and passed on your practice method. If you succeed in the future, don't forget Brother Yang's today's merit and kindness."

Jin Zhong was still a little confused at this time and asked in a rough voice: "Transfer the power? What kind of power?"

The soft matchmaker said, "Big man, I'll tell you."

She smiled and said, "The little mouse you mentioned that was hiking around in your body just now is not a mouse, it is internal energy! The way the little mouse walks that Brother Qin asked you to remember is the internal strength and mental method of martial arts practice. You, a big man, have gained a great benefit out of thin air, but you don't even know it!"

Jin Zhong was shocked, "Internal Qi? Martial Arts and Heart Methods?"

In the Great Zhou Dynasty, both learning literature and practicing martial arts were mastered by the powerful and famous sects of the dynasty, and were not accessible to ordinary people. It was okay to learn literature. If you have money, you can also ask a teacher to teach poetry, books, and writing, but practicing martial arts cannot be learned by having money.

The Great Zhou Dynasty strictly monitored the minds of martial arts. Apart from joining the martial arts sect, ordinary people basically had no chance to get into the profound martial arts inheritance.

Even if there is a martial arts hall on the market, it is only taught with superficial exercises to train the body. As for internal and mental techniques, even if there is one, it is still secret and not easily passed on to outsiders.

Jin Zhong is just an ordinary person. Although he is brave and fierce in his daily life, he also wants to practice martial arts and become a legendary martial arts master. However, because of his poor background, he has never been able to get what he wants.

Today, I heard from the soft matchmaker that what Yang Xian had just passed on to her was a martial arts technique. I was really overjoyed and said, "Oh, boy, I kowtowed you!"

He knelt on the ground without hesitation, kowtowed several times at Yang Xian, and shouted loudly: "You teach me martial arts, then my teacher, teacher, please accept my worship!"

He kowtowed more than a dozen times, and he gave up until Yang Xian helped him up.

"Brother Jin, it is said that with your character, it is not impossible for me to accept you as a disciple. However, as the leader of Confucianism, accepting disciples is not a trivial matter. Besides, my Confucians must study poetry and books and read all the classics. Only after their literary and historical skills have reached a certain level can they be qualified to be crowned and celebrated and become a Confucian scholar."

After Yang Xian helped Jin Zhong up, he smiled and said, "I don't think Brother Jin looks like a person who likes to study. If you really want to join my Confucianism and abide by the rules of my Confucianism, I'm afraid it's not your wish."

Jin Zhong looked disappointed, "Old Jin, I don't know a lot of big words. If I were to read and read, it would be better to take my life."

Yang Xian said: "Although I can't be your teacher, I can be your friend. Today, when you and I first met, Yang had no choice but to tailor a set of martial arts techniques for Brother Jin to express his feelings."

He smiled and said, "As long as Brother Jin doesn't dislike him!"

Kim Jong said: "Don't dislike it, don't dislike it!"

He was extremely excited, and his gratitude to Yang Xian was beyond words. He was just a clumsy and stupid person and could not say anything thankful. He just made up his mind, "I will never forget Brother Yang's kindness in the future."

He didn't understand martial arts at this time, and he could not understand how terrifying it was that Yang Xian just said, "Taiming a set of martial arts mental methods."

But whether it was Shi Duxiu or Russ Matchmaker, after hearing Yang Xian's words, they were shocked to change their color.

The two looked at each other and saw the extremely surprised expression on each other's face.

You should know that the title of "Master of Martial Arts" is not just an evaluation of the level of force, but the word "Master" here is really extraordinary.

Only when you reach a very profound level in martial arts and have your own unique insights into martial arts, rather than rigid and rigid masters of the predecessors, can you be qualified to be called a master.

Once you reach the level of a master, you have reached a level that is difficult for ordinary people to understand in martial arts.

When you reach this level, you will have the qualifications and ability to create your own martial arts. If you are in a small martial arts sect, the martial arts master is already a sect-level ancestor.

In fact, in this world, there are many founder of small sects who are all martial arts masters.

There is an unwritten rule in the world, that is, only when the martial arts cultivation reaches the level of a master can one be qualified to establish one's own mountain gate and become a ancestral ancestor.

This shows the status of the martial arts master.

But even a martial arts master wants to create a new martial arts mind method, it is not easy.

Often, if you think hard for decades, you can only create one or two mental methods that can be used to show off. This mental method must be corrected from time to time during practice, and it will not be feasible after many years of adjustment.

Shi Duxiu is also a master of martial arts. He knows the difficulty of creating a mental method. Recently, he is also preparing to create a martial arts mental method that he has unique, but because of insufficient savings and lack of opportunities, he has not yet been formed.

Only by creating a unique mind method can one be considered as a master of martial arts.

Shi Duxiu is still a little short of time now.

But today Yang Xian just took a few glances at Jin Zhong and was able to tailor a set of martial arts mental methods for Jin Zhong in such a short time. Such improvisational creation and teaching according to his aptitude are no longer a means of a master of martial arts, but only a master can do it.

It’s no wonder that Shi Duxiu and Ruan Matchmaker were both shocked.

The soft matchmaker was the first to hold back, glanced at Jin Zhong, and asked Yang Xian: "Yang Xian, did you create this mental method temporarily?"

Yang Xian smiled and said, "Yes, it's a rough thing to do in a hurry, but it's enough for Brother Jin to practice to the level of a ninth-level warrior. At that time, I will improve it for Brother Jin."

The soft matchmaker saw that he was casually treating his own mental method as normal as eating and drinking water. It seemed that in his eyes, it was nothing at all, but naturally it should have been like this, and was even more surprised, "Don't he know that what he is doing now is a shocking act?"

Yang Xian naturally didn't know what his soft matchmaker was thinking. When he was talking, he took out a letter from his sleeve and handed it to Jin Zhong beside him, "Brother Jin, I have a letter here. Take it to Zhongjing City, Zhongzhou to find Wu Chaofeng, the third son of the Wu family. After he read the letter, he will leave you in the army to listen to it."

Jin Zhong took Xinzhen and put it in his arms, "I'll leave for Zhongzhou tomorrow!"

Yang Xian smiled and said, "Be careful on the road."

He turned around and looked at the soft matchmaker, "Miss Ruan, Brother Jin is going to Zhongzhou, the sky is high and the road is far away, so you can spend less money. Do you have a little support?"

Upon hearing this, the soft matchmaker took out a few golden beans and threw them to Yang Xian, "Is it enough?"

Yang Xian patted the golden beans in his hand and took them out, which had become several thin golden leaves. He folded them and handed them to the golden bell, "If the money is not exposed, it is better to be careful when walking on the road."

Kim Jong accepted it with great gratitude.

There was nothing to say all night. The next day after he arrived, Jin Zhong kowtowed Yang Xian three times, carried the bone-crushing knife, carried the bedding roll, and left Hanlin City.

After watching Jin Zhong leave, Shi Duxiu said to Yang Xian: "Brother Yang, the victims in the Hanlin City are taken care of by my doctor's children, and I don't have to worry about you or me."

He took out the green-skin gourd around his waist and said, "I can't make up my mind about how to deal with these nine essence pills. I want to go back to the mountain gate so I can ask my master. If you have nothing to do for the time being, why not go with me too."
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