"As long as you are willing to teach me real kung fu, it would be better if you don't become an apprentice! But are you really willing to teach me if you don't become an apprentice?" said the boy named Tang.
Zheng Qian suddenly felt ashamed. This guy is so direct! "Whether I teach you or not depends on your qualifications and sincerity. What's your name?"
"Tang Bing!" The boy named Tang said his name.
"Okay, I will accept you as a registered disciple first. You go back first, we are going to have dinner. Leave me your contact information and I will talk to you when I am free." Zheng Qian said.
"I'm not going back. I'll wait outside for you to finish eating! You promised to teach me real kung fu! Don't go back on your word!" After Tang Bing finished speaking, he left.
After entering the box, Wang Chengfeng told Zheng Qian about the origin of the Tang soldier: "This boy is from the Tang family. His family is in the military system and he has some background. Thirty years ago, during that big trend,
My family got this Iron Sand Palm and intends to become an ancient martial arts family."
"It is true that some people have made iron sand palms, and the second generation also made some famous palms in the army, known as the Iron Hand Tang Family. But as time went by, they discovered a flaw in the external skills. Without the cooperation of the internal skills, the longer they practiced, the worse they became.
It is a waste of one's body and one's life. Therefore, in the third generation, learning is prohibited."
"This Tang Bing is a martial arts fanatic. He insists on learning, but his family won't let him, so he goes around asking people in Beijing who know Kung Fu. External Kung Fu is not good enough, so he has to learn Kung Fu. Since last year, I don't know where he heard that I know Qigong, so he asked
When they tracked me down, they always stay here and pester me whenever they see me."
"I have no intention of accepting a disciple, and naturally I won't teach him. But he is a perseverant person. You did a good job just now, which has relieved your uncle's worries. If you want to bring the sect's name to the capital in the future, he will also be a good one."
It’s not a big or small help. However, you must remember not to give the secrets of the sect to others.”
Zheng Qian listened to Wang Chengfeng's talk and gradually understood the ins and outs. He thought, if that guy's faith is high enough in the future, it might not be impossible to accept him as an official disciple! The system mission also requires the recruitment of a hundred reliable disciples who are loyal to the sect.
Woolen cloth!
But in this age where job-hopping is important, capable people are easy to find, but loyal ministers are hard to find! It is not so easy to find a reliable disciple who is loyal enough to the sect. You have to choose carefully and observe carefully. Maybe the system still requires the kind of loyal ministers in ancient times
It is even harder to find such loyal disciples, and you have to cultivate them yourself slowly.
There were not many dishes for the two of them, only six dishes were served. As soon as Zheng Qian ate it, he felt that it was really good. Wang Chengfeng did not lie to himself, it was really delicious that could be eaten by the tongue!
After dinner, Tang Bing was still waiting outside. After Wang Chengfeng said goodbye to Zheng Qian, Zheng Qian asked Tang Bing: "Do you believe that there are ghosts and gods in the world?"
"I don't believe it! Why are you asking me this? Does it have anything to do with learning martial arts? When will you have time to teach me kung fu?" Tang Bing said.
"You can believe in martial arts, why don't you believe in ghosts and gods?" Zheng Qian said.
"Because although the martial arts is small, it can still be seen! Ghosts and gods cannot be seen!" Tang Bing said.
"In other words, if you saw it, you would believe it?" Zheng Qian said.
"That's right!" Tang Bing said.
"You are pragmatic!" Zheng Qian said, "Why are you learning martial arts?"|
"To become stronger!" Tang Bing said.
"Then what do you want to pursue is martial arts, or do you just want to learn martial arts?" Zheng Qian asked again.
"Are you testing me?" Tang Bing asked, "Then what is martial arts? What are martial arts?"
"Consider it an interview!" Zheng Qian said, "Martial arts practitioners seek the Tao, and learning martial arts is just a way to pursue the Tao."
"Martial arts practitioners use martial arts as their skills. What they learn is just a craft. Once you practice the skill well, you will be satisfied."
"I choose martial arts!" Tang Bing said.
"Good! Have fighting spirit! When choosing martial arts, you must first believe in it. My sect is a Taoist sect. This time I came down from the mountain to preach. It can be said that you are lucky." Zheng Qian said.
"If you really want to learn Kung Fu from me, then first memorize the Tao Te Ching and then come to me!" Zheng Qian said.
"What if you lied to me?" Tang Bing said.
"Do I need to lie to you? Besides, with the power of your family, even if my uncle is powerful, it will be easy to cure me!" Zheng Qian said.
"If you can't trust me, that's it! If you can trust me, just go back and recite the Tao Te Ching. This is my phone number. If you can recite it, come to me. I'll teach you an inner skill and a mental method." Zheng Qian said, he has now understood two
The Qi-refining sitting postures, hand techniques, and breath-taking techniques learned through Layer Pure Yang Gong are enough to teach others.
With that said, Zheng Qian gave his phone number to Tang Bing. After Tang Bing saved it, he called Zheng Qian and left.
Zheng Qian was walking alone, preparing to go to his immediate boss, Sun Yizu, deputy dean of Huaqing Medical College, to resolve the matter of reporting admission.
This is when he suddenly received a strange text message, which showed that his address was Xingang. Zheng Qian opened it and saw that the text message read: "Zheng Qian, no contact for a long time. This is my new number. You haven't forgotten me yet."
Right? Are you used to living in Huaqing? Have you settled in? Are you acclimated? "
Seeing this text message, Zheng Qian suddenly felt guilty. Needless to say, this should be a letter from Lin Jing.
Zheng Qian quickly called, but no one answered. When he called for the fifth time, he hung up mercilessly.
"Lin Jing? It's you! Are you angry with me? Then I won't call you. Texting is not bad either! Text communication is the closest thing to the soul, and it is also the beginning of our communication."
The communication between Zheng Qian and Lin Jing can be traced back to their love letters in the first year of high school. It indeed started with words.
"Recently I saw a poem with this sentence: 'The world is safe and sound, and I will live up to the Tathagata and live up to you.' What do you think?" Soon, I received a reply from Lin Jing, but it was different from what Zheng Qian had just said.
That said, there is no connection.
Zheng Qian looked a little confused, what was this girl doing? Suddenly he started to appreciate poetry.
"People who write poems are too troubled. But this is because believing in the Tathagata is too inhumane. If only I believed in the Three Pure Ones, I wouldn't have such worries."
Then there was no response from the other side. Zheng Qian struggled for a while and decided to ignore it for now. After his own affairs are settled and he settles down, he will go to Xingang to see her!
With the God Bee Passage here, it would only be a matter of minutes in the past.
Zheng Qian dialed Sun Yizu's phone number: "Is it Dean Sun?"
"Are you the guy we just arranged for?" Sun Yizu asked as soon as he saw the number.
"Yes! I didn't expect Dean Sun to recognize me!" Zheng Qian said with a smile.
"The above gave me their contact information and asked me to arrange for a deputy team leader to come over. I heard that you are going to study in Huaqing and apply for the Department of Clinical Medicine? Are you interested in transferring to my Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine? You
If you are willing, it would be much easier." Sun Yizu said.
"Well, do you have time now? How about we meet and talk about it?" Zheng Qian said.
"Okay! I'm at home now and will send you the address later. Come on!" Sun Yizu said.
"I'll call you when we get there." Zheng Qian hung up the phone and went to stop the car. Before he could stop him, a text message was already sent.
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