Zhong Liuchuan was silent after hearing this. Should he go or stay
"Okay, then I'll stay." After a while, he responded.
In fact, for him, there is not much difference between leaving or staying. Since they can find here, then they left and went to other places. As long as they want to search, they can find it. It is just a matter of the length of time. , he can't be like a migratory bird, living here for a while and then going to live in another place for a while. He can, but his sister can't. She can't follow him and move around, like a rootless floating creature. Same as Ping. And if they stay here, they will have a support, a very strong support, that is, the young man in front of them, whether it is medical skills or other things, is a very good existence.
"Just stay." Wang Yao said.
While they were talking, Wang Mingbao was smoking in the yard. Two swallows were circling above his head. I don't know when a pair of swallows settled under the eaves of Wang Yao Medical Center.
"Sir, did you use kung fu or superpowers?" Zhong Liuchuan asked. This question had been jumping in his mind for the past few days, and he wanted to know very much.
"What's the difference?"
"Yes, of course. Kung Fu can be learned and acquired through hard work, but superpowers are different. They are innate talents and cannot be acquired through learning." Zhong Liuchuan said.
"You said superpowers. Those two people also said this. Are there really superpowers in the world?"
"I've actually seen some of these gentlemen before," Zhong Liuchuan said.
oh? !
This time it was Wang Yao's turn to be surprised.
"What kind of superpower, like in the movies?"
"It's not that exaggerated. I have only seen one. He has a very strong resistance to flames." Zhong Liuchuan said, "He can survive in the fire with almost no damage on his body, but he is also afraid of swords and guns, and will also get sick. , but also to eat.”
"Then he can become a firefighter." Wang Yao smiled after hearing this. Although his expression was very calm, he was shocked inside.
It turns out that in reality, some things are real, but ordinary people have no access to them.
"I use kung fu." Wang Yao said.
"Is it really possible to practice kung fu to the level like sir?" Zhong Liuchuan said after hearing this. It's not like he has never seen a kung fu master who can kill with one move, one against ten, or even one against a hundred. These are acceptable. The range is within the scope, but like Wang Yao, his moves seem to be beyond the scope of kung fu, and can even be said to be a bit fantasy.
Not to mention anything else, but when the man on the other side pressed the air and then punched him in the air, that man immediately lost his ability to resist and lost his life, without even having physical contact at all. Isn't this mysterious
"It should be possible, right?" Wang Yao thought for a moment and said.
His kung fu is mostly due to his own practice of the "Natural Sutra". It can be said that he advanced first, then his fist and kick kung fu skills. To put it simply, it's like the starting point of spiritual practice is different between Xianxia and martial arts.
"Sir, can you teach me?" Zhong Liuchuan asked after hearing this.
"Teach you Kung Fu?"
"Yes, I took the liberty."
"It's nothing, uh, I can try." Wang Yao thought for a while and said.
"real?"
"real."
Of course, the "Natural Classic" cannot be taught externally, which is a rule of the system, but he has also touched some bottom lines, such as teaching Su Xiaoxue a few formulas.
"Master!"
"Hey, no, I can teach you, but don't call me that." Wang Yao hurriedly refused.
"How can that be done?"
"Why not? I have the final say on this matter."
After chatting for a few more words, Zhong Liuchuan said goodbye and left.
"What's wrong, you have another apprentice?" Wang Mingbao said with a smile. He didn't mean to do it, but he heard some words.
Wang Yao didn't speak, he just smiled and waved his hands.
"Hey, how good is your kung fu?" He was also very curious about this.
"How should I say it?" Wang Yao didn't know how to say it. He didn't know what level he was in now, and he didn't know what the standards were for judging the level of Kung Fu outside.
"Going out for a walk?"
"good."
The two people came to the small courtyard.
Wind blows,
Wang Yao waved his hand, and then there was a wind, which made the bamboos, grass, trees and leaves in the courtyard rustle.
end,
He stood with one hand, and then the wind stopped.
"Here, this is kung fu, this is magic, right?!" Wang Mingbao said in surprise when he saw this. He knew that his brother was capable, but he didn't expect that his abilities would reach this level.
"Can you teach me?"
"You?" Wang Yao looked at his brother with a smile.
"Why, I'm pretty talented, you know that."
"Haha, your talent in business is indeed good, but you smoke and drink, and you are busy doing business. You can't calm down to learn these things. What's more important is that you have no foundation. If you start from scratch, you will It's hard to achieve anything at your current age, so I think you should forget it, right?" Wang Yao said with a smile.
He felt that Wang Mingbao was really not suitable for learning kung fu or practicing. He was different from Su Xiaoxue. Su Xiaoxue was a very calm person. She had experienced life and death and could see through some things. The main thing was that she had extraordinary talent. He is also different from Zhong Liuchuan. Zhong Liuchuan practices martial arts freely and has a solid foundation. Moreover, he can endure loneliness and hardship, and is willing to stay here. He has enough time. Rather than giving up halfway, it is better not to learn.
"Tsk, there's no quick fix for this?"
"Quick?"
"Enlightened by enlightenment, gods come into dreams and teach magical skills."
"You have watched too many movies."
"Hey, how did you get this ability?"
"Me, this is a gift from God. Besides, I have practiced day and night on Nanshan Mountain. I also had a chance to realize some mysteries on the Great Wall and in the Temple of Heaven. This is my chance." Wang Yao said with a smile, This was the first time he mentioned these things in front of others. Not to mention other things, Wang Mingbao might not be able to calm down and read the Taoist scriptures he had read.
"Ah, is it so mysterious?"
"Of course."
"Then I won't learn anymore." Wang Mingbao said this and took out the cigarette case from his pocket.
"Please smoke less of this thing."
"Well, okay!" He put it back again.
"Where's Teacher Han?"
"I'm having a baby at home!"
"So fast!"
"necessary."
…
A few days ago, in a wooden house on Longhu Mountain in Tongdu, thousands of miles away, several Taoist priests gathered around a bed. On the bed, a patient was lying there, wearing a Taoist robe, with a piece of paper on the chest outside the Taoist robe. Talisman, his face turned a strange blue-black color, and he was in a coma.
"What a powerful ghost!" said an old man.
"Master, Junior Brother?"
"Hey, we can only hang his life. Whether he can survive depends on his luck." The old man said.
"What about those two people?"
"Still outside."
At this time, Miao Sanding and Liu Sifang were waiting in the guest room.
"Senior brother, isn't Longhushan a professional? Why is it like this?"
"People make mistakes and horses make mistakes. Even professionals can't guarantee 100% success. It's just like us looking at Feng Shui. We also made mistakes. And it caused such a disaster. It's all my fault!" Miao! Sanding said that until now, he has been deeply blaming himself.
"What does this have to do with you?"
"If it hadn't been for me, that ancient tomb wouldn't have been dug out, people wouldn't have died, and this series of troubles wouldn't have been caused. It's getting more and more serious. Even the Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain has been implicated. This one has suffered. Seriously injured, that one is still on the mountain, and there is a high probability that he has encountered an accident, hey! "
"You can't say that." Liu Sifang said after hearing this.
"This is not implicated." A word came from outside the room, and then several Taoist priests entered the room. The leader was an old man who looked to be in his sixties, with piercing eyes, like a sharp edge hidden in a sheath.
"Real person."
"Hey, you can't do it, you can't do it!" The old man waved his hands hurriedly.
"From the Hongwu period of the Ming Dynasty to the present, there are only a few people who deserve this title, but they are all remembered as old friends. Your master and I are old acquaintances, so please call me uncle."