Yan Chixia was also impatient, and he did what he said. He immediately pulled Li Zhuoguang to start explaining the "Taiyi Sin-Removing Demon-Slaying Body-Protecting Spell". Li Zhuoguang did not hide anything. Every time Yan Chixia said a sentence, he repeated it to Qin Daniu. Yan Chixia asked curiously: "Why do you have to repeat a sentence after I say it?" Li Zhuoguang explained: "Senior Yan, you don't know that except for me, the people who are traveling with me are all foreigners and don't know the Middle-earth language. It just so happens that I have a secret method that can make them understand what I mean." Hearing that Qin Daniu was a foreigner, Yan Chixia was quite unhappy, but the deal had been reached, and he only blamed himself for not asking clearly at the beginning. But he still said in a sarcastic tone, "Do you want to call those people outside in?" Li Zhuoguang shook his head: "I trust my little brother's character. As long as he promises not to pass on the skills today, he will never pass it on. But those people outside can only be said to be on different paths from me." Yan Chixia just said this casually. Seeing Li Zhuoguang say this, he stopped asking and continued to teach. Li Zhuoguang is not completely ignorant. Before, because of his interest, he had studied classics such as "True Qi Movement Method", "Taiyi Jinhua Principle", and "Qi Body Origin and Flow", and he was a practical practitioner. But a person's own exploration is not as good as having a teacher to guide him. There is a successful cultivator in front of him, so he should not use him. "Why is this the case? I am obviously a genius?" Li Zhuoguang, who had practiced for an afternoon and gained nothing, looked at Qin Daniu next to him who could already borrow the light of the law faintly, and was somewhat unacceptable. "Who told you that you are a genius?" Yan Chixia said disdainfully.
"When I practiced the guiding technique before, I could feel the Qi in one day and move the small Zhoutian in one month. Compared with those who need a hundred days to build the foundation, how can I not be a genius?" Yan Chixia asked Li Zhuoguang about the process of practice in detail, and looked at him with pitiful eyes: "Then did you find any changes in yourself after moving the Zhoutian?" "No change, not even as good as running exercise. So I stopped practicing later." "Is it not only that there is no benefit, but also frequent diarrhea?" "How do you know, could it be that I practiced the wrong way?" Yan Chixia blew his beard and glared: "Not only practiced the wrong way, you are simply damaging your foundation! No matter what sect's practice technique, it is important to collect the great medicine and practice the yellow sprout inner pill. What is the great medicine? It is your innate primordial qi, your spirit, and the light of nature that is generated when you are extremely quiet. . That's not the feeling of Qi, that's the fire in your heart that you aroused through the breathing method. You don't even collect the medicine, but just focus on burning the fire. This is what is called boiling an empty pot with fierce fire and emptying the canal. Even if you have collected the great medicine, you still need to control the fire. If you just seek strong fire, the medicine you collected will become dregs. You have diarrhea because the fierce fire burned your stomach and intestines when you introduced the fire into the Dantian. You are still circulating the Zhoutian. Is that the Zhoutian? That's setting yourself on fire! Fortunately, you gave up early, otherwise you would have burned up the kidney water, burned the essence, and burned the spiritual platform. You would be useless. "(PS: The author's painful lesson, all practitioners should take it as a warning. Without the guidance of a famous teacher, don't practice blindly.) "Ah Ba Ah Ba Ah Ba." Li Zhuoguang realized how big a mistake he had made before. It's true that some things can't be done by yourself behind closed doors. Yan Chixia felt that he had said something a bit harsh, and in front of the other party's subordinates. Not only was Li Qianhu not angry, but he also looked like he was willing to learn, which was rare. Then he slowed down his tone and continued, "Don't feel bad, in fact, your talent is not bad. After all, it is rare for normal people to get angry in one day when they meditate. Your practice just now is already very good. It's just that this little brother is a little special." "I would like to hear more about it." Yan Chixia explained, "He is an innocent child with great luck. Just now I saw that his practice speed was too strange, so I used the Qi-Looking Technique to see. Just tell me the truth, is he a prince of some foreign race? No, that's not right, it shouldn't be, although his luck is great, he doesn't have purple qi. In this world, no royal court can have such luck, it's really strange." Then, Yan Chixia seemed to have thought of something, counted with his fingers, and his face suddenly tightened, and asked hurriedly, "Does the little brother have a master?" Qin Daniu saw that the big bearded man was talking to him, but he didn't understand, so he could only look at Li Zhuoguang. Li Zhuoguang translated Yan Chixia's words to Qin Daniu, and without waiting for Qin Daniu's reply, he directly said to Yan Chixia: "As far as I know, he is a disciple of a martial arts school."
Yan Chixia felt a little sorry when he heard that the other party had a master, but when he heard that it was only a martial arts school, he tentatively said: "Please ask him if he is willing to change to my school." Knowing Qin Daniu's character, Li Zhuoguang knew that Yan Chixia would be disappointed this time, but he still translated it according to the rules. Sure enough, Qin Daniu refused without hesitation: "I have already worshipped my master, and I can't change to another school." Yan Chixia asked unwillingly: "Is there really no room for turning? I can pass on all my life's learning to you. With your talent, not to mention longevity, at least it can be easily extended to a hundred years." Qin Daniu still shook his head: "Unless I become a master and become an elder, I can change to another school." "Isn't it possible to change to another school?" "I haven't become a master yet, so I can't." "What a silly...honest kid, what are the conditions for becoming a master?" "As long as your strength exceeds that of the current head, you will be considered a master. By the way, the current head is my master." "Does your martial arts school prohibit your disciples from learning other martial arts?" Qin Daniu thought for a while: "It is not prohibited. Many brothers will practice family martial arts at the same time." Yan Chixia nodded with satisfaction: "Hey, this is easy. In this way, I will teach you what I have learned throughout my life. I guess you will be able to beat your master soon, and then you can worship me as your master." Yan Chixia felt that since he had discovered the loopholes in the other party's rules, he could not be blamed for poaching disciples from other families. After all, such a talented person should be in the hands of a virtuous person. It is a waste of this child's qualifications to be confined to a small martial arts school. What's more, this kid... Qin Daniu said, "That's right, but it's not appropriate for you to teach me your skills in advance." Yan Chixia waved his hand and said, "There's nothing inappropriate. The stronger you are, the sooner you can become a master. The sooner you become a master, the sooner you can become my disciple. I think it's very appropriate." "But..." "No buts. Men can't be fussy. This is it." Qin Daniu looked at Yan Chixia for a long time, and then counted on his fingers. The man in front of him was probably in his early forties. According to him, his martial arts can prolong his life for a hundred years, so he has at most one hundred and forty years left. Master is fifty this year, and has reached the peak of the fifth level of "Barbarian Bull Fist". According to Master, he can only reach the sixth level in his lifetime, and he can probably live for another two hundred years. After calculating for a while, Qin Daniu raised his head and asked, "What's the name of this gentleman?" Yan Chixia touched his beard: "My surname is Yan, and my courtesy name is Chixia." Qin Daniu nodded and asked Li Zhuoguang to write down Yan Chixia's name, which he carefully kept close to his body. Yan Chixia was very satisfied with his performance. This kid was indeed sincere and respected his teacher so much before he even entered the sect. What Qin Daniu thought was that his master was a barbarian mixed-race. Although his cultivation would be much slower than that of ordinary people, he could fight on par with the disciples of the third level of "Barbarian Bull Fist" before he started practicing martial arts. After the master started practicing martial arts, he practiced day and month, bravely and diligently, and dared not slack off. Even though he was dragged down by the barbarian bloodline, he pushed the "Barbarian Bull Fist" to the peak of the fifth level. The last time the master took action was three years ago, he beat the Huanshe Martial Arts Hall alone and smashed the head of the Huanshe Martial Arts Hall, who had cultivated the "Snake Shadow Fist" to the eighth level, into a pulp with three punches. The rest of the elders were killed with one punch. After the battle, someone entered the Huanshe Martial Arts Hall to bury the dead, but found that there was nothing to bury. All the bodies were turned into meat paste by the fierce and unforgiving wild bull power, mixed together, and it was impossible to tell who was who.
After this battle, the name of the Manniu Martial Arts Hall in Xiangshui County was known throughout the country, and the master also brought the status of the Manniu Martial Arts Hall to an unprecedented height with his own strength. Otherwise, which martial arts hall would be so generous that the outer disciples would have wild beast meat to eat every day. After thinking for a while, Qin Daniu didn't think he could become a master while the master was still alive, even if he learned the martial arts of this big bearded man. If he wanted to become a master, he could only wait until the master died and the next head of the sect took over. Just now, a rough calculation showed that this big bearded man probably wouldn't live longer than the master, so he simply asked for his name so that it would be convenient to make a tablet in the future. When he became a master, he would pay homage to the tablet.