Chapter 17: It Is Impossible to Spar

"Okay."

Wang Ren, who wanted to refuse, glanced at the heart-wrenching big conscience and agreed.

There was no way. In the middle of the night, the beautiful anchor took the initiative to add WeChat friends. If he refused, he would feel guilty.

"Thank you."

Seeing the other party agreed, Jie Jiaren showed a beautiful smile, took out the mobile phone with a WeChat account, scanned the code and added the other party's WeChat.

"Okay, you practice slowly, I'll reply first."

After agreeing to the other party's friend request, Wang Ren didn't plan to stay any longer.

For the big conscience female anchor, he just admired her simply, but he didn't think that he could get to know the script with her casually.

In this case, it's better to go home and practice the proficiency of Ba Duan Jin as soon as possible.

"Handsome guy."

"Goodbye."

Without waiting for Jie Jiaren to say anything else, Wang Ren walked towards the other side of the mountain road, and his back looked a little cool.

'666, I give this handsome guy 98 points, and the remaining 2 points are reserved for Da Guagua. ’

‘This is the first time I have seen someone who can reject Da Gua Gua so straightforwardly. ’

‘Da Gua Gua, are you not wearing makeup today? ’

‘Hahaha, that handsome guy actually can’t escape. Is Da Gua Gua ugly in person? ’

‘This handsome guy came out for morning exercise and even brought a thermos box. Is it breakfast? ’

‘Da Gua Gua, ask what delicious food is inside? ’

‘Gua Gua, quickly push the handsome guy’s WeChat to me. I want to find him for morning exercise. ’

‘Huh’

With the carnival of the first sister on the list, thousands of netizens in the live broadcast room were discussing lively, which made the people who came in later a little confused.

In the face of netizens’ request for the handsome guy’s WeChat account, Jie Jiaren, who knew how to protect other people’s privacy, refused sternly, even without selling the face of the first sister on the list.

Wang Ren, who went down the mountain and went home, didn’t take this little thing to heart. He drank the still warm medicinal food and continued to improve his proficiency in the Eight-Section Brocade.

Disturbed by the conscientious female anchor, I missed a round of the spiritual version of Huangji Sandie, and could only practice the spiritual version of Ba Duan Jin once more.

"Do you want to change places tonight?"

It was another early morning. After taking two Qi-refining pills, Wang Ren felt the spiritual power in his body increase slightly, and thought about the place to practice Huangji Sandie in the future.

However, only Tashan Park was suitable nearby. Nanhu Park was flat and there was no suitable place to practice.

After thinking about it, Wang Ren felt that the conscientious girl would not go there again. After all, he only met her yesterday morning in these few days.

Unable to think of a suitable place to practice nearby, Wang Ren, who thought he was sharp-eyed and sharp-eared, decided to continue practicing on the small hillside of Tashan Park.

When I have money, I will definitely buy a mountain, build a yard, and practice at home every day.

"Huh"

After nearly two hours, Wang Ren, who had practiced a round of ten Huangji Sandie, two Qi-refining pills and a bowl of medicinal food, was practicing ordinary Huangji Sandie to restore the spiritual power in his body.

Suddenly, a footstep came from a distance, which made him frown and tap his feet lightly to make the fallen leaves around him even.

Afterwards, Wang Ren listened carefully. Unlike the conscientious girl last night, there were two or three footsteps at a time.

Wang Ren, who quickly returned to the pavilion, had just put away his phone. His ears moved slightly. When he saw the figure of a young man, he heard another footstep a hundred meters away, but it was softer.

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but Wang Ren felt a strange fighting spirit from the other party.

This is, invincible in the world, enemies from the sky

Bah, what is he thinking, there are still 15 days away from the second level of Qi training, how can he reach the point of being invincible in the world.

According to his speculation, there are no immortals in this world, but there are still masters who practice martial arts, but they are not known to ordinary people.

"Huh."

Wang Daqi approached the pavilion and looked at someone standing beside the pavilion. He couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

In his father's speculation, this master who lived in seclusion in the secular world must be in his seventies or eighties, how could he not look like the young man in front of him.

Could it be that this is the disciple of that master, or an ordinary person?

However, ordinary people should not do morning exercises so early, and they would not bring four insulated boxes to do morning exercises.

If he guessed correctly, the insulated boxes should contain medicinal food. He often takes medicinal food when practicing to strengthen his physique and improve his cultivation.

Almost in a few seconds, he was sure that the other party was Wang Daqi, the descendant of a certain person, and clasped his hands together: "This young man, please, Wang Daqi, the descendant of Wang's Tai Chi, the fifth level of cultivation. A few days ago, I accidentally found a master practicing in seclusion in the fallen leaves. I don’t know where your master is, so I came to visit him."

After being scolded by his father two days ago, Wang Daqi struggled at home for two days and decided to come secretly to get to know him.

It is definitely impossible to challenge. At most, he can get to know this hermit master, and then recommend him to his father, so that the two people with equal strength can learn from each other and find a way to reach the peak of martial arts.

He has reached the fifth level of cultivation at the age of 42. In another forty years, it should not be a problem to reach the ninth level of cultivation.

If his father could find the direction to break through the legendary innate martial arts earlier, Wang Daqi thought that he could also grope forward. Even if he couldn't achieve it, he could pave the way for future generations.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Wang, I don't quite understand."

Hearing the other party's formal greeting, Wang Ren said speechlessly.

He had practiced outside for a few days before, but he didn't expect that the fallen leaves affected by his practice would still have some breath left on them.

As for admitting his identity, that was even more impossible. The secrets of the Qiangu APP and Xiuxian cannot be known to outsiders.

What's more, there is an unidentified person hiding in secret.

"Don't mind, little brother. I guess your incubators should be filled with medicinal food to improve physical fitness. We martial artists don't need to care too much. This time I came to visit you presumptuously, I just want your master and my father to exchange ideas with each other and find the way forward for martial arts practice. I have no malice. This is my business card, I hope you can pass it on!"

Knowing the other party's attitude of seclusion, Wang Daqi quickly expressed his idea of ​​coming to communicate and handed over his business card with both hands.

In his opinion, it was a good thing that he didn't meet the senior tonight.

It would be better if this disciple conveyed it without being abrupt, and the effect would be better!

"Okay, I'll pass it on to the master."

Wang Ren, who had figured out the key points in his mind, raised his hand to take the other party's business card and agreed.

Anyway, he would definitely not practice here next time, and the other party couldn't find him.

Alas, it's not easy to find a place to practice these days!

"Thank you, brother."

Seeing that the other party agreed, Wang Daqi was happy, and then said with some intention: "I wonder how much cultivation you have?"

Except for the martial arts conference held every three years, Wang Daqi rarely has the opportunity to fight with outsiders at will, and it's meaningless to spar with his father at home.

The disciple of this master must have a high cultivation level.

Of course, judging from the other party's age, it must not be too high, probably two or three levels.

Those who can break through the fourth level before the age of 30 are considered martial arts geniuses. Not only have they heard of martial arts practitioners in China, but even relevant departments will record it.

Wang Daqi, who has been taking medicinal food and strengthening his body since childhood, also broke through the fourth level at the age of 35. Compared with several geniuses from various major sects, there is a big gap.