Coming to the Patriarch Hall again, Guo Qianshan's thin and long horse face was a bit more rigid and serious than before.
After punching his master three times and applying incense, he turned to look at Li Zhige who was kneeling on the futon.
"Zhi Ge, you are able to develop your internal strength from the outside to the inside in three years. This is definitely a gift from heaven. Even Master Zhang from Wudang Mountain can only do this."
"Although you are extremely talented, your diligence and hard work as a teacher are also noticed. You are indeed the most suitable person to inherit the Eight Styles of Divine Fist."
Li Zhige twitched the corners of his lips and swallowed back what he wanted to say.
Talented?
For three years, he practiced boxing day and night and worked hard to master the seventy-two boxing moves and the thirty-sixty boxing steps. What kind of talent is this?
If this can be called talent, then what is this kind of talent? If Zhang Wuji practiced the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth in a short time, and learned Tai Chi sword after watching it all at once, what kind of talent is that?
Guo Qianshan didn't know what Li Zhige was thinking, but he was extremely satisfied with this disciple.
Li Zhige not only had extraordinary talents and excellent understanding, but also had a tough temperament and was able to endure hardships.
What satisfied Guo Qianshan the most was that even though Li Zhige had mastered the magic fist, he still didn't show any trace of arrogance on his face.
He looked at Li Zhige and continued, "The eight movements of the Divine Fist are the killing moves simplified from the Divine Fist by the ancestors of the past generations. They are extremely lethal and are the foundation of our Divine Fist sect in the world."
"Zhi Ge, Master can teach you the Eight Forms of Divine Fist without any secret. But Master has a request, and I hope you can agree to it."
Li Zhige did not hesitate and answered first, "Master treats his disciples with great kindness. As long as the master opens his mouth, how can the disciples not respond?"
Guo Qianshan nodded, his rigid and serious expression softened, and his voice became a little deeper, "In the past year's knife-raising competition, although my master survived Xie Xun's lion's roar technique, his lungs were also injured by the roar. From then on, The root of the disease is gone. I feel like I don’t have many years left to live. What I want to see most now is for you to learn the eight movements of Shenquan and revitalize our Shenquan sect.”
Li Zhige shook his head and said in a firm voice, "No, Master, you will definitely live a long life. Disciple, please ask the best doctor in the world to treat you, and find the most precious medicine in the world to treat you. Body. I will definitely let you witness the day when my disciple revitalizes the Divine Fist Sect."
It was rare for him to laugh after crossing thousands of mountains. He waved his hand and sighed, "Zhige, you have this filial piety, and I am already satisfied. But I know my body, and I am afraid that I will not be able to wait until that day." ”
"Zhige, don't interrupt, just listen to what I have to say."
"I have lived half my life for my master. There is nothing I can't bear to see. It's just that I can't let go of Ying Zhao and the heroic siblings!"
"Ying Zhao and Xiong Xiong are not as talented as you in martial arts, let alone smart. Zhi Ge, my master hopes that you can marry Ying Zhao. After my master dies, you will not only revitalize the Shenquan Sect, but also take care of their siblings. You Can you agree to it, Master?"
Li Zhige shook his head and said in a deep voice, "Master, don't say such depressing words. You are in good health. I will definitely find a way to heal your old injuries."
"Revitalizing the Shenquan Sect, the disciples will definitely do it. Taking care of senior sister and senior brother is what the disciples should do. It's just master, and the disciple has no feelings for senior sister Yingzhao. If master forces me to get married to senior sister, I'm afraid senior sister will not be able to marry her in the future. Not happy."
After Li Zhige finished speaking, he stopped talking.
Guo Qianshan squinted his eyes and didn't speak.
For a moment, the atmosphere became dull.
After a while, Guo Qianshan exhaled a breath of filthy air and said with a forced smile, "Forget it, it's Yingzhao who doesn't have this blessing. Just pretend that your teacher never mentioned this matter."
"You have developed your inner strength, and your martial arts skills are no worse than those of my master. My master can't give you any advice."
"This is the Eight Forms of Divine Fist. You can use it to understand."
Guo Qianshan took out the book he had prepared from his arms and threw it to Li Zhige, then waved to Li Zhige, signaling Li Zhige to leave.
Li Zhige took the thin book, bowed solemnly to Qianshan, then stood up and walked out of the ancestral hall, and gently closed the door of the ancestral hall.
Outside the Patriarch Hall, Li Zhige looked at the closed door and said softly, "Master, I'm sorry. I really have no feelings for my sister between men and women. I cannot agree to your marriage to my sister. I hope you can forgive me."
Returning to his room, Li Zhige opened this thin booklet recording the eight styles of the Divine Fist.
The book is very thin, with human figures on the title page and annotations by the ancestors of the past dynasties next to it.
The Eight Styles of the Divine Fist are derived from the Divine Fist. Each punch is full of murderous intent and is fierce and unrivaled.
With the first punch, the tiger came down the mountain.
The second punch, the hungry tiger pounces on food.
The third punch is the first to hit Huanglong.
Dixi boxing is in full swing.
The fifth punch is like a wildfire starting a prairie fire.
The sixth punch, Qi penetrates the rainbow.
The seventh punch is unstoppable.
The eighth punch was shocking.
From the first punch to the eighth punch, eight punches and eight movements, each punch is stronger than the last.
After practicing to a great extent, eight punches overlap each other, eight movements are connected, and the last punch is delivered, which is earth-shattering.
Li Zhige put down the booklet and narrowed his eyes.
Each of these eight movements of the divine fist is extremely powerful. When practiced to perfection, it is not just as simple as killing a mad cow.
The master said that if you practice the eight forms of Shenquan to perfection, you can have a place in the world.
Now it seems that what the master said at the beginning was not an exaggeration. No wonder it is called the Divine Fist.
The Eight Forms of the Divine Fist may not be as good as Kongtong's Seven Injury Fist, Huashan's Broken Jade Fist, Shaolin's King Kong Demon Subduing Fist, and even worse than Wudang's Tai Chi, but the Eight Forms of the Divine Fist is by no means inferior to the three-legged cat.
Li Zhige couldn't hold back his excitement, and immediately opened the door, left the mansion, and walked towards the river outside the city.
God's Fist Gate Hall.
Guo Qianshan sat on a wicker chair, looking at the disciples in front of him, with a very serious look on his thin and narrow horse face, and asked in a deep voice, "Are you all ready?"
Guo Yingzhao took a step forward and replied seriously, "Dad, we have prepared ten loads of refined salt and the horses have been fed. However, this time we are going to northern Shaanxi. The journey is long and it is easy to encounter bandits and horse bandits. Should we bring them with us?" Junior brother? Junior brother has been practicing boxing for three years, and his kung fu is better than ours. It’s safer to take him with him.”
Guo Qianshan shook his head, "Your father is not old enough to deal with the gangsters who cut the path! Besides, Zhi Ge has already developed his internal strength. I just taught him the eight moves of the Divine Fist. The most important thing for him now is to use the Divine Fist." Practice the Quanba style well, instead of wasting time selling refined salt.”
Guo Yingzhao nodded.
Indeed, this is not the first time that they have traveled far away to sell refined salt, so there is no need to call Junior Brother. Junior brother has the highest talent, and the hope of the Shenquan Sect rests on his shoulders. Junior brother can just stay at home and practice boxing well.
"Set off!"
Guo Qianshan stood up from Rattan Chair Mountain. With a wave of his hand, Guo Yingzhao, Guo Yingxiong, Chen Fangqiao, Zhou Qianjian, Wang Tiedan and others got on their horses.
In today's world, rebels and bandits are rising from the west, and Mingjiao is raising its flag of rebellion all over the world. The imperial court is already in dire straits and is unable to control the salt channel.
The coastal area south of the Yangtze River is rich in sea salt. The Sky Eagle Sect, the Giant Whale Gang, and the Sea Sand Sect mainly make a lot of money by selling private salt.
Shenquan Sect also has two restaurants and a cloth shop in Qiantang County to maintain its livelihood.
However, there are more than ten people in Shenquan Sect, and each of them not only needs to eat, but also needs resources to practice martial arts.
Two restaurants and one cloth shop obviously couldn't support his disciples, so he had to traffic refined salt across thousands of mountains and sell it to places where salt was scarce, because there was a huge profit.
The private salt business in the Jiangnan area has been monopolized by the Sky Eagle Sect, the Giant Whale Gang, and the Sea Sand Sect. The small sect of the Divine Fist Sect does not dare to compete with the three behemoths of the Sky Eagle Sect, the Giant Whale Gang, and the Sea Sand Sect. I had to run further away.
When Li Zhige came back from boxing practice, he didn't see his master or sister and didn't take it seriously.
This is not the first time that Master has traveled to a distant place to sell refined salt, so there is no need to worry.
Once Li Zhige also proposed to follow his master to sell refined salt in distant places, but his master severely refused. The master said that he has great talent and should concentrate on practicing martial arts. The most important thing is to revitalize the Shenquan Sect in the future. Don't waste time and energy on trivial matters.
The Divine Fist Sect supports him, and he should contribute to the Divine Fist Sect, but he has no choice but to persuade the stubborn master.
Li Zhige had no choice but to make up his mind to practice martial arts well and let the reputation of Shenquan Sect spread throughout the world in the future.
