Three days later, Zhang Wuji, with the help of Zhang Sanfeng, practiced the Nine Yang Magic Technique and slowly eliminated the cold poison. Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu were overjoyed and thanked Li Changan repeatedly.
Zhang Sanfeng took Li Changan and Huang Rong to an open place.
"The Tai Chi method I created is different from other martial arts methods. It emphasizes stopping with stillness and striking later."
Zhang Sanfeng started practicing Tai Chi. His movements looked very slow, but they felt very fast. It was a mysterious and mysterious feeling that could not be described.
Zhang Sanfeng also demonstrated and explained at the same time.
"Tai Chi focuses on using fast to fight slow, using stillness to stop, and using softness to overcome hardness."
"The secret of Tai Chi is to press forward with strength, lift the chest and straighten the back, loosen the waist and droop the hips, sink the shoulders and lower the elbows."
Li Changan's mind was clear at this moment, and he could only see Zhang Sanfeng's every move.
Zhang Sanfeng was also shocked when he saw this. He had such a high understanding, and he had an epiphany.
After an unknown amount of time, Li Changan woke up from his epiphany.
At this time, Zhang Sanfeng asked: "How many have you remembered?"
Li Changan replied: "I remember everything!"
After a while, Zhang Sanfeng asked again: "How much do you remember?"
"More than half!"
Zhang Sanfeng asked again: "How much do you remember?"
"I almost forgot!"
"Hahaha, my little friend has a very high level of understanding. I didn't expect to learn it so quickly." Zhang Sanfeng said with a smile.
"I would also like to thank my senior for teaching Tai Chi." Li Changan saluted.
Huang Rong was confused. Did he practice it even if he forgot about it? I didn't even see Zhang Zhenren practicing Tai Chi, so this Chang'an brother has mastered it? What should I do, my understanding is so poor?
Li Changan saw that Huang Rong didn't understand: "You need to understand the meaning of Tai Chi, not memorize every set of moves."
Huang Rong murmured: "This martial arts is really weird. It's so slow. Others can see the flaws at a glance. How can I fight like this?"
Li Changan shook his head: "Don't underestimate this set of martial arts. It is comparable to all the top magical skills in the world, and it can also cultivate one's character.
Is this real person perhaps on the path to immortality? "
Huang Rong was shocked when she heard this: "Will it be like the legend of becoming an immortal and ascending to heaven?"
Li Changan laughed loudly: "That's unknown. Let's go. I'm hungry and want to eat Rong'er's food."
For two months, Li Changan practiced Tai Chi with Zhang Sanfeng every day. Zhang Sanfeng also taught Li Changan the Tai Chi sword. These days, I talk about Tai Chi with Zhang Sanfeng every day, while Huang Rong listens. It took her two months to finally get started with Tai Chi.
Zhang Wuji's cold poison was finally eliminated these days.
Zhang Sanfeng read this book and sighed: "I didn't expect that when Shaolin was lost, I would have the opportunity to see it again many years later."
"Senior already has the complete Nine-Yang Magic. I believe that it won't be long before he can reach a higher level."
Zhang Sanfeng smiled slightly: "I have already walked my own path in martial arts. Practicing too much martial arts will not be good for me, but this Nine Sun Magic Skill has many wonderful uses. I would like to thank you little friend."
Zhang Sanfeng knew very well that Li Changan had sold him face, and he would have to pay it back in the future. But this Nine Sun Magic Technique is of great use to him, and Li Changan has a good character, so he will not ask himself to do evil in the future, so he simply takes it.
"Then I'll say goodbye, junior. I haven't been back to see my master for many years, so I'm going back this time." Li Changan handed over to Zhang Sanfeng.
……
On this day, Li Changan took Huang Rong down to Wudang Mountain.
On this day, the two of them passed by the Hanshui River. When Li Changan saw that there was no one in the river, he used his inner strength and shouted: "Boatman, ferry!" The voice spread far away.
But there was no response.
"Brother Chang'an, are there no boatmen on this river?" Huang Rong asked doubtfully.
Just when the two were confused, they saw a Western monk and seven or eight Mongolian warriors in the distance chasing a bearded man holding two children, a boy and a girl. Next to them, there was a corpse that looked like a boatman lying next to them. .
"Hand over the child, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless." Monk Fan, who caught up from behind, shouted loudly.
"Haha. When have you Tartars ever had feelings for me? You've always treated us like pigs." The bearded man sneered.
"Okay, okay, if you don't eat the toast, you will be fined with wine, so don't blame me for being rude." The leading Mongolian warrior was furious.
A group of warriors caught up behind them, and the leading Mongolian official ordered to fire arrows. A group of warriors and monks drew their bows and arrows and shot at the bearded man and the two children.
When the big man saw the arrows coming from behind, he picked up the two children with both hands and ran quickly.
Then one of the arrows hit the little boy in the back.
The big man was horrified when he saw that the little boy had been hit by an arrow. He quickly turned around and said, "Little lord!"
However, concern leads to chaos, and the big man was suddenly hit by arrows in his left shoulder, thigh and back.
Li Changan and Huang Rong watched the Mongols from a distance and couldn't bear to kill the Han people.
"Yunsuo!" "Qingshuang!" "Rouzhirou!"
Three swords flew out from the Wushuang Sword Box and flew towards the Mongols.
