Chapter 8 Do you want to practice Tai Chi?

Author: plastic kite

Chapter 8 Do you want to practice Tai Chi?

A waterfall on the edge of an unknown cliff.

Chen Tong was covered in hay felt and couldn't help but shiver.

"A sneeze."

The echo was loud, and the cave seemed large and empty at first glance. The door of the practice room was different from the door in the internship time and space. On the other side was a futuristic blue arc circle, and on this side was the original water curtain cave.

Thanks to this water curtain, Chen Tong, who had turned into a drowned rat, was quite sober. But she really didn't understand why it started like this. Isn't this just torture?

When the wind blows, the cold air rushes from the pores to the limbs and bones using water as a medium. Chen Tong feels that his hands are shaking so much that he can't hold them, just like the crooked cane used by the old woman watching the door two streets over.

No matter how crooked or shaky it is, you still have to use it; while the crutch can be thrown, the arm cannot.

There was a sudden vibration above the dome, and after a burst of familiar startup music, a mechanical recitation came from the dome above. It sounded old, and even had some cassettes.

"Welcome to the Tai Chi training class. Please read the following precautions carefully. During the training, we will always protect your safety."

Tai Chi?

Wasn't what she bought a martial arts secret book?

…

There was a long silence.

Chen Tong thought about it with his still-frozen mind, but he still couldn't figure out why he believed the boss's lies.

Oh, I remembered——

"Girl, I'm surprised to see your bones. You seem to be a good candidate for martial arts. Have you ever practiced any martial arts inherited from your family?"

"Oh, I knew it! Didn't you think of picking up your talent at such a young age? What a pity."

The unscrupulous businessman took the opportunity to introduce his own martial arts blind box, saying that these broken jars have the opportunity to open martial arts blind boxes such as "Nine Yin White Bone Claws", "The Great Technique of Transplanting Flowers and Trees", "Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon" and other martial arts.

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My head was really kicked by a donkey.

It was in vain that she had laughed at Xiao Xu who was working next to her and had a dark face. After all, Chen Tong had personally seen her drink snowman milk tea for more than three months and ended up with a hundred identical figures.

Now, it's your turn.

This kind of thing that normal people would laugh off, happened to happen to Chen Tong, who had many adventures. The scary thing is that this girl really had a dream of being a heroine when she was a child.

When someone is in trouble, don't think about smuggling into Europe in the next second. For example, she was suddenly abducted into this strange organization recently and was given the inexplicable title of King of Recruitment. If she doesn't get involved in the future, she will die.

Chen Tong obviously forgot this point.

"Can you not learn it?"

Chen Tong stood up carefully wearing a felt, shook the straw on his body, and smiled, "My father is waiting for me to go back. There will be a curfew outside soon, so I won't be able to explain if I come back late."

"I mean... the cheats are very good, but they may not be suitable for me." In addition to strengthening his body, if he really wants to face a vicious villain, he will not rush to get beaten.

She admits that she is eager for quick success and instant gain. After all, what she wants is to fly over the walls, hunt cattle across the mountains, and have a beautiful sword flower!!!

But Tai Chi…

Alas, I don’t mean to say it’s bad, it’s just commonplace and a bit of a psychological gap.

"How will you know if you don't try?"

A female voice came from far away, speaking sincerely.

"My Chen Style Tai Chi has been passed down to this day. If I meet future generations, I will never be stingy."

"When you travel a long way, you see long mountains, you know the meaning of the distance, and you wait for the clouds to welcome you. Why should you sigh and worry if the good wind is not blowing you away?"

The female priest was wearing a loose robe and was bowing to Chen Tong. There was a bit of silver in her hair, her brows were furrowed, and her long hair was held up by a wooden hairpin. She looked quite handsome and elegant.

"The world's martial arts are unified, and I don't only inherit Tai Chi. If you master it, it will be the best. If you can't, how can you endure the hardships of other martial arts?"

If the human heart is not enough for a snake to swallow an elephant, it will not be hurt by desire.

The female Taoist raised her hand lightly, and the robe of the same style fell on Chen Tong's shoulders. Chen Tong was speechless by her words, and for a moment he didn't know what the other party's intention was.

After saying that, she waved her sleeves, and the scene changed. Thousands of disciples were on horseback in the martial arts arena, punching and moving with great care. Chen Tong's Taoist robe was worn on his body at some point, and there was not even a trace of water left on it.

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She walked through the crowd under the guidance of the female guide. A beautiful child, who was not as tall as the legs of the person next to her, was also muttering happily.

Her eyes are firm, just like Chunying's.

If there are any signs of bullying, the disciples will be punished by themselves. Those who refuse to change after repeated admonitions will be kicked off the mountain.

Some disciples cursed me and some disciples knelt down.

Chen Tong followed the female Taoist and stood next to the master. In just a moment's time, the former disciples said goodbye to the master and went their separate ways to become merchants, farmers, or establish official careers.

The female Taoist patted her on the shoulder.

She took Chen Tong and the young man she had stared at eastward. The young man still carried his luggage and maintained the habit of being in the school, never slacking off.

He saw the local customs and people's hearts. The only thing that remained unchanged was his obsession with martial arts. In his forties, there were people who came to be his disciples, but they were persuaded to give up by his puzzle.

"Do you want to see it?"

The female Taoist asked her.

Chen Tong's palms were full of sweat.

She shook her head slightly in anticipation.

…

Song Hongchun ran all the way, with heart palpitations all the way. He searched every corner of his home, but could never find the whereabouts of Song Xiang and Song Zhixi.

As a last resort, Song's father pulled out a piece of old red silk, staggered out of the central hall, and lit it in the courtyard. Sparks fell like falling stars and whirlwinds sprang up.

"Didn't you say you never want to see me again? You..."

"Zhi Xi is gone," Song Hongchun seemed to have aged a lot in an instant. He interrupted the voice, "Help me, help me find her."

"Please."

"I've warned you that this won't work. A wooden person has no soul, so what if you make her look more like a human?

What’s more, aquatic wood is hollow in nature and easy to corrode, so any effort you put into it will have to be torn down and started all over again within three years. If you have this time, it’s better to repair the Wan Gong Jian as soon as possible.”

"But you promised me!" Song Hongchun shouted hoarsely.

"Even if I promised you, you are not efficient enough to negotiate with me." The voice seemed to be aloof, and she lowered her eyes to pity him, "I hope you understand your love and duty, and don't covet it."

"What is love? I have been cultivating Jane all my life, but I am not even qualified to grow old?" Song's father stared at the void with a gloomy look on his face.

"You should understand that I am not a soft persimmon."
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