Chapter 147 Wufeng Tower Please subscribe and ask for monthly tickets ~

Wu Jiangtao beside him saw this scene and his heart moved slightly. Although the stone steps up the mountain were steep, the aura of ordinary people would not change much when they walked here...

It seems that Chen Jun's body has not fully recovered. Well... In addition to pressing her feet more, it is best to let her practice boxing with her?

Wait a minute...

Yes! She has always practiced yoga, and it is also very good. The movements are quite pleasing to the eye and the postures are very consistent. She needs to supervise her body so that she can recover faster.

He thought about it, and Chen Jun beside him immediately became aware, "What are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking of you..."

This guy opens his mouth and comes.

The girl gave him a pretty look, "I always think you are not thinking about something good..."

“Where is it!”

Wu Jiangtao said with confidence: "I am thinking about your yoga practice. Your physical fitness is a bit poor. Most people will not be tired when they walk here. You see, you are out of breath after walking a few steps... It seems that your body after giving birth has not fully recovered. Now that you have been in confinement for so long, exercise should be strengthened!"

"Yeah?"

"Although I don't understand it very much, it feels pretty..." Chen Jun nodded, spread his hands in the shade under the tower, and turned around lightly and gracefully. His waist posture was so beautiful that it was thrilling.

Frankly speaking, this tower is just a very ordinary stone tower. It is neither an ancient building hundreds of years ago nor a special architectural technique. The two words Wu Feng written on the plaque are extremely domineering. You can tell at a glance that it was written by famous artists.

Suddenly, the senior brother who was standing outside the gate opened his eyes and was about to warn the person to come, and when he saw the person clearly, he immediately relaxed, "So it's junior brother, when have you been back?"

The sunlight came out, Chen Jun hid in the shade under the tower, felt the cool breeze blowing from the mountain stream, and couldn't help but relax, and took a long breath of the refreshing mountain breath.

"What kind of poetry are you reading? It sounds so nice..."

Wu Jiangtao would not admit that he was just thinking about the harmony between the zither and the sound of the zither.

Chen Jun stared at his beautiful eyes, and his big eyes were slightly narrowed. I don’t know you yet?

"yes!"

When he arrived at the top of the mountain, Chen Jun stood in front of the stone tower. The tower was not very high, just on the fifth floor. The plaque above the gate said: Wu Feng.

"Read it and listen..."

However, over the years, there has been a concept on the Internet that the origin of yoga is to serve this aspect and evolved into practice. One of the views is that although these movements of yoga are very beautiful, most of them are extremely close to the postures and movements of the zither...

"There is still there, do you want to listen?"

"No, I just come here to take a look... By the way, Brother Third, didn't you go to the south with Brother Seven some time ago? How about it..."

I have to say that Wu Jiangtao’s hometown is beautiful. Although the whole village is not very good, it is leaning against Wushan, and there is a river on the side, winding from behind the mountain and flowing through the side of the village’s farmland...

According to Yuwen Long—

On the bluestone open space behind the gate, Wu Jiangtao's senior brothers and sisters were practicing boxing. The fist wind was howling, and each punch and kick burst out astonishing movement!

"Well, when I was a child, I was unhappy and I liked to come here. Do you want to go up the tower and see a place farther away..."

“The scenery here is very good, I like it very much!”

"Oh! Brother and sister are here too, welcome! Come on, come in and sit in!"

"I have met my third senior brother, I just came back in the morning!"

"Wow……"

I don’t know if my parents know, so I can ask them back.

"Red bricks and green tiles, green steps and stone platforms, green trees sway, flowers bloom in a corner. People come and go, mist and rain are clear, blooming and thanking without any intention, the fragrance is clear and slim..."

Wu Jiangtao did not come to the martial arts hall to have tea. He had not practiced martial arts before, and he rarely came to the family-born martial arts hall. Even if he practiced boxing and kicking, he was always at home. Therefore, he did not stay here with Chen Jun and continued to go to the top of the mountain.

"ah?"

Some people who practice martial arts and boxing have too high spirits and have lost their blood and energy. Before going to the south, they always thought that they had never lived, but only after they went there did they realize that they had never died!

If you can pass through the level of the heart, even if your martial arts power is not improved, your actual combat power can increase by one section, but if you fail to pass through...

Opposite the river is another village, and further away is a continuous mountain range. When Chen Jun comes here, he has learned that there are many mountains and rivers in the south...

"Who? I don't know that you can't get close to it at will...Huh?"

"Water is surrounded by mountains, mountains are surrounded by homes, mountains are rivers, every household..."

Only by breaking through life and death can you break through this level. Wu Jiangtao thought to himself that the third senior brother's experience in the Southeast Continent was very bad. He just didn't know what kind of experience it was, but he actually destroyed his martial arts spirit and failed to break through the past...

Of course, this is also a matter of personal opinion. Although the practice of yoga has only become popular since the new century, it originated from ancient India and, like the martial arts of China, has a long history and is unique.

"Hey... Isn't Keta's door locked?"

Wu Jiangtao gently recited a childhood song. It is said that this song was a homesick poem written by a juren from their place hundreds of years ago. It was passed down and became a song from all over the countryside. But whether it was written by whom... it is no longer accurate.

Wu Jiangtao was a little puzzled. The third senior brother was a professional-level martial artist. Some time ago, he followed Senior Brother Seven and Yuwen Long to visit. He was originally thinking about whether he could take this path, break through the limits, and create his own martial arts path. But now he looks like...

"Drink! Ha!"

Mostly I can't get through.

There are red bricks, green tiles, green steps and stone platforms, and the ancient style of "Witch-style heart-like flow" written above the gate. Before they could get close, a leisurely ancient style came to their faces.

Speaking of this, the third senior brother's face, who was originally quite happy, suddenly collapsed, "Oh, stop talking, I'm not that material... I'll stay by my master's side in the future and just be able to follow the teachings to learn boxing... "

Wu Jiangtao felt a little hot and took a few steps forward, but Chen Jun seemed to have noticed someone's thoughts, and jumped forward slightly, avoiding his claws.

Within a few minutes, they climbed to the top of the mountain, and an ancient building that was originally half-hidden in the woods appeared in front of them.

"I could easily go up when I was a child. Locking the door was useless for me at that time, let alone now..."

Wu Jiangtao said with a smile.

"Hey?" Chen Jun was stunned, "Then how do you go up..."

"Come here, I'll teach you how to get up!"
Chapter completed!