Chapter 58 Meow~! !

The etiquette of apprenticeship follows the rules of the last days.

Zhu Caiwei and Yang Guo each offered a cup of tea to Yang Fan, bowed, and called out to the master. The apprenticeship ceremony was officially completed, and the master-apprentice relationship was established.

In the apocalypse, except for those long-standing families who still follow the bad habit of passing down their martial arts from father to son and from son to grandson, the rest of the martial artists, especially the academic martial artists, are very open to the inheritance requirements of martial arts. , so open that those aristocratic families couldn't help but send their own children to the school to study.

As long as the cultivation base meets the training requirements, and the credits or contributions can meet the exchange standard, even the prefecture-level martial arts will be open to any teacher or student in the school.

What Yang Fan is adhering to now is the set of teaching rules of the South China Martial Arts School.

He wanted to accept Yang Guo as his apprentice several times. Apart from a little selfishness, the most important thing was to cultivate a master-level spiritual teacher who could guard a city or a prestige town for the future human race.

Such a genius seed can be encountered but not sought after. Since he has encountered it, he does not want to miss it.

"Here is a copy of the "Basic Breathing" internal practice method. From today onwards, you two must take half an hour to practice breathing every morning and evening."

Yang Fan grabbed his classic machine, and passed on Zhu Caiwei and Yang Guo's watches the most basic exercises.

Zhu Caiwei pouted: "Yang...Master, we already have all these. The day before yesterday, Grandpa gave us a lot of exercises, such as "Basic Breathing", "Turtle Breathing Exercise", "Moon Shadow", etc. A lot."

Yang Fan glared at her, not surprised that Zhu Caiwei had these exercises, how could Zhu Zhengqi be so precious as his granddaughter, how could he miss her if there was something good?

"I know you already have these exercises, but it's been two days since you got these exercises. Have you ever practiced them before, and who has started?"

Zhu Caiwei was dumbfounded, and Yang Guo stuck out her tongue gently.

They don't have time to play every day, how can they have the spare time to practice some messy martial arts?

If it wasn't for bad luck, they would encounter scary monsters one after another, and they wouldn't even worship the master Yang Fan.

"Your aptitudes are all good, especially Yang Guo, who awakened his spiritual power at the age of twelve, and his talent is so high that he is about to catch up with being a teacher. It only takes a few minutes of work to master this breathing method, but now?"

Yang Fan stared at Yang Guo dissatisfiedly, and hated that iron was not steel: "The spiritual power in your body has hardly improved compared to two days ago. Haven't you even read the "Basic Breathing" exercises? "

Yang Guo nodded slightly embarrassedly, and Zhu Caiwei also looked embarrassed. Yang Fan was right. Before the old man passed on the exercises, they just casually glanced at the title of the book and gave up the name so low. Tona".

Among the several exercises, only "Moon Shadow" and "Beast Taming" are the two of them that are most interested in, but these two exercises are too advanced, and the two little girls who have never been in contact with martial arts can't see it at all. Understand, in the end it can only be a matter of fact.

Seeing their expressions, Yang Fan couldn't help but sigh, he knew it would be like this.

No matter how good the talent is, if there is no proper practice to guide, it is also blind.

There are other basic martial arts exercises in "Basic Tuna", which are like a key. Through them, you can smoothly open the door for the communication between the human body and the external spiritual power, so that the spiritual power can flow into the body unimpeded and strengthen the self. body.

Only with a strong body and a solid foundation can we continue to practice other higher-level martial arts, and it is possible to become a strong person in the future.

If you don't practice the basic martial arts, you haven't found a cultivation method that suits you, and you only rely on normal breathing to accumulate the concentration of spiritual power in your body.

It is the legendary god-level talent, and it will fade away after a long time, and become nothing.

This is one of the main reasons why Yang Fan has been preaching that martial arts is the root of the rise of the human race.

This is not his wishful thinking, but in the next hundred years or so, after trying countless methods to stimulate the human body's potential to accelerate the evolution of the human race, it is the most efficient and safest way to evolve.

Therefore, the Federation will spare no effort to promote martial arts around the world, so the status of warriors in the human race will become pivotal, so even in the precarious apocalypse, the federal government will spare no effort to promote it in major cities and towns Twelve years of compulsory education.

The purpose is to discover and cultivate more young warriors, and add more vitality to mankind in the end times.

"I don't care what you were like before, but now, as my Yang Fan's apprentice, you two must not be so decadent!"

Yang Fan looked at the two apprentices with a majestic expression, pointed at the sofa in the living room, and said, "Now, both of you will carefully read this basic exercise for me, and then try to practice it once, what do you understand? You can ask me directly!"

"Whoever dares to be lazy, hum!"

Yang Fan snorted coldly, raised his arm and beckoned to the little cat next to him, the little cat jumped over his arm, and lay down in his arms, Yang Fan raised his hand and rubbed the little cat's head twice. After that, he looked at Zhu Caiwei and the two of them sullenly, and said, "I'll let Xiaohua sleep with her at night!"

The two female apprentices shivered with fright, and instantly felt that they had worshipped a demon master.

The two looked at each other, hand in hand and trotted back to the sofa in the living room, turned on their brains, and began to study seriously.

"Ow~!"

Xiao Hua Mao glanced at Yang Fan dissatisfiedly, the owner of the sand sculpture, the tiger king would not sleep with the two blood eaters.

Yang Fan slapped it casually, Lao Tzu is teaching his apprentice, how can you intervene?

"If you dare to scream like that again, believe it or not, I've got you!"

Seeing that Zhu Caiwei and Yang Guo both sat cross-legged on the sofa on the side, they started the practice of "Basic Breathing", and Yang Fan started a new round of special training for the kitten.

Afraid of affecting the apprentice's cultivation, Yang Fan began to resonate with the kitten: "It's fine if you don't call me dad, you are a cat now, know how a cat meows, come on, let the owner hear it. listen!"

The kitten frowned instantly, jumped out of Yang Fan's arms, and stared at Yang Fan fiercely: "Stupid human, don't go too far, don't think that you can humiliate this king wantonly if you recognize you as the master. Tell you, This king is also dignified!"

dignity? What is that, can I eat it?

Yang Fan pouted.

However, this Siberian tiger is much more difficult to tame than the big black dog in the family. He has already suffered from the beast lock twice, and he still refuses to call his father. I admire it.

I didn't expect that the little tiger, who was timid and afraid of death even before, even at the expense of recognizing the Lord, would have such a backbone.

It's so challenging, Yang Fan's heart is inexplicably excited!

"Dare to speak to the master like this, is it because I am too kind, or did I do something to make you feel that I am reluctant to kill you?"

With a thought, Yang Fan moved the little tiger to his own, pinched its neck with one hand, and the trapped beast lock was activated instantly.

The little tiger's limbs bounced, and the expression on his face was painful and tangled. He opened his mouth to howl loudly, but his neck was tightly pinched by Yang Fan's hand, and he couldn't make a sound.

"Call Dad, or learn to meow like a cat, you choose one!"

"Of course, you can choose neither of them. Let's see if I will let the trapped beast lock directly penetrate your brain core this time, so that you will immediately become a tiger meat hot pot?!"

King Hu was hanging in the air uncontrollably, his fangs were slightly exposed, his eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at Yang Fan fiercely, with a stance that he wanted to swallow him alive.

"Meow~~!"

In just a moment of effort, the crisp cry of a little milk cat sounded in Yang Fan's mental space, which was very pleasant.

When Yang Fan heard the sound, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. This proud little brain axe finally chose to give in.

The first step in refining the spiritual will of the monster is complete!