Chapter 39: The Law of Chance, Tried and Tested

The spiritual power of the third level of Qi training consumes 10% each time of training, and it is still limited to a radius of three meters. The wind circle it drives is very strong.

The whistling sound of the wind seems a bit sharp in the ten-zhang radius of the top of the mountain.

From Xiao Lishi's perspective, she saw a majestic figure moving quickly in the hurricane, and every move was full of inexplicable meaning.

Those movements seemed simple, but she forgot the moves she had memorized before with a blink of an eye.

For three consecutive times, Xiao Lishi carefully observed, but finally found that she had done useless work.

"Senior, I'm sorry, I still didn't remember anything."

After the senior finished his practice, Xiao Lishi said with some shame.

What made her even more depressed was that she missed a great resource, and she could only blame her own poor understanding.

"It doesn't matter, you are new to martial arts, and how much you can understand depends on God's will."

In front of this martial arts novice, Wang Ren pretended to be a little bit.

If it were him, he didn't know whether outsiders would gain anything by observing him practicing martial arts.

Anyway, no one has been able to explain the martial arts clearly, otherwise it would have been spread all over the world instead of being spread in a small circle.

"Yes."

"Next, I will teach you the improved ancient eight-section brocade, please watch carefully."

Without much courtesy, Wang Ren began to teach the other party the ordinary version of the ancient eight-section brocade.

Compared with the previous advanced martial arts, this eight-section brocade with slow movements is very easy to remember.

After teaching for a round, Wang Ren asked the long-legged Xiao Meizi to practice three times, and corrected the small flaws in the other party's movements, and then he completed this teaching.

Although he could smell the body fragrance of the other party during the close teaching, Wang Ren restrained his ambition well.

Men must be able to withstand the test.

"Thank you for your teachings, senior."

After the other party finished his instructions, Xiao Lishi thanked him with a fist.

"Well, I'll go back first."

At this time, some tourists had already started climbing the mountain, and Wang Ren did not stay for long, and took the lunch box back.

"Alas, such a handsome senior, it would be great if he didn't have a girlfriend."

Looking at the senior's elegant back as he left, Xiao Lishi stood there and couldn't help sighing.

In her eyes, the senior who was alone was more attractive than those children from the big courtyards who had a successful career.

There is always a kind of force in the world that can override the secular rules, and that is the most glorious thing for a real man.

"Brother Wang, it's not about whether you are free, I have something to discuss."

Wang Ren, who had just returned home, received a message from Wang Bucheng and replied casually: "I'm free."

"Visit in half an hour."

"Okay."

With a guest coming, Wang Ren simply cleaned up the house and brewed a pot of ordinary West Lake Longjing.

Just as he passed the tea, the voices of Wang Bucheng and his son came from downstairs.

Standing up and walking to the door of the first floor, Wang Ren smiled and greeted: "Brother Wang, Master Wang, Happy New Year."

"Happy New Year."

"Happy New Year, senior."

Without much politeness outside, Wang Ren welcomed the two upstairs for tea.

"This is a humble room, but my virtue is fragrant! The ancients said that it was nothing more than a master like Brother Wang who was hidden in the secular world."

Looking at the simple decoration, Wang Bucheng couldn't help but sigh.

Perhaps, his cultivation has stagnated in recent years, which is related to his pampered life.

Even though he advocates frugality, with the improvement of material standards and the affluence of his family, the difficult scenes of the past have become a little blurred.

"Brother Wang, you are too kind, I am just guarding a little legacy of my parents."

Wang Ren replied very modestly to the compliment of the old man.

He just didn't have the money to buy a villa, otherwise he would have bought a big villa on the top of the mountain or by the sea, and no one would disturb his cultivation.

And the second half of the sentence was carefully designed by him.

Wang Ren was not able to explain the secret of his "cultivation of martial arts", nor was he prepared to explain it, which made people think of his parents who had passed away many years ago.

Anyway, no one went to the underground to find his parents for verification.

Presumably, the father and son of the Wang family also guessed this way.

"Brother Wang is so young, and it is already amazing that he can keep this heart."

After praising the other party's character again, Wang Bucheng talked about the purpose of this visit: "In May, our major sects in China will hold a triennial martial arts conference in Jizhou Zushan. I have an invitation for special guests. Brother Wang is so young, you can go out and meet heroes from all over the world, and you may be able to break through the legendary innate realm later."

Taking a golden invitation from his son, Wang Bucheng handed it to the younger brother.

"Thanks to Brother Wang's kindness, I will consider it first."

For his own cultivation future, Wang Ren, who is very clear, is not at all urgent.

As for the limitations of acquired martial arts, what does it have to do with him.

"Okay."

Without forcing the other party, Wang Bucheng took another long wooden box from his son and handed it to him: "Thank you for the gift last time, brother. This is the two hundred years of wild ginseng I saved many years ago. I hope it can help your cultivation."

"Such a precious spiritual medicine, it is better for you to keep it for yourself."

Hearing the other party's words, Wang Ren hurriedly opened his mouth to refuse.

Wild ginseng of this age is definitely a treasure that is invaluable.

What's more, as a cultivator, he does not need the so-called spiritual medicine to prolong his life. No matter how you look at it, it is more appropriate for this brother Wang to take it himself.

"Hey, brother, don't refuse. This kind of wild ginseng is just a common thing in my hands. There have been similar medicinal materials auctioned by auction houses before, which is not rare. In your hands, it will become magical one day."

Putting the wooden box in the other party's hand, Wang Bucheng's attitude was very firm.

He had also taken wild ginseng that was over a hundred years old. It did improve his internal strength a little, but not much. As for prolonging life, it was a bit exaggerated.

Perhaps, in the hands of the other party's alchemy genius, there would be a day when the magic would be transformed.

At that time, the other party would definitely remember the favor of their Wang family.

They are all surnamed Wang, and they were one family five hundred years ago!

"In that case, I will be disrespectful to refuse it."

Seeing that Brother Wang was so sincere, Wang Ren accepted the gift.

"Very good, very good."

Looking at the other party's men, Wang Bucheng nodded with satisfaction, and then asked about his real intention: "I see that your cultivation has been promoted to the ninth level. I wonder what the barrier is from the eighth level to the ninth level?"

After immersing himself in the seventh level for many years, Wang Bucheng broke through to the eighth level last time purely by relying on years of accumulation and the efficacy of the Heart Protection Pill.

However, the classics that Wang Bucheng obtained in his early years did not have any subsequent records, so he could not find the way forward.

"I can't answer this question either."

Facing the sincere Brother Wang, Wang Ren prepared to use the law of chance again: "Why not, I will perform a set of boxing techniques and let Brother Wang watch and see if he can gain anything."

He practiced the immortal way, not the martial arts with a low upper limit, so he naturally didn't know the method from the eighth to the ninth level.

As for using the Qiangu APP to deduce, he was not in the mood to do so, and he would not easily expose his biggest secret.

Anyway, martial arts is a metaphysics that science cannot explain. Whether or not you can find the opportunity to advance depends on yourself.