Chapter 50 A Harmonious Martial Arts Conference
"Yes, Mr. Wang has indeed removed the heart poison according to the method in the ancient books. Mr. Wang's martial arts cultivation makes us ashamed."
With Xiao's advance greeting, Sun Lingyou also cooperated with emotion.
However, he was indeed surprised at the strength of this young martial arts master.
Not to mention that the other party's pill had simple ingredients, but it could make his triple cultivation, which had stagnated for many years, reach a higher level.
It was this rumored heart poison that made Sun Lingyou, who had been practicing medicine for most of his life, clueless, but it was easily removed by the other party, which was amazing.
Perhaps, this is what is called a great hidden in the city.
As for the method of removing the heart poison, he didn't ask much, and it was not convenient to ask more.
Some things, see through but don't say it! !
"Thank you, Senior Sun."
Hearing the affirmation of the old doctor, Bai Mengyan and Jin Tian'er both thanked him.
However, their moods were different.
"Don't thank me. I'll prescribe a prescription for Miss Jin. Go back and take care of yourself. If you have any questions, you can come to me for a follow-up check at any time."
Shaking his head with a smile, Sun Lingyou did not take credit for it. He wrote the recipe of the medicinal food on a note and handed it to his son next to him.
"Okay, thank you, senior."
After thanking again, the two took the prescription and went out to get the medicine.
After going out, Jin Tianer, holding a bag of Chinese medicine, casually asked her best friend: "Where is handsome Wang? Why didn't you come with me?"
These two nights, she helped her best friend and comforted the lonely heart of the handsome guy.
Although it was a bit wrong to secretly steal the favor of the other's boyfriend, Jin Tianer didn't want to say the title of "your man" on the surface, which would make her feel guilty.
Of course, it's okay to say it occasionally, it's more exciting, isn't it?
"He said he wanted to practice at home and come over for dinner."
Bai Mengyan, who did not doubt him, simply replied and then talked about the subsequent arrangements: "How about we go to look at some clothes today?"
"Okay."
The hot May arrived as expected. The foot of Zushan Mountain, which belongs to Qindao City, was a bit quiet during the May Day holiday, contrary to the usual bustle.
Just last month, the Zushan Tourism Administration announced to the outside world that in order to protect the mountains and landforms, the mountain would be closed for two months.
However, there were still cars driving to the open space at the foot of the mountain, and then men and women wearing various training clothes and Taoist robes went up the mountain.
May 1st, the 23rd day of the lunar calendar, is suitable for sacrifice!!!
As the first day of the opening ceremony of the martial arts conference, the organizer and the head of the No. 9 Bureau General Administration will jointly hold a sacrificial ceremony to pray for the prosperity of Chinese martial arts. The location is in the Wushen Dao Palace on the top of Zushan Mountain.
At eight o'clock in the morning, there were already forty or fifty middle-aged and elderly people standing in the Wushen Dao Palace, and there were two or three hundred young warriors standing in the square outside.
The Chinese martial arts in this world had a break during the turbulent years. It was much more difficult to practice than the martial artists in martial arts novels, and the cost was also greater.
Therefore, the so-called famous sects such as Wudang and Shaolin had no more than a dozen people at most. The remaining sects basically had five or six people, or even two or three people, and those who came alone were considered casual practitioners.
For example, Wang's martial arts school had five people at once, which was also considered above average.
Of course, those famous sects would definitely stay behind, but the number of people on the scene multiplied by 2.5 times can basically measure the number of the backbone of the Chinese martial arts world.
No wonder, with the martial arts, a product that transcends science, Bureau No. 9 still maintains domestic stability.
With nearly a thousand warriors in Bureau No. 9, the number of warriors is much larger than that of most of the Chinese martial arts world. The high-end combat power of the major sects is relatively stable above the sixth level of the acquired realm, and a delicate balance is maintained between the two.
"Sacrifice"
Wang Ren, standing at the back of the Taoist Palace, looked at the two statues of martial gods in front of the Martial God Hall, one is Song Taizu and the other is Yue Wumu.
On the high-speed train coming here, he heard Wang Daqi talk about the development history of modern martial arts.
Yue Wumu is loyal to the emperor and the country, and is determined to serve the country. As the martial arts god of Chinese warriors, he is impeccable in every aspect.
As for Song Taizu, it is because the most widely inherited in Bureau No. 9 is the Zhao family's mental method and Zhao family's skills. Nearly a thousand employees of Bureau No. 9 who work silently behind the scenes, 80% of them practice these two.
And this internal mental method was also donated by the descendants of the Zhao family. Song Taizu, who ended the chaos of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms in history, deserves this treatment.
"The ceremony is over."
With the chanting officer's light shout, everyone stood up and began to socialize with each other.
Today is just a sacrificial ceremony, there is no schedule for martial arts competition. Anyway, martial arts training is not urgent, take your time!!!
In the past, everyone stayed in the sect martial arts hall from all over the world, but there was no chance to meet. The martial arts conference held every three years is a rare gathering place for old friends.
China is a society of human relationships, even if you are a martial artist.
"I'll go back first."
Wang Ren, who didn't have any acquaintances, decided to go back to the residence arranged by the organizer first, and said something to Wang Daqi next to him.
As for chatting with those martial arts masters, he was not interested.
"Senior, take care."
Wang Daqi naturally had no other opinions about this senior. He waved his hand and called a staff member in Taoist robes to take the senior to check in.
"Senior, please follow me."
"Okay."
Wang Daqi, who stayed where he was, saw two friends coming towards him and motioned to the other two to go to the side to chat.
As an older generation, Wang Bucheng went to the quiet room with a bunch of old guys to drink tea and reminisce about the past.
Led by a young man in a green Taoist robe, Wang Ren came to a separate compartment in the Taoist Palace, and there was a small courtyard outside.
The decoration in the room was simple, with a bed, a table, a cabinet, a separate bathroom, and a suitcase he had placed earlier.
In his spiritual perception, there were not many small courtyards in this Taoist Palace. Presumably, those young disciples who stood outside during the sacrificial ceremony had no chance to live in a single room, or needed to live in a hotel at the foot of the mountain.
"Senior, if you have any instructions, just ring the bell at any time."
Gestured the simple attire in the room, the young Taoist Palace disciple withdrew.
"Huahuahua"
Waiting for the Taoist disciple to leave, Wang Ren put away his phone, opened the APP, and then picked up the kettle to pour water.
After a few seconds, the water that should have overflowed from the cup slowly floated into the air.
Five Elements Dao Fa·Water Control Technique!!!
With the selfless help of the girl Jin, Wang Ren, who had practiced the ancient method of Eight-Section Brocade to the master level the day before, controlled the tea in the air to turn into a template of a Chinese dragon.
Then the scales on the dragon's tail and body began to slowly become clear.
As the dragon shape transformed by the water droplets became more and more specific, Wang Ren felt that the consumption of spiritual power in his body was gradually accelerating.
'Pop. '
A breaking sound sounded, and the half-carved water dragon turned into drops of water, but under Wang Ren's control, it turned into a stream and flew back into the kettle.
"Water Control Technique +10."
Looking at the deduction on the Qiangu APP, Wang Ren smiled with relief.
Although he could not depict the water dragon in detail, his proficiency was still increasing.
In just two days, he found time to practice the water control technique, and his proficiency increased by 80 points. He can be promoted to the "beginner" level after two more times.
However, the water control technique consumes a lot of spiritual power. He just carved half a dragon, and it consumed 80% of his spiritual power.
He took out one of the five small jade bottles in the suitcase, poured out five Qi training pills No. 2, and swallowed them in one breath.
Practicing martial arts costs money, and cultivating immortals costs more.
Before, one round of practice could increase proficiency by thousands of points, but now practicing water control can only increase proficiency by 10 points, which is really a bit expensive.
"Huh."
After taking the pill, Wang Ren began to practice Huangji Sandie in the courtyard.
After reaching the master's level of the ancient eight-section brocade, his body flexibility has reached the current limit, and his proficiency has not increased any more. However, this Huangji Sandie is still 40,000 points away from the master's proficiency.
Perhaps Wang Daqi had specifically instructed that Wang Ren practice in this small courtyard, and no one came to disturb him except for lunch and dinner.
In the morning of the 2nd, between the granite steps leading up the mountain, a group of agile figures were jumping and hopping quickly, as if showing their strength to their peers next to them, which was completely different from the calmness of yesterday.
The martial arts competition officially opened today!