Ding ~ learn Maoshan''s true solution (including: catching ghosts, talismans, Feng Shui, array), and Maoshan''s Qi training method.

    "Ah Xuan, this is what Shifu is best at. You should study hard. Although you are a master in martial arts, practicing Qi is different from martial arts. You have unique talent. I hope you can go out of your own way." The ninth uncle said earnestly.

    "Master, don''t worry. I will remember what you said. Master, drink tea." Yang xuanjing tea ceremony.

    "Master, this is my thank you gift." Then he took out the big gift box he had already taken out.

    Uncle nine looked at the big gift box with a pleased face. "Ah Xuan, master, can you open it?"

    Of course.

    Uncle Jiu looked forward to opening the gift box and saw a statue of Mao Shan''s founder, three sets of five emperors'' money and a short mahogany dagger.

    "Ah Xuan has a heart. These three things are not simple. They cost a lot of money," Jiuyi sighed.

    After all, this is a gift carefully prepared by Yang Xuan, which has been optimized and strengthened.

    His four eyes looked sour beside him. Such disciples, tut tut Tut, were powerful and sold well. He said bitterly, "elder martial brother, it''s good luck to be a good disciple."

    Before uncle Jiu spoke, Yang Xuan took out three small gift boxes from his backpack, including four eyes, Qiusheng and Wencai.

    In this way, Yang Xuan returned the room of the Inn and stayed in Yizhuang.

    A few days later.......

    "Ah Xuan, I really work hard. I get up so early every day."

    Uncle Jiu is also very pleased. After all, there are not many disciples who are so diligent. Just like his two disciples, they get up late every day and are lazy. After learning Taoism for so many years, they have made little progress.

    "Good morning, master. You look good today," Yang Xuan said with a smile.

    "The same" Uncle nine smiled happily.

    "Ah Xuan, you see, it is written in this secret script that the method of practicing Qi is the most important to build a foundation. You need to use the method of building a foundation every day when the purple Qi comes to the east to absorb the first sunshine after the sun rises every day, so that you won''t be burned by the sun''s refined gold." Uncle Jiu explained the script word by word.

    Although Yang Xuan has practiced it, through the explanation of Uncle nine, Maoshan''s Qi practice method is also making rapid progress. One teaches with heart and the other uses mind. In addition, Yang Xuan is also like Uncle nine to teach his own martial arts methods. He is gradually familiar with it and has more exchanges.

    "Survival, Wencai, you two get out of here. What time is it and you''re still sleeping? Look at your younger martial brother. Don''t you feel ashamed of your efforts?" Uncle Jiu shouted at the door with a look of hatred for iron and steel.

    Unconsciously, the time passed quickly. Yang Xuan gasped slightly. When he was preparing to finish his work, there was a sound of footsteps behind him.

    Yang Xuan turned his head and saw that what caught his eye was a watermelon head. As expected, it was a literary talent.

    "Younger martial brother, the master asked you to have dinner together." Wen Cai touched his stomach and said.

    Four people eat together. "Master, have you always eaten this?" Yang Xuan looked at the two dishes and one soup in front of him and said helplessly.

    "Younger martial brother, we usually eat like this. It''s OK. It''s not particularly poor." Qiusheng sandwiched a dish.

    Yang Xuan turned to Uncle Jiu and said, "master, I don''t think the food is bad. Maybe it''s because I''ve been practicing Chinese skills and internal skills, so my appetite is more than ten times that of ordinary people. If I just ate vegetables, I might have starved to death." Yang Xuan was also very helpless.

    "Ah Xuan, although the master has never practiced Chinese martial arts, he also has Taoist friends who practice Taoist body protection skills. They are similar to Chinese martial arts. The power of Qi and blood is surging, but there is no food like you. Is there something wrong in practicing martial arts, but this problem is not big, and should be solved after advanced skills?" Uncle Jiu said with concern.

    "Shifu, don''t eat yet. I''ll go out." Yang Xuan rushed out.

    After a while......

    "Here, here, go inside." Yang Xuan''s voice came from a distance outside the door.

    Yang Xuan took three guys into the inner hall.

    Each person carried two large food boxes, full of the whole eight immortals table.

    "Master, you''re welcome, elder martial brother. Eat some. Wait, I''ll start eating, and you won''t have to eat," Yang Xuan said.

    "In the future, you should follow this amount every day, three meals a day. If the dishes are changed every day, the fish is almost the same. I don''t like fish very much," Yang Xuan told the waiter.

    Nine uncle Wen Caiqiu was born. They all swallowed saliva on their faces.

    Yang Xuan, who had already sat down, began to gobble up the food. The food had not been in his stomach for much time before it began to be digested and transformed into energy, continuously enhancing Yang Xuan''s physical strength.

    In this way, I practice Taoism every morning and Chinese martial arts and internal skills in the afternoon, and I live a full life.

    On this day, as usual, Yang Xuan had a good meal at noon and was ready to go out to play. It has traveled all over the world and has the idea of tourism.

    Yang Xuan likes all kinds of weapons. Although he uses heavy weapons, hammers, axes and so on, it does not hinder the collection of other weapons, such as swords and so on.

    Anyway, before the plot started, Yang Xuan began to go shopping to find out if there was anything he liked.

    In China, gun control is very strict. Basically, selling and buying are both illegal and a felony. Therefore, tui Erqiu collects some cold weapons. Now there are several weapons in Yang Xuan''s home room, including Park Dao, eight sided Han sword and samurai Dao. Yang Xuan has always wanted to buy large weapons, such as Fang Tianhua halberd and Mo Dao. Unfortunately, he is shy, Large weapons are too expensive. They are often more than four or five thousand.

    While thinking about shopping, there are no floor stalls, but there are antique shops and pawnshops. You can go around and see what you like. If it''s some broken weapons, even if it''s not his favorite type, he can''t help buying them.

    "Shopkeeper, I''m here again. Do you have anything good?" Yang Xuan carelessly walked into a shop. Yang Xuan looked like a regular visitor.

    Find something you like in the scrap iron collected by the shopkeeper.

    Yang Xuan is holding a broken demon subduing pestle. Alas, the shopkeeper now takes everything. He likes it and can collect it. In addition to weapons, Yang Xuan also likes antiques. He has no money and can sell it. There are some strange things.

    For example, a stone statue of the dynasty weighs several tons and a broken exquisite porcelain bowl.

    "Shopkeeper, do you have any good goods recently?" Yang xuanyang raised the Buddha statue in his hand.

    The shopkeeper pulled out a super large box from under the counter and said, "do you like it or not? It took a long time to receive the good goods."

    God is mysterious and doesn''t know if it''s a good product. Yang Xuan opens the big box.

    "The shopkeeper''s things are good. You are so lucky that you can receive such things. Such people are heirlooms," Yang Xuan said curiously.