Everybody is Kung Fu Fighting, While I Started a Farm

"Yo?"

"Did it work?"

Jiang He raised his head, looked at Mu Wanqiu, stared at it, nodded, and praised: "Yes, I have grown up a lot... Why are you protecting me? I don't have any other thoughts on the hearts of doctors and parents. , you can take off your clothes later, and I will make a detailed secondary development plan for you."

Mu Wanqiu put his hands around his chest, gritted his teeth, and a flame burst from his fingertips.

Jiang He laughed and said, "It's just a joke, do you mind?"

He brought a small stool over for Mu Wanqiu, while he sat down on his own and said, "How many more do you need? In this way, I will give you a suggestion. You can eat two more. Otherwise, it will be affected when it is too big to fight, and it will be easy to sag."

Mu Wanqiu clenched his fist.

She always felt that Jiang He was driving her own car, but...but she felt that what she said was reasonable, and she pondered for a few seconds and said, "Jiang He, I am here today, in addition to buying two corns for myself, I also want to talk to you. Talk about something."

"I know what you're trying to say."

With a look of "everything is under control" on Jiang He's face, he smiled and said, "My corn has a miraculous effect on women. It's big, thick, and has a good taste. It's hard for a woman like Miss Mu to refuse."

Mu Wanqiu gritted his teeth and finally couldn't bear it any longer, and said angrily, "Jiang He, what do you mean?"

"Miss Mu misunderstood, I didn't mean to mock your flat chest."

"Sleeping..."

Mu Wanqiu took a deep breath, smoothed his chest, and tried his best to make himself happy, and said, "Jiang He, how much corn do you have? Can you sell it in our super power research department?"

"Can."

Jiang Hedao: "I found this kind of corn in a cornfield in the wild. The quantity is not too large. I can only provide you with 60 corns. In terms of price, 500,000 is the reserve price. I can directly sell 60 corns. Here it is, how you deal with it is up to you."

"60 sticks..."

Mu Wanqiu's eyes lit up and said, "Okay, I'll make a phone call to prepare the funds, you can go and prepare the corn."

Jiang He pretended to go back to his room, took out 60 corns from his system backpack and threw them on the ground, and found that Mu Wanqiu was reading the exercises he had written.

"Light Smoke Flying Sucker Technique?"

She put down the paper and hurriedly said, "Jiang He, sorry, I didn't know you were copying the exercises."

Jiang He walked over, picked up the pen and paper again, and said with a smile, "It's okay, I also want to create a movement technique on a whim, Miss Mu, you have a lot of knowledge. ."

Mu Wanqiu: "???"

With question marks all over her face, she opened her mouth, as if she didn't understand what Jiang He said, and murmured, "Creating a practice?"

Jiang He didn't answer, and continued to write, "moves like a bat, looks like a ghost, comes and goes without a trace, like a light smoke flying..."

Then……

Can't write anymore.

He took out a nourishing qi pill and put it in his mouth and ate it. Jiang He opened his phone and Baidu searched.

Mu Wanqiu was surprised: "Why didn't you write it?"

"Check the information."

"..."

Mu Wanqiu's head was covered in black lines, and he said speechlessly, "Jiang He, martial arts exercises cannot be fabricated at will. If something goes wrong in the practice, it will be mischievous at light, and the foundation will be damaged in severe cases, and even sudden death."

"it's okay no problem."

Jiang He ate another Qi nourishing pill.

Not to mention, this stuff is addicting.

Just like melon seeds, if you have melon seeds in your pocket, you always want to take out a few and eat them when you have nothing to do.

Mu Wanqiu was shocked again: "Jiang He, you...you...are you taking the Qi Yang Pill? The Qi Yang Pill is extremely precious, and taking one requires careful refining.

And eating too much is easy to produce impurities, which is not good for future cultivation. "

Jiang He did not speak.

He searched the Internet for a long time, but couldn't find any relevant Qinggong formulas. Instead, he found a piece of news about the experience of a Shaolin Temple monk practicing "Qinggong floating on water".

"Shi Liliang, known as Wu Xiaoliang, is a warrior monk of the Shaolin Temple in Quanzhou. At the age of 23, he began to practice Qinggong and water drifting. After five years of secret training, he once ran a record of 125 meters on the water with the help of a 1cm-thick plywood..."

When Jiang He saw this narrative, he knew it was bullshit.

In this world, there is true martial arts inheritance.

But before the aura recovers, this kind of inheritance rarely appears before the eyes of the world, let alone being interviewed and filmed on TV. The Tai Chi masters that appear in the public eye, the great masters of fighting cattle across the mountains, etc., are all a group of people. Just a swindling liar.

But it doesn't matter if it's nonsense or not, it's all messed up anyway.

Think hard on your own, how can it be easy to copy?

Jiang He began to copy the quotations of the "Shaolin monk", and wrote on the paper: "Qinggong is also known as parkour, which means jumping high and jumping far."

? ? ?

Are you playing with me?

After slandering, Jiang He continued to transcribe—

"When the qi is clear, the body is light, and when the qi is turbid, the body sinks. This work Laojun created, one qi turns into three clears."

"There is a body as light as a swallow, and a body as a duckweed; the ability to achieve flying eaves is different from each other; if lifting weight is light, it seems like nothing, and it is too empty to swim like a god; remember to have legs and do not practice hands, and watch dragonflies understand balance; a true breath lifts the chest Cards, jumping in the air and turning the toes of the gods; a reed can cross the river with a single leaf, all relying on balance to show supernatural powers.”

Copying and copying, Jiang He couldn't help laughing.

On the other hand, Mu Wanqiu was completely speechless.

Create a practice?

It's probably Jiang Hepo himself... But it's not like practicing calligraphy, who has nothing to do with pencils? The key is also written so sloppily.

Holding back his laughter, Jiang He continued to check reports on "Shaolin monk" Shi Liliang.

"what?"

"This Shi Liliang actually divided the light work into six levels? Copy it down, copy it down!"

"Qinggong is the sixth level of heaven, the first level of the realm and the first level of heaven."

"The first stage, floating on water, requires the help of wooden boards and formulas. The formula is: Originally, all sentient beings came out of the fairy world, and their minds fell into the mortal world. Only karma will lead you."

"The second level, flying on grass, requires the help of ropes and mantras. The mantra is: superhumans live on top of Buddhas and gods, animals, grasses and insects want to evolve, and humans are too caught in the middle."

"The third step is to fly up the tree, you have to use coercion and formulas..."

"I can't copy Nima anymore!"

Jiang He threw the pencil.

Mu Wanqiu said in surprise, "Why didn't you write it?"

Jiang He's eyes widened and he scolded, "How do you write it? Look at this sand sculpture. His fourth level of Qinggong is called Yun Zhongfei, and he has to use a parachute and formulas. The key is that the formulas are very literary, even if they are blind chickens. It's a mess, but it still gives me a noble feeling!"

Mu Wanqiu looked at the screen of the mobile phone, only to see that it said, "In the sky and the world in one thought, there is no thought, no sky, no realm, and the universe is one and the same."

"Look at this fifth level, which is even more excessive. The name is Taixuyou. It can only be practiced with the help of space capsules and formulas. The formula is that every day is transparent and connected with virtue. There is no universe in the eyes of great virtue, and ordinary people can only see the horizon."

Jiang He cursed, then looked at the sixth level.

The sixth level is much more normal. It is called "Taiqing Tour". It can be performed with the help of vitality and formulas, but the formulas are a bit middle-level—

Pursuing liberation from dust and love, jumping out of the Three Realms and Five Elements, how come there is no heaven!

Mu Wanqiu laughed wildly.

Jiang He silently made a summary of the six realms.

"Fortunately, there is only a sixth-level realm. If it is an eight-level, wouldn't it be Xia Ji's eighth-level training?"

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