......

Zhang Ming put the mantra into his mouth and walked into the yard with a few steps.

The news that Su Wenping was willing to accept him as his disciple made him a little overjoyed; looking at the white shirt he passed on, he knew that he was a master with a status second only to the elders and hall masters of this gang. If such a person is his master, he would definitely benefit greatly from it!

In fact, there are not many masters who are willing to accept poor children as disciples. This is no secret. The starting point of the rich children is too high and the background is deep, so experts often favor these people more.

Of course, some geniuses will appear from time to time among the poor children. Although the probability is not high, they will occasionally be selected to enter the house. Zhang Ming may have become such a person in Su Wenping's eyes.

The Meng Master, who is chosen every year, broke the disputes among the masters. It is precisely because this position first came into contact with new disciples, and the new disciples' background, talent, and nature are the most familiar with the new disciples, and it is also the most convenient for students to accept disciples. Whether it is a poor genius or a rich family, Meng Master has the greatest choice, so they are often the best among the middle-level members of the sect. On the other hand, this is also a good thing for new disciples who need teaching in urgent need of teaching.

It’s useless to think too much! Zhang Ming pinched the paper in his arms, but in short, he had to pass the big test first before he could say anything else!

After thinking about it, he walked to the edge of the courtyard like a rich child before, quietly took out the scriptures of the body-sporting Yun Zong in his arms and began to figure them out carefully.

......

The next day, it was not yet six o'clock.

"How, do you understand?" Su Wenping asked lightly while sitting on the main case in front of the hall. There were three disciples who also chose to choose the Yun Zong below.

"Disciple knows." The three of them stood up and bowed.

"Go." Su Wenping stroked his palm, turned around and walked to the court, and the third disciple bowed seriously and thanked: "Thank you, my teacher!"

After the ceremony, the three of them also walked outside, one of them was Zhang Ming.

On the one hand, in order to better remember and inherit, and on the other hand, in order to keep it confidential, most martial arts in the world are preserved in the form of mantras. Attach a few more drawings to prevent mistakes can be called a good product. Therefore, this is very important for word-of-mouth transmission between masters and apprentices. This kind of oral transmission mainly lies in the interpretation of mantras.

I thought about it for almost a day yesterday, but Zhang Ming didn't know what the seven-character mantra of the twelve sentences he memorized. This morning, only three quarters of an hour explained the first two sentences, which gave him a preliminary understanding of this skill and a specific idea of ​​how to practice.

The three brothers who chose the same sect said goodbye to each other and walked towards their own courtyard.

Zhang Ming walked into his yard and saw two of his class and two disciples who were older than them, punching meticulously in the yard with their upper body naked. When they saw Zhang Ming walking in, they also greeted him politely.

In half a year, Zhang Ming's physique was no longer as weak as before. In addition, his progress in his practice has always been praised by Su Wenping, so at this time he had already gained a dominance among the three disciples of the same class in the same yard. Although he was not interested in the fate, at least the other two had to carefully consider his suggestions whenever they did.

Another disciple is a disciple who has two classes of them. He failed the two consecutive major exams. If he still cannot pass the next one and cannot change into the black shirt, he will leave the gang and go out to work as a servant.

Zhang Ming returned to his gift and returned to his east room without caring much. At this time, he was eager to integrate the knowledge he had just learned and try to apply what he learned.

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Three months later.

It was the hot summer, and the sun was the hottest at noon. However, a figure was flying up and down in the No. 41 courtyard of C. This was Zhang Ming.

Half a month ago, he had fully understood the mantra of exposing the body and Yun Zong. Now he is in the most important practical stage. Everyone has different physiques and figures, so when using martial arts, they all have their own points to pay attention to. This is difficult to express. They all need to be experienced slowly, familiarized and improved through long-term practice.

"Hey!" With a gentle sniff, Zhang Ming remembered the key points of the mantra, calmed down to his dantian, empty his whole body, and jumped gently, and suddenly rose about a meter high, which was quite terrifying.

Although I have heard of it, Zhang Ming has not yet been exposed to high-end martial arts such as internal skills and mental techniques. Now he uses light skills to only teach him how to manipulate his body more effectively.

After wiping the beads of sweat the size of beans on his face, Zhang Mingshun raised the clothes he had taken off from the side, turned around and walked into his house with a smile on his face.

The continuous improvement of martial arts gave him a great sense of accomplishment. Now at the age of fourteen, he has a physical strength that is far beyond the physical strength of his past life, which makes him feel even more proud.

The furnishings in the house are very simple, with a round wooden table, two stools, a bed, and a wardrobe, that's all.

A servant had already put a cage on the wooden table. Zhang Ming opened it and there was a bowl of minced meat, a stack of braised pork, a stack of dried bamboo shoots and a large bowl of rice. This was also his standard diet for the past three months, and he never dared to think about it at his original home.

After cooking the meal, Zhang Ming felt that his sense of emptiness had gone by seven or eight points. Since practicing martial arts, especially when he started practicing the development of the body, he felt that his consumption was getting bigger and bigger and he was getting hungry. Fortunately, his dietary standards have also been improved. Compared to the porridge and white flour buns that were used for the first half of the year, he could only eat meat once or twice a week, which was better to the sky.

Now, Zhan Shiyun Zong is already a small achievement in his progress. It should be a big problem to pass the competition one year later. There should be no big problem among the poor children who can reach this level, and there should be only one or two people every year. In contrast, Su Cai and Lin Hei Niu, who were in the same hospital as him, have only passed the exam for Mengshi Su Wenping and obtained the qualification to learn martial arts. It is almost impossible to pass the competition within this year, so these two people are very respectful to him now.

After eating and drinking, Zhang Ming put a set of basic long fists in the house to digest it for a while, and sat on a stool and recalled the key points of body stretching when exercising light skills. When the sweat subsided, he took off his clothes and lay on the side of the bed, closed his eyes, and fell asleep in a short while.

For those who practice martial arts, the right way is to combine work and rest, and caring for the body and spirit is the top priority. Zhang Ming learned from Su Wenping that regular routines are one of the excellent ways to adjust his body.

......

In the middle of sleep.

Zhang Ming seemed to be in darkness and was walking aimlessly. It took him a long time to find that a giant gray-white stone tablet appeared in front of him. Looking up at the stone tablet, there was nothing left.

Suddenly, the stone tablet suddenly shone brightly, and Zhang Ming felt that his eyes were about to be blinded, but when he opened his eyes again, the stone tablet had disappeared, and the darkness around him was covered with small light spots. Zhang Mingfu looked down like a soul and realized that he was standing on a huge ball of light.

Zhang Ming raised his head and looked around the light spots around him, and found that some of them seemed very distant, while others felt within reach.

Suddenly, before he could adapt to the environment, his consciousness suddenly sank uncontrollably, and then a string of information slowly emerged in the depths of his mind.

"Name: Zhang Ming

Age: 14(-)

Physical constitution: 1.0(+)

Power: 1.2(+)

Agility: 1.4(+)

Spirit: 1.1(+)

Skill: Expand the body and clouds (coarse communication) (+)
Chapter completed!