"what do you call the expert of Qingyang palace?" After dinner, I bought tickets again and walked into Qingyang palace. Yang Guo asked curiously.

"It's Meng..." Chen Anlan thought for a while before remembering, and said, "it's like my grandfather told me that he met Meng Yangzi when he traveled around the country. It is said that Meng Yangzi was already a master of internal skills at that time."

Just at dinner, Chen Anlan asked Yang Guo about her internal skill. She had lost a lot before, and Yang Guo's Kung Fu seemed to be a mystery. If Yang Guo doesn't have internal skills, Chen Anlan doesn't believe it. The existence of internal skills can be said to be two levels, but if Yang Guo has internal skills, Chen Anlan didn't notice it at all during the period when she fought with Yang Guo.

Yang Guo didn't want to hide. He told Chen Anlan that he really knew internal skills and was several levels higher than Chen Anlan. Chen Anlan was shocked that Yang Guo had reached the level of internal skill from gasification. She was so big that she had heard it from her grandfather. Now she adores Yang Guo even more.

"Wait." Song Zhiwen asked suspiciously, "your grandfather? How many years ago did you mean?"

"Forty years ago." Chen Anlan counted and said, "in the 1970s, there was no big earthquake in Tangshan at that time!"

"So long!" Song Zhiwen rolled his eyes and said unhappily, "I didn't know whether people were alive more than 40 years ago!"

"No." Chen Anlan patiently explained, "most internal skill masters live a long life. Like my grandfather, who is 80 years old, he still gets up early to practice boxing every day, and his spirit is the same as that of a 50-year-old."

"Isn't it? Won't you also be young?" Songzhiwen looked up and down at Chen Anlan in surprise and said, "no wonder, in his twenties, he still looks like a junior high school student."

Chen Anlan blushed, kicked song Zhiwen, and said, "what nonsense? I'm young, and it doesn't have much to do with Kung Fu. What really works is after middle age, when I grow old slowly."

"Lao Guo!" Song Zhiwen knelt down for Yang Guo, holding Yang Guo's thigh "crying" and shouted, "Lao Guo, we have no friendship to say? You have to help brother, I also want to learn internal skills, and I also want to be young forever!"

Yang Guo pulled him up with a smile and said, "do you still need to learn? Your family is not genetically good? Godfather looks very handsome now."

"Song Zhiwen, you can't." Chen Anlan smiled and stabbed at the side, "cultivating internal skills should start from an early age, otherwise you can't keep the spirit of Dantian. Generally, there is no hope after the age of 16. You've played a circle now, and there's no chance."

Yang Guo glanced at Chen Anlan in surprise. He began to practice when he was 24 years old, and he was already over 18 years old! However, Yang Guo was relieved to think that he was different from others, and even his kung fu was unique in the world.

"Alas! Forget it." Song Zhiwen patted the dust on his knees, stood up, shook his head and said, "it seems that I have no fate with eternal youth, but it doesn't matter. As long as we maintain it well, it will still be eighteen every year!"

Chen Anlan was angry when she saw song Zhiwen's proud appearance. She punched song Zhiwen and said contemptuously, "Why are you so young? A person of dozens of years old, dressed like a fairy, is it frightening?"

This punch was still very hard, making song Zhiwen bend over and hug his shoulder and cry.

"Cluck." Lying on her father's shoulder, Qiqi didn't mind that the earth also laughed. She liked to see song Zhiwen, a bad uncle, being bullied.

In the noisy room, Yang Guo and them came to the backyard of Qingyang palace.

"See!" Yang Guo pointed to the banner in front and asked everyone to look, "Qingyang palace Taijiquan hall!"

"Is it here?" Chen Anlan looked at the newly-built three story building in front of him and asked in doubt.

"Go and have a look!" Song Zhiwen took the lead and walked in.

The concierge was actually an aunt. To be exact, it was an aunt who came to help replace him.

"Hello! Are you here to visit, or do you want to sign up for study?" Aunt still greeted them kindly.

"Aunt, we want to find Taoist priest Meng Yangzi." Chen Anlan walked up to the aunt, bowed politely and said.

"Taoist priest Meng Yangzi?" Aunt scratched her head in doubt. She said, "I haven't heard of this name. Do you remember it wrong?"

"No, my grandfather said he was in this view 40 years ago!" Chen Anlan said.

The aunt thought carefully again, and she said with a smile, "it's true that there is no Taoist priest here. I have seen all the Taoist priests here. There is no Taoist priest Meng Yangzi you said, but there is a Taoist priest named Meng Mingxin, who is still the master of the temple. These people were more than 40 years ago, how do you know if they are still in this temple, little sister, do you say it?"

"It doesn't matter, aunt, let's visit." Song Zhiwen grabbed Chen Anlan, who still wanted to ask the truth, waved to aunt with a smile and said.

"There is no training class today. You can visit it at will." Aunt smiled and waved.

When song Zhiwen came to a place where there was no one, he said, "look, people say there is no more. People decades ago, whether they are alive or not, they may not still stay here! In the 1970s, there was chaos everywhere. Maybe he left Qingyang palace and found another place to live!"

Chen Anlan sighed and said, "then we came all the way to Sichuan and threw ourselves into the air?"

"That's not necessarily. Maybe there are no masters like Meng Yangzi and song Yangzi?" Song Zhiwen laughed.

"Bring yourself flowers again!" Chen Anlan felt much better after hearing song Zhiwen's comfort.

After strolling around, Yang Guo and others suddenly heard some noise outside, so they chased for it.

"Taoist Wu Song is going to do Taijiquan again!" Listening to the whispering voices of the onlookers and citizens, Chen Anlan was refreshed. She was the first to squeeze into the crowd, followed by song Zhiwen.

Taoist Wu Song? Yang Guo thought the name was funny. It sounded like Wu Song.

Yang Guo also held Qiqi high and squeezed past. He doesn't have to rush to the front of the crowd like Chen Anlan. Because he is tall, Yang Guo can see the situation inside when he walks into the middle of the crowd.

The long beard inside is a finger and a half long, and the person is also thin. The Taoist robe is floating, with a kind of elegant Fairy Spirit.

According to the introduction of people around, Taoist Wu Song often performs Songxi Taijiquan. Some tourists took photos and put them on the Internet, which also attracted a lot of popularity for him.

However, looking at this appearance, Yang Guo knew in his heart that Taoist Wu Song was sent out from the boxing hall, not to impress others, but just a means of propaganda!

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