"Hehe! It's joking." Zhang Jun smiled and his smile like the spring breeze made the chill in Yang Suxin's heart turn into nothingness, making her originally tense heartstrings relax in an instant.

An abnormal flush burst out from Yang Suxin's face, making her look extremely shy, but Yang Suxin pressed her chest hard and gasped. Zhang Jun was shocked when he saw this. Regardless of the bright or dark eyes around him, Zhang Jun flipped his hands and grabbed her wrist, stretched his fingers, and bursts of rapid or slow pulses came from his fingertips.

As Zhang Jun's pulse extended, Zhang Jun frowned and slowly inputted an internal breath, which was poured into Yang Suxin's meridians by the Golden Bell Cover's healing chapter. Although the Golden Bell Cover has the most strong and yang internal strength in Shaolin Temple, its healing chapter transforms yin and yang into one, gentle as the light of the day, and enters Yang Suxin's body with a strong breath of life, which immediately relieves her condition.

Yang Suxin's face suddenly calmed down, and she felt a strange warm current constantly coming from her wrist, entering the place where her heart was, slowly enhancing her heart-resolution function, which had inherent defects, as if a cup of cool ice water appeared in the midsummer that was unbearable, making her hot and thirsty self let out an instinctive moan from the deepest part of her heart.

As soon as the moaning sound was released, Yang Suxin felt something was wrong. She felt Zhang Jun's eyes look over, and she suddenly felt the burning hot on her face, and she shyly retracted her wrists. However, Zhang Jun is now in no mood to appreciate the other person's shy appearance.

"Sit down first." Zhang Jun pointed to the public chair on the side, pulled Yang Suxin down, and then asked solemnly: "What's going on in your body?"

"I didn't ask before to respect your privacy. Now, given your physical condition, I have to ask why your family didn't agree to you in martial arts? I just considered that the martial arts passed down by your family were too strong and probably not suitable for you to practice, so your family did not agree to your martial arts requirements."

"But now, I have to ask, what is your physical condition? Otherwise, I will not teach you martial arts when your life is in danger."

Zhang Jun's face was grim. She looked at Yang Suxin's pulse just now. Her heart pulse was unexpectedly extremely unstable. It was very likely to be a heart disease. If a heart problem really occurs, Zhang Jun really had to consider whether this apprentice could take it away. After all, the entire human body must be centered on the heart. The qi and blood and strength of the entire human body rely on the pulsation of the heart to generate strength and provide vitality. Even the national martial arts exercise should be mainly based on the heart pulse. Insufficient qi and blood in the early stage and weak hearts are extremely fatal. If you have to practice national martial arts, the heart may not be able to withstand the supply of qi and blood, which will eventually lead to death. Zhang Junke does not want her to die because of herself. It is not only the disappearance of a life, but more importantly, Zhang Jun will cause herself a big trouble.

"Did you still find out?" Yang Suxin's mouth showed a bitter smile. She heard Zhang Jun's words and looked at Zhang Jun with a wry smile, then said slowly: "I thought I could hide it for a while? In this way, I could learn more from you and walk a little longer. Although my grandfather has been treated and relieved by various drugs since I was a child, as my body developed, the heart load became larger, and now my heart can't bear it anymore. In any case, I can't live for a few years. Even if I used a large number of precious medicines to delay my life from childhood, it was just to extend the onset of the disease to 18 years old. Until now, I have only lived for three or four years at most."

Zhang Jun sighed. Congenital heart failure is not an ordinary heart disease. Ordinary heart disease is just a part of the diaphragm or some blood vessels. If it can still be cured by bypass surgery, but heart failure is a heart failure injury that needs to be treated. Only by re-changing hearts through heart transplant surgery can it be cured. However, it is not so easy to find a heart that meets the needs. It can be said that it is a dream to change your heart. Even if you can meet the conditions for heart changes, the cost is huge. Zhang Jun thought for a moment and said, "So you have to learn Chinese art. Do you want to try to delay your disease?"

Yang Suxin's eyes accumulated a mist, and she looked at Zhang Jun in a daze and nodded. Zhang Jun also had a wry smile. How could this be possible? It seems that her family really didn't tell her that Chinese martial arts is just a way to develop the human body, which can break the limits of the human body, but that has its limits, unless she can break through her own limits in a short time to reach the level of the elixir. In this way, she may be able to control her own heart and increase the vitality of the heart. However, before this, what she has to experience may be countless dangers. Her body load with heart failure can be said to be several times that of ordinary people, and then it is easy to die suddenly.

It can be said that if Yang Suxin walked on this path, it means that her life would have a few years to die at the next moment. After Zhang Jun knew about this, he would have lost his mind. Should he teach her the Chinese arts like this until she successfully survived the danger or died halfway? Zhang Jun didn't know, but seeing her thin body exuding youthful aura and pear blossom-like face made Zhang Jun feel compassion.

I can't change this world! I can't save her! Can't I be a powerless ordinary person? Feeling Yang Suxin leaning against her shoulder sobbing gently, feeling the despair in her heart, counting the remaining life slowly passing every day, and taking a step further away from death every day, finding the joy after I learned the country, wanting to compete with the god of death for life, and giving everything to do the last and greatest bet in life, how similar is it to the scene when I was hunted by nightmare?

"No!" The soul was crying deep, and the blood was boiling. I could not become that ordinary person who had no achievements. I was a dream demon, a nightmare demon who could possess superhuman power, a demon who brought nightmare to the human world. "I will never be restrained by the world." This kind of cry sounded in my heart, which was the idea of ​​completely subverting the world.

Zhang Jun smiled. Since she had no way to change her physical condition in the real world, why not borrow the power of fantasy? Since her internal strength can achieve the effect of stabilizing the other party's condition, other martial arts should be fine, as long as she also cultivates internal strength, that's fine.

But the only problem is that his internal energy cultivation is also achieved through Wuming's initiation. What if Yang Suxin can get internal energy like himself? Zhang Jun thought hard, but in the end he had no choice but to give up. After all, he couldn't learn Wuming and gave Yang Suxin a great initiation method, destroy his internal energy, and then make her successful. Then Zhang Jun smiled mockingly. From a certain perspective, he is really a hypocrite, obviously wanting to help others.

, but when he was about to sacrifice his own interests, he flatly refused. However, no matter how close the relationship between Yang Suxin and herself was, it seemed that she had not reached the point of giving up everything. This was Zhang Jun's own idea. Although he was his apprentice, this apprentice did not have a real title. Zhang Jun is not a lower body thinking animal who can't walk when he sees a beautiful woman. From any aspect, if you want to give up your internal strength in exchange for her life, you can't really do what you say.

It's cold! After mocking himself, Zhang Jun stood up and said to Yang Suxin, who had recovered from his mood: "The congenital disease is difficult to cure even if it is Chinese martial arts. You must first understand this. Don't practice the boxing technique I gave you, it will hurt your body too much for you. Change to another one, you'll be careful!"

After the words came, Zhang Jun's waist and abdomen were closed, his hands turned into a white crane's wings, and his hands were stretched, and his chest slowly rose and fell with the movement of his arms. However, as time passed, Zhang Jun's chest became more and more popped, and he inhaled each other for a longer time. At the end, Zhang Jun's chest was inexplicably raised, as if the white crane was sucking its wings. This was maintained for a long time, and then he slowly exhaled a long breath. Zhang Jun's steps also began to take a strange step with the breath, and his hands were spreading, and in Yang Suxin's eyes, it was like a bird looking for food everywhere.

This made Yang Suxin, who had been watching seriously, smiled and diluted the melancholy in her heart. "Master, what are you doing? What kind of kung fu is it?"

"Look, this is the Five Animal Show. Don't laugh. This is different from what is circulated on the Internet. It is the real Five Animal Show. It has a great effect on your blood circulation, strengthening your heart and lungs. Learning it well will be very good for your body. There is also a way to breathe and breathe. Remember, you should practice every time you practice and go to bed, and remember this method of breathing and breathing into your bones." As he said that, Zhang Jun taught her the formula of "Five Animal Show" and some methods of breathing and regulating breathing that he got from the storm. Yang Suxin also knew that Zhang Jun was really teaching her life-saving things, and also knew that what he would learn next would be very important to him, so she put away the smile on her face, and a solemn look appeared on her face, staring at Zhang Jun's movements with her eyes, remembering Zhang Jun's words, and then slowly experimented according to Zhang Jun's words.
Chapter completed!