Ling Zhen stepped forward and wanted to grab Qingxuan. A fat hand was about to rest on Qingxuan's shoulder.

However, Qingxuan slid out of Ling Zhen's hand with agility.

Seeing this, Ling Zhen's face changed and he pondered: "Liang Jiazi, then I'm not polite?"

One punch and one kick are full of wind. Although the fat body with a belly dances still makes it a bit funny, it is because the fist is powerful, and the "rubbing" force simplified by both hands with Wudang palms seems to be about to overturn Qingxuan.

Qingxuan was at ease and even carried both hands on his back, and only responded with one foot. Ling Zhen's hand was hurting when he was shocked.

Wudang boxing uses softness to overcome hardness, but the Taoist in front of him uses hardness to overcome softness!

This power is simply a freak.

Ling Zhen only felt that there was a tough guy in front of him, and gritted his teeth, and there was a faint yellow light on his body.

"I haven't used breathing methods for a long time, and I don't know if I'm still using them."

The breath brought by breathing flows around the body, strengthening muscles and physical strength, and it makes the wind come true.

"Yes, although martial arts are much worse than that of the guy named Jiang, he has not neglected to practice."

Qingxuan said with a little admiration.

Ling Zhen only felt that the more he fought, the more power he became. He had already used the breathing method, but it was useless to the Taoist in front of him.

Qing Xuan was still single and could not even use his strength, but instead used his skills to fight Ling Zhen back.

The power brought by the breathing method quickly faded, and Ling Zhen was already exhausted, but when he thought that the guy with great martial arts skills was actually in front of his daughter's kindergarten, he felt that he could not stop.

The already tired lungs were once again aroused, and just as Ling Zhen wanted to take a breath, Qingxuan turned around and left.

“Hahaha, it’s not bad…”

Qingxuan's figure was light and gentle when he left.

Only Ling Zhen was left alone in chaos.

No, it’s not just Ling Zhen, but also a few kindergarten children and kindergarten teachers. Of course, these children include Ling Zhen’s daughter Ling Jingzi.

Ling Jingzi and a group of kindergarten children were stunned and speechless.

Seeing that his daughter was fine, Ling Zhen quickly chased after her three steps and said nervously: "Daughter, it's okay, what did that strange person do just now..."

However, Ling Jingzi reacted and her eyes shone brightly.

"Wow! Dad, are you that amazing? That big muscle guy just now...you just killed off?"

Muscle guy?

Ling Zhen felt a little strange. Although the Taoist just now looked not thin, he didn't look like a muscular guy.

The kindergarten teacher next to him also looked golden, thinking that Ling Zhen was so handsome just now.

"Just just now, the uncle named Qingxuan said there were free martial arts performances outside. If we asked if we could see them, we would come out to see them." A little boy with a runny nose bubble said with his eyes shining.

"this..."

Ling Zhen was about to say something, but he was soon overwhelmed by curious children, especially Ling Jingzi. He didn't know that his father knew how to do kung fu, and this kung fu was really amazing.

"Wait a minute, wait for me to take a breath first. Ouch, I haven't used breathing method for too long, I'm a little gasping."

When Ling Zhen recovered, he finally told some things.

"Hehe, since you want to hear it so much, I'll tell you... Of course, the above is purely fiction, you can just listen to it as a story."

Ling Zhen sat cross-legged and told a story with a smile.

"In the past, there was a little Taoist priest. He was an orphan in the mountains and fields. He had no parents since he was a child. He lived a carefree life while studying. For him, the one who acted as a parent was his master. Although his master was good to him, he was extremely disgusted with the martial arts he liked. Even one day, he colluded with foreign martial arts to prove that martial arts were useless..."

"Why is Kung Fu useless! You are so handsome just now!"

A little fat kid in a kindergarten danced excitedly, repeating Ling Zhen's movement just now, which was quite cute.

Ling Zhen smiled and said, "I said it, that's a story, and there is a follow-up to this story."

"Then it was when Wudang Mountain was about to be beaten by two foreign martial artists and faceless, an outsider white-clothed Taoist appeared. He punched and kicked the two martial artists and convinced the two martial artists. Later, the little Taoist priests wanted to learn kung fu, and the Taoist priests gave them a test. Thunder and rain were blowing, and the mountain road was rugged. The more the Taoist and his brothers walked down the mountain, the steeper and difficult to walk. In the end, there were only a few who could persevere. Among them were the little Taoist priests."

Ling Zhen sat down and said.

"After all, for him, after learning real kung fu, he may be able to prove that his master's former love is correct."

The children were confused and ignorant, but they could all hear the nostalgia and sadness in these words.

At this time, Ling Zhen sighed: "Later, the master passed away, and the little Taoist priest was gradually pulled down by the eldest brother because he had no talent for martial arts. His kung fu was even more negligent. Later, one day when he went down the mountain to purchase, he met a girl. The girl made the little Taoist priest want to return to secular life, and then they got married and had children."

"What's the ending?" The children beside him were fascinated by the hearing and quickly urged him. Uncle Ling Zhen was a little good at out of context.

"Hahaha, listen to me, the ending of this story." Ling Zhen looked at his daughter with soft eyes and said, "Of course, this Taoist priest has returned to secular life and got married and had children."

"What about the agreement with the gods? Didn't the gods say that if you want to learn his kung fu, you must have the country and the country and the people?"

After hearing this, Ling Zhen felt a little tingling, helpless and ashamed.

"So that little Taoist priest has never taken the kung fu he learned over the years. He is ashamed of what he learned. Unless... unless his family is threatened, or encounters a gangster and bad guy by chance, he will never use his kung fu."

Ling Zhen also felt that he was inappropriate and got the immortal to teach the true immortal martial arts, but he turned it into this way.

I am ashamed of the martial arts of the immortals.

But even if he is given another choice, Ling Zhen will still choose to live like now, rather than go out and have a life. He has family, daughter and wife.

At this moment, Ling Jingzi suddenly thought of something and said.

"Dad, I have something to tell you."

"Um?"

"Warn."

"OK."

Ling Zhen leaned over.

Ling Jingzi leaned against Ling Zhen's ear and said in his grandmother's voice.

"Just just now, the muscle uncle asked me to tell you that the little family is the whole family, everyone is the country, and protecting the little family is also the everyone..."
Chapter completed!