Market for another half month, then changed his original plan and instead of going to the Ancient Immortal Battlefield, he returned to his sect, Shaohua Mountain.Huilongguan Alley had a few more trans...Qin Sang fell silent, touched his chest, and stared intently at Bai Jianglan's eyes. "Big Brother Bai," he said, "you haven't said yet, if I start learning martial arts now, will I be able to master it"

Bai Jianglan was a little surprised and smiled, "What do you think it means to have learned"

Qin Sang tentatively asked, "You refined inner strength"

Bai Jianglan shook his head. "It's difficult!"

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Qin Sang thought of the scene where Bai Jianglan had insisted on keeping him, and said, "Then, can we kill the wicked bandits"

"Bandits also have skilled fighters, but..."

Bai Jianglan's expression moved slightly, "It's rare that you have this heart. If you really want to learn, I can teach you a few styles of Fuhu Changquan and give you some self-defense skills. This skill is not some profound martial art, it is the most common fist and foot technique in the martial arts world, and it can also be used with spears and staffs. Generally,鏢師 can perform a few moves."

Qin Sang was overjoyed and knelt down to pay respects. "Qin Sang thanks his master!"

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"Uncouth!"

Bai Jianglan pulled Qin Sang up with a smile. "Sanwu City is just ahead. I can only teach you three moves. In the future, we will be scattered across the martial world, and it will be difficult to meet again. I don't dare to call myself your teacher. We are still brothers. This Fuhua Longquan has ten moves. If you can truly persevere, you can find a鏢局 or martial arts hall to learn the remaining seven moves. But don't underestimate these rudimentary techniques. Even if they are simple, with diligent practice and enough comprehension, they can achieve great things. Legend has it that there was once a prodigy in the martial world who relied on the simplest Luohanquan to cultivate a powerful true energy. Of course, he was the only one."

“Here you go!”

“The first form, Furious Dragon Entering the Sea...”

"The second form, fist technique reaching the heavens..."

The third style, Diamond Subdues the Tiger...

Fuhu Changquan was indeed superficial, especially the first three forms. Bai Jianglan practiced them twice and Qin Sang had memorized the moves and incantations.

When it was Qin Sang's turn to fight, although he could only make gestures because of his leg injury, he understood that there was still a vast world within him, far from as simple as it seemed. The same move, while seemingly identical when performed by him and Bai Jianglan, lacked the true power behind it.

Next comes the process of guiding strength and correcting movements. Fortunately, the first three forms of Fuhu Changquan emphasize arm and fist techniques, utilizing upper body strength and requiring little footwork. Qin Sang's injured leg rests against the ship railing, so for now, he only learns stances and methods of channeling force, which doesn't greatly affect him.

"Focus! Have you ever seen a diamond like that"

“Form is the exterior, power is the interior. If you hit crookedly and use your strength incorrectly, you'll never cultivate inner power in your lifetime!”

When it came to fighting, Bai Jianglan showed no mercy, unleashing insults with ease.

After they finished training, those people gathered around and giggled at the sight. Qin Sang had been hit several times on his back and dared not be distracted again. He practiced all three styles until mealtime.

After the meal, the sun came out and the fog on the river thinned visibly. Suddenly someone at the bow shouted, "Sanwu City has arrived!"

Qin Sang supported the ship's railing and stood up. She saw the mist at the center of the river dissipate into the green mountains, revealing a vast number of boats on the surface of the river, stretching as far as the eye could see. The rays of the rising sun flowed in the river, creating a breathtakingly beautiful scene.

In the center of where ships converged, the shore should be the first ferry crossing. Calling it a ferry crossing, its scale is almost as large as a town; it's several times bigger than the small town where Qin Sanwa worked.

It is hard to imagine what a magnificent city the City of Three Witches is like behind the ferry port!

The sampan moved forward in a low-key manner, and water monkeys sprang onto the bow, waving flags to signal passing boats. When a small boat gently approached, they loudly negotiated the price with the boatman and then turned to shout, "Brother Qin, get off the boat!"

It's time to disembark.

> "Until we meet again!"

Although Qin Sang's time with Bai Jianglan and the others was short, he felt a deep reluctance in his heart. After bidding farewell one by one, he tied a basket to a rope and placed it on the small boat, watching as the large ship sailed away.

The water monkey is still waving from the bow of the boat.

“This is your first time in the Three Witches City, young master”

The small boat was gracefully weaving through the river, slowly approaching the ferry dock. The boatman, an elderly man, saw Qin Sang staring intently at the shore beyond the dock, lost in thought, and so he spoke up.

Qin Sang retracted his gaze and looked at the old man, smiling playfully: "Boatman, my name is Qin, I wouldn't dare to be called a young master. I'm here to look for immortals. With your experience sailing on this river for so many years, have you ever seen any"

The old man burst into laughter. “Brother Qin, don’t tease this old man. I’ve been sailing with my parents since I was eight years old. For over fifty years, I’ve roamed the rivers and lakes, but never seen any immortals. Brother Qin, are you here in Sanwu City for business, to visit relatives and friends, or to find a living This old man has been all over Sanwu City, inside and out. Perhaps I can help you with something.”

“Look at my leg,” Qin Sang raised his injured leg and said with a bitter smile, “I can’t even stand now. I don’t want to think about anything else. I just want to heal my leg first. I don’t know if there are any good doctors at the ferry port. Sir, could you please give me some advice”

"Oh"

The old man looked down carefully at Qin Sang's legs and shook his head. "The Divine Physician is treating important people in the city, so he wouldn't be staying at the ferry landing. It's still thirty miles to Sanwu City... But this old man does know a few old doctors who have some reputation here at the ferry landing. If you trust me, little brother, I can take you there..."

As they spoke, the pier came into view. The ferry was packed with people, a sea of ragged and weary faces, all clamoring and shouting in utter chaos.

Qin Sang was surprised and said, "There are so many people at the ferry crossing"

"Qin, my little brother, you don't know..."

The old man wore a look of pity and sighed, "The ferry hasn't been this busy before. Recently, many refugees have come from the north, saying that the north has suffered a severe drought followed by locust plagues, leaving no grain in their fields. It is said that people are even raising flags and rebelling, with wars breaking out everywhere. They are all poor people who can't survive in their hometowns, so they can only flee south. To be honest, I'm almost sixty years old, and I've seen similar scenes a few times, but never such a situation. It's not just the first ferry crossing, but also the following ones are packed with impoverished people seeking survival. The situation outside Sanwu City is even worse; they say that the new emperor is incompetent..."

The old man suddenly fell silent, giving Qin Sang a sheepish look.

Qin Sang didn't mind, holding onto the ship's railing and observing the dock. As the old man had said, nine out of ten people were thin and poor.

The old man's words were inappropriate, so he quickly changed the subject. "Qin, little brother, speaking of the poor, a sudden thought came to mind. I haven't seen a real immortal, but I heard that there is a living immortal in Qingyang Guan on Cui Ming Mountain!"

Qin Sang let out a surprised "What kind of immortal"

Seeing Qin Sang's attention was indeed drawn over, the old man beamed, “Speaking of this living immortal, his name is well-known in the vicinity. He refers to the abbot of Qingyang Guan, Jixing Daoist. There are many temples and monasteries on Cuiming Mountain, but Qingyang Guan has never been very famous. After this abbot appeared, its fame grew considerably. Speaking of Qingyang Guan's abbot, his most renowned quality is his compassionate heart. They say he's a living immortal, and it isn't an exaggeration at all.”is benefactor, there would be no such chaos," sighed Saint Huiguang. Without hesitation, he lifted out the jade bottle.Taking the vial, he carefully uncorked it. A faint fragrance wafted out. Observi...