Chapter 30: Apprenticing

Li Yi entered the illusion time at this moment.

Many strange thoughts popped up in his mind. He had experienced too many bizarre things now, and for a while, he doubted the authenticity of all this. He even felt whether he was possessed by a ghost, and everything happening in front of him was an illusion?

Zhao Ge saw Li Yi standing still in place, and immediately coughed lightly twice: "Li Mengde, could it be that you think I, Zhao Ge, am not qualified to be your master?"

Li Mengde?

Who is this.

Oh, remembered.

Meng De is actually me.

Li Yi immediately interrupted the illusion time and hurriedly replied: "Uncle Zhao, there is no such thing. You saved my life, I am very grateful in my heart. More importantly, Uncle Zhao, you want to accept me as an apprentice, which is even more for my own good. I can't repay you in time, so how could I feel that Uncle Zhao is not qualified to be my master? It's just that I have some personal reasons, so I hesitated."

Hearing this, Zhao Ge immediately reacted. He patted his forehead: "I almost forgot. You are from the Ghost Street, and your clothing and attire are completely different from ours. I think you are not from our Xinzhou. You should be unable to let go of your own affairs and are still thinking about how to go back, right?"

"My parents are in a coma due to some reasons and have been bedridden for six years. They are still waiting for me to take care of them. I cannot leave home for too long, otherwise my parents will be starved to death at home, so I must find a way to leave the Ghost Street and return home." Li Yi said seriously.

"I didn't expect it to be a bitter person. It's rare that you have this filial piety. I can't force people to do things." Zhao Ge sighed.

He originally thought about taking Li Yi back to his martial arts school after this Ghost Street trip ended, teaching martial arts and inheriting his mantle. Although Li Yi's identity was unknown, it didn't matter to him. Such talent was enough to pour everything into cultivating, so he was excited for a while and ignored Li Yi's worries.

However, filial piety comes first. If you force people to do things, then it is your own fault.

However, watching such a peerless piece of jade slip from his hands, Zhao Ge felt it was a pity. Maybe he would toss and turn at night for a few days after he went back, and even at the end of his life, he would still be thinking about this matter, so that he would regret it for the rest of his life.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ge said again: "We can meet on the Ghost Street, it is a great fate. Although this separation might mean we will never meet again in this life, I still can't bear to see such talent buried. I still want to accept you as an apprentice, but I won't force you. If you don't want to, then forget it."

The words of the savior had reached this point. If Li Yi refused again, it would be a bit ungrateful.

He knelt down immediately, and his flexible brain immediately thought of a set of online rhetoric, and said immediately: "Yi, drifting for half a life, only hating not meeting a wise teacher. Today, meeting Uncle Zhao not abandoning, Yi is willing to apprentice, from now on, one day as a teacher, lifelong as a father, if this word is violated, heaven will punish and earth will destroy."

After speaking, Li Yi immediately kowtowed three times.

Secretly thinking in his heart, should his rhetoric and etiquette be okay?

After all, apprenticeships in TV dramas are all like this.

Zhao Ge, who was a martial artist, was stunned for a moment, and then excited tears came out. He hurriedly stretched out his slightly trembling hand to help Li Yi up, and hurriedly said: "Good, good, good apprentice, get up quickly. You child is too upright, how can you make such a heavy oath? We are all one family from now on, don't be so distant when speaking."

In Zhao Ge's view, this is not apprenticing at all, it is simply recognizing a father. The etiquette is too heavy.

Because in Zhao Ge's world, apprenticing does not require kowtowing, just respecting tea, and making an oath is a very cautious thing, because people who violate the oath will suffer evil retribution.

So an apprentice can kowtow when apprenticing, which means recognizing you as a foster father. If you make an oath again, it means you can never violate it in your life, and the more accomplished the martial artist, the more severely they are bound by the oath.

So when kowtowing to apprentice and making an oath are added together, and the master accepts this gift, then the weight of this apprentice is even heavier than a biological son, and even after the master dies, this apprentice can inherit the family business like a biological son.

What's more, Li Yi's sentence 'one day as a teacher, lifelong as a father' simply gave Zhao Ge a surprise like getting a son in his old age.

Li Yi couldn't understand Zhao Ge's mood at this moment. He only felt that Zhao Ge saved his life, and it was reasonable for him to kowtow a few times to him. After all, he might not have the chance to repay others in the future, and agreeing to apprentice was just to satisfy Zhao Ge's wish.

Zhao Qian, who was on the side, was also happy in her heart when she saw this scene. She felt much more intimate when she looked at Li Yi, as if he were an elder brother she hadn't seen for many years.

"Father, don't just be happy. We don't have much time to stay on the Ghost Street. During this time, we still have many things to do, we can't waste time anymore." Zhao Qian saw her father grabbing Li Yi's arm, excited for a long time before reminding him.

Zhao Ge finally woke up. He looked at the soul-attracting incense, but saw that the soul-attracting incense had burned more than half, and it would burn out in at most one hour. At that time, he had to leave the Ghost Street in advance, and this good apprentice he had just accepted could only be forced to separate.

"It's a pity, time is insufficient. Our master and apprentice have deep fate but shallow points. During this time, master will try his best to teach you the essence of martial arts. Meng De, learn as much as you can."

Zhao Ge noticed the time, and then was anxious to pace in place. What to teach Li Yi?

Kung fu to temper muscles and bones, and polish blood?

No, it won't work.

Time is too short. If you don't teach it completely, you will mislead the apprentice and lead people astray.

The secret of holding blood and energy entering the acupoints?

Still won't work. The apprentice hasn't even entered the door, teaching it is useless.

Watching time pass bit by bit made Zhao Ge, a martial artist who holds blood and energy, sweat with anxiety.

Zhao Qian is a smart girl. She saw her father's difficulty and urgency, and immediately reminded: "Father, teach Yi brother to punch, let Yi brother practice strength with punches, and when the strength is sufficient in the future, the foundation will be stable, maybe one day he will enter the acupoints."

"How can this work? Without blood and energy support, the fist strength cannot be hit, and it is easy to have insufficient strength and useless strength." Zhao Ge retorted subconsciously.

Practice punches first practice energy, practice energy first nourish blood, blood and energy, blood and energy, is the foundation of martial artists.

Li Yi is a novice who knows nothing, can't temper blood and energy, can't hold the fist frame, and is a flower frame in life-and-death fighting, useless.

Zhao Qian said: "Father, don't forget, Yi brother has natural divine strength and a strong physique. Even if he can't temper blood and energy, he is enough to practice punches by himself. If there is a chance to meet on the Ghost Street in the future, it will not be too late to teach Yi brother the kung fu of tempering blood and energy."

Being told this, Zhao Ge was immediately awakened.

【Garbled text】

"Right, right, right, ordinary people practice martial arts first hit the foundation, then practice punches, Meng De dragon tendon and tiger bone, natural divine strength, the foundation itself is majestic, such a foundation is enough to support him to practice fist strength. Good, just teach punches."

Zhao Ge's mind converged, his footsteps stopped suddenly, and then he looked at Li Yi: "Meng De, are you willing to learn punches?"

"Whatever master teaches, I will learn." Li Yi said.

"Good child." Zhao Ge was moved again. This child really trusts himself so much. It seems that the oath just now is indeed not fake.

One day as a teacher, lifelong as a father.

How can a child doubt his parents.

But time is tight now, Zhao Ge has no time to preach, he immediately said: "Practice punches, practice punches, first you have to practice. I will let you see fist strength first, and then teach you how to stand on a stake and touch strength."

Subsequently, he looked left and right, and picked up a stool.

With his hand as a knife, he shaved off the wooden legs of the stool, leaving only a thick wooden board.

"Watch carefully." After Zhao Ge finished speaking, he threw this wooden board out, and then raised his hand and punched.

Bang!

A dull explosion.

Surprisingly, this wooden board did not fly out, nor did it crack, but stuck to Zhao Ge's fist.

This situation simply violates common sense.

Zhao Ge took the wooden board off his fist at this moment, but saw a clear fist print left on the wooden board: "This is fist strength. Ordinary people punch, this wooden board will either fly out or crack. This is because their strength is scattered. Martial artists who practice punches are different. Their energy is twisted into a rope, gathered and not scattered. The strength of a punch is like this."

"If the master's punch advances another inch, this wooden board will be easily penetrated. Such strength, the enemy cannot unload, and one strike can be fatal."

While demonstrating, he also explained seriously, and explained the essence in three or two sentences.

This is true transmission.

"Amazing." Li Yi opened his eyes wide at this moment, feeling mind-boggling.

Although this punch looks simple, it is extremely profound.

"Meng De, although you have divine strength, your strength is scattered and useless, because your skin, muscles, and bones have not been practiced as one. But it doesn't matter, I teach you to punch is to mobilize the strength of your whole body. As long as you practice it, whether it is punches or legs, it is all connected."

"Look at my fist frame."

Subsequently, Zhao Ge stood there in a slightly squatting posture, raised his arms and clenched his fists, his body seemingly loose, but ready to go, somewhat miraculous.

"Strength rises from the ground, feet, knees, waist, spine dragon, arms, elbows, and finally to the fist, feel the strength transmitted layer by layer, and finally erupt in an instant, your fist strength will be formed."

"Start learning now."

Subsequently, Zhao Ge finished his work and signaled Li Yi to start learning.

Li Yi practiced evolution, and his memory was improved after opening the Spirit Medium. After thinking about it with his eyes closed, he immediately learned Zhao Ge's fist frame.

"No, your waist is too crooked. When you exert force, your waist bone will be damaged. If it takes a long time, the bones here will definitely leave hidden injuries. If you are old and your blood and energy are weak, your lower body will be paralyzed."

"The knees here should be straighter, otherwise the strength won't go up."

"Raise the fist a little higher, otherwise the punch won't be straight, and it's easy to hit crooked."

Zhao Ge immediately checked out Li Yi's various defects and problems, and then directly helped Li Yi straighten the fist frame.

Such personal teaching is worth months of hard practice for others.

Li Yi learned fast and adjusted fast.

In less than three minutes, his fist frame was almost the same as Zhao Ge's.

"Good, the fist frame is no problem, keep this posture, let the body remember." Zhao Ge looked at Li Yi, with a complex look in his eyes.

No matter how good the talent is, it needs time to temper, right? Although Li Yi stood up the fist frame under his guidance this time, next time without his guidance, this fist frame would immediately collapse, and Li Yi himself didn't know where the wrong place was.

If you learn it wrong, practicing punches will practice a body of illness.

Finally, you can only rely on a strong physique to resist.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ge felt guilty in his heart. Is this teaching an apprentice, or harming an apprentice?

"Master, how long should this posture be kept?" After a few more minutes, Li Yi asked curiously.

Zhao Ge came back to his senses and immediately said: "If time is not urgent, you can stand as long as you can. But now, master doesn't know how long you should stand, you have to rely on your feeling, you must feel that your body remembers this state."

"But it can't exceed half an hour at most, master only has this much time to teach you."

Li Yi scratched his head and said: "Is that so."

"Meng De, why did you close the fist frame?" Zhao Ge stared suddenly: "With such a little time, your body can't remember, and all previous efforts are wasted."

"Sorry, master, didn't pay attention, I'll continue." Li Yi's body sank, and he stood up the fist frame again.

But Zhao Ge's eyes shrank at this moment.

Li Yi's fist frame perfectly copied the previous state at this moment, standing steady, without any difference.

This, this is the body already remembered?

What a joke.

A layman who hasn't even tempered his muscles and bones, can stand up the fist frame in a short moment? *** ### Chapter 31: A Fist Master Who Practiced for One Hour