The Great Tao Chronicle

The forum suddenly became lively, and the post was quickly upvoted just a minute after it was posted, and the reply was so fast that people were overwhelmed.

"Who will take over this task?"

An Qisheng was also a little curious.

The task acceptance on the Law Enforcer Forum is completely anonymous. Unless you reveal it yourself, no one will know who took the task.

He kept flipping through the posts. There were all kinds of guesses in the post. Some guessed it was a god-level grandmaster, and some guessed it was a military expert.

"It seems that there is no conclusion."

An Qisheng shook his head and exited the post, flipping through the tasks one by one.

Law enforcement warriors are worthy of being dubbed the existence of the six doors. The task of this forum is not only to hunt down wanted people, look at past task records, and even have official tasks such as rescue and disaster relief, protection of key personnel, and anti-criminal and evil.

Of course, there is also the personal task of finding a sparring partner.

As long as you have points, it is not impossible to find a person who can transform Jin to practice Jin.

On this forum, points are more useful than money.

Unfortunately, the task is not easy to complete, An Qisheng just wrote down the above information, and then browsed some uploaded videos on the forum.

These videos are all popular martial arts. They don't contain true traditions, but there are also some hidden tricks. The fees are not points, but big profound coins.

Any boxing technique has its own uniqueness. An Qisheng immersed himself in it and gained a lot.

Drop drop~

At this time, there was a message in the forum's personal center.

An Qisheng clicked on it, and it was a message that the points had been credited.

"Ok?"

An Qisheng glanced at the remarks, and it was Wang Zhixuan who issued him a separate task:

"Teach Wang Anfeng the essence of Bajiquan, the task time is three months (three hundred points, the reward has been paid

"This woman..."

An Qisheng shook his head, the woman was urging him to go to the magic capital.

There was no way to refund the points, An Qisheng was not hypocritical, he just accepted the points and bought a few bottles of Nei Zhuang wine.

"It's New Year's Eve dinner!"

Time lingered in the middle of the night. In the living room, Mother An shouted.

"understood."

An Qisheng closed the computer.

In the living room, there was a New Year's Eve party on the TV. Mother An was busy with all kinds of delicious food, and Father An brought out the good wine from her collection.

Compared with the gloomy cloud after An Qi became ill last year, this year's atmosphere is much better.

"Come on, let's have two drinks."

An Jianzhong beckoned and poured An Qisheng a glass of wine.

"My son is not in good health, do you dare to let him drink?"

Mother An glared.

"It's okay to have two drinks, Mom."

An Qisheng smiled, sat down, and drank with Father An.

Over the past year, An's father has been under no less pressure than An's mother.

This time, I drank a little too much.

An Qisheng only drank two or three cups, he was already very drunk, and lay on the sofa and slept soundly.

"Just know how to drink!"

An mother pinched her husband angrily and called An Qisheng to help him into the bedroom together.

An Jianzhong was 1.9 meters tall and weighed 200 jins. It was impossible for her to help him in by herself.

An Qisheng went back to his bedroom after watching the New Year's Eve party with his mother.

Taking off his clothes and going to bed, he closed his eyes and fell asleep, realizing Wang Honglin's state of holding the pill.

Comprehension is not achieved overnight, and he cannot directly grasp the essence of holding pills in one step, but daily insights can always allow him to get more things.

After comprehending the boxing technique of Grandmaster Baodan, it is more of a suggestion to him. Some things that he didn't understand in the previous practice, he gradually understood and mastered it.

At three o'clock in the morning the next day, An's father and An's mother in the next room had already started dressing and washing.

It is Xingcheng's habit to pay New Year's greetings on the first day of the new year.

After his parents went out, An Qisheng also got up. In these days, he has developed a routine.

After washing up, he walked down the yard and started his morning exercise under the light of the snow.

The saying in the martial arts world that one day one day is practiced, and one day does not practice Hundred Days Sky is a bit exaggerated, but it also shows that the key to martial arts practice is diligent practice.

Phew!

Phew!

The fist wind howls.

In the snowy light of Yingying, on the bluestone slab, his feet did not leave the ground, like wading in muddy water, his body was loose, his spirit was soothing, and he slowly practiced the eight-pole small frame.

The Baji Small Frame is where the essence of the Baji lies. The big frame is the child, and the small frame is the mother.

Divide them into singles, and combine them into doubles. The form is two, but the reality is one, and the combination is called the eight poles.

If someone who knows martial arts is watching, you can see that An Qisheng's movement, boxing, and walking are all straight characters.

Its body is the center, its fist is the center, the step is the center, and the strike is the center!

With me as the center, open the eight poles of the fist!

Snapped!

After a few punches, An Qisheng suddenly stomped his feet, turned his elbows, and combined force, punched like a gun, stirred the air, and made a sound like a firecracker!

"Huh!"

With a punch, An Qisheng was sweating all over his body, he slowly exhaled and closed his fist, an unspeakable soundness filled his body.

Ming Jin, he had it for a long time, but after he got sick, he couldn't make this sound again.

Now that it is played, it means that his body has recovered to a year ago.

"After raising it for nearly two months, I finally made up for the one-year deficit."

An Qisheng stood in the snow, with ripples in his heart.

The illness came like a mountain, and the illness went away like a thread. This year, he was weak and almost all his bones were empty. He made up for it in two months.

He raised his head slightly, just as the morning light broke, and the sky was getting brighter.

A new year begins, and a new life begins.

......

On the outskirts of Xingcheng, in An Qisheng's villa.

clap clap~

A tall man rubbed the medicinal wine, and slapped An Qisheng's shoulders with his thick palms one after another.

The man was strong and strong with his hands. An Qisheng was lying on the bed, and he could feel the heat flowing between his shoulders and back.

"Brother Liu's craftsmanship is truly unparalleled."

After a while, An Qisheng put on his clothes, tsk tsk admiration.

"I just ate it with this hand~www.wuxiahere.com~ Liu Xian was sitting on the sofa, with a complacent look on his face: "Bone-setting, bone-setting, massage and acupuncture, I, Liu Xian, can count in Daxuan. "

"It's not cheap either, 100 points."

An Qisheng pretended to sigh.

Liu Xian, the massage master he invited from Xuanjing at the price of 100 points for two months after he started to practice iron cloth shirts.

"One hundred points for an iron shirt is already a good deal. Although my medicinal wine is expensive, it's worth it."

Liu Xian smiled and was a little surprised.

It is not so easy to get started with such hard skills as iron cloth shirts. It takes more than half a year for ordinary people to be assisted by medicinal wine.

And this An Qisheng's iron shirt seems to be more than just getting started.

"That's true. Unfortunately, points are too rare."

An Qisheng sighed.

The three hundred points that Wang Zhixuan gave away, he spent more than two months.

"Points can't help but spend! It would be great if money could be exchanged for points."

This sentence touched Liu Xian. He is worth hundreds of millions. If it wasn't for the points, how could he have come to Xingcheng to give An Qisheng a massage for two months?

"It's getting late, I have to rush back to Xuanjing, so I'll take my leave."

With a sigh, Liu Xian got up and said goodbye:

"Next time I come to Xuanjing, my brother will be the host and treat you well."

"Brother Liu is too polite."

An Qisheng got up to see him off, and watched Liu Xian drive away before turning around.

Dudu~

Before entering the living room, An Qisheng's cell phone rang.

"Junior An, where is your home? I'm here in Xingcheng!"

As soon as the answer button was pressed, Wang Anfeng's anxious roar came from the other end of the phone.

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