My Attributes Cultivation Life

Chapter 44 It's hard to say goodbye when we meet (Part 2)

Qinghe Palace.

Zhang Xuan's attic.

When Zhang Rongfang came downstairs, two handyman disciples happened to be cleaning the attic.

Piles of sundries and rubbish were swept out and piled up in the open space on the right.

The sun was shining, and the ground in front of the door was a bright grayish-yellow, and even a root of grass could not be seen.

Some weeds can still be found in the gaps between the floor tiles in other places, but the master here

Zhang Rongfang was speechless, he didn't even need to think about it, it must be the master's obsessive-compulsive disorder, who asked someone to pull it out.

He stepped forward, and the two handyman disciples hurriedly bowed their hands to salute him.

When he reached the gate, he was about to step in.

"etc!!"

Suddenly master Zhang Xuan sternly shouted.

Zhang Rongfang had already raised one foot, hanging in the air, looking at his master Zhang Xuan who was trotting from inside the building with a stunned expression.

"Master, what is this?"

"Take off your boots! I just dragged this place, don't let me get it dirty!" Zhang Xuan pointed to the clean as new ground and said solemnly.

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Speechless, Zhang Rongfang put on wooden slippers and was allowed to go in.

The two came to the tea room on the second floor one after the other.

A pot of scented tea is steaming on the charcoal stove.

The two sat down facing each other, Zhang Xuan picked up an apple from the wooden tray beside him, and peeled it carefully with a knife.

"Why do you come here twice a day, boy? If you are stationed below, you will be stationed honestly."

"No, master, this disciple just got the news that three members of the Mi Gang are missing, and one of them is Chen Wuyou's father, Chen Zhihan." Zhang Rongfang said in a deep voice.

"And then?" Zhang Xuan's face was cold, "It's none of your business with him, just take care of yourself and it's over."

"Yes..." Zhang Rongfang still wanted to ask.

"Okay, okay, if it's such a trivial matter, go back quickly, don't talk about it all day long."

Zhang Xuan waved his hand.

Zhang Rongfang was helpless, and became more and more convinced that the master must know something.

But since the master didn't want to say it, he couldn't help it either.

"Okay. Another disciple has one more matter." He said seriously.

"explain."

"I have a feeling in my heart recently, and I suspect that the limit is about to be broken. But what is the limit? I also ask the master to give pointers." Zhang Rongfang bowed his head slightly.

"Entertainment?" Zhang Xuan hissed, his hands were scalded by the water, and he looked up at his new disciple.

He pursed his lips and thought for a while.

"Breakthrough, to put it bluntly, is actually just a very simple state of the human body."

He took a wooden spoon, scooped some tea lightly, and drew a circle on the stone table beside him.

"This is the normal state of a person. Your strength, speed, endurance, and mind all have such a big circle. It is the scope."

"The edge of the circle is the limit of the human body. And breaking the limit is"

He stroked the edge of the circle with his spoon.

Suddenly there was a gap in the circle.

"It is to break the circle and make people hurt."

"Injured?" Zhang Rongfang recalled the theory of kinematics in his previous life. Thanks to the information explosion, although he is not a regular exerciser, he has seen a little bit of this kind of statement in some messy articles.

"Well, after being injured, the human body will want to repair and heal the wound. In order to prevent this position from being injured again next time, the human body will add a little more repair to this position."

Zhang Xuan spoke plainly.

"So, the original circle, because of the injury, has an extra bag."

He drew a bulge at the opening of the circle.

"When you have more bags, the whole circle will become bigger. It will completely break through the limit."

Soon, with the smearing of the spoon, the original circle became significantly larger than before.

There are many packages around, all linked together to form a larger circle.

"That's it."

Zhang Xuan stopped his spoon and looked up at Zhang Rongfang.

"So, martial arts, basically, when they reach forty, they will drop rapidly. Unless there is a school like ours with literary and health-preserving exercises. Because practicing martial arts itself is a process of continuous injury and healing."

"Understood." Zhang Rongfang nodded. He thought back to when he was running by himself in his previous life.

When running to the limit, as long as you persist and break through a limit, you will be a little easier and you can run another distance.

Isn't this the same reason as breaking the limit in front of you?

Constantly breaking through the limit, and the number of times, fixed that state and became the norm.

This is what is called breaking the limit.

"So? When do you think you will be able to enter the product?" Zhang Xuan said. Start by cutting the peeled apples into slices with a knife, arrange them into a flower shape, and put them on the wooden tray.

"The disciple should have already entered the product." Zhang Rongfang replied.

Entering the product at this time should not be too abrupt.

"Amount..." Zhang Xuan raised his head in astonishment, and the apple in his hand was tilted. "One product a year and two months. Yes!"

He slapped Zhang Rongfang on the shoulder.

"Not bad, you are really good." Zhang Xuan showed a satisfied smile.

In this world, the latent plan is going well, the son is also engaged, and the in-laws are all good people. The apprentice also strives for success, and has been admitted for more than a year.

These days are really looking forward to more and more.

"Since you have become a product, I should give you a reward as a teacher. Seeing that your body shape has changed significantly recently, I guess you are coming soon. I didn't expect it to be earlier than I expected."

He stood up.

"Come with me."

"Master, this apple?" Zhang Rongfang looked at the arranged apples. What are you doing if you don't eat after everything is cut?

"Don't move! That's not what you eat now." Zhang Xuan quickly turned around and raised his hand.

"Master, don't eat this now, it will be dark in a while, when do you plan to eat it?" Zhang Rongfang blinked.

"When will you eat it?" Zhang Xuan withdrew his hand, "I haven't thought about it. Don't you think this apple blossom is complete? Do you have the heart to destroy such a perfect formation?"

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Zhang Rongfang was speechless.

"You can't stop eating, right?" He didn't understand the master's brain circuit.

"It's not that I don't want to eat." Zhang Xuan said lightly, "When fate comes, I will naturally eat."

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Zhang Rongfang felt that he was not so serious when he came here before. Why has it become more and more serious recently?

Brother know?

"Follow me." Zhang Xuan said no more, turned and left the room, and walked towards the corner of the second floor.

Zhang Rongfang quickly followed.

The two slowly came to an iron door with a big lock.

Unlock the door and enter.

Inside is a wooden box half the height of a person. Dozens of boxes are stacked against the wall, almost filling the floor of the room.

After Zhang Xuan went in, he jumped between the boxes and searched for a while.

"Didn't you say before that you were worried that you would not be able to fight with your bare hands if you encountered a master of weapons?" Zhang Xuan quickly stopped in front of a box, bent down, stretched out his hand to press the lid of the box, and lifted it up.

Kaka.

There were two sounds of something breaking, the lid of the box fell to the ground, and it was completely separated

"So I just sorted out the house. Got this old thing out."

Zhang Xuan stretched out his hand, grabbed something from the box, and pulled it out.

Clang!

There was a sound of metal friction.

In his hand, there was an extra gray and black round wheel that was as long as an arm and wide.

The round wheel has sharp edges with knife-edged serrations and a grip handle inside. It's all metal.

Judging by its thickness, it is as thick as a baby's fist.

"This is a weapon used by an old friend of mine. Don't worry, my Taoism has the privilege of allowing weapons."

Zhang Xuan grabbed it with one hand and walked in front of Zhang Rong.

"Since you have entered the product, this weapon will be given to you as the first apprenticeship gift for you as a teacher."

He held the wheel with both hands, and handed it to Zhang Rongfang in a flat position.

Zhang Rongfang stretched out his hand, held the handle on the inside of the round wheel, and looked at it carefully.

There are obvious signs of wear on the edge of the round wheel, and the inscriptions on the wheel body can be seen faintly, but because of excessive wear, the meaning can no longer be seen clearly.

The position of the handle is made of a non-slip sleeve with non-slip thin lines and leather.

When taking over, Zhang Rongfang felt his hands sink.

The wheel was heavier than he had imagined, at least twenty kilograms or more.

"What's its name?"

"I didn't use it. How do I know that this wheel is used for the wish wheel. That's why I keep it." Zhang Xuan said casually.

Zhang Rongfang picked it up with one hand, placed it in front of his eyes, and touched every detail of the round wheel inch by inch.

The wheels don't seem to be made of pure iron, but also mixed with other metal components, with a hint of copper in the black.

Soon, on the inside of the wheel, near the handle, he felt two words: meet.

"Then it's called meeting." Zhang Rongfang waved it lightly, and the sharp serrations made a whistling sound in the air.

It is conceivable how much damage it will cause the opponent when it swipes across the enemy.

"It seems to be called meeting." Zhang Xuan nodded at the side, "Also, I will teach you the accompanying wishing exercises when I have time."

"Master, didn't you say that there are not many people in the Qinghe Palace?"

"Did I tell you that I am one of those people?" Zhang Xuan sneered and squeezed his beard.

"Master, please advise." Zhang Rongfang cupped his hands.

"Let's go, since you are in such a hurry, let's try your current strength and see if you can play."

The two went downstairs, changed their shoes and walked to the backyard.

Zhang Xuan took the round wheel and waved it lightly a few times.

"When I first got this wheel, I wanted to try it out, but it's not something ordinary people can do if I don't have enough strength to hold it in my hands and play around with it.

I can do it, but I get tired too easily. Not worth it. "

He raised the round wheel and turned it lightly, and the wheel started to spin rapidly.

The serrated blade on its edge also turned into a dangerous cutting edge under the rapid rotation.

"This weapon is set up by my Taoist guardian. The name of the round wheel should be called the wish wheel.

Because its design is too cruel, in order to curb the abuse of this weapon, all people who learn the wish wheel, when they get their own weapons, must make a wish of their own and engrave it on the wheel.

In order to show that he was not killing innocent people indiscriminately, but was forced to use this weapon for his own wishes. "

"Now, if you want to learn Wishing Law, let me ask you, what is your wish? Why do you want to learn it?"

Under the sun, Zhang Xuan's face became solemn, and he looked at Zhang Rongfang.

"My wish." Zhang Rongfang paused.

"I just" he looked up. "I don't want anyone to get hurt because of me."

The people here actually included himself.

"Then its name shouldn't be called meeting." Zhang Xuan narrowed his eyes and said.

"And it should be called Lishang."