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"This is good. The chapters are updated the fastest," Bi Xia said happily. In fact, he was also going to ask Chen Zhaohui for inquiries. The Three Emperors' Boxing, which this guy taught, was extremely powerful and was made by famous masters. There are many boxing schools in Cangzhou. The famous master is a martial arts hometown in China. The old man of the second son has some connections. If you have the chance, you can also meet some boxers in Xiangjiang. For this, you need to ask Director Wen and Brother Hu.

After coming out of Chen Shaonan, Bi Xia took half of the notes slowly. When he went back in the evening, Bi Xia hung up a phone call for Chen Zhaohui: "Second, let me ask you about something, are there any old boxers there?"

"Yes, brother, why are you asking about this? Do you want to learn from a master? We have many advanced Bajiquan masters, and there are also some who can cut their hair, but it seems that they can't beat you." Chen Zhaohui said silly.

"Go to you, what kind of teacher do I still have? I have that skill? I just want to visit me. There is a work that I want to consult with the masters for some information." Bi Xia said.

"What kind of boxer do you want? If it is a northern boxing technique, we have quite a lot of them, and there are also southern boxers, but they are not powerful. Oh, there is also an old man who is a real master, over 90 years old. Yes, he is quite strong, but he is a boxing master. I heard that he was from the Guangdong-Guangdong-Guangzhou National Museum in the Republic of China, and he is old." Chen Zhaohui said.

"Really?" Bi Xia was shocked when she heard this. This was absolutely awesome. She hurriedly said: "Tomorrow, I will drive over to pick you up, and we will go directly."

The next day, Bi Xia drove Chen Zhaohui and ran directly to Cangzhou.

"Hello, old man, I am my second son's friend." In a small courtyard in rural Cangzhou, Bi Xia and Chen Zhaohui walked into a somewhat old courtyard with some fruit gifts. Although the courtyard was old, it was not dilapidated. It was clean, and two willows planted at the door, with an indescribable smell.

It was already afternoon when I arrived at the old man, and the capital was not far from Hebei. Bixia and the others set off at around 6 o'clock and arrived here at around 9 o'clock. In the morning, he visited many martial arts masters, and Cangzhou was called the hometown of martial arts. It doesn't make sense. There are too many boxing techniques here, including North and South Fist, and even the rare mantis fist can be found. The Chen Tai Chi Hall, which is known throughout the country, is also in Cangzhou.

Bi Xia is easily accepted by these masters with his reputation as a nationally renowned director. Knowing Bi Xia's purpose, these old boxers are very happy. There is such a nationally renowned star. The great director wants to do something for martial arts, so that they can Glad. You should know that Bi Xia uses the reason why she wants to write a book for boxing. She may make another movie, so how can they be unhappy? In addition, Bi Xia does not want to spy on the secrets of their martial arts, she just If you understand something, you will naturally know everything.

When we learned that Bi Xia had obtained the true teachings of Bajiquan and Pi Guquan, these old boxers even tried to work with Bi Xia, and they all stopped. Bi Xia's boxing skills were affirmed by these boxers, which made Bi Xia go all the way. They all smiled.

However, the journey was smooth and after coming to this martial arts master who had experienced the Republic of China, he was beheaded in half.

"Do you want to make a movie about Chinese martial arts? You can't make it!" The old man was very open-minded. Although he was in his 90s and looked like a Taoist fairy-like style, he was ruthlessly attacked by the old man after Bi Xia came everywhere.

"Why?" Not only Bi Xia was stunned, but even Chen Zhaohui asked, "Grandpa, you have grown up watching me. You always believe me if I say something. Brother Xia made a good movie, and he also fisted.

I also practiced well, and I really wanted to do something for us who practice boxing."

No one in the village knows what the old man's surname is. Anyway, Chen Zhaohui and others call him grandpa, and many of the boxing practices in the village are his disciples. "You little monkey, grandpa doesn't doubt this guy. I can see that

He practiced boxing, except for practicing boxing, he practiced a very advanced breathing skill. Now he is not often good at skill, and it will not be common in the Republic of China." Grandpa said with sighing:

"Kung Fu, Kung Fu, what is Kung Fu? When talking about Kung Fu, you have to talk about the world of the world. When talking about the world of the world, you have to talk about the rules of the world of the world. These are all connected. If you don't understand the world of the world and the rules of the world, you can't talk about boxers.

Without effort, it’s not enough, it’s not enough!" The old man took a sip of dry tobacco and looked far away.

Bi Xia saw nostalgia in his turbid eyes and saw deep nostalgia.

"Old man, tell me what the world is. Everyone talks about the world, but no one knows what the world is." Bi Xia did not care about his image at all, so he moved a short footstool, sat down, and clicked a single

Smoke, listen to the memories of the elderly.

"What is the Jianghu? Jianghu is a rule and a kind of inheritance. Now that the inheritance is broken, the Jianghu will be gone!" The old man was not very talkative, but Bi Xia heard a strong sense of dissatisfaction from his voice.

Abandon.

Since Bi Xia entered the door, he has heard "rules" twice from the old man. The world is the rules. This is a brand new saying. Unlike the other novels, "Where there are people, there is a world of martial arts." The old man is more

Pay attention to rules and inheritance.

Thinking of the way in "The Grandmaster", modern people cannot understand how many things are handled at all. Why does Gong Er have to enter the Tao to take revenge? Because of the rules. Without rules, you cannot make a square. This is the world, and there are rules everywhere.

For a time, Bi Xia had a deep understanding of "The Grandmaster".

He said, "Old man, I really want to do something for our martial arts. I don't understand the world, but I can learn it. You said, I remember it, and then tell everyone, tell others, this is the world,

This is martial arts, how about it?”

The old man looked up and stared at Bi Xia. Bi Xia also looked straight, with a open heart. After a long time, the old man said, "I have no culture, and I am not like you. I will tell you what I have seen, what I have heard, what I am like in the world.

, you understand it yourself."

For a time, there was only the old man in this courtyard. He talked about Ip Man, the third aunt, and many admirable people and things in Foshan.

With his voice, Bi Xia seemed to have experienced that stormy but exciting era. People in the world, people in the world, all kinds of people, and all kinds of things...

It was already past seven o'clock in the evening when Bi Xia stayed with the old man for a meal, and it was light and delicious. When he came out, he took a deep breath of cigarettes and wanted to put them in.

The idea of ​​telling the story of Jianghu and martial arts is even stronger.

"Second son, go back and find a master to practice Baji. If you have the foundation, practice quickly." Bi Xia said to Chen Zhaohui.

"Hey, okay!" Chen Zhaohui didn't ask much. He knew that there must be a reason for Bi Xia to say this. He vaguely felt that Brother Xia was going to let him make a movie. It was Brother Xia's movie. He was very happy. This road was Bi Xia.

He was looking for Bi Xia’s call for help, and now he has been waiting.

In the next month, Bixia traveled around Cangzhou, western Ganzhou, Foshan and other places to visit famous boxing masters and listen to their understanding and stories of boxing. For the world, this strange name gradually became

Three-dimensional...(To be continued...)