"I'm sorry!" Chen Ming refused, "Now, for me, whether it's grandfather, you or the Wudang Sect, you're too unfamiliar with me... Besides, Wuhumen has been kind to me, and after living for the past three years, I have gradually become familiar with you and don't want to leave."

"Is there any kindness?" The old man looked at Li Zhi, who had to tell me some things about Chen Ming before entering the door.

"The Heaven Killing Gate actually hit my grandson with his idea!" The old man heard that Chen Ming was almost abducted and immediately got angry. He didn't care about anything calm and did anything, just like an explosive lion.

At the same time, he was heartbroken. Chen Ming actually chose to work in order not to let the village continue to spend money. What job can a twelve-year-old child find? You can imagine what life he lived in the city during that period.

The subsequent development also made him see something that his grandson was obviously a person who valued love and friendship. He was very pleased with this. After all, there was no discipline from his parents, and few people could be like him.

It is already very rare to not learn bad things and then go on the evil path.

"Well, if you don't want to go back with me, there's nothing you can do..." The old man thought for a while, "You probably haven't started your education yet, and you're still studying. But I hope that during festivals and other things, you can call me a little, or come to Wudang for a trip... By the way, do you have a phone number?"

"Yes, I have a phone number..." Chen Ming immediately took the phone over and communicated with the old man. Compared to the other party, he should be the most surprised. He originally thought that at his age, he would not use such things.

As a result, I saw the old man skillfully opening the phone, depositing his phone number, and even dialing it for confirmation, and then I realized that the Wulin sect has not been out of touch with society these days.

"Slow down, something is wrong..." After recording the phone call, the old man suddenly realized something, "It is said that you shouldn't be twelve years old to get started... Why are you an inner disciple now?"

Chen Ming had a badge on his chest, and from the appearance of the badge, he could see his status in the Wuhumen. Because of this, the old man felt very strange. After all, he was twelve years old and obviously missed the best period for martial arts practice.

"Nothing is strange..." Li Zhi scratched his head, "I can only say that your grandson has a deep blessing. This sect is studying internal skills. He participated as a participant and then became the first disciple of our sect to master internal skills. At the same time, after a special medicinal bath, his body was covered with pink muscles, and his roots and bones surpassed 90% of ordinary people in this world."

The biggest problem is that the medicinal bath is too perverted and not everyone can adapt. Moreover, even if it is adapted, severe pain, and the process of washing muscles and marrow, it will still lead to a decrease in the natural life span.

Only after spending about ten years of life can Chen Ming have the current strength. In fact, it is just like this when practicing martial arts. If you don’t pay enough money, how can you have enough strength?!

"Take it seriously?" The old man quickly confirmed that Chen Ming did not stop him and allowed the other party to touch him.

After experiencing it carefully, the old man nodded. This bone is indeed very high. If it was formed acquired, then the Wuhumen's research would be really powerful. Having this bone without practicing martial arts is simply a waste of resources!

"With this medicine bath, it will be difficult for you Wuhumen to go further..." The old man sighed.

"With that being said, this kind of medicinal bath is very powerful. Among the 100 people, perhaps only one can withstand it. At present, only more than a dozen people in our sect can withstand this medicinal bath." Li Zhi shook his head, "I have tried it, but it failed!"

"How can such a dangerous medicine bath have no effect on the body?" The old man was shocked and quickly put his hand on Chen Ming's pulse. Taoist doctors are actually inseparable. Just say that the ancient medicine god Sun Simiao, whose name is Miaoying Zhenren.

In recent years, it is not said that every Taoist priest is a doctor or an excellent doctor, but it is not surprising that the old man can do several medical skills at his age.

"Why is your meridian tending to be damaged?" The old man looked at Chen Ming for a while. It was fine. It was obvious that he was treated well in Wuhumen, at least he did not suffer any hidden injuries. The problem was that the meridians were somewhat abnormal, and it seemed that he had suffered damage and was just controlled.

Meridians are of great importance. If you are not good, you will become paralyzed. Don’t look at the damage control and have been repaired, but the damaged meridians are somewhat different from other meridians and can be sensed.

He paused, but praised, "But the person who treated you has good medical skills and has no hidden dangers."

"I tried to create new internal skills myself...and then something went wrong. I also practiced traditional Chinese medicine, so I treated myself by the way." Chen Ming said embarrassedly.

"You said you?" The old man was a little uncomfortable. Chen Ming just said that he was the one who treated him?

"I'm inside the door and I've learned medical skills with the old Chinese medicine..." Chen Ming confessed.

"It's this level in three years? I thought I had at least twenty years of medical skills..." The old man was unbalanced. He had learned medical skills for forty years, but Chen Ming's medical skills probably didn't have to be much worse than Chen Ming's medical skills.

"That is, memorizing rotely, and then trying more treatments. Practice makes perfect." Chen Ming smiled.

"I picked up such a treasure for you Wuhumen. God is simply blind!" The old man looked at Li Zhi and complained.

In his opinion, Tian Tian was really blind. His son was gone, and he didn't know that he had a grandson for fifteen years. When he saw him, he found that this grandson was talented and a martial arts genius, but he had joined the Wuhu Sect.

"That is also the opportunity for our Five Tiger Sects." Li Zhi said proudly.

"And you!" The old man then turned his gun, "At a young age, what kind of internal skills should scholars create? Lay the foundation first, don't think about these things! If something happens, then...what should I do?"

He was a little sad when losing his son in middle age, but his grandson was killed and he died of practicing internal skills. What should he do?

"Yes..." Chen Ming was really hard to say. His internal strength was created, and the previous test was also to develop the inner strength and mind method of the mind in the future.

He was just worried that after his grandfather knew about this, he would force him to take him back to Wudang.

The conversation was inevitable in the future. The old man also wanted to know how Chen Ming got through the past fifteen years, and Chen Ming had to say it obediently because the other party was his grandfather.

Li Zhi left obediently, really didn't want to be a light bulb here. Seeing this, the middle-aged Taoist stood up and left. Lin Manman was a little miserable. It was not that he would leave, nor that he would not leave.

Fortunately, the topic soon began to shift to her and she could say a few words. After knowing her life experience, the old man also sighed that it was indeed 'it's not that the whole family doesn't come in'. The two have similar experiences and good personalities, so they should be able to go to the end.

"Come out, I'll try your martial arts!" Finally, he stood up and signaled Chen Ming to go out for a discussion with him.
Chapter completed!