"Oh, no, no, no, no..." The secretary fell down on the grass and pressed something sticky and slippery with one hand. He picked it up curiously and saw that it was a small plastic bag containing unknown liquid, covered with small bumps.

"Damn!" The secretary threw this thing away in depression, rubbed his hands on his trouser legs disgustingly, and was so happy that he was so happy that he was standing at a standard horse stance. However, Paopao was now standing at a standard horse stance, and his smile was deflated and he fell to the ground.

The two of them started practicing under the guidance of Song Lin. They were a little older, but if they only practice martial arts, with Song Lin's careful guidance, it would be impossible to start a sect, but at least there is no problem in self-defense.

The so-called practice of boxing without practicing martial arts will be empty until old age. Song Lin naturally asked them to practice basic skills first for the sake of secretary and Paopao. The most basic skills cannot be ignored, which is standing in a stance.

But it is obviously a bit difficult for these two people. Song Lin also understood that this is not the world outside the sky, and there is no pressure to die in life, so he feels that urgency.

"Linlin, do you have to stand on horse stance first?" The secretary was sad and reluctant to get up: "Can you practice two powerful moves first? The key is to be able to defend yourself. Take your horse stance slowly..."

Song Lin couldn't help laughing, and he also felt that he was actually wrong. He wanted both brothers to practice martial arts to protect themselves out of good intentions, but he should teach according to his aptitude. The secretary is a smart guy who likes to take shortcuts in his work and has a dream of martial arts. This is known from his favorite reading of officialdom. Therefore, the secretary must not be able to play the basic skills well. Instead of giving up, it is better to skip the basic skills and teach him some life-saving moves. In this way, as long as he does not meet a martial arts master, the secretary can still have the ability to protect himself.

"Okay, I'll teach you the kung fu directly. I have several sets of kung fu that are more suitable for you. The seventy-two Disha Catcher is a total of seventy-two styles, the thirty-six Tiangang Catcher is a total of thirty-six styles, and the eighteen big clapper is a total of eighteen styles, and the nine small clapper is a total of nine styles. Which set do you want to learn?" Song Lin intended to leave it to the secretary himself to choose. If he was a disciple, he naturally would not have the patience, but the secretary and Paopu were his best brothers, so he still had to give face.

The secretary listened carefully, stretched out his middle finger and pushed his glasses that slid to the bridge of his nose, and asked, "Which one of these skills is better?"

These sets of kung fu are all martial arts of the world. They are not better than those in the world. No matter which one is used in the world, they are considered peerless martial arts. If they fall into the world, they will inevitably cause a bloody storm like Ancient Dragon Jin Yong. Song Lin smiled and said, "It's almost the same."

"Of course you have the least choice of moves!" The secretary smiled and said, "As long as you can drag it to save me, hehe..."

Song Lin knew that the secretary was not here, so he didn't force himself. He just teased: "If you have the intention of fighting, you should learn more about the seventy-two Earth Evils? At least it will take a little longer to drag it. What if we get stuck in a traffic jam?"

"Uh...it seems yes..." The secretary was stunned, but Song Lin had already laughed and turned to ask Paopao.

"Paopu, where are you?" Song Lin saw that Paopu had just laughed so hard that he fell down, but he immediately got up and continued to stand in the posture of Song Lin's teachings. He couldn't help but have some expectations for Paopu.

"How did you practice?" Paopu asked gasped. It was great to be able to do this as the first time standing. Most people had already fallen like the secretary with a sore waist and legs.

"I..." Song Lin couldn't help but recall when he just walked into the sky, he was like a donkey whipped by a whip at all times, never stopping. If he hadn't had a good talent for alchemy and used elixirs to consolidate his foundation and nourish his body and bones every day, he would probably have fallen down long ago. Looking back now, I feel that it is really strong to be able to survive the first and most difficult years.

"I have practiced this way." Song Lin quickly pulled his thoughts back and replied to Paopu. Paopu replied without hesitation: "Then I will start practicing here too."

Song Lin nodded and smiled after hearing this. In this way, Paopao first had a mind. Like the secretary, he was destined to have no immortality, so Paopao is a little likely. But it is hard to say now that he knows how long Paopao can last? If you want to practice Taoism, the first element is the immortality, but at the same time there are several elements that influence whether you can continue on the road of cultivation, the courage to move forward, perseverance, understanding at a glance, talent for a thousand miles a day, and the fortune of encountering treasures... Let's see what Paopao has. If you can really practice Taoism, Song Lin will also give you certain guidance.

If it is possible to run away, then Song Lin's parents are basically gone at all. The so-called education starts with children, and the same is true for cultivation. The talent is the more people grow up. When they reach the age of thirty, they are young and strong, but for practitioners, it is equivalent to a path to cultivation. Therefore, for parents, Song Lin intends to have the opportunity to test, and if they are good, guide them. If not, then it may be the best choice to protect their parents from their health, without illness or disaster.

"I said Linlin, we have always been very curious. We have been brothers with you for several years. Why have you never heard you say you know how to be good at martial arts?" the secretary couldn't help asking curiously.

"Did I have ever practiced the Tathagata's magic palm and I want to tell you?" Song Lin turned his face and said seriously.

"Damn, come with us this! I know if you don't say it-" the secretary pushed his glasses and guessed: "You have been with us for almost the past few years, unless you don't sleep in every morning, or your mother signed you up for a cram school, you secretly went to the National Museum..."

Song Lin smiled but said nothing.

After practicing in the morning, Song Lin and the other two returned to the dormitory to sleep. There was no class this morning, otherwise they wouldn't have gone all night last night. Before class in the afternoon, the three of them got up and rushed into the classroom without caring about hunger, otherwise they wouldn't have been able to catch up with class.

It was common for the three of them to skip school in high school, but now they have just started one month. Speaking of which, they have to take the time of military training and have not been able to attend classes for a few days, so they have to dress up for a few days. In fact, it doesn’t matter whether Song Lin goes or not, but it’s hard to leave the two brothers, so they hurried to the classroom together.

At the door of the classroom, Luo Zijin was talking to an old man with a long beard. When he saw it, the secretary immediately pushed his glasses. A light flashed through his eyes hidden behind the lenses: "It's the school beauty Luo!"

Paopao smacked his lips: "**The first candidate!"

"It's a pity that the school beauty Luo is so outstanding. She is a standard white and rich beauty. It's too difficult to earn money... Don't look at her as gentle and friendly as everyone else. In fact, this means she keeps the same distance as everyone else. Gentleness and friendlyness are just due to her good upbringing. It's been one month since school started, so many tall, rich and handsome men have failed. Don't think about us like this..." The secretary sighed, and Paopu expressed his consent.

Song Lin deliberately attacked his two good friends: "She, I brought me breakfast yesterday."

"Fraud, continue to fraud!" The secretary and Paopuo expressed their contempt. They did not believe that Song Lin had such a romantic encounter. He was white, had high birth, had good martial arts skills, and had a beautiful woman. You can take all the good things!

Then at this moment, Luo Zijin also saw Song Lin, and waved her pink and tender hands at Song Lin, and her big eyes bent into a crescent moon: "Song Lin, you are here."

You're here...

But here we come...

Here comes...

It's...

The secretary and Paopu were stunned, as if in a dream.
Chapter completed!