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Chapter 15 You’re practicing wrong

 "No, you just have fun when you come to the brothel. There are so many beautiful girls in Hongromantic, but you can't find one you like?"

Lin Wei waved his hands impatiently, showing great impatience with Lu Xiaofeng, who was like brown sugar in front of him.

After all, there is a man in front of me.

‘Tolerating’ men is what women should do.

"No, brother, how do I feel? It's just the first time we've met, and you already have such big opinions on me!" Lu Xiaofeng really couldn't understand Lin Wei's attitude.

"It's okay, you are from the world, and I am just an ordinary small businessman. What can I say to you?" Lin Wei denied.

In fact, there are two reasons why I have this attitude towards Lu Xiaofeng.

First, because according to the memory of his previous life, this guy is a complex of troubles. Once you have a relationship with him, a lot of troubles will automatically come to your door and you will not be able to escape. This is completely inconsistent with his plan to develop slowly.

The second reason is that he cannot see through the guy in front of him at all. Under his four flying eyebrows, in addition to a cynical smile, he also has unfathomable strength.

For this reason, he didn’t want to provoke her even more.

After all, the trouble Lu Xiaofeng would bring to him with such strength would definitely be beyond his imagination at the moment.

However, he also found that his reaction was a bit excessive. This in turn aroused Lu Xiaofeng's strong curiosity.

This is good, it might not have been a problem in the first place, but now it has become more complicated.

"A mediocre little businessman? Which small businessman has such profound internal strength as you, and which small businessman can practice the Wudang sect's external skills? The most important thing is, just practice it, you are still practicing wrong." Lu Xiaofeng wiped.

He wiped his delicate mustache and spoke with a half-smile.

"Brother, what are you going to say? Sit down and tell me in detail!" Lin Wei's expression changed and he jumped up from the chair. Then he held Lu Xiaofeng's arm with a smile. At this time, his smile was already a little brighter.

Flattery.

"No, no, no, you are the eldest brother."

"No, no, you are the eldest brother."

"No, you are."

"You are."

"Brother, do you want to drink? There is good wine." Just as the two were in a stalemate, Lin Wei suddenly changed his tone and brought the topic to wine. Without waiting for Lu Xiaofeng to refuse, he ordered his subordinates to bring the best Hong Romantic.

Fine wine was served.

"Brother, would you like some of the fifty-year-old Huadiao wine?"

"You seem to know me very well." Lu Xiaofeng swallowed, even he couldn't drink such good wine often.

As a person with a strong heart, although he is lustful, he never forces others. Although he likes drinking, he never steals or robs.

Even if he has some wealthy friends who are rare in the world, he will never use their names to cheat him out of food and drinks.

His best friend Sikong Zhaixing gave him a pleasant nickname, Lu Sandan. The so-called Sandan refers to a bastard, a fool, and a pauper.

Of these three evaluations, the fool is definitely unfair, but this pauper is the real deal.

"Just tell me whether you want to drink it or not?" Lin Wei did not answer his question, but opened the lid of the pot slowly and took a serious sniff.

It has been said that it is the best wine in Red Romance. It is not as exaggerated as Shili Piao Fang, but with the lid on the pot, the strong aroma still aroused the wine worm in Lu Xiaofeng's stomach.

"Drink." Lu Xiaofeng muttered out one word in a muffled voice. She thought she had already figured out the opponent, but she didn't expect that a bottle of wine would put her at a disadvantage again.

"Come on, tell me first how you came up with these two dances."

"That's all you ask?"

"Just ask this."

"Then let's make an agreement first. After I say it, you have to tell me what went wrong with the exercises I practiced."

"Deal!" Lu Xiaofeng agreed casually. Since he said it, he naturally meant it. Lin Wei's attitude is so good now, and he has no hidden thoughts.

"There's nothing I can't say. Let me ask you, what do women in brothels dance for?"

"Why is this? It's just to please men."

"What part of a woman's body does a man like the most?"

"In this case, it should be said that everyone has his own merits." Lu Xiaofeng hesitated for a few seconds and quickly gave her answer.

"It's true that everyone has their own merits, but to sum up, it's nothing more than those points. If you can't see it in women outside, come to the brothel to see it."

"These two dances follow this principle. Let men dance whatever they want to see." Lin Wei spread his hands and said calmly.

However, at this moment, Lu Xiaofeng's heart was not as peaceful as before.

In his opinion, these two dances contain an interpretation of human nature. The guy in front of him is young, but he is unexpectedly not simple.

More importantly, he saw in these two dances the subversion of the secular world.

In the words of those scholars and officials, this is called deviance.

"What about the name of the dance? Does it have any profound meaning?"

"No, I picked it casually. What else can I say about this name?"

"Of course there is. You should know about Buddhism. Those monks' lifelong pursuits are just those four words."

"Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss?"

"Yes, this name is not bad in the Ming Dynasty. The martial arts prevailed in the Ming Dynasty. Although Buddhism and Taoism existed, it did not dominate the court, and the folk beliefs were not very fanatical."

"In the Great Sui Dynasty, Buddhism is very powerful. If your name for dancing appears and you even show off in a brothel, you don't need Buddhism to do anything. This place will be gone. Even you yourself will be worried about your life."
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"You can just say that I will die. Why worry about my life?" Lin Wei rolled his eyes and directly exposed Lu Xiaofeng's subtlety.

"It's okay. You also said that the Ming Dynasty is okay. Besides, how do those monks know that the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss they yearn for cannot be like this."

"Young man, you have a problem with Buddhism."

"That's not true. It's just a matter of fact." Lin Wei stopped talking and signaled to Lu Xiaofeng that he had said everything he needed to say and it was his turn to perform.

"If I'm not mistaken, you are practicing the Iron Shirt of the Wu-Tang Clan."

"That's right."

"Wudang follows the internal path. Although there is a saying that it cultivates both internal and external aspects, in essence it still focuses on internal aspects."

"Zhenfeng Sanfeng is a Taoist scholar."

"The Wudang Iron Clothes Shirt focuses on the inside, from the inside to the outside. If you want to go one step further after completing the Iron Cloth Shirt, in fact, the best choice is to practice the innate supreme Qi inherited from Wudang."
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"Your current training method has deviated from the purpose of becoming the king of the Wudang family. If you continue to practice like this, the iron cloth shirt will be perfect, but if you want to go further, there is a risk of cutting off the way forward."

"Can you be a little more detailed? Good wine management is enough. If you have any other requests, as long as I can do it, you can just ask."

Lin Wei naturally wanted to sincerely seek advice.

Although Lu Xiaofeng only said a few words, she pointed out his problem.

It's a family matter, and he knows it well. He has been practicing for so long, but his biggest shortcoming lies in his knowledge of martial arts.

In my previous life for eighteen years, I only knew literature but no martial arts. After awakening the memory of my previous life, I found no practical help in martial arts.

From beginning to end, I practiced according to the secret manual and relied on my own understanding.

That is to say, the inner peace of the Mohist method, although the progress is slower, does not harm the body.

He finally learned how to make an iron cloth shirt, and he finally became a little bit good at it. Just when he was feeling complacent, someone told him that he had practiced it wrong.

I feel so sour inside that I really don’t want to mention it.

"Don't tell me, you don't have a master?"

"That's right. If you have a master, you won't be able to practice like this." Just when Lin Wei was feeling sad, Lu Xiaofeng on the side made another heart-wrenching remarks.
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