"Brother, do you want to learn Qigong? We are from the Kunlun Sect.
Do you know the Queen Mother?
Our master is the successor of the Queen Mother!
Look over there, my master is practicing and displaying his Qigong. You guys should go and take a look!”
Xia Jianhua and Xia Qi had been holed up in the hotel room.
After taking a shower and reading the newspaper for a while, the father and son could only suppress the eagerness in their hearts when they did not find any news about the certificate of wealth.
After all, according to Xia Qi's memory, that would be early next year.
Therefore, the father and son did not think about this anymore.
They left the hotel.
The sky had just turned dark, and the father and son were about to walk around.
Look at the night view of Shanghai in this era.
However, not long after they arrived at a small square, Xia Qi and his son realized that there were many people gathered together.
Originally, although the sky was dark, there were lights outside at night in Shanghai. The moon was out now.
In this era, there was a lack of entertainment, so it was not surprising that there were people in the square.
However, when they got closer, someone stopped Xia Jianhua who was carrying Xia Qi.
Xia Qicai was stunned.
What the hell?
Qigong?
The f * cking Kunlun Sect?
What was even more ridiculous was that the Queen Mother came to him in a dream.
Looking at the direction that the young man was pointing at, he realized that it was all human beings. They were surrounded by three circles inside and three circles outside. He could not see what the so-called successor of the Queen Mother looked like at all.
"Uh, Qi Master. Alright, I'll go take a look!”
While Xia Qi was still in a daze, Xia Jianhua suddenly agreed excitedly.
This made Xia Qi a little speechless.
He now remembered one of the characteristics of this era.
Influenced by martial arts novels, there were many people in society who fabricated lies about qigong to gather people to make money.
Strictly speaking, there were also some in the later generations.
Xia Qi only remembered that there was a female Taiji Grandmaster on the Internet and a master who could whip five times in a row. Her name was only one word different from his uncle's.
In fact, what they played later was the leftovers of this era.
However, they had jumped out at the wrong time.
In the later generations, information was highly developed, and the people's education and knowledge were generally higher. They could not be fooled at all. In an instant, the videos they posted became jokes.
But this era was different.
The people had too little knowledge and knowledge, and their hearts were too simple. In addition, the people had a martial arts dream in their hearts.
That was why this "qigong" scam was so popular.
However, there were too many people now, and Xia Qi wanted to see how this 'Qigong Master' could cheat people. Therefore, he let Xia Jianhua carry him over.
"My master is using his power. This is our sect's ultimate skill, passed down from the Queen Mother. If you cultivate it to perfection, living for a few hundred more years will be like playing.”
Xia Qi was riding on Xia Jianhua's neck. He stood high and could see far. Xia Jianhua hadn't seen him yet, but he had.
In the crowd was a middle-aged man with a goatee. He was wearing a Daoist robe and sitting cross-legged.
His face was flushed, his forehead was sweating, and smoke could be seen floating from his head.
Combined with the words of the young man beside him, everyone immediately felt that this was a master cultivating and circulating his power.
"Humph!"
Suddenly, the middle-aged man let out a muffled groan, and a trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Master!"
"Ah! Grandmaster!"
"Sect Master!"
The young people around him were all cheering. The young man who was still explaining suddenly knelt beside the middle-aged man, looking like he wanted to help him but did not dare to.
"Hu ~!"
The middle-aged man's eyes were still closed. He lifted his hands from his crossed knees and did a set of exercises before opening his eyes, looking a little tired.
"Sigh, the path of the Great Dao is merciless and the path of immortality is rugged!
I failed to break through again. My talent is limited. I'm afraid I won't be able to rank in the immortal class in my lifetime!”
His appearance, his words, and the blood at the corner of his mouth made it seem very real.
If Xia Qi had not seen too many tricks on the Internet, he would have been deceived by this guy.
Of course, Xia Qi wasn't fooled. However, Xia Jianhua, who was riding Xia Qi and had just squeezed in, was a little anxious.
He looked left and right before leaving.
After he was a few meters away from the crowd, he pulled Xia Qi down and hugged him. He leaned his head close to Xia Qi's ear and asked softly,"Son, did you find a way to cultivate qigong?
Was this true?
Will you?"
Xia Jianhua asked three questions in a row. It was obvious that he was attracted by this so-called Qi Master.
Of course, Xia Qi was not surprised.
In this era, there were very few forms of entertainment. Even if there was a black and white television in the village, they could still watch it.
The Legend of the Condor Heroes, Demigods and Dragons, and Lu Xiaofeng had become memories that could not be erased from the hearts of this generation.
From children to adults, everyone was affected by the martial arts on TV.
It felt like the outside world that they did not understand was full of crouching tigers and hidden dragons.
In fact, even ghosts and gods were widely accepted in this era. What was so strange about having some martial arts?
Due to such a large environment, in this era, many people had been tricked by qigong, and there was no lack of elites from all walks of life. Even Xia Qi seemed to remember a swindler who had actually deceived the country.
It sounded unbelievable, but it had actually happened in this era.
"It's fake. Dad, didn't you say you practiced Bajiquan?
This kind of technical thing might be real, but qigong was actually a pure scam.
Believe it or not, they will definitely take in a disciple later and then collect money.”
Xia Qi whispered into his father's ear.
After saying that, he didn't wait for Xia Qi and Xia Jianhua to say anything.
Cheers came from the other side.
Xia Jianhua hurriedly carried Xia Qi closer.
Immediately, the two of them knew why they were cheering.
This was because this master said that he felt that his talent was limited and that he would probably not be able to cultivate qigong to become an immortal in this lifetime. Therefore, he prepared to focus his energy on nurturing disciples.
The Qigong cultivation technique passed down to him by the Queen Mother of the Kunlun Sect.
Of course, he couldn't just accept disciples casually. He had to report to the Queen Mother, set up an altar, and choose an auspicious time and day.
In fact, the most important thing that I said was that I was focused on practicing Qigong and did not participate much in the mortal world. Therefore, the money needed to prepare the sacrificial offerings on the altar had to be collected by the registered disciples.
It was very reasonable!
One by one, the two young men lined up beside the Taoist priest to register their names and pay.
Just like the Buddhist Merit Box, there was no limit to how much one could pay, but the two young men would remind everyone who went up to register their information.
"The Qigong of the Kunlun Sect belongs to the category of immortal techniques. It is a big deal to take in disciples. It is even possible that the Queen Mother will personally descend to the mortal world to observe.
If they were not sincere enough, they might not be accepted into the sect, but if they were sincere enough, they might even be personally guided by the Ancestral Master and the Queen Mother in their dreams at night.”
Xia Qi was speechless when he heard this.
He looked up at the dark sky where there was only moonlight.
Xia Qi seemed to see Madam Wang standing on the clouds. He then stretched out his hand and shouted,"I, Madam Wang, transfer the money!"
Well, there was more to add. Madam Wang took the money from the person who gave the less money and said,"Brother, you have so little money, so it's hard for me to accept you. I'll teach you my true cultivation! You have to pay more!"
...... "Brother, do you want to learn Qigong? We are from the Kunlun Sect.
Do you know the Queen Mother?
Our master is the successor of the Queen Mother!
Look over there, my master is practicing and displaying his Qigong. You guys should go and take a look!”
Xia Jianhua and Xia Qi had been holed up in the hotel room.
After taking a shower and reading the newspaper for a while, the father and son could only suppress the eagerness in their hearts when they did not find any news about the certificate of wealth.
After all, according to Xia Qi's memory, that would be early next year.
Therefore, the father and son did not think about this anymore.
They left the hotel.
The sky had just turned dark, and the father and son were about to walk around.
Look at the night view of Shanghai in this era.
However, not long after they arrived at a small square, Xia Qi and his son realized that there were many people gathered together.
Originally, although the sky was dark, there were lights outside at night in Shanghai. The moon was out now.
In this era, there was a lack of entertainment, so it was not surprising that there were people in the square.
However, when they got closer, someone stopped Xia Jianhua who was carrying Xia Qi.
Xia Qicai was stunned.
What the hell?
Qigong?
The f * cking Kunlun Sect?
What was even more ridiculous was that the Queen Mother came to him in a dream.
Looking at the direction that the young man was pointing at, he realized that it was all human beings. They were surrounded by three circles inside and three circles outside. He could not see what the so-called successor of the Queen Mother looked like at all.
"Uh, Qi Master. Alright, I'll go take a look!”
While Xia Qi was still in a daze, Xia Jianhua suddenly agreed excitedly.
This made Xia Qi a little speechless.
He now remembered one of the characteristics of this era.
Influenced by martial arts novels, there were many people in society who fabricated lies about qigong to gather people to make money.
Strictly speaking, there were also some in the later generations.
Xia Qi only remembered that there was a female Taiji Grandmaster on the Internet and a master who could whip five times in a row. Her name was only one word different from his uncle's.
In fact, what they played later was the leftovers of this era.
However, they had jumped out at the wrong time.
In the later generations, information was highly developed, and the people's education and knowledge were generally higher. They could not be fooled at all. In an instant, the videos they posted became jokes.
But this era was different.
The people had too little knowledge and knowledge, and their hearts were too simple. In addition, the people had a martial arts dream in their hearts.
That was why this "qigong" scam was so popular.
However, there were too many people now, and Xia Qi wanted to see how this 'Qigong Master' could cheat people. Therefore, he let Xia Jianhua carry him over.
"My master is using his power. This is our sect's ultimate skill, passed down from the Queen Mother. If you cultivate it to perfection, living for a few hundred more years will be like playing.”
Xia Qi was riding on Xia Jianhua's neck. He stood high and could see far. Xia Jianhua hadn't seen him yet, but he had.
In the crowd was a middle-aged man with a goatee. He was wearing a Daoist robe and sitting cross-legged.
His face was flushed, his forehead was sweating, and smoke could be seen floating from his head.
Combined with the words of the young man beside him, everyone immediately felt that this was a master cultivating and circulating his power.
"Humph!"
Suddenly, the middle-aged man let out a muffled groan, and a trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Master!"
"Ah! Grandmaster!"
"Sect Master!"
The young people around him were all cheering. The young man who was still explaining suddenly knelt beside the middle-aged man, looking like he wanted to help him but did not dare to.
"Hu ~!"
The middle-aged man's eyes were still closed. He lifted his hands from his crossed knees and did a set of exercises before opening his eyes, looking a little tired.
"Sigh, the path of the Great Dao is merciless and the path of immortality is rugged!
I failed to break through again. My talent is limited. I'm afraid I won't be able to rank in the immortal class in my lifetime!”
His appearance, his words, and the blood at the corner of his mouth made it seem very real.
If Xia Qi had not seen too many tricks on the Internet, he would have been deceived by this guy.
Of course, Xia Qi wasn't fooled. However, Xia Jianhua, who was riding Xia Qi and had just squeezed in, was a little anxious.
He looked left and right before leaving.
After he was a few meters away from the crowd, he pulled Xia Qi down and hugged him. He leaned his head close to Xia Qi's ear and asked softly,"Son, did you find a way to cultivate qigong?
Was this true?
Will you?"
Xia Jianhua asked three questions in a row. It was obvious that he was attracted by this so-called Qi Master.
Of course, Xia Qi was not surprised.
In this era, there were very few forms of entertainment. Even if there was a black and white television in the village, they could still watch it.
The Legend of the Condor Heroes, Demigods and Dragons, and Lu Xiaofeng had become memories that could not be erased from the hearts of this generation.
From children to adults, everyone was affected by the martial arts on TV.
It felt like the outside world that they did not understand was full of crouching tigers and hidden dragons.
In fact, even ghosts and gods were widely accepted in this era. What was so strange about having some martial arts?
Due to such a large environment, in this era, many people had been tricked by qigong, and there was no lack of elites from all walks of life. Even Xia Qi seemed to remember a swindler who had actually deceived the country.
It sounded unbelievable, but it had actually happened in this era.
"It's fake. Dad, didn't you say you practiced Bajiquan?
This kind of technical thing might be real, but qigong was actually a pure scam.
Believe it or not, they will definitely take in a disciple later and then collect money.”
Xia Qi whispered into his father's ear.
After saying that, he didn't wait for Xia Qi and Xia Jianhua to say anything.
Cheers came from the other side.
Xia Jianhua hurriedly carried Xia Qi closer.
Immediately, the two of them knew why they were cheering.
This was because this master said that he felt that his talent was limited and that he would probably not be able to cultivate qigong to become an immortal in this lifetime. Therefore, he prepared to focus his energy on nurturing disciples.
The Qigong cultivation technique passed down to him by the Queen Mother of the Kunlun Sect.
Of course, he couldn't just accept disciples casually. He had to report to the Queen Mother, set up an altar, and choose an auspicious time and day.
In fact, the most important thing that I said was that I was focused on practicing Qigong and did not participate much in the mortal world. Therefore, the money needed to prepare the sacrificial offerings on the altar had to be collected by the registered disciples.
It was very reasonable!
One by one, the two young men lined up beside the Taoist priest to register their names and pay.
Just like the Buddhist Merit Box, there was no limit to how much one could pay, but the two young men would remind everyone who went up to register their information.
"The Qigong of the Kunlun Sect belongs to the category of immortal techniques. It is a big deal to take in disciples. It is even possible that the Queen Mother will personally descend to the mortal world to observe.
If they were not sincere enough, they might not be accepted into the sect, but if they were sincere enough, they might even be personally guided by the Ancestral Master and the Queen Mother in their dreams at night.”
Xia Qi was speechless when he heard this.
He looked up at the dark sky where there was only moonlight.
Xia Qi seemed to see Madam Wang standing on the clouds. He then stretched out his hand and shouted,"I, Madam Wang, transfer the money!"
Well, there was more to add. Madam Wang took the money from the person who gave the less money and said,"Brother, you have so little money, so it's hard for me to accept you. I'll teach you my true cultivation! You have to pay more!"
...... "Brother, do you want to learn Qigong? We are from the Kunlun Sect.
Do you know the Queen Mother?
Our master is the successor of the Queen Mother!
Look over there, my master is practicing and displaying his Qigong. You guys should go and take a look!”
Xia Jianhua and Xia Qi had been holed up in the hotel room.
After taking a shower and reading the newspaper for a while, the father and son could only suppress the eagerness in their hearts when they did not find any news about the certificate of wealth.
After all, according to Xia Qi's memory, that would be early next year.
Therefore, the father and son did not think about this anymore.
They left the hotel.
The sky had just turned dark, and the father and son were about to walk around.
Look at the night view of Shanghai in this era.
However, not long after they arrived at a small square, Xia Qi and his son realized that there were many people gathered together.
Originally, although the sky was dark, there were lights outside at night in Shanghai. The moon was out now.
In this era, there was a lack of entertainment, so it was not surprising that there were people in the square.
However, when they got closer, someone stopped Xia Jianhua who was carrying Xia Qi.
Xia Qicai was stunned.
What the hell?
Qigong?
The f * cking Kunlun Sect?
What was even more ridiculous was that the Queen Mother came to him in a dream.
Looking at the direction that the young man was pointing at, he realized that it was all human beings. They were surrounded by three circles inside and three circles outside. He could not see what the so-called successor of the Queen Mother looked like at all.
"Uh, Qi Master. Alright, I'll go take a look!”
While Xia Qi was still in a daze, Xia Jianhua suddenly agreed excitedly.
This made Xia Qi a little speechless.
He now remembered one of the characteristics of this era.
Influenced by martial arts novels, there were many people in society who fabricated lies about qigong to gather people to make money.
Strictly speaking, there were also some in the later generations.
Xia Qi only remembered that there was a female Taiji Grandmaster on the Internet and a master who could whip five times in a row. Her name was only one word different from his uncle's.
In fact, what they played later was the leftovers of this era.
However, they had jumped out at the wrong time.
In the later generations, information was highly developed, and the people's education and knowledge were generally higher. They could not be fooled at all. In an instant, the videos they posted became jokes.
But this era was different.
The people had too little knowledge and knowledge, and their hearts were too simple. In addition, the people had a martial arts dream in their hearts.
That was why this "qigong" scam was so popular.
However, there were too many people now, and Xia Qi wanted to see how this 'Qigong Master' could cheat people. Therefore, he let Xia Jianhua carry him over.
"My master is using his power. This is our sect's ultimate skill, passed down from the Queen Mother. If you cultivate it to perfection, living for a few hundred more years will be like playing.”
Xia Qi was riding on Xia Jianhua's neck. He stood high and could see far. Xia Jianhua hadn't seen him yet, but he had.
In the crowd was a middle-aged man with a goatee. He was wearing a Daoist robe and sitting cross-legged.
His face was flushed, his forehead was sweating, and smoke could be seen floating from his head.
Combined with the words of the young man beside him, everyone immediately felt that this was a master cultivating and circulating his power.
"Humph!"
Suddenly, the middle-aged man let out a muffled groan, and a trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Master!"
"Ah! Grandmaster!"
"Sect Master!"
The young people around him were all cheering. The young man who was still explaining suddenly knelt beside the middle-aged man, looking like he wanted to help him but did not dare to.
"Hu ~!"
The middle-aged man's eyes were still closed. He lifted his hands from his crossed knees and did a set of exercises before opening his eyes, looking a little tired.
"Sigh, the path of the Great Dao is merciless and the path of immortality is rugged!
I failed to break through again. My talent is limited. I'm afraid I won't be able to rank in the immortal class in my lifetime!”
His appearance, his words, and the blood at the corner of his mouth made it seem very real.
If Xia Qi had not seen too many tricks on the Internet, he would have been deceived by this guy.
Of course, Xia Qi wasn't fooled. However, Xia Jianhua, who was riding Xia Qi and had just squeezed in, was a little anxious.
He looked left and right before leaving.
After he was a few meters away from the crowd, he pulled Xia Qi down and hugged him. He leaned his head close to Xia Qi's ear and asked softly,"Son, did you find a way to cultivate qigong?
Was this true?
Will you?"
Xia Jianhua asked three questions in a row. It was obvious that he was attracted by this so-called Qi Master.
Of course, Xia Qi was not surprised.
In this era, there were very few forms of entertainment. Even if there was a black and white television in the village, they could still watch it.
The Legend of the Condor Heroes, Demigods and Dragons, and Lu Xiaofeng had become memories that could not be erased from the hearts of this generation.
From children to adults, everyone was affected by the martial arts on TV.
It felt like the outside world that they did not understand was full of crouching tigers and hidden dragons.
In fact, even ghosts and gods were widely accepted in this era. What was so strange about having some martial arts?
Due to such a large environment, in this era, many people had been tricked by qigong, and there was no lack of elites from all walks of life. Even Xia Qi seemed to remember a swindler who had actually deceived the country.
It sounded unbelievable, but it had actually happened in this era.
"It's fake. Dad, didn't you say you practiced Bajiquan?
This kind of technical thing might be real, but qigong was actually a pure scam.
Believe it or not, they will definitely take in a disciple later and then collect money.”
Xia Qi whispered into his father's ear.
After saying that, he didn't wait for Xia Qi and Xia Jianhua to say anything.
Cheers came from the other side.
Xia Jianhua hurriedly carried Xia Qi closer.
Immediately, the two of them knew why they were cheering.
This was because this master said that he felt that his talent was limited and that he would probably not be able to cultivate qigong to become an immortal in this lifetime. Therefore, he prepared to focus his energy on nurturing disciples.
The Qigong cultivation technique passed down to him by the Queen Mother of the Kunlun Sect.
Of course, he couldn't just accept disciples casually. He had to report to the Queen Mother, set up an altar, and choose an auspicious time and day.
In fact, the most important thing that I said was that I was focused on practicing Qigong and did not participate much in the mortal world. Therefore, the money needed to prepare the sacrificial offerings on the altar had to be collected by the registered disciples.
It was very reasonable!
One by one, the two young men lined up beside the Taoist priest to register their names and pay.
Just like the Buddhist Merit Box, there was no limit to how much one could pay, but the two young men would remind everyone who went up to register their information.
"The Qigong of the Kunlun Sect belongs to the category of immortal techniques. It is a big deal to take in disciples. It is even possible that the Queen Mother will personally descend to the mortal world to observe.
If they were not sincere enough, they might not be accepted into the sect, but if they were sincere enough, they might even be personally guided by the Ancestral Master and the Queen Mother in their dreams at night.”
Xia Qi was speechless when he heard this.
He looked up at the dark sky where there was only moonlight.
Xia Qi seemed to see Madam Wang standing on the clouds. He then stretched out his hand and shouted,"I, Madam Wang, transfer the money!"
Well, there was more to add. Madam Wang took the money from the person who gave the less money and said,"Brother, you have so little money, so it's hard for me to accept you. I'll teach you my true cultivation! You have to pay more!"
...... "Brother, do you want to learn Qigong? We are from the Kunlun Sect.
Do you know the Queen Mother?
Our master is the successor of the Queen Mother!
Look over there, my master is practicing and displaying his Qigong. You guys should go and take a look!”
Xia Jianhua and Xia Qi had been holed up in the hotel room.
After taking a shower and reading the newspaper for a while, the father and son could only suppress the eagerness in their hearts when they did not find any news about the certificate of wealth.
After all, according to Xia Qi's memory, that would be early next year.
Therefore, the father and son did not think about this anymore.
They left the hotel.
The sky had just turned dark, and the father and son were about to walk around.
Look at the night view of Shanghai in this era.
However, not long after they arrived at a small square, Xia Qi and his son realized that there were many people gathered together.
Originally, although the sky was dark, there were lights outside at night in Shanghai. The moon was out now.
In this era, there was a lack of entertainment, so it was not surprising that there were people in the square.
However, when they got closer, someone stopped Xia Jianhua who was carrying Xia Qi.
Xia Qicai was stunned.
What the hell?
Qigong?
The f * cking Kunlun Sect?
What was even more ridiculous was that the Queen Mother came to him in a dream.
Looking at the direction that the young man was pointing at, he realized that it was all human beings. They were surrounded by three circles inside and three circles outside. He could not see what the so-called successor of the Queen Mother looked like at all.
"Uh, Qi Master. Alright, I'll go take a look!”
While Xia Qi was still in a daze, Xia Jianhua suddenly agreed excitedly.
This made Xia Qi a little speechless.
He now remembered one of the characteristics of this era.
Influenced by martial arts novels, there were many people in society who fabricated lies about qigong to gather people to make money.
Strictly speaking, there were also some in the later generations.
Xia Qi only remembered that there was a female Taiji Grandmaster on the Internet and a master who could whip five times in a row. Her name was only one word different from his uncle's.
In fact, what they played later was the leftovers of this era.
However, they had jumped out at the wrong time.
In the later generations, information was highly developed, and the people's education and knowledge were generally higher. They could not be fooled at all. In an instant, the videos they posted became jokes.
But this era was different.
The people had too little knowledge and knowledge, and their hearts were too simple. In addition, the people had a martial arts dream in their hearts.
That was why this "qigong" scam was so popular.
However, there were too many people now, and Xia Qi wanted to see how this 'Qigong Master' could cheat people. Therefore, he let Xia Jianhua carry him over.
"My master is using his power. This is our sect's ultimate skill, passed down from the Queen Mother. If you cultivate it to perfection, living for a few hundred more years will be like playing.”
Xia Qi was riding on Xia Jianhua's neck. He stood high and could see far. Xia Jianhua hadn't seen him yet, but he had.
In the crowd was a middle-aged man with a goatee. He was wearing a Daoist robe and sitting cross-legged.
His face was flushed, his forehead was sweating, and smoke could be seen floating from his head.
Combined with the words of the young man beside him, everyone immediately felt that this was a master cultivating and circulating his power.
"Humph!"
Suddenly, the middle-aged man let out a muffled groan, and a trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Master!"
"Ah! Grandmaster!"
"Sect Master!"
The young people around him were all cheering. The young man who was still explaining suddenly knelt beside the middle-aged man, looking like he wanted to help him but did not dare to.
"Hu ~!"
The middle-aged man's eyes were still closed. He lifted his hands from his crossed knees and did a set of exercises before opening his eyes, looking a little tired.
"Sigh, the path of the Great Dao is merciless and the path of immortality is rugged!
I failed to break through again. My talent is limited. I'm afraid I won't be able to rank in the immortal class in my lifetime!”
His appearance, his words, and the blood at the corner of his mouth made it seem very real.
If Xia Qi had not seen too many tricks on the Internet, he would have been deceived by this guy.
Of course, Xia Qi wasn't fooled. However, Xia Jianhua, who was riding Xia Qi and had just squeezed in, was a little anxious.
He looked left and right before leaving.
After he was a few meters away from the crowd, he pulled Xia Qi down and hugged him. He leaned his head close to Xia Qi's ear and asked softly,"Son, did you find a way to cultivate qigong?
Was this true?
Will you?"
Xia Jianhua asked three questions in a row. It was obvious that he was attracted by this so-called Qi Master.
Of course, Xia Qi was not surprised.
In this era, there were very few forms of entertainment. Even if there was a black and white television in the village, they could still watch it.
The Legend of the Condor Heroes, Demigods and Dragons, and Lu Xiaofeng had become memories that could not be erased from the hearts of this generation.
From children to adults, everyone was affected by the martial arts on TV.
It felt like the outside world that they did not understand was full of crouching tigers and hidden dragons.
In fact, even ghosts and gods were widely accepted in this era. What was so strange about having some martial arts?
Due to such a large environment, in this era, many people had been tricked by qigong, and there was no lack of elites from all walks of life. Even Xia Qi seemed to remember a swindler who had actually deceived the country.
It sounded unbelievable, but it had actually happened in this era.
"It's fake. Dad, didn't you say you practiced Bajiquan?
This kind of technical thing might be real, but qigong was actually a pure scam.
Believe it or not, they will definitely take in a disciple later and then collect money.”
Xia Qi whispered into his father's ear.
After saying that, he didn't wait for Xia Qi and Xia Jianhua to say anything.
Cheers came from the other side.
Xia Jianhua hurriedly carried Xia Qi closer.
Immediately, the two of them knew why they were cheering.
This was because this master said that he felt that his talent was limited and that he would probably not be able to cultivate qigong to become an immortal in this lifetime. Therefore, he prepared to focus his energy on nurturing disciples.
The Qigong cultivation technique passed down to him by the Queen Mother of the Kunlun Sect.
Of course, he couldn't just accept disciples casually. He had to report to the Queen Mother, set up an altar, and choose an auspicious time and day.
In fact, the most important thing that I said was that I was focused on practicing Qigong and did not participate much in the mortal world. Therefore, the money needed to prepare the sacrificial offerings on the altar had to be collected by the registered disciples.
It was very reasonable!
One by one, the two young men lined up beside the Taoist priest to register their names and pay.
Just like the Buddhist Merit Box, there was no limit to how much one could pay, but the two young men would remind everyone who went up to register their information.
"The Qigong of the Kunlun Sect belongs to the category of immortal techniques. It is a big deal to take in disciples. It is even possible that the Queen Mother will personally descend to the mortal world to observe.
If they were not sincere enough, they might not be accepted into the sect, but if they were sincere enough, they might even be personally guided by the Ancestral Master and the Queen Mother in their dreams at night.”
Xia Qi was speechless when he heard this.
He looked up at the dark sky where there was only moonlight.
Xia Qi seemed to see Madam Wang standing on the clouds. He then stretched out his hand and shouted,"I, Madam Wang, transfer the money!"
Well, there was more to add. Madam Wang took the money from the person who gave the less money and said,"Brother, you have so little money, so it's hard for me to accept you. I'll teach you my true cultivation! You have to pay more!"
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