Those years of farming in the mountains

Chapter 467 Success (Single)

"Martial arts is mainly based on internal and external exercises, nourishing qi and blood, exercising physique, and increasing strength."

In the hall, Zhong Shanjin was scribbling on white paper, and Mr. Dong Lin beside him spoke from time to time to check for omissions and fill in the gaps.

"External practice is nothing more than bumping, wrapping, touching, shaking, etc., and warriors of all ages have combined them into pile skills and breathing techniques."

"Internal training involves the five internal organs, flesh and blood, and meridians. It is far more complicated than the skin membrane, and it is difficult to detect changes. Most of them are discovered after years of accumulation."

Duke Dong Lin nodded in agreement, because it is complicated, obscure, and seldom known by ordinary people, so the internal training method has been a secret of all schools and schools since ancient times.

Internal training of flesh and blood organs can generate strength and maintain meridians and limbs.Regardless of whether the internal practice method is mysterious or not, it has the effect of increasing the dragon and the tiger's groping, and it has a certain mystery when the dragon and the tiger are fighting vigorously.

So it is not surprising that this kind of secret technique is manipulated, involving the transition from Tongjin to Dragon and Tiger, and it is not surprising that it is very precious.

But at this moment, Duke Dong Lin was holding three books in his hands, which were of different thicknesses. Looking closely, all of them were internal training methods, which could be passed down as a school.

But it was placed at will, and anyone can read it.

The same is true for Zhong Shanjin on the other side. Except for the method of Qi and blood cultivation that he pondered earlier, there is one of Yijianmen that counts as one. Spread it out in front of several people.

Look through the verification, delete the complex and simplify it.

But seeing this middle-aged martial artist pinch the muscles on Li Mubai's shoulders and arms, and even patted the opponent's abdomen.

Boom, boom, like a cowhide drum.

"The skin is strong, and the flesh is like gold and copper."

He sighed, and suddenly slapped out a palm, the wind from the palm whizzed around, but when the slap fell, it was like a cow falling into the sea with no waves at all.

Duke Donglin stroked his beard, his eyes were bright and his hands were itchy.In the end, he restrained himself and maintained a trace of demeanor as an elder.

He only said in a very envious tone:

"My nephew's flesh and blood can be said to be a master of external training!"

Not only is it Dacheng, it is simply inhuman!
At least the few people sitting here have never heard of such thick and solid skin and flesh, even the ancient martial saints would be dumbfounded seeing this.

"I once heard that there are sages who lived in seclusion in the mountains, fought with wild animals, and practiced external kung fu methods day and night."

"When I came out of the mountain, I could carry a tripod with strength, but it was unstoppable with swords and guns, and picking leaves was like flying knives... I don't know if it's true or not."

Everyone was startled, and it seemed that the realm where imagination was more than reality seemed to be unfolding before their eyes.

But soon, Zhong Shanjin and Dong Lingong looked at each other and shook their heads. Ordinary people can't have this kind of physique, and the requirements for blood are too strict, like a child carrying an ox cart.

"Brother Zhong, it seems that we can't practice outside for the time being, so we can only practice inside."

Today is not the first time, such a scene has been held in Yijianmen for eight full days, Dong Lin Gong and Zhong Shan Jin share the same interests, especially in many aspects, so they soon became brothers.

On the other hand, in the past few days, the two confirmed each other, and each took out their old background.Dong Lingong has studied with dozens of schools, not only has profound swordsmanship, but also has a lot of ideas in martial arts.

Coupled with the realm of a first-class warrior, the occasional points that he said benefited others a lot.

Zhong Shanjin was not stingy, and directly took out the method of tempering qi and blood that he had just explored not long ago-Li Mubai's method proved early on that it was not suitable for ordinary people. Zhong Shanjin, who had stumbled on it before, knew it I should not be that material, similarly, Dong Lingong in front of me is probably similar, so I used his new method.

Even so, this incomplete and incomplete method still surprised Dong Lingong as a heavenly being.

The two martial idiots pondered for a few days, and finally made a decision, starting from internal training, tempering the qi and blood to become more gentle.

"Now I have a trace of Qi and blood in my body. If I try again, there will be interference. I can only trouble brother Lin."

Mr. Donglin's surname is Lin, so he should be clasping his fists at this moment, and of course he would not refuse such an opportunity.

As for the disciples under his command, the two tacitly did not mention it.

One is not enough experience in the realm, and the other is reluctant.

They are different, they are all very old, and there are successors in the sect and martial arts school, so they might as well take risks, but it is not suitable to joke about the lives and futures of disciples.

Just like that, Mu Yu, Chen Xiao, and several disciples brought by Mr. Dong Lin who were eager to try were all dispersed, and only Li Mubai was left to accompany them all day long to make various attempts.

One day, five days, ten days...

The winter is ending, and the spring breeze is coming.

As the chill comes to an end, the willows in February open thousands of green leaves.

At this time of this year, Liang Ting has passed away, but there are still forces holding high the banner of Liang to continue to attack and conquer, fighting in a melee, and it is difficult to distinguish the winner for a while.

In the Central Plains, Jiangnan, Northwest, and Hejian, several big forces have already begun to plan their own banners. It is rumored that the general of the Song Dynasty has the idea of ​​founding a mansion and establishing a Yuan Dynasty. There are endless criticisms from all sides.

On the contrary, the southwest, southeast and other places are remote. So far, although there have been some riots and bandits have broken the city from time to time, the basic order has always been maintained.

Therefore, even at the present time, when these places write edicts, they still use the reign title of Daliang.

In Zhang He's three years, he walked in such an atmosphere.

"Brother! You are indeed here!"

The delicate-looking little junior sister trotted over in a goose-yellow dress, her hair tied back like a waterfall of green.I didn't know how many places I went to, panting and sweating.

Li Mubai sat on the stone platform, his breath stirred up a breeze.

He waited until his junior sister approached before stopping.

His expression became calm.

Perhaps the Daomen Heart Sutra given by the master is really effective, or he has found a way to control Qi and blood. In the past few days, his mind has stopped being impetuous.

Thanks to this, he looked at his junior sister again.

With a graceful figure and a soft face, a pair of bright pearl-like eyes looked at him brightly, implying shyness, but turning his eyebrows and eyes as if wanting to refuse or welcome, like waves in spring water.

call--

However, Li Mubai's mind is at peace at this moment, when he saw this charming and shy junior sister in the past, the distracting thoughts that inevitably churned in his mind were unknowingly quieted down, stripping away impetuous and delusional thoughts, and seeing the true heart.

A figure emerged, playing with the zither.

In a flash and gone.

After regaining his senses, Li Mubai thought to himself that he hadn't been to Zheng's house for a long time, he should take some time to pay a visit in the past few days, and use it as an excuse to buy medicinal materials like last time.

Missing lightly brewed in his heart, he raised his hand and rubbed his junior sister's head, the tall man no longer had complicated and hesitant eyes, only doting on his fellow junior sister remained.

"Maybe Master called me over, let's go."

Standing up and taking the lead, the junior sister followed behind, her little hand resting on the hair that the other party touched, her eyes flickered, for some reason, she always felt that the senior brother had changed a lot in the past few months... It seemed... It seemed...

More like "senior brother".

However, such a burly senior brother has more and more indescribable masculinity, which makes people's heart skip a beat.

Cardamom Nianhua was full of thoughts, and the girl couldn't tell whether this feeling was good or bad with her fingers. She only knew that the two of them got along more freely and became closer.

But it seems that there is something inexplicably separated, which is insurmountable.

In the inner courtyard, no one heard him before seeing him.

"Hahaha!"

"You're done!!"

"Congratulations, Master!"

"Where is it, it is also thanks to your Master Lin's hard work."

"Brother Zhong is too humble. If he hadn't come to Yijianmen, I wouldn't even know that there is such a magnificent mystery in martial arts!"

"Brother Lin has profound knowledge in martial arts..."

"Brother Zhong is quick-witted..."

At the door, Li Mubai, who bowed and moved in, couldn't help but rolled his eyes, is it my business?
Hearing that both of them were about to grin their mouths to their ears, and they were smiling very heartily, he finally took a look at the atmosphere and didn't disturb the two who were immersed in joy.

(End of this chapter)