I can't be a demon.

Chapter 20 My talent for horizontal training is so terrifying

Shen Lian felt something was strange.

The pawnshop is often away, and Old Man Shen has never written a letter home. Now he deliberately sends it before the New Year. Is there trouble in Gaojia Town?

Shen Lian asked Mr. Wang to find a caravan that was going to Gaojia Town recently and help find out something.

"I can only hope it's okay."

That night, Shen Lian stabilized the Zhulang Power and prepared to practice the Iron Shirt the next day.

It can be seen from the corpse stripping case that this world is far from being as simple as it seems. Although Shen Lian likes to play badly, he still needs to work hard.

Intermittently complacent.

Once you understand the synthesis function of the profession panel, the rest will be smooth sailing.

"I really have to go to the ghost market. It's too dangerous to obtain martial arts secrets through other channels."

There are only ten days left before the Ghost Market opens. According to Bai Haibo, the Ghost Market will last for three days and three nights, but there will be all kinds of people there, so it is best not to stay for a long time.

If you enter the ghost market at night, you must evacuate Lantian Street before dawn.

Shen Lian's goal is not only to practice horizontally, if possible, he would like to try out stance training, fighting techniques, and even internal strength.

You don't need too much money. It is said that the things in the ghost market are not exposed to the public and the prices are ordinary.

"We have to find a way to make some money after the New Year. It's not okay to just sit there and do nothing."

Shen Lian scanned the career panel.

If it is a part-time job, making money is not difficult.

However, the third profession must be considered carefully and the quota must not be wasted.

After Shen Lian had mastered the Iron Shirt, he came to the courtyard of the pawnshop. In order to ensure the smooth learning of the horizontal training, there were five clay pots for cooking medicinal food.

Fugui was waiting beside him, and as soon as Shen Lian waved, he would immediately bring the medicinal food.

The starling kept harassing Fugui, who dared not move at all. You know, the starling's sharp claws are no joke nowadays.

"Myna, be quiet."

"Ah~ Master Ba, I am the owner of the pawn shop."

Shen Lian picked up a stone and threw the starling away, then stood still and calmed his breathing.

The iron shirt has long been engraved in my mind.

He didn't prepare any medicinal wine for traumatic injuries. The skin absorbs medicine too slowly, and it can't be as effective as food supplements. A good stomach and intestines are the most important thing.

"If I didn't have the professional panel, I would never practice Iron Shirt."

Horizontal training requires external force to hit the acupoints, and the acupoints involved in iron shirt are all on the back and distributed on both sides of the spine.

If you are not careful, you may become paralyzed.

Shen Lian secretly complained that the benefits and risks of horizontal training were not proportional at all.

If you practice it too hard, you will shorten your lifespan, and if you practice it too badly, you will become disabled. It’s outrageous to think about it.

Shen Lian held the hardwood stick that had almost become his root, and tapped his back carefully, trying to find the approximate location of the acupoint.

Soon, the skin on the back turned slightly red.

Shen Lian was puzzled, and even when he used the Zhulang Force he was unable to sense the acupoints.

"It seems that if you don't treat yourself harshly, you won't be able to enter the horizontal training. Is the warrior who created the iron fir tree mentally ill?"

Shen Lian narrowed his eyes and drank the chicken soup in the casserole in one gulp.

Suddenly, rich nutrients are produced.

Shen Lian knocked hard on his back, and a dull sound was heard. The skin and flesh became red and swollen in the blink of an eye, and then nutrients were absorbed to repair the injury.

"hiss."

Fugui gasped, causing the starling to laugh loudly.

While the pain was still there, Shen Lian couldn't help but concentrate.

He controlled the wave of energy that surged into his back, causing the tingling pain to intensify, spreading from his spine to his entire upper body.

"Could it be a mistake? Don't mess up."

Shen Lian hesitated slightly, then noticed the blurred words "Iron Shirt" on the career panel.

He was overjoyed. Horizontal training was indeed a quick-learning martial art. Just by tempering some acupoints to strengthen his strength, he was already showing signs of getting started.

Shen Lian increased the frequency without thinking, and the hardwood stick continued to hit his back. Bang bang bang bang...

Fugui couldn't bear to look at it, but the starling was so happy as if he had eaten a pound of chestnuts that he wished he could grow two hands to help Shen Lian knock them down.

"Little starling, haha, you will get what you deserve sooner or later."

Shen Lian only had a vague understanding of the acupoints, but as the power penetrated his back, a star-filled picture seemed to appear in his mind.

He understood that the starlight was the many acupoints distributed on the back.

Shen Lian's movements became regular.

What was originally an indiscriminate attack has now targeted the acupoints.

Almost every strike landed precisely on the surface of the acupoints, and the hidden injuries were repaired by nutrients, while the Zhulang force quietly tempered the acupoints.

The Iron Shirt on the occupation panel became a little clearer.

"hey-hey."

Shen Lian showed a smile on his face, he was worthy of being the only one in ancient and modern times, with extraordinary talent, amazing bones and terrifying innate holy body!

He stopped to rest only after most of his strength was exhausted.

"Wealth, medicinal food."

"Come...come."

Fugui was in a panic because Shen Lian's invisible aura was too terrifying.

Shen Lian poured well water on his back, and the pain eased a little. After he finished another pot of medicinal food, the swelling on his skin and flesh had actually subsided.

To ensure that your foundation is not damaged, wait until the blood stasis disappears before continuing to practice Iron Shirt.

The hardwood sticks couldn't bear the weight and had dents on the tops. If they were ordinary wooden sticks, more than a dozen of them would have been broken.

The noises in the courtyard were intermittent, increasingly sounding like the collision of a heavy object.

Shen Lian originally thought that it would take at least five days to get started with the Iron Shirt, but when he woke up that night, his acupoints had already become compatible with his strength.

Early the next morning.

Shen Lian had just warmed himself up with a hardwood stick when the stinging pain in his back quietly disappeared.

The flow of strength between the acupoints is extremely smooth.

He summoned up his career panel in disbelief. The affirmation from the golden finger greatly increased the value of the Innate Horizontal Training Holy Body.

[Martial Arts: Chasing Waves (perfect), Tide-Striking Fist (first glimpse), Iron Shirt (first glimpse)]

"Only a day and a half."

Shen Lian spent half a day familiarizing himself with the acupoints of the iron shirt. Theoretically, one day would be more than enough to get started.

It can be seen that food supplements are one aspect and the perfect Zhulang Posture is another.

Shen Lian used the Iron Shirt, and the muscles on his back formed into one piece, using 30% of his strength to maintain it, and the texture of his skin and flesh felt like rock.

The chest also plays a role, but it is far less obvious than the back.

As for hidden injuries.

Shen Lian did not have any obvious discomfort. After all, when he was tempering his acupoints, nutrients were used to repair his injuries, so he thought it should be no big deal.

The days passed in the repeated torture of the iron vest.

Shen Lian didn't even have time to practice boxing, as he focused on practicing Iron Shirt.

Seventh day.

Iron Shirt has officially reached minor success.

Unfortunately, even if the level of inferior martial arts is improved, the increase in strength is only relatively ordinary.

Fortunately, Shen Lian did not feel any obvious bottleneck, and it should take less than a month for Iron Shirt to be fully mastered.

As he became more familiar with the iron shirt, Shen Lian no longer hit the back himself.

He called two servants, and after paying a few taels of silver, the servants willingly became tools, holding hardwood sticks to help practice horizontal training.

The two Dang Ding took turns to fight, but Shen Lian lay down in the courtyard and took a nap.

Who says horizontal training can’t be done badly?

On the fifteenth day of that month, Shen Lian quietly left the pawnshop.

(End of this chapter)