The fog of the early morning, like a veil, shrouded in this veil of the far north city, before the veil is lifted, is quiet and peaceful.

Xiao Zhen got up very early to practice in the hospital, although the injury has not healed, but normal movement is not a problem, as long as the force is moderate, pay attention to rest, and the combination of work and rest, it is also helpful to recover.

Xuan Chen pushed open the door and saw the sound of the wind caused by the wave of Xiao Zhen's fist, and his eyes were hot.

This set of boxing methods seems to be simple, and it is a road of opening and closing, but presumably if it is used properly, it can also exert a good power.

Hearing the movement of opening the door from Xuanchen's side, Xiao Zhen stopped his movements and beckoned to Xuanchen, "Chen'er, come and see how this set of martial arts for your father is." ”

Then Xiao Zhen continued to swing out of the boxing fight, and another punch was struck, and a fist wind followed closely behind, blowing away. The dust under Xiao Zhen's feet was suddenly shaken and scattered in all directions.

"Father, what is this martial art called?" Xuan Chen asked with great interest, he really needed a martial art to take advantage of now.

The martial arts that he had learned in the sect had been abandoned for a long time, although he practiced in his mind every day, but it was always on paper, lacking the practice of real gun combat, and those martial arts were all rugged and complex, and it was obviously unrealistic to remaster them in a short period of time.

And Xiao Zhen's boxing martial arts, the cultivation threshold should not be high, which can just make up for his current martial arts vacancies.

"This boxing method is my father's housekeeping skill, and it is a martial art that is lower in the opening chapter, called Iron Mountain Fist. When you learn Dacheng, your arms are as hard as mountain rocks and granite, and you only need to break them with one punch. Relying on this martial art, my father has killed a lot of demon beasts. ”

Yun Kai is a lower grade, and from the perspective of quality alone, Xiao Zhen's martial arts are at the bottom. However, in many cases, it is not enough to judge the quality of martial arts alone, but also to consider the cultivators themselves, their proficiency in martial arts, whether they are in line with their own attributes, and other factors complement each other in order to be able to exert the greatest power.

All in all, what suits you is the best.

"Does Chen'er want to learn?"

Xuanchen nodded hurriedly, "Well, I think." ”

"Haha, okay, come on. Xiao Zhen laughed happily.

"The beginning of the cloud is a martial art, the key to Tieshan Boxing: based on the arms, supplemented by spiritual energy, first quenching boxing, then practicing boxing, boxing wind and stones, that is, the entry ......"

Xuan Chen listened carefully to Xiao Zhen's teaching, and memorized the cultivation tips of Tieshan Fist word by word.

After finishing the cultivation tips, Xiao Zhen started from the beginning and demonstrated the complete punching process, while punching, he patiently analyzed the essence of each move and each style, and the places that need to be paid attention to.

Xuanchen watched and listened attentively, recorded the picture of Xiao Zhen's punch frame by frame in his mind, and waited until Xiao Zhen finished the demonstration, and then connected the frame by frame, and repeated it in his mind.

"Come on, give it a punch. ”

Xuan Chen stopped the gesture of the fist in his hand and nodded, "Okay." ”

Then Xuanchen took a step forward, walked to the wooden stake where Xiao Zhen often practiced martial arts, sank into the dantian, bent his knees, clenched his fist and placed his right fist tightly on his waist, gathering momentum and cohesion, and finally swung his fist out.

"Bang!"

A dull sound sounded, and Xuan Chen's fist turned red, but the stake didn't move at all, only shaking off a few pieces of sawdust, not to mention playing a fist like Xiao Zhen's.

Xuanchen withdrew his fist and scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Haha, the momentum is in place, but it's still lacking. Come, run the aura and gather it on the right arm, and then ......"

In the courtyard, the sound of fists slamming against stakes came and went, the young man sweated profusely and kept trying, and the man tirelessly corrected the teaching.

Under the wooden pile, the splinters of wood chips that were shaken off were piled higher and higher.

Breakfast was ready, and when Lin Qing came to the eaves and was about to call the two of them to eat, he happened to bump into Xuanchen and punched again. However, this time the fist momentum is already a bit decent, and the momentum of the bamboo-breaking bamboo on the fist is beginning to take shape.

The dust on the ground, following the trajectory of Xuan Chen's punch, moved half a step in the direction of the stake.

"Bang!"

A depression appeared in the stake, a shallow fist print.

"Chen'er rest for a while, breakfast is ready, and only when you are full will you have the strength to continue practicing." Lin Qing said with a smile.

"Alright Mother, here we are. Xuan Chen replied, and then couldn't wait to turn his head and ask Xiao Zhen, "Father, how is my punch?"

"Huh?" Xiao Zhen recovered from the shock and nodded vigorously, "Oh, good, good!"

Xuan Chen didn't believe it very much, "Is it really okay?"

Xiao Zhen's face was pale, "It's okay? It's very good." You must know that it took a whole month to be a father back then, and he was barely able to punch the style. You're ...... Forget it, it's hard to compare. ”

Xuan Chen smiled heartily, "It's still my father who teaches well." ”

"Stinky boy, I'm your old man, do you still need you to take care of my face?" Xiao Zhen scolded with a smile.

Xuanchen said seriously: "What the child said is true. ”

"Okay, okay, let's go eat first. Xiao Zhen glanced at the woman under the eaves as if he was nonchalant, and said in a low voice, "Otherwise, your mother will be furious again." ”

Lin Qing, who seemed to have ears to the wind, suddenly raised the spatula in his hand high to this side, and said angrily: "Bad old man, what are you talking about!"

After breakfast, Xuanchen planned to go to the temple fair, and he wanted to find a flower bed or something for the spirit gathering grass seed to grow.

Since he lost a Gathering Spirit Grass and got a seed, Xuan Chen felt that it was necessary to have a snack. Whether you can raise it or not is an afterword, after all, there are some "delicate and expensive and difficult to raise" among the natural treasures, but they will only know after raising them. If it is really a delicate genus, then Xuanchen can only resign himself to fate.

The couple will quietly stuff a little pocket money under Xuanchen's pillow from time to time on weekdays, Xuanchen has refused a few times, but the couple sang and harmonized, and pretended to be stupid and sold it, saying that there was no such thing, where did they get the spare money to throw everywhere?

Later, Xuanchen didn't shirk and happily accepted it, but he kept saving it and was never willing to use it. I thought that when the family was really exhausted one day, the money would be the last guarantee for the three of them.

But now he doesn't need those medicinal materials to warm his body, it can be said that he can open up sources and reduce expenditure, and the situation at home will definitely get better and better in the future, so the worries he once had will naturally disappear.

Poured the gold coins in the clay pot on the bed, and it was like pouring out a golden stream, and counted them one by one, and there were nearly a hundred gold coins, even Xuanchen himself was surprised.

Xuan Chen carefully put the gold coin back into the bag, and put it in his hand, it was really heavy!

Buying a simple gestation vessel must be more than enough rubbing, Xuanchen learned the posture of those rich people walking, nostrils facing the sky, some funny stride out of the house, close the door, and wait until out of the yard, then quickly changed back to the normal pace, so as not to let others show him as a joke.

The temple fair in Yaobei City is located in the southeast city area, and the scale is huge, divided and possessed by various large and small families and wealthy gentry, among which the Mu family and the Mo family occupy the most extensive area.

If ordinary people want to sell some groceries, they need to rent from the family in charge of the temple fair, and pay rent according to the geographical location and size of the stall.

There are many strange categories of items sold at the temple fair, basically as long as you want it, you are willing to spend your effort to find it, you can find your favorite items in a certain stall.

Of course, in addition to some that are too rare, such as inscriptions, sophisticated weapons and armor, as well as superior martial arts and mental techniques. The temple fair can no longer accommodate its high value, so you need to choose the auction house on the shelf, and the auction house will start bidding.

On the one hand, if it is sold by auction, the final transaction price can often be satisfactory, and there is no need to worry about the situation that there is no market.

On the other hand, the puppet is not guilty, and if you are not strong enough to bear the threat of the treasure, then you will obediently hand it over to the auction house. If there is an auction in the middle, it can not only ensure that the owner's privacy will not be leaked, but also can control the auction house, the strength behind it must not be underestimated, no one will be stupid enough to be presumptuous in the auction house, let alone bold enough to dare to covet the treasures in the house.

After going around the temple fair for a long time, I didn't find the utensils I liked for planting the seeds of the Gathering Spirit Grass, which made Xuanchen a little melancholy, but thinking about it, since it was all out, it was okay anyway, so let's go shopping more, after all, there are still many areas that have not been walked.

In the past, he had the courage to face the gossip of others, but now he has the courage to face their judgments with dignity and integrity, and the two seem to be not very different, but in fact they are completely different. Human words are terrible, fearless and meaningless, are two different things. One is that the mood is tenacious enough, and the soldiers will come to block. And the other is the wind and rain in the future, I am calm, laughing at the rumors and rumors.

This is not the same as it used to be, and the boy is not the same boy anymore. He didn't need to smile anymore, just wait for the clouds to open and see the moon.

Xuanchen continued to weave between the crowd, and after walking for half a pillar of incense again, he stopped. Because further on is the temple fair area under the jurisdiction of the Mu family.

But just as he was about to turn around and prepare to go home, a stall on the left hand side of the front caught his attention.

Xuan Chen frowned, but still raised his steps and walked forward.

The owner of the stall was a middle-aged man with a fierce face and did not look very good at talking, dressed in an animal skin jacket, his eyes were closed, and his whole body was swirling, and he was actually meditating in the middle of the city. A huge Pu knife stood upright on the side, and the tip of the knife broke a gap, but it was not broken, but it added a few points of murderous aura. The blood stains crisscrossed like spider silk on the blade seemed to have eroded into the blade of the knife for a long time, and it looked extremely terrifying. It is estimated that just seeing such a terrifying Pu knife is enough for ordinary pickpockets to dispel the thief's thoughts and retreat from Sanhe, after all, their lives matter.

There is an unwritten rule in the temple that as long as you have conclusive evidence that the person's hands and feet are not clean, then you must be beaten or killed, and no one will intervene to stop you.

It is even said that you don't need to deal with the corpse after the killing, and when the temple fair is dismissed, there will naturally be a family in charge of the area to send someone to clean it up to ensure that it is as new as new the next day, and it will not affect the future business operation.

"This uncle. Xuan Chen called to the man, but the man did not move.

Xuan Chen raised his voice and called again: "Uncle, wake up." ”

Only then did the middle-aged man open his eyes and asked impatiently, "Little baby, what are you doing?"

Xuanchen was stunned, how could he do such a business?

"Can you sell this to me?" Xuan Chen pointed to a black porcelain altar the size of a rice bowl on the stall.

The middle-aged man lowered his eyebrows and glanced at what the young man was referring to, and said lightly: "Yes, fifty gold coins." ”

Xuanchen's jaw almost didn't drop, "Fifty? This is an ordinary porcelain altar, why are you selling it so expensive?"

"Love or not. The middle-aged man left a sentence, then closed his eyes again, and did not discuss.

Xuanchen smacked his lips, and sure enough, he was like him, not a good talker. But after such a big turn, it was not easy to get into the right place, and Xuanchen didn't want to retreat easily.

Xuanchen didn't care whether the man was listening or not, he just continued: "Uncle, you see that I am a child, and I am poor and sour, where did I get so much money? I really like this little thing, do you think it should be cheaper?"

The middle-aged man frowned and said, "Forty, if you want to bargain again, you can find another family." ”

The middle-aged man pointed to the Pu knife beside him again, "See if there is a break on this knife, it was broken by the backbone of a first-order demon beast, and this porcelain altar was found from the depths of the monster beast's cave nest." I almost put my life into it for this broken jar, do you think it's worth it?"

"I said, how can such a good magic weapon be bad, there must be a big reason. At first glance, the uncle is excellent in martial arts and has extraordinary skills. But...... Can you give in a little bit more?"

The middle-aged man waved his hand, "The horses are loud, it's useless! Do you want to be cheap? ”

"You really can't take a step back?"

"Seriously!"

Xuan Chen gritted his teeth, took out the money bag from his arms, counted forty gold coins and put them in front of the middle-aged man, "Forty, you count." ”

The middle-aged man took the gold coin, but caught a glimpse of the money bag that was still heavy in Xuanchen's hand, and asked, "Little baby, didn't you say that you have no money?"

"Uh......" Xuanchen realized that he was exposed, and he thought embarrassed, so he quickly turned around and said, "This is the money that my father gave me to purchase household goods, and now I have spent some privately, and I am worried about how to explain it to him when I go back." ”

The middle-aged man looked at Xuanchen with a half-believing gaze, but unfortunately Xuanchen was not timid and didn't show him any clues, so the man could only give up and put away the money stupidly.

"Little baby, can you ask more questions and spend forty gold coins to buy a broken ...... Eh, small porcelain altar. In other words, I am definitely reluctant, could it be that this porcelain altar has another saying?" the middle-aged man asked curiously.

"Then are you willing to sell me at the normal price?" asked Xuanchen rhetorically.

"Uh...... Won't. The man said.

"Didn't you deliberately expose my scars? You refused to take a step back, the price was set to death, but I thought that liking such things was priceless, and as a result, I was wronged. Xuanchen waved his hand and said helplessly.

Still confused, but unable to figure out the mystery, the man seemed to be a little upset, waving his hand to drive people away, "That's it, go quickly, don't delay my cultivation here." ”

"Thank you. Xuanchen didn't care, took the porcelain altar and prepared to go back.

But just as he was about to leave, a familiar voice came.

"This porcelain altar, Young Master Ben also took a fancy to it. ”

Xuanchen asked, looked back, and his eyes suddenly turned cold, "Muhai!"

Mu Hai smiled playfully at Xuanchen, "Boy, the acquaintance obediently sent it to Young Master Ben." A waste mud leg, dare to dirty the boundary of my family's temple fair, didn't you eat enough of the lesson last time?"

The other party obviously deliberately found fault, Xuan Chen was not afraid to smile back, and his aura worked quietly, "What if I say no?"

"Then lie down and get out of here. After Mu Hai finished speaking, his body moved, his right palm turned into a claw, and he grabbed Xuanchen.

Mu Hai thought that if this kid was captured and sent back by Mu Qisheng, Mu Qisheng would be happy, and he would definitely reward himself with some benefits. Recalling that day in that dilapidated courtyard, this kid didn't know whether he was alive or dead and dared to speak wildly to Mu Qisheng, he guessed that Mu Qisheng must be angry, but because of his face, he didn't want to be criticized that he didn't even let go of waste, so he didn't make a move.

Now that this waste has been sent to the door by itself, Mu Hai is overjoyed in his heart, and feels that it is really a godsend.

Mu Hai's claws were getting closer and closer to Xuanchen, but just as the claws were about to fall on Xuanchen's neck, when Mu Hai thought that the victory was in his hands, Xuanchen suddenly turned to the side and skillfully avoided it.

Mu Hai's claws missed, and he turned to look at Xuan Chen in disbelief, the waste mud leg that they had held in the palm of their hand a few days ago and kneaded wantonly, "This is impossible!"

"You chicken feet, you should be able to go down to the river to catch Wang Ba. Xuanchen said disdainfully.

The crowd gathered around to watch the excitement was sneered by Xuanchen's sarcastic joke.

Mu Hai looked at the two people of the same age who came with him with a red face, and asked them with his eyes, but the two shook their heads blankly, indicating that they also did not see what had happened before. Because they didn't pay attention to the waste in Mu Hai's mouth at all, they thought it was a catch, so they didn't pay attention to the kid's every move.

It must have been a coincidence. Mu Hai thought to himself, raised his voice as if to strengthen his courage, and shouted: "Don't be too self-righteous, I want to see if you can be so lucky next!"

"Condensing Water Palm!" The aura on Mu Hai's palm gathered, and then the palm of his hand pushed straight forward, blasting towards Xuanchen.

The cloud opens with a low-grade martial art, a condensing palm!

The mist lingered around the palm of Mu Hai's five fingers in front of him, and the mist became thicker and thicker, almost enveloping half of Mu Hai's body in the blink of an eye.

There was an uproar in the surrounding crowd, the heir of the Mu family, one of the two strongest families in Yaobei City, was only dealing with a child who didn't even have aura, and he actually used martial arts?

The constant uproar in his ears made Mu Hai even more embarrassed, he immediately poured all the aura into his right palm, the mist was thicker, looking at its momentum, the murderous intent was everywhere, if this palm was hit, Xuanchen would be crippled if he was lucky not to die.

Xuanchen's ten fingers were clenched, and his mind once again recalled the key to the "Iron Mountain Fist" he practiced in the morning, the dantian was running, and the muscles on his arms gradually bulged.

The cloud opens with a low-grade martial art, Iron Mountain Fist!

When Mu Hai was only two steps away from Xuan Chen, Xuan Chen suddenly threw out his fists and went straight into the mist, wanting to clear the clouds and see the blue sky.

Mu Hai felt the fierce power on those fists, and his pupils suddenly shrank, full of horror.

How could this cowardly worm, who had just been trampled under their feet a few days ago and played with wantonly, burst out with such a powerful momentum?!

Under this shock, Mu Hai was in a trance, forgetting that there was still his own palm in the fog, and it was he who took the lead. As a result, his momentum stagnated for a moment, and it was this momentary stagnation, like a round of tomorrow hidden behind the clouds and mist, which suddenly shone brightly, illuminating the flaws in Muhai's qi.

"Boom!"

The fists collided together, shaking the mist of water vapor apart.

In the shocked eyes of everyone, Mu Hai's offensive collapsed in an instant.

Xuan Chen once again instilled spiritual energy into his arms, and the fist wind shook out, directly breaking through Mu Hai's spiritual energy defense line and slamming heavily on his chest.

"Poof!" Mu Hai spat blood, and shot backwards like a lightning strike.

The crows were silent, and everyone stared at the young man standing alone in the center in a daze, how could this be waste!

It was once rumored that Xiao Zhen of the Lei Zhan Mercenary Regiment picked up a waste boy from the Demon Beast Mountain Range.

The young man stayed at home for a year, survived for four years, and was weak and sick without the opportunity to cultivate, and they always called him a parasite who was raised behind his back.

But today, the young man is like a towering sword, sharp and sharp, smashing all gossip.

"Vulnerable!" Xuan Chen looked at Mu Hai, who fell to the ground like a dead dog, sneered disdainfully, put away the porcelain altar, and walked outside the temple fair.

The crowd of onlookers avoided one after another, vacating a passage, and letting the young man walk slowly step by step.