"I don't have any trouble here...... If there is any trouble, I'm afraid it's you, little brother......" After speaking, the old man surnamed Sun made a gesture of invitation to Hu Lin and let him into the shop.

The old man surnamed Sun did not stay in the hall, and directly led Hu Lin into the guest room in the backyard. The room is not big, but it is very tidy and has all kinds of daily necessities.

Hu Lin looked at the room slightly, turned his head and saw that the old man was leaving, so he said to him, "Old Sun, you should be a martial artist, right?" When the old man appeared, he threw the burly Chen Er out of the shop with an understatement, which was deeply engraved in Hu Lin's mind. For such a powerful martial artist, Hu Lin naturally would not give up the opportunity to ask for advice.

The old man stopped walking out of the door, looked back at Hu Lin with interest, and said, "Why did the little brother say this?"

Hu Lin pulled out the chair next to the table, invited the old man to sit down, and then said, "When Old Sun just invited that Chen Er out, he used four techniques of blocking, grabbing, lifting, and pushing in one breath. If it weren't for a powerful martial artist, how could he use these four techniques in one shot?"

The old man raised his eyebrows, looked at Hu Lin's eyes full of appreciation, and said slowly, "Hehehe...... With such eyesight at a young age, it seems that you have a lot of potential in the martial arts journey. ”

Sun Lao praised it...... Hu Lin is only a beginner in the martial arts, and there are still many doubts in his heart, and he hopes that Sun Lao can give him some advice. After speaking, Hu Lin also put on an open face to ask for advice.

"The old man saw a killing aura from your skills just now, which is not something that a person who has just entered the martial arts can show. The old man didn't believe Hu Lin's words, but he was just curious in his heart, how could such a young person have the aura of killing.

"Yes, I once practiced with a master. It's just that his old man said that I have a special physique, and he has never taught me the cultivation exercises. It wasn't until two years ago that I accidentally got a martial exercise, and then I embarked on the path of a martial artist......" Hu Lin knew that he couldn't hide it from the old man, so he briefly told him about following Tu Wanli's cultivation. Of course, he would not be stupid enough to tell the old man the name of Tu Wanli.

After listening to this, the old man nodded and said, "Hmm...... If you can't cultivate and use your true power, you won't be considered a martial artist. It seems that your master didn't teach you the basics of martial arts other than training you. Today, the old man will tell you about the common sense of martial arts, so as not to be confused about your future cultivation path. ”

Hu Lin was now hungry for this knowledge, and his Tu Wanli master thought that if he couldn't practice the exercises, he was not considered a martial artist, so he didn't tell him about the common sense of martial artists.

Through the old man's explanation, Hu Lin understood that this martial artist's cultivation was divided into different stages. Generally, people who have just entered the martial arts path have become martial apprentices, and this martial apprentice stage is the foundation of the martial arts path. At this stage, it is not only necessary to practice diligently to increase one's true strength, but also to constantly polish one's body to lay a solid foundation for the martial arts. Now that you have mastered the use of Mana, you can add the use of Mana to your weapons or moves. But be careful, or you'll be attacked by the real power.

When the martial artist opens up all the meridians of the whole body, he enters the martial arts stage. At this stage, martial arts cultivators have to use their true power to hammer and hone their own skin, flesh, muscles and bones. After his body is beaten by his true power, not only will his own physique make a qualitative leap, but also he will be more comfortable with the use of his true power.

When the warrior finishes beating his body, he will begin to temper his internal organs, and thus enter the martial arts stage. The so-called martial artist is someone who has fully understood the method of tempering the body, so he has the qualifications to teach karma. At this stage, if the martial arts have been tempered, then there is no need to be afraid of the backlash of true power.

As for the later stage of the martial artist, the old man surnamed Sun did not give Hu Lin a detailed explanation. Because the realm after the martial artist is not only the polishing of the body, but also the understanding of some very mysterious things. Therefore, in this world, there are not many people who can reach the subsequent stage of martial arts.

After listening, Hu Lin found that he had a misunderstanding in his cultivation. Fortunately, I asked Sun Lao for advice today, otherwise it would be difficult to get out of the misunderstanding if I relied on my own thinking. In the past two years, he has devoted himself to cultivating his true power, but he has never thought of opening up his own meridians. As a result, although he now has a strong true power in the dantian, he can't use it freely.

Hu Lin chatted with the old man surnamed Sun until late, during which he raised many questions about the cultivation of martial artists, and the old man surnamed Sun was very patient to answer them one by one. Because most of the questions raised by Hu Linti involved the key to the cultivation process, the old man surnamed Sun had not met a young man as smart and qualified as Hu Lin for many years. This made the old man surnamed Sun very happy and loved Hu Lin even more.

"Little brother Hu Lin, we have a good conversation tonight, but it's getting late, so the old man won't disturb you to rest......" The old man surnamed Sun saw that it was getting late, so he wanted to leave.

Hu Lin was a little unsatisfied, but since the old man wanted to leave, he couldn't stop him, so he said, "Old Sun is erudite, which has benefited the younger generation a lot." It's a pity that this time flies too quickly, and I will leave this place tomorrow, and I don't know when I will be able to meet Sun Lao again......"

Seeing the regret on Hu Lin's face, the old man smiled and said, "Hehe~ If you are fated, you will eventually meet, why be sad about this short parting? I think the little brother should be concerned about the trouble caused today, then Cheng Gongzi may not give up, not to mention that he also has a father who protects calves." ”

Hearing this, Hu Lin didn't care, and said, "Cut~ It's just a second ancestor." can cultivate such a wicked son, I don't think that dead fat man's son will be much better. ”

"Little brother, don't underestimate that Cheng Zida. Although he has passed the age of not being confused, and the martial arts realm is not too big, after all, he is still one step away from stepping into the martial arts realm, which is not easy to deal with with this beginner who has just entered the martial apprentice realm. Seeing Hu Lin's indifferent look, the old man kindly reminded him.

When Hu Lin heard Sun Lao say this, not only was he not afraid, but there was also a trace of excitement on his face, and he said, "I almost stepped into the realm of martial artists, and my understanding of martial arts should have reached a certain level, and I really want to meet him now." ”

Seeing the expression on Hu Lin's face, Sun Lao stroked his beard and smiled, and then walked out of the room.

The next morning, after Hu Lin got up, he wanted to talk to Sun Lao again before leaving. Unexpectedly, the shopkeeper told him that Sun Lao went out before dawn, and he didn't know when he would come back. So Hu Lin bought some food from the shopkeeper and left Linshui Town.

But he hadn't left the town for long before he was stopped by several three-way figures.

"Dad, it's this stinky boy who made the child look like this!" A familiar voice floated into Hu Lin's ears, and the owner of this voice was Cheng Yingjun's dead fat man.

Hu Lin didn't look at Cheng Yingjun, who was like a pig's head, but fell on the middle-aged man standing in the middle. The man was dressed in a powerful suit and was heroic, and at a glance he knew that he was a veritable warrior. With short black and thick hair, sword eyebrows, and a thick beard on the chin, it gives people a sense of not being angry and arrogant. Comparing Cheng Yingjun beside him, no one can tell that they are a father and son.

"Dare to ask this uncle, why are you blocking my way?" Hu Lin's middle-aged man in the way of nature was Cheng Yingjun's father, but he still asked knowingly.

The man glared at him and said, "Stinky boy, you hurt my child, do you want to leave like this?"

Hu Lin made an expression on his face, and the corners of his mouth crooked and said, "It turns out that it is the father of the dead fat man, and I have long heard that Cheng Zida, the town guard of Linhe Town, dotes on his son very much." I was able to see Lord Keeper today, and it was just like a rumor. I don't know how to deal with the villain?"

Cheng Zida flicked the sleeves of his robe and said, "It depends on how I want to deal with you......" After speaking, he looked at the dead fat man beside him with a doting face.

Cheng Yingjun now has a backer, so he has regained his arrogant appearance, but now with a head like a pig's head, it is really a little ridiculous. I saw him tilt his head and say, "Dad...... I have to pay him twice as much as the pain I have endured!And, let him hand over the little fox!" After speaking, he pointed his fat finger at the snow-white little fox in Hu Lin's arms.

Hu Lin became angry when he heard this, it seems that this dead fat man has not accepted the lesson, and is still delusional about Mei'er. So he put down the little fox, dodged and rushed towards Cheng Yingjun, and reached out to fan his fat face. Seeing that he was about to fan that fat face, a big hand directly slapped Hu Lin's palm away. The corners of Hu Lin's mouth smiled slightly, and two golden needles flashed out of his right hand, which pierced Zhao Yingjun's abdomen like lightning. After Zhao Yingjun was shot, he immediately rolled to the ground with his hands on his belly, and at the same time let out an ugly howl in his mouth.

Cheng Zida saw his son rolling around, so he hurriedly helped him up and counted the dots on him with his fingers, which relieved the sharp pain in the dead fat man's abdomen a lot. Cheng Zida shouted at Hu Lin at this time, "Bold thief, you dare to be so presumptuous in front of me, see if I don't pick your skin!" After speaking, he raised his fist and hit Hu Lin.

Hu Lin was looking forward to fighting Cheng Zida in the last battle, and he didn't dodge the punch he hit at all, and directly raised his arms to defend against the punch that hit his chest. The fists and arms intersected, and Hu Lin only felt a tingling sensation coming from his arm. The force on Cheng Zida's fist directly submerged into Hu Lin's arms, if he hadn't seen that the momentum was wrong and hurriedly retreated a few steps, I am afraid that his arms would have been discounted by Cheng Zida's fist.

Before Hu Lin could savor the punch just now, Cheng Zida's subsequent attack had already arrived in front of him. Hu Lin didn't dare to make a hard connection this time, and he quickened his pace and began to clumsily respond to Cheng Zida's fist attacking him.

Cheng Zida's fists turned into countless fist shadows, pressing step by step, while Hu Lin used his clumsy figure to dodge or block. The current Hu Lin can be described as embarrassed, and sometimes he even has to get on all fours to avoid Cheng Zida's fist shadow. However, after a few rounds, Hu Lin gradually adapted to Cheng Zida's attack rhythm, and his body gradually got rid of the embarrassment.

As the pace under his feet began to be flexible, Hu Lin's figure gradually became elegant. In the face of Cheng Zida's overwhelming fist shadows, Hu Lin could always find a gap to avoid the past. It's just that now the exposed skin on his body has been covered with blue and purple fist marks, but there is an excited look on his face.

While Cheng Zida was attacking, he became more and more surprised by Hu Lin in his heart. Originally, I just wanted to use my physical strength to make this stinky boy who bullied his son suffer a little. Unexpectedly, in a few rounds, the teenager actually began to deal with his own fists easily. The arrogance of being a town guard made him unable to tolerate that he couldn't deal with a hairy boy. With a fierce heart, an earthy yellow fist glove flashed out of his fists.

Cheng Zida said angrily, "Stinky boy, you can die under my regretful fist, it is also glorious!"