Three abandoned houses have been scrapped and can be transferred to the garbage dump for recycling.

An Yang laughed, walked over, and slapped his palm, and his strength spread like thunder throughout his body, making the three of them seem to be electrocuted, just get up, the suffocation that wants to die also dissipates, although the whole body aches, but can still walk.

"Come with me." An Yang coldly threw down a sentence, Cao Zijian, Meng Haoran, and He Zhizhang glanced at each other sadly, gritted their teeth and followed An Yang, wailing in their hearts, is this still a beautiful college life?

An Yang took the three otaku to walk slowly for half an hour, soothing the qi and blood, so as not to leave a dark injury, An Yang also planned to pull the three of them to run 10,000 meters at night, if the recovery after the exercise is not in place, these three goods will not be able to get up at all.

When you are the boss, you also have to give benefits to the younger brother, otherwise the brain-dead will always follow you.

An Yang took three roommates to eat meat at a small fried restaurant outside the school, there are not many restaurants at the main entrance of Longshan University, but there is a side door on the side of the student dormitory.

The two-meter-tall figure is not unheard of in the university town, but An Yang looks fierce and has a strong body, and he walks over like a fierce tiger walking leisurely, even if there is no malice, it will make others fearful.

Cao Zijian, Meng Haoran, and He Zhizhang felt that they were about to die, they were thirsty, they were so hungry, they wanted to move to the dormitory, woo, I miss my mother, where are you, uncle policeman, there are bad people here.

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"Boss, let's have a casserole of braised pork, hurry up and serve it." An Yang's eyes are very vicious, but in the forum of Longshan University, I have seen which one of the snacks has what specialties there are, and if you want to train your muscles and strength, you have to eat fatty meat. However, pure fatty meat, these three abandoned houses can't be swallowed, or the fat and thin braised pork is more suitable for dinner.

There are three people in the small fried shop, the boss of the cooking is a middle-aged man, the proprietress and a girl in her twenties.

"Okay, I'll be right away." The boss looked at the vicious and burly An Yang and was also frightened, he was not a good person at first glance, but how could there be a reason to drive customers when he opened a store. The braised pork in this restaurant is very distinctive, it is slowly cooked in a casserole, and it can be served at any time, and a casserole of braised pork can be divided into five large bowls, ten yuan a piece.

The boss took a round wooden mat, brought the whole casserole over, lifted the lid, and sprinkled a handful of green onion and coriander, which is a wonderful fragrance and has the taste of medicinal herbs. The proprietress made five bowls of rice neatly and sent them over, and the part-time girl was a little afraid.

"Bring another case of beer, let's have a good drink today, and we won't go home if we don't get drunk." An Yang's voice is always cold and violent, which makes people feel creepy when they listen to it, and they dare not be disobedient.

The boss diligently moved a case of beer, and An Yang said to the three abandoned houses who didn't dare to eat: "Drink a bottle of beer first, then eat meat, and then." An Yang picked up a bottle of beer in each hand, put a bottle cap with his thumb, opened it, and handed it to Cao Zijian and Meng Haoran, who obediently caught the beer.

An Yang picked up two more bottles of beer, opened the lid, and handed them to He Zhizhang: "It's a man's, just drink it all in one gulp." ”

The four of them raised the beer, touched the bottle, and started drinking, An Yang was as proud as a tiger, drank the beer in two sips, picked up the rice bowl and sandwiched the braised pork to eat, and said by the way: "Boss, come over with another pot of rice, so as not to trouble." ”

Cao Zijian, Meng Haoran, and He Zhizhang drank the beer with a grunt, and they were really thirsty, and then they gobbled it up, and they were really hungry. An Yang is really very happy, he did a vote today, although the money he got was only enough to buy a very low-grade hundred-year-old ginseng, but An Yang didn't care about this, King Kong is not bad and the magic stopped at the fifth layer for several years, so let him die.

Besides, An Yang didn't think about buying hundred-year-old ginseng, there are many rich people in Longshan City, and there are always people who have treasures, so when they hear the news, they will borrow it, wouldn't it be wonderful.

The national art is complete, the strength is complete, the fifth layer of the King Kong is not bad, the marrow washing is completed, the grandmaster An Yang, as long as it is not met by the great master of Danjin, it is fearless, the bone chopping knife and cutting the hand, it is just a white mark, no blood.

Cao Zijian, Meng Haoran, and He Zhizhang are all like hungry wolves, eating and drinking, but the three of them add a piece, but they still can't compare to An Yang's meal, which simply makes the boss's eyes widen, and he has never seen such a rice bucket for more than ten years.

After eating and drinking, An Yang, the boss, paid the bill, and the boss also erased the odds, begging for harmony and wealth.

An Yang led the three weak scum who were sore and unbearable when they walked back to the dormitory, and then rushed to take a bath, and after washing, the three of them all climbed into bed and lay down and became dead pigs, not wanting to move. An Yang doesn't care about the life or death of these three goods, anyway, he can't run away for 10,000 meters at night, and with An Yang's palm, he activates his qi and blood, and the three of them can also have the strength to get up and be trained at night.

What is military training, An Yang wants to let these three little brothers feel what is the way to strengthen their bodies.

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An Yang sat on the chair, his buttocks half a centimeter apart, stood on the stump, took out the "Buddhist Sutras", opened and recited the scriptures, and practiced the secret method of thunder sound of washing the marrow scriptures. The Sanskrit recitation of the Pulp Sutra is not certain, but the Sanskrit recitation know-how is the most fundamental. Many of the Buddhist martial arts inherited by Bodhidharma require profound Buddhism to be cultivated, that is, monks chant sutras day and night to cleanse their bodies.

Monks chanting scriptures are different from ordinary people, Buddhists understand the true meaning of Buddhist scriptures, when reciting, the voice of the heart and the sound of the scriptures coincide, internal and external refining. And the Buddhist scriptures are still hidden in the mysteries, just like the lyrics of a song, the words are there, ordinary people will also read, but there is no music score, you can't sing into a song, the Buddhist scriptures are also the same, I don't know the music score of the scriptures, that is, the recitation of the scriptures for a hundred years.

An Yang's Buddha bone relics helped him learn the advanced posture of correctly reciting the marrow washing sutra, and then applied the Sanskrit sound secret to other Buddhist scriptures, and the effect was the same. It's like refilling the lyrics of a song, and the tune still hasn't changed.

Buddhist monks are very cunning, Buddhist scriptures are spread all over the world, but the sound of Buddhism is passed on by word of mouth, leaving no words.

The method of breathing and breathing is the soul of King Kong's incorruptible divine skills, and the pile skills are the foundation, if your legs are not stable, even if you are not afraid of swords and slashes, you will have a hairy use, and it is not a dead dog to be knocked down with a kick.

There are 12 types of Vajra not bad magic skills, Zen style, dead tree roots, Haidilao Moon, Arhat lifting Ding, King Kong angry eyes, holding the moon in his arms, cranes meeting wings, heaven and earth meeting, overlord opening the bow, the great sage kicking the furnace, palming the gong, and playing all over the body.

It is not only the method of cultivation, but also the method of actual combat.

But An Yang doesn't like to use the twelve styles, really when other martial artists are stupid, if it is recognized as King Kong is not bad, a bunch of troubles, not much else, Shaolin Temple is not a melon seed to watch the show, this is one of the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin secrets, and what is even worse is that the marrow washing scripture has been lost!

[Life and death are downplayed, if you don't accept it, you will do it! ] The author came with a knife, robbed the collection, and left a recommendation vote! For mobile phone users, please visit wènhttp://mnet

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