Xing Zhen was taken to the second floor of the bamboo building by Zhao Huan, and Zhao Huan was not allowed to enter the room, so he had to stay outside the door and wait.

After Xing Zhen entered, he was surprised to see the peasant man, and he also guessed the true identity of this man. It is Yuan Chungang, the owner of the casting door.

Han Zishuai spoke first, as an introductory disciple of the Casting Sect, he was already half an apprentice of mine. He also created a heavenly sword fetus for the Sword Sect, and he is qualified to let me teach you some skills in person.

Xing Zhen immediately retorted: "No, if the sword fetus was given to my friend, I don't plan to give it to the Sword Sect." ”

Yuan Chungang scolded with a smile: "Something without conscience, use the monkey head stone of the Sword Sect to refine the monkey head gold." Shouldn't the forged sword tire belong to the Sword Sect?"

Xing Zhen was unmoved, and replied with his fists clenched: "Please be gracious to the master of the door, but unfortunately it is indeed for a friend." I can personally make a few trips to Monkey Head Mountain and bring back more Monkey Head Stones for the Sword Sect. You can also forge a few more sword tires and leave them for the Sword Sect, and I hope that the master of the sect will return the pity to me. ”

"It's really not good, I have a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum to change. ”

Yuan Chungang smiled and asked rhetorically, "Your thousand-year-old Lingzhi is still there?"

The torturer really knew that something was wrong, and immediately rummaged through his clothes. groped around from the inside out, gritted his teeth and looked at the peasant man sitting cross-legged.

Yuan Chungang turned a blind eye, waved his hand and said casually: "Forget it, since it is for Bei ......"

Suddenly, I remembered that when the young man in white came to get the sword, he told him the story of Qingyang Town. At that time, the name used was Xi Ruobei, and he immediately changed his words: "Sending a sword to Xi Ruobei is no different from what the Sword Sect gave it." I won't embarrass you this time, as for the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum and kiwi fruit brew, sooner or later you will use it on yourself. Don't look at me with those cannibalistic eyes. ”

Yuan Chungang slowly got up and said: "Say do it, say that you want to teach you martial arts in person, and you will definitely do it." You kid is watching. ”

"The old man has been wandering around all year round, collecting all kinds of stones to bring back to the Sword Sect. I often encounter many useless peaks blocking the road, not to mention delaying the trip, but also to exert more effort. ”

"Fortunately, the mountain opened the mountain and broke it, look at it, this trick is called the opening of the mountain. ”

Xing Zhen was dazzled and really remembered every subtle change. seems to be an ordinary peasant man, and the style of opening the mountain does have the ability to open the mountain and gravel.

Completed in one style, regardless of whether Xingzhen remembers it or not, Yuan Chungang's sudden change in moves is like a fierce and domineering sentence in the Kaishan style, and at this time she is more like a tender woman.

Yuan Chungang said loudly: "When you travel all over the world, you will inevitably encounter rivers and lakes blocking the road. Since the mountains can be opened, then the sea can also be towned. Don't ask me why I don't Zhenjiang Zhenhe, because they are too small for me to suppress. This trick is called Zhenhai style. ”

The stretching fist style is like a surging wave, and a wave is stronger than a wave and a punch is more ruthless than a punch. Everything is lacking and seems to be calm and waveless, only the flowing fist intent is endless. All of this is very similar to the superposition of fist power, and it has the same effect.

When the tide gradually receded, Yuan Chungang's momentum changed again in vain. This time he stopped all his movements, and only a self-respecting momentum rippled.

The farmer man changed his previous peacefulness and said sharply: "When planting crops, there are countless insect plagues and ant plagues. God sometimes doesn't open his eyes, or hail or frost. Do you know that the crop field is the fruit of the sweat of the farmer? It depends on it to support a family, to send children to study, and to rely on it for children and grandchildren. ”

"Cutting off the harvest of crops is equivalent to cutting off the dependence of the family, and then I don't like the sky. If it is not pleasing to the eye, it will be broken, and this fist is called the sky-breaking style. ”

There are no fancy moves in the sky-breaking style, only a punch is delivered straight. It is the indomitable momentum of the warrior and the belief that I am invincible.

Xing Zhen carefully found that after the heaven-breaking style was handed out. The punch did not stop immediately, but there was a more dangerous undercurrent. The young man lent a little money in his heart, and this punch was the use of dark energy.

After the three styles were completed, Yuan Chungang asked, "What do you think?"

Xing Zhen blurted out without thinking: "The use of three styles of fierceness, superposition, and dark energy." Only advance, not retreat, and no fear are the three types of fist intent. ”

Yuan Chungang heard that he said three good things in a row, and then smiled slightly: "Since you understand it so thoroughly, how about you and me?"

Xing Zhen was shocked, and waved his hand again and again: "Master Yuan smiled, my realm is too low to meet your requirements. ”

Xing Zhen recognized the facts clearly and did not recklessly agree. However, Yuan Chungang did not appreciate it, and was eager to try it with a boxing high-five.

Seeing Xing Zhen retreating again and again, Yuan Chungang patiently persuaded: "Don't worry, I will suppress the realm." Make sure you and I have a fair fight. ”

Without waiting for the punishment to really object, the peasant man suddenly punched and shouted in a deep voice: "Take it, open the mountain." ”

The speed of the peasant man is too fast, and the punishment is unavoidable. Now learn and use it to fight back in a pioneering style, and then regret it.

After a blow, the hand bones are immediately broken, not to mention people, and the broken kite flies sideways. Bang slammed on the wall of the bamboo building, the punishment was really confused, and the bottom of his heart kept slandering, and he couldn't live this day.

Under this blow, ordinary bamboo buildings will inevitably crumble. The bamboo building in front of him is where Yuan Chungang lives, so it is naturally not ordinary. Peasant men would not destroy their dwellings in order to teach the true punishment.

After Xing Zhen got up with difficulty, he didn't wait for his body to stand firm. A figure suddenly approached, his fist hitting his eyebrows, and there was a rattling sound of bones breaking.

Next, Xing Zhen couldn't help himself, and the constant rattling sound was like a hyplome, stimulating the young man's heart one after another.

Xingzhen, who was dying, actually heard the peasant man sneering: "The second realm of paper paste is not worthy of being the inner disciple of my casting gate." ”

Then I couldn't help but say that the fist with the size of a sandbag was as dense as raindrops. smashed it inch by inch from head to toe, leaving no intact bone for Xingzhen.

The young man knew that he would not be able to escape, and before he was dying, he burst into a foul language: ", you, mother." ”

As a result, Yuan Chungang's fists became even more ruthless.

Zhao Huan, the red-clothed boy standing outside the room, could only hear the ping-pong inside the room. I can't help but secretly rejoice in my heart, the master of the door personally teaches the true brother martial arts, and no one envies this kind of honor.

The voice finally stopped, and Yuan Chungang's order came: "Come in." ”

The moment the boy in red stepped into the door, tears flowed instantly. Where is this martial arts practice, it is obviously murder.

At this time, the punishment was really paralyzed to the ground, and he was already unconscious.

Yuan Chungang waved his hand: "Drag it out and throw it into the outline of the prepared medicine." ”

Seeing that the little boy in red hesitated, Yuan Chungang threatened: "Why don't you hurry up and think about something? Could it be that you want to try it too?"

"No" The boy in red exclaimed, and quickly shouldered the punishment. It is said that this little guy is tormented by ice and fire, and forged and tempered. I still have the strength, and I really went downstairs quite quickly to resist the punishment.

I have already received news that the large vat of medicinal liquid contains rare treasures such as thousand-year-old blood lingzhi and kiwi fruit brew. Even if there is no Yuan Chungang's order, he will soak the torture into it himself.

This time, the amount of medicine is larger, and it is filled with more other precious herbs. In just three days, Xingzhen was cured.

After waking up, the teenager was pleasantly surprised to find the meridians in his body. It was actually three or four tenths wider than before entering the bamboo building. What's even more surprising is that the soul that has not progressed for a long time is also a little condensed at this time.

Xing Zhen finally figured out that the owner of the door was deliberately beating himself. I couldn't help but feel a little grateful to the peasant man, but when he looked at the bamboo building, he shivered.

After this torture, even if I have just learned the three fist forms, I can't afford to continue practicing. After climbing out of the vat, the first thing that comes to mind is to sleep beautifully. Because of the liquid, I didn't feel a little hungry.

returned to his room and fell asleep, even after Zhao Huan found out that Xingzhen was gone, his incessant shouting did not wake up the sleeping Xingzhen.

The sweet sleep until dawn, the punishment that opened his eyes in the early morning was like a world away. For the first time, I found out that sleeping is also a very wonderful thing.

Xingzhen is not lazy in bed, and still insists on the habit of getting up early every day to practice boxing. Since Zhao Huan came to the Sword Sect to practice martial arts, he naturally didn't forget to call this little guy.

Perhaps it was deliberately arranged, Xing Zhen and Zhao Huan's house was close to the bamboo building. One large and one small were just about to set off, and they found that on the corridor of the bamboo building, there was a barefoot peasant man.

Waiting for them, he waved his hand and said casually, "Come up." ”

Xing Zhen and Zhao Huan wanted to cry without tears, don't count on escaping. Now I also know that Yuan Chungang has no malicious intentions, so naturally he will not think about working hard. Only to bite the bullet and climb to the second floor tremblingly.

After going upstairs, I found that this peasant man had carefully prepared a sumptuous breakfast. Yuan Chungang pointed to the table and said, "Eat enough first."

Eating is better than being beaten, Xing Zhen and Zhao Huan are very happy. is not hypocritical, and does not say a word around the table. It doesn't matter what happens to him next, let's talk about it when he's full.

Yuan Chungang also sat down to eat with them, took a big white steamed bun and took a big bite, and asked, "How does Xingzhen feel, can you bear this pain?" ”

The punishment is really slanderous, and whether you can bear it or not has been beaten. If you ask this before you start, there is still a bit of sincerity.

Casual answer: "Okay." ”

Yuan Chungang smiled: "Of course it's okay, do you think that Liu Shun has been beating you for nothing? This kindness must be remembered, and there will be a chance to repay it in the future." ”

This time, Xing Zhen and Zhao Huan wanted to swear at the same time, and it was the first time that they heard that they had been beaten, and they had to be grateful to the person who beat them.

But if you think about it, Yuan Chungang's words are not unreasonable. There is no hoghead action in the morning and evening. It was difficult to withstand the devastation of this peasant man, and there was no meridian widening again.

After nodding reluctantly, Xing Zhen swallowed the food in his mouth and asked, "Listening to Zhao Huan, in the vat, in addition to the thousand-year-old blood lingzhi and kiwi fruit brewing. There are other priceless herbs, how much the little guy doesn't know, it's an astronomical amount. ”

"Please forgive me, the disciple is now penniless and has no ability to repay. ”

"Hahaha, I didn't think about asking for nothing, this heart is really good. After Yuan Chungang laughed, he suddenly asked, "Arrange a task for you to offset the herbs you wasted, are you willing?"

"Not only will it cost money to offset the grass consumed, but I'll also give you some dragon money. Let you fix the inner armor, that tattered thing can't be used now, right?"

The heart of the criminal heart is full of suspicions, and the need to repair the inner armor must face danger. Coupled with the methods of this door master, the task he assigned must be unusual.

On the other hand, priceless herbs will certainly not be an easy task to offset. Xing Zhen wanted to complete the task, but he was worried that his strength was not enough, so he didn't dare to agree.

Tentatively asked, "Can I finish it?"

"Nonsense, if you can't finish it, do you want to send you to death. Won't my herbs be wasted, and the farmer won't do such a loss-making deal? Yuan Chungang put down his chopsticks and blurted out.

The punishment is relieved, it is true. After letting go of the doubts in his heart, there was no hesitation, and he immediately agreed: "Okay, I'll take it." ”

Then he smirked: "Can you tell me what the task is in advance?"

"Send the sword. Yuan Chungang told him directly without concealment, and then added.

"Not now, now you go is indeed equivalent to death. After being almost trained by me, I will naturally let you go. ”

"Don't ask where to send the sword or how many swords you send. When you pour, you will naturally know and believe that you will be happy to go. ”

Yuan Chungang said with a smile, but Xing Zhen couldn't laugh. Looking at the sincere smile on the man's face, he always felt a chill down his spine. It's nothing more than going around and around and can't do without Ao Lian, and the so-called Ao Lian is beaten.

Sure enough, I just put down the dishes and chopsticks when I was full. Yuan Chungang then ordered: "Zhao Huan cleaned up the table, and when it was brought outside, you didn't need to come in, just wait outside the door." ”