Chapter 82 is in the picture

The soil after heavy rain exudes a special fresh and muddy smell mixed with rain and earth, which is unique to the countryside and cannot be felt in the busy and reinforced big city.

Vibrant, the sun is rising!

In the distance, there is an endless mountain garden, lush and vibrant, green and shining, shining in the rising light of the sun.

Surrounded by mountains and flat land, a number of simple thatched houses, the houses are like that, it is really unbelievable, in the rapid development of science and technology today, there will be such an ancient tribe!

"Moo..."

The early risers have begun to shout their own cattle, rushing to their own fields, working at sunrise and resting at sunset, and the people here still maintain the long-standing and industrious inheritance and habits of the Yanhuang ancestors.

"Hey!"

"Drink!"

At the other end of the village, in a flat clearing that had been cleared by hand, in front of hundreds of neatly arranged copper stakes, young men with bare arms kept hugging and leaning on the piles.

This is a unique method of practicing piles in Bajiquan, which is to continuously hit the copper piles with the body to temper the delicate parts of the human body, such as the side ribs and side ridges, and enhance the impact resistance and stability of the lower plate.

Lin Fan was lying on a wheat stack, his arms resting behind him, a golden wheat straw in his mouth, and squinting at the copper stake area.

To be exact, on the figures in front of those copper stakes!

Outsiders look at the bustle, and connoisseurs look at the doorway. It is also because of the practice of Bajiquan that Lin Fan is full of interest in these people's standing and staking piles.

Counting, he is only a half-monk Baji disciple, and he doesn't know much about some of the boxing theories, skills, and characteristics of Baji Boxing, and this is still a shallow taste from Hong Lao.

Now that he has such a good opportunity, it is a rare opportunity for him to come and observe the authentic cultivation method of the Bajiquan system!

"Wujiagou...... I didn't expect such an inconspicuous small village to be the origin of the famous Guwu Bajiquan, which is really eye-opening. ”

Lin Fan looked at these figures, old and young, strong and thin, an inexplicable light flashed in his dark eyes, and he muttered in a low voice.

After these days of confusion and understanding, he finally understood which wolf's den he had fallen into!

Wujiagou, an inconspicuous name, an inconspicuous village, an ordinary corner, can even be said to be forgotten by the world......

But it is here, but it is the birthplace of Bajiquan, which is powerful and famous, and spreads all over the world!

Wujiagou, the history cannot be traced, and the time of existence cannot be determined. The only thing that is certain is that since the creation and development of Bajiquan, it has come into being and existed in the world.

Every resident here, from the octogenarian old man to the babbling children, is the inheritor of the authentic Bajiquan.

Time flies, time flies. The long history has left too much time for the study and refinement of Bajiquan in this isolated soil.

Perhaps you are walking on a country road, enjoying the shade under the eaves and trees, and you meet an old man who is dying in the twilight, which is an unfathomable and unfathomable eight-pole master.

In the past few days, Lin Fan has encountered a terrifying aura that makes his heart beat with no more than a few hands.

This is a land of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, where every adult man can become a powerful martial arts man when he walks into the outside world!

It's a pity that here, they are all the most ordinary farmers.

"Nima, what's the difference between this and a prison?" Lin Fan stretched out his hands to the sky and sighed weakly, wanting to cry without tears.

Through the past few days of exploration, he found that the people here are extremely xenophobic for unknown reasons. If possible, they would rather die of old age than interact with the outside world.

It is only when they encounter some problems that they have to go out that they go out for a very short time, and most of the time they are nested in this small place.

"In the painting, is there such a powerful formation master in Wujiagou?" Lin Fan looked at the surrounding heaven and earth, and secretly exclaimed.

According to the information he came out of the mouth of the girl named Ling'er, the reason why Wujiagou was separated from the outside world into two worlds was that Wujiagou was hidden in a painting with a lot of things inside.

It is said that a formation in Wujiagou exhausted his time, and finally used his own flesh and blood as a guide to become such a blessed land.

Although it can't be compared with the self-contained world of those immortal-level ancient martial arts families and inheritances, it can be regarded as unique. It contains a phantom array and a killing array, and ordinary people don't know how to enter, so they can't get in or get out at all.

Lin Fan is a strange alternative, I'm afraid that Wu Jiagou's deceased formation master didn't expect that someone would directly break through the void?

Who could predict the prophet and think in advance that he would meet a rule-breaker like Lin Fan?

"Do you really want to stay in this place where birds don't for the rest of your life?" Lin Fan was extremely aggrieved in his heart, hating that he didn't even have a smart terminal at hand now.

When entering the ninth trial base, all freshmen were told that they were not allowed to bring all smart devices into the room, in order to prevent some students from filming leaks. But this is good, he doesn't even have a chance to call the police now!

"Guess who I am?"

At this moment, a pair of white and warm little hands suddenly covered Lin Fan's eyes from behind, and at the same time, a slightly playful girl's laughing words also sounded behind him.

Lin Fan didn't think about it, and said angrily: "Xiao Ling'er, your ass is itching again, right?"

"Wow!Brother Lin Fan, how did you guess it would be mine?" Ling'er, who was wearing two ponytails and flicking one after another, jumped in front of Lin Fan and said in great surprise.

Lin Dan rolled his eyes, and couldn't help but hold his forehead and muttered speechlessly: This can be thought of with the thumb of the big foot? Who would be so close to me in this Wujiagou......

"Ahem, why are you here?" Although he thought so in his heart, Lin Fan still smiled without change on the surface.

Yu Linling is wearing a blue and white dress, as a girl, she is born to love beauty, even in this isolated Wu Jiagou, her dress is not out of touch with the outside world.

"Oh, here you go, this one-armed grandfather of yours has already repaired it for you. The girl sat down, shook her two white and tender calves, and handed a brown-black thing to Lin Fan.

Seeing this tortoise shell, Lin Fan was stunned for a moment, and then took it with a slight bow.

It was this turtle party who saved his life at the last moment, and protected his unconscious self from the spatial turbulence all the way, and successfully came to this Wujiagou.

Originally, this tortoise shell was almost broken and scrapped, and even he didn't have much hope, but he didn't expect that there were such ingenious and talented craftsmen in Wujiagou, who could restore a spirit soldier flawlessly!

It's really surprising......

The tortoise shell is cold to the outside, and the material looks like a real tortoise shell, which is carved with complex natural patterns, which is very mysterious.

"When you meet Gong Yan again in the future, give her back again......" Lin Fan sighed in his heart, looking at the tortoise shell in his hand with complicated eyes.

He doesn't like to owe favors the most, but all this, he knows that what he owes Gong Yan is probably not over for the rest of his life......

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ps: I left my job today, I've been running in personnel, I'm not in a good state, I'm going to do it today, I'm sorry!