Three days later, before dawn, Lin Sen had already gotten up from the bamboo bed, came to the outside of the bamboo house in coarse linen clothes, put on a posture, and slowly began to box. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

This is a set of punches he learned from the basic classics, the speed is slow, and the moves are very gentle, even ordinary people can easily see that this set of punches is really not powerful in terms of attack.

But that's okay, the role of this set of punches itself is not to fight, but to carry internal qi.

Although the internal qi has been generated in the martial artist's body, he can constantly run in the body to nourish the physical body, and even stimulate the physical body to increase his strength, but he cannot take the initiative to subtly manipulate the internal qi. The speed of internal qi, the degree of nourishment of flesh and blood, and the growth rate of its own qi are all uncontrollable, like the kind of internal vision skills of many martial arts novels before Lin Sen crossed over, which is something that can only be done in the realm of martial arts!

Before that, the martial disciples could only use their own bodies as a piece of iron, and they kept beating them with a hammer! This iron hammer was the internal qi! And the power to wield the iron hammer was martial arts!

The so-called martial arts are like martial arts moves, such as the eighteen palms of the dragon and the dog-beating stick method, which are specific moves used to perform. Every time a martial artist uses a martial art, it will stimulate the internal qi to cooperate, making it run faster, and increase the speed of internal qi to the physical body while gaining strength increase.

The boxing method that Lin Sen is practicing now is called Basic Health Cultivation Boxing, which is a set of boxing techniques contained in basic classics, and it is also a martial art. It's just that this martial art is strange, and it can only accelerate the operation of internal qi when used, and it can't enhance half of its strength, so it can be described as a professional auxiliary skill.

"Fortunately, there is not only one set of boxing techniques in the classics, otherwise I would not have to be beaten even if I have a four-grade cultivation?"

In his heart, Lin Sen beat the body cultivation fist for an hour, and felt that the internal qi had been running rapidly in the body faintly stinging, before he exhaled deeply and stopped moving.

"It seems that an hour is the limit for me right now. ”

The cultivation of the physical body by internal qi also needs to be gradual and gradual, and if it is too hasty, it will not only be useless, but will even harm the body, which is purely worth the loss.

The sound of "cooing" sounded, even if there was no one around, Lin Sen touched his belly a little surprised: "It's just early morning, what are you doing in such a hurry, bear with me!"

Although the world has changed, the law of conservation of energy is still in effect, and martial artists always need to consume energy to cultivate internal qi and polish their bodies, so they naturally need a lot of food supplements.

Originally, Lin Sen was weak, his consumption was small, and his demand was naturally small, so he had a big meal in Baishui County at noon every day, and at most he would bring three big buns as a supper when he came back in the afternoon. But since I started practicing the day before yesterday, I can't do it, every morning after finishing the basic body boxing, I have to go to Baishui County for breakfast, eat a big lunch at noon, and bring another roast chicken for dinner before coming back in the afternoon......

Anyway, from the perspective of economic consumption, less than half a silver tael was used in the first three days, and now it will cost more than one ingot in three days, which is nearly three times.

Today was no exception, and he had to go down the mountain early, driven by the hunger in his belly. Of course, before leaving, he still put the basic cultivation books and the Tongtian Feather Cloak into the wooden box, buried the wooden box in the earth, and then summoned a Yellow Turban Warrior and ordered him to keep watch at the mouth of the valley, so as not to let people or wild beasts destroy the mountain gate and the ashram. As for the remaining Yellow Turban Lux token, you can carry it with you in case you need it.

"That should be fine. ”

Although the Yellow Turban Lux only has rudimentary wisdom and is stupid and stupid, it is needless to say that he has the ability to execute orders. Now that Tongtian Sect has not been discovered, there will be no outsiders here, at most, it will be a wild beast that has strayed, and the Yellow Turban Lux can completely deal with it.

After making proper arrangements, Lin Sen finally couldn't suppress his hunger, rushed into the forest quickly, and ran wildly down the mountain road.

Now it was different from the past, his running speed was not much worse than the speed of the Yellow Turban Lux, and he came to the foot of the mountain in a little more than an hour, and walked out of the forest into Baishui County.

Although Baishui County is named after the county, it is just a large village in Huaxia, and its main road, Baishui Street, has political and economic functions and a whole, and the county tavern and bun shops are crowded here.

Lin Sen rushed straight into the steamed bun shop without saying a word, and shouted when he opened his mouth: "Boss, ten big meat buns and two bowls of porridge!"

The people who were eating breakfast at the bun shop looked up one after another, how could they eat so much at one meal? When they saw Lin Sen, who was not very strong, they were even more surprised: This doesn't look like a guy who can eat!

The proprietress of the bun shop was not surprised, the fat woman in her thirties with a headscarf and an apron immediately brought two cage drawers, and asked her son, who was less than ten years old, to bring two bowls of thin rice porridge, and put them on the table with a smile.

"Little brother, I knew you were coming at this time, so I'll keep it for you. ”

There is nothing to say about this business, and it has only been a few times to prepare it, Lin Sen took out a string of copper coins from his arms and slapped it on the table, and he couldn't wait to grab the bun and stuff it into his mouth.

He had never eaten like this before, but after he started to practice martial arts, his body was always hungry, especially now that he had run for another hour on the mountain road, he was even more hungry and panicked, and he really didn't care about etiquette.

This look of a starving ghost really opened the eyes of everyone present, and the rhythm slowed down after seeing five big buns in a row, and everyone sighed.

"Young people have a lot of food! I'm just as old as you, and I don't have the same food as you!"

Most of these people are strong men in their thirties and forties, all of whom are laborers who do hard work in the county, and they are not particular about speaking, but they are not malicious, they are just simple praises. Rao is like this, and Lin Sen, who has recovered from it, is also a little surprised.

"Haha, little brother, don't be embarrassed, this is a skill, the more you eat, the more you have the strength, the more you can work, the hard work you can make money, how can we come up with this power now!"

The big men didn't care about the comfort, and Lin Sen didn't care when he smiled.

As soon as they talked, everyone began to babble, and Lin Sen also listened with interest, absorbing the information that was useful to him, so as to learn more about the Tianyuan World.

A big man spoke: "Actually, I have also seen this way of eating, that is the martial arts masters in Fuhumen, I went to Fuhumen to dig a well that time, and I saw that they were all big fish and meat stuffed into their mouths, God, such a big pig's head, one person will be eaten in three or two!"

Someone responded: "Can it be the same, what kind of people are martial artists, it's not normal for people to eat a lot, without this ability, how can you kill the old cow with one punch and kick away the stone mill?"

"Sixth, don't talk nonsense, the martial master will do what he says?" Another person glanced at Lin Sen, then rolled his eyes and said: "Little brother like this, how can it be a martial master? People won't even let him enter the gate!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone nodded yes.

Lin Sen was puzzled, why couldn't he be a martial artist?

"Little brother, don't be unconvinced, I'll ask you a question: Do you have a hundred taels of silver?"

Lin Sen shook his head decisively: The silver he has in hand now is only three taels, one hundred taels, a difference of thirty times!

"That's it, I know you don't have much money when I look at your clothes. The man smiled proudly, and sighed again: "If you want to worship in Fuhumen, you must first offer a hundred taels of apprenticeship fees! After entering, you have to pay fire every month! If you don't have money, you still want to learn martial arts, and you want to become a martial master? That's a dream!"

Lin Sen suddenly realized: it turned out that it was expensive tuition!

This was something he hadn't expected before, because in his opinion, the martial arts inheritance of the Tian Yuan Continent was like cultivating immortals, and in those myths and legends, most of the things like accepting apprentices were taken by immortals to take the initiative to speak, and once they were brought under the sect, their food, clothing, housing and transportation were all borne by the sect, where would the disciples pay for it?

"In this way, as long as the operation is good, you will be able to make money by accepting apprentices!" Thinking about this, Lin Sen was moved: "It seems that I must go and accept apprentices as soon as possible!"

He is now consuming silver money every day, and if he doesn't make any money, it will be a sitting, not to mention that he doesn't have a mountain at all: three taels of silver is only enough for seven or eight days' meals!

Just as he was thinking about it, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy suddenly entered the bun shop. The young man was thin, dressed in coarse linen clothes, with a white cloth tied around his arm, and his hand reached into his arms and took out ten copper coins, handed them to the proprietress for two vegetarian buns, and turned away.

Since the boy appeared, the big men kept silent, and it was not until after he left that they looked at his thin back and sighed with emotion.

"The misfortune of the old Wei family, this trip into the mountains not only gave me an explanation, but also dragged the child down!"

"Who said it wasn't, it was difficult for their orphans and widows to survive, and they made such a fuss, hey, it's difficult!"

Lin Sen knew that this young man, his name was Wei Li, his mother was a native of Baishui County, but his father didn't know who it was, and it seemed to involve the story of his mother when she was young. In short, he and his mother are a couple of orphans and widows who raise chickens to make a living. A few days ago, there was some accident, his mother went into the mountains, and was unfortunately killed by the demon beast, leaving him alone.

This Wei Li is also a filial son, first exhausted the family's savings to bury his mother, and then prepared to worship in the Fuhu Gate to practice martial arts, wanting to slaughter the demon beast with his own hands after his cultivation is successful, and avenge his mother.

"Did Fuhumen accept him?"

"Of course not. His family didn't have much money in the first place, what savings could he have left after burying his mother? Without money, how could the warriors and masters accept it? This child can only kneel outside the gate of Fuhu Gate every day and beg, and today it has been half a month!"

"Well, that's a bit unkind, isn't it?"

The fat proprietress who had been standing in the shop couldn't listen to it anymore, although the man in her family didn't die, but he also went to the other place to mess around, and now he can be regarded as an orphan and widow, and he can't listen to such a thing: "Can't the warriors and masters of Fuhumen be kind? This is a good boy." ”

"Boss, do you believe this? The martial master of Fuhumen has a kind heart? If Fu Laomen is in charge of affairs, then it is still possible, but now it is Fu Xiaomaster, what kind of thing is he, who of us doesn't know? Kindness? It is true that he has no conscience!"

As soon as these words came out, the big men changed color and closed their mouths, and the men who were quick to speak for a while also showed remorse, and the remaining thin rice porridge in the bowl was not drunk, so they got up and left. The rest of the people also silently put down the dishes and chopsticks and scattered to work.

So in the blink of an eye, Lin Sen was the only one sitting in the bun shop. He blinked, his mind moved, and he secretly had an idea.

"If I go to accept this Wei Li as a disciple, will he be willing?"