The party lasted into the night, and many people were drunk, but fortunately, their homes were not far away, and the people who were not drunk rode tricycles to take people away.

The lively courtyard suddenly became silent, Li Cang silently cleaned up, while Jia Zhengliang lay on the chair, burping, motionless.

"The party is over?"

At this time, Jia Ma came back, holding some bacon in her left hand and a book in her right hand, walked over and handed it to Li Cang.

"This is the secret book of the rushing palm, read it in advance, and tomorrow Mo Lao will teach you, preview it, and give people a good impression."

"Thank you, Auntie, I'll give you a massage later, I learned some of my grandfather's skills."

Li Cang said gratefully, responding to this kindness, and Jia Ma nodded and smiled slightly, saying that the more she looked at Li Cang, the more pleasing it was to the eye.

Then, as soon as she turned her head, she saw her son lying like a Ge You, and he was out of breath for a while, and everyone else was silently cleaning up the mess, and you kid was lying down.

"Get up and clean up."

Jia Ma kicked Jia Zhengliang in the past, his expression was depressed, and after he struggled to get up, his movements were slow.

"What are you doing, like a turtle."

"I'm overwhelmed..."

In the end, it was Jia's mother who joined in to help clean up, and Jia Zhengliang also developed a new method, holding a garbage bag, standing at the table, and controlling the immortal flying knife to sweep away the food residues.

I don't know if Jia Zhengliang's future opponent will smell the smell of barbecue from the knife, Li Cang smiled, held the last part of the chopsticks, and walked into the house.

"The children are doing very well, but Zhengyu is very similar to you, too arrogant, I'm afraid, I'm afraid that he will be like you, arrogant enough to challenge the three corpses and become a waste."

Li Cang saw that Jia's mother was worshipping in front of a god card, so he took a light step and walked past Jia's mother.

He thought of Jia Zhengliang's mother's evaluation, and shook his head, his mother worked hard to raise him, and there was nothing bad about listening to his mother's words.

Li Cang walked into the kitchen and began to wash the dishes, Jia Zhengliang also walked in at this moment, saw this scene, and silently walked out with the garbage and threw it away.

After a while, Li Cang, who was half-washed, was taken over by Jia's mother, he walked out, came to the courtyard, and saw Jia Zhengliang closing his eyes and warming up the Immortal Flying Knife.

The flying knives surrounded him, there were twelve of them, and after eating Li Cang's dishes, his qi strength increased, and he had a breakthrough in the method of imperial objects.

Seeing this, Li Cang sat on the wooden chair in the courtyard, opened the Rushing Palm cheats given by Jia's mother, and read it carefully.

There are more than a dozen drawings of the human body in the book, all of which use various postures to attract the Qi of the water genus and strengthen the kidneys in the body.

Strong kidneys, no wonder, Li Cang turned his head to look at Jia Zhengliang, and nodded, this exercise is a good thing.

Li Cang, who has medical knowledge, quickly wrote down the posture and acupuncture points, he got up and began to try to induce, and after a few laps, there was a slight feeling of heat in his body, which attracted a little water Qi.

He raised his eyebrows, thinking of his own co-fate contract, animals learn Qi much faster than humans.

His current physique is equal to another Jinhua cat, and if he is not a man, his cultivation speed will change, and Jojo Cheng will not deceive me.

Li Cang struck while the iron was hot and continued to practice, while Jia Zhengliang on the side, after the recuperation was over, opened his eyes, and saw him practicing the rushing palm, and some water bead-shaped Qi appeared.

Good speed, this is a sense of Qi, Jia Zhengliang scratched his head, he originally wanted to touch the fish, but when he saw this scene, his heart was stimulated, rolled, all rolled up, he controlled twelve immortal flying knives, and continued to practice attack moves.

"Meow~"

On the other side, Yuan'er had already climbed to the roof, looking up at the moon, her mouth was slightly open, and the pale blue Qi gushed out, and she was also quietly cultivating.

After a night of silence, Li Cang, who had been fighting all night, sweated and went to take a bath, while Yuan'er opened the secret book of the rushing palm and looked through the pages one by one.

Until the sound of running water in the bathroom stopped, the cat's paw swiped in the air, and a stream of water flowed along the trajectory, it was initially introduced, and in the store, there was also a book of rushing palms.

The gap between demons and demons is still quite large, Yuan'er is a genuine demon, and Li Cang has only slightly improved his physique and taken a step on the road of being inhuman.

The next morning, Li Cang woke up, and after eating the breakfast made by Jia's mother, he came to the courtyard and revisited the running palm a few times to review it.

And after a while, the person who came to pick him up arrived, it was the middle-aged man who picked up the airport before, he saw Li Cang practicing, and waited until he finished a set before he walked in and told him.

"Mr. Li Cang, please come with me."

"Just call me Cangzai or Ah Cang."

Li Cang followed with Yuan'er, and by the way, he said about the title, it was a bit strange to be called Mr. at a young age.

The middle-aged man nodded, and took Li Cang to the deeper part of the village, telling him along the way about the teacher who taught Rushing Liuzhang this time.

Named Mo Lao, he is about the same age as his grandfather, he is an old man, he has been cultivating the Rushing Palm all his life, reaching the realm of the grandmaster, and he is a very powerful category in the alien world.

Sure enough, the old man is full of enthusiasm, and his grandfather's face is still quite big, so he will bring more wine to thank him another day, anyway, the more he drinks, the healthier he is.

"Here we are."

The middle-aged man took Li Cang to a bamboo forest, a mountain behind Jiajia Village, which was calm and leisurely, and was very suitable for seclusion.

Li Cang looked around and couldn't find Mo Lao's figure, and the middle-aged man next to him said goodbye to him, and he understood that this was a test.

He walked into the bamboo forest, running the breath of the rushing palm, vigilant around him, and Yuan'er was the same, feeling the atmosphere of slaughter, and his hair stood on end.

"Meow!"

The animal's reaction was much faster than that of ordinary people, not to mention that Yuan'er was still a Jinhua cat, it sensed the danger more than Li Cang expected, and opened his mouth to remind.

When danger came to him, Li Cang's breathing, which was originally running a rushing palm, suddenly changed, and turned back to the most familiar Li family fist, and hit the other party with a black tiger offering claws.

"Huh?"

After the attacking old man caught it with his palm, he let out a puzzled sound, his eyes fell on the edge beside him, and with the help of Li Cang's strength, he retreated again and hid in the bamboo forest.

The bamboo forest shook, Li Cang was angry, and the two tiger claws were placed on his chest, he couldn't detect Mo Lao's figure, so he could only be vigilant and counterattack at the moment of his shot.

After a while, the wind struck, and the meow followed, and his eyes froze, and when he was about to meet it with his fist, he noticed the water flow on Mo Lao's arm.

Rushing palm, unable to be hard-connected, he switched his breathing, wanting to use the internal strength of the Huo De Sect to deal with it, but on the way to the conversion of the two exercises, one finger hit Li Cang's acupuncture point, and for a while, the surging Qi stopped circulating.

"Ahem!"

Li Cang took a few steps back and took a few deep breaths before suppressing the restless Yang Fire, and then, he looked up at the front, and an old man with slightly squinted eyes and a thin body stood in front of him.